Ximenqing loves Wusong [Water Margin]

When I arrived at the prison camp, I explained my identity. The soldiers watching the camp didn't stop me, so I was taught directly.

Just as he was about to walk into the camp, he suddenly saw that the horse tied in front of the big tent looked familiar. He asked the soldier, "But Mr. Shi is here?"

He said: "Young Guan Ying has just arrived and is talking to Guan Ying right now, do you need me to report?"

I waved my hand: "No need,? I just gossip with Wu Song and leave."

Turned around, stopped in the woods behind the camp, turned on the system: "Show me what that little bastard told me again."

The system zooms in on the screen.

I saw the old Guan Ying sitting on the rocking chair, squinting his eyes and resting his mind, while the boy Shi En complained beside him with a red face: "Father, I don't know why you want to praise that rascal.

I don't think he has any skills at all.When we arrived at Happy Forest, he first talked about raising wages for the guys, and then taught me to kick people out, and then he himself,? He sat drinking and chatting with a group of whores.

It's such a character, why does daddy want to use him? "

The old Guan Ying squinted a pair of shrewd fox eyes, and said slowly: "My son ran over angrily, just to tell me these things?"

Shi En said: "I just want to remind daddy, don't trust villains,? Teach him to make our happy forest a mess, and you will regret it in the future."

The old Guan Ying said with a smile: "It's not a good situation? How can it not be a good situation? Before your cousin took care of us, but he was a relative of our own, didn't he still make a lot of loopholes? This man Heng Shun is better than him.

Just now I sent someone to ask the accountant, it was only at noon today, the store has already received 25 taels of silver, and after deducting the capital, we have made a net profit of three taels, six taels, and seven When Jiang Menshen was around, he couldn't give so much in a month. "

I clutched my stomach and rolled on the grass laughing, this old man is really easy to spend, just three taels of silver is so beautiful, he is not earning as much as a tent, let alone the 15 taels I took away up.

My god, what kind of IQ level is this?Buddha, hurry up and save me, I'm going to laugh myself to death.

But I heard the old fox say again: "One meal can earn so much, what day? Ten days? One month? One year? Son, although that man looks very dubious, but he If you can earn these benefits for us, why should you be serious about the rest?"

I held my stomach and gave a thumbs up: "Old fox is wise, my God, you are much cuter than that little stupid pig."

Shi En refused to accept it, and said angrily: "If he doesn't raise the wages of the servants randomly, doesn't pump water for those whores, and doesn't lower the tap casually, we will earn more than this!"

The old fox was dissatisfied: "Tsk, I have settled the account for you just now, and you still say this, aren't you just confused? He is a material for doing business, and it must be beneficial for us to keep him.

If you think he is not pleasing to the eye, then wait a few more days until he stabilizes the situation and people's hearts are calmed down. Let's find an excuse to expel him. Why bother to be so idle? "

But Shi En wanted to be idle, he said: "Father is so simple in his thinking, if you drive him out in the future, won't you offend Brother Erlang as well?"

The old fox finally opened his eyes and looked at him: "It seems that my son's anger is still directed at Wu Song?"

Shi En sat aside angrily: "I really can't figure it out, how could such a simple and honest hero like Brother Erlang make friends like him?

Oily noodles, glib, no matter how you look at it, it can't be on the table.

Ever since he came, brother Erlang has been alienating me day by day, these few days, he even refuses to teach me stick martial arts. "

"Tsk! Stick martial arts, stick martial arts, can that thing be eaten? I said it earlier, I want you to study the secular economy carefully, and it's the real thing to put real money in your pocket. You said that little boy with a bad face, but If you are half as smart as him, I don't have to worry about it!"

"father……"

"Okay, okay, don't say any more, I have my own plans for my father. If he stays here, Wu Er will work for me with more peace of mind, and Happy Forest will also make money every day, so I don't worry about it. Is there anything? Go out quickly if you have nothing to do, and do whatever you need to do."

Shi En is still pestering his father to whine, I'm not in the mood to watch it anymore.

I wiped off the grass clippings on my clothes, brushed my hair and went to look for my beast.

When I arrived at the barren hill behind the camp, I saw that iron tower-like figure standing upright in the wind, guarding a group of prisoners moving stones.

A huge boulder is several feet square and weighs dozens of tons. A group of people lift it up the slope together. If one of them is lazy and slippery, his hand is loosened and the boulder rolls down, the person downhill will be crushed to death by the boulder.

Wu Song could only watch carefully from the side, but whoever looked careless would kick him if he went up.

Those prisoners only looked at the road under their feet, but they didn't know that he was secretly staring at him for the sake of the overall situation.

After he finished his work for a while and told everyone to rest, I dared to go up and say hello to him: "Erlang, have you eaten yet?"

When he turned around and saw me, he was surprised: "Why are you here? Didn't you go to the happy forest to help others?"

I said, "That's how much work? It's settled in the blink of an eye. Are you going to be busy here for a while?"

He said: "Well, I can't finish these jobs until dark. You should go back first, and rest early when you are tired."

I said, "I won't go, I can play with you here for a while."

He squinted at me: "I want you to accompany me? It's good if it doesn't get in the way."

Saying this, he took out a handful of wild dates from his pocket and handed them over: "I just picked them on the mountain, do you want to eat them?"

I took the handful of sour dates and just put one in my mouth before I vomited: "Why are they so sour?"

He pointed a spot on my forehead: "You're so stupid, you don't know how to pick the red ones?" He snatched back the handful of jujubes, picked out the red ones one by one in his pocket, and handed them over.

I put it in my mouth and took a bite. Not to mention, the red one is sweet and sour, and it's delicious.

He squinted his eyes and just ate a few, he stood up and said: "It's almost time to rest, let's all get up and work."

Those prisoners screamed bitterly at once, and those who were beaten just now murmured in a low voice: "They are all prisoners, but he is decent. Usually, the food and housing are better than ours, and the camp manager even allows him to walk around, which is amazing to him." It’s not decent, and you can hit us if you want.”

Wu Er only focused on getting people up to work, but didn't hear what they were talking about.

I heard every word clearly, so I ran to Wu Er and tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Rearrange the formation before starting work, and those who were beaten just now and those who didn't care about it all call to line up on the slope." Go down."

Wu Er was a little puzzled, but he still did as I said.

The rope climbed up, and everyone carried the stones and walked up the slope together. Wu Er wanted to move forward again. I pulled him and said, "How did you pick the dates for me just now? I don't know how to pick them. You can pick some more for me." indivual."

He immediately stared at him: "I told you not to get in the way, but you're making fun of me again? I'll pick out a few for you, and you can eat it?"

I said, "No, the ones you picked just now are not enough for me to eat. You can pick some more for me. If you don't pick them, I will faint and roll around on the ground immediately. Let me show you, believe it or not?"

"Hey, I said you kid!" He pointed his fist at my forehead and was about to hit me, but I was not afraid, so I stared at him.

He shook his hand angrily: "I'm so annoying, don't come here again, it will make me unable to do my job well."

He lowered his head and picked out dates with a stern face, picking out one and smashing one into my arms.

Seeing that he only cares about picking dates and not caring about the team, the prisoners standing at the bottom of the slope became anxious and shouted: "Wudutou, come quickly and look at those people on the top of the slope. If they lose their minds, we will all die." !"

I frowned at them: "What are you shouting for? Wudutou doesn't care about the team, so no one is going to beat you up? Now you don't have to complain, just ask yourself the best of luck."

Wu Er was picking dates with his head down angrily. After hearing this, he looked up at them and then at me, so he lowered his head and picked dates more seriously for me.

The stone had already left the ground, and there was absolutely no reason to stop. The people below didn't care about shouting, and tensed up their spirits one by one, and shouted at the people in front: "The people above, you all tense up! Be careful, don't kill me."

The superior scolded back: "I need you to talk about my work, shut up your stinky mouth."

The one below said: "I don't want to talk about you, I am afraid that I will die."

The one above said: "You should be damned if you gossiping like that while working!"

Just focusing on scolding each other, the coordination of hands and feet is not so consistent. Someone above slipped under his feet and saw that the rock was dangling and about to slip off the rope. The group of people were frightened and shouted together: "Wudu head!" Help!"

Wu Song strode forward and stretched out his hand to hold the stone tightly, and the stone stopped shaking.

The muscles of his whole body were so tense that his clothes were almost torn, golden sweat dripped from his forehead, and he yelled at the group of people angrily: "You can't stop your mouths with work, so you need to beat each one. "

Those people had just escaped from the gate of hell, and they were too frightened to speak back, so they worked together to lift the stone up the slope.

I stood aside with the jujube in my arms, watching Erhuo get angry again.

What did you run over so fast just now?Let the rocks shake for a while longer, so as to completely scare those people out of their courage. You manage the team for their own good, but teach them to complain secretly?

How can this bastard have such scheming, he insisted on helping these people lift the stone up the slope safely, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that group of people stopped talking gossip, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging Wu Song to stop picking dates and watch the team carefully.

Wu Song scolded them with a black face: "It doesn't matter to you, it doesn't matter to you! A bunch of people with too many things."

None of those people dared to answer, they were so frightened that their noses burst into tears.

Wu Song said again: "You have all seen the situation just now. I, Wu Er, control you very strictly and beat you hard, just to save your life. In the future, work more diligently one by one. If anyone is distracted, I will not Hit him, only put him in the most dangerous place, and teach you what it would be like to walk a few laps before the gate of hell."