"What does this Fan Qingbiao mean? I don't care if we don't let us go out of the city." Bai Yuchuan muttered under the wall of Xiawa Town.
"Do you still want him to let us out of the city?" Huang Yue asked courageously.
Bai Yuchuan didn't say a word, yes, now they certainly don't want to leave Xiawa Town.
(Note: Unexpectedly, dialect means dislike)
Fan Siwu has already taken people out, so you don't need to ask to know that they are waiting for them outside the city.
Getting out of the city means a fierce battle, so of course it's better to stay in this Xiawa town.
It's just that it's not a problem for them to stay like this!
Shang Zhen and all of them are now resting at that city gate cave.
The reason for this is of course because they were blocked by the defender Zhuang Ding.
As for the reason, it is precisely "Xiawa Town is where you come and leave as long as you want?"
But since they could not leave the city, Shang Zhen and the others also vaguely thought that this should be Fu Qingbiao's kindness, or that Fu Qingye played a role in the middle.
"Boy, what's your name?" After a while, the bored Bai Yuchuan asked Lu Hongzhao's younger brother.
But Lu Hongzhao's younger brother turned Bai Yuchuan a hostile look, and then hid beside Lu Hongzhao.
This is also understandable, but the first time this kid saw Shang Zhen and them, the people they were familiar with were naturally Fan Siwu and Fan Siwen brothers.
Moreover, because of Lu Hongzhao's relationship, it is not easy to come to the Fan brothers to treat him, so what does such an older child know? Of course he will kiss whoever treats him well!
"His name is Lu Ting." Lu Hongzhao glanced at his younger brother affectionately, and reached out to touch the child's head.
And that Lu Ting still pouted, he really didn't understand why his sister and Fan Siwu had become enemies.
"Xi Tang, your brother-in-law is quite temperamental!" Bai Yuchuan smiled.
"Bai Yuchuan, shut your mouth, don't tease your children!" Shang Zhen glared at Bai Yuchuan.
The old face of Bai Yuchuan was rarely red and stopped talking.
After that, Bai Yuchuan and Shang Zhen stopped talking, but his face was full of contemplation. The affairs between Xitang and Lu Hongzhao were really difficult to handle!
Everyone stopped talking, all sitting or standing on the side of the road.
The villagers who guarded the city were watching them while others were watching outside the city.
After a while, Lu Hongzhao's younger brother said, "Sister, I'm hungry."
Yes, it's past lunch now, not to mention Lu Ting is hungry, everyone is hungry.
Shang Zhen couldn't help but sighed inwardly. Lu Hongzhao couldn't fight. Lu Hongzhao's younger brother was a child again. Women and children were all occupied. What should I do about marching wars from now on
"Old Fu's brothers are here." Hutou said at this moment.
Shang Zhen turned his head, and as expected, Fu Qingbiao and Fu Qingye brothers came, but they followed with more than a dozen Zhuang Ding.
And those Zhuang Ding have several bearers, and those bearers are wooden barrels and food boxes.
"Isn't it for us to give us food, it's still considered that this kid Lu Qingye has a conscience!" Bai Yuchuan began to mutter again.
Everyone became eager to look at the wooden barrel food boxes carried on the poles.
It’s just that in the real ardent gazes of everyone, the two brothers Fu Qingbiao stood in front of Shang Zhen and the others, but the few Zhuang Ding carrying food boxes and lunch buckets passed through Shang Zhen and they went straight out of the city. Up.
At this time, the vast majority of Shang Zhen and the others wanted to understand, why is Fu Qingbiao giving them food? They gave food to the Fan Siwu and Fan Siwen brothers outside the city!
A kind of disappointment and dissatisfaction bred in the hearts of most people in Shang Zhen, and everyone looked at Fu Qingbiao who stood in front of Shang Zhen.
"Do you often fight with Yingren?" Fu Qingbiao asked Shang Zhen.
Shang Zhen nodded.
"How many of you were there, and how many are you now? How many Yingren have you killed the most? How many Yingren have you killed in total?" Fu Qingbiao asked again.
Fu Qingbiao's questioning had a condescending aura, and his aura at least made Xitang Bai Yuchuan and the others feel very uncomfortable.
However, now that Shangzheng is their recognized leader, they also understand the importance of maintaining the image of Shangzheng, so no one answers the conversation.
"None of us have died. At most, we can kill a hundred or so Yingren.
Of course, not all of those one hundred Yingren died, many of them were injured.
I don’t remember how many Yingren were killed, there are always five hundred and six, right? "Shang Zhen didn't care about Fu Qingbiao's attitude, and his answer was honest and low-key.
The reason why it is said to be low-key, Shang Zhen and the others killed and killed more than five or six hundred Yingren.
For example, last time they partnered with Wujiazhuang to ambush Yingren, and the number of Yingren who killed and wounded was definitely more than a hundred people.
But how can Shang Zhen tell the truth
After all, that ambush was the strategy he used to bring disaster to the south.
If he missed his mouth, Fu Qingbiao must have settled accounts with them first!
Although there is no impermeable wall in this world, Yu Shangzhen said that it can naturally be delayed for a while.
"If you only use the bamboo bowl, I'm afraid it won't work with the Yingren?" Fu Qingbiao asked again.
"Bamboo can only injure people but not kill people. The back can be equipped with pikemen, swordsmen, axemen, shotgunners and archers.
We were few people. At that time, Zhutang killed dozens of Yingren in partnership with more than a dozen villagers in a small village. "Shang Zhen answered again.
What Shang Zhen said was that they were fighting with Hutou his father and Ji Hua.
After listening to Shang Zhen's answer, Fu Qingbiao stopped talking and changed to a pensive expression.
"Are you really planning to go to war with Ying Ren? Why?" Shang Zhen asked.
Fu Qingbiao did not answer Shang Zhen's question. After a while, he suddenly asked, "How are you going to end up with Fan Siwu?"
"Oh." Shang Zhen finally sighed. "You can talk as much as you can. It's always best to fight between Han Chinese.
First and Fan Siwu rushed there too, and some things hadn't been said yet.
Miss Lu still owes the old Fan family a betrothal gift of several thousand taels of silver. We can return the silver to Fan Siwu and see what he says. "
"How many taels is a few thousand taels?" Fu Qingbiao asked curiously.
"It's more than 8,000." Shang Zhen replied
"Ha, the old Fan family is really rich! But Miss Lu is also worth the money." Fu Qingbiao smiled rarely and then asked in a provocative tone, "Do you have so much money?"
He obviously didn't believe that Shang Zhen and the others could casually come up with nearly ten thousand dollars.
"It turns out that there are still eight thousand taels." Shang Zhen replied.
"So there was? So why is it gone now?" Fu Qingbiao was curious.
"At that time, Miss Lu was taken captive by the Ying people. We redeemed Miss Lu with seven thousand taels of silver." Shang Zhen replied again.
Hearing what Shang Zhen said, Fu Qingbiao took a breath of air, but he shifted his gaze to look up and down at the people next to Shang Zhen.
He really couldn't believe that these people of different lengths would get so much money.
When Fu Qingbiao looked at everyone, he naturally saw Nazha again.
In his eyes, Nazha was still so heroic, and he felt heartbeat again.
Just standing with Nazha, Bai Yuchuan snorted when he saw his expression naturally dissatisfied.
"Hehe." Fu Qingbiao smiled suddenly, and then said to the hostile Bai Yuchuan: "I will give you sixteen thousand taels of silver. What about you letting this girl go to me?"
Fu Qingbiao said that, except for Shang Zhen, the expressions of everyone changed.
One of the reasons is that Fu Qingbiao would have such an idea!
The second reason is that there are 16 thousand taels, so many. Are all the people who sell private goods so rich
The eyes of Bai Yuchuan and Fu Qingbiao met.
Bai Yuchuan hasn't seen the content in Fu Qingbiao's eyes. Fu Qingbiao's statement of six thousand taels of silver can be said to be a joke, but it does not necessarily contain the true meaning.
It's just that Bai Yuchuan's answer to Fu Qingbiao's proposal was quite Bai Yuchuan.
Bai Yuchuan's answer was simple, one word plus one sentence.
One word is "Go!" and the other sentence is "Master is the best stealer!"
"Fuck" that was his anger expressing Fu Qingbiao's statement.
"He is a thief" that tells Fu Qingbiao that he can steal a lot of silver, but he is not bad at all!
Bai Yuchuan's remarks were very counter-intuitive, and Xitang and the others looked at Fu Qingbiao.
The reason why they look at Fu Qingbiao like this is of course that they are afraid that Fu Qingbiao will suddenly turn around.
Fu Qingbiao stared at Bai Yuchuan who dared to be so arrogant on his own site for a while, then suddenly raised his head and laughed "Haha".
Who knows what he meant by this smile, Shang Zhen and the group were watching, and the villagers in the upper and lower parts of the city were also watching.
After laughing for a while, Fu Qingbiao suddenly stopped laughing, and then ignored Bai Yuchuan and turned to Shang Zhen and said, "Let all of you come to my house for dinner.
I will accompany you out to talk to Boss Fan, maybe I won't be beaten to death. "