Bastard’s Resurgence

Lu Zheng was suspended in the air, feeling like a solitary boat in a huge wave. Song Wensong was brave and unparalleled, and was the number one warrior in the northwest. Facing such a monster, where did Lu Zheng have room to resist?

Is Lu Zheng afraid of it? He was really scared, because this was not a fight, but life and death were just between thoughts. In this situation, any profit in the mouth and tongue was pale and weak. This feeling made Lu Zheng feel very uncomfortable!

But Lu Zheng's heart was different from ordinary people after all. His thoughts turned, thinking that there must be someone behind Song San, and the biggest possibility was that his opponent came from the capital.

In the capital, it was Dai Gao that Lu Zheng had a bad relationship with. As for the Palace of the King of Qin, at this moment, His Royal Highness Qin was too busy to take care of himself. Where could he have the mind to deal with Lu Zheng?

Lu Zheng thought of Dai Gao, and his thoughts thought of the Zhang family's affairs, and his heart was instantly cleared. If Dai Gao wanted to kill Lu Zheng, it would be too simple. Turning such a big bend would be nothing more than trying to use Song San to calm himself down. If he is so persuaded today, I'm afraid that the situation will be more than a year in the future. , No matter how hard it is to look up.

"Song San Young Master, if things in this world can be solved with fists and force, I am afraid that you will not have such a difficult life in the northwest!

My little tricks can lure you to Liangzhou, which is enough to show that you are facing a dead end, to the point where you are in a hurry to go to the doctor. The nobles in the capital presumably didn't want you to kill me. Hey, now everyone is a person who has seen the world. You hope that by intimidation, you can make me fall to the ground like Lord Wang, kneeling down and begging for mercy? "

Lu Zheng said word by word. Although he was very scared, he still remained calm on the face, his tone was not hurried, and he did not have the consciousness of being picked up.

Song Wensong let out Lu Zheng and said with a smirk: "I didn't expect your little white face to have a bit of courage, but hehe, the nobleman in the capital is nothing to me. He gave me your bottom, but I You don't need to listen to his orders and listen to his breath. If you just stop here, I'm afraid you can't escape the catastrophe today!"

Song Wensong seemed to have softened his attitude, but Lu Zheng was more vigilant in his heart, because if Song Wensong was just a martial artist, Lu Zheng would have no trouble dealing with it.

But seeing Song Wensong casually speak, you know that this person has a very solid scheming. From the moment he broke into the county government, what he did seems absurd at first, but in fact every step has a purpose, it seems vulgar and frizzy, but it is simple and straightforward, at least for a while It suppressed everyone.

Song Wensong has this identity, and he needs to have actions that match his identity. Such a person with superior force and a particularly good brain cannot be easily dismissed.

These thoughts flashed across Lu Zheng's mind. He laughed, holding his hands on his back, and looked around and said, "Everyone, let's not be so busy. I will talk to Song San Gongzi in private. Can you avoid it temporarily? ?"

Lu Zheng said this, everyone else in the room was a little dumbfounded and a little angry, especially the thin scribe who came with Song Wensong, he said violently: "Master Lu is so ostentatious, you think I’m an eyesore, you Don't look at this occasion..."

Lu Zheng squinted at him, just sneer, Song Wensong coughed slightly, stopped the person's conversation, then waved his hand to signal the others to leave.

The others all stepped back. There were only Lu Zheng and Song Wensong in the county office. Song Wensong squinted at Lu Zheng. The fat on his face was piled up, and there was only a gap in his eyes. He didn't speak, just staring at the landing. Zheng seemed to be waiting for Lu Zheng to speak.

Lu Zheng didn't speak, pursing his lips. The two fell into silence like this. In silence, each other was looking at each other. In such silence, it was even more difficult to confront, because the opponent's heart was not easy to figure out.

Lu Zheng is not an easy person, Song Wensong is capable of literary and military skills, nor is it a fuel-efficient lamp. How should this game be broken? I don't know how long it took, Lu Zheng took out a pile of things from his sleeves without a scent of firework, gently placed it in front of him, and then pushed it leisurely in front of Song Wensong.

Song Wensong frowned, and his pupils suddenly closed. He grabbed the pile of things with his hands, the fat on his face trembled slightly, and even his breathing became rapid.

"You...Where did you come from?" Song Wensong said coldly.

There was a sneer at the corner of Lu Zheng's mouth, and said, "The third son doesn't like the advantage of tongue, and I don't like it either! This is one hundred thousand taels of silver, both of which are Fusheng's silver tickets. The third son can take these silver tickets at any time. Converted into real gold and silver, with this silver, the third son will not worry about military payments for at least one month."

Song Wensong looked up at Lu Zheng, and said, "Do you want to use these silver to buy me? Let me spare you?"

Lu Zheng laughed loudly and said, "What's the matter? Don't you like silver? Then you give it to me?" Lu Zheng reached out to get the banknote back, and Song Wensong immediately put his hand back. He grinned silly again, with a more grinning face. It was much softer just now:

"Well, you are a little more pleasing to the eye than before!"

Lu Zhengdi smiled and said: "I am still me, and it is all the merits of silver! The third son is brave and wise, with a tiger hunting camp in his hands, and he has won countless battles on the battlefield.

However, the third son is just a concubine, and the Song family is very jealous of the son, especially the son’s two older brothers and uncles, and they will always hold you back. If the third son can bear it and be a war general with peace of mind, this can actually Resolve.

It's a pity, ambition is the most sultry thing, the third son wants to get things done, and is not reconciled to the hearts of the people! Difficult, extremely difficult! If things in this world can be solved by fighting and killing, the third son is probably already the emperor. Am I right? "

Song Wensong raised his brows and raised his lips, and said violently, "You gave birth to a sharp mouth! But I won't be easily moved by words!"

Lu Zheng laughed and said, "I think San Gongzi misunderstood! Lu Zheng, who came to the Northwest, is a part-time worker and has no interest in fighting for the front in the Northwest!

Besides, this matter in the northwest, slap a large area, just three walnuts and two dates, how much fun is there? I'm just reminding San Gongzi that all of your difficulties can be reduced to one difficulty, that is, lack of money and lack of silver.

My hundred thousand taels of silver can relieve your urgent need, so when you look at me, it will be pleasing to your eye a lot. If I can give you a million taels of silver, ten thousand taels of silver? Haha, this white silver can take away all your worries, so that you can be unscrupulous, can do your own way, can cross the northwest, Laozi is number one in the world! Haha..."

Lu Zheng stood up and laughed, and continued: "Money can make ghosts grind, you Song Wensong won the three armies, you are extraordinary, but after all, it is magical than silver! Empty vernacular can't bring out a hundred battles, so how can you have nothing to do with nothing? Can the soldiers use their lives?"

Song Wensong's fat face slowly moved in front of Lu Zheng. At this moment, his eyes were completely opened, staring at Lu Zheng firmly, and said word by word: "Can you be serious?"

Lu Zheng shook his head and said, "Of course it is false. What does your Third Young Master Song's ambition have to do with me? I have so much money, so why should I give you Third Young Master Song?

Give you one hundred thousand taels, you and I understand the grievances, how much do you want? You said that you don't like to take advantage of your tongue. Is it possible that you think that white silver is so easy to get? Do you play tricks in the county office, roar a few times, scare people and scare people at your fingertips?

There is no free lunch in the world, Song San Gongzi understands this truth better than I do, don't you think? "

Song Wensong's eyes flickered, and the murderous intent on his face instantly appeared. His fist, which was as big as a bowl of vinegar, was firmly squeezed and made a creaking sound.

He said: "Lu Zheng, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Lu Zheng smiled, his eyebrows curled up, his smile was innocent and kind, and his expression was even more unrestrained. He faintly said: "I am very similar to San Gongzi, that is, people who don't like to take advantage of the tongue!"

Song Wensong was stunned, his fat face blushed, and he stood up suddenly, Lu Zheng raised his eyes to look at him, the two of them were tall and short, fat and thin, literary and martial, staring at each other without shrinking.

After all, Song Wensong took a step back, laughed, and said: "Okay, your surname is Lu has a seed. I, Song Wensong, admit it today. Your grievances and my grievances are enough for me. The nobles in the capital originally let me It's not that I don't do anything to kill you, but that money can make ghosts grind, I can't do it, haha..."

Song Wensong laughed, and then suddenly turned his head and slapped his slap on the big case of the county government. The thick and solid pearwood case collapsed instantly under his shot, and the room was full of sawdust. Imagine this palm. When photographed on Lu Zheng, all of Lu Zheng's skeleton had to fall apart on the spot.

"This dog's surname Wang is not worthy of being the county lord. It's no wonder Master Lu can occupy the magpie's nest. Haha, admire, admire! I learned from Song Wensong today!" After Song Wensong finished speaking, he strode out, and the door was all It was the soldiers he brought. Seeing that they were all wild, they were all veterans in battle.

"The team is closed! Let's go and find a better restaurant. Let's eat and drink today, eat and drink, and run to Kanerhe for me overnight!" Song Wensong shouted loudly.

An entourage had long ago led him with a big red horse. He jumped up and waved proudly. All the soldiers applauded. In an instant, the pair of people and horses disappeared without a trace, leaving only the Shatian County government. In a mess.

Wang Wenyuan was terribly scared. Lu Zheng asked him to help Wang Wenyuan to the back office and said, "Master Wang, Song Wensong has already left. Take a sigh of relief!"

Wang Wenyuan stared at Lu Zheng with an extremely complex expression. After a long time, he said: "Master Lu, this small pond in Shatian County is too small, Master Lu is here to be a concubine!"

Lu Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Master Wang, you were frightened by the surname Song! If Song Wensong really has the courage to kill me, he can go straight to the county school. Where can he use it for the county government? He just wants it. It's just overpowering people..."