Water Margin: Hu Sanniang and I swapped clothes

"Snap!"

With a single slash, a bright red line of blood appeared on Sun Xin's fair and jade-like palm!

She clenched her fist tightly, aimed it at her wine bowl, and let the blood drip into the wine drop by drop.

Third Sister is a real tough girl!

Shi Qian couldn't help but feel a deep sense of respect.

He had originally thought that just a small cut on his finger would be enough.

After all, people in his line of work are also known as "three-handed thieves." If you don't take good care of your hands, how can you be a thief?

But if such a beautiful young woman is so passionate and bold, how could he possibly make a small cut?

With gritted teeth and a glare, Shi Qian forcefully slashed a large gash in his palm with the ox-ear dagger.

A gash even bigger than Sun Xin's.

Yang Xiong and Shi Xiu were not to be outdone, and together with Hu Chengdu, they cut their palms and dripped their blood into the wine bowl.

It fucking hurts!

How could Sun Xin, a 21st-century otaku, not be afraid of pain? But at this moment, he had to endure the pain.

Otherwise, wouldn't this huge, bloody gash have been made for nothing?

"Brothers, today we swear an oath of blood!"

Sun Xin picked up the wine bowl with both hands and said with a righteous expression:

From this day forward, we will share joys and sorrows, and weather any storms together!

"Let's do it!"

These days, people don't say "done it," they say "long live."

But the brothers were all infected by Sun Xin's passionate and heroic spirit, and they shouted in unison, "Let's do it!"

He tossed his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

"Ton ton ton ton ton..."

"Hahaha!"

Sun Xin revealed the bottom of her bowl, wiped her cherry-like lips, and laughed heartily:

"That felt great! That felt great!"

Yang Xiong, Shi Xiu, Hu Cheng, and Shi Qian all laughed heartily, feeling much more at ease after sticking together.

Meanwhile, in the central command tent, Song Jiang held Wu Yong's hands and said with heartfelt emotion:

"With my strategist, I feel like a fish in water!"

"Thank you for your kindness, brother!"

Wu Yong had already had a deep and simple conversation with Song Jiang, and confirmed that Song Jiang was indeed the Liu Huangshu he had been waiting for.

His nickname was "Sai Zhuge" and his Taoist name was "Jia Liang Xiansheng," which was obviously a self-comparison to Zhuge Liang.

He is Zhuge Liang, and Song Jiang is Liu Bei, the Imperial Uncle.

Song Jiang's words struck a chord with him, and Wu Yong felt a surge of warmth in his heart, involuntarily bowing deeply to Song Jiang.

"I am willing to assist my elder brother in achieving great things, devoting myself to the utmost until my dying breath!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Song Jiang was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes, and he immediately knelt down to bow to Wu Yong.

"Song Jiang would rather die than betray his strategist!"

……

The next day.

With dark circles under his eyes, Sun Xin and Hu Cheng mobilized the three hundred guards of Hu Family Village.

Yang Xiong, Shi Xiu, Shi Qian, and others walked together to announce the birth of a small hill to everyone.

snort!

Song Jiang saw this and was displeased, but he couldn't forcefully break up this small faction.

In fact, there was no precedent for this in Liangshan Marsh.

For example, after Chao Gai died, Song Jiang reorganized the organization, dividing it according to the various small strongholds.

For example, the seven leaders in Zuojun Village are, in order: Lin Chong, Liu Tang, Shi Jin, Yang Xiong, Shi Xiu, Du Qian, and Song Wan.

Lin Chong and Liu Tang were Chao Gai's "veteran faction," Du Qian and Song Wan were Wang Lun's "founding faction," and Yang Xiong and Shi Xiu were the "Jizhou faction."

Song Jiang always tried to keep people from the same small group together to avoid forcibly separating them and affecting unity.

Wu Yong stood behind Song Jiang, gently waving his feather fan, seemingly calm and collected, but in reality, he had seen everything.

With a smile, Wu Yong glanced at the five leaders, and finally his gaze settled on Sun Xin.

Although Sun Xin was a stunningly beautiful young woman, and she called the others "brother"...

However, Wu Yong immediately realized that Sun Xin was the leader of this small group.

Is this the "female Zhuge Liang"?

Wu Yong covered the lower half of his face with his goose feather fan, a slight smile playing on his lips:

That's interesting!

"I must stay and appease the people."

Song Jiang, seemingly unfazed, chuckled and instructed Hu Cheng and Sun Xin:

"Brother Hu Cheng, Sister San Niang, thank you for escorting the grain supplies and going ahead first."

hypocrisy!

Sun Xin sneered repeatedly.

In the original story, after Song Jiang conquered the Zhu Family Village, he did indeed reward each household in the village with one shi (a unit of dry measure) of grain.

Then the villagers, young and old, with incense, flowers, and candles, bowed and thanked Song Jiang on the roadside.

Those who don't know the story might think Song Jiang was a great benefactor, but who would remember the rubble field outside Qingzhou City?

In order to force Qin Ming to surrender, Song Jiang, under Qin Ming's name, slaughtered his way through the city of Qingzhou, leaving corpses strewn everywhere...

Now that Song Jiang's army is strong and well-equipped, he uses the grain he stole from the Zhu Family Village to win over the hearts of the people in the village and build his image as a "loyal and righteous" man!

He's a hypocrite, a shameless scoundrel!

On the other hand, Sun Xin felt like he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it no matter how hard he tried.

Although he has read "Water Margin", it doesn't mean he can recite every detail of the plot from memory.

Since he couldn't remember, it probably wasn't a particularly important plot point, so Sun Xin stopped thinking about it.

Watching Sun Xin and his men escort the grain back to Liangshan Marsh, Song Jiang looked at Wu Yong with a smug expression:

"Strategist, let's proceed according to plan!"

……

After traveling for a day, Sun Xin and his group finally arrived at Liangshanbo on the afternoon of the third day.

Yang Xiong and Shi Xiu had already joined Liangshan, so they took them directly to the Nanshan Inn and met "Dry Land Crocodile" Zhu Gui.

Zhu Gui arranged for them to have dinner at the hotel first. He then went to the waterside pavilion, opened the window, took out a magpie-patterned bow, nocked a whistling arrow, and shot it towards the withered reeds on the opposite bank.

Before long, three or five henchmen came rowing a speedboat from the reeds across the harbor to the waterside pavilion.

Zhu Gui ordered them to send a message to Chao Gai, requesting that several large ships be dispatched from the water fortress to transport men, horses, and provisions.

After a hearty meal, Sun Xin walked to the waterside pavilion and looked out the window.

Indeed, the eight-hundred-mile-long Liangshan Marsh was a place where people were easily trapped, as evidenced by the poem in the original text:

The mountains surge like giant waves, and the waters reach the sky.

A chaotic reed array of countless swords and spears, a strange tree lined with thousands of layers of halberds and spears.

The deer antlers by the moat are all made of bones; the bowls and ladles inside the village are all made of skulls.

They peeled off human skin to cover war drums, and cut off human hair to make reins.

To block the government troops, there are countless dead ends in the harbors and alleys; to stop thieves, there are many dead ends in the forests and mountains.

Pebbles piled up like mountains, and bitter bamboo shoots stood tall like rain.

Warships come and go, and every week they lie in ambush among the reeds; they anchor and hide in the deep harbor, with nests and shrubs on all four sides.

Sorrowful clouds rise above the Broken Gold Pavilion, and murderous intent arises before the Hall of Gathering Righteousness.

Sun Xin couldn't help but gasp:

What a powerful malevolent aura!

How many people would have to die for Song Jiang to be able to act on behalf of Heaven!

A gust of biting cold wind swept over him, instantly clearing Sun Xin's mind:

broken!

Sun Xin suddenly remembered something he had forgotten:

After destroying the Zhu Family Village, Song Jiang should have forced Li Ying to join the Liangshan bandits!

Poor "Soaring Eagle" Li Ying thought he had been shot by an arrow and that by staying at home under the pretext of recuperating, he could avoid any karmic consequences!

But how could Song Jiang possibly let him go?

How could they possibly let his Li Family Village go?