Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 128: Selling Pan Jinlian at the Start

Wu Song was quite obedient; he married a gentle and sweet young wife.

Even the toughest man can't resist the allure of a gentle woman. This sister-in-law is no ordinary woman; she was a maid in a wealthy household who redeemed herself. She causes trouble every three days and a major incident every ten days, keeping Wu Song completely under her thumb.

If you find him an honest and reliable girl, he'll definitely be restless in less than two years and will want to go out and make his way in the world again. Isn't that great? The girls are all good girls. So what if they're a little difficult? Just spoil them.

In less than half a year, Wu Song became a father. After ten months of pregnancy, Cui Zhi gave birth to a big, healthy boy, which made Wu Song grin from ear to ear. The tough guy with a tender heart was embodied in him.

Holding his chubby son, he also had time to ask about his older brother. "Brother, why don't you find someone to settle down with? You were right, a wife, kids, and a warm bed are much more interesting than fighting and killing."

Qingmo lay on the recliner, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, too lazy to pay attention to him. She didn't even have the tools to commit the crime anymore, so she would marry a bastard.

Next time, we could try dressing her up as a handsome guy, but given her appearance, let's forget about it. We don't want her to ruin other girls' lives.

As for Pan Jinlian, she's doing quite well now. Although she's just Ximen Qing's concubine, she has given birth to a son for him and has thus secured her place in the household.

Ximen Qing was a womanizer by nature and was once infatuated with Pan Jinlian's beauty. However, men are all like that; once they get what they want, they get tired of it and soon a new woman took her place.

Fortunately, Pan Jinlian was not someone who sought love; she knew what she wanted, which was good enough. Although Ximen Qing was a womanizer, he treated his concubines in the harem quite well.

The mistress was tolerant and wouldn't deliberately make things difficult for him. After all, Ximen Qing didn't just love one woman; he loved every woman. She would take one concubine and then another would come along. Why bother?

With the political situation in turmoil and bandits running rampant, how can one say they are not happy to live a life where everything is provided for them?

Several years passed quickly, and the Liangshan uprising had begun. Song Jiang, known as the Timely Rain, was famous throughout the land, and it seemed that the 108 heroes had been gathered.

Qingmo looked up at Wu Song beside her and said, "Second brother, do you know Song Jiang? I have heard of his deeds and admire him greatly. I plan to go to Liangshan to make his acquaintance."

Wu Song: ...

Brother, making friends again? Is the "making friends" you're talking about the same thing I understand?

Wu Song's expression stiffened for a moment, after all, he truly admired Song Jiang. "Brother, when I was down on my luck, Song Jiang gave me 10 taels of silver for travel expenses. I consider him an elder brother, so please don't try to take advantage of him."

Qingmo: "Erlang, what are you saying? Song Jiang is such a kind person, what could you possibly want from him?"

“What you say is true, brother. Song Jiang is also my brother. I don’t want you to make things difficult for him. Let’s not go to Liangshan.”

Qingmo slapped him on the head and said, "You seem to know quite a lot of people. I raised you with my own hands and feet, and in the end you're not even worth 10 taels of silver, are you!"

"Hehehe...hit...hit..." The chubby nephew babbled on the side, laughing as he watched Wu Song get beaten.

Feeling wronged, Wu Song squatted on the ground, turned his back to Qingmo, and let her hit him. Anyway, he didn't want his brother to go to Liangshan.

Qingmo kicked him to the ground, making him fall flat on his face. What a jerk! How could he think of her like that?

“Since you don’t want to go, Second Brother, stay home and take good care of your wife and children. I will go out and make some friends among the Liangshan heroes and then I will return. Don’t worry about me.”

Wu Song: I wasn't worried about you, I was worried about others.

"No, brother, if you insist on going, take me with you. I hope you really just want to get to know her." After saying this, Wu Song gave Qingmo a deep look.

Qingmo: What, are you going to betray me? We've just collected 108 mahjong tiles.

Now that there are servants to take care of things at home, it won't be a problem to go out for a few days. After reassuring his wife, Wu Song went out with Qingmo.

The two headed straight for Liangshan, and upon arrival, they used the same old lines. "This is my second brother, Wu Song, the tiger-slaying hero. He used to have a past relationship with Song Jiang, the Timely Rain. My brother and I have come here specifically to seek refuge with him."

Nowadays, Liangshan is highly skilled and daring, so it's not surprising that many people come to join them. They simply led the two of them up the mountain.

Qingmo, ever cunning, walked behind Wu Song, saying, "If anything happens, younger brother, take the lead; older brother will protect you."

Wu Song felt his heart pounding like a drum. He had a feeling that his brother was going to cause trouble, but he couldn't stop him. He was really worried.

Soon, they met Song Jiang.

Song Jiang was quite pleased to see Wu Song, after all, he was a fierce general. Song Jiang warmly took Wu Song's hand and said, "Brother Wu, it is my good fortune that you have come today. May I ask who this gentleman is?"

Wu Song quickly introduced, "This is my elder brother."

Song Jiang glanced at Qingmo, surprised that Wu Song had such a petite older brother, but he remained polite on the surface.

"So it's your brother. May I ask your name?"

Qingmo said with a smile, "I am Wu Dalang. I used to sell pancakes. I have long heard of Song Jiang's great name. Today I see that he is indeed extraordinary. I heard that there are many heroes in Liangshan, so my second brother wanted to bring me here to meet them."

Wu Song: I didn't. Don't talk nonsense. You came here on your own.

Song Jiang laughed heartily and immediately agreed. "Alright, let's hold a welcome banquet for Brother Wu Song tonight, and I'll properly introduce you to my brothers from Liangshan."

He then looked at the person behind him and said, "This is Wu Yong, the strategist of Liangshan."

Wu Song quickly clasped his hands in a salute. Wu Song waved his feather fan, smiled and nodded, and returned the salute. He looked very refined and cultured. Indeed, appearances can be deceiving. Who would have thought that all the wicked schemes of Liangshan came from his mouth?

Wu Yong didn't say much, but kept secretly observing the two of them. He had a sense of unease in his heart, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Qingmo didn't say much. The whole conversation was between Wu Song and Song Jiang, discussing their ideals and ambitions, the corruption and incompetence of the current court, the suffering of the people, and how the Liangshan uprising was a last resort. He sincerely invited Wu Song to join them in their grand plan.

Wu Song was also inspired by what he heard and wanted to abandon his family and career to come to Liangshan to make a name for himself.

But occasionally, when he looked back at his brother's fake smile, he shuddered. If he really did that, his brother would probably break his legs.

Song Jiang and Wu Yong, being such people, naturally noticed this. It seemed that if they wanted to recruit Wu Song, they had to win over Wu Dalang first.

Night fell quickly, and Liangshan was brightly lit. Everyone sat in a circle to welcome Wu Song and his brother.

Song Jiang introduced the two of them one by one.

"The next person is Lin Chong, the Leopard Head Instructor, who commands 800,000 troops."

"This is Lu Junyi, the Jade Kirin."

"This is Wang Ying, the short-legged tiger."

"This smiling tiger, Zhu Fu."

...

No matter who it was, Wu Song would pour them a cup of wine and offer them a bowl, drinking it with great pleasure, while Qingmo would only nod and smile.

After Song Jiang finished his introduction, Wu Song was almost drunk. At first, he drank bowl by bowl, but later he got smarter and took a sip directly from the wine jar. Even so, after this round, he could no longer stand steadily.

Clear foam;...

This darn thing, I have to stick a defensive talisman on him, lest he get killed and people actually think he came to make friends?

Seeing that everyone who was supposed to be there had arrived, Qingmo considered the underlings who hadn't shown up to be lucky. She picked up the wine on the table and drank a large bowl, feeling quite satisfied.

He drew the knife from behind his back and walked to the center. Everyone thought the little dwarf was going to put on a show.

Only Wu Song, half-drunk and half-awake, suddenly shuddered; what was bound to happen had finally arrived...