MTL - Han’s Son is Not a Slave-Chapter 18 haircut

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The plan has been decided, Hu Boss and Song Xianggong discussed again, and decided not to wait for seven days to go to Luoding, but to take advantage of the brethren's enthusiasm, go to Luoding now, and start when it is dark.

Song Xianggong explained that this matter was still too dangerous after all. Although the strategy was good, it was indeed feasible, but the final success depended on luck. Right now, the brothers are being agitated, but if they wake up and think it's not the case, and some people are afraid, then 80% of the time it's going to be bad. If everyone refused to go, even as the leader, Boss Hu would not be able to force them to do this deadly business.

Zhou Shixiang thought about it, this is indeed the case, if it is really going to be delayed for seven days before starting, then there will be many dreams at night, and I am afraid that this matter will be stillborn, so he agrees to act immediately.

Everyone discussed in detail how to do it after entering the city, how the people outside would respond, and how to deal with any changes. After everything was settled, Boss Hu went out and announced the decision to the men who had been waiting anxiously for a long time. Immediately, all the men boiled over, each and every one of them was eager to wait, and the bald man who once called Zhou Shixiang a lunatic sharpened his knife, lest he would not kill the Qing soldiers fast enough at night.

Zhou Shixiang was very satisfied with the good mental outlook of the men. Although these people's ideas and starting points were completely different from his, they did not hinder his mood in the slightest. In his opinion, persuading these bandits to fight Luo Ding is the first step, and only after this first step can there be a second step. If you can't even complete the first step, then talking about the second and third steps is a joke.

In order to encourage his subordinates to fight for the first place at night, Boss Hu specially asked someone to slaughter a sheep that he had snatched from the mountain a few days ago. As a result, the men were even more delighted, and one by one they shouted and slaughtered the Tartars. There were a few jars of wine in the village, but Boss Hu never dared to take it out. He knew that his subordinates had drunk too much, and they would definitely make a mistake.

This side is busy slaughtering sheep, and the other side is busy with pots, but Zhou Shixiang still has a problem that must be solved first, and that is how to infiltrate Luoding City - Mongolian Tartars don't want Han people to cut their hair!

Except for a "smart" bald man, everyone in Daqiao Mountain did not shave their hair. No matter how blind and vigilant Luo Ding's Qing army was, it would be impossible for Han people who did not shave their hair to sneak into the city. The key to capturing Luo Ding lies in the Nei Ying in the city. If Nei Ying can't enter the city, then the matter will be ruined. If you are lucky, you will be able to get out of the body. If you are not lucky, you will die in Luo Ding.

Zhou Shixiang threw this question to Song Xianggong, Song Xianggong had already prepared, and asked Zhao Sihai to go to his house to get four robes and come out.

"Let's pretend to be a Taoist priest and enter the city, and the Tartarians will not doubt it." Song Xianggong said with certainty, fearing that Zhou Shi would believe it or not, and specially emphasized, "I was dressed as a Taoist priest when I went to Luoding."

Looking at these four Taoist robes, Zhou Shixiang remembered that after the Manchus entered the customs and forced the Han people to cut their hair, there were many Han people who did not want to cut their hair and pretended to be Taoist priests or actors, in order to avoid the Manchu order to cut their hair. .

"I am afraid that only four robes are not enough. What I mean is that there must be at least ten people entering the city. More people are stronger and more secure."

Sesame Li Duo only sent four people into the city disguised as migrant workers who were picking rivers into the city, but that was three hundred years ago. Zhou Shixiang didn’t want to paint a tiger and not be an anti-cat, so he insisted on doubling the number of inmates into the city, at least ten. .

"There are only four Taoist robes, other people can't sneak into the city." Song Xianggong looked embarrassed.

Peng Dazhu, who had been listening, suddenly reminded him: "Mr. Song, didn't we grab a few costumes last month?"

Hearing this, Song Xianggong couldn't help but rolled his eyes at him: "That's the clothes of the maid, can you wear them?"

"Hmm..." Peng Dazhu blushed and didn't dare to speak any more.

Song Xianggong ignored him and turned around to ask Zhou Shixiang, "What's your brother Zhou's idea?"

Zhou Shixiang was also very embarrassed. After thinking about it, he could only say: "The best way is to cut your hair."

"Tick your hair?" Peng Dazhu jumped high all of a sudden, "It's impossible. How can parents who are affected by their body and skin get tick off!"

On the contrary, Zhou Shi asked him: "If Tifa can enter the city, kill more Qing troops, capture Luoding City, and make the brothers rich, why can't the hair be tick?"

"This..." Peng Dazhu couldn't think of how to refute, so he kept his head down and didn't say anything.

Song Xianggong has no psychological burden for hair-cutting, nor does Boss Hu. He couldn't think of any good way to sneak into the city other than hair-cutting, so he decided: "Sure, then hair-cut!" His eyes swept away. Subordinate: "Who will pick first?"

All the men avoided the eyes of Boss Hu, and Peng Dazhu directly hid behind. Seeing that no one was willing to pick it up, Zhao Sihai grinned and stepped forward: "If you are not willing to pick it, then I will come, as long as you can wash it. In Luo Dingcheng, it is worth taking my bald head off!"

"Isn't it just the hair? It's not that it's not long when it's cut off. I didn't say it, my brothers cut it too!"

Seeing that Zhao Sihai was standing out, Ge Wu was not willing to be weak. He pulled his younger brother Ge Liu forward to ask for a haircut. When the others saw this, a few more people came out one after another.

There are people who are willing to cut their hair, but there is a new problem. Everyone in Daqiao Mountain has everything, but no one has ever been a head-tick, so how to cut this hair has become difficult.

"Tatar's braid looks like a mouse's tail, and the tip of the braid needs to be able to penetrate copper coins. If it is not cut properly, Tatar can see it at a glance. Rather than being recognized by Tatar, it is better not to tick. ." Peng Dazhu finally found a reason not to cut his hair, and immediately looked excited.

Song Xianggong also had no choice but to say to Zhou Shixiang: "Everyone can cut your hair, but this braid will not work. If it doesn't look like it will be a mistake, why don't you think of another way?"

"I can't delay any longer." Zhou Shixiang frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Isn't there a woman in the stockade? Ask them to come over and make braids. They can always do the work that the lords can't do, right?"

Hearing this, Song Xianggong nodded and said: "This makes sense, the girls are skillful, and it is no problem to tie a braid."

"I'm going to call someone!"

Ge Wu was in a hurry to go to Luoding to make a fortune.

After more than a dozen women washing clothes by the river were brought over by Ge Wu, they felt scared when they saw the bandits staring at them one by one.

Zhou Shixiang sighed secretly. He saw a familiar figure among the women. The mute little girl who delivered the meal last night was hiding behind a woman who was a head taller than her, holding the woman firmly with one hand. The hem of his clothes, the other hand squeezed into a small fist because he was too nervous and scared. It seemed that Zhou Shixiang was looking at him, and the little girl lowered her head even lower.

Zhou Shixiang was afraid that Ge Wu and the others would scare these women, so he came forward and told them about the haircut and braid in a peaceful tone. When he heard that the bandits wanted to cut their hair, the women's faces became ugly, apparently thinking that the bandits wanted to cut their hair. surrender to the Qing army.

Zhou Shixiang didn't explain to them either. He asked the bald man with the sharpened knife to cut their hair for Ge Wu and the others. Then, he took out his blood-stained braid from his arms and signaled the women to see the pattern clearly. They made braids for Zhao Sihai and the others according to this braid.

The bald man's knife was sharpened really fast, and in a short time, Zhao Sihai, Ge Wu and the others had their hair cut off, leaving only a clump of hair at the back of their head, which looked so ugly.

Seeing that the women were still standing stupidly, Ge Wu scolded: "If you don't hurry up, whoever wants to make it up, I can't beat her to death!"

Hearing this, those women rushed forward to start braiding, and the little mute also stood behind Zhao Sihai tremblingly, carefully braiding for him.

Zhou Shixiang looked at it for a while, then turned around and left. Not far away, several men were putting the slaughtered and washed mutton into a large pot. When they saw Zhou Shixiang approaching, they all grinned at him, obviously they had already Zhou Shi is quite his own person.

The fire burning under the iron pot was very strong. After the women braided the braids, the aroma of the mutton in the pot had already drifted away, and the meat was stewed so badly that it made people drool.

After inspecting the braids, Song Xianggong walked over with Zhou Shixiang's braid, and seeing Zhou Shixiang staring at the women, he couldn't help but sighed and said, "Brother Zhou must also know that these women were stolen. , I'm afraid to look pitiful."

Zhou Shixiang did not speak, but the expression on his face was tacit. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "We're going to Luoding, but I don't know if it's successful. If we unfortunately miss, what will these women do?"

Song Xianggong didn't answer, UU reading www.uukanshu.com just watched the women stay silent. The two stood silently for a while, until Boss Hu came to invite them to eat mutton.

Everyone in Daqiao Mountain would gather around the pot, constantly teasing Zhao Sihai and Ge Wu, who had tickled their hair, and burst into laughter from time to time. Those women and the little mute stood far away, not daring to approach at all. Although there was no expression on their faces, their throats were shaking slightly without exception.

In order to show his admiration and respect for Zhou Shixiang, Boss Hu deliberately filled a large bowl of mutton and held it to Zhou Shixiang himself. After Zhou Shixiang thanked him, he asked him if he could give the bowl of mutton to the little mute.

Boss Hu laughed when he heard it, knowing that Zhou Shixiang was a scholar and was soft-hearted. He must have felt sympathy when he saw that the little girl was thin and weak.

After Zhou Shixiang thanked him again, he held this bowl of hot mutton and walked to the little mute. Under the suspicious and surprised eyes of the other party, he put the bowl into her hand.

The little girl was already stunned by Zhou Shixiang's actions, staring at the mutton in the bowl in a daze, with an indescribable sadness in her heart, when she wanted to express her gratitude to Zhou Shixiang, she found that the other party had turned away.

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Looking at Zhou Shixiang's tall figure, the little girl remembered that she didn't know the name of this person. Those women also felt that Zhou Shixiang was different from those bandits, and their eyes were confused.

Just when these women were confused, Zhou Shixiang, who had already walked more than ten feet away, suddenly turned around and said to them, "If no one comes back tomorrow, then go home."