: Tuning the Tiger

Li Fuda laughed after hearing the words of Hongniang and said, "Miss Cui, your white-clothed army has fought in the south and north, and has been through the battlefield for a long time. Naturally, the experience and force of battle formations are no less than any army, but your advantage lies in mobile combat, rather than invading and defending.

Now the White Army has been trapped here for ten days, and the arrows and food are gone, and the period of destruction is not far away. If Li wants to harm you, is it necessary to appear at this time? I only need a pot of tea and sit in the mansion, and I can see that the ashes are gone."

When Cui Ying'er heard this, her fingers slightly lowered her fingers, as if moved. Li Fuda smiled slightly when she saw this, with a very calm expression.

"The daughter of the thief Yang Kuohu is ignorant of the eyes, beautiful and charming, skilled in fists, feet, guns and sticks, and braver than her husband." The annotations about her in the world are just these few numbers. Anyone who thinks that Hong Niang should be a brave but not a resourceful female robber.

In fact, most people, especially those who have read books, often look at this kind of life experience with a sense of superiority. They think that they have more words and more knowledge, and their IQ must be more than one level higher than others. As a result, the news that a certain director was deceived by a farmer and a female graduate student was sold into the mountains by a peasant woman would inevitably be reported to the newspapers.

Although Li Fuda has always been cautious, he cannot be out of the world. He still underestimated Cui Ying'er. People in the green forest have always given people the impression of fighting power but not wits. In fact, the intrigue situations still exist in the green forest. A Hongmao, who grew up in the green forest and is also the daughter of the leader of the green forest, did not make a fist completely in the world?

The Hongniang put away the sword in a 'half-believing and half-doubted' and asked him: "What Master Li said makes sense. We don't have to hide our situation from you. It's really difficult. Master Li went up the mountain to find me at this time. What did he mean?"

Li Fuda felt relieved and sighed: "Miss Cui, in the past, Guishanzhai and our Maitreya Cult did not have a good time for Yangling's affairs. However, the root cause is that you want to execute Yangling immediately, and we want to lead the greater figure behind him, Emperor Zhengde. Now, you are right. If you executed this disaster early, there will be many things missing now."

He walked to the edge of the cliff and stood with his hands behind his back. The mountain wind blew his long hair and green robe, and felt like he was stormy and flew away from the dust. Looking at the dark sunset in the sky, Li Fuda said: "Look at how spectacular and beautiful this endless country is, but whose hands is it in the hands of the Ming Dynasty, but the officials of the Ming Dynasty were corrupt and fished the people. They were so poor that they were barren everywhere and the people were living in poverty.

Ling Zun, Zun Husband, Zhang Mao, Liu Liu and other heroes continued to rise up one after another. I, Li Fuda, admired me. However, when I was unlucky, many heroes and heroes died one after another. Isn’t it a pity that the White-clothed Army ended up like this?

Miss Cui. Actually, I had already had a relationship with Ling Zun. When I was preaching a mission in Shaanxi and intending to launch a mutiny to resist the court, I heard that Cui Yingxiong, the first hero in the northern green forest, was famous. Unfortunately, he was busy with academic affairs at that time and could not go north to ask for advice. Later, my sect was pursued by the court and forced to hide it. Ling Zun withdrew from the world, which made him even more unlucky to see him.

Although there are some grudges between our sect and your Bazhou village. However, that is just a dispute between us and the people of the sect. Once we go against the court, our sect will still stand on your side."

"You... ventured into the mountain to help us?" Hongniang asked in surprise. She had heard Yang Ling say that the leader of Maitreya was Zhang Yin, the commander of Taiyuan Guard in Shanxi. She also knew that Yang Ling was designing to capture him. She really didn't expect that he would go up the mountain to find him at this time. What was the old fox's idea?

"No, I'm here this time. I just want to show you a clear way to save you from the trouble. You should know that I can't help the court plotting against you, so I can trust me as much as possible."

"Is there no conditions?" Hong Niangzi's eyes flashed and she immediately asked.

"The conditions can be said to be there or not. We are against the court, and you are against the court. The enemy's enemy is our friends. Do you think so? Of course, in terms of heart, you only have five thousand soldiers and horses, and it is difficult for you to pose a threat to the court. I hope that after you escape from the trap, you can join forces with us and we will seek common ground. How about it?"

Cui Ying'er's bright eyes stared at the only cool part of Old Dao Li's body: the long fluttering hair, and said coldly: "Of course you can trust us and confirm our identity, but how can I determine your identity? How can I know that you are not a spy sent by the court, but want to lure us into the trap?"

Li Fuda suddenly laughed: "This mountain is now the biggest trap, and you still need to be led out of the mountain before setting up the trap? Miss Cui is a smart person and should understand that no one wants to plot against you now, there is no need to do anything else."

He closed his palms, made a few strange gestures, and chanted in a roar: "The white lotus was born, Yuanzun was founded, the mother of the birth of the mother of the dying mother, the hometown of the emptiness. Sakyamuni Buddha went and Maitreya Buddha was born, and there were difficulties to die, and there were troubles to save each other."

Then he put his palms together and bowed three times before taking out an exquisite and petite jade lotus from his arms and said with a smile: "This is a holy object passed down from the White Lotus Sect. My Maitreya Sect is the White Lotus Sect. I believe Miss Cui knows these things."

He spread the jade lotus in his palm, and Rong Hong's wife saw it carefully, then he carefully took it back into her arms and said, "Of course, it's just a token, you can also suspect that it was forged by the court. If I want to win the trust from you, I will naturally have to provide real evidence."

He turned slowly, his eyes shining brightly, completely inconsistent with his old appearance: "You have been trapped in the mountains for a long time, and you should have used up the food. You have just gone up the mountain. I see that your soldiers and horses are still strong in walking, but they have to kill the horses to survive?"

The Hongniang's heart thumped. Fortunately, Li Fuda had already made an excuse for her. Otherwise, the mountain village troops who should have no food would still be full of energy, but they would inevitably attract doubts.

But it's no wonder that Li Fuda helped her find reasons. Although the Maitreya Sect talks about gods and monsters all day long, it was necessary for the Master Li to imagine that Yang beheaded, Yang Dafeng, and Yang Shaxing came here "sharpened the gun" and "paid public food" for the rebel leader. Such a wild and rich imagination is really scarce.

The Hongniang nodded and said sadly: "No, our war horses... have slaughtered a small part of them."

Li Fuda smiled complacently and said, "If you want to win your trust, I will show you the real evidence. I will send someone to deliver food to you. If you have any doubts, you can first use a war horse to test the food to see if there is any poison. Moreover, I will notify you of breaking through the siege at the appropriate time, and I will arrange for you to rush out through a gap..."

"Don't doubt my ability. I, Li Fuda, can do it. You need to know the details. After you agree to the conditions for cooperation, I will talk to you in detail."

After Li Fuda said that, he carried his hands on his back and waited for Hongniang to answer with a smile. The white-clothed army was already desperate. He was sure that Hongniang would agree to his conditions, so he looked very calm.

When the Hong Madam saw Yang Ling, her mind turned into a cloud of mud, but in front of other men, she was as cunning as a fox and as fast as a tiger. When she wiped out the elite Maitreya Sect led by Liu Laodao alone in the snowy night, she showed her wisdom and courage. At this time, she was in a dilemma of life and death. It seemed that she was in control of Li Fuda. How could Li Fuda think that she was thinking about how to get all his details now?

The Hongmao sighed quietly, "If Master Li can help us escape from the difficulties, Hongmao will naturally be grateful. But there are only these people in our land, and there are countless families in the Taihang Mountains. Is it possible for us to conquer the country and seize the world? This time we were defeated by the court, and I realized how powerful the imperial army was. Let us help you to restrain the imperial army or still be able to reenter the battlefield? Alas! My woman, my father and husband all died, what kind of country is the land..."

Hearing that tone, Madam Hong agreed to accept his help, but she was doubtful about conquering the world and seemed to want to break through and escape back to Taihang Mountain. She continued to rob the house. Li Fuda laughed and said, "Miss Cui, you only know one thing, not the other. Tell you the truth. This sect has my eyes in the court, and I know everything about the court.

Although the Ming Dynasty court defeated you, it also exhausted the court's money and food. Now the court is at the end of its strength and cannot even pay military salaries. Who will work hard for them if there is no salary? I dare say. If someone imitates Yang Hu and Liu Liu and Qi, the court will definitely be done!"

The halo of the sunset became softer. It was reflected on the beautiful face of Hong Niangzi, as if a layer of light rouge was applied, extremely charming. When Li Fuda saw her beautiful and charming face, he couldn't help but feel moved and said, "Miss Cui is young and beautiful, and now she looks only about twenty people. Are you planning to escape into the mountains and live your life like this and get through your youth?

Li fought against the court all his life, but was not discouraged by repeated defeats. How could the heroes among the heroes of the Ming Dynasty slaughter their fighting spirit? Empress Ma, a weak woman, wasn't she the same for half her life? Her daughter's family was fighting for the country, and even though she could not become an emperor, wouldn't she be the queen of the mother in the future? "

The Hongmao's pretty face turned red suddenly, and she cursed secretly: "This old man is not ashamed, he actually has my idea."

In fact, Li Fuda is not coveting her beauty. Li Fuda wants to say that he has a son. If the Hongniang is willing to cooperate, she will rub her and her son. This will not be a battle for others, but for herself.

Since ancient times, political marriages have been very popular. If the White Army and the Maitreya Incense Army are completely integrated, this is the best way. If Liu Liu and Yang Hu had children who were suitable for marriage, they would probably have played the marriage trick and turned into in-laws. It would not be that the two people and horses had different intentions and always had different intentions.

But Li Fuda has three sons, and he never asked the girl to ask her to choose from her sons for the first time when she met, so she was a little vague. He felt that he was pretending to be a seventy-eighty-year-old man, and the Hongniu would never think of him at the head. He didn't know that he was still pretending to be a kind elder here. Cui Damei was already scolding him in her heart.

Seeing Cui Ying'er lowering her head with a red face, Master Li wished to think that she was moved, so he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Miss Cui, is it enough for me to be so sincere? Now, can we sit down and talk about cooperation?"

"Just talk, don't touch it randomly. If you touch it again, you touch it again... I won't say anything anymore. You are still making trouble for such a big thing. It's really true." The red lady's hairpin was full of hair and blushing, and she shyly grabbed Yang Ling's hand wandering around her body, and said coquettishly.

This bad guy was too much. He just stepped into the villa door and stole a mouth by him. There were seven or eight chairs in the room, and he insisted that others sit on his lap. The hero of the Mother Lady and the daughters, who have been like a boy since childhood, have never seen such a trick in the boudoir?

She was both ashamed and embarrassed, and carefully raised her round buttocks and hit her up like a squatting horse stance. Yang Ling became more and more arrogant, and her hands became unhonest, which made Hong Madam say while also having to guard against Yang Ling's hands.

After finally grasping his hand, he sucked his ear beads in his mouth again. In this way, the whole attack was up and down, and even the Hongmao could not resist his martial arts. Her strong thighs, which would have been squatting for more than half an hour, would have lost strength. Now she was snuggling into his arms softly.

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Don't worry, I listen to every word you say in my ears. Is there any difference in the result if I listen with a stern face or kiss with a warm and affectionate person?"

The Hong Madam spat shyly and said angrily: "I can't tell you that mouth, anyway... I'm not allowed to move any more. Otherwise, I can't speak."

"According to this, he should have put on makeup. He doesn't look like an elephant when he told you, but I have carefully looked at the jade lotus. If it is temporarily carved, he will definitely have nowhere to find such beautiful jade and such a brilliant sculptor. It should be Li Fuda." Hongniang calmed down and continued.

"He said... secretly transported food to the mountain tonight. Let us rest and take action. At the second update tomorrow night, he will transfer the Taiyuan militia and let us go from their defensive camp..."

"So that's it," Yang Ling shook and blurted out. He thought quickly: "Li Fuda has been using others all his life to drive others to work for him, and his temperament will never change." He held Hong Niangzi's slender waist, and his palms pressed against her round waist and flat belly. Ying'er's skin seemed to be hot. Ying'er didn't dare to move without moving. Listen to his analysis quietly.

"Whether he was assassination and military use, he decided to take the most risky and safest way: a mutiny. But I didn't expect that he would actually think of using you. Well, Jingjingyijun Town has many troops stationed, and you can't go back to Taihang from here. He must have made plans for you to take a detour to attack the nearby small pass and flee back to the mountain, right?"

"Yes, that's all he said to me. He also said that Maitreya's religion has another big plan. When I escape back to the mountain, his plan will be implemented. Then the world will be in chaos. Then I asked me to come out of the mountain as promised and cooperate with him to create the rebellion of the Ming Dynasty."

Yang Ling smiled slightly and said in thought: "I already understand that as long as you break through successfully, someone will come to report to me immediately, saying that the militia was defeated by the White Army and has now been defeated by you. The White Army is capturing a certain pass and intending to escape back to Taihang Mountain, etc.

The birds in the cage escape so easily, and I will be punished for the commander. As long as I hear the warning, I will definitely raise all the troops and horses to pursue you immediately. When all the soldiers and horses listen to my order to rush to surround you, the militia group that had already "disintegrated", even the Taiyuan Guards officers and soldiers, would descend from the sky and appear at the imperial envoy's headquarters, with the sword pointed directly at the 'Son of Heaven'."

Cui Ying'er said knowingly: "Transfer the tiger away from the mountain?"

Yang Ling's eyes flashed and nodded slightly, "No, he wanted to use your female tiger as bait to catch me, the male tiger, leaving the mountain. Unfortunately... man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. He would never have imagined that the two of us would collude together. He wanted to lure the tiger out of the mountain. I was about to lead the tiger into the cage."

Cui Ying'er's pretty face turned red and she said angrily: "What are you talking about in love? It's so ugly."

Yang Ling laughed and said, "What's wrong is wrong, it's not collusion, but you and my husband are united, invincible, fighting south and north, and achieving success in the east," said Yang Ling.

Cui Ying'er smiled and asked with concern: "Do you have a solution?"

Yang Ling nodded and said, "Don't worry, I have already conducted a detailed investigation on all the generals who have been transferred to siege you. Except for the Taiyuan Military Army and the militia of Shanxi, other generals have never had any intersection with him. They have also carefully checked the promotion history of the generals. There will definitely be no problem.

His only flaw is the unique poisonous palm that should not have become a flaw. No matter how good he is, how could he think that this news will be known to me? We are prepared and Li Fuda plunged in tomorrow, so he would not want to escape again! He wants to use you to lead us away, but now I want to use their mutiny to cover you.

"I originally wanted to transfer all the troops and say that you broke through the siege. Now... I can make good use of this opportunity. It is reasonable and natural to let you go out of the country. Although the three heroes outside the pass have no time to pay attention to the internal affairs of the Ming Dynasty, it is too dangerous for you to go out alone and hang out in the wolves, so you still have to do it as much as possible without leaving any flaws..."

"Hmm? When did you squat on horse stance again?" Yang Ling said halfway, and found that Ying'er's lower abdomen was as hard as iron. Then she realized that she had squatted on horse stance again in her arms.

Cui Ying'er never sat together in such a kind of intimate way and was held in her arms like this. She felt like a child who had not grown up, which made her feel uncomfortable. So as long as Yang Ling didn't pay attention, she would stance and sit in her arms.

Yang Ling snorted. He pressed her waist and hips with both hands, let her sit down firmly again, and comfortably clamped her plump and round buttocks, and smiled: "Your waist-horse kung fu is really amazing. When you kidnapped me in the capital, I held my feet as if flying. At that time, I wondered, how could you have such great strength when you look at your delicate and timid body."

The Hongniang moved her lower body uncomfortably and chuckled: "You are a scholar, of course you don't understand these things about martial artists. I practice internal kung fu, so this hard qigong is not very powerful. When my fourth uncle was young, his waist and horse kung fu was the hardest. He hung three people on each of his arms and could walk a hundred steps. He practiced the ground waist and horse with one punch and it was like thunder, so his nickname was Zhen Jingang, and he was very famous in Beilu Forest."

Yang Ling mentioned that he had such kung fu in a biography about the Ten Tigers of Shaolin, Tieqiao 3. He didn't expect that the old guy Zhen Yangge could have such hard skills. Yang Ling said with a look of gratitude: "Fortunately your father asked you to practice internal kung fu. If he had practiced kung fu with Zhen Jingang, it would have been ruined."

"Uh? What to destroy?" Cui Ying'er raised her head in confusion, and her hair covered her wonderful eyes with shimmering waves. Sitting in the arms of her beloved man, the femininity was naturally revealed.

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Practice hard skills with your fourth uncle? He practiced his chest without buttocks and thin arms, and his thighs are like two buckets. How could he be as cute as Xiaoyinger now?"

Cui Ying'er laughed, patted him, and said angrily: "You are always not serious."

She sighed faintly and said, "My father is very good at kung fu, so of course I have practiced his martial arts. If the fourth uncle is more skilled in martial arts, I will definitely be a teacher. If you practice kung fu, you still think about whether your body is beautiful or not. A noble person practices kung fu just to strengthen the body, but we are for survival. If your kung fu is stronger, you will have more chances of survival. All we think about is this."

Yang Ling felt something deeply touched and couldn't help but gently hug her shoulders and didn't say anything. Cui Ying'er felt his warmth, relaxed her body, and snuggled backwards softly in his arms, enjoying this kind of tenderness. The hearts of the two of them suddenly became much closer. Without affection or love, it turned out that they were hugging each other like this, which made people so moved.

The Hongniang's heart has never experienced this wonderful feeling. The heart is like a butterfly that has just emerged from the cocoon, carefully feeling the fresh world that has never been seen before, the breeze, the fragrance of flowers, the feeling of flying...

In terms of love, men are a bit vulgar, women like to feel romantically, while men appreciate their wonderful body. Cui Ying'er is rippling in the ocean of love, and Yang Ling suddenly presses her ear and says sneakily: "Ying'er".

"Um?"

"No matter what, your waist horse skills are first-class. That... you must be fast and steady when squatting, right?"

"Um??"

Yang Ling whispered to her ears. When the Hongmao heard this, she laughed "eat" first, then turned around and hugged his neck, buried her face in his arms and twisted her body unsteadily: "I don't listen, I don't listen, I'm so embarrassed. You can think of any tricks, but I won't..."

Her back suddenly arched nervously and said tremblingly: "What...what happened?"

However, Yang Ling slapped hard and smiled, "Look at you, you are scared. There are too many things to deal with today. I'll let you go first."

Cui Ying'er breathed a sigh of relief, but then she was a little disappointed. Women's liking for right and wrong is also beyond the reach of men.

"Ying'er, you hurry back to the mountain immediately. Tonight, I will accept the food he sent first. I will arrange to dispatch the army immediately and take measures to respond. I will send you a detailed plan tomorrow. Regarding how to use Li Fuda to get out of seclusion. I will think about it carefully tonight and tell you to listen to it tomorrow."

"Yeah!" Cui Ying'er snorted, buried her head in his arms, and whispered, "My...there are many uncles who know about us now. I think this is good. Otherwise, they always have a lot of complaints about the court, and they love me very much. After going out of the frontier, the uncles can do their best. But... it's not convenient for you to make it public? I heard... I have to be beheaded when recruiting a wife in front of the formation."

"I want to behead my wife before the formation? What is the rule?" Yang Ling was a little puzzled. Then she realized that she might have heard from some plain novels spoken by storytellers.

Yang Ling smiled disapprovingly and said, "Haha, our Yang family has always been like this. In the Song Dynasty, Yang Zongbao also recruited his wife in front of the formation. He recruited Mu Guiying, the young leader of Mu Ke Village, and almost killed his head. Miss Mu broke into the Heavenly Gate Formation and made extraordinary achievements, and this crime became successful. If you go out to the frontier and make great contributions, my head will definitely be stable."

"Well! Those Tartars. I'm really not vague about them, so you'll be relieved."

"By the way, Mu Guiying made great contributions. The Emperor of the Song Dynasty has granted her the title of Huntian Marquis. What kind of Marquis will you grant in the future?"

A smile appeared on the face of the Hongniang and said softly: "I don't care about the officials of the court, I'm just doing things for you. Besides, it's not so easy for the Ming Dynasty to be granted a marquis land. Besides, I'm still a woman."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "If you can be granted a marquis, you will definitely be granted a marquis. I have seen the signs of being granted a marquis."
To be continued...