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The plan was decided, and Boss Hu and Duke Xiang of Song discussed again, deciding not to wait until seven days before going to fight Luo Ding. Instead, taking advantage of the momentary enthusiasm of the brothers, they set off for Luo Ding now and then take action when it gets dark.

Duke Xiang of Song explained that this matter was still too dangerous after all. Although the plan was good and it was indeed feasible, whether it was successful in the end depends on luck. The brothers were encouraged at the moment, but if they woke up and thought it was not the case and some people were afraid, then this matter would probably be ruined. If everyone refused to go, even as the leader, Boss Hu would not force them to do this business of dying. If it was really a big deal, these men might have a strife.

Zhou Shixiang thought that this was true. If he had to delay it until seven days later, he would have long dreams. He was afraid that this would be a mortal in his womb, so he agreed to take action immediately.

Everyone discussed in detail how to take action after entering the city, how to respond to people outside, and how to deal with the accidents, after everything was decided, Hu Dash went out and announced his decision to the men who had been anxious. Suddenly, the men were excited and were ready to wait. The bald man who once called Zhou Shixiang a madman even sharpened his sword, fearing that he would not be able to kill the Qing soldiers 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 thoughts, they did not hinder his mood at all. In his opinion, persuading these bandits to fight Luo must be the first step. Only by solving this first step can one step be taken. If even the first step cannot be completed, then the second step will be a joke.

In order to encourage his subordinates to strive for the first place in the evening, Boss Hu specially asked someone to slaughter a sheep he had snatched down the mountain a few days ago. As a result, the men were even more happy and shouted to eat and drink to kill the Tartars. There were several jars of wine in the village, but Boss Hu never dared to take it out. He knew that his subordinates had been too trashed after drinking, and they would definitely make a mistake.

There was a problem that was slaughtering sheep here and busy making pots there. Zhou Shixiang still had to solve it first, that is, how to sneak into Luoding City - the Mongolian Tartars did not ask the Han people to pick them up!

Except for a "smart" bald man, the people of Daqiao Mountain did not have any other people. No matter how blind the Qing army of Luo Ding was, no matter how bad the warning was, it was impossible for the Han people who had not been cut into the city. The key to seizing Luo Ding was the inner responders in the city. If the inner responders could not enter the city, then this matter would be ruined. If you have good luck, you would be able to escape unscathed. If you are not lucky, you would die in Luo Ding.

Zhou Shixiang threw this issue to Duke Xiang of Song. Duke Xiang of Song was prepared and asked Zhao Sihai to come out from his house and took out four Taoist robes.

"We pretend to be Taoist priests and enter the city, and the Tartars will not doubt it." Duke Xiang of Song said with certainty, afraid that Zhou Shi would not believe it, so he specifically emphasized, "When I went to Luoding, I was dressed as Taoist priests."

Looking at these four Taoist robes with unknown amounts of dirt, Zhou Shixiang remembered that after the Qing Dynasty entered the pass and forced the Han people to pick their hair, many Han people who were unwilling to pick their hair to pretend to be Taoist priests or actors to avoid the Qing Dynasty's picking order.

"It's probably not enough to have only four Taoist robes. I mean that there must be at least ten people entering the city, more people have more power and more stability."

Sesame Li Duo Xuzhou only sent four people to disguise themselves as migrant workers carrying rivers into the city. However, that happened three hundred years ago. Zhou Shixiang didn't want to draw a tiger but failed to become a cat, so he insisted on double the number of insiders entering the city, at least ten people.

"There are only four Taoist robes, and the others cannot get into the city." Duke Xiang of Song looked embarrassed.

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

Upon hearing this, Duke Xiang of Song couldn't help rolling his eyes at him: "That's the lady's clothes, can you wear them?"

"Um..." Peng Dazhu's face turned red and he didn't dare to say anything again.

Duke Xiang of Song ignored him and turned around and asked Zhou Shixiang: "What are the ideas of Brother Zhou?"

Zhou Shixiang was also in a dilemma. After thinking about it, he had to say, "The best way is to pick your hair."

"Check your hair?" Peng Dazhu jumped high, "This is not possible. How can he get your hair and skin from his parents?"

Zhou Shi asked him instead: "If Tifa can enter the city, kill more Qing troops, seize Luoding City, and make the brothers rich, why can't Tifa can't Tifa go?"

"This..." Peng Dazhu couldn't think of how to refute, and he kept his head silent again.

Duke Xiang of Song had no psychological burden on Tifa, and Boss Hu didn't even think that there was any good way to get into the city besides Tifa, so he made a decision: "Finish, then Tifa!" His eyes swept away all his subordinates: "Who will pick first?"

However, the men avoided Boss Hu's gaze, and Peng Dazhu hid directly behind. Seeing that no one was willing to pick it up, Zhao Sihai grinned and stepped forward and said, "You don't want to pick it up, so I will do it. As long as I can wash Luo Dingcheng, it's worth it to pick me up bald!"

"Isn't it just hair? It's not that long after being plucked, I didn't say that, so my brothers also picked it!"

Seeing that Zhao Sihai stood up and was not willing to be weak, Ge Wu pulled his younger brother Ge Liu forward and asked to pick him up. Seeing this, several others stood up one after another.

There are people who are willing to quit hair, but another new problem has come. Everyone in Daqiaoshan has all kinds of things, but no one has ever been a chewing maker, so how to quit hair becomes a difficult task.

"The Tartars' braid looks like a rat's tail, and the braids have to be penetrated into copper coins. If they don't pick them up, they can tell at a glance. Instead of being recognized by the Tartars, it's better not to pick them." Peng Dazhu finally found a reason to not pick them up, and he was immediately excited.

Duke Xiang of Song also had no choice but to say to Zhou Shixiang: "Everyone can do it, but this braid is not enough. If it doesn't look like it, it will make a mistake, why don't you think about other ways?"

"Can't delay any more." Zhou Shixiang frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "Are there women in the village? Ask them to come and tie their hair, they can always do the work that the masters can't do, right?"

Upon hearing this, Duke Xiang of Song nodded and said, "This is reasonable. Women are skillful and can do it. It's okay to tie their braids."

"I'll call people!"

Ge Wu was anxious to go to Luoding to make a fortune, but he really didn't want to delay his work for a moment. He immediately rushed to the river to bring people.

After more than a dozen women who were washing clothes by the river were brought over by Ge Wu, they saw a group of bandits staring at them one by one. They were immediately scared. No one dared to move due to the usual prestige of these bandits.

Zhou Shixiang sighed secretly. He saw a familiar figure among the women. The mute girl who delivered the meal last night was hiding behind a woman who was one head taller than her. One hand firmly grasped the woman's clothes, and the other hand clenched into a small fist because she was too nervous and afraid. It seemed that she found that Zhou Shixiang was looking at him, and the little girl lowered her head lowered.

Zhou Shixiang was afraid that Ge Wu and the others would scare these women, so he came forward to tell them about the hair removal in a peaceful tone. When he heard that the bandits were about to remove their hair, the women's expression became ugly, and they seemed to think that these bandits were going to surrender to the Qing army.

Zhou Shixiang didn't explain to them, asking the bald man who was sharpened by the knife to pick his hair for Ge Wu and the others, then took out his blood-stained braid from his arms, signaling the women to see the style clearly, and then asked them to braid Zhao Sihai and the others according to the braid.

The bald man sharpened his knife so quickly. In a short while, he picked up Zhao Sihai, Ge Wu and the others' hair, leaving only a bunch of hair behind his head, looking so ugly.

Seeing that the women were still standing stupidly, Ge Wu scolded, "Why don't you hurry up and start, whoever wants to make a comedy is not like me, I can't beat her to death!"

Hearing this, the women rushed forward and started to braid their hair. The little mute also stood behind Zhao Sihai tremblingly, carefully braiding his hair.

Zhou Shixiang looked at him for a while and then turned around and left. Not far away, several men were cutting the slaughtered and washed mutton into a big pot. When they saw Zhou Shixiang coming, they all grinned at him, showing that they had already regarded Zhou Shi as their own person.

The fire burned under the iron pot was very strong. After the women braided their braids, the aroma of the mutton in the pot had dissipated and the meat was stewed so hard that it made people drool.

After checking those braids, Duke Xiang of Song came over with Zhou Shixiang's braid. Seeing Zhou Shixiang staring at the women, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "Brother Zhou must also know that these women were stolen, so he is afraid that they will be pitiful."

Zhou Shixiang didn't say anything, but his expression on his face was accustomed. After a long time, he spoke: "We are going to Luoding, and I don't know if it's successful. If we unfortunately fail, what should these women do?"

Duke Xiang of Song did not answer, but only looked at the women silently. The two stood indifferently for a while until Boss Hu came to invite them to eat mutton.

Everyone in Daqiaoshan was surrounded by the pot now, constantly picking Zhao Sihai, Ge Wu and others joking, and burst into laughter from time to time. The women and the little mute stood far away and did not dare to get close. Although there was no expression on their faces, their throats were trembling slightly without exception.

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

Boss Hu laughed when he heard this. He knew 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 did not swear his face and let him go.

After Zhou Shixiang thanked him again, he held the bowl of some hot mutton and put the bowl in her hand under the other party's confusing and surprised gaze.

The little girl was already stunned by Zhou Shixiang's actions. She stared at the mutton in the bowl in a daze, feeling indescribable sorrow. When she wanted to express her gratitude to Zhou Shixiang, she found that the other party had turned around and left.

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