By that time, not to mention taking Zhujiazhuang, even their Qingfeng Mountain army may be destroyed.
At this time, although Song Jiang was extremely reluctant, the situation in front of him forced him to leave.
So, in desperation, Song Jiang had no choice but to order everyone to return to Qingfeng Village.
Before the whole army set off, Wu Yong did not forget to remind Song Jiang.
"When the army returns to Qingfeng Mountain, it must choose those inaccessible and difficult roads."
"And every time we pass through dangerous terrain, we must first send out a small force to explore the surrounding situation."
"The army can pass only after it is determined that there is no danger."
Song Jiang admired Wu Yong's meticulous planning.
At the same time, he kept sighing, this time, if there were no variables like Gao Qiu's army, Zhujiazhuang would have become his possession sooner or later.
Inside Zhujiazhuang.
The Song Jiang army trapped outside Zhujiazhuang had just left, and Old Master Zhu and others received the news.
But while they were happy, they still had doubts about the authenticity of the news.
So several teams were sent out to find out the news.
When the news came back to support this fact, Mrs. Zhu and others put down the big stone in their hearts.
Early the next morning.
Old Master Zhu invited all the prominent people in the Zhu family village.
One is to inform them that the threats facing Zhujiazhuang have now been eliminated, so that everyone does not need to worry.
Secondly, I want to reward those who have made meritorious deeds, and by the way, I would like to commend those who have made great contributions in resisting the invasion of Qingfeng Mountain bandits.
At this time, the meeting hall of Zhujiazhuang was already filled with dozens of people.
Although Zhu Long, Zhu Biao, and Zhu Hu are the sons of Grandpa Zhu, they have put in a lot of effort and effort in this battle to defend the city.
Although he did not injure the enemy general, he killed hundreds of minions during the battle.
Therefore, in order to commend their achievements, Mrs. Zhu rewarded each of them with three hundred taels of silver.
In addition, Mrs. Zhu also rewarded Hu Sanniang with three hundred taels of silver.
The original intention was to commend her for capturing the dwarf tiger Wang Ying and the golden-haired tiger Yan Shun when they were fighting against Song Jiang's group of bandits, and congratulated them on the alliance, which greatly gained face.
Immediately afterwards, it was Wu Zhi's turn to be the one who was rewarded.
Except for Shi Qian, no one knew about giving laxatives to Sun Li and others.
Of course, that old lady Zhu didn’t know either.
Wu Zhi, on the other hand, had no intention of telling this matter.
If not for anything else, it's because his strategy is really not on the table.
He was afraid that once he spoke out, the personal image he had built in Zhujiazhuang would collapse.
The award given by Grandpa Zhu to Wu Zhi was the Heroic Volunteer Award.
Its purpose is to commend him for knowing the danger here but still leading troops to reinforce it without hesitation.
This righteousness is worthy of admiration in itself.
What was given to Wu Zhi was also three hundred taels of silver.
After Wu Zhi took the three hundred taels of silver notes, he handed the three hundred taels of silver notes to Shi Qian.
Because of this plan, without Shi Qian's help, I'm afraid Zhujiazhuang would have been defeated by Song Jiang and his gang.
Therefore, Wu Zhi believed that in this Zhujiazhuang city gate attack and defense battle, he should be the first to take the greatest credit.
When Wu Zhi handed over the newly obtained bank note to Shi Qian.
Although Shi Qian was quite surprised, the expression on his face was extremely happy.
He first rejected it symbolically twice, then put the banknote into his arms.
At this time, Qian was not only good at stealing, but he was also quite good at gambling.
Occasionally, when I am bored, I will gamble with others.
And recently, the baccarat game that Wu Zhi recommended to him and Wang Dingliu made him even more addicted.
And just a few days ago, he lost all the silver in his hand to Wang Dingliu. When he was helpless, he happened to receive this gift from Wu Zhi.
In his heart, he was naturally grateful to Wu Zhi.
At this moment, if it weren't for the wrong situation, he would have wanted to go back immediately and gamble another three hundred rounds with Wang Dingliu.
Now that this debate about merit and deeds has reached, everyone knows who should be rewarded next.
But everyone in the hall, after looking around for a week, saw no sign of that person.
I couldn't help but feel surprised and puzzled in my heart.
At this time, Mrs. Zhu, who was sitting at the head of the table, suddenly realized that there seemed to be one person missing in the meeting hall.
So he frowned and turned to look at the confidant standing beside him.
"Little Third Son, didn't I ask you to invite all the respectable people in the village a few hours ago?"
"Why didn't Luan Tingyu, the gun and stick teacher, arrive?"
"How did you do it?"
The confidant servant who was called the mistress couldn't help but frown after listening to Old Master Zhu's scolding.
"Little man, I did visit Teacher Luan when I conveyed the old lady's will."
"It's just that I didn't see him in person at that time. The attendant guarding the door told me that Teacher Luan hadn't gotten up yet because he drank too much last night."
"Then, he asked me to come back first, and he asked Teacher Luan to come to the meeting hall."
"I didn't expect this, but because of my negligence, I forgot to report it to the old lady."
"But now more than an hour has passed since then. Logically speaking, Teacher Luan should have received the news a long time ago. Why hasn't he come yet?"
As soon as the trusted servant finished speaking, Old Mrs. Zhu waved her hand towards him impatiently.
"Okay, okay, stop talking now, go and call Teacher Luan for me now."
After hearing this, the trusted servant nodded repeatedly, and then walked out of the hall in a few steps.
While everyone in the hall was silently waiting for Luan Tingyu to arrive, Wu Zhi suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
And as time gradually fermented, the ominous premonition also became stronger and stronger in Wu Zhi's heart.
"Old, old, old lady, old lady, Luan, Teacher Luan, Teacher Luan, he, he, he is missing!"
When Mrs. Zhu heard the news for the first time, her face was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes suddenly widened.
Immediately afterwards, he asked again and again with a look of disbelief: