Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"Hmm... Regarding the issue of A, Lord He, perhaps we can have a proper discussion."

Ren Yuan understood; He Tao was somewhat useful.

At least, he's someone who buys goods.

He gladly accepted the leather and paper armor that the Jeju army brought this time.

"Talk! We absolutely must talk!"

He Tao nodded vigorously, realizing for the first time how kind his distant relative was.

"Well then, Lord He, you'll stay at my stronghold for a while and deliver a message to your relative: bring me a thousand iron armors, two thousand paper armors, and three thousand leather armors. Can you do that?"

"Six, six, six thousand pieces?"

He Tao's tongue was a little tied.

"What? Six six six? That's 18,000 pieces, right? I didn't want that many, just 6,000. Of course, if you're willing to give me 18,000 pieces, I'm fine with that too."

Ren Yuan found it somewhat amusing.

“This, Chief Ren, this number, there is, a little bit.”

He Tao wanted to slap himself; his stutter was almost as bad as 18,000.

"What? Your life, Lord He, is not worth six thousand suits of armor? Or are you not being sincere? Are you playing me for a fool?"

"No, no, no, six thousand is no problem! Six thousand it is! No more than that!"

He Tao was also afraid that Ren Yuan would increase the quantity. Six thousand pieces of armor were already a lot, and he wouldn't be able to take out any more.

"Alright, then you can leave Liangshan when you have six thousand pieces of armor. Take me aside."

Ren Yuan gestured to take He Tao aside first; this guy is now the supplier of armor for Liangshan, and he can't just disappear like this.

"What about that chieftain? What about me?"

At this point, Song Jiang couldn't help but speak up as well.

"you?"

Ren Yuan looked at Song Jiang, unsure of what to say for a moment.

Who gave you the nerve to ask me to spare you?

"Song Jiang, Lord He can provide armor for Liangshan, what about you?"

"My family is quite wealthy..."

Song Jiang was somewhat speechless.

"You scoundrel! Who do you think we Liangshan are? We only fight evildoers! Are you implying that we've set our sights on your wealth and that's why we've arrested you?"

Since Wen Huanzhang came to the mountain, Mi Sheng's level of education has improved significantly, to say the least.

Now, people can say such long and reasonable things?

"Song Jiang, my brother also said he doesn't want your money, so what else do you have?"

Ren Yuan stared at Song Jiang, wanting to see what else he would say.

“I have some reputation in the martial arts world. If the chieftain kills me, it will be harmful to Liangshan.”

"Oh? Timely Rain? That sounds impressive, but the problem is, your title of Timely Rain doesn't carry any weight here at Liangshan."

Ren Yuan had absolutely no interest in Song Jiang's name.

Moreover, on Liangshan Mountain, everyone really didn't have a good impression of Song Jiang.

Everyone knows about the Xixi Village incident. Although Song Jiang didn't directly intervene, he did a lot behind the scenes; otherwise, he wouldn't have made so much money.

If he can't make money, how can he be so generous? Based on his salary as a clerk?

Or is it based on his family fortune?

Do you think everyone is like Chai Jin, relying solely on family wealth?

Song Jiang was in a dilemma. If he didn't want money or fame, what else could he do?

Sigh, never mind. A true man can bend and stretch. Ren Yuan, you win this round!

Song Jiang thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and continued:

"I... I can be an inside agent for the chieftain! Does the chieftain want to attack Yuncheng? I can be an inside agent!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

What did you say

Say it again?

"Brother Gongming! What are you saying?"

Lei Heng was dumbfounded. This shouldn't be happening; Brother Gongming wouldn't do this.

"Gongming!"

Zhu Tong was also shocked.

When Song Jiang saw the appearance of these two people, his heart tightened.

I can't let them misunderstand me.

He could only give the two of them a subtle look, hoping they would understand.

I'm not trying to defect to the enemy; I'm just temporarily playing along with them!

"You want to be an inside man?"

Ren Yuan found it somewhat absurd, "Song Jiang, aren't you utterly loyal to the Song Dynasty?"

You're trying to pull this on me?

"Yes, Chief Ren, I know the situation in Yuncheng like the back of my hand. I'm sure I'm perfectly capable of being your inside man!"

Song Jiang lowered his head, not wanting Ren Yuan to see his expression.

He felt that with his acting skills, Ren Yuan should believe him.

Well, I have to say, in terms of acting in the Water Margin world, Song Jiang and the now-deceased Zhang Qing are truly the pinnacle.

They are truly capable of making others believe what they say.

"Brother Gongming! You're confused! Ren Yuan, release my brother Gongming, and I'll stay and serve you, okay?"

Lei Heng didn't understand Song Jiang's code and was heartbroken. He decided to exchange himself for Song Jiang.

"Lei Heng!"

Song Jiang was somewhat surprised, but he still stopped Lei Heng.

"Shut up, don't talk."

“Hey, Clerk Song, I think Chief Lei’s words are more credible than yours.”

"How about this, you leave Captains Lei Heng and Zhu Tong here, and I won't need you as an inside man. I'll let you go back. What do you think?"

Song Jiang suddenly looked up.

Wait a minute, Ren Yuan, what did you say?

A gentleman's word is as good as his bond!

"Chief Ren, are you serious?"

"Of course, in my opinion, the two captains are much more useful than you. Leave them behind and you can go."

Ren Yuan really didn't have any feelings for Song Jiang.

The reason I said that was just to annoy him and see how he would react.

"This, this, this isn't quite right, they're all captains of Yuncheng..."

"Just say that both of them died in battle, and that you risked your life to escape back, then you can shift the blame for the defeat onto them, just like you planned to do to Qin Ming. Wouldn't that be better?"

Ren Yuan smiled, his tone like that of a creepy uncle trying to trick a child with a lollipop.

Huh, is it possible to do it like that?

Song Jiang glanced at Zhu Tong and Lei Heng and suddenly realized that he might have been a bit conservative before.

Yes, that's a good method!

It's a pity that I've invested so much in these two people over the years.

"This... I... can I think about it some more..."

Song Jiang was very happy, but on the surface, he still had to hesitate for a while.

I can't just agree right away; that would make me seem too heartless.

"You bastard! Don't go too far! If you keep dawdling, I'll chop you up with an axe!"

Mi Sheng thought this short, dark man was incredibly long-winded, and thought he might as well just chop him up with an axe.

"Gongming, you should go now. Remember to take care of my family."

Zhu Tong closed his eyes. He could tell that he couldn't leave today, so it would be a good thing to do so for Song Jiang.

Lei Heng had absolutely no idea what was going on.

Why did my brother Gongming suddenly become an inside agent?

Why did her brother Gongming suddenly abandon her?

"Brothers Zhu Tong and Lei Heng, don't worry! You died in battle! I will take good care of your families!"

Without hesitation, Song Jiang bowed to Zhu Tong and Lei Heng, then quickly mounted his horse! He spurred the horse and galloped towards the main road!

As for Zhu Tong and Lei Heng's life or death, bah! They've already "died" at the hands of the Liangshan bandits! What does it have to do with him?

At worst, I can go back, have a good cry, and then give their family some money. That will be enough!

"Brother, are we just going to let him go like this? This guy is willing to risk his brother's life for his own sake."

Bian Xiang watched Song Jiang's fleeing figure with great disdain.

"Of course it's not that simple."

Ren Yuan picked up his iron-rimmed bow, nocked an arrow, and aimed at Song Jiang's...buttocks.

"It is indeed unreasonable that two captains died in battle while a clerk returned unharmed."

"Since we escaped at the cost of our lives, how could we not leave any traces?"

"Whoosh!"

The long arrow whistled through the air, drawing a beautiful arc before striking that spot squarely!

"what!"

Song Jiang cried out in pain. The sharp pain in his buttocks almost made him fall off his horse, but his strong will to survive made him hold on to the horse's neck tightly!

You must live!

Only by living can revenge be taken!

Even if,

Chrysanthemums wither, leaving only scars on the ground!