Zhang Qing (Gardener) - Meeting Wu Song

Meeting Wu Song

Lu Zhishen passes by Cross Slope after seeing Lin Chong safely to Cangzhou and he stops at the tavern for a rest. He is served with drugged wine by Sun Erniang and becomes unconscious. Zhang Qing returns home and he saves Lu Zhishen from his grisly fate. They become sworn brothers.

In a later chapter, Wu Song passes by Cross Slope on his way to exile in Mengzhou and he stops at the tavern for a break. The unsuspecting guards are knocked out after drinking the drugged wine. Wu Song is more wary and he sees through Sun Erniang's designs. He pretends to be unconscious as well. He awakes and attacks Sun Erniang when she is about to kill him. Wu Song defeats Sun Erniang in a fight easily. Just then, Zhang Qing returns home and he stops the fight. Zhang Qing and Sun Erniang apologise to Wu Song and Zhang becomes sworn brothers with Wu as well.

Wu Song flees from Mengzhou after killing Jiang Zhong and Inspector Zhang. He reaches the tavern at Cross Slope and receive help from Zhang Qing and Sun Erniang. They disguise him as a travelling monk and recommend him to join the outlaw band on Mount Twin Dragons. The couple join them later. They follow the outlaws back to Liangshan Marsh after the great battle at Qingzhou (in present-day Shandong).

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