Chapter 381: Profound Burial!
"Come on, Dumb, eat the eggs."
Before the dinner table, Juggernaut delivered the eggs he had just peeled to Dug's bowl.
"Um."
Liu Dahu nodded, and ate the eggs obediently, while also picking up the porridge and pickles.
The Juggernaut also peeled an egg and ate it bite by bite. At the same time, he pointed to the porridge bowl in front of him and said to the woman:
"Don't make porridge in the morning. Dumb is growing up, so eat more good food. After you get off work tonight, go to the general's shop and ask for some goat milk for Dahu Tigers drink it in the morning."
Before the woman could speak, the old woman who was drinking porridge beside her said dissatisfiedly:
"It's good to drink porridge, and goat's milk is so expensive, it's not fun to live like this."
The Juggernaut smiled and said:
"But the child is growing up, so he has to eat something good, so that he can grow up strong and get sick less."
"Why is the porridge so bad, how fragrant it is, uncle, you have never experienced a famine. During the disaster, even the bark of the tree was gnawed off. If you have a mouthful of porridge, it is really fragrant.
Besides, the goat's milk has such a strong fishy smell, what's there to drink. "
The Juggernaut shook his head, he was very persistent in this matter.
He is a swordsman and has practiced martial arts since childhood.
As the saying goes, poor culture and rich military.
If a martial artist wants to be cultivated, he must first eat well. Ordinary families can't afford this kind of training, and they can't afford to support them at all. He happened to meet his master when he was young, otherwise, even if he practiced martial arts in the future, it would be difficult for him to achieve such a great achievement even if his body is weak.
In this era, Jianghu warriors are often injured, so they actually know a little bit about some pharmacology.
In future generations, in fact, it can really be called half a nutritionist and half a pharmacist.
"Just make porridge, put more meat and eggs into it and boil it together, fish fillets are also fine, don't cook this kind of plain porridge anymore.
As for goat milk, you have to drink it. Looking at the savages on the snow field, their lives are not much better than ours, but their bodies are not small. "
"Uncle, if we live according to the life you said, wouldn't our family..."
The Juggernaut put down his chopsticks,
Shen Sheng said:
"listen to me."
The old woman shut up immediately.
After all, he is the only adult man in the family, even if his body is weak now, his words still carry weight.
The woman also nodded and said:
"Got it, I'll go shopping after work."
"Well, don't be afraid to spend money. When I get better, I can still be on duty. I won't starve our family."
"There is enough money in the family." Women also have money to work by themselves.
The old woman curled her lips and continued to pick and pull the porridge bowl, eating loudly on purpose and smashing her mouth.
She really can't understand how this paralyzed uncle lives with such extravagance,
But it happens that they are offering food and drink to their own grandchildren,
She really couldn't continue to be serious.
No matter what, she could tell that this new uncle was sincerely treating her grandson well.
The whole family ate breakfast,
The old woman cleaned up the dishes,
Women have to go to work,
Juggernaut leaned on crutches and took Liu Dahu to the school.
Liu Dahu's books and pens and ink were placed in a small cloth pocket, and the Juggernaut insisted on carrying it by himself, so Liu Dahu supported Juggernaut's hand and walked with him.
Rather than saying that the stepfather is sending the child to school, it is better to say that the child is accompanying the stepfather to school.
On the way, Liu Dahu met many classmates. Someone saw Liu Dahu's father like this, and couldn't help shouting in a slightly joking tone:
"Dahu, this is your father."
Liu Dahu always sticks out his chest,
shouted:
"Yes, it's my father!"
He doesn't have the slightest inferiority complex of his father who walks tremblingly on crutches and is a cripple.
After sending it to the gate of the school, Liu Dahu took his cloth pocket from the sword master and bowed to the sword master to the end:
"Father, the child has gone to school."
"Okay, listen to what you have to say, sir."
"Yes, father."
Watching Liu Dahu run into the school, the Juggernaut had a satisfied smile on his face, turned around, continued to lean on crutches, and prepared to go back.
Who knew, when he turned around, he saw Uncle Zheng in a suit.
What Uncle Zheng was wearing was not a fanyi, but a sweater that Siniang had woven for him before, but because he wore a hat that could cover his face, so Uncle Zheng wore this outfit when he wanted to go out for a walk on weekdays.
After all, it's cool to be surrounded by crowds and cheers wherever you go, at first, but as time goes on and the number of times increases, I want a kind of quietness even more.
"Hey, isn't it a coincidence." Zheng Fan laughed.
The Juggernaut nodded and said, "It's a coincidence."
"Have you eaten?"
"I ate, what about you?"
"I haven't yet, wait for me, I'll go buy two pancakes."
All the shops in Xueguan are actually the property of the Earl's Mansion, and this has inherited the old system in Shengle City.
After buying two mutton cakes, Zheng Fan came back and said to the Juggernaut while eating:
"Send you back?"
The Juggernaut shook his head and said, "I want to go out for a stroll, but I've been staying in the city, and I'm a little breathless."
"But your body?"
"It's also okay to stroll around the corner, as long as you go out of the city gate."
"become."
Zheng Fan walked slowly with the Juggernaut. The Juggernaut stopped and went, and needed to rest from time to time. Zheng Fan didn't reach out to help him.
After walking for a while, he finally walked out of the city gate.
Outside, there is a bustling large-scale construction site.
The Juggernaut was tired and sat down on a stone pier outside the city gate.
Zheng Fan sat next to him, pursed his lips, his mouth was a little dry, and the mutton cake was a bit salty.
"These dwellings are built outside the city, what if an enemy attacks the city?" the Sword Master asked.
"There is a saying that defends against the enemy outside the gate of the country."
"After all, he is much more proud than before. He is worthy of being an uncle."
"That's not true."
Just in front of where Zheng Fan and Juggernaut sat was a large living area with many tents set up.
There are basically female workers in charge of washing clothes and cooking, and there are some old people and children among them, bustling with each other.
"Actually, quite a few people can live in the city," said the Sword Master.
Snow Customs is big, really big, and can accommodate a lot of people.
"There has to be some distinction."
"Once upon a time, remember you told me that all people are created equal."
"Yes, but here I am, and I don't distinguish between Yan people, Jin people, and barbarians. They are already very equal. Military members can live in the city."
"Where are the women?"
"If they marry soldiers, they can also live in the city."
"A little fussy."
"This has to go back to what you said earlier about defending the enemy from outside the country's gate. It's okay to have a snowfield to the north, and there is a city wall to guard it. In the future, you will guard the north gate;
But this south,
To be honest,
In my imagination,
Without 30,000 iron cavalry, no, without more than 50,000 iron cavalry, it is impossible to defend against the enemy. "
"That's a lot worse."
"There is a lot of difference, but the family background, just slowly accumulate."
At this moment, a group of cavalry rode out from the gate of Xueguan City, led by Jin Shuke.
As soon as the officers and soldiers came out, the people outside the city retreated immediately.
Because Zheng Fan and the Juggernaut sat in a relatively remote place, Jin Shu didn't notice this place. He has military affairs on his body now, and he doesn't care about him.
"It can be seen that he is doing well." The Juggernaut said with emotion.
Jinshuke was recommended to Zheng Fan by him.
"It's a talent."
Whether in war or in life, this barbarian man showed a talent and delicacy beyond ordinary people.
Sometimes, when looking at Jin Shuke, Zheng Fan has the feeling that he is looking in the mirror. In many places, Jin Shuke is somewhat similar to himself.
Except, not as good-looking as myself.
After all, the appearance of the barbarians does not conform to the general aesthetics of the people of Xia.
"The eldest prince married the princess of the barbarian king and sent a tribe with a population of nearly 30,000 people as a dowry. That tribe is very close to our place.
It was I who asked Jin Shuke to lead the army to respond. "
"Then it looks like Uncle Zheng will have a lot more troops under his command?"
"Ten thousand barbarian cavalry."
Zheng Fan raised a finger and said proudly.
"Yo, that's really nice."
"Actually, I quite like using barbarian soldiers. They have fewer thoughts, and in a foreign country, they are more likely to work hard."
"No, you like all the soldiers except the Yan soldiers. If you don't care that this is the land of Jin, or that the savages just slaughtered so many Jin people, you want even the savage soldiers."
"You saw it."
"It's you who didn't cover up."
"Okay, I'll review."
"Alchemy, this person's luck has risen. Sometimes, life is like this. When you seize the opportunity, it rises.
Of course, some people have real skills, and they can get up with their own skills. "
"Are you talking about yourself?"
Relying on a sword to turn over and get rid of the identity of the descendant of the Yu family, his influence even surpassed that of the Jinhuang who had long been reduced to a puppet.
"I mean him."
"It's different, in this world, there are really not many people who can break through the shackles with a sword and fly like you.
Let’s just talk about this alchemy. If it weren’t for you guarding the city gate at the east gate, I wouldn’t have noticed him, and if you hadn’t recommended him, I wouldn’t have promoted him to be commander in the first place.
It is very likely that he died in a certain conflict, or died in a scout fight.
It is gold, and it will always shine. It is true, but there are too many survivors' deviations in it. "
"Survivor bias?"
Obviously, the Juggernaut couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence for a while, but when he tasted it carefully, it really had such a taste.
"Snapped!"
at this time,
There was a crackling sound.
An old man was sitting on an ox cart. Beside the old man were several small wine jars. In front of the ox cart, a wine jar had just been smashed. There was no wine overflowing inside, so it should be empty.
After smashing the wine jar,
Two women ran over to the laundry place.
Both women's clothes are patched, one is older, he can still see the beauty of his youth, even now, he still has a lot of charm, presumably he should be the old man's concubine.
A young man, although she was dressed in plain clothes, was undeniably pretty, and she should be the old man's daughter.
The old man's clothes are sloppy, but he can tell that he used to be luxurious. He should have been from a well-to-do family, but the family was broken because of the war, and his wife and daughter had to rely on working for the Earl's Mansion to support the family.
The blind man and Siniang migrated here with the people of Shengle. They absorbed a lot of refugees along the way, and finally grew like a snowball. Now the people who migrated from inside and outside the Snow Customs originally belonged to Shengle City, but only a small part.
The old man smashed the wine jar, and it just shattered on the official road coming out of the city gate. The wife and daughter immediately squatted on the ground and started to clean it up.
Fortunately, the officers and soldiers had already left the city. If they smashed the wine jar just when the cavalry came out of the city, they would be arrested and charged with misconduct!
In order to maintain a stable situation, the Earl's Mansion has always had zero tolerance for those who dare to provoke troubles.
The young ones were sent to the Laofu camp with the wildling slaves, and the old ones, who were useless but wanted to be demons, were shot directly to save food from being wasted.
The punishment is cruel, but it also ensures the peace and stability of such a large "construction site".
"Hahaha!"
The old man opened another jar of wine on the bullock cart, holding it with both hands, but he couldn't move it. He could only move his mouth to it, took a big gulp, kicked his legs, and shouted:
"Hahaha, I think back then, when the Marquis of Jin opened the frontier, expelled the wilderness and established the country, what a scene it was, and now, on the majestic Jinxiong Pass, there is actually the black dragon flag of the Yan people!
Here, but the land of Jin, is the place where my people of the three Jins thrived, but it was trampled by the horseshoes of the Yan people!
Forefathers above all,
The heroes of the ancestors are above,
You, you, you, and me, when we die, what face will we have to see them? "
The old man seemed to be drunk, and started drinking madly, and began to shout these rebellious words.
The Juggernaut sitting next to Zheng Fan sighed when he heard the words.
Zheng Fan didn't take it seriously, at his level, he wouldn't be angry with an old man who was drunk and talking nonsense.
Besides, there is still Master Juggernaut sitting beside me, so I have to save some face for others no matter what.
"I saw tents being made over there before, but when I asked, I found out that even the barbarians from the desert are moving here, hahahahaha!"
The old man continued to laugh,
Then he lowered his head and took another sip of wine,
shouted:
"What the hell happened to my land of the Three Jins? The Yan people are here, Saye! The savages are here, Saye! Now even the barbarians are coming to stand on top of our Jin people to shit and piss!"
At this time, his concubine got up and supported the old man, as if telling him not to talk anymore.
These words are truly frightening.
Who knew that the old man pushed his concubine away,
continued to shout:
"There's nothing you dare not say, and there's nothing you can't say!
I want to say,
I just want to say!
Thinking of me in the Great Jin Dynasty, Zeng Wu had Situ's family guarding the second pass in the south of Xuehai Town, and rejected the savages in the north and Yu Chunu in the south!
Thinking of me in Jin Dynasty, Zeng Wenyou heard that someone started a school and advocated a style of writing, so that scholars in Jin Dynasty no longer have to envy Qian Guo's youth in Beijing!
Thinking of my Da Jin, the merchants have Helian’s cavalry running across the world, connecting the north and the south, and the merchants in Jin are connected from east to west. It is not convenient for businessmen from other countries to do business without learning a local dialect of Jin.
Thinking of me, Da Jin, there was a sword master who flew out with a sword..."
When it comes to Juggernaut,
The old man stopped.
Zheng Fan paid special attention to the expression of the Juggernaut beside him, and found that the Juggernaut didn't have the expression of "you tell me I want to hear it very much" on his face, but just smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Helianwen's family was exterminated, their business name was completely destroyed, and their cultural context was completely severed; the emperor of Jin moved to Yanjing, and the ancestral temple, Sheji, and the place where the ancestors worshipped were looted by the Yan people!
Situ's family became Prince Cheng, and became a swallow dog;
It's that Lord Sword Saint..."
When the old man said this, he stopped talking again, with tears in his eyes.
Obviously, he was very conflicted about Juggernaut's evaluation.
at last,
The old man let out a long sigh:
"After all, the sword master is a man in the rivers and lakes. Although he was reduced to a pawn of the Yan army, he eventually seized the door in Fengxin City and killed Situ Yi and Situ Jiong, two savage lackeys!
In front of Xueguan, he cut off thousands of riders with one sword, and buried all those savages who suffered thousands of swords here!
He is just a quack, he has done this, the old man can only respect him! "
The sword master closed his eyes when he heard the words.
Zheng Fan leaned back slightly.
At this time, a group of soldiers came to the gate of the city, and the leader was a school lieutenant named Xu Youcheng.
This person, Zheng Fan, still remembered, should have been a descendant of Jin.
"What are you talking nonsense here, you don't know how much you weigh after drinking some horse urine, do you?"
Xu Youcheng cursed.
The old man's wife and daughter immediately went up to Xu Youcheng to apologize for the old man.
Who knew that the old man pointed at Xu Youcheng with a smile and scolded:
"A film in Jin dialect, but wearing the armor of the Yan people, under the banner of the Yan people, you have forgotten your ancestors!"
"you!"
In a rage, Xu Youcheng drew out his knife directly.
As the Second Devil, I hate others calling me Second Devil the most.
"Please, General, please get around my master, my master is drunk, he is drunk, I will take him away, take him away."
The concubine knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
The daughter also hugged Xu Youcheng's leg, for fear that Xu Youcheng would come forward and kill someone.
These days, they have seen a lot of people who were beheaded for trying to cause trouble and incitement.
"Please fuck, why are you begging him!"
The old man continued to shout:
"Come on, little thief, come and kill me. The old man's surname is Yu, and the old man is the great patriarch of the contemporary Yu family. Come and kill me, kill me!"
Da Zongzheng?
This is equivalent to the patriarch of the Yu clan, the ancestor of the Sword Saint.
Zheng Fan immediately looked at the Juggernaut and asked:
"you do not know?"
Because the Juggernaut is also surnamed Yu.
The Sword Master shook his head and said: "I don't know him, there are too many children of the Yu family, my family has been in decline since I was a child, and I have long been unable to enter the Zong Zhengfu, so I don't know him.
However, what he should have said is true, because when Emperor Jin moved to Yanjing, I heard that a group of Yu clan did not choose to accompany Emperor Jin to Yanjing. "
The Juggernaut said he didn't know this old man, Zheng Fan believed it, because there were too many people with the surname Yu, and the Juggernaut and his younger brother were from very poor backgrounds back then, they were national surnames in name, but they were no different from ordinary people. Jinhuang's treatment is also very poor, it's just a place in Gyeonggi.
Moreover, the Juggernaut himself was hostile to the Emperor Jin, and he was not proud of his surname Yu, but ashamed of it. After becoming famous, he would disdain to play with those members of the Yu family.
Therefore, this old man should be one of the few nobles of the Yu family who refused to go to Yanjing with the Emperor Jin. The meaning of death is not eating Zhou millet.
"What's wrong with Zongzheng? The Jin Kingdom is gone, and the Yu family has gone to Yanjing. What are you talking about here!"
Xu Youcheng roared angrily.
However, he roared back, but he didn't really take the knife to slash, because he knew that the identity of the person in front of him might not be that important, but if he handled it arbitrarily, it might cause trouble to his superiors, or it wasn't trouble, but it was It is unnecessary for him, Xu Youcheng, to make the boss feel unhappy and frown slightly.
The wife and daughter are still begging, knelt and kowtowed;
But the old man still went his own way,
continued to shout:
"I am a son of the third Jin Dynasty, and I am a minion for the tiger. I think back then, where did the prestige of the knights of the third Jin Dynasty go!
You must know that your ancestors were all heroes who followed the Marquis of Jin to expel the savages! "
"If it wasn't for the people of Yan, if it wasn't for the Marquis of Jingnan, if it wasn't for us Uncle Hirano, this place would still be a pasture where savages ravage. How can you curse the street here!"
Xu Youcheng retorted.
In any case, the Yan people helped the Jin people drive out the savages.
It has to be said that after witnessing the powerful destructive power of the savages and their terror and poison to the local area, these soldiers from the Jin region really had a much better impression of the Yan people.
And this kind of goodwill is not only limited to the soldiers, the people of the Three Jin Dynasties also breathed a sigh of relief.
To put it bluntly, Yan people and Jin people are not like savages and barbarians. There is a difference in appearance, except for some differences in dialect.
Therefore, whoever can protect himself in front of the foreign invaders will often gain favor.
Xu Youcheng continued to roar:
"I was the one who guarded the Snow Customs, and now I heard that a group of barbarians are coming, but most of the people who guarded the Snow Customs that day were soldiers from Jin Dynasty!
You say that we have forgotten all the classics, but I, Xu Youcheng, and the sons and daughters of Jin under my command will never bow to the savages. Who has not been stained with the blood of savages on our knives? "
"Hehe, the savages are wolves, and the Yan people are tigers. Who can be better than the other?" The old man snorted coldly.
"You ignorant old bastard!"
Xu Youcheng directly kicked away the old man's wife and daughter who were hugging his legs,
Shouting to myself left and right:
"Arrest them all to me and hand them over to the Earl's Mansion!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
At this time,
The Juggernaut sitting next to Zheng Fan said:
"Let him spare his life."
The Juggernaut interceded.
Zheng Fan stood up.
The Juggernaut knew clearly that it was nothing to plead with Zheng Fan for a drunken old man, because Zheng Fan would not care about such trivial matters.
It may be disrespectful to the people who work below, but to this Uncle Hirano, it is a joy.
But he still spoke up, and Zheng Fan immediately gave him face.
The Juggernaut knew that every request he made would become a favor owed to Zheng Fan, and he had to pay it back.
This Uncle Hirano is also very aware of this, so there is no need to bargain at all.
Zheng Fan walked over and said:
"stop."
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the man in fan clothes.
Zheng Fan took off the sweater hat, revealing his face.
Xu Youcheng was taken aback for a moment, then knelt down:
"At the end, I will see Uncle Hirano!"
The soldiers beside Xu Youcheng also knelt down immediately:
"See Uncle Hirano!"
Uncle Hirano?
The surrounding people, whether they were watching the excitement or doing business, all knelt down towards Zheng Fan one by one.
In the boundary of Xuehaiguan, it is no exaggeration to say that Uncle Hirano is the sky here.
The old man's wife and daughter immediately knelt down to Zheng Fan, trembling.
The old man sitting on the bullock cart squinted at Zheng Fan, then lowered his head and continued to drink.
Zheng Fan walked to the bullock cart and said:
"Shall I prepare some appetizers for the old man? Drinking on an empty stomach will hurt your health."
"Tch, why don't you cry like a cat and pretend to be merciful?"
"presumptuous!"
Xu Youcheng shouted.
Zheng Fan raised his hand, signaling to be safe and not to be impatient.
The old man smiled,
road:
"What's the matter, forgive me?"
The tone of this speech is really flattering.
Zheng Fan also nodded sincerely, saying:
"Ben can tolerate an old man's drunken talk."
The old man patted the wine jar and said:
"Yes, yes, it looks like that, but I still want to scold you, Yangou, Yangou, Yangou!"
Zheng Fan sighed, he was not angry at being scolded.
He just pointed to his wife and daughter kneeling on the ground and said:
"You are old, but you should think more about your family."
"Ah."
The old man squinted his eyes, looked at Zheng Fan,
road:
"Don't think that Jin people are all greedy for life and afraid of death."
Zheng Fan suddenly didn't want to chat anymore, he turned around and said to Xu Youcheng:
"Arrange this family to live in the city."
"Yes, uncle."
Hearing this arrangement, the old man smashed the half-drunk wine jar on the ground, pointed at Zheng Fan and cursed with a smile:
"You Yangou, you have a certain pattern, not bad, not bad, you are worthy of being Uncle Hirano who can bury a hundred thousand savages."
Zheng Fan turned his head, looked at the old man, pointed to his face, and said:
"Are you complimenting me?"
"The old man has always believed that a true Jin person should distinguish between public and private, at least one must have the pride of being equal to one another!
You Yan people took my territory, moved my ancestral temple, and destroyed my community. This is a great hatred!
You Yanren expelled the savages, Jingnan Hou and you Uncle Pingye wiped out more than a hundred thousand savages, even here, the old man also saw tens of thousands of savage slaves working as laborers, living a life not as good as pigs and dogs;
You avenged the people of Jin who killed me by the savages, this is grace!
Revenge, I remember, I hate that the old man is old and can no longer lift a knife. In this life, he will not be able to repay him, relying on the next generation..."
The old man glanced across the faces of Xu Youcheng and the others, and snorted coldly:
"Oh, the next generation probably won't make it either.
But yes, I have to pay it back! "
talking,
The old man pointed to his wife and daughter who were kneeling on the ground,
road;
"These two women are neither my concubines nor my daughters. The old man was wandering in the wild, but they found them, and took the initiative to bring the old man into the exile team to Xuehaiguan.
The two of them have a problem. "
As soon as I say this,
The two women kneeling on the ground suddenly raised their heads,
The older one reached directly into his waist and drew out a soft sword.
grass!
When a woman stretches her hand into her waist,
Uncle Zheng immediately thought of a possibility,
Because there is a powerful secret service in this world, its members like to wear this kind of soft sword that can be tied around the waist.
Uncle Zheng, the sixth-rank martial artist, immediately released the Qi and blood in his body without hesitation,
Back off!
Yes,
Rank-6 warriors are really not weak, even if they are thrown into the rivers and lakes, they can be regarded as small masters.
But Uncle Zheng's first reaction was to retreat,
This is his place,
It's full of soldiers loyal to him,
What can he do here?
Isn't Sun Ce's way of dying aggrieved?
Besides, Mowan was looking after the child, not by her side.
It wasn't that Mowan was slack and dereliction of duty, but Uncle Zheng just came out to have a change of taste for breakfast. He didn't expect to meet the sword master who sent his baby to school, and he didn't expect to go out of town.
so,
Due to various reasons,
Uncle Zheng, who clearly knew the opponent's intentions in advance,
back in time,
He retreated behind Xu Youcheng.
The woman's soft sword was drawn out, and when she was about to hold Uncle Hirano hostage, in the blink of an eye, Uncle Hirano ran away!
The speed is so fast that it is simply incredible!
At this time, Xu Youcheng also let out a roar, he immediately knew what he should do, and immediately stepped forward with a knife, slashing at the woman, the woman blocked it with a soft sword, but was directly bounced off by the knife edge.
This is enough to show that women's strength is really weak, and they are better than those ladies, but they are really not comparable to warriors.
Xu Youcheng slashed open the woman's soft sword, but did not take advantage of the situation to take her life. Instead, he pressed the woman's shoulder with his left hand, swept the woman with his right foot, and knocked the woman over to the ground.
That girl was also surrounded by the soldiers behind Xu Youcheng and held her with a knife!
The situation was brought under control in an instant.
It was so simple that Uncle Zheng felt a little embarrassed.
So, in order to hide this embarrassment, Uncle Zheng walked over, picked up the soft sword that fell on the ground, poured blood into it, and the soft sword straightened immediately.
Uncle Zheng grabbed the soft sword with his hand, and released the power of a sixth-rank warrior.
"Crack!"
Break the soft sword directly.
Then he threw the broken sword at his feet in disdain,
Then clap your hands deliberately and lightly.
After doing this, Uncle Zheng felt even more embarrassed.
Because breaking the soft sword gives people a very simple illusion, instead of this, it might be better to find a knife to break it.
Tsk,
Uncle Zheng was a little helpless.
Fortunately,
None of the people present cared about Uncle Zheng's embarrassment. Everyone was shocked by the sudden appearance of the assassin.
The old man sitting in the bullock cart saw this,
Laughed again,
road:
"When I was sleeping, I heard them say that I wanted to use my identity to meet Uncle Hirano here, but I don't know where they got the news that Uncle Hirano likes wives."
Zheng Fan shook his head and smiled wryly;
"Nonsense."
However, this is indeed a trick that the Silver Armor Guard likes to use.
The Silver Armored Guards seem to like to send wives to their targets. Uncle Zheng discussed with the blind man a while ago, whether he is not qualified or is too far away, why didn't he enjoy the Silver Armored Guards' wife sending policy?
Uncle Zheng was even more astonished by the blind man's answer. The blind man said that he had specially investigated Ke's identity and proved that she was indeed an innocent widow. The Lord can rest assured to stay with her.
You can't blame the blind man for being a warlord. After all, there is an example of Rhododendron. In this regard, we still need to be more careful.
After all, even though a successful man has a thousand advantages, he also has a common disadvantage, that is, he can't control his waistband.
However, what he was worried about did happen. The Silver Armored Guards did follow him and gave him benefits.
At this moment, Uncle Zheng took a few extra glances at the older woman's appearance, indeed, she looked pretty good.
At this time the old man said again:
"You Uncle Hirano has made great contributions to guarding the snow customs for Zhuxia, and you have made great contributions to avenging our Jin people. Although you are from Yan, this old man accepts your kindness. Therefore, this old man wanted to take this so-called wife and daughter together to be your soldier. The dead souls under the knife should all fulfill their reputation of loyalty and save them from loneliness on the road to Huangquan.
But since Uncle Hirano is here, and you want to pardon the old man, the old man can only tell the truth. "
Zheng Fan nodded, and said to the old man:
"I also invite Mr. Yu to go to the city to rest, and Ben Bo will host a banquet for him."
The old man raised his hand,
Directly said:
"If you are greedy for your wine, meat, wealth and honor, the old man will just say it outright, why bother accusing Sang and scolding Huai so much before?
The old man's surname is Yu, and he is the patriarch of the Yu family. This old man swears to the death that he will not be an official of your Yan people, nor will he enjoy the blessings of your Yan people!
Now, since these two people have been arrested by you, I only ask you, Uncle Hirano, one thing. "
"Speaking."
"The old man is old and frail, and he is a little afraid of pain. In this life, although Mrs. Yu is lonely, the old man has not suffered much. After all, he is a muddy waste for the rest of his life.
Now, I don't want to be greedy for your Yan people's advantage, let alone be taken care of by your Yan people. The only thing I can do is to die, so that people will not gossip about me selling my wife and daughter for glory in the future.
so,
The old man asked Uncle Hirano to send the old man on his way! "
Zheng Fan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and said:
"It's the junior's blessing to be able to send the old man on his way."
Don't call him Ben Bo, but the junior.
The old man seized the time, poured himself another big gulp of wine, and said happily:
"It is said that if you are drunk, you will not be in pain when you die, so before going to the execution ground, the executioner will give a bowl of wine to the death row prisoner. The old man drank so much today, just thinking that when he really went to death, he would not scream in pain. Come out, that would be a real embarrassment, haha.
Fortunately, you, Uncle Hirano, are also a big man, and that knife should make the thief agile. If you, Uncle Hirano, send the old man on the road, the old man will be considered a respectable walk! "
Zheng Fan reached out, took the knife from the soldier next to him, and walked to the old man.
The old man sat up straight,
shouted:
"But please, Uncle Hirano, guard the snow customs well, so that our people in the Three Jin Dynasties will not be poisoned by wild people! This old man here wishes Uncle Hirano good luck and prosperity for thousands of years!"
Zheng Fan dropped his sword,
"puff!"
The old man's head left his body, spun in the air and then fell, Zheng Fan reached out to catch it.
Zheng Fan sent the old man's head to Xu Youcheng,
Xu Youcheng reached out to hold it.
"According to Jin ceremony..."
Zheng Fan paused,
continued:
"A rich burial."
On the other side, the Juggernaut who knelt down with Daliu before in order not to look awkward, lowered his head and murmured:
"The unworthy descendant, Yu Huaping, respectfully send Zong Ye on his way."
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Recently, readers have been chatting privately with Long, so here is my response.
Seeing many readers say that I will follow wherever I go, I am really touched and grateful. It is my honor and pride to have your company and support.
"The Devil Comes", I plan to write a novel, which will be the longest of all my works. It is now 1.72 million words, but it feels like it has just begun.
In fact, rather than fighting for hegemony and necessary plot foreshadowing, I prefer to write some small characters and small supporting roles, so that everyone feels that this fictional world is more realistic, more interesting and more flavorful.
Long’s master contract was signed in 2019, five years, that is to say, there are still three and a half years of contracts. Long will work hard and be stable. Here, I will finish writing "Magic Lin". Please rest assured, I have packed my luggage and prepared The cutie who ran with me can put down the luggage first.
at last,
As an otaku author, the fat dragon in your mouth,
I also hope that every author of web articles can have the equality, respect and decency that they deserve when facing their own works.
I also hope that this world will become more and more beautiful.