The evening wind in the north, carrying a biting chill, is like knives, carving the entire land randomly and messily;
Like those third-rate sculptors who call themselves He is extremely talented, but after a messy operation, he can only build it up with a piece of snow, so as not to make people laugh.
Zheng Fan was sitting on a pile of rubble. He was no longer wearing the "Bright Eyes" brand armor that he wore during the day.
It was the dark red sweatshirt that Siniang had sewn for himself.
Zheng Fan once saw the Zoroastrian believers who appeared in Hutou City. It is said that they came from the Western Regions. This sweatshirt of his own can blend in perfectly with them.
Ding Hao stood beside Zheng Fan, holding his spear in his hand. This gun was full of blood today.
Zheng Fan reached out, patted the side of himself, and said:
"Sit with me for a while."
Ding Hao put down his spear and sat down next to Zheng Fan.
Zheng Fan took out a small iron box from his pocket, opened the box, took out two cigarettes from it, and handed one to Ding Hao.
Then he took out the fire stick and lit it for himself first, and then helped Ding Hao to light it.
Cigarettes are still a bit advanced in this world, but this world has already had tobacco products such as hookahs and pipes.
It’s just that His Majesty the Emperor of Yan State did not tax tobacco products, which wasted a considerable amount of financial resources.
You must know that in future generations, smokers across the country will suffer discrimination while suffering physical damage. The tobacco tax they contribute to the country every year with fearless dedication is equivalent to the national defense budget expenditure for a year.
However, although cigarettes are a bit ahead of the times, when Ding Hao faced Zheng Fan helping him light a cigarette, he still covered the cigarette with his hands and showed a panicked attitude.
Then, he took a breath and started coughing crazily.
Looking back again, I saw Zheng Fan puffing away freely. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and he subconsciously asked:
"Master, this thing is so smoking." "
Zheng Fan shook the cigarette ashes and said something that has been active in QQ space and personal signatures for a long time in later generations: "What I smoke is not Smoke is loneliness."
Ding Hao was stunned for a moment, and a feeling of admiration emerged spontaneously.
The person who can say such words must be in such a terrifying state of mind.
But he didn’t know that in future generations, if you say these words again, others will look at you as if you are stupid.
"I know, it's late at night, why do I come here?"
Ding Hao thought for a moment and replied:
"For the aftertaste? "
"Aftertaste?"
"Well, actually, I also want to go back to Tumancheng and see the house where I destroyed all the families."< /p>
Zheng Fan shook his head helplessly,
Gathered around himYeah, what kind of perverts are they...
Forget about the blind guys, this Ding Hao is a native of this world.
Could it be that flies don’t bite seamless eggs?
"Actually, I don't know why I want to come here, but I just want to come here to sit and sit."
This is Chen's house.
The military disaster during the day almost crushed the entire Chen residence to pieces, and everything in the house, including the basement, was looted.
For the big-headed soldiers, this is their revenge on Master Chen;
But this does not stop them from grabbing some good things into their pockets.
Because of this, Zheng Fan's reputation among the soldiers in Hutou City is quite good now. He helped everyone stand out and made a small fortune with everyone.
"What, you don't understand?"
Zheng Fan asked proactively when Ding Hao didn't speak.
Ding Hao shook his head, nodded again, and then showed a very troubled look on his face, saying:
"Master, tell me what I mean..."
< p>"When you speak your mind, you don't have to call me master. I can call you brother, and you can call me...little brother.""Uh... I don't dare."
p>"That's not true."
Ding Hao's face began to sweat, and he had to turn to Zheng Fan respectfully and said:
"Little brother ..."
"Yeah."
Ding Hao felt that his blood began to surge up to his head uncontrollably;
This feeling, probably It's like Si Niang calling you "Dad" because she wants you to come out quickly.
So satisfying!
"Lord...little brother, actually, I thought you were very cold-blooded at first, but sometimes, I think you are quite humane. Many times, I, brother, can't see you clearly. ."
"It's hypocritical."
"It's hypocritical."
Ding Hao began to chew on this word, and the more he tasted, the more it tasted. I think it's appropriate.
"Little brother, I heard someone say before that the literati of the Qian Kingdom like this kind of tune. Sometimes they are sad for the autumn wind, and sometimes they feel sorry for the sunset."
Zheng Fan heard this ,
Smiled,
He reached out and patted Ding Hao on the shoulder,
said:
"I understand."
After speaking,
Zheng Fan stood up and
stretched.
Ding Hao immediately stood up and said:
"Master, what do you know?"
"My life is still too comfortable. , so I am hypocritical. In fact, when I was a child, although my parents separated early and my father didn't care much about me, I still had enough money for food, drink and school.
I didn't go through famine. You have never really endured hardship. On this day, as soon as you wake up, someone will make arrangements for you.everything.
You don’t actually have to do anything all day long. Even if you do, you are just a prince, with a lot of people around you studying with you. "
If outsiders heard this disrespectful metaphor, they might be shocked, but Ding Hao didn't take it seriously.
"From now on, I really can't be pretentious. ”
Zheng Fan looked around,
Looking at the ruins of Chen’s house,
In the world of future generations, no matter how cannibalism is, there will be some Warmth, at least, in that era, it was possible to have a terminal illness without money for treatment, but if you really starve to death on the roadside without anyone caring about you, that is not realistic.
But in this world, since you have a choice. If you take this path, you can no longer be hypocritical.
Those two thousand civilians who were used as bait,
Today, the clerk went over and over to "kill" your story and disappeared into thin air. Zhai,
Here,
it was countless times bloodier than those war-torn areas in later generations.
Zheng Fan took a deep breath, and
bitten. Gritting his teeth,
muttered to himself:
“I can’t be a burden anymore. ”
At this time, Siniang’s figure appeared in front, and she walked slowly.
Seeing this, Ding Hao left immediately. He knew that Zheng Fan and Siniang were There is a master-servant relationship, but he has seen Siniang come out of Zheng Fan's house in the morning.
Six Niang put a cloak on Zheng Fan and said softly: < /p>
“My lord, can I sit with you for a while longer? "
"No need, go back and pack up, we will set off tomorrow. ”
“Okay, I’ll go back to my slave’s house and serve you.” ”
“Are you playing with needles again? "
Six Niang gave Zheng Fan an angry look and said with a spring look on her face:
"If your Majesty doesn't want to play with needles, we can play cards, dice, whatever. "
"Are you good at gambling? "
"Well, the slave family is good at being the boss. ”
…………
For ordinary people’s birthdays, that is, personal birthdays, if they are a little more artistic and stylish, you can buy a bouquet of flowers for yourself on your birthday. Mother:
My son’s birthday is my mother’s mother’s day;
Then, mother and son held their heads and cried.
I also heard from Ding Hao, Qian Guowen. People like to play around with this, making everyone's birthday look like a funeral, just to compete for a filial name.
When one's status reaches a certain level, a person's birthday will be celebrated as a funeral. It has become a festival.
Mrs. Zhenbei Hou’s fiftieth birthday is a festival for the whole Beifeng County.
From about eight o’clock in the morning, Zheng Fan and After the disguise, Si Niang and Ding Hao were waiting on horseback at the city gate.
Wang Duan and other five centurions and their soldiers arrived on time, and they knelt down to Zheng Fan as soon as they arrived. Let me tell you, yesterday we met for the first time and they put downNowadays, the question is: What is the posture?
There are nearly five hundred soldiers, and everyone's face is filled with joy. Yesterday, they made a small fortune, and today they will follow the master named Zheng to Zhenbei Hou Mansion to give instructions. There may be some rewards left, but everyone is in a good mood.
But the gifts from each family were gathered together until noon, and the gifts were not yet completely gathered.
Car after car, with servants sent by various families running around to help escort them, the outside of Hutou City was as lively as a market.
Finally, the gift prepared by the last family arrived.
It is a large carriage. Of course, this is just the exterior of the carriage. Inside is an iron cage, holding a red snow wolf.
It is not a powerful monster, but the red snow wolf is indeed very rare. This is a gift from Xujiabao. It can be said that it took a lot of thought.
The snow wolf is delicate, and there are people waiting in the carriage to ensure that the wolf is still alive when it is delivered to the Zhenbei Hou Mansion.
Finally, everything was ready, and Zheng Fan, who had been impatient for a long time, immediately gave the order to set off.
After dark, Zheng Fan ordered the camp to be set up.
Wang Duan and others went to arrange the defense in person, so Zheng Fan didn’t need to worry about it. Besides, they had already encountered two groups of Zhenbei Army’s sentries along the way, which also meant that this place was directly covered by the Zhenbei Army’s forces. The range and safety are still very high.
Zheng Fan came to the carriage. The two Xujiapu servants beside the carriage recognized Zheng Fan. When they saw Zheng Fan getting on the carriage, they did not stop him and got out of the way.
Opening the door, Zheng Fan first stooped to get in. When he raised his head, he saw that more than half of the carriage was an iron cage. The red snow wolf in the cage looked a little sick and had no energy. He was crawling there and taking a nap. .
On the side of the cage against the wall of the carriage, there was a big fat man leaning there, eating roast chicken with relish.
The smell in the carriage must be very bad. After all, Snow Wolf eats, drinks, and eats here, but the fat man still has a good appetite.
Seeing Zheng Fan come in, the fat man broke off a big chicken leg and handed it over.
Zheng Fan shook his head and said, "I've eaten."
"Hey, how did you know I'm here?" Xu Wenzu asked curiously.
"Sir, with your physique, if you want to sneak into the team without being discovered, where else can you go but here?"
"That's right, alas."
Zheng Fan looked around from the corner of his eyes to determine if there were any bodyguards around Xu Wenzu.
When these big shots go out, there is a high probability that they will be surrounded by masters. Kangxi also had Fayin and Sandezi by his side during his private visit.
Observation is observation, but you still have to say kind words:
"It's really hard work for you to hide here."
Xu Wenzu didn't say anything He smiled mindlessly and said:
"Where, where, I am the official here.I have been a dressed-up beast for most of my life, and now it is natural for me to be a carriage with this beast. ”
“I can’t match your Lord’s open-mindedness. ”
“Hey, you are still young and have experienced a lot, so you will understand. ”
“That’s right, I still need you to study more.” ”
At this time,
the door of the carriage was opened again,
A middle-aged man with a somewhat sloppy body and messy hair came up.
After the man entered the carriage, he sat directly next to Zheng Fan, took off his shoes, and began to pick his feet.
Zheng Fan looked at the man and felt slightly wary. < /p>
This must be Xu Wenzu’s bodyguard.
He is slovenly dressed, has messy hair, has muddy eyes, smells of alcohol, is not polite, picks his feet in front of his face, and even delivers him. Smell it under the nose,
What is this?
This is a hidden standard!
Damn it! This is tricky.
Xu Wenzu handed the chicken leg that he had previously intended to Zheng Fan to the man. The man took it without any courtesy and started eating.
Zheng Fan was shocked by this scene. Looking at it, it seems that the relationship between these two people is very unusual. It has gone beyond the boundary of master and servant. Bribery is highly unlikely. Xu Wenzu's personal bodyguard was bribed with money to betray him. This is too much. Have you spent most of your life looking down on people?
After finishing the chicken leg, the man asked Xu Wenzu for another one.
Xu Wenzu laughed and gave the remaining half of the chicken. He.
The man got out of the carriage while eating the chicken happily. Before leaving, he farted very smellyly.
"Pfft..."< /p>
Zheng Fan immediately held his breath;
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Xu Wenzu was choked and coughed, and his tears were filled with tears. came out,
and laughed at the same time:
“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with the smell of this beast, but I really can’t stand the farts of this man; you Is it ridiculous? "
"Beasts are supposed to stink. If they don't stink, they will become sperm. ”
“Yes, that’s the truth. One is natural, the other is unnatural;
In fact, it is natural for people to stink, but life is not a natural thing. People have seven emotions and six desires, people have desires, and people have obsessions. Yes, there are beasts, but they are far inferior to humans. "
"Thank you for your teaching. With that said, Zheng Fan tentatively said, "I'll have someone prepare another meal." "
"No, no, no, I'm full. "Xu Wenzu said.
"What about the gentleman just now? I look at him, half a roast chicken is not enough. "
Xu Wenzu looked at Zheng Fan in astonishment,
and said doubtfully:
"That person just now is not yours.What? ”
“…………”Zheng Fan!
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