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Chapter 19 It smells bad

The road near Nanwang City is bustling with people. The small vendors are too lazy to compete in the city or pay a deposit. They simply set up stalls on both sides of the road, offering the flavors of the north and south of Yan State and even the special snacks of Jin, Chu and Qian. You'll find it all here.

There are also shops selling various utensils and daily necessities, which are very lively, as if attending a temple fair, but the business is quite good.

There were officers, soldiers, prisoners, and all kinds of people coming and going on this road. After Emperor Yan stepped on the throne, he transferred the power of Yan State to the south. Yinlang County suddenly accumulated too many people. Too much foreign population will naturally give rise to a kind of "abnormal" prosperity.

It looks prosperous, but in fact it is like a burning fire cooking oil. The more boiling something is, the faster it will cool down.

Of course, the people of Yandi have no feelings about this. They are just living their lives attentively. The war has actually begun, and the soldiers and horses of both sides are on the front line of Qianguo Fort. It was biting and cutting everywhere, and what was missing was nothing more than a final word from the Jingnan Army or a real counterattack from the elites of the three towns of Qianguo.

The Yan people may have been proud for a long time. At least, Zheng Fan did not see any panic about the war on the road.

Yan has been a country for hundreds of years. It has been extremely difficult, but it has survived. It has fought with the barbarians in the desert in the north, and with the three countries in the east. The fighting has stopped, and the fighting has never stopped. strength.

Let’s not talk about other things. At least the national self-confidence has been demonstrated. Moreover, the ** team is too unsatisfactory. On the Yinlang County line, many military leaders, including Zheng Fan, are They tried their best to go south to cause trouble, but no one in the cadre team dared to go north.

For this reason, the south side close to the battle line was full of jitters, while the north side was "blooming with flowers."

The heads were placed in boxes and could not be seen from the outside. Zheng Fan did not even think about getting a banner and hanging it up and driving all the way to Nanwang City to create some bullshit publicity for himself. .

Perhaps it was because the third prince’s fifth limb was too high-end.

After doing that thing, other things that made him famous seemed a little boring.

What Xu Wenzu needs to do after receiving these heads, and how the court needs to publicize it, is their business. Zheng Fan will cooperate, but what matters more is that he can get the real deal with this military merit. benefits.

Political power comes from the barrel of a gun. Zheng Fan has always believed in this truth. Strong soldiers and horses are the first foundation for surviving in troubled times.

The more I understand this world, the more I feel that fighting at this time is not just a game. There are many soldiers and the generals are vast. Even if the opponent is powerful, you can still be overwhelmed by the sea of ​​people. He can save his life or kill the enemy.

Nanwang City is just ahead, but there is a long queue at the entrance. I don’t know what the problem is in front of it. In short, it has been silted up.

Seeing that the team had stopped moving, Zheng Fan was not anxious and turned to lookA Ming, who was beside him, asked:

"Go down and eat something?"

A Ming shook his head. He had enough stock now, so he naturally disdained ordinary people's food.

Seeing that A Ming did not come, Zheng Fan got off his horse and walked to the stall on the roadside. Upon seeing this, Xiao Yibo immediately dismounted and followed him to wait on him.

Zheng Fan chose a wonton stall, and there was a young couple selling wontons at the stall.

Business is actually not that good.

Small wontons are a popular way of eating in the Jiangnan area of ​​the Qian Kingdom. The delicious soup of the small wontons is like a mandarin duck playing in the water, with a refreshing taste.

But Yan people like big and thick dumplings and don’t like this kind of delicate food.

First, the Yan State is located in the north, and Yinlang County is already the southern border of the Yan State. However, the three towns of Qian State corresponding to Yinlang County are still called bitter cold places by the people of Qian State.

So, if they did not expand their territory, the people of Yan would not have the opportunity to truly appreciate the so-called Jiangnan scenery.

Furthermore, according to hundreds of years of tradition, the Yan people are either fighting with the barbarians in the desert or fighting with the Qianguo of Jin. What they want on weekdays is nothing more than a big mouthful of food. Feeling in the stomach, but not in the mood to sip and savor it.

But Zheng Fan loves these small wontons because of his previous life. Of course, large wontons are also fine, but they have to be mustard greens.

"Two bowls of small wontons." Xiao Yibo took the initiative to give instructions and paid the money first.

In a small business, you don’t have to pay after eating. Otherwise, as soon as the bowl is thrown away, you will run away. Where will they catch you?

If the copper coins fall into the bowl here, the wontons will fall into the pot over there.

Not long after, two bowls of wontons were cooked, and the team waiting to enter the city did not make any progress.

The traffic jam is terrible.

Xiao Yibo carefully handed the bowl and spoon to Zheng Fan, but he did not pretend to help blow, but said:

"Master, be careful of scalding."< /p>

Zheng Fan smiled and reached out to take it.

There are no tables and chairs provided at the small stall, but those with real status and status will not eat the snacks next to the stall. Nanwang City was once the "Little Jiangnan" of the Yan Kingdom, and there are high-end restaurants inside. There must be a lot of restaurants, so I deliberately saved my stomach to eat and drink in them.

Zheng Fan and Xiao Yibo were squatting next to the stall. Most of the diners at the entrance were eating this way. They were people who liked to be clean. For those who were more casual, it would be more comfortable to just sit on the ground and eat. .

Perhaps because there was no MSG in later generations, the wontons were not delicious enough, but they were smooth and smooth in the mouth and tasted good.

Zheng Fan ate bite after bite, and Xiao Yibo also ate "humming hummingly" beside him. For Xiao Yibo, what he eats is not important. What is important is to accompany the leader to eat. Top priority.

Having only eaten half a bowl of wontons here, a second wave of customers came to the stall over there.

A man wearing a coarse robe was sniffling from the cold.Zi and a sword-wielding swordsman wrapped tightly in cotton clothes.

The swordsman appears to be in his early forties, and his face is covered with pimples. He doesn’t know whether they are caused by the cold or just because of the pimples.

The old man held a long sail in his left hand, and the corner of the sail flag was fiddled with by the cold wind, revealing the word "Gua".

"Ten cents a bowl, two people."

The woman is waiting to receive the money, and the man is waiting to be served.

If the woman does not receive the money, the man’s wontons cannot be cooked.

The old man looked at the poor swordsman beside him. The swordsman looked upward, as if he suddenly realized that the sky today was so beautiful.

The old man rubbed his hands and said awkwardly:

"Well, can I use hexagrams as food?"

The woman immediately shook her head, and the man put his hand in his hand. He put the wontons back and said:

"If the business is not going well, I really can't afford to shout."

This is very sincere. If the business is going well, It doesn't matter if I treat you to a bowl of wontons. Listening to your fortune telling is just a pastime.

But business is bleak now, and there is no such leisure and elegance, nor such wealth.

The old man licked his lips, obviously thinking about this little wonton.

The older a person gets, the more he will act like an old child and be greedy.

It’s just that he still cares about being a little old-skinned, and he is too embarrassed to imitate that bratty kid and roll around on the ground to make trouble.

The down-and-out swordsman was afraid, packed his bag, and said:

"There is also dry food."

The old man didn't listen to the dry food, but he curled his mouth when he heard the dry food. There were tears rolling in my eyes, and I felt so wronged.

"Dry food, dry food, just let your father eat those dry, cold and hard things every day. Is there anyone in this world who can be a son like you!"

Hearing this, Zheng Fan looked at Xiao A wave.

Xiao Yibo showed a honest and shy smile.

The down-and-out swordsman felt a little sad;

The old man was still aggrieved;

The young couple selling wontons just stood and watched. Business was not good anyway, so there was no rush. .

Xiao Yibo held the bowl and chopsticks in his left hand, dug into his pocket with his right hand, took out a small piece of silver, threw it towards the stall, and said:

"Cook it for them."

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"Oh, good!"

The wontons came out of the pot and began to roll in the soup.

The down-and-out swordsman looked at the two Zheng Fans squatting there, and then looked away.

The old man was eagerly watching when the wontons would come out of the pan, and he was not in a hurry to thank Xiao Dashan who treated him to the wontons.

"Okay, okay, it's time to go out, you're getting old."

The old man urged.

The husband nodded, took the wontons out of the pot, and sprinkled them with seasonings that were not very rich. The old man took the bowl, hesitated for a moment, and squatted down next to Xiao Yibo.

The same goes for that down-and-out swordsmanHe took his bowl, but squatted at the other end of the stall. He seemed to be too withdrawn and didn't like to join in the fun.

The old man ate several wontons and drank a few mouthfuls of soup. He breathed a sigh of relief and had a look of satisfaction on his face.

Zheng Fan focused on eating the wontons in his bowl and ignored the surroundings. Perhaps it was because he had read too many works in his previous life. He often had a "worldly master" attitude towards this combination. "Impression.

The sloppier and more downcast the person is, the more "master" a person is.

This has been confirmed by Shatuo Queshi.

But after looking at the small wontons in the opponent's hand, Zheng Fan didn't intend to test anything at this time.

Whether you are really living in poverty or you are really a master of the world, you eat what is in your bowl, and I eat what is in mine. After eating, pat your butt and do your own thing. Let's go.

The old man looked at Xiao Yibo and said:

"You want fortune telling?"

Xiao Yibo shook his head and said: "No need."

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"Oh, it's really not necessary. You are prosperous in life, but not relatives."

The implication is that you will harm your family.

Xiao Yibo’s hand holding the wonton bowl shook slightly but he said nothing.

After all, I once ran a car gang. Although it was a small gang that was not popular in the eyes of big shots, it also had many dealings with all kinds of religions. This kind of people who rely on one mouth to get around are the best at it. , not fortune-telling, but talking about ghosts and ghosts.

If you ignore him, he won’t be able to say anything.

But the old man seemed to have no intention of giving up. He leaned forward, looked at Zheng Fan, and said with a flattering look on his face:

"This is a noble man, very valuable." "Yan."

Zheng Fan smiled and drank the soup while blowing.

Xiao Yibo didn’t get Zheng Fan’s permission, so naturally he wouldn’t talk about Zheng Fan, so he continued to eat his wontons.

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I just killed someone the night before yesterday. Even if I took a shower, could the blood on my body dissipate so easily?

But Zheng Fan remained unmoved.

It’s a pity that the blind man is still unconscious. If the blind man is brought out today, he will definitely come down to eat wontons with him. Secondly, he will be able to confront this old man.

Anyway, they are colleagues, so they are not afraid of nonsense.

"My lord, the road ahead for you will be a smooth one. As long as you stick to your true heart and clear the muddy waters, you will be able to stand on your own in the world."

Is this considered auspicious words?

The words of snake oil.

Zheng Fan put down the bowl in his hand, cupped his hands to the old man, and said:

"I have learned a lesson."

"There is nothing like a noble man.Did you ask me to help you figure it out? ”

“Didn’t you just forget it? "Zheng Fan asked.

"It didn't count just now. "

Zheng Fan nodded, but said: "There is nothing to settle. ”

Seeking wealth? Not seeking wealth.

Seeking talent? There are seven in the family.

Seeking an official career? You are currently doing those in the motorcade in front of you. The boxes are also filled with stepping stones on his career path.

Seeking marriage? Zheng Fan is quite satisfied with his wife.

This is not a lie. The reason why Zheng Fan doesn't touch the family. Those delicate little ladies, first of all, those flower bones are not to his taste.

Secondly, with the help of Si Niang, he is really happy in this regard.

It’s not because of Siniang’s image in the comics that she’s afraid of what will happen if she eats it secretly. It’s just that as a second-generation person, she has no obsession with things like love and love.

Maybe in the future. He might be attracted to some princesses and princesses, but that's just because their noble status can satisfy his male conquest.

Zheng Fan found that his mentality seemed to be different. A little bit closer to the blind man, A Ming and the others, these demon kings, it seems that none of them are very interested in women.

"There is nothing to worry about. "Zheng Fan replied.

In this life, for now, I just think about how to play. As for what to play and how to play, this is a process of exploration that does not require anyone to teach you. It is part of the fun.

The old man was a little sad.

It seemed that he was a little regretful that he could not open a mixed business.

In the end, he could only say:< /p>

"Where are you from? "

"Look at what you are asking, old man, this is the country of Yan, and I am naturally from Yan. "

"No, no, no, the young master is not from Yan, the young master is a man from heaven. "

A gleam of light passed through Zheng Fan's eyes.

Xiao Yibo, who didn't know why, laughed and scolded:

"You old man, An Xin I just want to eat your wontons, there is no need for you to flatter me blindly. "

Flattery is Xiao Yibo's job.

The old man nodded and said:

"If a basketful of flattery can be exchanged for a bowl of wontons, That's worth it too. ”

Zheng Fan handed the bowl to Xiao Yibo, who took the bowl and sent it to the stall.

The third wave of customers did not come to the stall, but the couple People are making wontons, which are being cooked right now.

The young couple, each with a bowl, are squatting by the entrance to eat like the guests. You feed me one, and I feed you one. < /p>

Xiao Yibo placed the bowl and spoon on the stall, looking at this loving scene, he couldn't help but feel a little envious.

In a poor life, he could still hold hands and rely on each other. Because it is a blessing

Zheng Fan also noticed the situation here., however, what he saw was different from Xiao Yibo.

In Zheng Fan’s opinion,

Well,

both husband and wife are eating their own wontons, which proves that there is nothing wrong with the wontons and they can be eaten.

This kind of thinking inertia was probably tempered by news on various food safety issues in later generations.

The traffic jam seemed to have eased a bit, and the team began to move forward slowly.

Xiao Yibo went to the team to arrange vehicles and told his men not to rest and prepare to enter the city.

Zheng Fan was about to get up and go back to the motorcade, but the old man suddenly said:

"No need to worry, my lord, the front has just started walking. In my life, I always say that there is a reason for everything." Guo, never owes a favor."

"What do you want?"

"Since the noble doesn't want to tell fortunes, then if the noble wants to know something, the old man can still chat with the noble. Naoto."

Zheng Fan really didn't leave. He squatted down again and said:

"I heard that the dignitaries of Qian, Jin and Chu all like to raise some. Qingke, this is the only purpose, right?"

The old man nodded and said:

"Indeed"

High-ranking officials are afraid of loneliness. I'm afraid that I won't be elegant, so I will keep some Qingqing people who are responsible for chatting with me.

In fact, it is just bragging, comparing who can brag elegantly, who can brag to a higher level, and who can brag more effectively.

"As for me, I'm a rough guy. You always say that I have a lot of blood in me. You guess you can tell what kind of job I do?"

Zheng Fan joined the army after all. After a long time, no matter how lazy he is on weekdays as a storekeeper, after all, he has seen blood rushing through the military gate of the city after battles, and it is normal for others to recognize him as a military figure.

If you can't even see this, this old man is really living like a dog at such a long time.

"You ask, for me, as long as I know what I know, I will answer you without any secrets."

"Is it because of this bowl of wontons?"

“Wontons are not valuable, but the love in the wontons is valuable. Everything in the world is valuable if it is tainted with love;

Just like the paintings of Emperor Chu, the sword of Emperor Jin, and the sword of Emperor Yan His knife and Emperor Qian’s pen are priceless.

There is a sense of nostalgia in these wontons, so the price is naturally high.”

“That makes sense. Then let me ask, how many troops have come from Qianguo this time?"

Zheng Fan really dares to ask.

The old man actually dared to answer:

"The 150,000 Western Army should have arrived at Mianzhou City yesterday, and the 100,000 Imperial Army was transported by water, but because of the delay in departure, instead It fell behind the Western Army, but it was estimated that it would arrive today.

The Wolf Soldiers were naturally behind the Western Army, and were under the control of the Western Army.

Fifty thousand. It is estimated that it will take some time for the ancestral army to come from the East China Sea coast, but the auxiliary troops from the neighboring counties on three sidesNo less than 100,000 people had already set out to enter early. "

"So, how many troops will be gathered from the three sides of the Qian Kingdom? ”

“The Western Army has 150,000 soldiers, and the Wolf Soldiers have 50,000 soldiers. However, these 50,000 people have to make a gap. There are more than 200,000 garrison soldiers on the three sides, 50,000 ancestral troops, and auxiliary troops from Linjun. One hundred thousand, one hundred thousand forbidden troops, which is a full army of 650,000! "

The 650,000 troops placed on three sides of the Qian Kingdom can be said to be quite luxurious.

Zheng Fan asked again:

"Then Do you know how many soldiers and horses I, Dayan, have to go south? "

"Tsk, tsk, noble sir, you are not from Yan. ”

“But it’s even more impossible for me to be a murderer. "

"The noble man may have never seen the prosperity of Shangjing or the scenery of Jiangnan. ”

“Believe me, I have seen it and I can feel it, but I... don’t like it very much. ”

Not only Zheng Fan, but also all the demon kings under his command have actually thought about this problem. If the start is not in Hutou City in Yan State, but in Qian State, will it be worse? Better?

The conclusion is that...it is more comfortable, free and enjoyable in Yan country.

Things aside,

Zheng Fan. Now I have a relationship with Jingnan Hou Tian Wujing to collect corpses,

I have a mutton-leg relationship with Li Liangting,

I have broken up my friendship with Emperor Yan Ji Runhao,< /p>

Even Eunuch Wei is thinking about letting him enter the palace to take over.

No matter what, Zheng Fan should be more intimate with Yan Guo.

"Well. , is this so? "The old man looked a little disappointed.

"You haven't answered me yet. "

"Don't you know how many soldiers and horses Dayan has that can go south? ”

“Sometimes, outsiders can see things more clearly about one’s own affairs. ”

“That makes sense, so I’ll let you figure it out. There are more than a dozen general soldiers, big and small, piled up in Yinlang County. The total number of soldiers and horses from all walks of life is estimated to be There are 40,000 to 50,000 people, but the good and the bad are mixed.

The Jingnan Army has 50,000 troops, and there are 50,000 rear camps. Even if it is 100,000 men, the Yanjing Forbidden Army has to be responsible for guarding the country, and at the same time, it has to guard against threats from the Jin Kingdom.

On the other side of the desert, at least one hundred thousand Zhenbei Army cavalry should be left on guard.

After all the calculations, the only people that Dayan could attack south at once were 200,000 Zhenbei troops plus 100,000 Jingnan troops and tens of thousands of miscellaneous troops, totaling more than 300,000. ”

“If you do the math, it’s quite the same.” "

"The Qian Kingdom has many people, but the Yan army is strong, especially the 200,000 iron cavalry of the Zhenbei Army. It is like a sword that has been sharpened in the desert for a hundred years, and today it can be unsheathed towards the south.

It’s just..."

"Just how? ”

“Although Dayan is strong, the Daqian land is vast and rich in resources. Although there are so many troops and horses on these three sides now, if the war is really going to start completely, no matter how brave Dayan’s cavalry is, it may be possible.” Break down this iron wall? ”

Zheng Fan said nothing.

Siege and field battle are two different concepts.

Especially when the opponent had sufficient troops to defend, Zheng Fan attacked Mianzhou City twice, but he actually never thought about a serious siege because he couldn't afford it.

"How much will the people of Yan have to mobilize when the Yan army goes south? Have you ever settled this debt?"

Zheng Fan continued to remain silent.

"The most important thing is that under the edict of His Majesty Daqian, all the armies of the world and the bravery of the world can quickly form an army, not to mention support, and then gather an army of 700,000 to 800,000 to go north. It’s not that difficult.”

You know, Qian Guo has been maintaining an army of 800,000 troops on three sides and an army of 800,000 people for the past few years. Although these two armies are severely underpaid, This proves that the Qian Kingdom court can afford to support an army of 1.6 million!

Qian Guo is big and rich, and this is not just talk.

"The newly formed army is useless." Zheng Fan said.

“If you fight, see blood, and lead the new with the old, you will become an army.

The most important thing is that when Dayan goes south, it will be impossible to break through in a short time. Open up the three-sided defense of Da Gan, and Da Gan can take this opportunity to slowly temper your impatience and reorganize your armaments.

On the other hand, Emperor Yan seems to be stepping on the throne and sweeping away the monsters. atmosphere, but after all, it puts itself in an extremely dangerous position

Throughout the ages, every dynasty has relied on something. The barbarians relied on the royal court to control their wise kings, the Chu State relied on the nobles, and the Jin State relied on the clan. The pro-clan, Daqian ruled the world with scholar-bureaucrats.

The foundation of the country is like a pile of soil, layer by layer, with the royal family at the top. Everything has its two sides, which seems to be the so-called moth in the country. , In fact, it can also be called the cornerstone of the country.

The Yan people can’t afford it, and they can’t support it. This is not counting the actions of Jin, Chu and the barbarians.”

< p>To explain the old man's words with modern thinking, it is probably that after a political power becomes prosperous and wants to stabilize the world, it must bring together a class to share the benefits. Although the vested interest class is the worm of the country, sucking the blood of the country, but they There is an instinct to maintain your dominance.

Just like when the Emperor of Yan and the Marquis of Zhenbei acted in the drama before, the noble families of the Yan Kingdom just wanted to crown the two marquises as kings, but they never thought of pulling the Ji family off the throne. .

If the Zhenbei Army really wanted to replace them, the powerful families would still side with the emperor. However, Emperor Yan wiped them out. Although this was beneficial to the country, it was also detrimental to the ruler's rule. However, I became insecure.

If one day, Li Liangting dies, or Ji Runhao dies, or the Marquis of Jingnan dies, problems will naturally arise, or the Zhenbei Army itself is a military group with its own system, What if other voices appear among them?

Without the mediation and obstruction of the family members, any disturbance may directly threaten the Ji family's dominance.

"Haha."

"Don't you believe it?"

"We don't have any butts."Sit aside. "

"Your noble words are truly wonderful. "

"Haha, then I'm very curious. The old gentleman must be a gangster, why are you going north now? ”

“Oh, who said that the old man is a dry person. "

"Why did the old gentleman teach me? ”

“The road reaches the sky, and everyone goes one way. The path of a noble person is naturally open. ”

“Educated. ”

“It’s all rhetoric and countless things. ”

“My motorcade is leaving, so I’ll say goodbye. ”

“Goodbye, noble man. "

Zheng Fan stood up. This time, he really left. He caught up with the carriage team in front and got on his horse.

A Ming turned his head sideways and held it in his hand. Holding the water bag, the corners of his mouth were a little red, as if they were dotted with rouge.

Ask:

"Is something wrong? ”

Zheng Fan didn’t say anything, just thinking that after entering the city, he would notify the Secret Service that someone from the Secret Service had come in.

As for whether it would be useful, I guess it would be useless.< /p>

When Zheng Fan looked back, sure enough, the old fortune teller and the down-and-out swordsman from before had disappeared.

"Ah Ming. "

"Tell me, is there anyone in this world who can see our identity? "

"What does the Lord mean, can you tell that we do not belong to this world? "

Zheng Fan nodded.

"Just take a look and see. "

"Are you so free and easy? ”

“Because it’s useless to think too much. "

"Yes, it's useless to think too much, but I still have to make a fortune early. If I have 300,000 cavalry, no one even if I am a Martian would dare to beep, right? ”

“Well, the Lord is wise. "

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand,

and naturally helped A Ming wipe away the drop of red "rouge" from the corner of his mouth.

A Ming was stunned. Frowning slightly,

Zheng Fan looked at the red tip of his finger,

rubbed it on the horse’s hair under his crotch, and

said:

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“You should drink sparingly, don’t drink it all in one go and starve again. "

"There are several barrels stored in the ice cellar below the fort. ”

“Is this okay? ”

“Of course. "

"Actually, what I did just now was a bit disgusting. ”

“Lord, you also know. "

"But seeing that you are so calm, I just want to make you sick on purpose. "

"My lord... is wise. "

…………

"I thought you would kill him. "In the crowd, the down-and-out swordsman said.

The old man shook his head and said: "I really want to kill him. ”

“Because in the convoy box, it was shipped, are all heads? "

The old man shook his head and said:

"Because I can't see through him. This boy's luck is hard to figure out. "

"Then why not kill? He is from Yan. "

"You can't kill him, you can't kill him. He hasn't become popular yet. Even if he becomes popular in the future, it's hard to say whether it's a good thing or a bad thing. In the past, he was thinking about planning a few things, so Quan should be Recreation, right now, won't do.

My breath has not yet been released, but once it is released, it will travel thousands of miles. If I open my mouth to this child, I feel that I am at a loss. "

"According to what you Qigong practitioners say, in a time of great chaos, evildoers will appear. Does he count? ”

“Forget it. "

"This evildoer is in Yan State. ”

“Can you confirm that it is Yan’s blessing? "

"I can feel that you are a bit deceiving yourself. ”

“That’s it, that’s all, one generation is in charge of the other’s affairs. You and I are stewards, and we are proud to shoulder a responsibility for our flesh and blood identity. As for what happens next, let it go.

You are right, troubled times are about to arise, and monsters appear frequently, but it is still unclear how many of them can transform into dragons. "

"What a pity, my sword is the same as your anger. "

"Yes, my anger is too strong, so I cannot speak easily. Your sword is too sharp, and it will break if you stab it. "

"Don't you want to get started? "

"Wait, wait, the wontons just made are really delicious, they taste like home. "

"Another bowl? The money that Jiba'er next to the boy just gave me can still buy two more bowls. ”

“It’s enough to eat one bowl and just have a taste of it. Besides, I can’t eat it even if I want to.” ”

The old man and the down-and-out swordsman looked at the wonton stall.

More than ten people suddenly emerged from the crowd, one of whom was dressed in black, and the rest were ordinary vendors. The soldiers dressed up and surrounded the wonton stall.

In order to prevent the crowd from rioting,

The man in black shouted:

"Dayan." The Secret Service is arresting the spies of the Qian Kingdom, and those who have nothing to do with it should stay away! ”

The couple at the wonton stall were still squatting there, still holding wontons in their hands. Facing the secret agents around them, they did not have the slightest fear, but only a kind of calmness. .

The old man sighed and said:

“Let me just say, the wontons made today are very much like home. "

The down-and-out swordsman was silent.

The old man said again:

"Everyone has his own path. Everyone, because of his identity, has his own path. Everyone has their own destiny. Tell me, from the time I found you to now, have you ever regretted it? "

"There is nothing to regret, it is our own fate. "

"Yes, it's all their own lives. I don't like the Zhao family. "

"I don't like it either. ”

"But I'm a Gan man. It doesn't make sense. They are willing to sacrifice their lives for Da Gan, and the two of us can continue to be happy and carefree. There is no reason for this, it really doesn't make sense."

"That doesn't make sense."

The spy from the Secret Service hadn't come forward to take the person.

When the couple looked at each other and smiled, their eyes, ears, mouth and nose were all black. Blood flowed out, and his body had lost all vitality.

Obviously, they had poisoned their wontons.

They may be the Silver Armored Guards who have been lurking in the Yan Kingdom for a long time, but they may have recently discovered that something went wrong with their upstream and downstream lines, causing them to be prepared for their fate.

The blood has dripped into the bowl containing the wontons, rippling away, and the clear wonton soup has diluted the color of the blood.

The old man in the distance,

took a deep breath,

exhaled,

there was an internal odor.

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