Chapter 121: Origin
"Ten thousand people are united in the same hatred, loyalty and righteousness are angry and bullfighting, one intends to be a thousand, and death is like sleep, serving the country and saving the head of Qian, killing thieves and looking for the marquis..."
The hustle and bustle of the camp gradually fell silent, and fell into a deep sleep of night.
In the main camp tent, a military attache in a purple robe was reciting the lyrics sung outside the Shicai camp, which was the emperor's envoy to the northwest, Zhou Fengxiang.
"Are you sending those deserters?" He asked.
Echo Yes.
At this time, the few deserters outside had been surrounded by everyone all night, and they expressed envy for all kinds of inquiries, but Zhou Daren disdained these excitement.
"Go and ask." Master Zhou said.
The person didn't have to turn around at all, but just answered.
ββ¦ Seven horses were sent. He said.
It's not to ask about the origin of these people, the origin of these people, others are not clear, Lord Zhou is very clear, and as a personal follower, he is also very clear.
The owner of Taipingju, a hidden deserter caught by Liu Kui, the patrol general.
There are many deserters, and only these seven people can make Lord Zhou remember it so clearly.
If it weren't for these deserters, he would probably not be a famous but unrighteous supervisor now, and he might not be able to sit down, but a deputy commander of soldiers and horses can always be a deputy commander.
This delay, I don't know how much time and effort it will take to get my wish!
Of course, if you blame the deserters, it's a bit too exalting them and lowering your status.
This matter is to be said to be unlucky, and he was inserted by that pure side.
Zhou Fengxiang sighed.
ββ¦ I use a heavy bow from Gyeongju, I don't know what kind of BMW horses are going to be used by the owners of this Taipingju? He said lightly.
"My lord, it's just an ordinary military horse of the herd overseer." Said in person.
Zhou Fengxiang frowned.
"Ordinary?" He asked.
"Yes. The little one has read it carefully. Ordinary very. Said in person.
Zhou Fengxiang's fingers tapped on a few cases.
"That's how much money buys a horsewhip. Etiquette is light and affectionate. He said, shaking his head, "It's really enough to toss, it's not so easy to find a feudal marquis by tossing to the northwest." β
"My lord, do you want to inquire again?" Asked in person.
"No need." Zhou Fengxiang shook his head, with a little disdain, "Don't pay attention to them, stay away from them." It's not something auspicious. β
Echo Yes.
In another camp tent, another purple-robed official, Jiang Wenyuan, was also asking about these horses, compared to Zhou Fengxiang's attitude, this official who could have succeeded Wang Butang and sat on the envoy of the scriptures, but at this time he was only the deputy chief of soldiers and horses, had a worse attitude.
"Tell them to be safe, this is a military camp, not a peaceful residence!"
Jiang Wenyuan, who was a little old, said unabashedly with disgust.
His disgust should indeed be, although he inherited his father's shadow and became an official, his official fortune has always been prosperous. has always achieved the position of the palace commander of the Victorian Thorn History, and has the support of fellow villager Gao Lingjun. is to be appointed as the Northwest Economic Envoy, as long as he does this, he will be qualified to leave a place in the history books, and for a military general, this life can be regarded as contentment.
But it was all ruined!
Of course, it was Zhang Chun and Chen Shao who ruined his good future, but these deserters were not auspicious things!
If they hadn't been arrested in the capital, there would have been so many things!
"If it's swaggering here, don't blame me for being ruthless." He said hatefully, asking again, "Aren't those horses good horses?" If so, they have been requisitioned for me, are there soldiers like them? Horses with their own weapons are swaggering in the army, are they here to slap the face of the court? Outrageous! β
"My lord, it's not." "It's just an ordinary horse." β
"It's really supportive!" Jiang Wenyuan knocked on a few cases and said, "Take back the horses given to them by the army, you have a horse, ride your own." β
Hesitate for a moment.
"So, is this a way to say hello to Lord Zhou?" He asked in a low voice.
"Do I need to tell him about my own soldiers and horses?" Jiang Wenyuan said with a glare.
The relatives hurriedly responded by turning their heads and going out, and when they reached the door, they were stopped again.
"Forget it, it's just a few horses, don't ask for it, let them keep it." Jiang Wenyuan said, "Let them go, don't make any more trouble on the way, and settle down in the northwest." β
Qin Sui breathed a sigh of relief, and was busy responding.
Cheng Jianniang didn't know that the few horses she sent would cause the two adults to be angry, of course, even if she knew it, she didn't react.
The singing had stopped, and the small leather drum was held in Qin Shisanlang's hand, and it was knocked again and again, causing night birds to fly from time to time in the night.
"What else will the lady do?" He asked.
"I don't know what to do." Cheng Jianniang replied.
"You can beat the drums, so you can play the piano? Flute? Qin Shisanlang asked, regretting on the other hand, "I knew that I brought the piano here." β
As he spoke, a string of smooth drums struck out.
"Thirteen sons, don't knock, it's a big night, it frightens the people who walk at night." The maid couldn't help but lift the curtain and said.
Qin Shisanlang stopped with a smile and looked up at the front.
"Lady, do you want to go straight into the city, or do you want to find a place to rest?" He asked.
"It's up to you." Cheng Jianniang said, "I can take the car no matter what." β
You can lie down or lie down, and you can sleep anytime, anywhere.
Qin Shisanlang looked at her and smiled.
"It's a good night, let's hurry." He said.
The maidservant was a little surprised, and thought he was going to rest.
Isn't it really tiring to walk this big night?
"Lady, is this song of yours sung or freshly made?" Qin Shisanlang asked again.
He wouldn't want to talk all night, would he?
The servant girl pursed her lips and sat back.
"Sing it." Cheng Jianniang said, and then nodded affirmatively, "It's sung." β
Swirling in her head.
The husband is a marquis in the world, and the man has a meritorious career....
The drums suddenly sounded, as if in response to the song she had silently recited.
Cheng Jianniang glanced at the curtain that was lifted, and Qin Shisanlang, who was parallel to the side, clapped the drum and hummed softly.
"I love it." He turned his head and smiled.
"I like it too." Cheng Jianniang said.
Under the torches of the night wind, the young man's smile was bright.
When it was dark, the men and horses came to the city gates.
The city gate has been opened, saving Qin Shisanlang from the door opening order that Qin Shisanlang specially wanted to come.
"It's hard work." Cheng Jianniang said, saluting in the car.
Qin Shisanlang took off his hood, his face was full of the fatigue of not sleeping all night and the cold air left in the night, but his eyes were radiant.
"So, you owe me a favor?" He asked with a smile.
"Yes, I owe you a favor, what do you want?" Cheng Jianniang asked.
Qin Shisanlang snorted.
"This, this, this is a surprise." "I'll have to think about it." β
Cheng Jianniang smiled and put down the curtain.
The carriage swayed until it reached the Yudai Bridge.
"I remember." Qin Shisanlang said, looking at Cheng Jianniang who got out of the car.
Cheng Jianniang looked back at him.
"August 15, how about inviting the lady to enjoy the lanterns?" Qin Shisanlang said with a smile.
This kind of favor is not a favor at all, it is funny and comfortable.
Cheng Jianniang looked at him and shook her head.
"This won't work." "I've already made an appointment." β
Qin Shisanlang was very surprised.
"Appointment?" He asked, and said with a smile, "Is it the Chen family or the Zhou family?" β
Cheng Jianniang shook her head again.
"No, it's my fiancΓ©." She said.
Fiance!
Qin Shisanlang was stunned.
What a strange three words, to be heard from this woman's mouth.
Fiance!
"Really?" He couldn't help but blurt out.
Cheng Jianniang had already turned around and walked forward, and stopped and turned back when she heard the words.
"What's so fake about this?" She said.
There is nothing false about this, young men and women, both who want to start a family, will have their own husbands and wives.
There will be.
Qin Shisanlang nodded, smiled, and watched the woman walk into the door, and the door closed.
Fiance...
Of course it's true, that prince of the Wang family, he has also seen it, it's not fake.
Qin Shisanlang stood for a moment and turned around.
ββ¦ 10,000 people are in one mind... The son is the same enemy....loyal and righteous....rushing to the bull..."." He exhaled and urged his horse forward, humming softly as he galloped down the streets in the early morning.
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PS: In Chapter 114 "Each", the name of the supervisor recommended by Chen Xianggong was written incorrectly and revised. (To be continued......)