Chapter 8: The Captain Without a Surname (4)

Feng Ling turned his head and looked at his back in a daze, his mind not much faster than Suo Shen Jinsong. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A good feast ended hastily, Ashina Mi Shot thanked the wind spirit again, and after the delay, he took the lead in leaving the table, and the rest of them saw that there was no interest after all, so they said goodbye one by one.

Feng Ling was annoyed, and he just gave up two Yue Jin horses in vain, but he also touched a nail in front of the new captain, afraid that he had already made him look down on himself.

Suo Shenjin personally sent her and Kang Dazhi to the gate, Feng Ling glanced at Suo Shenjin intentionally or unintentionally, and thought, today's banquet, about this one's heart is the most unpleasant, contacting the new lieutenant has not succeeded, and sending the girl to Ashina Mi has not succeeded.

She crossed Suo Shenjin's shoulder, and saw Suo Liangyin standing behind her with low eyebrows, and she couldn't help but feel a little relieved, in the end, it was not nothing, but Yin Niang was still there.

Thinking that Suo Shenjin wanted to give Yin Niang away as a dancing girl, but in the end it didn't work out, the smile on Feng Ling's face couldn't help but be a little sincere, and the words of farewell became sweeter.

Because Kang Dazhi's house was not far from Suofu, Feng Ling was not in a hurry to go back, so he walked a few steps with Mi Shi and went to Kang Zhai. Mi got the Yue Jin of the wind spirit, and his heart was full of joy, and he gently touched the soft fabric in the car and praised it repeatedly.

The Buddha Nu followed the car and asked in embarrassment: "Auntie, the remaining two Yue Jin horses are really going to be sent to the barracks in the west of the city?" ”

Feng Ling leaned against the wall of the car, and replied fiercely: "Since he sent someone, he said that he would send it wherever he wanted, and if he sent it, he didn't want to talk to them. ”

Seeing her eyebrows and eyes full of anger, Mi Shi became curious, so he asked, and the gushing complaints poured out.

Where has Feng Ling been so angry since she was a child, let alone telling her to get off the stage in public, the more she talked, the more annoyed she became, until she entered the Kang Mansion, she still couldn't stop talking, but made Kang Dazhi and Mi Shi laugh. I'm afraid that she will be really annoyed, and the husband and wife will not laugh wantonly, so they have to endure it, just waiting for her to be happy.

I don't know where to go, Feng Ling finally stopped suddenly, thought sideways for a moment, and asked Kang Dazhi: "Brother, you say, is that Fu Yanyan really surnameless?" ”

Who would know that what he said was true. Or maybe because there were many Hu merchants in the city, and he cherished his official reputation, and he didn't want to give people a biased handle because of the appearance of this Sogdian, so he deliberately said that, in order to separate it from our nine Sogdian surnames, Chu River and Han borders. Kang Dazhi stroked the beard on his cheeks, and worry spread to his gray-brown eyes little by little, "Feng Ling, this person is by no means the same kind as a bureaucrat like the Dunhuang County Order, your grievances have been exposed after being spread here by Brother A, don't provoke him again, can you write it down?" ”

The wind spirit pursed his lips, shook his head noncommittally, and pestered Kang Dazhi to see some rare and stubborn things. Her grievances and grievances are clear and must be repaid Kang Dazhi is very familiar with it, in the end, she is not at ease, and she still wants to tell her again, but seeing that her mind is not on this matter, it is clear that she is still a childish child who has not completely faded, and sighed in her heart, it's just that, if you really want to provoke something, there is still his brother to take care of her more.

Kang Dazhi's concern is not unreasonable, three or two days after Suofu returned, Feng Ling really couldn't bear it. She had ordered Fonu to go to the west of the city to send Yue Jin, but when she went out, she changed her mind and changed into men's clothes, so that Fonu drove the car, and she crossed another horse and sent it to the barracks in person.

There was no barracks in the west of the city, because of the establishment of the Zhechong Mansion, it was built in a hurry, and a large flat open land behind the barracks was the usual training place for the government soldiers. The carriage was stopped at the gate of the barracks by a horse with thistles, and in the distance, two guards of the government came running in small steps to interrogate them.

Feng Ling jumped out of the car and arched his hand: "In the Lower Dunhuang merchants, there are two Yue Jin here, which are the military funds raised by the Dunhuang County Order and the Xia, and please pass on the word to your captain." ”

The soldiers were stunned for a long time, they didn't know what that Lao Shizi Yuejin was, and they didn't know what to say, the two looked at each other, and one of them scratched his head hesitantly, "Don't hide this little lang, the captain went out of the city today to inspect the public mansion field, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come back for a while." This military ...... I have never heard the captain mention it, but I ...... Why don't you ......"

Feng Ling saw that the two of them were indeed embarrassed, and what she wanted to say must be the truth, she gave a look to the Buddha slave behind her, and softly ordered him to unload the carriage, and turned her face with a smile and arched her hand to the government soldiers, "There is still something to do, and I can't wait for the captain to return to the camp. ”

After that, he turned over and got on his horse, turned around and returned the same way, where did the Buddha dare to fall half a step, and hurriedly got on the horse and followed. By the time the two soldiers came to their senses, the two horses had already run a hundred paces.

"This ...... Shall we move or not? A soldier hung his eyes and pointed to the car that had been unloaded by the Buddha. It's hard to be pestled at the barracks gate, right? It's not a look. ”

Another soldier circled around the car and said slowly: "Yue Jin, it seems that I have heard a Hu merchant mention ......" Suddenly he stopped and opened his eyes wide, "It's amazing, it's amazing, this, this is really a rare thing, maybe it's worth more than the mansion in the county in the city." Such a precious thing, Du Wei has never mentioned it, how can we get our hands dirty. ”

The two were startled, and they didn't dare to move, nor did they dare to go away, so they had to guard the car, not moving an inch, waiting for the delay to return to the camp to ask for a show.

The Buddha slave over there easily caught up with the wind spirit, gasped and asked, "Auntie, let's go home, or go to the shop?" ”

Feng Ling looked back and smiled, "If you don't go back, you won't go to the shop." Do you know where the Gongfu field is? ”

"What are you going to do there, it's all over the dirt, there's nothing to see." With a sad face, the Buddha raised the whip in his hand with great reluctance and pointed in the direction.

"There's a lot of excitement to see." The wind spirit raised his hand and added a whip.

Gongyan field is also Gongyan field.

I heard him mention it in Suofu that day, and he really didn't give up, so he went to inspect it in person. I don't know why, this public field is like a cat's claw, scratching it in Feng Ling's heart, and she can't scratch the itch, which makes her anxious to go and explore.

What is the character of the wind spirit, the Buddha slave has been with her since childhood, and she knows it best, if you want to stop it, I'm afraid you can't. He was vaguely uneasy in his heart, provoking the affairs of the official family, for the merchants, it was not a good thing after all. What's more, every time he hears the name of Na Du Wei, he can't help but think of the corpse slaughter on the Guazhou wasteland, which makes him feel cold in his heart.