A feast, at the end of Yang Dang's full of wine and food, the sound of the kicking of the carriage on the long street gradually faded away, Cheng Li shook his head slightly and smiled.

Ma Yue's cloudy eyes still had a hint of clarity, and he took two steps crookedly, shook his head in front of the mansion, pulled Cheng Li and asked, "Master, I think Yang Dang, he is a little fearless." ”

"Ugh." As he spoke, as soon as he looked up, Ma Saburo burped.

"It's okay Fujun, isn't this matter faster than anyone, with this banquet, it should be able to delay for some time, three days is enough." Cheng Li looked at the slightly drunk Ma Yue, shook his head, beckoned to his son Cheng Wu, and said, "Hurry up and help your lord to rest." ”

Cheng Wu forked his hand and promised to carefully help Ma Yue back to the room to rest, this father and son are really wonderful. Usually, the father often follows the attendant, and the son naturally follows. But Cheng Li and Cheng Wu are different, from the beginning, Cheng Wu wanted to follow Ma Yue to join the army, Cheng Li didn't look down on Ma Yue at all, and then he was finally moved by Ma Yue to help, but he was pushed to a position second only to Liang Hu and Guan Yu by Ma Yue's respect, but he was not the master and slave.

Seeing Ma Yue being sent away by his son, Cheng Li stood at the door stunned for a while, shook his head and smiled dumbly, ordered the attendants to close the door, turned to look at the empty lobby, sat on the futon below and lifted the unempty wine jug, and poured a large gulp of Guanzhong liquor. Youzhou bitter cold, a year of life in the side of the plug made a man over forty years old infected with alcohol addiction, not a few sips of the body is uncomfortable, but on weekdays have to rely on the brain to do things, just at the banquet he did not drink more, now there is nothing to do, dare to drink a few sips with peace of mind.

It's night, and it's time to go to sleep. After today, the fun is still great.

Ma Yue's feeling is right, Yang Dang is indeed fearless, many of the things he said about Ma Yue's past during the banquet are not even clear to Cheng Li, but Yang Dang is like a treasure. I don't blame Ma Yue for worrying, Cheng Li can see that this Chang'an Ling is not such a person to deal with, to put it bluntly, this Yang Party is not a good person like himself.

When it comes to scheming, I'm afraid that Ma Fujun, who is accustomed to the law of the jungle, is not the opponent of the Chang'an Order.

Cheng Li drank wine while sitting and thinking about things. It's all settled, and now it's just a matter of who will send the collected things to Luoyang faster, and now it's up to whose horse is faster.

When he came back to his senses, Cheng Li felt a little creepy, just now he didn't notice that there was anyone else in the hall with a little bit of alcohol, and he took a leisurely sip of wine and suddenly met a pair of melancholy eyes, which made him feel cold, he had seen this child, and he was a little similar to Ma Yue.

In the corner of the hall, the melancholy-eyed young man frowned slightly and leaned cross-legged against the pillar, the light of the candle flame could not reach here, only the overlapping shadows on his body, just holding a rusty iron spear, his eyes looking at him coldly.

Cheng Li didn't put down the wine jug, he had already guessed that this child who looked a little similar to Ma Yue was Ma Yue's clansman, but he had never heard that Ma Yue had a younger brother, and in his impression, the three brothers of the Ma family in Liangzhou were the youngest, so this was ......

"Child, are you the younger brother of Fujun?"

Ma Chao shook his head and did not speak.

This is the seventh day he has been in Chang'an, and Ma Yue has been busy with his own affairs for seven days and can't take care of him, but he doesn't want to say too much after chatting, some things are just buried in his heart, there is no need to say it. But he felt that he should do something, something for his uncle.

The old man who drank in front of him was a good object in Ma Chao's heart, he didn't know what the third uncle was like before the old man came, but as soon as the old man came, the third uncle started a lot of big moves, and sent almost everyone in the house out at once, even the man surnamed Bao, who was good at martial arts, was also sent out, and he was locked in the room with this old man all day long to talk about things from day to night...... He could see that the third uncle relied on this mighty old man very much.

Cheng Li looked at the silent Ma Chao and was stunned for a moment, he suddenly remembered that the mansion said that the nephew of the prince of the mansion would defeat the most fierce Jingzhao ranger Bao out on the day he came, could it be that this is the nephew of the monarch?

"Are you Ma Chao?"

Ma Chao heard the old man who was relied on by the third uncle say his name, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he was a little happy in his heart but didn't laugh, but shook his head very calmly.

"The old man heard that you defeated Bao Chu? How is Bao Chu's martial arts? Cheng Li asked, in fact, he still has a plan, but he lacks a brave warrior to implement, originally he planned to let Cheng Wu go out by himself tonight, but when he saw this young man who looked very similar to Ma Yue, he changed his mind, Cheng Wu said, if he fights hard, his martial arts are on a business trip with Bao, if Fu Jun's nephew can defeat Bao out, one more master will have a better chance of success. Child, come closer, and let the old man see what you look like. ”

Ma Chao lifted the iron spear and took two steps forward, sitting three steps away from Cheng Li.

Cheng Li saw that the child in front of him was far from being as confident and upright as Ma Yue, there was a deep layer of melancholy buried in his eyes, and his face was very similar to Ma Yue who had no scars on his face, but it did look completely different, this child was too angry.

Just at the stall where Cheng Li was stunned, Ma Chao spoke, his voice a little hoarse, "Old man, you are your uncle's staff." Saying that, Ma Chao was stunned for a moment, he didn't know whether this word should be said or not, he had heard his father mention that Han Sui had almost been a staff member of the General's Mansion before, "Is it a staff member?" ”

To be precise, Ma Chao didn't even quite understand what the staff meant, he didn't know, the staff staff, the bureaucrats in the shogunate.

His uncle was not a great general.

But obviously, the old man in front of him doesn't care about these false names, and if he cares about false names, he doesn't have to follow Ma Yue to go away to Youzhou for a promise. Cheng Li just touched his beard and nodded with a smile, barely agreeing with this statement.

Ma Chao bowed down, raised his head and said to Cheng Li: "Please also teach me, how can I share my uncle's worries!" ”

Ma Chao's thoughts almost coincided with Ma Yue, but at the moment when he was about to say it, Cheng Li hesitated, he was thinking about something...... Seven days ago, Ma Yue assigned tasks to everyone, but he didn't give Ma Chao and his father and son, there must be a reason why they left their hometown and didn't understand Jing Zhaoyin's situation, but Cheng Li couldn't help but wonder, did Ma Yue not want his eldest nephew to do things?

Ma Chao still frowned and looked at Cheng Li, a pair of sword eyebrows stabbed out obliquely, probably since he was a teenager, he always had a few wrinkles in his eyebrows, and he always looked very serious.

"That Yang Dang who was drinking in the mansion before." Cheng Li pointed obliquely outside the door, as if Yang Dang was outside, and whispered to Ma Chao: "You and the old man's dog took the horse and watched the people in his house who sent a message to Luoyang, they have unfavorable news for your uncle." ”

"No."

Ma Chao nodded, picked up the iron spear and walked out, Cheng Li hurriedly called out to him and said, "You wait first, the two of you are together." ”

Ma Chao didn't speak, nodded, and walked out of the hall and went around to the stable to find a horse that could be seen.

In Ma Chao's eyes, the horses here of the third uncle are all inferior horses...... Except for the Xianbei green horse, which was Ma Yue's mount. Ma Chao looked at Qingju with longing in his eyes, but he didn't dare to ride, just looked at the horse through the fence.

"You want to ride this horse?"

Ma Chao turned his head, it was a young man in armor with a smile on his face, Ma Chao didn't speak.

"I'm Cheng Wu, Father asked you and me to be together, so let's be together." Cheng Wu took care of himself and picked up a dark horse from Youzhou next to him, and he didn't care if Ma Chao didn't like to talk, it was a very ordinary foot power war horse, put on the saddle sheath, turned his head and smiled at Ma Chao: "If you want to ride, just ride, it's not a big deal to borrow Fujun's horse to ride." ”

As he spoke, Cheng Wu raised his eyebrows and smiled. In his impression, Ma Fujun is so kind, not to mention an uncle and nephew, even any subordinate in the mansion who wants to borrow a horse to ride will not mind, it is difficult to think about what Ma Yue is stingy with outside his body.

Ma Chao's hand almost touched the saddle, but he still stopped, turned his head, and grabbed the mane of a plain gray-haired war horse without hesitation, without a halter head or a saddle, just like a wild horse that had just been put on the grassland, and led the horse upside down with an iron spear and walked out of the stable. He's always like this, people say it's okay to do it, it doesn't matter how to do it, he just wants to do it in the other direction, no one can command him, no one can tell him what he should do about it.

He has his own ideas, even if ...... It's not good, and I can't persuade it.

Cheng Wu led the black horse out of the stable after Ma Chao and asked, "Why don't you put the saddle?" ”

"Liangzhou people don't need a saddle to ride a horse." Ma Chao's voice was a little cold, he didn't like this young man named Cheng Wu very much, he talked too much, like Ma Dai. "There is only one avenue from Chang'an to Luoyang, you stay at their door, just see people go out and follow, I'll go to the official road and wait for people to kill."

As he spoke, Ma Chao stepped on the war horse, took off his robe and put a roll of iron spear under his armpit, and galloped away in Chang'an City with his mane on his stomach.

This hand riding skill is high! Looking at the stubborn back in the leather jacket in the summer night, Cheng Wu smiled dumbly, this nephew of the prince of the mansion has a good ability. But sometimes, good skills also mean hard to serve.

Shaking his head, Cheng Wu no longer thought about it, took out a linen robe from the horse's back, draped it on his body to block a piece of armor, and led the horse to walk towards Yang's mansion.

The starry sky at night is very bright, with a little chill at night, like the days in Youzhou last year. More than a year of travel to Youzhou, let his heart more tenacious, whether it is military strategy or political affairs have a lot of opportunities to practice, although more often he deals with things is still full of flaws, but it is somewhat stronger than hiding in Dong'e County to study stupidly, after all, there are the seeds of careful teaching from the past, no matter what things are always much easier.

I just don't know, is this night as usual?