Ji Mo whistled a few times, and the hidden fire lights in the garrison pavilion were also lit, and two garrison men hurriedly walked out.

The so-called watchtower was nothing more than a thatched hut, built alone in the woods of the mountain road, and the guards were the same as the inner bankers, carrying crossbows and harpoons, and looking on guard.

Seeing that it was the owner and Ji Mo coming, they hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.

"Big lady, in the past few days, there have been no defeated soldiers from Fusang who escaped from the Ping'an Capital."

Ding Wangensheng, the garrison who spoke, was only twenty years old, and he also looked in the direction where the tiger's roar came from.

"It sounds like there should be outsiders entering the mountains, maybe it was the Ezo slaves who escaped from the Fuso warehouse in Xifang a few days ago, and fled into the mountains."

Ji Mo heard that he was reasonable, so he also nodded and asked Ji Qingchen to enter the pavilion to rest.

Although Ji Qingchen was still thinking about whether the twenty Song people in the workshop had escaped from the Tang Fang and sneaked into Yazhu Mountain from the West Water Gate in the West Fang, it would cause the roar of the tiger in the mountain, and now when he heard the explanations of the Fang Ding, he also felt that Ji Hong, who was in charge of catching people in the Fang, was not so incompetent......

Tangfang, a swampy land, faces the sea in front and a mountain range of more than 100 miles in the back.

In addition to the reef-covered sea, there are only two west and north mountain roads in the Kamozuki Mountain.

Now, on the North Mountain Road, where donkeys and horses can be walked, a pavilion is set up every few miles, and a messenger, whistle, and carrier pigeon are arranged to transmit messages at any time, which is enough to choke the way in and out, and grasp the news of the attack of the foreign enemy in advance.

The Tang Fang, which was built by the blood and sweat of 30,000 square people, will not be afraid of being attacked.

Xiao Rui'er, who entered the mountain for the first time, had quietly untied her little cloak as soon as she entered the house, and she scolded them for the steps they must remember when she practiced the people every year in Ji Chenhu. As soon as he had a chance to rest, he immediately sorted out the crossbow he was equipped with.

This is the outfit she changed on the boat with the eldest lady on the boat in the workshop.

The little crossbow machine hung firmly under her left shoulder, and she carefully counted the ten small arrows at her waist, and bent down to tighten the gaiter strap in her little boots.

Of course, she would never say a tired word-compared to Ji Mo, who had been walking Neikufangding, who had sat on the back of a donkey for ten miles and only walked five miles of mountain roads, she couldn't speak.

Despite walking with a weapon on her back, her small shoulders and legs were already sore.

"Big lady. Today's Chikugo Kawa Hime-kun sent a secret letter to Zhuma Temple. It was Wan Gensheng who intercepted the two of them. ”

Ji Mo watched the two guards in the pavilion diligently blowing the charcoal fire buried in the fire pit, and poured the warm hot water in the pit fire with a wooden bowl to quench the thirst of the brothers who had walked fifteen miles up the mountain. whispered to Ji Qingchen.

Ji Qingchen nodded, and also took a bowl of hot water carefully sent by Wan Gensheng, and after a few sips, he looked at him and said:

"I know you put your heart into it. Let me ask you, has the worship meeting of the mountain people of Fuso changed places? Where is it this year? ”

"Don't worry, big lady. It's far away from us, on the side of West Mountain Road. ”

Wan Gensheng hurriedly replied, hoping that the owner of the workshop would see that he had changed his mind and would never make trouble. I can raise my noble hand and transfer them back to the workshop from this shabby place where there is no wine or meat.

Three years ago, the mountain road garrison pavilion was set up according to the eldest lady's tiyi, although there was a good reason to guard against Tangfang being attacked. Now, as the eldest lady expected, she will be able to guard against the Fusang rebels immediately. But in his eyes, this idea was simply to rectify them, who liked to fight and make trouble in the workshop and hindered Song Shang's business.

For the past three years, every three months, they would be sent here in turn to be on duty, not only to guard against the defeated soldiers of Fusang, but also to guard against the greed of the monks and soldiers in the Zhuma Temple to loot, not to mention, they had to be ready to put a few firearms at all times, to drive away the hungry coyotes and tigers outside the house, but at most they would eat the game that they ventured out of the house to hunt in the woods.

Alcohol is also strictly forbidden in the garrison booth.

He still remembered that the eldest lady had cut the nail on the ground at the elders' meeting.

"I want to see, the mountains are full of tigers, leopards and jackals that are stronger than them, and they bastard boys dare to fight in the nest again!"

Although in the past year, the newly beaten grain and vegetables grown in the villa have been supplied to them first, three meals a day, and there are three bowls of white rice for each meal, so that they who have hardly eaten rice from snacks to dried fish are all bright-eyed, and they feel that the eldest lady does not hate them too much......

But even so, he wanted to go back to the workshop as soon as possible......

He is no longer a hairy boy, he hasn't fought with Yu Dayu in the same pavilion for three days, he just wants to go back to the workshop to meet Mo Lan......

After Ji Qingchen and Ji Mo discussed, they felt that it was better to go to Zhuma Temple as soon as possible, not only to worship Master Kongming, but also to feel that the sacrifice of the people of Fusang on the first day of the seventh month was strange from beginning to end, and she also needed to go to Zhuma Temple to inquire.

"Prepare to inform Watchtower Two."

Wan Gensheng listened to the command and knew that it was not only the meaning of using the fishing whistle to transmit the sound, so he hurriedly took down the bird cage hanging under the eaves outside the house and handed it to another garrison keeper, Yu Dayu.

Inside the cage were two local Fusang Bo pigeons, which could send a message to the watchtower at the next stop, telling them that someone in their neighborhood had come into the mountain at night and that they should be ready to receive them.

Ji Ruiniang watched the eldest lady put down the wooden bowl and re-tied the cloak, knowing that she was about to leave, she quickly got up quietly to the side, grabbed the corner of Wan Gensheng's clothes, and asked softly:

"Brother Gensheng, is my brother okay? Is he fat or thin? Did he mention me—"

Ji Qingchen glanced at her, knowing that her brother Ji Dalei and Wan Gensheng were the most ruthless rivals in the workshop, and they were also rivals who had a crush on Li Molan, the eldest girl of the Li family, at the same time, so he didn't care about it.

She knew in her heart that Li Molan's favorite was Ji Chenlong, the second lang who grew up together.

Wan Gensheng is hot with a shaved head, needless to mention at all, Ji Dalei has no drama at the moment......

Wan Gensheng was talking with the twelve Neikufang Ding, and he reached out greedily to grab the tin wine jug on their waists, where were they willing, and while they were joking, he heard the little girl's voice, and he looked back and saw that it was Ji Dalei's third sister.

He looked at Xiao Ruiniang, reached out and touched her melon skin, and said with a smile: "He mentions you every day, I can't wait to change with you, and I also go to the old street to enjoy happiness, follow the eldest lady, and eat rice and meat with him every day." ”

As soon as she heard this, she felt that she was fooling the child, and the person her brother Ji Dalei had never seen in his life was the eldest lady, but Wan Gensheng squatted down and asked her quietly,

"Rui'er, Miss Mo Lan often goes to the eldest lady's courtyard, right? Did she mention me? I haven't seen her in three months, she won't forget about me......"

Because they were all neighbors, it was the first time to see a little girl like her fully armed and follow into the mountain at night, and while talking, not only Wan Gensheng, but also the twelve Kuding who did not dare to speak at all along the way also started to play, and from time to time someone reached out and touched her head, asked her if she was tired, and persuaded her to put down the small crossbow on her shoulder, otherwise she would be more tired when she entered the mountain, but she pushed her hand away in disgust.

She pinched her nose and whispered a complaint:

"You haven't showered in days, don't you, you stink to death."

As soon as the laughter sounded, they were so calmed by Ji Mo's cold gaze that they didn't dare to take a breath.

The kudin quickly dispersed, the donkey should be led, the torch should be packed, Xiao Ruiniang's front was suddenly empty, only Wan Gen squatted in front of her and looked at her, waiting for her to answer.

“……”

Xiao Ruiniang felt very embarrassed, but thinking of the dozens of fights that Wan Gensheng had fought for Li Molan in the workshop, and what the eldest lady had clearly told Mr. Li - there are half fewer unmarried women than men in the workshop, so it is impossible for the three girls of the Li family to marry Erlang Ji Chenlong together - she thought of this, quietly covered her mouth, and said softly,

"Don't sue my brother that I said that—"

Wan Gensheng's eyes lit up, and he nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice,

"The eldest lady asked Sister Mo Lan to put up a few more sets of the march formation of the Great Song Dynasty on the mountain road, so she went to my brother's No. 12 garrison pavilion a month ago......

Wan Gensheng, who was squatting on the ground, looked like he had been struck by thunder, Xiao Ruiniang touched his head sympathetically, turned her head to catch up with Ji Qingchen, grabbed the corner of her cloak tightly, and walked out of the No. 1 garrison pavilion.

But her heart was inevitably depressed.

Wan Gensheng often mentions her when he talks about Ji Dalei, in order to comfort her, after she goes to the eldest lady, she can only go back for three days in the middle of every month, but the brothers and sisters at home still don't want her?

"What's wrong?"

When she heard the voice of the eldest lady, she quickly collected her mood, raised her head and smiled happily, and said:

"No, big lady, my brother is thinking about me—"

Ji Qingchen knew that there were many brothers and sisters in their family, one brother and one sister plus a younger brother, she was the most inconspicuous one in the middle, although her father and mother did not deliberately ignore her, but it was inevitable that she could not take care of these many children, not to mention Ji Dalei's careless fat man.

What else can he remember besides Li Molan?

There will always be a time when he will ask his sisters to help him find his daughter-in-law......

"Rui Niang, when you go back this time, you should also go home and live for a few days."

She took her hand and walked on the mountain road, which became deeper and darker the higher she went.

The first time she noticed this child, it was not because she was an excellent example in Fangxue, but because she was carrying a small medicine basket on her back, chasing after Li Molan, and gave her three or four grass roots that could be used as dyes to dye fish skin, but she said that it was a gift from her brother.

You must know that Li Molan wanted to find these grassroots roots, and after looking for half a year by the swamp outside the fang, she only found three or four.

Although this kid is also a headache when he has a bad heart.

"Yes, big lady—"

Ji Ruiniang, who was able to go home, felt very happy, but she also felt that the eldest lady saw her bad intentions when she talked to Wan Gensheng just now, and couldn't help covering her little face and hiding under her cloak, feeling a little apprehensive.

However, as soon as she remembered that Wan Gensheng would definitely go to Pavilion 12 to find Sister Li Molan, the brother Ji Dalei who didn't think at all would be half angry immediately, she couldn't help but laugh secretly. (To be continued) R655