Chapter Seventy-Three: Night Talk

As soon as he left the city, Changting fell into an unprecedented rush frenzy.

Rest?

No way.

Rice?

Dry naan.

Straight?

Fall asleep.

Speech?

It's better not to say.

From Youzhou to Jizhou, the mountain road stretches and encounters blizzard and ice, the road is more difficult to walk than when they came, but they only took a short ten days to catch up with more than half of the journey, Changting never knew that people could squeeze themselves to such a point, only two hours a day, followed by the boundless rush, up and down the mountain, the man got off the horse, led the horse step by step, few people spoke, such as a rapid march silent and iron-blooded. There are also post inns along the way, but they are all for the girls to rest, so that they can change their clothes and take a bath, and also let the pavilion have time to boil the medicine and dressing the medicine.

They have a purpose and a desire for profit, but they are really good to them.

It is not polite, perfunctory, and good with the primary purpose of making errands, but a kind of "I don't say, I do", very sincere good, a deep-rooted consciousness that men should endure hardships.

In order to tease Xiao Changning, Yue Fan even stood up to teach Changning to ride a horse, Changting and Yu Niang couldn't stop it, and he had to exert his back strength when riding a horse. As soon as the back was pulled, Yue Fan hummed, Yue Fan chirped, Changning hurriedly got off the horse, hugged Yue Fan's waist and pouted to cry.

The feelings between people are all made out of getting along.

Those who fell in love at first sight, there are.

But less.

More fate and feelings are cultivated on the long road of being together and sharing joys and hardships.

At this point, Changting felt it deeply.

Yue Laosan had a leg disease, and he didn't feel much when the firewood stick that was burning fell on his leg; Yue Fan is a person who is crazy, and he has to chew the dog's tail grass in his mouth, even if Yu Niang tells him that the wild grass bushes that grow in the wilderness are a good place for the beasts to be in a hurry, it is useless, and the person will raise his head and reply to you, "What's the matter, I love to eat"; Zhao Bingtou, who guards the goods, is a hundred households, hereditary military households, who like to eat sugar very much, and carry malt with him, and stuff it into Xiao Changning's mouth while Changting is not paying attention; The groom who is driving the car is actually very good at playing the sword, there is a four or five-year-old girl at home, and she can also boil ginger soup, which is usually hidden, but at the critical moment she is a master who can swing a torch to drive away a group of wolves

Oh, and there's a teenager, Monto.

Changting is familiar with everyone, except for Meng Tuo, they only have three rounds of dialogue, back and forth are these six sentences, and they are all Changting asked gently, and Meng Tuo answered coldly.

"We're almost there, aren't we?" "Hmm." ”

"Are you tired?" "It's fine. ”

"If you can't stand it, it's okay for us to rest." "No, I don't. ”

Then, Monto ran away.

Yue Fan couldn't stop screaming.

"Tuo is like this, boring." Yue Fan smiled evilly and mentioned Xiao Changning's small mustache, and summed up his statement, "And the bad atmosphere." Changning turned his head and muttered in protest, Yue Fan rubbed his paws and stopped, and after thinking about it, he said, "I can talk to Ye Neng more, Ye asked, and he replied three words Oh can be regarded as something to say with you." ”

Changting's throat shook, and he pointed his finger in disbelief, "Me? ”

Yue Fan's hand seemed to have sores, and if he didn't mess with others, it would be over, Changning resisted, so he turned his hand to buckle Hu Yuniang's wrapped cloth bag, and nodded while picking, "That's right, it's you." The last time I went back to the city gate, it was the first time I saw him take the initiative to knock on the board of the little girl's carriage. ”

Changting covered his mouth with his hand and laughed, "That's it!?" To inform the details, the people of Mongolia are as precious as gold! ”

"Be content! It's good to be able to talk! ”

"Yue Fan! If you pick my cloth pocket again, believe it or not, I will beat you! ”

A few people of the same age, only half an hour a day can sit down and talk, obviously they don't say anything, but they can smile as if they have broken the ice and warmed up.

Yue Laosan led the horse and looked at it from a distance, seeing that a few little girls could laugh heartily in this ice and snow, the corners of their mouths followed, and they turned their heads to talk softly with Meng Tuo with a smile, "About the same age, why are you standing with me as an old pimple." ”

Meng Tuo held his hands behind his back, his eyes were warm, and he also looked at the person who was very dazzling by the firelight, and the corners of his lips hooked upward, "I'm also an old pimple." ”

Compared to them, I am also an old pimple.

Yue Laosan smiled and sighed, reached out and patted Meng Tuo's arm, and raised his chin, "Look at the two girls of the Lu family." ”

Changting's face was illuminated by the dim firelight, his eyes were bright, and a smile brought out two light pear vortices, which were very delicate.

Meng Tuo's eyes flashed, and he pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, he understood what Yue Laosan meant, he witnessed the death of all his relatives, fled after a lot of hardships, and even brought a young sister who was ignorant and ignorant, but she could still laugh.

In this world, whoever is more miserable will win.

Yue Laosan looked Meng Tuo up and down, sighed again, and his tone was alert, "But don't get too close, we are not water, we don't have the ability to tolerate shelter, if we get too close, we will be burned by Mars, and it is I who burns it." ”

As soon as the north wind blew, Meng Tuo suddenly woke up.

On the thirteenth day, when Yue Laosan broke the world and the sky was not dark, he chose to camp in a clearing, the bonfire was lit by the boss, everyone collected firewood, the flame was high, and one after another people came out of the mountains and forests with a disgraced face, either holding the mushrooms that had not yet withered, or holding firewood.

Yue Laosan took out two large jars of coarse porcelain from the cart, and uncovered the cloth stopper stuffed in the spout, and the strong and mellow aroma of wine instantly drifted around.

"Ming'er will enter Jizhou! You are allowed to have one person and one bowl tonight, and it should be appetizing! ”

"Whoa, whoa—"

"Lao Tzu has been holding it for dozens of days, and his intestines are all green, so he only has a bowl of fucking!?"

Yue Laosan laughed, his eyes were sideways, "Drink one more drop, and the military law will deal with it!" Today is an extrajudicial grace, this road is not easy, I know it! Brothers bear with it, drink a bowl to warm up and help out! Big head in the evening tomorrow! Will you treat us badly? ”

"No!"

"Will you not be allowed to drink wine and eat meat?"

"No!"

"Won't you see the hard work of the brothers?"

"No!"

Yue Laosan stood on the big rock, raised the bowl and shouted, and the people below were instantly ignited, one voice was higher than the other, and the one was more joyful than the other.

As soon as the scene opened, the hot soup burning on the fire was bubbling "gurgling", a large bowl of liquor was drunk, Hu Yuniang took a big spoon to scoop the soup for the men to eat, and Changting hugged Changning and sat by the fire with a smile to help the soldiers tear dry the naan cakes so that they could soak in the soup.

Hu Yuniang's hand was soft, and Yue Fan recommended herself to help.

"Who is the lord in their mouths?"

Hu Yuniang patted the ash on her hand, sat next to Changting, tore a piece of naan cake and soaked it in the soup, inhaled and drank it, and then exhaled a long breath of white air, and her tone was vague, "Why mention that master, up and down is like beating chicken blood, and there is a Taoist chief who came to the village, just like this formation." ”

The sky gradually sank, and the white mist gathered among the mountains and forests like a four.

Changting's eyes fell on the firelight, pursed his lips and smiled, in fact, it is not difficult to guess, since the master in his mouth is not Shi Meng, according to Shi Min and Meng Tuo, it is impossible to be Shi Meng's eldest son Shi Min, Shi Xuan has three brothers in his mouth, but there is only one who can come to see Lu Xuan.

Shi Mengqi looked down on the morality of the scholar clan but had no way to put aside the deep-rooted concept, in order to consolidate the power and status of the eldest son, and not let the second son and the third son have contact with Lu Sui, they could naturally think that the second brother in Meng Tuo's mouth that day was the second son of the Shi family?

And the master in Yue Laosan's mouth should also be Shi Meng's second son, and the news sent by Yue Laosan should only be given to the one, not Shi Meng.

But Shi Meng wouldn't know?

If Shi Meng couldn't even detect the troop movement of hundreds of people that took place within the Jizhou boundary, he wouldn't be Shi Meng.

So

"I'll be able to see that master tomorrow, and when I see him, I'll naturally know who he is." Changting carefully put Chai He into the burning fire, paused at the end of the conversation, and then said, "Not only can we see that master, but we can also meet that master and lady." ”

Hey, Lord Shi Meng, we're going to meet again.

Hu Yuniang pursed her lips, didn't speak anymore, buried her head and concentrated on shaving rice.

Changting didn't quite understand, there was neither wine nor food, nor singing and dancing, how could this group of men who had been silent all the way be like firecrackers meeting fire today, and they all burned up with a "bang", some shouted and competed in the snow, some grabbed a handful of snow and carried it into their arms, some began to howl and sing to the moon, and some held their heads and cried endlessly.

Man Xiu carried Xiao Aning into the tent to sleep, Changting and Hu Yuniang each held hot tea in their hands, and talked in pieces.

Changting swept his eyes, and suddenly saw Meng Tuo sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a coarse porcelain bowl in his hand, looking up at everyone's gaffe, at the right time, Meng Tuo lowered his eyes inadvertently, and the two looked at each other unexpectedly.

This is the second time they have looked at each other.

For the first time, Changting refused to admit defeat and didn't take his eyes off his eyes.

Changting stretched his lips and smiled, this time raising his eyes very naturally, and moving his gaze to the flames above him.

Meng Tuo was stunned for a moment, thought about it, put the porcelain bowl on the ground, propped it up, walked through the crowd of people who were spreading joy with a steady step, walked to the side of the long pavilion and sat down cross-legged very naturally, pulled out a piece of rough paper from his arms, leaned over and rested lightly in front of the long pavilion, and said slowly, "Man Xiu, deed of sale, keep it." When you get to Shijia, you are easy to use. ”

The words are very clear, but they are clearly not sentenced.

Changting was a little surprised, this is just a bowl of wine! RS