Hanzhong, Dongzhou military camp.

After Meng Qiu and Wang Ping left Nanzheng that day, Zhang Yong did not stay in Nanzheng City for too long, and within a few days... He resigned to Zhang Lu and led dozens of guards to the Dongzhou Army camp.

During the day, he trained with the elite of Dongzhou and his headquarters, practiced the art of military formation and fighting, and at night followed Zhang Wei to learn the art of war and the art of battle formation, and lived a very fulfilling life.

Especially some time ago, news came from Fangling, saying that the situation in Fangling has stabilized... After there would be no big moves in Wenpin before the beginning of spring, Zhang Yong completely let go of the worry in his heart... I was able to devote myself wholeheartedly, swordsmanship, the art of war... These realms that have not been touched in previous lives... also began to rush up the experience.

But this kind of cozy day... It doesn't last long.

On December 17, the twelfth year of Jian'an, as the New Year approached, a letter from home came from Nanzheng, interrupting Zhang Yong's military life.

Dongzhou Army, Zhang Wei's camp tent.

"Yong boy, the New Year is approaching, and my eldest brother asked me to return to Nanzheng to prepare for the year-end government meeting.

But... Don't want to be idle, your fifth sister has come back from Jingzhou, and now she has reached Shangyong, and she is on her way to Xicheng, and the weather is cold and snowy... The eldest brother asked you to answer it, so as not to have any situation. ”

Receiving the letter handed by Zhang Wei, Zhang Yong's brows condensed slightly, and a hazy figure flashed in his mind.

Although his cheap father has seven sons and one daughter, but eight of their brothers and sisters are not from compatriots, the eldest brother Zhang Fu, the second brother Zhang Guang and he were born to the same mother, that is, born to the main room, as for Zhang Sheng and Zhang Qiying, they were born to the two-room side room that Zhang Lu married after occupying Hanzhong, but because there is only this one sister... Zhang Qiying is also quite favored by Zhang Fu.

At least in the memory of this body, Zhang Qiying when she was a child did not follow "Zhang Yong" and called her third brother.

"Since the fifth sister is coming back, the nephew will not be on the same road as the uncle, so I will leave for Xicheng today."

After adapting to Zhang Yong's role, Zhang Yong didn't have any polite thoughts about Zhang Wei, and after resigning and arranging the soldiers of the headquarters, Zhang Yong decisively left the Dongzhou Army camp and led dozens of guards to rush in the direction of Xicheng.

Even if the soul is changed, the bonds that originate from the body and blood still exist.

Holding his throbbing chest, the speed of Zhang Yong and his party unconsciously accelerated a lot.

……

Twenty miles west of Shangyong City, a convoy is slowly moving towards the northwest direction, led by the carriage left and right to escort more than ten guards and dozens of soldiers wearing Hanzhong standard armor, these people are naturally Zhang Qiying and his party who returned to Hanzhong, after Shangyong avoided the wind and snow for two days, Zhang Qiying and his party set off again.

Although the space in the carriage is not large, it is not small, except for Zhang Qiying, there are still a man and a woman sitting on the left and right.

Covered in snow, covered in ice and snow, except for the occasional flash of a few animal tracks along the way... Except for the wolf howl from afar, there was nothing else...

The journey home, which lasted for hundreds of miles, also seemed a little dull.

"My cousin can still hold on, not far ahead is Jianshi, otherwise we will recuperate in Jianshi for two more days..."

After passing through several hills, Zhang Qiying, who was sitting in the middle, suddenly opened her mouth and asked the young man on the left, with a delicate face

There was a flash of worry.

"Worried my cousin, for my brother... Cough... For my brother to hold on, not in the way, let's hurry up, don't delay the trip. ”

After coughing a few times, the young man's face flushed a little, obviously his own situation was not what the young man said.

It turned out that this man was not someone else, but a disciple of the Zhang family of the Changsha family, and also the nephew of Zhang Qiying's biological mother Zhang Yue, surnamed Zhang Mingyuan and the word Jingchu.

"It's all my little sister, if I hadn't stayed in Jiangdong for too long, this trip wouldn't have been so urgent, and my cousin wouldn't have suffered the wind and cold..."

Obviously, Zhang Yuan's words couldn't let Zhang Qiying feel relieved like this, and there was still a little self-blame between her words.

"Wu Niangzi, don't blame yourself like this, Brother Jing Chu is also a manly man, not to mention that he was born in Changsha Zhang's family, but he is a little cold, just wait until he finishes taking these two medicines... You stopped and blamed yourself all the way like this, Brother Jing Chu didn't say anything... My ears are calloused..."

On the right side of the carriage, a young woman who looked a little older than Zhang Qiying held her cheeks with her hands... Said a little helplessly.

To say... The five ladies in front of her are good at everything, she is delicate and beautiful, has a good family background, and is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, but this temperament is too weak... Whatever you do, think of others.

"Qiying, Sister Dancing Butterfly is right, don't worry about it, although my brother's medical skills are not as good as my uncle's, but they are not comparable to ordinary quacks. You'd better rest well, don't think nonsense, otherwise wait until you see your aunt... It's going to be distressing again. ”

……

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the construction is getting closer and closer, but after the young people have been persuaded five times, the convoy still takes advantage of the fact that the sky is still bright... Towards the direction of the West City.

However, what everyone didn't know was that after the convoy passed the construction of the building, several ragged figures suddenly appeared in the dense forest not far away, and scattered after a whisper.

Thirty miles west of the city, the Tiger Singing Station, named after the Shouhu Mountain with its back, is one of the righteous houses built by Zhang Lu in Shangyong County, used for the use of pedestrians and poor people in the past.

After walking forward for several hours again, Zhang Qiying and his party finally stopped at Huming Station.

"Where is the Cao sacrifice wine? Quickly open the door. ”

Outside the post station, the armor soldiers who were guarding all the way from Shangyong City... Obviously, he was familiar with the road and knocked on the door.

The people in the courtyard did not let Zhang Qiying and his party wait too much, as a few bright lights were lit, and several trivial footsteps reached the door, and an old man opened the courtyard door.

"Oh! I said who is it on such a snowy day, it turned out to be He Tunchang, I don't know where General Shen sent you on a business trip on this snowy day! ”

Glancing at a soldier standing at the door, the old man known as Cao Saijiu smiled a little, obviously the two had not had much contact before.

"You old thing, I haven't seen you for a while and you've been blessed again, but this time... I can't tell you.

Let's go and prepare a few clean rooms, and send someone to cook the rice... Prepare some hot food. ”

"There is no problem with hot food in the room, but you also know that the place of Humingyi is limited, and if you throw away the rooms occupied by those homeless people and travelers, I am afraid that you can only satisfy these three nobles, as for... Chief Ho Tun, you and the other brothers... I'm afraid I will be wronged! ”

Looking at the three figures walking down the carriage, Cao Xijiu's expression moved slightly, and he retracted his gaze very interestingly.

Looking at the demeanor, I am afraid that these three people in the carriage are the relatives and heirs of which big man, otherwise he would not have let Shen Tan send out his personal guards.

"You know everything you say, let others hear it and think that I, He Rong, am a bully and a bully..."

patted Cao Xijiu's shoulder, He Rong (Tun Chang) said with a dissatisfied face.

The fifth lady is behind you, and you old thing can't control the front teeth.

"My brothers and I just need to find a spacious place to spread some hay, and we'll set off at dawn."

After a few words of greeting, He Rong greeted Zhang Qiying and the three of them into the post station, and after freezing in the ice and snow for a day, everyone finally found a warm place... Able to catch hot air.

Inside the courtyard, in a house on the second floor.

Several eyes looked coldly at the crowd pouring into the post station through the half-hidden doors and windows.

"Can the brother in the back kitchen arrange it properly?"

At the end of the gaze, there were several ragged figures, but unlike the costumes, the people in the room all revealed a brave atmosphere.

"Rest assured, the kitchen has been arranged, and it will not be discovered, and the amount is guaranteed to be enough!"

"Hmmm! This time, we have scraped together enough money to survive this winter and find a place to settle down...

Tell me not to let my brother hurt the lives of others, and besides... Then check the situation of the next two masters and see if everything is ready. ”

"Don't worry! So-and-so is going to go..."

……

Tonight is destined to be an unforgettable night.

After a period of busyness, several old women brought up the prepared hot food, because of the winter snow, the meal was not rich, except for multigrain steamed buns, a few green vegetables, and a little jerky, each person only had a bowl of gruel.

"Childe, two girls, the winter snow is still long... That's all I can prepare, and the hospitality is not good... Also look at Haihan. ”

After arranging a group of soldiers and guards, Cao Xijiu stepped to Zhang Qiying's side and said with a little uneasiness.

Because the heavy snow came very early this year, the Humingyi, which is far away from the city, has stored grain and meat this year... It's really a bit stretched, even the jerky that seventy or eighty people eat and drink today... It is also the private goods he prepared in the past.

"The sacrificial wine is polite, it is rare to have porridge and meat..."

With a light cough, Zhang Yuan stood up and said a few words to Cao Xijiu.

"Brothers, hurry up and eat and drink, eat and drink... Find a place to sleep by yourself, don't miss tomorrow's trip. ”

At the moment when Cao Xijiu talked to Zhang Yuan, He Rong had already solved the battle... Standing up contentedly with a pat on his stomach, he gave an order to the armor soldiers on the left and right, and then walked towards Zhang Qiying and the others.

"Five Niangzi, Zhang Gongzi, Miss Huang, it's late at night, and you still need to rest early after eating..."

After saying this, He Rong pulled Cao Sai wine and walked into the distance.

Listening to those officials in the city, the more honorable people are about eating and drinking, and the more they don't like to be stared at when they eat... This old man Cao is not afraid of committing taboos.

"Cousin, sit down and eat some hot food! It's so warm! ”

As if worried that Zhang Yuan would not have enough to eat, Zhang Qiying put the steamed bun in his hand in half and put half of it into Zhang Yuan's bowl.

"You... You..."

Looking at the half of the steamed buns in the bowl, Zhang Yuan was slightly stunned, and then watched Zhang Qiying pick up the half of the steamed buns and eat them slowly.

If the brothers in the clan knew about today's situation, Zhang Jingchu's seven-foot man was taken care of by a little girl from Qiying, and he would probably be... Envy to death!!