Guan Ji returned to his room in the inn, lit the lamp and candle, put down the knife and sat on the couch for a while, muttering to himself.

If you get closer, you will hear her reciting the two sentences that Feng Yong just said: First, the bones will be dry, and the penitent husband will seek the seal.

After reading it several times, he shook his head, frowned, and secretly thought, these two sentences have neither the previous nor the afterword, and I don't know if they were originally in the article on Shu Dao Difficulty?

After thinking for a while, I really didn't have a clue, so I raised a few bamboo slips in my hand and looked at them, only one of them was engraved, and three were blank.

She carefully wiped the dirt off the bamboo slip and touched her body, only to find that her knife and pen seemed to have been lost on the city wall.

It seems that I have to go to the city wall tomorrow to look for it, and I don't know if I have fallen under the city wall?

It's just that you have to find a way to engrave those two sentences tonight, otherwise you will have to forget it tomorrow, but where can you find a knife and pen at this time?

I was secretly worried in my heart, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Back to Guan Niangzi, the maid was sent by the lord to bring food to Guan Niangzi."

Guan Ji heard that it was the voice of Feng Yong's personal maid, and when she went down to open the door, she saw Amei standing outside with food.

Facing Guan Ji's puzzled gaze, Amei bowed slightly to Guan Ji and explained: "The lord said that Guan Niangzi must be tired today, so he sent his maidservant to bring some food. ”

After entering the house and setting up the food, Ah Mei pursed her lips and smiled again: "The lord also explained behind Zhao Langjun's back, saying that the yellow lady has no chicken soup, if Guan Niangzi wants to take revenge, tomorrow morning the maid will send some chicken soup and chickens, at that time, the yellow lady's physical strength must not be comparable to Guan Niangzi, it is a good opportunity for revenge." ”

Guan Ji was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and then reacted, and her face suddenly turned slightly red.

I was ashamed and annoyed in my heart, thinking in my heart that I said that I was physically exhausted just to fight for face in front of that person, so as not to let him underestimate him, but I didn't expect him to be so concerned.

Then I thought that I had found a far-fetched reason, and I could even make him remember it seriously, and there was a feeling of indescribability in my heart.

Of course, in the end, Guan Ji naturally rejected Feng Yong's offer to bring her breakfast tomorrow morning, but she asked Ah Mei to send back a word.

"Knife pen?" Feng Yong touched his chest with some weakness, and said to Ah Mei, who came back to pass the word, "Don't I have my luggage?" Just take it directly to Guan Niangzi. ”

After all, Wang Ping did not rush into Yang'an Pass before closing the door and falling the key, so he had to find a place outside the pass and hastily spend the night, fortunately it was only autumn at this time, and it was not yet winter.

Early the next morning, the two looked for a mountain stream, washed their faces carefully, and changed another set of clothes, and then walked towards the pass.

"He Muxi, can you really let me in that place?"

Mu Wuzhe, the leader of the small tribe, followed behind Wang Ping with a smile, looked at Xiongguan in front of him, and said with some fear.

In the places where the Han people gathered, there were many places where the Qiang people could not go. Especially at a pass like this, if you approach them without permission, the Han guards will kill them directly.

Therefore, except for specific places designated by the government, they all came into contact with Han merchants in the wild and exchanged some daily necessities.

Of course, this situation is not only for the Qiang, but for everyone except the Han.

"Don't worry, Mu Wuzhe. The person I took you to meet, he was sent to Hanzhong by the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty to supervise the reclamation, and he won the trust of the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, so the people he wanted to meet, those soldiers did not dare to embarrass him. ”

"Prime Minister of the Great Han? Isn't the biggest of the Han Chinese emperors? Mu Wuzhe asked strangely.

"The emperor is still young, so everything in the Han Dynasty is now in charge of the prime minister."

"According to what you say, that's a nobleman, am I really okay with my empty hands like this? I have heard the heads of those big tribes say that the nobles of the Han people like to be given to them. ”

Wang Ping smiled and glanced at Mu Wuzhe: "Mu Wuzhe, I told you before I came, that noble man is a disciple of a master, and he will not look at ordinary things in the world." On the contrary, he has a wisdom that no one else has, and if he wants to, he has the riches of the world at his fingertips. ”

Feng Yong got up on time in the morning, washed up, and was doing body stretching exercises in his room, when Amei came in and reported to him a news, saying that it was an adult who claimed to be surnamed Wang Langjun, brought a Qiang person, and was waiting outside the hospital.

"Great!" Feng Yong was doing the trick of "Nine Ghosts Pulling Out the Horse and Sword" at this time, that is, the left and right hands were placed behind their backs to hug their necks, as if drawing a knife, and when they heard the news from Amei, they didn't pay attention to it, and almost dislocated their arms.

The pain was so painful that he grinned, shook his hand casually, and hurried out the door.

"It's really guilty to let General Wang work so hard!"

Before anyone arrived, Feng Yongyuan saluted first.

Although he has changed his clothes, Wang Ping's face is full of dust and tiredness, but it is difficult to hide.

When he got closer and saw clearly, Feng Yong's heart was moved again, and he bent down and saluted again: "Just for my words, I didn't expect General Wang to escape into the mountains for such a long time, and I am grateful in my heart, it is really indescribable!" ”

Seeing Feng Yong's two big gifts in a row, Wang Ping was a little moved in his heart, grinning, thinking that this Feng Langjun has a frank temperament, and when dealing with him, he doesn't know how much better than those colleagues.

At the same time, he was secretly ashamed, but it was a pity that he had failed Feng Langjun's attention.

Thinking of this, Wang Ping's face was dark again, and he turned sideways and avoided it slightly: "I can't afford Feng Langjun's gift, Wang has a heavy trust!" ”

"Deserve it. Why can't you afford to say it? No matter what the matter ends up with, just Chong Wang's affection, this gift can also be deserved. ”

Feng Yong saw the Qiang people behind Wang Ping, and heard Wang Ping say this, he already had some bottom in his heart, and it was estimated that at most there were fewer people to pull, but Wang Ping's heart was as heavy as Mount Tai, and he couldn't help but receive it.

Wang Ping sighed and returned the salute: "The more Feng Langjun is like this, the more he is ashamed." I went to Guan to talk about the Qiang people, found more than a dozen tribes, and promised to go down to the flat land to graze herds, but there were few Liao Liao, I am afraid that Feng Langjun would be disappointed. ”

"What's so disappointing? I'm just kindly reminding you that General Wang also cares about the deceased. But if they themselves do not listen, they will regret it that day, and they will come to the door when the time comes, but I am afraid that it will be too late. ”

Feng Yong smiled slightly, but there was a lot of hatred in his heart.

Fuck these bastards, toast and don't eat and drink! When Lao Tzu's arrangement in Hanzhong is completed, see how I clean you up!

"Feng Langjun doesn't want to comfort Wang." Wang Ping obviously regarded Feng Yong's words as comforting words, and he didn't intend to dwell on them, so he turned sideways and introduced to Feng Yong, "This person's name is Mu Wuzhe, and he is a small-headed man. Originally, there were more than 300 people, but now there are only about 200 people left, who are willing to go down the mountain to graze for Feng Langjun. ”