Song Zhen Kou Fei dismounted and lit the ground with a bright silver spear, easily jumped over the trench, came to the old and weak women and children hiding behind the dead wood, saw their same miserable condition, softened, leaned over to the sick villagers lying on the cold ground, found that they were basically too hungry and frostbite infection, so he flew back to untie a bag of fried noodles and a bag of rice tied to the saddle and handed it to the leader of the displaced people in the middle.

Song Zhenkou said pityingly: "You all get up, you can eat this bag of fried noodles on the road, cook the rice into porridge and feed it to the sick villagers, remember that those sick villagers should not overeat, they will die, I will show you a way to live, go to the nearest Sanjiang Mansion to join the army as a military household, and make a career with your military exploits, show your true colors as a man!" If I see you as bandits, I won't spare you!" ”

These villagers knelt down again to thank Song Zhenkou for his life, and the villagers laid wooden rafts on the trench, and asked the villagers to make way for the road, and watched Song Zhenkou and his party leave, remembering that they had not asked Song Zhenkou's honorific name, and after a short pause to eat, they carried the sick villagers and set off to Sanjiang Mansion.

On the way, Song Tai'an (Xu Anyuan) asked puzzledly: "Father, aren't you a bandit for a day, a thief for life, and all bandits will be killed?" Why did you let those bandits go? ”

Song Zhenkou sighed and said: "The corruption of the imperial court is rampant, and the layers of filial piety and exploitation make it very difficult for the peasants and tenants at the bottom to live. At present, there is a lack of a large number of military households in the five border provinces to cultivate and replenish soldiers, and if there is this group of hungry people to do propaganda, we can gather thousands of military households. When dealing with things, we should not only look at the immediate interests, but also take a long-term view. ”

On the way, Song Zhenkou taught Song Tai'an (Xu Anyuan) the views of the penal school and the wuwei school of governing the country, the strengths of the two schools, and the focus of disputes between them. Unconsciously, the color has darkened, faintly visible on the hill in front of the red lantern hanging from the hotel, Song Zhenkou sent himself and Song Tai'an (Xu Anyuan) food to the hungry people, Shangguan Yi did not bring much food, Song Zhenkou saw Song Tai'an (Xu Anyuan) eating Shangguanyi's food was already very unhappy, embarrassed to eat Shangguanyi's little food, already hungry and not eating, Song Tai'an (Xu Anyuan) and Shangguanyi only ate a little fried noodles that were only enough to wrap their stomachs, they were already hungry, and entered Shaanxi and Gansu Mansion, There were no beasts along the way, and the white tiger Kunxiang Tiger was almost faint from hunger, and when he saw the inn, Song Zhenkou and his party were extremely excited, and they accelerated their speed.

As soon as Song Zhenkou and his entourage arrived at the door of this hotel called Niu Yang, three big men of five big and three thick men greeted them, and asked angrily: "Three guest officers, do you want to stay in the hotel or dine?" ”

Song Zhenkou smelled blood on their bodies, and realized that this might be a black shop, so he gave Shangguan Yi a look, and Shangguan Yi nodded knowingly. Song Zhenkou said elegantly: "If you want to eat, you also need accommodation, prepare three upper rooms, and feed our mounts by the way." ”

A big man shouted happily: "Three guest officers, please inside, what do you want to eat?" We have the best beef, lamb and wild boar, as well as our own 10-year-old red wine, what do we want? ”

Song Zhenkou remembered that his son Song Tai'an (Xu Anyuan) was very fond of meat, and then looked at the flashing eyes of the three guys on Shangguan Yi, and determined that this must be a black shop, so just order it, anyway, you don't need to spend money, why not?

Song Zhenkou smiled and said: "That's very good, let's have a jar of champion red, five plates of beef, mutton, and pork, and then three bowls of dry rice and a pot of tea." ”

The three big men looked at each other, fifteen plates of meat! Did they bring enough silver? It's not going to be a bully meal, is it? Song Zhenkou saw the concerns of these three guys, and deliberately took out a gold ingot of five taels from the sleeve of his robe and wiped it with a handkerchief. ”

Song Zhenkou was happy when he heard it, this second sweat medicine, and so clearly prompted "Haihai's drug"? Could it be that the brain is falling? If you give IQ to the black shop, it's not fun

After the two companions took away their own and Shangguan Yi's mounts, they didn't see clearly and groped over to the white tiger Kun Xianghu's bloody mouth, Kun Xianghu resisted the urge to bite off his thief's claws, Kun Xianghu let out a tiger roar, and the scared guy sat on the ground, staring at his eyes to see that this was a white tiger with a zhang long, and suddenly he was scared and cried, and his stool was incontinent and would not move, and he was dragged into the store by the other two guys tremblingly. The thief in this black shop has seen a tiger killed, but he has never seen a tiger riding, it is still such a big white tiger.

Song Zhenkou opened the curtain by himself, and Shangguan Yi moved the salute on the horses in, and saw that there were only two tables in the lobby of this cattle and sheep inn, but they were tables and stools made of golden silk nanmu, and the blurred patterns on it seemed to be some old antiques, and the three of them and a tiger sat around a table, Shangguan Yi recognized the asymmetrical patterns that appeared on the edge for a while, suddenly covered his mouth and got up, and said in a low voice: "Song Gongzi, this table and stool are made of coffins, and those patterns are carved with the words "Town Tomb Beast and Fu Lu Shou", It's disgusting! ”

Shangguan Yi's voice was not loud, but he was startled by the chubby shopkeeper who had been staring at her, and almost jumped up, far away from the counter, his counter was a longevity character, and a tomb beast was carved on the inner edge, he muttered in a low voice: "Why are my damn carpenters so cheap, and they sold me the golden silk nanmu, it turned out to be the coffin board of the ancient tomb, no wonder my guys and I always dream of dead people asking for their lives, these woodmen who lack virtue should go to hell and be devoured by ten thousand ghosts." ”

Song Zhenkou and Shangguan Yi glanced at each other a little dumbly, and they were also suspicious: The only one who sells the precious wood for the coffin after the death of the prince is the mysterious Pinjintang thief, monopolizing this business that has no profit and is detrimental to yin morality.

Fifteen plates of cattle, pig and mutton were served, Song Zhenkou looked at the salt and white unknown objects sprinkled between the meat slices, gently picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and smelled it, the meat was very fragrant, but it was not definitely cattle, pig and mutton, I don't know what kind of meat, the white unknown object was indeed sweat medicine, so he took out four paper bags from his arms, which were the standing antidote to sweat medicine, and threw them to Shangguan Yi, Song Tai'an (Xu Anyuan), Kun Xianghu, and the two of them and one tiger were also quickly put away, Song Zhenkou demonstrated that the meat slices he picked up were dipped in the black fragrant plant fruit particles in the paper bag, and then put them in his mouth to taste the meat slices of this unknown animal, which was delicate and odorless.

The other three also started to eat according to the same, Kun Xianghu was inconvenient to use chopsticks, directly poked a hole in the paper bag, sprinkled on the five plates of meat slices like sprinkling ingredients, licked with a big tongue, one bite at a time, and quickly ate their share, holding saliva and watching Song Zhenkou, Shangguanyi and Song Tai'an (Xu Anyuan) slowly enjoy the meat slices, flashing big eyes, pointing to the meat slices in the finger plate with his front paws, and writing a figure on the table with his paws. Suddenly, Song Zhenkou, Shangguan Yi and Song Tai'an (Xu Anyuan) put down their chopsticks and went to vomit outside the store.

When the shopkeeper who was watching behind saw the sword in Song Zhenkou's salute and the bright silver spear that was dismantled into three sections, he had already guessed that Song Zhenkou might be a military attache of a certain province in the borderlands, and he could also raise such a fierce white tiger demon beast.

The shopkeeper of the Niuyang Hotel didn't care about the fifteen plates of human flesh and the sweat medicine worth more than ten taels that were eaten by the white tiger Kunxianghu with his heartache, and took his men to the outside of the store to check on Song Zhenkou and their situation, and saw that Song Zhenkou and Song Tai'an (Xu Anyuan) were just retching, only Shangguan Yi vomited a little.

The shopkeeper looked at Shangguan Yi who lifted the veil obsessively, and asked pretending to be concerned: "This military master, but the meat in the store is not palatable?" Your wife is pregnant, do you need hawthorn soup or bone broth? ”

Shangguan Yi's face was black, and he was about to take out the willow leaf flying knife As a result, the lives of the two black shop shopkeepers and guys who were staring at their sensitive positions and drooling were held down by Song Zhenkou, coughed lightly, and said: "The shopkeeper misunderstood, this is my cousin, follow me to the border to visit relatives, the journey is tiring, there is a lack of food supplies along the way, I just ate meat a little harder, my stomach is a little uncomfortable, and the wine is free, so I will have nine bowls of dry rice, a plate of pickles, and a pot of tea, and we will rest early after eating." ”

The shopkeeper complained bitterly in his heart, his own man was adding sweat medicine to the wine mixed with water in the kitchen, these three suddenly didn't want it, how could they put down these two people and a tiger? The one- and two-year-old child-like Song Tai'an (Xu Anyuan) was ignored by the shopkeeper of the black shop, and he didn't think that such a child could be the opponent of the guys in his store, and subconsciously regarded Song Tai'an (Xu Anyuan) as the raw material for roast suckling pig.

The shopkeeper of the black shop drooled unconsciously, nodded and said, "Okay, Master Jun." Let the guy serve you dry rice, pickles, and tea. Erhezi, why don't you go to the kitchen to inform Master Fan Tong that you don't have to take the best champion red from the cellar, eat as soon as possible according to the guest officer's requirements, clean the room, so that the guest officer can rest early! ”

Seeing that Erhezi did not respond, the shopkeeper of the black shop turned his head strangely and saw Erhezi looking like a pig brother, slapping Erhezi in the face, which was regarded as calling back the soul of Erhezi, and repeated it again, Erhezi turned back step by step, looked at Shangguanyi reluctantly, and was not paying attention, hit his head on the door frame, covered the bulging horn on his head, and entered the store to notify Fan Tong in the back kitchen.