Yan He shook his head and smiled bitterly twice, as if he was laughing at himself.

"Brother Song, do you think I'm abrasive, not as decisive as a man."

Song Daodao smiled awkwardly.

"It's normal for people, if it's the same for others."

Hearing Song Daodao feel so relieved, Yan He felt relieved, got up and walked to Song Daodao's side, and put one hand on Song Daodao's shoulder.

"Brother Song, can you help me?"

Song Daodao just wanted to take a sip of wine, but when he heard Yan He say this, he almost didn't squirt out the wine.

Xindao, at this time, this Yan He is also shrewd, first rendered the atmosphere to the end, and then took the opportunity to put forward his own request, so that he had to agree to him.

"Helping you?" Song Daodao asked tentatively.

Yan He nodded: "Brother Song knows why I want to be the county lieutenant of Shouchun." ”

"In order to replace Cao to blame?" Song Daodao guessed.

Yan He shook his head: "Definitely." ”

"For fame and fortune?"

"Definitely."

"In order to participate in the great cause of anti-Qin?"

Yan He patted Song Daodao with a smile and explained: "When my mother was alive, she was reluctant to use that person for a penny, so she was taken care of by the people of Shouchun. It's also the only place where you don't turn a cold eye to your mother. ”

"Well, so what."

"Zai Xia has no interest in power, no interest in that person's anti-Qin affairs, and even less interest in Chen Sheng. In the next place, I only want to keep Shouchun, protect the people in the city, and save them from the suffering of war. ”

Yan He's words were chiseled, revealing his true feelings everywhere, his eyes were like shining light, looking at Song Daodao expectantly.

"That's why you're desperately investigating the Shouchun thief and tracking down my identity?"

"Yes."

Song Daodao looked at Yan He's affirmative eyes, thinking in his heart.

After half a day of talking, Song Daodao learned a lot of things from Yan He that he didn't know, and also told Yan He his true identity.

From this trust alone, Song Daodao felt that Yan He was a trustworthy person, and Yan He only wanted the peace of Shouchun City, which was not a difficult thing.

Although Chen Shengchu couldn't go by himself, he could still explain the situation to Cao Ji.

Cao Ji then hoped that someone would be the first to take the lead, if he heard that Chen Sheng was in Shouchun, he would definitely be overjoyed, and it would be absolutely impossible for the two sides to have a war caused by a misunderstanding.

"Okay, I've helped Song Daodao."

Song Daodao happily agreed.

"Really?"

"That's true."

"That'll be fine." Yan He asked excitedly, "Then Brother Song, do you have any plan to stop Chen Sheng from attacking Shouchun." ”

Song Dao straightened out his thoughts and said: "I heard your father say before that he has not been able to send troops at the place, just to wait for someone to take the lead and attract the main force of the Qin Emperor. If I go and tell my father now, this righteous person can be Chen Sheng, the thief of Shouchun, and he will definitely send someone to form an alliance with Chen Sheng, and then the matter will be done. ”

"If Chen Sheng doesn't believe it, how can it be good?" Yan He was so worried.

"It's Cao's business, not ours."

"What do you mean?" Yan didn't understand.

"Since Cao Ji is willing to wait for such a long time for a chief, he will definitely not let him run away."

Yan He frowned, he understood the reason, but Yan He was still a little worried in his heart.

The two drank a few more jars of wine, and by the time Jia Zhuang took the doctor Lao He into the prison, the two were already drunk and unconscious.

At this time, it was late at night, and Song Daodao couldn't stay in the prison for a long time, so after instructing Fan Yang to treat Wen Tho well, he walked tremblingly towards the guest house with the support of Jia Zhuang.

On the road, the cold wind blew Song Daodao's face, and suddenly his stomach rolled over, and a feeling of nausea gushed out.

Song Daodao lay on the side of the road and vomited all the things he had eaten and drunk all night.

Jia Zhuang supported Song Daodao, stroked Song Daodao's back, and said with concern: "How much have you drunk with the county lieutenant!" ”

Song Daodao smiled, patted Jia Zhuang, and stretched out four fingers.

"Not much, not much, just one altar."

Jia Zhuang desperately helped Song Daodao, who was about to fall down at any time.

"When I arrived, there were only six or seven empty altars, not to mention a pile of empty altars that had been broken."

Taking advantage of the wine, Song Daodao looked at Jia Zhuang, patted Jia Zhuang's face, and hiccuped.

Jia Zhuang immediately twisted Song Daodao's face to the side with a look of disgust.

"Brother Yan, I really hate to see you late. Anyway, today we are determined to worship this hand, let's worship the second master, the second master will always be my idol! ”

Song Daodao was so desperately drunk on the streets of Shouchun.

Jia Zhuang covered Song Daodao's nonsense mouth and reminded him in his ear: "My lord, now is the curfew, don't call the patrolmen, there will be trouble when the time comes." ”

Song Daodao broke Jia Zhuang's hand vigorously and shouted, "What are you afraid of!" When Lao Tzu graduated from college, he went out to drink with his dormitory brothers, and after the six people came out, they lined up to pee in front of the monitor, and no one dared to do anything to Lao Tzu, and now he sends a fart. ”

Saying that, Song Daodao untied his trouser belt, pushed Jia Zhuang away, and swayed in place, constantly muttering: "What about monitoring, what about monitoring, watch me perform for you." ”

Seeing that Song Daodao was coming to Hulai, Jia Zhuang couldn't bear it anymore, so he slapped Song Daodao with a palm, and carried Song Daodao back to the guest house along the path.

In the early morning of the second day, Song Daodao woke up in a daze and found that he was lying on the bed in the guest house, only to feel a headache, some pain in his stomach, and his brain was buzzing all the time.

Squeak~~~

The door to the room was opened.

Song Daodao patted his head, got out of bed, and asked, "Who?" ”

"Wake up, it's me, Jia Zhong."

As he spoke, Jia Zhong, the owner of the inn, walked in with a basin of washing water from outside the door, and then went out again to bring a plate of food.

Song Daodao washed his face and asked, "Boss Jia, what time is it?" ”

"Just eating."

Jia Zhong helped Song Daodao set up the dishes and chopsticks: "Guest, you use it slowly, the old man will go down first and get busy." ”

"Okay."

After that, Jia Zhong took the dirty water after Song Daodao's face was washed and exited the room.

Song Daodao sat cross-legged in front of the table and looked at the porridge brought by Jia Zhong, and there were still a few pieces of meat in it.

Just eating, don't dare to do anything else, Song Daodao always feels unaccustomed, after all, in the twenty-first century, there are still videos to eat, but unfortunately Qin Mo didn't.

So, Song Daodao got up and randomly found a book called "Ganshi Xingjing" from the bookshelf to eat, after all, most of the others were books on the laws of the Qin Dynasty, and they were very popular.

Song Daodao thought that this "Ganshi Star Sutra" was also a book of hundreds of schools, but he didn't expect that after opening it, Song Daodao couldn't understand a word, so it was better to read Qin Lu.

At this moment, Jia Zhuang suddenly broke in from the outside.

"My lord, it's not good."

"What's wrong is panicking, it's not stable at all." Song Daodao saw Jia Zhuang's panting appearance and complained.

"My lord, someone is coming from the Weihe!"

"What the hell!"