Chapter 123 The longest day

When I got up in the morning, there was not a trace of white clouds in the sky, maybe it was the fire borrowed by the Dragon and Tiger Archmage who really worked, and the sun shone warmly on people, which was very comfortable.

Tie Xinyuan changed into a set of clothes that are very suitable for running today, and at the same time, the clothes are also stuffed with small crossbows, blow arrows and other self-defense equipment.

When I went out, I saw Baozi squatting opposite my house, and I didn't know how long I had been waiting.

"I came before dawn, and your mother saw me when she went out, and asked me to bring back your full beard and shadow at night." Baozi shouted loudly when he saw Tie Xinyuan.

"If you want me to invite you to dinner, shut up, don't say it so nicely, let's go to Xiaohua's wonton stall to eat wontons." Baozi was a little unhappy when he heard that he was going to eat wontons, he never liked to eat soup and water, thinking that it was not enough to eat at all, and the large pieces of pork pancakes or hu cakes were the most suitable for his appetite, and he could eat ten mouthfuls of water in one breath without drinking.

I haven't seen Xiaohua for two or three months, this little girl seems to have grown taller overnight, and the original flat body seems to have begun to become rounded, but the yellow hair on her head has not changed much.

The little girl didn't say a word when she saw Tie Xinyuan, but there were still a lot more wontons in the big bowl than in other people's bowls, which made the bun look very unpleasant to the little girl.

"In three days, I will go to Sanhuai Hall to study, and I may rarely have the opportunity to go home."

Tie Xinyuan ate a wonton and smiled at Xiao Hana.

"I know, I've heard Tongzi say that you're going to study at the most famous Mengxue in Tokyo."

Xiaohua didn't have any expression on her face, but she was about to tear it apart with her apron with both hands.

"As long as I don't go to school, I'll come to you to eat wontons, and wontons from other places always taste unappetizing."

Xiaohua immediately became happy, nodded again and again, and said, "Yes, yes, you don't like to eat green onions." I never put green onions in the wontons you eat. ”

Baozi bit open his wonton, only saw the green onion and didn't see the meat, if it wasn't for the fact that this meal was invited by Tie Xinyuan, he would have put the bowl on Xiaohua's face a long time ago.

The heartless business done by profiteers has a face to show everywhere.

In order not to let Xiaohua's intentions go to waste, Tie Xinyuan ate two large bowls of wontons, as for the buns, he ate Xiaohua's wontons in one go, and in the end, he touched his stomach and complained that he only ate one and a half full.

After saying goodbye to the little flowers. Tie Xinyuan bought another flatbread full of meat for Baozi in the Hu Cake Shop of Niu Sanwei's family, so that this guy completely closed his mouth.

People all over Tokyo seemed to be rushing to the Kyojunba, and some of them still had pamphlets in their hands, but their expressions were very unsightly, and no one looked good.

What happened two days ago caused many people here to suffer heavy losses, and the guys who bet heavily were either unconscious, or died unknown, or they shrank in Kaifeng Mansion and didn't dare to come out.

Where is this a hero with good fists and feet. It's just a cowardly scum.

The casino also suffered heavy losses, and if it didn't open the bet, it couldn't make money, and before the market was opened, half of the players above were gone. This makes their initial investment feel like they're throwing their money into water.

Qiao'er is a businessman today, a businessman who specializes in selling sugarcane, as long as you look at the cart of sugarcane behind him, you can understand that this guy has made a lot of money this time.

Shui Zhu'er sat on the top of the sugarcane cart, holding a piece of sugarcane in her hand and eating extremely domineeringly. First, he bit off the hard skin of the sugarcane, and when the sugarcane revealed its pale yellow core, the lion bit off like a head. Chew squeaky and squeak.

Adults don't care, but the arrogant way of eating water beads has a fatal allure for children.

Seeing Tie Xinyuan, Qiao'er flashed past those who came to buy sugar cane, handed him a two-foot-long thick sugar cane, and then went to sell sugar cane.

The price of the sugarcane sold by this guy is very low, almost the same price as the one sold in the bazaar, which is very rare in the military field, so as long as someone asks the price, they will carry a sugarcane and leave.

Baozi is holding two sugarcanes in his arms, he eats sugarcane without peeling the skin, and directly bites and eats it bite one by one, his mouth has the same effect as a juicer, leaving juice and throwing away the dregs.

The sugarcane of Tiexinyuan cane can't be eaten, and there is a hollow tube stuffed inside, as long as you pull open the sugarcane festival, this sugarcane can be used as a pipe for blowing arrows.

Qiao'er has already very thoughtfully filled it with a bamboo thorn with a small tail wing......

It wasn't until now that Tie Xinyuan understood why Qiao'er was idle and had nothing to do to sell sugar cane, and it was sold so cheaply.

When countless people are munching on sugarcane, suddenly a contestant is unlucky, can you know which sugarcane a small bamboo thorn flew out of?

Seeing the iron lion squeezing through the crowd with difficulty, Tie Xinyuan hesitated twice, and finally put down the sugar cane in his hand, cheering for him and applauding him loudly like other Tokyoes.

It is said that heroes are fearless, and the iron lion shows such a trait.

The redness and swelling on his face had not yet dissipated, there were still dark red blood stains on the white cloth around his neck, his bare arms were still exposed, and there was still a bulge the size of an egg, and it was estimated that under his bloomers, the bulge on his leg had not dissipated.

The cooked copper rod was held in the palm of his hand, and the two swarthy iron hammers were restrained behind his back by thick cowhide, he was the only martial artist who did not wear armor today!

Tie Xinyuan didn't see a look of frustration or grief on his face, he just walked step by step to the fence that blocked the crowd, and after patting the fence, he was put in by the soldiers on the side of the fence.

Yang Huaiyu rode on a huge black horse, both people and war horses were wearing heavy armor, a long horse lance was across the iron lintel of the saddle sheath, wearing a mask to see his face clearly, and he didn't know what was lying under the scarlet cloak.

Cao Fang lifted his face armor and chattered to Yang Huaiyu, the legendary black Hu Yanshou was surprisingly a handsome little white face, a pair of iron whips hung on both sides of the war horse, wearing a set of scale armor, tightly tied to the waist by a tiger head belt, and he looked very good.

The person with a big bow on his back was Lin Jiaochuan, and compared to the rest of the generals, he looked a little obscene, and his eyes never stopped shooting in both directions, as if he was guarding against a sudden attack.

The middle of the high platform was empty, only on the edge of the high platform stood more than a dozen fully armed officers, each wearing a cloak, standing there like a clay carved wooden figure.

These people are no strangers to the people of Tokyo, and once the official family goes out on patrol, it is this group of people who are guarding the left and right, but they don't hold the golden gourd or anything like that today. There was a red chair in the middle of the table, a little far away from the chairs behind it, and no one could figure out who would sit under the ass in the lonely chair in the middle.

The whole Jiaojun Field is only a small circle in the middle, and as for the rest of the Jiaojun Field, the Great Song Dynasty people have long made it into a huge market.

However, most of the people who pick up baskets here are soldiers, and ordinary people like Qiao'er are simply rare.

Seeing that the sun had risen, the chairs on the high platform had gradually been occupied by fat and thin ass of all kinds, but the chair in the middle was still empty.

On the left side of the teaching military field, Wang Yan, who was tightly surrounded by a group of guards, asked a man in blue beside him softly.

"Official, don't you really want to go up and see it?"

Zhao Zhen of the white dragon fish suit said with a smile: "It's boring to always look at it above, this time we look at it from below, maybe it will be funny."

It's not too early, tell Pang Ji that you can start. The king whispered his consent, and a strong man dressed in cloth squeezed through the crowd and went out amid a curse.

It didn't take long for the sound of a low horn to resound through the military field, and a group of brightly armored foot soldiers walked into the fence with heavy steps.

For the first time, Tie Xinyuan felt the unique murderous aura of the army from the Great Song army.

The drums of war were beating, and the military field suddenly became silent, and those foot soldiers raised the iron guns in their hands and shouted three times in unison - kill, kill, kill!

The shouts startled the people standing at the front to retreat one after another, causing a small commotion, and only a fierce man like Baozi could stand still in the crowd.

Because he was riding on the neck of the bun, Tie Xinyuan's vision was excellent, and he turned his eyes to check the situation of today's military field.

Today, it seems that there are more soldiers than the people, especially on the left side of the military field, which is tightly surrounded by soldiers, and only a few people are crowded there to poke their heads and watch.

Zhao Zhen looked around with interest, it was relatively new to him to be caught in the crowd like this.

Suddenly he saw Tie Xinyuan, who stood out from the crowd, and pointed to the guy and said to Wang Yan: "That kid is also here, yes, it's the kid who is holding a sugar cane in his hand, where did he find such a strong man?" ”

Wang gradually laughed out loud, and hurriedly said to the emperor: "Official, the strong man he is riding is a fool who only knows how to eat, and no one in the area of Huangcheng Street does not know him.

Everyone pitied the stupid big man, but whenever there was a little bit of effort at home, they would go to this big man, which made this stupid big man grow up to now.

Tie Xinyuan has no father, and he wants to come to see Wuju, so he can only hire this stupid big man as a mount, you see, a monkey spirit rides on the neck of the big bull, how funny it is. ”

Zhao Zhen didn't have the heart to listen to the officials on the high platform read the holy decree he had promulgated, and was amused by Wang Yan's words.

"Is that music box really from him?" Zhao Zhen asked with a smile.

"The slave maid sent someone to break the music box of Her Royal Highness the princess, which was repaired by Tie Xinyuan himself, which shows that even if this music box is not from him, it has a great relationship with him, and the slave and maid are being investigated."

Zhao Zhen waved his hand and said: "There is no need to investigate, I don't suspect that he has any dark thoughts in sending the music box to the princess, but it is strange that the scale emitted by that music box is completely different from the Buddhist eight tones, Lechang eight tones, musical instrument eight tones, and Zhenlong eight tones that I am familiar with......" (To be continued.) )

PS: Chapter 2 delivered,