There was a slum to the west of Jingshi, which had always been a place for the lowest people to gather for a living, where the houses were dilapidated, the streets were narrow and crowded, full of garbage, and the stench was so bad that even Jing Zhaoyin did not bother to manage this area, so in order not to obstruct the view, Jing Zhaoyin ordered a wall to be built on the periphery of the slum to separate the Guomin area.

In the slums, there are basically no high-ranking officials and nobles in Beijing who are willing to come, and even if they step on the ground, they will feel dirty. However, on this day, a small and old carriage entered the slum, this type of carriage was too common on the official roads of the capital division to be cared for at all, but it was greatly attractive when placed in the slum.

Along the way, the carriage traveled with difficulty, and the two drivers kept driving away the homeless people who were in the way of the road, and these homeless people were lying on the road, and they simply regarded the path as their home.

"Your Excellency!" The driver finally couldn't help but speak, "My lord, the small alley in front is too narrow, and the carriage can't get in!" The rider has reached the limit of patience with everything around him, and his tone is full of disgust.

"Then I'll walk over there."

The people in the car got out of the car and stepped on a puddle of sewage, and the originally clean official boots were stained in a moment. Even though he deliberately controlled it, the expression on his face still revealed his indescribable disgust for this environment. The visitor was wearing a cloak, and the back of the visitor was slightly bulging between the cloak and the cloak.

The small alley in front of it is really narrow, and it can barely accommodate one person walking normally. The visitor cautiously walked inside, trying his best to avoid the garbage and debris on the side of the road, and came to a small door, the only door was already dilapidated, the original color of the wood was no longer visible, only the whole black side could be seen.

The visitor stretched out a finger and pushed the wooden door hard, but before the visitor could wipe off the stain on his finger, the wooden door had fallen to the side. Then everything in the courtyard was exposed: the weeds were up to the ankles, the beams of the only small room in the courtyard had collapsed in half, and the only wall had become shelter from the wind and rain.

The visitor covered his mouth and walked into this dilapidated house, the ruins are really small, and you can see all the scenes by looking back and forth. There was a man huddled on a pile of broken wooden mats, at least vaguely recognizable, shivering from the cold, and it was because of the shivering that he was still alive.

Looking at the half-dead puddle of mud like a beggar, the person who came cleared his throat and shouted: "Commander Zhou? Commander Zhou! ”

The voice was loud enough in the ruins, and the beggar's body twitched violently, and he slowly raised his head to look at the comer. The stray hair and dirty face made it impossible to see the true face of the person, but the person who came was sure that he was not mistaken.

"Commander Zhou, you have suffered all these years!"

The visitor wiped the stains from his face and looked at the visitor in a daze, and after confirming the identity of the visitor, the beggar immediately got up and knelt on the ground, whining in his mouth, and then kowtowed vigorously.

"Hey, Commander Zhou, you don't have to be so polite."

Although the visitor said so, he neither leaned forward nor intended to help, and when he saw that the beggar was still approaching him, the visitor took a step back.

"Commander Zhou, I came to pick you up today, all the injustices and grievances you have suffered in the past two years will not be in vain, and the opportunity for revenge has come!"

Hearing this, the beggar raised his head high, his cloudy eyes widened, and his body trembled more violently than before, but one could feel that it was not because of fear but because of excitement.

When someone came, he took a package from behind his back and threw it to the beggar.

"It's clothes inside, you change it first, and then go out with me when you're done."

The beggar nodded, and the visitor walked out of the courtyard, standing outside the door and waiting, and after a while, a middle-aged man in plain clothes walked out. Although it is still unkempt, but after changing into clean clothes, the whole person is not so unpleasant. The visitor didn't say anything, but walked straight out of the alley and got into the car, and the beggar followed him.

When the riders saw that their master was back, they immediately became excited, raised their whips and planned to turn back, after all, it was so smelly here, they covered their noses and waited outside, and they were not happy to see that they were about to leave? As for the one who got on the bus, although it also smelled of stinking, it was still much better than this slum.

When the chariot and horses left the slum, the two little beggars ran together with the cart, and as they ran, they stretched out their hands to ask for copper coins. Fortunately, the carriage couldn't run fast, otherwise these two little kids who were not as tall as the wheels would have been immediately crushed under the wheels.

After the carriage drove out of the slum, it deliberately circled around the Guoren area before preparing to leave the city. During the period of the war, the Jingshi was already under martial law, and it was no longer as casual as before to enter and leave the city, and the carriage had to be interrogated when leaving the city.

When the guard was about to check the carriage, the man in the carport held out a hand holding a token, and the soldier immediately became respectful when he saw the token, and at the same time let the carriage go. After leaving the city, the carriage ran all the way to the camp of the Heian Army, and it was smoother to enter the barracks, and there was no need to even show the token.

After entering the barracks, the man in the cloak stood aside and gave up all the space to the beggar. The beggar looked around at everything in the tent, and that feeling of déjà vu violently hit his heart, two years, two years after leaving here! I never thought that everything here was the same as it was back then.

Tears began to well-up in the beggar's eyes, and the ups and downs of life made him feel a lot of emotion. It used to be such a familiar place, but now he is like an outsider, even if he is a man, only tears can express his inner emotions. It is really not an exaggeration to describe the beggar at this time, he cried whining, and the person standing on the side did not say a word, just watched coldly, and when the beggar vented his emotions almost, he felt that his back was also a little sore.

"The Heian Army was founded and trained by you, and after all these years, no one knows this army better than you. You can't imagine that you'll ever get a chance to come back here in your lifetime, do you? ”

The visitor looked at the beggar kneeling on the ground, and suddenly his voice became serious.

"You've had enough of the hardships of the past two years, it's time to take back everything that belongs to you! If you are still the original iron-blooded man, don't continue to cry here like a, and show your former courage! ”

Shouted by the visitor, the beggar straightened up, and his eyes followed the visitor's hand to see the neat official uniforms stacked on the bed, although he couldn't see the whole picture clearly, but just from some embroidery walking, the beggar could see the grade of the official uniform.

"I'll give you a stick of incense, clean yourself up, I'll wait for you outside the door. But then again, if you want revenge, and you have the guts to put it back on; If you have lost your temper and only want to survive the rest of your life, then get out of here now! ”

The man had spoken so rudely and out of place that he wanted to see the beggar's reaction. The beggar knelt motionless, neither getting up to change his clothes nor turning to leave the barracks. The visitor smiled slightly, and he turned and walked out of the tent, knowing that his agitation method had worked.

Standing in the barracks, looking at the guards patrolling back and forth, the people who came and went also had mixed feelings in their hearts, this road was really too risky. The man closed his eyes, rested for a while, and when the time was up, he immediately turned around and returned to the tent.

At this time, the beggar was gone, and there was a military general standing in the tent, his armor shining and heroic. The military general turned around, his hair was neatly bunned, his face was yellow and beardless, and his eyebrows and eyes were the same as back then, except for his temples and snow-dyed.

"It is worthy of Zhou Xunliang, Commander Zhou!"

"Thank you Zhang Huaiyuan, Lord Zhang!"