Chapter 9: Meet the Master

Zhang Yan agreed, hugged Gong Nian Huai to the horse that Meng Zhijing was riding, and compared the size of the two, and Gong Nian Huai hugged Meng Zhijing's waist and sat on the horse's buttocks. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Gong Yi Nianhuai was hugged by Zhang Yan, and he was very upset, and after sitting firmly, he quietly said to Zhang Yan, "Brother Zhang, the younger brother will repay the righteousness of today's two hugs." ”

Zhang Yan just patted Gong Nian Huai's back, the corners of his mouth moved, and he didn't know whether to laugh or what, so he let go.

Meng Zhijing stretched out his hand and grabbed the Gongyi Nianhuai behind him, and said, "Brother Gongyi is seated, driven, and gone." ”

When looking at it again, Meng Zhijing shook the reins, raised his neck under his crotch and screamed, stepped on the horse's pedal, and the spurs stabbed the horse's abdomen again.

Gong Nian Huai hugged Meng Zhijing's waist tightly, the wind was whistling in his ears, and he was so frightened that he even closed his eyes.

I don't know how long I ran, at first I was afraid to open my eyes, and then I couldn't open my eyes. Gongsun Nianhuai's waist was about to be broken, shaking off the horse like a fallen leaf in the wind, and the whole rag doll hung behind Meng Zhijing, floating around, leaning forward and backward.

When Meng Zhijing stretched out his hand to hold Gong Nian Huai and gently put him on the ground, Gong Nian Huai took a breath, and as soon as his feet landed, he sat on the ground with a sigh.

Gong Nian Huai faintly heard the sound of someone coming and leading the horse away, and then someone put his arm on his arm and dragged him from the ground and dragged him to the ground.

"Brother Meng, is my life still alive?"

"Here, here, Brother Gong, please go here, hey, don't go, let's take you in."

"Brother Meng, no, the younger brother can still insist." Gong lost Nianhuai just broke his teeth, and he had to go in by himself, to see Meng Hui, his boss's ancestor, from the perspective of later generations, is the object of his admiration, at least Meng Hui forced himself to admire his ancestor, and from the present world, it is more important, after he came to this era, the first backer had to be Meng Hui. So as soon as they meet, they can't give him the impression of being weak, otherwise the price will be a bit big.

Gong Nian Huai crossed his legs, found his balance, waved his arm at Meng Zhijing, and roared, "Please Brother Meng lead the way." "Following Meng Zhijing, the duck walked very resolutely. It's just that the muscles on the face are not very good-looking, like the water surface blown by a strong wind.

The whole body seems to be falling apart, the duck walks a little faster, sore and sore, but you have to endure it, your eyes can't be idle, you can't stop looking left and right.

Why?

This is the habit of reciting Huai, and every time you go to an unfamiliar place, you must first figure out your surroundings, which is related to both your own work and prudence.

Most of the time is abroad, measuring the land for those who have not been civilized for a long time, planning routes, where it is suitable to build bridges, where there must be a bend, where to dig a tunnel or something, and not paying attention to the environment.

And then there's security. In the country of black millet and millet animals, carnivorous animals must be guarded against, this thief and that thief must be guarded against, familiar with the environment is better than running around like a headless fly when danger comes, life is only once, if you are not careful, you will not come back.

Those who shouted for my life were already underground.

Is this Zaoyang City? Didn't all the ancient cities have walls?

Oh, the walls are a little smaller, like a courtyard.

There are many small courtyards around the yard, and it is difficult to see it from a distance.

These courtyards are built on a gentle slope, and the view is not clear, and it is not known how big the surrounding area is. The two horses that he and Meng Zhijing rode were being led around the courtyard wall and sent to the back.

The courtyard in front of you is the largest in sight, and it is not as majestic as it is, and it can be a big circle with the courtyard houses of old Beijing. This courtyard wall, that is, the lower half is more than half a person high is stone, and the upper part is rammed earth, judging from the color of the rammed earth, the ramming time will not be very long.

There is a gate in the middle of the courtyard wall, and there is not even a corner door or a side door. On either side of the door stood two soldiers, standing guard, with no guns in their hands and only a knife hanging from their waists.

If it weren't for Meng Zhijing's leadership, Gong Yi Nianhuai would have thought that he had gone to a village and went to the landlord to ask for a bowl of rice to eat.

"Brother Meng, Brother Meng, this is Zaoyang City? How can it look like a big village, and there are no city walls, how can it defend against the enemy? ”

"Brother Gong, Zaoyang is still ten miles to the east. This is the Tuntian camp, and my father is waiting in the yard for my brother. Meng Zhijing said, came over and helped Gong Yi Nianhuai. This help, Gong Nian Huai understood, Meng Zhijing was not worried about falling down, but he thought that he was walking slowly, and the strength of the support was far less than the force of pulling.

The two soldiers standing guard saw Meng Zhijing coming over with a duck-walking boy, and they didn't have any eyesight, but their waists straightened, and they said, "I've seen Gongzi, Gongzi, please come in, the general is waiting." "That's it, I don't even mean to help.

Gong Yi Nian Huai glanced at the two soldiers, if in the future generations, who are you, the son is here, how do you have to run before and after, what, the shoes are big, don't follow the feet, okay, tomorrow for a pair of small sizes, my three-year-old girl's shoes are no one wearing, give it to you.

This threshold, is this Nima's threshold, isn't this a horizontal bar, so high, I don't know if my duck can take a step, how to cross it, isn't it difficult to be a person. None of the pigs in the house will be able to cross over.

Meng Zhijing is quite intimate, his hands are inserted into the armpit of Gong Nian Huai, and after a little competition, Gong Nian Huai's feet do not touch the ground, and he has crossed the high threshold.

The yard is a little exquisite, a color of bluestone paving, very smooth, as soon as the feet fall on the stone road, the public loses Nianhuai will be angry, the legs are straight and straight like a pair of chopsticks, the waist and eyes are also filled with true qi, the whole person is tall and handsome, heroic and compelling. If you have a Longquan sword hanging on your waist and a snake spear in your hand, hey, it's like who came into the world.

No matter how sore and uncomfortable the body is, he can't be short at this time. In front of Meng Zhijing, it can be slightly brittle, softer, and more glutinous, anyway, they are all the same age, and they are not so particular.

But not here.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard gate, Gong Nian Huai saw that there was a tree in the yard, and there was a big grinding plate under the tree, and there were several people sitting around the big grinding plate.

As soon as the two entered, no one around the big mill stood up. Why? Even if you Meng Zhijing is the eldest son of Meng Hui, in the eyes of these people, it is just like that, and it is not noble enough for them to stand up to greet it.

Big guy! The guy is big!

The words and deeds of these people will very likely affect the space for future activities in the future. Sticking out your head is a knife and shrinking your head is also a knife, so let's go straight to it, I'm not the turtle bastard.

Very good! When Gong Nian Huai's high-waisted leather boots "click, click" the bluestone slab, someone sitting around the millstone finally looked over here.

This is called hearing the voice of the person before seeing it, and there is a saying.

Meng Zhijing listened to the strange shoes on Gong Nianhuai's feet that could make such a pleasant sound, and the little stars in his eyes flashed again.

Seeing that someone was looking this way, Meng Zhijing didn't care whether Gong Nian Huai could stand firmly, and threw off his stride and walked towards the grinding plate. The bluestone slab was trampled on with a loud bang, but unfortunately no matter how Meng Zhijing pedaled, he couldn't make a crisp rhythmic sound of "clicking" of the public loss recitation.

"Qingyuan is back." Someone said hello, who is this, it shouldn't be Meng Hui. Whether it is at home or in the barracks, it cannot be Meng Hui.

Gong Nian Huai followed the sound and saw that the man was sitting at the bottom of the place, sitting on the stone bench, turning his head sideways, looking at them with a smile.

"Hello Uncle Wang, wait for the little nephew to hand over the order, and then talk to Uncle Wang." Meng Zhijing replied softly, walked a few steps faster, two steps away from the grinding plate, stood still with a snap, and saluted the person sitting in the first place.

Gong Nian Huai is not in a hurry, he is also observing a few people, no matter what, he is also a guest. Speaking of status, it's really hard to rank seniority by age.

As for how Meng Zhijing gave the ceremony, he didn't understand it.

"The general, the last general was ordered to escort five carts of medicinal materials, which have been handed over to the medical camp. Doctor Wang is handing over to Zhang Yan. ”

"Well, the medicinal herbs are a small matter, why don't you introduce the little brother? Medicinal materials don't know how to heal people, and those who heal people are also, are medicinal materials heavy or people? ”

"I, oh," Meng Zhijing was still happy, and his father knew that he didn't praise people, at least he didn't praise his own children, and if he didn't praise him, he would praise it. But it's also rarely harsh. Now why is the sound higher than the other, and the medicinal materials are heavy, what does this mean?

The person called Uncle Wang by Meng Zhijing stood up, patted Meng Zhijing on the shoulder first, and muttered two sentences in Meng Zhijing's ear, I don't know what he said, anyway, Meng Zhijing made a tiger leap, and he rushed to the front of Gong Nian Huai, and took Gong Nian Huai's hand and pulled it to the grinding plate.

That's the grinding!

Gong Yi Nianhuai understood that it should be Meng Heng who was talking to Meng Zhijing, and the words were said to Meng Zhijing, but his eyes did not leave him. It's not just Meng Heng's eyes on himself, but also on other people's eyes, they are not interested in how Meng Zhijing gives orders, and they are just routine.

Today, they gathered in this courtyard for the sake of the public loss of Nianhuai.

"Father, Grandpa Jiang, Uncle Fang, Uncle Wang, this is the descendant of the Gongyi clan, who can cure malaria."

Gong lost Nian Huai scolded in his heart, who to scold, who else can he scold, scold Meng Zhijing. How can there be such an introduction, what kind of male heirs can cure malaria. Your grandmother's, dare to love herself, a big living person, it is better to lose this surname. Being polite to oneself is also aimed at the ability to cure malaria, and people are directly ignored.

At this time, I have to hold on, if you don't introduce me to this public loser, I won't be polite. If you have the ability, let the public lose this surname to treat you for malaria.

"Gong Nian Huai Gongzi, come on, come and sit here with Uncle Fang." The middle-aged man who was still sitting on Uncle Wang's left stood up, called out the name of Gong Nian Huai, his tone was gentle, with a distant smile on his face, and patted the stone bench next to him to invite Gong Nian Huai to sit down.

"Yes, yes, Gong Nian Huai, come here and sit down, I'll be next to you." Meng Zhijing doesn't seem to have understood yet.

The person named Uncle Fang smiled, "Qingyuan, first introduce to your uncles Nianhuai Gongzi, Tuntian is a big deal." ”

Meng Zhijing slapped his head, "Oh, yes." As soon as he saw his brother, Qing Yuanle forgot everything. Hey, hey,"

"Brother Gong, this is my father."