Chapter 41: Green Mountain
After Li Taibai finished speaking, his figure disappeared in an instant, Wu Jing closed his eyes, and seemed to have a leisurely contemplation, Zuo Yin was in this embarrassing situation, so he had to hold his breath and meditate without saying a word.
The carriage had been gone for several hours, and by the time the convoy had stopped, it was already nightfall.
Zuo Yin followed Wu Gong out of the carriage, and when the other soldiers saw Zuo Yin, most of them showed a knowing smile, and they rode in the same carriage with Wu Gong, up and down the empire, I don't know how many people's extravagant expectations.
Zuo Yin shook his head helplessly, there are some things, it is useless to explain, besides, the grievances between Wu Gong and himself, the ancestor, do not seem to be as simple as they seem, and he is not good to think about, anyway, the current thing is to prepare for entering the Imperial Martial Arts Hall.
The climate in southern Xinjiang is relatively mild, with little change, often slightly humid and gloomy. Now that it is winter, the wind mixed with fine Xiaoice particles often blows on the face, and there is some faint pain, but Zuo Yin has long been used to it.
Seeing that the soldiers were busy setting up camp tents, Zuo Yin also rushed over to help, and walked over, only to find that it was Gongsun Tao, the commander of the guard battalion, who was commanding.
Gongsun Tao watched Zuo Yin arrive, and was driving a wooden stake into the ground in his hand, and he commanded:
"Zuo Yin, go get that tarpaulin."
Zuo Yin hurriedly walked over and handed the dark green rain cloth on the ground to Gongsun Tao, and then the two of them worked with others to set up this temporary camp.
After doing all this, Gongsun Tao waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's all go to dinner." β
He turned around and pointed out to Zuo Yin: "By the way, Zuo Yin, you are the entourage of this convoy, just follow Lin Lao, he is the doctor of Cangnan, and you also have something to talk about." β
Zuo Yin followed Gongsun Tao's fingers and found that there was an old man in white clothes and black pants over there, the old man's bright head was very eye-catching, and he was leaning against a big tree, chewing and swallowing his dinner slowly. Because of his lower head, Zuo Yin couldn't see his face clearly.
After Zuo Yin hurriedly finished eating, he walked to the old man's side. The old man was originally closing his eyes to recuperate, but he didn't expect Zuo Yin to approach as soon as he approached, and before he could salute, the old man had already raised his head and opened his eyes, looked at Zuo Yin and said:
"Zuo Yin, right, this is the first time you've scolded the old man to spare me, huh?" His eyes were full of ridicule.
Zuo Yin was a little surprised when he saw the old man, this old man he knew, it was the janitor of the fire department's doctor camp. When he first went to the doctor's camp that day to report, it was this old man who showed him the way.
And this time is the same as last time, the old man seems to close his eyes and recuperate, but in fact he is very sensitive to the outside world, and when he sees the burning eyes of the old man, he can really be called deaf and clear.
Zuo Yin bowed to his fist, "Fire Tiger Doctor Battalion Pharmacist, Zuo Yin, meet Lin Lao." β
The old man wondered, "Who told you my last name?" β
Zuo Yin did not hesitate, "Gongsun Tao Battalion Commander." β
The old man was a little stunned, and then said: "In this case, you can accompany me, an old man, on this long road, I hope that Captain Zuo will not reject the old man." β
Zuo Yin hurriedly said: "Zuo Yin doesn't dare." But there was still a trace of doubt in my heart.
Since Lin Lao was able to accompany him as a doctor, it was obvious that his medical skills were not low, but he had studied herbal medicine in the physician camp for half a year, and although he often saw this gatekeeper Lin Lao, he didn't know his identity, and it seemed that this Lin Lao was a little mysterious in the Cangnan Army.
Seeing Zuo Yin's thoughtful eyes, Lin Lao said indifferently:
"Don't think too much, I'm just an old man who guards the door, and if you want to talk about medical skills, I know a little bit."
Got a little bit of it? The corners of Zuo Yin's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at the whole team, and the one wearing a doctor's uniform on the bright face was just Lin Lao, if he wanted to say that he only knew a little about medical skills, Zuo Yin didn't believe what he said.
However, since the old man refused to say it clearly, Zuo Yin naturally wouldn't go to find out, and there were some things that were better to be confused.
After late at night, Zuo Yin shared a tent with the old man and fell asleep like this.
Originally, Zuo Yin still wanted to keep vigil, but after Wu Jing heard about it, he laughed at him as a teenager, so he didn't have to worry about it, just have the soldiers of the guard battalion in charge, and Zuo Yin put down his mind and slept peacefully.
In the next three days, Zuo Yin walked with the convoy on the road that he had traveled nine months ago, and he felt a little emotional in his heart, he had grown from a helpless little medicine farmer nine months ago to the current captain of the Fire Tiger, but he felt a little far away.
On the afternoon of the fifth day of departure, the convoy finally approached Castle Peak City. Zuo Yin was a little nostalgic when he saw his hometown from a distance, Qingshan City in his eyes had not changed from nine months ago, and it was still the same.
The difference is that there are many people gathered at the gate of Castle Peak Castle today.
When he walked into the gate of Qingshan City, Zuo Yin found that there were a bunch of people at the door:
On the one hand, it is the official headed by Zhao Jinxi, the county lieutenant of Qingshan City, and on the other hand, it is a member of the Lingnan Gang led by Lin Hong.
Zuo Yin even saw that Lin Xiuwen was behind his father, hidden in a black brocade robe, and everyone bent down to salute Wu Jing respectfully.
"I've seen Wu Gong."
"I've seen Wei Guogong."
The two different titles come to mind, generally speaking, only Wu Jing's former subordinates or protΓ©gΓ©s will call "Wu Gong", and others are called Wei Guogong according to their titles.
And Lin Hong used to be a member of the guard camp of the Duke of Weiguo, so he was naturally qualified to call Wu Jing "Duke Wu".
Wu Jing's expression did not change in the slightest, and he raised his hand on the horse and said:
"No need to be polite."
Zhao Jinxi is over thirty-five years old, and for an official, it is the time when he has energy and experience, but he was sent to Qingshan City.
Everyone knows that Qingshan City is under the nose of the Cangnan Army, and it is the sphere of influence of the Cangnan Army.
So Zhao Jinxi has been conscientious, for fear of making a little mistake, for Lin Hong, who used to belong to the guard battalion of the Patriotic Guard, as long as it is not too much, he also opens one eye and closes one eye.
Originally, as an imperial official, it was easy to cause criticism when he came into contact with the military generals stationed there. But this time it's Wei Guogong, the only general in the empire, and Zhao Jinxi doesn't have to worry about this.
After the ceremony, Zhao Jinxi arched his hand and said: "Wei Guogong is driving to Qingshan City, which is really a fortunate thing for a small city, Jin Xi implored Wei Guogong to rest in the post house." β
Wu Jing said directly: "These people of mine, just rest for one night tonight, don't bother County Lieutenant Zhao." "I rejected Zhao Jinxi's arrangement.
Zhao Jinxi was not annoyed, he knew that Wei Guogong must have come to stay in the Lingnan Gang, he was just making a show, and said at the moment: "Then don't talk about Wei Guogong, Jin Xi will retire." Then he led the officials away, apparently because he understood Wu Jing's temperament and did not want to disturb.
Seeing Zhao Jinxi walking away, Lin Hong smiled directly, and the knife marks on his face did not look so scary, but gave birth to a bit of an old pawn's ruffian, if the young girl saw it, she might fall because of it.
Lin Hong walked directly in front of Wu Jing, skillfully took the war horse under Wu Jing's crotch, and walked forward like this, Gongsun Tao was not surprised by this, and calmly followed Wu Jing into Qingshan City, Zuo Yin was a little surprised, it was the first time he saw the first person in the underworld in Qingshan City to behave like this.
As the convoy slowly stepped into Qingshan City, this hometown gradually revealed her winter scenery to Zuo Yin, the houses were in good order, there was still a little snow in many places, and there were a large number of people watching on both sides of the main street of Qingshan City, on the houses, and even on the eaves.
Just kidding, the emperor only entered Beijing once in three years, and finally waited for it, so he naturally wanted to take a look with his wife and children, and by the way, boasted about what kind of foundation he should establish if he was born in the Yuanjia period.
Wu Jing looked at these ordinary people, but there was no majesty in front of Zhao Jinxi, smiled kindly, and bowed to the people, and the people who were seen by Wu Jing instantly had an unknown sense of glory, and they flushed with excitement for a while.
Lin Hong led the horse in front of him and joked:
"Gong Wu, you have only appeared here once in three years, but you are more famous than my Lao Lin who stays here all day."
Wu Jing saw this person who was the only person left in the guard camp back then, and said with a smile:
"This is your own choice, if you stayed in the army back then, how can you say that you can have 5,000 people under your command now?"
Lin Hong pouted as he walked: "I'm tired, the road ahead is blocked, it's not good." β
After that, he led Wu Jing into a small alley with few people.
Wu Jing sighed, "Yes, the road ahead is blocked. β
The two fell silent.
Zuo Yin followed the team, and looked at the familiar scenery excitedly along the way, this fur shop, that blacksmith shop, little by little, are his own memories, Zuo Yin is a young man after all, and he has a faint heart of glory to return to his hometown.
When Zuo Yin looked around, Lin Xiuwen followed silently, and when Zuo Yin looked back and saw it, he was startled.
Lin Xiuwen is still that faintly sick appearance, it seems that he is still so frail, and the black brocade clothes on his body today bring him a sense of luxury, but in Qingshan City, it looks a little nondescript.
Lin Xiuwen seemed to see what Zuo Yin was thinking, and said with a smile: "There's no way, it's easy to catch a cold every winter, so although it looks bloated, I have no choice but to settle it." β
Although Lin Xiuwen looked a little gloomy, but this time, in the three formal meetings with Zuo Yin, they were all frank and honest, and Zuo Yin's impression of him was also good.
Zuo Yin saw that Lin Xiuwen's martial arts realm was not high, and now it was only the early stage of body forging, and he could only barely be regarded as having the power of self-preservation.
"Martial arts can improve physical fitness, and Brother Lin can practice it on weekdays."
Lin Xiuwen smiled, and Zuo Yin couldn't understand the meaning in his smile.
Lin Xiuwen asked rhetorically: "Do you think my realm is low because I am lazy to practice martial arts?" β
Zuo Yin was a little embarrassed for a while, he thought like this, because he had studied with the old doctor for half a year, Zuo Yin could see that Lin Xiuwen's physical weakness was not a big illness, but just a little lack of exercise.
However, Zuo Yin experienced the test of life and death on the battlefield, and his heart was naturally much clearer, and he replied immediately:
Zuo Yin really thinks so.
Lin Xiuwen waved his hand and said with a chuckle: "There are many people who practice martial arts in the world, and there are not many Lin Xiuwen, but the real reader, in my opinion, even me, there are only two people in the world." β
Sammi Lin's arrogance,
For a while, Zuo Yin was deeply shocked.