Youzhou is a border city, a border city heavily garrisoned.

When the army camps at night, it is necessary to be on the lookout for a sneak attack from the enemy. Therefore, even in their sleep, the nerves of the soldiers did not dare to relax a little.

The night, the dark night, the dark night when you can't see your fingers, everything is silent. However, the quieter the night, the more likely it is to have problems, and the nerves of the soldiers will be tighter. In the dark night, I don't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and the soldiers think that the enemy is sneaking in the dark, and they will often trample on each other, and even wave the blades in their hands indiscriminately, which is easy to cause accidental injuries, which is the so-called "night terror", also known as "camp roar". Therefore, the most important thing in the barracks is the tranquility of the night, and any slightly abnormal movement may cause riots and even disasters. Therefore, making noise at night is a taboo in the army.

A few years ago, there was a mad student, named Cui Ying, who was the guest of the general Zhang Jianfeng, who almost lost his little life because of Yingxiao, just a little bit, a loss.

It was late at night, probably after drinking a little wine, Cui Ying's classmates were crazy and excited, and they even sang in the barracks. This time, it can be regarded as a hornet's nest. Angry soldiers poured in like a tidal wave, swords waving in their hands, shouting to break the taboo mad into pieces. Finally, Zhang Jianfeng reacted quickly and hid Cui Ying in advance, otherwise, he would have to be torn to pieces on the spot.

The next day, at the banquet, the eunuch of the prison suddenly smiled and said to Zhang Jianfeng: We are friends, good friends who talk about everything. Since we're good friends, we should help each other, you say, right? Zhang Jianfeng didn't think about it, so he nodded frequently.

Since we help each other and love each other, can we play a game?

Of course.

We, me and you, fulfill each other's request, unconditionally unsatisfied! You say, okay?

Well, of course!

Okay, my request is to give Cui Ying to me!

Zhang Jianfeng was taken aback, it seems that people still refuse to let go of this crazy life. However, the words have already been spoken, and that is the water that has been spilled, and there is no reason to take it back.

Okay, I promise you.

The overseer was overjoyed and thanked him again and again.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. Zhang Jianfeng calmly said to the prison guard: Do you want to listen to my request?

Of course!

Give Cui Ying back to me!

The prison guard was stunned for a moment, knowing that he was bypassed by Zhang Jianfeng. I had to smile wryly and shake my head.

All the generals present were amused by the two.

In the laughter, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and Cui Ying finally picked up this little life.

Back then, Cui Ying almost lost his life as soon as he did it. Now, Wei Yong sings every night, and he doesn't take the so-called Yingxiao seriously. And the old festival envoy just shook his head and didn't say anything.

The leader didn't speak, Wei Yong seemed to have received a holy decree, and began to toss more vigorously.

Do it, Wei Yong, you can do it. If a man does not die, how can he die!

Whether it is Zhang Hongjing or Wei Yong, they would never have thought that now, in Youzhou, everyone has become a firecracker. Now, all it takes is a match to blow up the entire Youzhou.

Soon, the match came. The provider of friendship is none other than Wei Yong.