Chapter Twenty-Three: The Night

It has passed the fifteenth of May, and the moon is the last quarter moon. Unexpectedly, there would be a moon on a rainy night, which gave Zhao Jiajun an unexpected surprise.

In fact, it is not far from the small cave where everyone is located to the cottage where the mountain wind passes, and there are only two mountains in between.

The two people who were caught didn't go to other cottages to report the news, but they wanted to know where Zhao Yun and his party were, and he didn't want the things in his hand to fly.

More than 200 horses, that's a lot of wealth.

On weekdays, he collects some protection money from passing caravans in Funiu Mountain, and he has always had a plan to wash his hands of gold from now on, but he has never had such an opportunity.

The mountain wind is different from the ordinary bandits, he is a literate bandit, he knows that he will break into ghosts when he walks at night for a long time, and being a bandit is never a long-term solution, so he has to find an opportunity to wash his name.

Sometimes, large caravans are estimated to have so much money, and the key is that they are the stuff of several large families.

Those are not as scarce as horses, they can't be eaten, they can't be used, they don't dare to sell them, they can't transport them away, and they are surrounded by some family territories.

It is said that Xiucai knows the world without going out, that is just bragging, and the biggest place that the mountain wind has reached is Wuyin County.

It's not that other places don't want to go to see the world, but what if someone else knows who you are? That's no better than in the Funiu Mountains, where two officials can arrest themselves.

In Wuyin County, there are no more than twenty horses, the most of which are Yanzhao flavor.

Self-care for the people does not fight with the officials, and the thieves are also the people, not the people.

He had seen Zhang Xianwei of Wuyin from a distance, and the formation, riding on a high-headed horse, was indescribably majestic.

And Yan Zhao flavor? Nima, Xianwei eats inside like a grandson, God knows how big it is?

People who don't even dare to mess with County Wei, don't think that he has the guts to offend Yan Zhao, who is more powerful than County Wei.

So far, he didn't know that the horse he wanted to rob belonged to the Zhao family, and the Zhao family was the backstage of Yan Zhao's flavor.

If he knew, he wouldn't dare to do anything if he had 10,000 dares. The official university crushed people to death, what happened to the Yuan family? Isn't it someone in the imperial court?

Yan Zhao flavor? Nima, the father-in-law next to the emperor had to be polite when he arrived inside, and it was only then that he saw the majestic Zhang Xianwei's cowardice.

"Mr. Yuan," the mountain breeze at this moment is full of spring breeze: "Guo will rely on you in the future!" ”

After speaking, he raised the big earthen bowl and did it first in respect.

Scar took a sip of wine reservedly: "Don't worry, Guo is in charge." Those horses are fat and strong, they are all war horses, and Yuan can find a home in Runan. ”

"Ordinary good horses, almost 120,000 yuan, these high-quality military horses, each must not be less than this number!"

He smiled and held out two fingers and shook them in front of the bandits.

Oh my god! The mountain wind almost swallowed my tongue.

Originally, I thought that 200 horses would be 30 million yuan when I was full, but now I know that it has at least doubled.

When the time comes, will it be the Runan Taishou or the Rennan County or Nanyang Taishou? Well, it's better to be in Jingzhou, otherwise you will always have to rely on the Yuan family's breath in Yuzhou.

"Mr. Yuan, rest assured!" Guoshan Feng picked up a bowl of wine and drank it all: "The whole Funiu Mountain knows that I, Guo, have never treated my friends badly!" ”

He didn't dare to talk too much, he kept drinking, and his head was a little dizzy, but he still knew the severity.

At least for now, the people of the Yuan family can't be offended at all, and if they can't honor what they say, they will have their own small shoes to wear in the future.

"Then who, have Du Qi'er and Zhang Qi'er come back?" The mountain wind burped and yelled at the leader of the mountain bandits.

In his heart, those horses are all his own, and they can't make mistakes, which is related to the happiness of the second half of his life, the happiness of the Guo family, and finally being able to live in the sun and live a good life!

"Big brother, that group may not walk at night for fear of hurting our horses!" One of the leaders laughed: "Anyway, those two boys are clever enough, maybe we'll be back after we finish talking!" ”

After saying that, the whole hall was filled with laughter.

Huh, our horses? I don't like to hear this. It's all mine, mine, mine, and important things to say three times.

It's a pity that some words can't be said, and these people have to contribute.

Even if he has a future income, someone will have to take charge of the financial road of Funiu Mountain.

"Mr. Yuan, this is my third brother Guo Cheng." Guoshan Feng patted his head and introduced: "One day Guo is not in Funiu Mountain, he will take my place and continue to serve you!" ”

"Yes, Mr. Yuan!" Guo Cheng is not a little worse than his brother.

In terms of appearance, the mountain wind is a little fat, and he still looks like a man.

His third brother looked a little obscene, and when smallpox appeared on his face, he left a white pockmark.

If it weren't for his brother supporting him, how could Guo Cheng, who could only be powerful, have status?

Scar is well-informed, and he knows it from the man's demeanor and the disgust of the big and small bosses.

"Really?" He remained silent: "Then it will be troublesome for the three masters." ”

"No, he's the second in command!" The mountain breeze was so happy, not only did his subordinates refuse to toast, but he also made several large bowls from time to time.

The atmosphere in the hall is a little weird, and the big and small leaders only remember it now, the mountain breeze usually lets the second master, and everyone just thinks it's just talking, who knows that even the cottage has to be handed over to him!

"Two masters, all heroes, drink and drink!" Scar lifted the earthen bowl to break the embarrassment: "Yuan respects everyone!" ”

"Mr. Xie Yuan!" The crowd raised their bowls with a bang.

After the accident of the Yuan family, he immediately rode a donkey to Wuyin County, and the Yuan family naturally had eyeliner here, and sent someone to make an appointment in advance to cross the mountain.

As soon as I entered the county, I received a report from the eyeliner, saying that Zhao Yun and the others had not arrived at all, so they were relieved to go to Yanzhao to make a plan.

For a time, the whole cottage hall was staggered, and the guests and hosts were happy, just waiting for the dawn to go down the mountain and guard the arrival of two hundred horses in Jigong Gorge.

Horseback riders? Naturally, kill them all!

Opposite the Jade Emperor Peak is the Queen Mother Peak, which is less than half of the height, but people feel that the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother themselves are a pair.

The mountain to the east of the Queen Mother Peak is shorter, called the cat's back, and the two sides of the peak are steep and slightly wider in the middle, like a cat sneaking.

The mountain that the cat is facing away from is located directly east of the tip of the Jade Emperor, and it actually took a funnel ping, and I don't know how it was taken, unlike a funnel, and it is not flat.

interrogated Du Qi'er and Zhang Qi'er separately, and the conclusions were similar.

The mountain bandits all expected that the two hundred horsemen would be windy and rainy in the afternoon, so they had already found a place to take shelter from the rain and rest.

It's just that you have to know the exact location, and when Zhao Yun and his party arrive at Jigong Gorge, they will be blocked at both ends, and they will catch turtles in an urn.

Du Qi'er's eyes are always dripping, and she looks like a treacherous person. Without waiting for Zhao Yun's orders, Xu Shu asked Zhao Long to cut it directly.

It can be said that the mountain wind is extremely evil, and many caravans have been destroyed, and everyone in the cottage has blood on their hands, and there are no innocent people.

If you don't have two brushes, it is impossible for the cottage with a scoop handle to enter, and they are all ruthless characters who kill people without blinking.

The moonlight is gradually turning west, and standing on the mountainside of Funnel Ping, you can see that the lights in the village are bright, and the noise is heard.

"Send him on his way!" Zhao Long was extremely calm.

Zhang Qi'er didn't even make a sound before he fell down crookedly, and it wasn't until he didn't move anymore that the hands that covered his mouth didn't let go.

Tonight, the nest of bandits in the mountains is destined to leave no chickens and dogs.