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The white-bellied swallows that went south returned to the mud nest under the eaves, and flew out and flew in in the morning and evening, chattering non-stop.

Time flies, as if it is just a blink of an eye, and it is spring after the New Year, but now it is the second year of the early peace of the Han Dynasty.

As soon as the day dawned, Sun Baitou shouted that nearly 30 large and small cattle were grazing by him and went out, and the adult cattle were all pulled to work in the field some time ago, and a few days after they came back, the old man Sun was very distressed, and he had recently gone far, looking for tender grass to treat them, and returned at night.

The road was lined with fields that had been planted only a few days ago, and he carefully watched over the cattle all the way to prevent them from trampling into the ground, and the one-year-old calf in the herd was the most mischievous, and he was whipped twice by Sun Bai before fleeing back into the herd.

Not far ahead is the Qingzhang River, there is a stone-based wooden bridge on the river that was erected only a few years ago, the cattle step on it, the wooden planks on the bridge deck will make a "creaking" sound, but they are all half-foot-thick planks, very strong, don't worry about not being able to stand the gravity.

When crossing the river, Sun Baitou couldn't help but touch his arms again, in addition to the water bladder, the two wheat cakes he carried when he went out were still there, which made him feel a lot more at ease.

These two wheat cakes are what he eats all the way, and after being mixed in the troubled times for a long time, he always feels that no matter when and where, he must have food on his body to feel at ease.

Sun Baitou has no children and grandchildren alive, nearly seventy years old, in the group of thieves, it is rare to live to this age, surnamed Sun, because of the white hair, he is called Sun Baitou, as for the real name, no one can know except himself, he was originally the old and weak of the Fuyun Department, after the Qu Shuai Fuyun and the officers and soldiers were killed, he was sent to the Deng Ji Department with the strength of the headquarters.

Although his body is still neat, after all, he is really old, and now he can't hold the plowshare, so he can only be a cowherd in the Shehou country.

The boys of Deng Jibu are all practicing literature and martial arts, and the matter of grazing is handed over to the old men, as he generally grazes livestock in Shehou State and Huguan There are more than 1,000 old men, and they can be seen everywhere in the four fields, but Sun Baitou is not the only one.

Sun Baitou lived on the east bank of the Qingzhang River, and after crossing the river, he shouted at the cattle to walk slowly to the old locust tree on the west bank.

Although it was still early at this time, there was already a famous young man in a wide robe in his twenties standing under the tree, waiting with a wooden slip in his hand, and when he saw Sun Baitou driving the cattle over, he greeted him from afar: "Uncle Sun, today is your earliest again!" ”

There are more than 40,000 cattle, horses, mules, donkeys, sheep and all kinds of livestock grazing outside, and in order to prevent accidents, it is quite necessary to count them once a day in the morning and evening.

There is not much to say between the short-shirted pariahs and the wide-robed people, and if his young grandson is still alive, he should be this person's age and similar appearance, Sun Baitou felt upset when he saw him, and he didn't want to answer, so he only snorted lightly in his nose in response.

The young man's surname is Yang Mingli, the word letter friend, Huguan people, last year Deng Ji relied on Jiao's internal should take Huguan, since he was also afraid that the Hao family should dedicate the city to the official mansion, so he moved all his people to the Hou Kingdom, Yang is one of them, but his family is counted among the people who adapt to the life of the thief's den, when Tian Chou recruited people, Yang Li and others were the first batch of applicants.

The number of cattle is not bad, Yang Li ordered, took a pen and wrote it down on the wooden tablet, and someone shouted at the cattle from afar, and Sun Baitou left first.

The old man was not fast, but he went out early, and walked slowly all the way to Huguan for more than ten miles, and when he reached the foot of the western slope, the morning light had just shone on the top of the mountains above.

This hillside is full of rows of small mounds, just growing some tender grass, but not much, the newly covered yellow mud below can still be seen clearly, yellow and green, very conspicuous.

When he arrived, Sun Baitou let the herd of cattle spread out at the foot of the slope to graze on the weeds, while his family went up the slope, counted along the left side of the fourth row, and sat down cross-legged in front of the thirty-fifth mound.

"Brother Zhang, my brother came to see you again today!" Patting the mound, the old man spat out a sentence lightly.

As long as you come out to graze, this is the place where Sun Baitou must come, and buried in the mound is an old friend who was still in the Fuyun Department before.

In the soil in front of the mound, there is also a small piece of meat sacrifice buried by Sun Baitou himself, which was taken from the white rabbit, with this, presumably the old man can also sleep peacefully.

After Qu Shuai came back from capturing Zhenggu alive, he handed it over to the old and weak in the valley to deal with, Sun Baitou was not greedy by others, and only took a small piece of meat on him to comfort his old friend.

The sun rose a little higher, and at last it was able to shine here, and the old man took out a piece of wheat cake, opened it and passed it to his mouth.

Chewing and eating, Sun Baitou felt that the older people are, the more afraid of death becomes, the old man, and his wife, sons, daughters-in-law, and grandchildren who were gone earlier have all left one by one, leaving only himself to survive in the world, but he still doesn't want to die at all, I'm afraid it will be a few years before I go down to accompany them.

"See you tomorrow, old man!"

This side was too close to the residence of the Marquis of She, and the weeds had been eaten by the cattle over and over again, and the cattle could not find much to eat, so after using up half a piece of wheat cake, the old man stood up, patted off the dirt and weeds on his body, and went downhill and shouted at the cattle to continue on.

The later herdsmen had already surpassed Sun Baitou and went up the hillside in front, this piece was all old acquaintances, and they were all the way forward, greeting people constantly.

"Lao Guo, why did you graze here today?"

It's just that today is a little special, in front of a gentle field, I saw an acquaintance who is rare on weekdays, Sun Baitou couldn't help but stop and screamed in surprise.

Lao Guo is not old, in fact, he is not yet fifty years old, but his face is full of wrinkles, and everyone he knows only calls him Lao Guo.

Sun Baitou is a cowherd, but Lao Guo is a horse herd, and he was famous for raising horses when he was still in the Fuyun Department, and now he is specially grazing for Qu Shuai Deng Ji, which is much more eye-catching than his Sun Baitou.

In the past two months, the bandits have all been rumored to have Deng Ji got two BMWs, Sun Baitou has only heard but has not seen it, his heart has been itching so much, his mouth is talking to him, but his eyes are only looking at the horses behind him, more than 20 two-year-old horses are extraordinary, all kinds of fur are available, you can see that a pure black and shiny horse with only four hooves is far taller than the same kind of horse, but the other does not know where, and after a few perfunctory words, he finally couldn't help but ask curiously: "Lao Guo, which are the two horses that everyone is talking about, the yellow lion and the snow?" ”

"You won't see it?"

There was a hint of ridicule in the words, but it was not Lao Guo Naqiao, but he was familiar with Sun Baitou, and there were too many people who asked about the two divine horses recently, and when he saw that the old man was like this, he couldn't help but tease him.

Sun Baitou also knew his temperament, but his own heart was itchy, and he still had to beg left and right, Lao Guo was almost in control, and the square finger was a yellow horse with an unusually lush mane and said: "That's the yellow lion, which has been sent by the military to Mr. Halberd; Stepping on the snow, yes! ”

"The yellow lion doesn't see anything different! Can it also be called a god horse? ”

Not surprisingly, Fang Cai's own fancy is the horse that is stepping on the snow, but the yellow lion's body shape is ordinary, except for the difference in the mane, mixed in these horses, the body shape is not outstanding, if it is not specifically specified by Lao Guo, there is no magic horse at all.

Lao Guo explained triumphantly: "Don't you see its four hooves? Treading snow wins endurance, yellow lion wins impact, the military has been raced several times, the two horses are far beyond the same kind, but within two miles, the yellow lion is galloping, its speed is the fastest, two miles away, but it is better to tread snow! ”

Sun Baitou stared at the yellow lion carefully, although the yellow horse's body was not too tall, but its four legs were thick, strong and powerful, and he couldn't help but sigh for a while.

"But you don't know that these two divine horses are both spiritual, and they will be kicked when they get close!"

After not seeing each other for a long time, waiting to watch and evaluate the horses, letting the cattle and horses graze in the four fields, the two talked to themselves, sighed at the old friend Zhang who knew each other but was killed, and passed on the events they knew to each other.

Last year, Gaotang County, Qingzhou Plain County, was attacked by bandits, and the county ordered Liu Bei to go to Youzhou to defect to General Baima, and was listed as Sima of other departments.

Discuss Dong coalition army to Yuan Shao as the leader of the alliance, heard that Dong Zhuojiu killed the young emperor and the queen mother, and Yuan Shao's uncle Yuan Kui was killed, and also recommended Han Fu, Liu Dai, Kong Ling, Zhang Miao and others of the city gate captain Wu Qiong, Shangshu Zhou Yu beheaded, Zhu Jun, who was later appointed as the Henan Yin garrison Luoyang, wanted to be the internal response of the coalition army and help him and others to discuss Dong, but Yecheng ran out of food, the coalition army gradually dispersed, Zhu Jun was afraid of the incident, and fled to Jingzhou alone.

After Wang Rui, the original assassin of Jingzhou, and Zhang Shi, the Taishou of Nanyang, were killed by Sun Jian, Dong Zhuo had ordered Liu Biao of the clan to be the assassin of Jingzhou, Yuan Shu invited himself to be the Taishou of Nanyang, and his ally Sun Jian was the general of the Broken Captives and the assassin of Yuzhou.

After the defeat of Wang Kuang of Hanoi Taishou, the fear of the Western Liang army crossed the river to chase, and had fled to Mount Tai, Cao Cao's defeated army was stationed in Hanoi, this force was not far from the Hou State, and I heard that Qu Shuai was also very concerned.

The young emperor who the allies wanted to support was killed by Dong Zhuo, Yuan Shao and Han Fu discussed together, and wanted to establish Zongzheng and Youzhou Mu Liu Yu as the emperor, and sent letters to contact the princes in various places, but not only Gongsun Zan and others did not obey, but his brother Yuan Shu also objected, and replied to the letter to blame him, and the Yuan brothers have since turned against each other; The letter reached Sun Jian, the general of the captivity, and he said angrily: "Gentlemen, please go east, I will ask from the west!" "Tsk, the defeat of last year was not enough, and the soldiers are preparing to conquer Dong Zhuo alone.

Supporting the emperor's intentions, Yuan Shao, the leader of the alliance, said that it didn't count, when he heard that he reported to Youzhou, Liu Yu himself also refused, this is a rare loyal minister of the Han Dynasty.

After a while of nonsense, the wheat cakes were shared, and it was not until the sun turned west that they shouted for their grazing animals to return.