Phew——! Wei Ying took a mouthful of thick phlegm accumulated from the Wei State, and as soon as he stepped into the realm of the Qin State, he played a mischievous role, and spit it out vigorously against the Great Wall of Wei, which could only see a gray line, and then turned around quite comfortably and walked towards Chongquan, a major border town of the Qin State ten miles away. Chongquan, although it is the first important town of Qin at the junction of Qin and Wei, is not big. Wei Ying walked about seven or eight miles to the west, climbed to the top of a dirt slope like a steamed bun, and looked around: I saw that behind a forest about a hundred paces away under the mountain, there were hundreds of low houses built along the official road. From the building, there is no town office, barracks, or sentry post. No matter how poor he is, it is an endless empty land. The difference between the current situation in front of him and the information he had was too great for him to believe. Chongquan is on the map of the Wei army, that is the place where the Qin army has accumulated heavy troops, and the two countries have been fighting each other year after year, it can't be like this: there are no barracks, sentry posts, official offices, and there is no line on the street.

Qin Zhen is a good hidden soldier and a country of Tibetan people. As soon as he was happy that everything in Qin was good, and after praising it in his heart, he rushed to the woods, wanting to find Qin's soldiers and horses in the woods, so as to confirm the place where he wanted to accumulate troops and Tibetans. When he came out of the woods, melancholy was born with Mo Ming. A forest is a forest, and there is no soldier and a people. Puzzled, he thought of the connection of the barracks on the side of the Great Wall of Wei, so he was even more anxious to find out the soldiers and horses of the Qin army from Chongquan, otherwise the Wei army would attack Qin in just one hour...... Qin Guo was really not interesting, so he let Wei Ying, who was worried about Qin, walk back and forth near Chongquan twice, but he didn't see a single figure. This made him look at the east in confusion, and when he looked at the Wei State, he had an inexplicable love for Wei and remembered the benefits of the dense population of the Wei State. Woohoo - Purr...... A burst of snoring came and the martingale was like hearing fairy music! Busy looking for the sound of snoring, under a locust tree, I found two old sergeants sleeping with thatch. The ecstatic Gongsun Martingale even shouted and shook before the two of them were brought back from their dreams. The two sergeants opened their eyes and asked, "Change the sentry?" ”

"It's not. It's ......" embarrassed Wei Yang, an instinctive response. "Don't change the whistle, shout a fart!" The sergeant yelled impatiently. "Oh——, I'm sorry! Do you want to ask where is the inn? Wei Yang hurriedly asked with good words. Hawkers! Inn? The two sergeants asked incomprehensibly. It is the resting place of passers-by. Wei Qin then explained with a smile. Hi! You said to find a sleepy place, don't you just get it? "A big-eyed sergeant, said with disgust." That's it, that's it! Wei Yang hurriedly followed. You can find any one, bang the door open and go to sleep. The other one-eyed sergeant grinned. This ......" Wei Qin's eyes were dumbfounded. "Are you from Wei?" The one-eyed sergeant reacted immediately, jumped up and asked. "Yes." Wei Yang is unfamiliar with the place, and he responds very humbly. "Let's go to the pavilion chief's house! He is a descendant of the auxiliary country here hundreds of years ago. We are the richest man in Chongquan. Walk! Our old brother has nothing to do anyway, so I'll send you there. The big-eyed sergeant who followed up patted the ash on his buttocks, and said as he wanted to lead the way for Wei Yan. The two old sergeants carried the mao, and the one-eyed sergeant didn't even pat the ashes on his body, he just walked away with his legs, and he didn't check the guard martingale plate (the ancient pass and ID card), and he didn't listen to Gongsun Ying's thanks. Walking to the Arabic room of a fake building, the three of them stopped. A sergeant knocked on the door with a pole. A sergeant shouted from the side: "Lao Fu, Lao Fu!" Open the door, here comes your guests. Open the door! "Come on, come on! What are you two crazy about the hair? knocked on Lao Tzu's door, and asked you two to pay! The door creaked open. Inside the door, a tall black fat man walked out. This black fat man, who was about fifty years old, walked over with a smile as soon as he saw Gongsun Martingale and his eyes lit up. As soon as Wei Ying saw the master, he habitually bowed his hand, and before the ceremony was decided, he was stopped by the master. "What? You're a guest I can't even hope for. Why do you salute me? If you want to, I should go with you, a distinguished guest! As he spoke, he knelt down. Wei Ying was startled and reached out to pull, but was stopped by two sergeants. A sergeant grinned: "Follow the wind and customs." Fu Lao'er has something to ask you! You don't let him salute, and he thinks you look down on him. Rules, you know? Wei Ying nodded blindly, and watched the chief of the auxiliary pavilion finish bowing before stepping forward to help. The chief of the auxiliary pavilion took advantage of it to help, grabbed the sleeve of the guard's robe, and dragged the martingale inside. Wei Ying turned his head to thank the two sergeants.

The assistant pavilion chief smiled, turned around and scolded: "The two old dogs don't get out yet!" "Get out, get out, get out! Lao Fu's family is going to be prosperous! The two sergeants laughed and walked away. Before Wei Ying came to Qin, he consulted all the information of the Qin State in the Gongbo House, and he had an understanding of Qin Feng, Qin customs, and Qin etiquette, but when Wei Ying was pulled into the house by the head of the auxiliary pavilion. The three men on the left and the four women on the right of the auxiliary pavilion chief's family welcomed the mezzanine and the women's bending salute and the men's eye-catching salute made Wei Ying's head not brainy. made him suspicious of the saying that "Qin Tong is vulgar and rude*". When he was respectfully invited by his master to sit on the left side of the kang. He took advantage of the light from the north window like a prison window, and in the introduction of the family by the assistant pavilion chief, he looked at this family and this family of eight. "My aunt! I snatched it when I was conscripting the Gong, and it was a full person. You touch this fat woman's *! The big ones should be used with two hands. We Qin people, you Wei people don't have such a big woman, right? Only then did Wei Ying realize how powerful Qin was at this time, and he was so frightened that he waved his hand again and again, and his body involuntarily shrank against the wall. Fortunately, the chief of the Fu Pavilion did not insist, pushed the Fu clan away, and called the three sons who were as solid as pillars. "Look at my three babies! It's wild to fight in the army. One by one, he made several military exploits and earned a lot of money and food. These are my three daughters. Just like her mother! Guest, touch it! Bite? Big milk, isn't it? Isn't it good-looking? The black fat man grabbed a daughter with one hand, and pulled one to Wei Yang's kang, like a treasure, showing Wei Yang's three sons and three daughters. Only the third daughter was pushed to the kang by her mother and shown to Wei Yang. "Beautiful, good-looking. Assistant, Pavilion, you are truly a blessed man! Three babies and three daughters, Jiawang is so enviable! Wei Ying was afraid that the assistant pavilion chief would play some tricks again, so he was busy praising him. That knows, this family, except for the Fu family who entered the stove house and Sanni was shy, the others saw that the guests were easy-going, and suddenly squeezed on the kang, and surrounded Wei Ying to touch this and ask about that. Wei Ying is a person who usually talks about cleanliness, and he is especially afraid of people touching him. But when he first arrived in the Qin State, he didn't understand the customs of Qin, so he had to endure the physical strength of everyone in order to follow the customs, close his eyes and endure a burst of trembling, and listen to everyone's dirty hands touching his clothes to stimulate his psychology. Wei Ying's predicament was finally relieved by Fu's shout of eating, but new embarrassment came with eating. The dirty kang case, Wei Ying thought that the housewife would naturally wipe it clean when she set the dishes, but the housewife didn't have this awareness at all. Fu Shi put three large slammed foods on the kang table, (簠簋. round mouth, ears for food utensils) casually threw a piece of black animal meat on the table. If it weren't for the introduction of the assistant pavilion chief, he really didn't know that the three dumplings were small rice, shredded sweet potato, and pumpkin sorghum paste. He didn't expect that the black and swarthy thing was actually the muntjac meat in the delicacies of the mountains, and it was also the best muntjac meat for a year-old mouth. When he panicked and took the knife and wooden spoon with foreign objects sticking to the third daughter of Lao Fu, which must have never been washed, he almost didn't dare to accept the bamboo tube full of black spots handed over by the chief of the pavilion. But this is the wine full of the feelings of this family, don't you take it?

On the kang. Due to the arrangement of the assistant pavilion chief, only the pavilion chief, the eldest son and the third daughter Nizi accompanied Wei Ying. The others, after each person scooped up a bowl and held it, stood by the kang and ate it. Although Gongsun Ying was hungry, in the face of such food and such a guest, he had to take a food knife, make a show, and casually cut the black meat on the table. "Drink!" The pavilion chief held up the indescribable bamboo tube. "Drink!" The eldest son lifted the same bamboo tube. Before Wei Ying could respond, the father and son grunted and dried the wine. Wei Ying's eyebrows were raised, and he reluctantly took the bamboo tube from Xiao Nizi's hand, his heart was ruthless, he held his breath, and poured the indescribable liquid into his throat. "Okay! It's a man. Add! The pavilion chief patted his leg, and regardless of others, he swallowed the second cylinder of wine in one gulp. The second cylinder of wine was in his throat, and he just drank and ate like a competition with his eldest son, without asking the guests if they ate or drank? The father and son, who were eating and drinking, had beads of sweat rolling on their heads and the tips of their noses, and their eyes were scarlet; And as he drank, he took off his crown and his shoes, and he only untied his clothes. Before the Han Dynasty, trousers had not yet been invented, and the bottoms were as empty as the skirts worn by women today. At that time, stools and chairs were not invented. People are active indoors, centered on kang and couches. Sitting on the kang or sitting on the ground is not called sitting but sitting, that is, kneeling on the seat or kang or couch. Therefore, the father and son of the assistant pavilion chief were bold, and the thing on the lower body swayed with the movement of the upper body, forcing the guests to be embarrassed to eat. Although Wei Ying had heard Meng Langao speak, after all, he was immersed in the scene, and he only felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. It's getting dark. Fu Shi lit two pine sticks on the hole in the wall. Under the light of Songming, Wei Ying was shocked! The family, except for Xiao Nizi, all took off their clothes, so that the guests felt like they were in the same room as the savages! Poor? What about customs? Wei Ying really wanted to ask for an understanding, but everyone ate with relish, and the pavilion chief was endlessly boasting about the glory of the ancestors of the Fu clan and the Fu country. This meal was finally finished. If Wei Ying hadn't disobeyed Xiao Nizi's kindness, he drank a tube of wine and ate a bowl of pumpkin sorghum paste, and he would have almost starved. The pavilion chief took the basin of water from Fu's hand and asked Wei Ying to wash it. Wei Ying knew that this was the etiquette of Qin customs to entertain distinguished guests. Qin Min and the little officials never washed their faces or bathed, so they hurriedly thanked them and took them to wash. After washing, hand it to the master.