June 16, the sky is high and cool, auspicious, it is a good day, and the yellow calendar says that everything is suitable.

Early in the morning, four carriages came under the Yongding Gate, and the escort was a team of officers and soldiers dressed as border soldiers.

The carriage stopped outside the doorway, and did not go straight into the city like those people who entered the city, and it seemed that the man who led the troops also knew the rules.

The entry of border soldiers into the city is a major event, no matter how many people come, whether they enter Beijing to purchase or send documents, according to the rule, the soldiers and horses of the five cities guarding the city gate always have to ask, send a introduction to this to enter. If you don't follow this rule, that is, the military situation that is thousands of miles away is about to be rushed, otherwise, no matter which way you are a subordinate of the general army, you must honestly accept interrogation when you go to the city gate, otherwise, it will be okay for you to rebel - can this son of heaven be your soldier casually entered?

Today, the official on duty at Yongdingmen is surnamed An, with a single name and a clear character, and he is touched by the light of his brother-in-law, the deputy commander of the Soldiers and Horses Division, Lu Chang, and fills the position of a scoundrel. On weekdays, the merchants and vendors who eat cards into the city have a good life.

Although he knew that the soldiers here were all big and coarse, and there was no oil and water, An Qing still wanted to knock on it, no matter how many it was, it was always good to have a string of copper coins.

When he went out, he read the almanac, and the yellow calendar clearly stated that the God of Wealth was in the northeast!

Didn't this team of border soldiers come from the northeast!

"Why did you come to Beijing? Can I bring the document booklet? ”

As an official at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the Jiupin inspection also regards himself as superior. Although the officials of the Terracotta Division are small, they are also on an errand to eat imperial grain, and they are used to showing off their martial arts on weekdays, and An Qing naturally has a superior aura on his body. While walking proudly towards the group of border soldiers with a few of his men, he stared at the four carriages with snarky eyes.

Look at the carriage, there is a doorway, you can't look at what is on it, you have to look at the wheel prints. But if the print is deep, there must be good things in the car.

Although he pondered that the border soldiers didn't have much oil and water, his "professional instinct" still prompted An Qing to set his eyes on the wheel.

At this glance, he was very disappointed, and it was obvious that the carriage did not contain any valuable goods.

It's not a side smuggler selling goods, so there's no excuse to get a card.

Disappointed, An Qing wanted to turn around and leave, but when he saw that there were sacks and hay on the carriage, it was tightly covered, as if there was some treasure hidden in the invisible person, and he couldn't help but be curious again, and couldn't help but want to see what was on the carriage.

But before he could get close to the carriage in front, a strange smell blew in the wind, and he involuntarily stopped, almost nauseating.

At the same time, the soldiers of the Soldiers and Horses Division behind him also covered their noses and looked at the carriages with disgust. The people who passed by also covered their noses, as if they saw a dung truck, and hid to the side, but there was no way, the smell from the car was too bad.

But the border soldiers, on the other hand, stood there indifferently as if their noses had failed, and from time to time sniffed at the carriage, and lifted the grass that covered it to take a look.

The indescribable weirdness of the eyes makes people feel like they have seen a ghost in broad daylight.

God knows how they could stand it.

What the fuck does this smell like?

An Qing's stomach was on fire, and before it opened early in the morning, he smelled this strange smell, which was really his grandmother's moldy head.

With that in mind, can he let the carriage into the city? If you really put it in, I'm afraid that my ass will be broken by my brother-in-law.

But then again, this smell seems quite familiar, let's say it stinks, it's not completely stinky, because it still has a faint fragrance, as if you have smelled it somewhere?

Where have you ever smelled this?

When An Qingzheng was thinking about what this smell was so familiar with, the general of the border soldiers on the opposite side came to him with a document, and when he arrived, he hugged his fists and said: "I was ordered to go to the military department to check, this is the document of the governor's yamen, and I asked my brother to let us go." ”

said the general very politely, and after speaking, he handed the documents in his hand to An Qing.

An Qing took it casually and took a look, that's right, there is the seal of the government on it, it can't be faked, it seems that these people are indeed the border soldiers in Liaodong.

Returning the paperwork back to the president, An Qing Dynasty glanced at the carriages and couldn't help asking: "I said, what is loaded on this car, why does it smell weird?" ”

The general listened, grinned, leaned into his ear without smiling, and spit out two words softly: "Human head." ”

"Human heads?!"

An Qing jumped far away like a frightened rabbit, his eyes widened, his throat swallowed, and he was about to scold this group of border soldiers for lacking great virtue, and transport the head to the capital, this is not to provoke the plague god to the capital!

I was about to speak, but I felt that the general look was ill-intentioned, and I took a closer look: Damn, this rough embryo is bluffing me!

"What is not a human head, open it, show it to the master, come to this set less, tell you, the master is not scared!"

An Qing was on fire, waved his hand, and rushed to the carriage at the front with a few of his subordinates, and reached out to pull the hay sack on it.

The border soldiers didn't stop them, they looked at them with a smile one by one, peeking at each other, obviously gloating.

Your uncle, if this is not a head, Lao Tzu will have to blackmail you for three taels of silver!

Since he became an official, who dares to play him like this, not looking at the face of the monk but also looking at the face of the Buddha, you say that my brother-in-law, the deputy commander of the Soldiers and Horses, is a small sesame official!

An Qing angrily shouted at his subordinates: "Pick, pick, pick it up for Lao Tzu!" ”

The soldiers of the Terracotta Division are also energetic, this strange smell is disgusting at first, but after smelling for a while, it is very fragrant.

Seeing that he was about to pick up the last layer of hay, a soldier suddenly looked up excitedly as if he thought of something: "It's bacon, it's the smell of bacon!" ”

Bacon?

The other soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then they were all happy. Not to mention that they don't know the way, they all remembered this, this taste is not the same as the bacon pickled in winter!

Well, don't say it, that's it!

An Qing slapped his thigh, and Ha Luha laughed: "Damn, what a bullshit head, it's bacon!" Brothers, give me a pick, today I invite you to drink wine and eat bacon! ”

"Thank you!"

As soon as they heard An Qing's invitation to drink, the soldiers were even more energetic, and they picked up all the hay in the back layer of the grass to the side, however, at that moment, they all stayed there as if they were evil, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

"Head, it's... It's people... It's a human head... What a head..."

The soldier who said it was bacon turned white, his voice stammered, and his legs trembled.

An Qing is not much better, but his face is not white, and his face is green, as green as something, and his eyes are about to fall to the ground.

The one was right, the carriage was filled with human heads—rows of neatly piled human heads, grinning heads!

"Brother, I told you that it was a head, you don't believe it, this will be scary, right? Hehe, don't blame me, brother, you brought this on yourself. But don't be too afraid, it's just some Tartar head, and if you don't live yet, this death will be even more terrifying. ”

The man walked up to An Qing with a gloating face, patted him on the shoulder, and then walked to the carriage with a smile, stretched out his hand and picked up a human head, and after a deliberate pause, he slowly lifted the head up in the surprised eyes of everyone.

What is incredible is that with the lifting of the first head, all the heads in the car were pulled up.

One after another, as if the hemp rope was tied together, and if you looked closely, it turned out that the human heads were all connected by braids.

"This Tartar head was originally choked with lime, and when I went to Ningyuan, I didn't want to suffer from the torrential rain, and the brothers were in a hurry, and they were afraid that this head would be rotten and not good, so they salted it with some big salt, and they didn't think that the road would be sunburned by the sun, and they would be fucking bacon... Hey, don't say it, this smell is really fragrant, if you don't have to send it to the military department for inspection, Lao Tzu will take one on the way to drink! ”