"Brother Yan, Brother Baolin, where are you taking me?"

Walking on the streets of Jingyang City, Zhao Yunze was confused.

Although after a battle, the market of Jingyang City did not seem to be affected. Also, the Turks did not enter the city, although when Jingyang City was attacked, the people in the city were also nervous, but since the Turks have been beaten away, how to live their lives.

As for the Turkic army, it was dozens of miles away, and ordinary people did not know about it. As soon as the imperial court received the news of the Turkic invasion, all the counties around Chang'an entered a state of martial law. The people could not enter and leave the city, so naturally the news was closed.

In the minds of the people of Jingyang City, they still thought that the reason why Jingyang City was under martial law was to block the 10,000 Turks before.

Wei Chigong's army entered the city, and Jingyang, a small city with a population of only a few thousand households, suddenly became lively. Although the city was still under martial law at this time, and most of the soldiers were confined to the barracks, there were many supplies that needed to be purchased nearby for the daily consumption of tens of thousands of people. This provided a great opportunity for the merchants in Jingyang City. The logistics and civilian officials accompanying the army went in and out of the homes of large businessmen in Jingyang City from time to time to bring cartloads of supplies back to the barracks.

What's more, there are not only soldiers with the army, but also many people. The binding force of the military on the people is not so strict. Occasionally, in their spare time, they will also go around Jingyang City in groups of three or five, buy some food, small bits and pieces, and relax their nervous minds.

Therefore, Jingyang City also showed a temporary state of deformed prosperity.

Early in the morning, Zhao Yunze was taken out of the barracks by Wei Chi Baolin and Yan Liben, and both of them were wearing civilian clothes today.

Zhao Yunze didn't have civilian clothes, so he had to change his camouflage uniform again. As soon as he got out of the camp, he really started a series of encounters that were regarded as panda onlookers.

It wasn't until he entered a ready-to-wear store that Yu Chi Baolin paid for Zhao Yunze to buy a robe, which covered up the "toad skin".

Looking at Yu Chi Baolin and Yan Liben's relaxed state that seemed to be shopping, Zhao Yunze couldn't help but be curious, and asked about the destination of this trip again.

"Don't ask so much, take you to a good place." Yu Chi Baolin replied with a sneer.

Looking at Yan Liben again, this art master and future prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, at this moment, his eyes actually showed an obscene color that was not in harmony with his jade tree temperament.

The expressions of these two goods are wrong, why do they look like men understand?

Great place? You can't take me to the kiln, right?

Thinking of a possibility, Zhao Yunze stopped for a moment.

"Let's go! What is your expression? It can't be holding your pee, right? Yu Chi Baolin asked.

"That...... At the moment, the military affairs are busy, and as an official of the imperial court, I really shouldn't go to that kind of pickled place. Zhao Yunze said with a red face.

"Where to pickle? Brother Zhao, where do you want to go? Hahahaha......" Yan Liben was stunned for a moment, and then laughed knowingly.

"Not going to that kind of place?" Zhao Yunze was embarrassed.

Wei Chi Baolin stared at Zhao Yunze for a while, and suddenly asked with a cheap smile: "Brother Zhao, you won't be a virgin, right?" ”

"I ...... You're a virgin, curse you to be a virgin for the rest of your life! Zhao Yunze said with an angry face.

"What are you anxious about with me? Haha, it can't be that I'm right, right? ”

Yu Chi Baolin should be renamed Bichi Baolin. (Note: If you don't know the meaning of "Bichi", please Baidu by yourself.) ）

"Less nonsense, hurry up!" Zhao Yunze hurriedly changed the topic.

"Hehe, one day brother, I'll take you to that kind of pickled place to open meat." After Yu Chi Baolin finished speaking, he quickly dodged to the side, dodging Zhao Yunze's kick.

Zhao Yunze really couldn't understand why these two had that kind of smile just now since they weren't visiting the kiln.

The trio continued...... Well, shopping. Look at these two, from time to time from a roadside stall to buy such a mention of pastries, tea, cooked meat or something, not shopping for the purpose?

What's even more excessive is that all the things bought by these two people were handed over to Zhao Yunze. As soon as Zhao Yunze protested, Wei Chi Baolin glared at him and said, "As far as you are the youngest, who should you be a coolie if you are not a coolie?" ”

Well, I put up with it! Anyway, that's the real purpose of you two pulling me out, right?

It wasn't until he entered a small alley that Zhao Yunze knew the destination of his trip. The three of them stopped in front of the door of an ordinary house, and Yan Liben stepped forward and knocked on the knocker.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside, and a young girl poked her head out.

"Who are you looking for?"

The girl is not only delicate and cute, but also has a very good voice, like a yellow oriole out of the valley.

"This is the Sun family?" Yan Liben asked.

"It's the Sun family. But my dad and my mom both passed away last month, and I don't know you. The girl's face was confused.

Only then did Zhao Yunze notice that the girl had a white silk knot on her head, obviously wearing filial piety for her parents.

Yan Liben said: "We didn't come to find your father, we came to find Sun Daochang." ”

The girl looked Yan Liben and the three of them up and down for a while, and suddenly said with frost on her face: "There is no Taoist surnamed Sun here, you are looking for the wrong door." ”

After speaking, there was a "pop", and the two doors were closed again.

Yan Liben smiled bitterly: "This girl has such a big temper!" ”

"Look at me." Yu Chi Baolin pulled Yan Liben away, and the two bear paws slapped the door of the courtyard of the house: "Sun Simiao, the debt collector is here, hurry up and open the door!" ”

What, I heard you right, right? Sun Simiao?

Zhao Yunze was shocked, could it be that the medicine king who lives here?

"Don't shout, don't shout, when did the poor road go into debt?"

A man's voice rang out in the courtyard, and hurried footsteps were heard at the same time.

The courtyard door was opened again, and a thin old man in Taoist clothes walked out.

"A few little brothers, if you have something to say, don't ruin the reputation of the poor road." The old man in Taoist costume prayed again and again.

Zhao Yunze looked at it with curiosity: This is Sun Simiao, and he is very ordinary, and he can't see any immortal bones. Not only does it not look like a fairy wind bone, but it is also a little sloppy. Look at the rice on the beard; Look at the Taoist robe again, it is quite clean, but it is wrinkled.

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for many days, but Sun Daochang's demeanor is still there." Yan Liben stepped forward and saluted Sun Simiao.

Sun Simiao glanced at Yan Liben a few times, then suddenly raised his hand, pointed at Yan Liben and said, "You are that Yan ...... Yan ......"

"The late-born Yan Liben, last year in the palace of the Emperor Taishang, had a relationship with the Taoist chief."

"Yes, yes, I remember, you were painting a portrait of the Emperor Taishang that day." Sun Simiao patted his head and said.

As soon as he said this, he cried again, and said to Yan Liben, "I really don't understand the art of immortality. ”

Yan Liben smiled slightly and said, "Don't panic when Daoist Sun is born, he didn't come here to seek immortality for the Emperor Taishang. ”

"That's good, that's good." Sun Simiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yunze said secretly: It turned out that Sun Simiao resigned as an official several times because Li Yuan asked him for the art of immortality. The history books are fooling people again, and what else is Sun Simiao thinking about the suffering of the people and having no intention of career. In ancient times, how many people could not really be moved by the word "official"? It's not all about this or that, not daring or not wanting to be an official for a certain monarch. Sun Simiao obviously belongs to the former and does not dare to be an official.

Thinking of the attitude of the little girl just now, Zhao Yunze was also relieved at the moment. The three of us must be regarded as people in the government, who made us all look like dogs.

"Old man Sun, you just let us stand at the door?" Yu Chi Baolin couldn't help but speak at this time.

"This is ......," Sun Simiao looked at Yu Chi Baolin.

"A certain lieutenant Chi Baolin, my father lieutenant Chi Jingde." Yu Chi Baolin said with an arrogant face, that tone, that demeanor, quite a "my dad is Li Gang" charm.

"Oh, it turned out to be General Wei Chi in person." Sun Simiao arched his hand towards Chi Baolin, and then looked at Zhao Yunze.

Zhao Yunze was just about to introduce himself, but who knew that Wei Chi Baolin rushed to speak at this time: "His name is Zhao Yunze, a military attache from the ninth grade." ”

Listening to Wei Chi Baolin's contemptuous tone, it seemed to be telling Sun Simiao that this person's official position was too low, so don't pay attention to him.

Zhao Yunze was annoyed: Hey-I'm so grumpy! What's wrong with Congjipin, Lao Tzu is personally sealed by His Majesty Li Shimin from Jiupin. Forget it, for your father's sake, I don't care about you.

The four of them walked into the courtyard together, and Sun Simiao didn't let them into the house, just entertained guests in the courtyard of the small courtyard.

The girl came out of the house just now, and with a red face, she brought four futons, and the four of them sat in a circle.

"How do the three of you know that Poor Dao lives here?" Sun Simiao asked the doubts in his heart.

Yan Liben replied: "I waited for the general manager of Chi Jingde to enter Jingyang, and it was a quartermaster in the battalion who accidentally learned from a merchant in Jingyang that the Taoist chief was in Jingyang City at the moment. I took the liberty of visiting here. ”

After speaking, Yan Liben wanted to pass over the paper bags in Zhao Yunze's hand again, and pushed Sun Simiao forward: "I came in a hurry, I sold some food on the street, please don't push it back." ”

"As long as it's not an official seal." Sun Simiao was very uneasy to open the paper bags one by one, and saw that it was really as Yan Liben said, so he beckoned the girl to take the paper bags into the house.

Yu Chi Baolin glanced at the girl's back, and sneered: "Old man Sun is so romantic, and he is not old-hearted." ”

When Sun Simiao heard this, he hurriedly lost his color and said: "Don't listen to the people in the market chewing their tongues, this girl's name is Sun Ling'er, and she is a newly accepted apprentice of the poor road." ”

"Really?" Yu Chi Baolin's little eyes when he asked this were very similar to those of a fox.

Sun Simiao said angrily: "How can a poor monk deceive you and others? He sighed and said, "Ling'er, this kid has a poor background. Last month, her entire family contracted a serious illness, and her father and mother passed away one after another. Poor Dao traveled so far, which saved her life. Seeing that she was lonely and helpless, and she was well-behaved, Poor Dao thought about her and accepted her as a disciple. First, to fulfill the wish of the poor; Second, it is also convenient for the poor road to recuperate for her. It's hateful that the boring people in the market maliciously arrange the poor road. Alas, people's hearts are not ancient! ”

Zhao Yunze finally understood at this time, no wonder Chi Baolin and Yan Li, the lieutenants on the road, had such expressions when they came, and they co-authored that they believed the rumors and regarded Sun Simiao as an unashamed person who "old cows eat tender grass".