The Yunzhuang under the Jade Mountain will be very lively every ten days, people within a radius of dozens of miles will come here to catch the market, and the Yun family will also allow outsiders to enter the Yunjia Zhuangzi on the first day of every decade. The dirt road in the middle of Zhuangzi has long been replaced by a cement pavement, and in order to facilitate the villagers to set up stalls, the Yun family deliberately built this road very wide.

The first light rain in early spring is like silk, like fog, it is not in a hurry or slow, the so-called blowing face is not cold willow wind, and the apricot blossom rain is like this. The light rain in the sky could not extinguish the villagers' enthusiasm for trading. Except for those who did not set up stalls at the entrance of Yunfu, the rest of the streets were occupied by the villagers who set up stalls, selling meat, selling cloth, selling radish, selling Hu cakes, buying small silver ornaments, using donkeys to carry a bag of grain to sell, and there were also Yunjia Zhuanghu households with sheep, chickens, and eggs.

Selling lotus vegetables has long been not fresh, now fresh is a few big shops in Chang'an City set up stalls, cheap jewelry sells the best, watching the simple farmer from the arms of the copper money with body temperature to the hands of the shopkeeper, the fat shopkeeper smiled and said thank you, along with the stall picked up a cheap small pendant, and the jewelry purchased by the farmers together with a small piece of silk wrapped, both hands handed to the farmers.

Looking at the dense crowd and feeling the body temperature of the copper coins in his hands, the fat shopkeeper felt that he should open a shop in Yunzhuang, the farmers here can afford to buy jewelry, and there must be other things here There will be people to buy them, right? Besides, there are dozens of wealthy families living on the mountain, looking at the equally busy opponents next to him, I secretly made up my mind. He looked at the countless merchants who carried the burden of selling rouge gouache and needles and threads. Seeing that they were surrounded by those big girls and little daughters-in-law, I was happy, next time I opened a market, should these big girls and little daughters-in-law become their guests?

The stout butcher waved the machete in his hand, and with a heavy slash, he split the two large pig bones in the middle. With a bag of lotus leaves, he threw it into the peasant woman's bamboo basket, opened his bloodstained and greasy big hand and called out to the peasant woman: "Sanwen money, this big bone is the best soup for the kid." Then look at my body, which is prompted by the big bone broth, this is the secret skill of Sun Lao Immortal. ”

"You just blow it, the market in Yunzhuang has only been open for four months. Sun Lao Immortal and Yun Family Hou Ye are both at the border, where did Sun Lao Immortal come from to teach you kung fu. After saying that, he took out the three pennies from his purse and threw it into the butcher's big hand, pouting and smiling at him for being nonsense. It caused a burst of jokes among the other people waiting to buy meat.

The butcher scolded with a swear word, which provoked countless scoldings, dodged the attack of the two rotten turnips, smiled and lowered his head and continued to sell the pork on his case.

The vendor with the thick wine waited for the left and didn't see the prosperity on the right, so he was so anxious that he deliberately left a pot of thick wine. It is ready to buy for Wangcai, who knows that in the past, as long as he warmed up the thick wine, Wangcai would run out when he smelled it, but today he is gone.

Wiping his hands with a rag, he carefully came to the gate and asked the guards of Yunfu about Wangcai's whereabouts.

"You sell the wine to someone else. Wangcai was sick, lying in the stable and couldn't come out, and he didn't know why. The guard said worriedly to the liquor seller.

Hearing what the guards said, the seller of thick wine was very worried, thinking about Wangcai's boldness on weekdays, and hurriedly brought the hot thick wine. Said to the guard: "This brother, Wangcai is sick, I don't have any good ideas, this pot of thick wine has been warmed, please brother send it to Wangcai, if you can drink it, you can drink two sips, if you can't drink it, you can pour it out, it is my right to be a piece of my heart for the old customer." ”

The guards did not shirk when they heard the wine seller's words, and took the basin and entered the house. There are many people around the stable, the grandmother of the Yun family is also in the stable, sitting on the chair with a sad face looking at Wangcai lying on a thick layer of hay, big girl, little girl, Xiaodong They have tears in their eyes, looking at Wangcai silently, Yiniang gently scratched Wangcai with her hand, it turned out that as long as someone scratched it, it squinted its eyes and enjoyed it very much, but now there is no reaction, seeing it like this, Yiniang's tears can't stop flowing. …,

There is nothing wrong with Wangcai, except for eating too fat, there is no major problem, the veterinarian who is dozens of miles away from the ground has been invited all over again, since Yun Ye left, Wangcai is not very happy, except for liking to walk two steps in the yard, there is only a few sips of thick wine left.

Seeing that Wangcai is not eating well, the Yun family is so anxious, in their opinion, Wangcai is not a horse, it is a mouthful of the family, and they don't see Wangcai holding a man's share every month, and he lives the same as the uncle.

Yun Ye's feelings for Wangcai are obvious to all in the entire Yun family, in fact, Wangcai can already ride, it doesn't matter if he doesn't go long distances, but Yun Ye has never ridden once, even if he walks with Wangcai, he doesn't ride, only a few little girls in the family have been hugged by Yun Ye, and all the rest of the people, no one has the courage to ride Wangcai, if he rides, it is estimated that he will be broken by Hou Ye's legs.

Hundreds of jade carvings in Hou Ye's house were swept to the ground by Wangcai's tail and broken into several petals, Hou Ye only punished Wangcai for a few days and was not allowed to drink thick wine, and those with sharp eyes also found that Hou Ye secretly sent wine to Wangcai at night.

When cooking at home, Yiniang always inadvertently took off a few more pieces of fresh green spinach and rape, saying that there was mud and was not clean, peeled off and fed Wangcai, and the cook's liver hurt, who would pick up a whole green vegetable in the winter? The princes and ministers do not necessarily have the treatment of eating green vegetables every day.

Yun Ye is not there, Wangcai doesn't like to move, it's useless for the groom to beg grandpa to tell grandma, Wangcai is basking in the sun except for basking in the sun, eating too well, and not moving, not to mention working, it's a strange thing to go on like this and not grow meat, in five months, Wangcai's weight is half more than before.

The guard brought in the thick wine and put it in front of Wangcai's mouth, but Wangcai snorted and turned his head again.

"The old body can see it, this Wangcai just misses Brother Ye'er, since Ye'er went on the expedition, this Wangcai hasn't been happy for a day, this livestock knows who is good to it, and Ye'er treats it as his own family in vain." Saying that, the old grandmother leaned down, touched Wangcai's big head, and said: "Ye'er will be back soon, I heard that I have arrived in the Guannei, you have to eat well, and only when you are strong can you see him." ”

A cool wind wrapped in a silky light rain broke into the stable, Wangcai's eyes seemed to light up, he fanned his nose twice, stood up with a bone, and was about to run out with a long neigh, and the groom wanted to stop, but Wangcai was heeled, out of the stable, Wangcai went straight to the gate, and ran away with his hooves on the street, I don't know how many stalls he knocked over, and the vendors just cursed twice, and they were not worried about the loss, and the Yun family would compensate. The wine seller who kicked the barrel into eight petals also stretched out his thumb to brag to the Yun family guards: "How about it, I know that Wangcai lacks my thick wine, this pot goes down, this is not a hundred times more energetic immediately, and any disease will be cured." ”

Grandma Yun was a little stunned at first, and then said to the housekeeper: "Master Hou has returned to the house, clear the street, open the gate, and the whole family will go out to greet you!" The housekeeper gave the young lady a briefing. ”

The cool rain hit the face, smooth and moist very comfortable, Yun Ye was galloping on the horse, two years had already taught a fool who couldn't ride a horse to become an equestrian master, with the galloping of the war horse, the body with the ups and downs of the horse, also swayed up and down, the cloak to block the rain was pulled straight by the wind, I like to ride a horse on a wet dirt road the most, there is no dust in the sky, only happiness, and heroism.

Sun Simiao They have not yet arrived in Jingyang, it is estimated that they will come back the day after tomorrow, after crossing the Yellow River, Yun Ye's idea of returning is in full swing, and he will take the Yun family's guards all the way to Li Jing, and the six-day road will be completed in two days, and he will go straight to his home along the moat.

As soon as I arrived at the torii, a fat horse or a fat horse came over. Yun Ye was taken aback when he fixed his eyes, and couldn't help but shout: "Wangcai, what's wrong with you?" ”…,

As soon as Wangcai arrived in front of Yun Ye, he put his big head in Yun Ye's face, and kicked the war horse under Yun Ye's crotch with his front hooves, causing this docile mare to keep retreating, the horse couldn't be ridden, turned over and got off the horse, hugged Wangcai and first made love, tickling him all over his body, and Wangcai kept taking the armor on Yun Ye's body on his head, and one person and one horse were very happy.

The guards of the Yun family looked around curiously, and when they saw people all over the world, they were curious, where did the Yun family Zhuangzi come from so many people. Lao Qian hurriedly ran out, and when he saw a dozen or so people wearing cloaks and armor, he knew that Hou Ye was back, ran two steps forward, turned around and ran back, shouting as he ran: "Old lady, Hou Ye is back, old lady, Hou Ye is really back!" The voice was already crying.

The street suddenly fell silent, and the old and young of the Yun family rushed out of the house to welcome their masters, first of all, those veterans who did not follow Yun Ye on the expedition, knocked on their chests and knelt on one knee and shouted loudly: "Welcome to the triumphant return of Hou Ye, Hou Ye is mighty!" He shouted three times in a row.

Yun Ye and the guards who went out knocked on the breastplate and shouted to them: "Datang Wansheng, Datang is mighty!" "It's also three sounds, this is a necessary procedure for the generals to return victoriously, Li Jing has done it countless times, the Tang people generally don't kneel, but the return of the soldiers is an exception. Especially after returning victoriously, the ceremony was unimaginably solemn, after Yun Ye and they shouted three times, the people in the entire bazaar, regardless of men, women, old and young, regardless of status, men bowed, and women were blessed, which was the glory that the soldiers should have.

The Tang Dynasty is the most important military merit, and the children of Guanzhong are also proud of serving in the army, and the reward is also the heaviest. will be punished as a felony. And no one will sympathize with this wealthy businessman.

Yun Ye walked through the crowd with his hands in fists, kept saying words of gratitude, and from time to time helped the old people in the crowd up, and let them keep giving salutes It is a kind of arrogant expression, now is the critical moment to give the Yun family prestige, there can be no flaws, Yun Ye must follow the procedures in a proper manner, and now whoever is not good at the appearance is the standard two hundred and five. (To be continued) RQ