Lulongsai Road, which follows the Luanhe River valley out of the block, is an important traffic artery. The Yan army camp in Lulongsai was built on the mountain, and the defense system was very strong, and there were natural dangers as a screen, like a machete that cut off the southward movement of the Wuliang Khan cavalry.

At this time, Zhao Yin's army had already turned Lu Long Saidao into an urn with an open shell, just waiting for the big turtle of Wuliang Khan to come in, and as soon as the net was closed, it could be stewed.

In the past few decades of Guotai Min'an, the livelihood of Dayan is very good, that is, outside the remote Lulongsai Road, the nearby farmhouse farming and breeding industry is also extremely rich, the war is imminent, the scared people are running, and those who have nowhere to go still stay and continue to work, but the population is withering, the convoy passes, and only a few people come to watch.

The Yan army arrived at the Seri barracks, rested for a while, and the torrential rain came down.

The cold wind passes over the mountains, mixed with the sound of rain, makes a dull whistling, the weather is very bad, but once the rainstorm passes, the air is very fresh, Shi Yong pushes the window to see, after the new rain in the empty mountain, the foothills are undulating, it looks like a delicate painting, although the cold wind blows the face cold, but it is extremely pleasant.

After walking this way, it finally quieted down, and Shi Yong took Chunxiu around the camp.

Zhao Yin and Baima Fuzhou had something to discuss with each other, and they had already left.

Before leaving, he admonished.

"You're up for yourself."

The four words were quite simple, but Shi Yong knew that he had listened to the complaining words she said to Huo Jiujian, so he kindly lifted her confinement. Since she can "take her own convenience" in the camp, she also has the "self-convenience" of refusing to write, right?

Shi Yong likes to read beautifully written calligraphy, such as Zhao Yin's calligraphy is a must.

However, it is better to kill her than to let her write with a brush herself.

A few days ago, she was forced to practice calligraphy every day, but this time she was free, she was very comfortable, and she was very curious about everything in the camp. All the way through, the area is very large and very spacious. baggage, grain and grass, stables, armory...... Everything is in order, nothing is missing.

This Lulongse is like a small country hidden in the mountains, and it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, which is really a blessing from heaven.

When the soldiers in the battalion saw her coming, their curiosity was all stuffed back into their stomachs, and each one was kinder than the other.

Everyone called him Song Guard, no one mentioned the specific name, and no one asked,

No matter what her relationship with Zhao Yin is, she is the person next to Zhao Yin, even if she doesn't have any title, she is just an ordinary little guard, and that is not something that ordinary people can offend.

Shi Yong took Chunxiu to the courtyard of the big house and heard a pig scream.

"Are you killing pigs?" Shi Yong glanced inside.

An old soldier in an apron at the door looked up at her, as if he was a little confused, and when someone next to him reminded him, he realized that this was the new favorite of the Grand Duke—no, the new guard.

He immediately changed to an awkward, deferential smile.

"Set up camp, the general said that there will be dinner tonight, the pigs are being slaughtered inside, the smell of blood is heavy, little brother should not go in."

Shi Yong smiled faintly and asked Chunxiu: "Have you ever seen a pig killed?" ”

Chunxiu nodded: "I've seen it in the village before." ”

Shi Yong asked, "Are you afraid?" ”

Chunxiu shook her head.

Sure enough, he was a daring child.

Shi Yong asked the veteran again, "Can we meet and have a look?" ”

The veteran glanced at Chunxiu, probably thinking that it was not suitable for children to watch the scene of killing pigs, and was a little hesitant.

Shi Yong smiled, "She's not afraid." I want to go in and pick up two pig's trotters and make a soup for the Governor myself. ”

The veteran was dumbfounded.

This room is a large room for the soldiers.

The food for the Grand Governor and several high-ranking generals was made in the small kitchen.

Why bother driving his guards?

They guessed that the guard didn't know the etiquette and wanted to show off his might in order to show his honor.

Shi Yong saw that they were silent, and smiled slightly: "It's cold, drink a pig's trotter soup to fall asleep." ”

If this is said by the woman next to the Metropolitan Governor, it will not make people wonder, Shi Yong is dressed as a man, delicate and weak, beautiful and handsome, it will inevitably make people have ambiguous reverie.

Several of the leaders looked at each other and let her in.

There are so many people in the Fubei Army, and the big camp wants to eat meat, which is a large number, and when Shi Yong entered, he saw a group of pigs being enclosed inside, arching around, but he couldn't get out. In the courtyard, hot water was boiling on a stone earthen stove, a pig was pouring water and shaving on a stone platform, the processed pork was divided into pieces and placed in wooden barrels on the ground, some of the pigs were released separately, and a wooden barrel under the board seemed to contain some obviously better grade pork.

Shi Yong understood at a glance.

No wonder the people in the room didn't want her to come in.

When the army is out, the food naturally has moisture, and the generals can only take a mouthful, but no matter how hard it is, it will not be difficult for the gang leader.

With so many pigs, the cooks in the room have to leave some oil and water for their own people.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and such a large camp is not lacking in people's sophistication.

Shi Yong didn't see it, looked in the kitchen, found some yams, took a pair of pig's trotters, pointed to the firewood pot in the room and asked Chunxiu.

"Will it? Pig's trotters stewed with yam. ”

Chunxiu hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Yes." ”

Shi Yong: "Okay, you come." ”

Everyone in the room was surprised.

They all thought that this guard was going to "make soup with his own hands" in order to please the governor, but in a blink of an eye, he handed over the errand to a child of a few years old.

Little white face, pampered and proud!

The crowd was a little indignant.

A chef-like guy said with a smile:

"What would a child like this have? Isn't it just pig's trotters stewed with yams? After a while, I stewed it and had it brought to the Grand Duke. Go outside, it's ...... here."

Shi Yong smiled, "Don't bother, big brother." My little brother can cook, and the food he makes is extraordinarily fragrant. ”

That's the big truth.

The food in the barracks is not good,

Chunxiu occasionally opens a small stove, and he really has a pair of skillful hands.

Hearing this, Chunxiu was encouraged, puffed up his chest and said, "Uncle, I will." I'll do it. ”

The crowd couldn't say anything more.

Someone helped Chunxiu wash the pot, so she tossed it there by her little man, and then looked back at Shi Yong, found a stool and sat down, like a big man, motionless.

Everyone looked down on her in their hearts, and they dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak.

And Shi Yong, as a woman who took the "vicious female supporting script", didn't care about such eyes, and calmly watched by others.

Da Hei broke in at this time, and everyone didn't check, Da Hei rushed in, and saw the pork like a hungry wolf seeing a chicken, a pair of black eyes were amazingly bright, and he picked up a piece of pork and hid in the pyre, and gobbled it up.

It's been a hard time these days, and I haven't eaten meat so much for a long time,

Shi Yong heard the sound of its snoring and chewing, and patted his head.

"It's over, it's over, dog! I'm sorry big brothers, how much silver do you get for the dog to eat? I pay. ”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

This dog and man are all following the Metropolitan Governor, who dares to make her pay for eating a piece of meat?

Just looking at her calm appearance, everyone was extremely unhappy, and they had to say a few words.

"Little brother, there is a fixed number of things in this room, and if this dog eats it, there will not be enough people......"

"I've eaten everything, so what can I do?" Shi Yong took out the silver from his arms and stuffed it into his hand, "I don't embarrass you, I'll pay double." ”

The man looked at the silver with an innocent expression.

Shi Yong waited for the big black to finish eating, then got up, called Shang Chunxiu, and said to the chef: "The pig's trotter soup has to be stewed for a long time to be flavorful." After it is stewed, it can be sent to the camp of the Metropolitan Governor. ”

She took a man and a dog with her.

Everyone looked at each other.

In the evening, there was an extra pig's trotter soup on Zhao Yin's table.

He looked at Shi Yong, "I heard that this is your filial piety?" ”

Filial piety? Shi Yong felt that he was saying the opposite.

She chuckled and said casually, "It's pampering." ”

Zhao Yin's hand holding the spoon froze and frowned at her.

The atmosphere in the room was a little more subtle.

Shi Yong originally wanted to say "favor from his father", but after speaking, he felt that it was inappropriate, and Zhao Yin obviously didn't think so. He has always been insightful of people's hearts, but after staring at Shi Yong for a long time, he can't see through this woman's mind.

"My lord, what's wrong? Drink. Shi Yong smiled, "It's not good to drink when it's cold." ”

Zhao Yin looked at her black and white eyes, frowned, slowly put down the spoon, pinched his eyebrows, and said helplessly: "Tell me honestly, what did you do?" ”

"My lord's words are not right, as if I had done something to please my lord."

Zhao Yin's eyebrows raised almost imperceptibly, as if to say, "Isn't it"?

Shi Yong looked at him, thought about it for a while, and suddenly smiled, "Didn't you say to the outside world that Da Hei is your dog?" But your dog can't even eat meat now, so I can't figure it out? Da Hei eats a lot and eats a lot, and I can't use your prestige to let the guy provide meat for the dogs, how much does that shake the morale of the army? ”

Zhao Yin pursed his lips and looked at her.

Shi Yong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said innocently: "I have no choice but to carry the black pot that Da Hei stole meat to eat." It was my mistake not to steal food but to steal it, and I also lost the money, and I couldn't insult the prestige of adults. ”

With that, she snorted.

"Who am I doing this for, not for the sake of adults......"

Zhao Yin's throat rolled slightly, took a spoon and filled a bowl of soup again, and handed it to her, "Take it." ”

Shi Yongwan'er took it and lowered his head and drank slowly.

Zhao Yin looked at the girl's little face under the firelight and sharpened a lot in the past few days, and said lightly: "The dog in this seat, how can there be no meat to eat?" I went back and asked the room to provide some raw meat to Dahei every day. ”

Yes? This......

Shi Yong looked at the faint tiredness under his eyelids, and his face was slightly condensed.

"Isn't it okay? We regard Da Hei as a brother, but in the eyes of others, he is just a dog, if the dog can eat meat every day, but the soldier does not have to eat it, it is easy to cause a bad influence......"

Shi Yongyue said, his brows furrowed tighter.

"No, you can't open meat for it today, let it go out tomorrow, and go up the mountain to hunt yourself......"

When she refused, Zhao Yin's eyes kept watching her.

Unexpectedly, there was a little bit of relief.

After a moment of silence, he reached over the table and gently wiped the corner of Shi Yong's mouth, "Okay." ”

Shi Yong looked up in amazement and licked his lips awkwardly, "Is there something in my mouth?" ”

Zhao Yin's eyes were complicated, but he quickly restrained, "No." ”

Shi Yong smiled, "I don't eat as much as you......"

"It's okay."

The tone was as cold as usual, but Shi Yong heard a slight beat on his forehead, and his heart felt as if he had been hit by something. She looked up, smiled at him, and lowered her eyelids to drink the soup quietly. I thought to myself: It seems that everything is reversed tonight?

She used to serve soup and vegetables, prepare toiletries and wipe his mouth for him.

Why was he willing to help her serve the soup today?

Shi Yong looked up at Zhao Yin from time to time, he was eating quietly, there was no sound at all, he sat tall and upright, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, I was afraid that no one would have imagined that the decisive commander of the Jinyi Guard would be so handsome, right?

It was late at night.

It was raining again, and there was the sound of the wind howling outside the window.

The well-fed and well-fed Dahei lay under the table, seemingly asleep.

Between the swaying firelight, the dishes and chopsticks occasionally collide, crisp and pleasant.

There is no trace of boredom and depression on the eve of the war in the room, but it is like a young couple from an ordinary family, having dinner around the fireplace, and the years are quiet.

Knock knock!

The silence was shattered by the heavy knock of the door.

Shi Yong looked up from his imagination, his pretty cheeks slightly red.

Zhao Yin frowned, turned his head to look out the door, "What's the matter?" ”

Wei Zhou's voice came from outside, a little anxious, "Metropolitan Governor, there is a dead person over there." ”

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During the day, Shi Yongcai had come to the big house in the camp and was familiar with the way, but the place Zhao Yin chose to live was the relatively remote barracks in Lu Longsai, and it still took some work to walk over from here.

The night wind was very strong, and Shi Yong held an umbrella, but he still couldn't resist the rain that drifted over, and it was cool on his face.

"Go this way." Zhao Yin pulled her.

Shi Yong was stunned, and the person had been pulled to the right by him.

The rain drifted from the left, wetting half of Zhao Yin's sleeves, but Shi Yong changed directions to follow him, and because of his height, the cold wind and drizzle couldn't blow on his face.

The room is still the same as in the daytime, and the bloodstains of the killed pigs have not been cleaned up, and they can be seen everywhere.

As soon as he walked in, Shi Yong frowned.

The smell of blood was so strong that I couldn't tell if it was a pig or a human.

Zhao Yin sank his brows, "What about people?" ”

"Inside."

The big room is very spacious, and there is a small kitchen in it, and some generals in the camp will come to open a small stove. Shi Yong observed during the day, and next to the kitchen, a thatched house was built next to it, which was convenient for treating sewage and for the soldiers in the battalion.

Walking in, the ground was damp, with water stains and blood stains.

The stove was wide, and a corpse lay across it.

At first glance, Shi Yong thought it was a woman.

His long hair was scattered, his head was facing the door, he was wearing a bright red belly pocket, his hands and feet were bound by thick ropes, and there was no clothing to cover his body.

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