He Mian'er and his entourage sat down and asked for a few dishes of side dishes, and Master Chen specially asked the shopkeeper for a pot of tea. After all, he has been away from Beijing for a long time, and he misses the taste of tea in his homeland very much.

I could only hear a man wearing a small hat and a thin body with a few beards next to him, and after swallowing a few mouthfuls of noodles, he said in a loud voice: "This white-haired Yaksha is finally willing to truce." ”

The man next to him, dressed in coarse cloth clothes, with a big shy belly and a meaty face, answered: "What can you do without a truce, but it's been two years." ”

After that, he also took a bite of fat, and then whispered: "I heard that the emperor Lao'er sent twelve golden orders in a row to urge him to go back, but he returned them all." Is this true or false? ”

Although it is a small restaurant not far from the border, it is also full of talents. Dressed in golden copper coins and satin, the man who looked like a rich man shook his huge head and said with a smile: "It's true, my uncle is an official in Beijing, and this matter is absolutely true." ”

When everyone heard this, this person actually had a relative who was a Beijing official, and they felt a little more respect for this person at the moment. The thin man raised his glass to the rich man and said, "I toast you." ”

The rich man did not refuse, and still drank the cup happily. At that moment, a poor scholar in the crowd said angrily: "Martial artists mislead the country, martial artists mislead the country!" ”

A stout man next to him was immediately indignant, slapped the waist knife he was wearing on his waist on the table with a snap, and said angrily: "If it weren't for that warrior who was born and died on the front line to resist the northern Tartars, you wouldn't know where you would have become the soul of the underworld." ”

Although this is excessive, no one in the restaurant dares to refute it for a while. I don't know if I really agree with this person's statement, or if I am afraid of the knife in this person's hand, I dare not raise a bar with this person.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper stepped forward to play a round game, poured a glass of wine himself, apologized to the stout man, and said in a low voice: "Uncle is angry, you have worked hard, don't be like such people." ”

At that moment, he turned around and scolded the poor scholar angrily: "Yu Xiucai, are you impatient?" ”

He Mian'er glanced lightly, and saw that the poor sour Xiucai was wearing a shabby gown, skinny and vegetable. There was only a stack of peanuts and a pot of wine on the table.

The shopkeeper's reprimand seemed to have a bad attitude, but in fact, he was going to relieve the scholar.

Unexpectedly, the scholar was a dead brain, and he snorted coldly at the moment, completely ignoring the kindness of the shopkeeper.

only said coldly: "It's right to be born and die, and it's not wrong to resist that Mobei Tartar." It's just that this time is different from the past, if it is for us and other people, it is really ridiculous and generous. ”

The martial artist was enraged, picked up the waist knife on the table, slapped it on the table with the scabbard, and said angrily: "What do you say? ”

The poor sour Xiucai had a bit of a mighty and unyielding spirit, and he didn't care that the sword was already in front of him, and he was still unforgiving, and retorted: "What I said is wrong, you and I know what the white-haired Yaksha is thinking about starting the war." ”

As soon as these words came out, the warrior didn't know how to answer, so he threw down a piece of silver, took a knife, turned around and got on his horse and left.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the poor Xiucai: "Yu Xiucai, you are really fateful this time, and only the military master of this family is good to talk to, if you meet other people, I am afraid that your life will not be guaranteed." ”

Yu Xiucai didn't care, he just picked a peanut and threw it in his mouth and said, "Since this white-haired yaksha can be made, it must also be able to withstand the mouths of the people." ”

Chen Fuzi respected this person and admired it in his heart, so he immediately beckoned the shopkeeper to come over and gave the man a few meat dishes.

whispered to He Mian'er: "I'll go talk to this person and find out the situation." So saying, he took the wine bottle and went to toast the man.

He Mian'er was already very interested in these anecdotes, so she nodded and pricked up her ears, planning to listen to more of what everyone in the restaurant had to say.

Unexpectedly, Na Shuoye didn't say a word, and peed his pants. He Mian'er had no choice but to hold the child and go to the carriage to change clothes.

As for what everyone said later, she didn't hear a word.

"I give you a toast." Chen Fuzi respectfully said to Yu Xiucai, the literati see each other, it is sympathetic.

That Yu Xiucai saw that he looked like he was good-eyed, and he was a talent, and he even asked the shopkeeper to bring him a few plates of meat dishes, and he was moved at the moment: "Your Excellency has broken the bank." ”

That Master Chen would not be attentive without nothing, and immediately reported to his family: "My surname is Chen, and I want to ask my brother about a few things." ”

That Yu Xiucai was also very polite, and said in a crepe manner: "Your Excellency, please speak." "When others saw that the two of them got together, they must have said something boring, and they didn't care at the moment, the wine they drank was the food they ate.

"I wonder which white-haired Yaksha I was talking about with Namushi just now? What do you know? Laborious teaching. ”

Master Chen thought that he was extremely respectful when he said this, but who knows, as soon as these words came out, everyone next to him who didn't care immediately looked at Master Chen, and their eyes were full of doubts.

The thin bearded man just now said with some disbelief: "I don't even know this, you shouldn't have come to get us." ”

Chen Fuzi didn't care about this person's tone, and replied respectfully: "In the past few years outside the Guan, I know a lot less about this Central Plains matter. ”

Everyone suddenly came to their senses and said in unison: "No wonder, no wonder." Before Yu Xiucai could explain, just now the fat man who was used to eating fat meat spoke: "No wonder you can't guess, who do you think it is, this white-haired yaksha." ”

Speaking of this, he paused, probably thinking that it was disrespectful to talk about this person in broad daylight, and coughed lightly, and then said in a low voice: "It's the second word of the Xu family, Xu Yunqing, the general of Zhengyuan!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Master Chen couldn't help but exclaim, "How come? "Everyone knows that the Xu family has been loyal and good for generations, Xu Yunqing's father and eldest brother both sacrificed their lives for the country, and Xu Yunqing also died nine times before he cut off the head of the Hun leader in exchange for peace on the border.

How can a war be waged and the people on the border will not be at peace?

The fat rich man next to him, who had not spoken again, said softly: "This is true. ”

Only then did Yu Xiucai pick up his wine glass, take a sip of wine and said: "Why do you think I want to say that the martial artist has misled the country, I admire his achievements in hibernation for three years before." However, more than half of the war he started this time was all for his own selfishness. ”

The shopkeeper next to him stepped forward and made a false noise, hoping that Yu Xiucai would not say any more.

Yu Xiucai didn't care, and continued: "What do you think he is for, ignoring the emperor's twelve golden orders, it is all for a woman." ”

As soon as these words came out, Chen Fuzi's eyelids jumped, and he felt that he had guessed the truth.

Everyone was talking about it, that Xu Yunqing led his subordinates straight into the Mobei royal capital for a woman, digging three feet into the ground, but there was still no trace.

The reason why he is called Yaksha is entirely because in this border area, any Huns who practice martial arts are infested, and all of them are killed, leaving no one alive.

"Everyone is grateful to him for protecting the country, but they are also indignant that he has declared a personal vendetta, which has caused constant war on the border." That Yu Xiucai said.

Everyone next to them nodded, and some said, "It's finally stopped." ”