Chapter 48: Downpour

Lu Zhan picked up the chopsticks and ate them quickly.

The lame man next to him looked at him eating, and said to him, "Guest officer, aren't you from the army?" Look at the speed at which you eat the same as when I used to be in the barracks. Hehe, it doesn't matter if it's hot or not, what it tastes like, just eat it when you're full. ”

"Alas~ You, I love to mention your old" The mother-in-law who cooked rice snatched the words when she heard the words, "If it weren't for your physical strength, military service and military salary, and being able to afford children, can I marry you?" Hmph, how could I have thought that my leg was injured and I couldn't fight, and when I came back, I had no skills, so I had to run around with you, and I deserved to work hard for this life! ”

Although the mother-in-law complained, there was no grievance in her eyes. The lame man just smiled flatteringly, as if he was used to being scolded.

Hearing this, Lu Zhan raised his head, swallowed his last mouthful, and asked, "When did you join the army?" In which team? ”

"Alas~ That was more than ten years ago, and I was with a wild team at that time, and I didn't have a name. Unlike now, the young men in these ten miles and eight villages, who have ambitions, all want to join the northern army of that town. At the mention of the Zhenbei Army, the lame man instantly became interested, "You know the Zhenbei Army, right?" That is our Xiao Guoding famous team, legend has it that General Zhenbei is brave and invincible, and treats his soldiers like siblings! You can always win battles with him, do you think those boys don't want to go! ”

Lu Zhan didn't have any expression, nodded slightly, took out the money bag from his arms, shook off a bunch of copper plates, didn't count, felt that it was enough, and got up to leave.

"Hey, hey, guest officer, I don't need this money in this small shop!" The lame man said as he picked up the extra copper plate and limped after the landing battle.

Lu Zhan turned over his horse neatly, and said to the man under him, "I admire the soldiers the most, and the extra ones should be given to my sister-in-law." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for the lame man to speak again, kicked his legs, and galloped away with thunder, leaving only the lame man and his mother-in-law to keep thanking floating in the wind.

But if you look closely, you will find that he is driving his horse faster at this moment than when he came. But the direction in which he rode was not the direction that led to the capital when he came, but the opposite led to the barracks.

Lu Zhan leaned over and rode on his horse, feeling the night breeze mixed with the seemingly nonexistent raindrops passing by his face, and his mind was full of the conversation between the two people in the tea shed just now.

Lame soldiers, old couples, floating fate... He really didn't think about it, if he recovered Xu Miaoyun, if he was lucky enough to be able to get the favor of that woman, how would he give back to her?

Let her stay in the barracks with him all the time? That's absolutely inappropriate.

Buy a house for her in the Northern Cold City? He had enough money to keep her fed and clothed, but he stayed in the boudoir all day long, and even had to be mentally prepared for her husband to be injured or die in battle. Will she be happy?

Besides, how can the small northern cold city compare with the bustling capital.

After a reminder just now, he suddenly found that although he was a general, an outlaw soldier who had made up his mind not to return to the capital in his life seemed to be inferior to Shen Liangzhi, a son of a family who was destined to return to the capital, take root, get married and have children.

Why did he go back to Xu Miaoyun?

The heavier and heavier rain poured through the lonely man and horse on the road, and also extinguished the burning fire in Lu Zhan's heart.

He thought of her sad but happy smile when she left. So be it, this way, it's best for her.

But what no one expected was that on this same official road, somewhere far away, there was also a carriage heading towards the same destination.