At the same time, Zhang Rao Shun also came to a friend, it was his hair small, and now he is an adjutant at his father's place, and there are many adjutants under his father, some of whom are already the age of Lao Ji Fufang, and some are young and promising, but only his hair is Xiao Lan Yingluo.

Lan Yingluo made a special trip from Tianjin to Xunyang, Zhang Raoshun was very happy, and he didn't make trouble with Luo Xiaoqi about robbing Shen Yeling to invite him to dinner, and directly asked the back kitchen to open the table to make dinner, and the two talked around the table on a table of eight immortals, talking about the recent situation: Zhang Dashuai is really brave, although he was bound by money everywhere before going to war, but he will be able to cut through the chaos quickly when he arrives on the battlefield. The current battle situation has been suppressed by Zhang Dashuai, seeing that the other party is about to disarm and surrender, maybe he will be able to come back before the New Year. Lan Yingluo is here to hope that Zhang Raoshun can also go back before this.

Although Lan Yingluo did not go to war with Zhang Junyao this time, it can be seen that after he became an adjutant, he is used to seeing guns*, and he is more energetic than before, with tough facial features, deep eyes, and a nose and eyes. Zhang Raoshun chatted with him for a few words and knew that he had something to say, so he glanced at him and looked at his dull face.

I saw Lan Yingluo holding the wine glass and half-holding it without drinking, and after hesitating for a long time, he said with a calm face: "Rao Shun, before the commander left, I asked me to take you back to get married, saying that I had arranged a family affair and an inspector's daughter for you before."

As for who the object of marriage is, Lan Yingluo also forgot, but it doesn't matter, in his opinion, Zhang Raoshun doesn't know which woman, as long as it's not ugly and it's the daughter of a high-ranking official, it doesn't matter.

Seeing that Lan Yingluo finally spoke, Zhang Rao Shun breathed a sigh of relief, and even he himself was shocked by his innocent answer: "Go back, go back, don't you just ask me to go back and get married, as for Xingshi and the crowd to call you to pick it up, just take a telegram, and I will come back with a somersault."

Even Lan Yingluo couldn't imagine that Zhang Raoshun could agree so happily, stared at him with wide eyes, and said noncommittally: "What you said before about freedom of love and freedom of marriage."

"It's freedom, freedom for me, I can marry a few more aunts like my father, and I can spoil whichever one I like, but it's a pity that the group of aunts I don't like have followed me in vain and ruined myself."

Zhang Raoshun's answer was too unconventional, so that Yingluo really couldn't see that it was Zhang Raoshun who still had a child's thoughts, but he couldn't refute it himself, so he nodded in response: "I'll be about to get married, I heard you say that the plays in Beiping are all good, so I went to patrol for a while, and I really got a good one, it's a singing martial arts, don't look at how the little girl sings martial arts, it's still soft in life, and I'll take you to meet when you come back."

Zhang Rao Shun looked at him with round eyes, and suddenly his words became slurred: "Brother Lan, you said that if I really married that girl according to my father's request, but I still want to marry a person who sings flowers in the pear orchard like you, will my father agree?"

Lan Yingluo squinted at him, and the corners of his mouth curled up and said lightly: "Hmph, break your legs."

Zhang Raoshun's body was stunned, he hadn't said whether it was a man or a woman, his father had reached this level, Lan Yingluo persuaded: "Don't be aggrieved, I don't have a father or a mother to take care of when I come, who prevents me from marrying a prostitute or marrying an actor." You have a good fate, you were born in the womb of Mrs. Zhang Dashuai, of course he will hope that you will order something good and not let you marry the drama, that is because the drama is unrighteous, and it is no good for you to marry."

"Who said that", he shouted with a complaining face, and after a while, the housekeeper came in like pinching a watch, and as soon as he came in, he took a letter and said to Zhang Raoshun: "Young master, there is someone at the door who wants to ask for this."

Zhang Raoshun took the letter and planned to tear it up: "Do you see who that person is?" The butler shook his head: "The man's hat is so low that we can't see clearly."

Zhang Rao Shun glanced at him, tore open the letter and clearly wrote the news of the fugitive's current situation, he trembled with the letter, and turned to the housekeeper and said, "You really didn't see what he looked like."

The housekeeper shook his head helplessly, and said with a bitter face: "I really don't, just let me tell the young master, after the young master tears up the letter, tell you that the head of the Luo family has left, and inform you to hurry up."

"You really listen to him" Zhang Raoshun was angry, and really wanted to get up and kick the housekeeper so that he would know who his young master was. Basket Yingluo stabilized his temper, he took the letter and read it, pondered for a moment, and saw Zhang Raoshun turn his head to ask for his opinion, the news on this letter was suspicious. To say that the wanted criminal has not been heard from for several months, and his whole person is like evaporating from the world, why did the news suddenly come?

"This letter must have been given by Luo Xiaoqi, she said that she would help me investigate the suspect, maybe she had other plans", Zhang Rao Shun snatched the letter and closed it, guessing that Luo Xiaoqi had promised to help him catch the wanted criminal a few times before. made him have to think that this note was sent by Luo Xiaoqi, but where did she get such kindness?

It's just that the spies he sent to Luo's family said that Luo Xiaoqi had no suspicious actions recently, and he couldn't see through Luo Xiaoqi's other plans.

Although Lan Yingluo is a soldier under Zhang Junyao, he has not been reused to the extent of helping his son make decisions: "Look at it this way, are you still going?"

Zhang Raoshun raised his head and thought for a moment, he still remembered in his heart that he had come to be the keeper of this town in the name of eliminating harm. Now the people of Xunyang are frightened at home every day, and it is difficult to do it because of the curfew when the New Year is approaching, and there is no chance to set off firecrackers at night. Then this year will inevitably be too lonely.

Zhang Raoshun thought like this, and suddenly let out a determined look, and he turned his heart sideways. Carrying a gun, he didn't care if the news that Luo Xiaoqi gave him was true or not, with this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he had to break through whatever he said.

He planned a means of transportation into the mountain, but the road on the mountain had been covered by heavy snow, and no one cleared the snow on the mountain, so the car might be buried directly by the snow within a few miles of driving. The method of driving into the mountain did not work, and Zhang Raoshun frowned and changed to horseback riding.

A few more sturdy horses were pulled, and Zhang Raoshun and his cronies jumped on the horses, followed by a group of soldiers on foot. A small group of soldiers in military uniforms marched towards the hill on the outskirts of the city, and there was a kind of formation of entering the mountains to suppress bandits.

Because the soldiers on foot, stepping into the snow with one foot deep and pulling out, and then stepping into the snow is slower and more laborious than the previous march, although Zhang Raoshun rode a horse did not feel it, but he was indeed frightened by the northwest wind that whistled out from time to time beside him, and he only felt that the wind seemed to have long eyes, and wherever he was not tightly wrapped, the wind drilled wherever he went.

He listened to the whirring wind on horseback as he wrapped his cotton robe tightly. The body slowly crooked into an arc with the horse's back, and at this speed, it would not be possible to enter the mountain in the middle of the night. At this time, the sky had already darkened a degree, and the snow around him reflected a layer of light, making him dizzy.

Zhang Raoshun shook his head vigorously, shook his spirit, and yelled at the soldiers behind: "Give me a hurry", after a throat, he turned back again, ignoring the secret gossip of the soldiers behind, pulled the reins of the horse up, and shook the horsewhip behind the tail of the horse.

The horse reacted, its two front hooves lifted up the horse's back to create a slope, and then let out a neigh. Fortunately, Zhang Raoshun clamped his legs on the horse's back in advance, so that he was not arched down by the horse. The pain of the whip also gave the horse a sense of refreshment, and the four-legged march in the snow quickened considerably, and at once shook off the footsteps of the marching behind.

He rode the fast horse, and in a moment there was no longer the sound of soldiers stepping on the snow behind him, and he turned to see that he was alone in the vast expanse of snow. He calmed the horse down, and went around in the same place a few times, following the direction from north to south, but when he came he did not look at the road or leave any mark, and he knew that now he was lost.

He unconsciously touched the firm neck covered by the scarf, and trembled for a while, the moon hanging branches were also completely dark this day, and only the snow under his feet was white, and the black pitch could not point out where it was. At this moment, his state of mind is the same as the confused mountain road in front of him.

His useless young master's body, not to mention carrying a gun into the mountains to catch wanted criminals, it is a little difficult to even return the same way. He was cold, hungry and scared all around, the physical and mental experiences inside and outside the triple pressed him, in addition to the whirring wind in his ears, a few wolf howls could be heard in a radius of several miles outside, he was so frightened that he took a few steps back, his brain was so frightened that he stopped thinking, Weng's voice was blank, and he began to guess whether this was a prying eye on the edge of death.

He didn't know how desperate the wanted man was, or how tenacious his life was to be on this hill for so many months.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in the portraits of his father and his mother, he really knew that he was going to be on this mountain tonight, and he would die at any time, so he remembered his father's good come, to say that his father really loved him when he was a child, and hugged his small body and kissed and rubbed.

He also let him sit on his lap and cushion his head and began to tell him the story of his former army fighting, saying that this horse has a sense of direction, and can return home even if it is a long way.

Thinking of this, he quickly refreshed himself, exhaled a long breath, put down the reins of the horse, and let the horse go on its own. But the horse under him was almost exhausted, and after a few breaths, he couldn't resist Zhang Raoshun's whip, and walked forward quickly with a few breaths.

His father told him that this trick was really useful when he was a child, and after a while, he heard the shouts of the group of soldiers from Youyou, he excitedly asked the horse to speed up his steps and move forward, and then listened to the shouts of the group of soldiers, getting closer and closer, and the voice became louder and louder, as if to say: "My lord, the head of the Luo family sent someone to tell you that the prisoner has been found, and it is at her house, you come back quickly, don't look for it."

He walked halfway, and suddenly stopped: "Luo Xiaoqi", the voice turned into the wind and drifted to the ears of the soldiers not far away, and the soldiers were overjoyed when they saw Zhang Raoshun who was in danger, and hurriedly survived the snow with a deep foot and a shallow foot, and ran towards Zhang Raoshun with a flashlight.

Before they could take a breath of peace of mind, Zhang Raoshun didn't say a word, turned the direction of the tired horse, and solemnly said to the soldiers below: "Quick, go to Luo's house." The soldier was dumbfounded, not reacting to his order.

Once again, he rode away from the crowd and headed for the brightly lit Luo's house, where he returned to Xunyang, a secluded county town after curfew, on the top of the mountain, and his mind became clearer.

Luo Xiaoqi's wishful thinking is really wonderful, first lead him out of the city, and catch the prisoner back the same way without knowing it, the spies he sent knew her actions, and went to Zhang Rao Shun's house to report that he was no longer there。。。。。。

He dismounted and walked quickly to the gate of the Luo family, the silver-gray suit he carefully wore that day had been wrapped in a thin layer of frost and snow, and knocked on the door of the Luo family that was about to be welded to death by frost, and the housekeeper opened the door for him with his hands that had been through the vicissitudes of life, and without saying a word, he directly supplied him to guide the way, he touched the pistol in his arms with his heart, and he no longer knew whether it was hot or ice.

The gusset of the gun could no longer be held against the crook of his fingers, and now he had some trouble even firing it.

Luo Xiaoqi is still wearing a red cloak waiting for him, but the cloak is thickened, and it is turned into a red tweed cloak, which can protect against the cold, Cheng Jiabai held an umbrella for Luo Xiaoqi, I don't know when the snow began to fall again, Cheng Jiabai stood in the direction of the wind and protected Luo Xiaoqi well, so that she didn't even have any snow slag around her.

Luo Xiaoqi was on a platform made of stone bricks, torches were lit around it, and the red light was reflected on their faces, and the withered white Luo Xiaoqi he was looking for had a ruddy appearance. I saw the tear mole in the corner of her eye, and the light of the fire flashed and disappeared.

Luo Xiaoqi saw Zhang Raoshun stretch out a hand and point to the flat ground, referring to the corpse that fell to the ground, the hot blood flowed into a puddle on his body, and two or three snow particles fell, and the puddle of blood became cold again. I saw Luo Xiaoqi raise his eyebrows and said unhurriedly: "Lord Zhang, this is the person you are looking for."

Zhang Rao Shun opened his legs, showing that he couldn't stand still and almost fell to the ground, his legs were about to freeze and lose consciousness, and he staggered towards the corpse. The corpse was always a corpse, there was not a little heat coming out of the body, wearing a prison uniform that could no longer distinguish whether it was black or white, the code on it was worn out so that it was a little unclear, Zhang Raoshun broke his head that was originally stuck on the ground.

I saw that the corpse didn't close its eyes before it died, and it still had a pair of round eyes facing him when it turned its head. Zhang Raoshun looked at this face, and this face also looked at him. It took their eyes to recognize it.

Although this face was firmly mixed into a mask by mud, he could still recognize that it was the wanted criminal he had been looking for again in the past few months, the wanted criminal who bit the history of the previous town guard, and also bit so many people.