Xiangling put her troubles about Zhang Ren behind for the time being, and went straight to Zhou Langzhong's house.

As soon as I entered the courtyard of Zhou Langzhong's house, I saw Zhou Niangzi chasing Zhou Langzhong with a broom, and scolded in a crushing manner: "Didn't I tell you? In the future, it is not allowed to use pine needles to top the account, what is the matter with these hundreds of pounds of pine needles? ”

Following the direction pointed by Zhou Niangzi, Xiangling successfully saw a pile of pine needles unloaded in the corner of the yard.

Don't ask, it must be Zhou Lang's center is soft again, so who has to use pine needles to top the account.

Xiangling hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Zhou Langzhong, someone wants to buy your pine needle wine!" ”

This sentence is better than thousands of words of persuasion, Zhou Langzhong and Zhou Niangzi looked at Xiangling at the same time, and said in unison: "Who wants to buy it?" How much to buy? ”

With the hot eyes of the two people, Xiangling felt that she was about to be burned, and hurriedly replied: "It is Yang who is preparing to send a hundred jars of pine needle wine to Lingyu Pass, and the old price will not change." ”

Quiet, the silence that can be heard when the needle falls!

Zhou Niangzi's face immediately turned into a chrysanthemum, threw down the broom, and said in a gentle tone: "Old man, didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to eat fish?" You wait, I'll ask my daughter-in-law to buy two of them right away, one steamed and one braised ........"

Zhou Langzhong's small waist rod immediately straightened up, and said with a solemn face: "Buy another fish to make soup!" I'll go and deliver wine now, and when I come back, I just happened to eat hot stew, and I added a pair of chopsticks to Xiangling!! ”

Zhou Niangzi nodded like pounding garlic, and replied again and again: "Then you still need to say that Xiangling is our nobleman, and her ....... is indispensable."

Zhou Langzhong said in the direction of the medicine house: "Third son, don't hide, move the wine quickly, let's go to the barracks to deliver the wine!" One hundred jars!! ”

This sentence was shouted with full of anger, and it could be seen that Zhou Langzhong's self-confidence had swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xiangling couldn't hold back a smile and said to Zhou Langzhong: "Zhou Langzhong, that day I saw that the furniture of your medicine house was simple and sturdy, I want to ask which craftsman made it for you, my family is going to move recently, and I need to customize a lot of furniture." ”

Zhou Langzhong waved his hand and said confidently: "This matter is easy to do, you go to Lingyuguan with me to deliver wine first; Then I will accompany you directly into the city to order furniture, with me to follow, Guo Carpenter does not dare to ask for more wages, and guarantees that the work is detailed. ”

This saved a lot of trouble, and Xiangling immediately helped the third son move the wine jar.

A whole carriage was loaded, one layer on top of the other, and three layers were stacked, and the wooden planks were spaced in each layer to maintain balance.

When the wine is loaded, no one can sit in the carriage.

The third son and Zhou Langzhong sat on the wheel, in order to accommodate Xiangling, and finally unloaded the door of the carriage, Xiangling nested in the small space under the frame, looking pitiful.

When he arrived at Lingyu Pass, Xiangling's waist was about to bend, so he hurriedly came down to stretch his waist and move his body.

Lingyu Pass Pass, far away to see the front is the towering wall, more than thirty or forty meters high, there are tooth-shaped battlements on it, the shadow is more than enough to have soldiers walking on it.

Xiangling's location is in the middle of the barracks, only forty or fifty meters away from the wall.

Soon, the soldiers at the camp gate passed on the generals of the preparatory office and led them in.

Outsiders are not allowed to enter the arsenal, Jia Xiaoliu asked the soldiers to move the pine needle wine down and register it in the warehouse, Zhou Langzhong, Xiangling and Sanzi, the three of them could only stand twenty meters away from the ammunition depot and wait.

A team of people came in from outside the camp, and Yang Qingyue, who was on the horse, changed his face greatly after seeing Xiangling, and instinctively raised his eyes to look at the battlements on the city wall, and sure enough, he saw a dark blue figure.

Yang Qingyue said angrily to a group of ten-person patrolling soldiers: "Who let the woman enter the barracks?" ”

The battalion soldiers were reprimanded in a daze, in the past, women were not allowed to enter the camp in the military camp, but since the king overseer came, the women who flowed every day were sent in, there were two prostitutes who were proud, and even stayed in the army like concubines, serving the overseers, and the general didn't say anything, everyone thought that the ban was lifted.

The patrolling soldiers were about to drive people away, Yang Qingyue said with a dark face: "No need, you all go and help carry the wine and pour the car out quickly." ”

Yang Qingyue dismounted, walked in front of Zhou Langzhong and Xiangling, turned her back to the battlements of the city wall, blocked Xiangling's view of the battlements, and said with a gloomy face: "You are not allowed to come up to the pass in the future." ”

Xiangling didn't know why she retorted: "It was your soldiers guarding the door who didn't stop me that I came in." ”

Yang Qingyue was stunned for a long time before she squeezed out a sentence and said: "They didn't do their duty, I will report to their superiors for punishment, but you have to remember that women are not allowed to enter the barracks, this is the rule of the barracks, and you are not allowed to come in the future." ”

Xiangling waved her hand behind Yang Qingyue and motioned for Yang Qingyue to look behind her.

Yang Qingyue turned around, and a woman from Yingyan walked over with her waist twisting like a water snake.

Yang Qingyue's face suddenly burned like fire, and she didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.

A woman walked in front of her and bowed down to Yang Qingyue Yingying: "Yang is preparing, the overseer saw the graceful figure of a girl on the battlements, let me take a look, is it a small appearance." ”

The woman's eyes looked at Xiangling unscrupulously, and saw the heels from the hair, as if she was going to strip Xiangling of her clothes.

Even Zhou Langzhong, a person with a wooden mind, realized that something was wrong, and protected Xiangling behind him like an old hen.

Yang Qingyue said with a calm face: "You go back to Lord Overseer, this woman's figure is acceptable, but there is a birthmark with a footprint on the left side ......of her face, and there are tear moles in the corners of her eyes, and she is full of Kefu's physiognomy."

"This ......" The woman looked embarrassed, if the old immortal knew that she was lying, the end would be miserable.

Yang Qingyue said indifferently: "Xianglan, you seem to have forgotten that Wang Overseer is only a temporary overseer, and he will leave Lingyuguan in a month at most; In the future, whose hands will your life and death be in your hands, don't you need me to remind you? ”

Yang Qingyue's grace and power, Xianglan understood the powerful relationship, if it wasn't for Yang Preparation's blocking, she was likely to be killed by the order of the old immortal surnamed Wang.

Xiangling bowed down reverently and said, "Yes, Xianglan understands, this is back to the Overseer." ”

Xianglan left, and Xiangling, whose nervous heart was about to jump to her throat, came out from behind Zhou Langzhong, followed Xianglan's appearance, and gave Yang Qingyue a salute and said, "Thank you for the maintenance of Lord Shouban." ”

Xiangling understands that in this era of human life, if it were not for Yang Qingyue's maintenance just now, she would probably fall into the hands of the lustful Wang Overseer, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xiangling lowered her head, smeared a handful of ash from under the sole of her shoe with her palm, spat at the foam, rubbed her hands, and applied it all on the left side of her face without disgust, becoming a large piece of ash.

He took out the awl from the cuff and stabbed it in the tear socket, oozing a drop of blood, which was mixed with the mud and quickly coagulated, like a tear mole.

Yang Qingyue was very shocked in her heart, she didn't expect Chu Xiangling, a woman, to be so careful and decisive, afraid that she would encounter Wang Dujun's eyeliner in the barracks and affect him, so she simply did what he said, with gray birthmarks and tear moles on her face.

When the wine was unloaded, the donkey cart was driven over, and the three men took their leave.

This time, Zhou Langzhong was very protective and let Xiangling sit in the carriage, while he himself blocked the door of the carriage and blocked Xiangling inside.