Huang Chongzhen took a look at it, and immediately grinned with a murderous smile.

Kakamu thought it was a twitch of the corners of his mouth, patted him on the shoulder, and walked away laughing.

"Ah Zhen, what should I do?" Zhou Ji looked at the two rows of Hermes-Epitek standing along the street, as well as the rotten eggs and rotten cabbage roots they were holding in their hands, and his face was very ugly.

These people, who have not yet shaved their hair and changed their clothes, are still wearing Hanfu and combing the Han family's buns, obviously still thinking about their homeland in their hearts, so they have so much hatred and hostility towards their arrival.

"Who told us where we were?" Zu Dashou's face trembled, and his face was full of grief and indignation.

The scar on Liu Ting's face trembled violently, and he said, "Who else could it be?" It's nothing more than a good brother who had a lot of wine and meat last night, and just hooked up his shoulders. And it's not just our whereabouts, I'm afraid that even our intentions have been deliberately distorted by them. ”

Wu Sangui complained angrily, "Last night's wine and meat should be fed to the dogs", and said, "Whatever! If these pickled goods dare to smash Lao Tzu with those pickled things, Lao Tzu will let them taste the huge fist of my Guan Ning Army. ”

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves in a matter-of-fact manner.

The young people in Guanning are strong-blooded, and no one is the master of instigation, so they echoed one after another, and they also learned from him, so that Wu Sangui, who always tried to raise his arms and respond to a hundred calls, finally succeeded once.

Wu Sangui became even more rampant because of this, and his blood was on his head, and he was about to be angry at the crown.

"The people are caught in the middle of the war, and they are also in a dilemma!" Huang Chongzhen sighed silently, if the secret path was really as Wu Sangui said, there would be no better way.

The dignified Ming Mission, it is impossible for them to be so humiliated as soon as they enter the former city occupied by the Houjin, right? He didn't have to be spit on, and he had to dry it himself, and even let it dry.

Thinking of this, Huang Chongzhen resolutely walked at the forefront of the mission, holding his head high and not squinting.

Zu Dashou walked side by side with him, and even Wu Sangui came to his other side.

The rest of the teenagers followed silently.

The group of fifty-three people was neatly dressed, their hair was upright, and they had a righteous appearance, which really made the remnants of the Han family who were eager to try on both sides of the street feel a strange feeling.

They were indeed deceived, and in the middle of the night yesterday, the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Dog Day almost beat gongs and drums to spread the news that the Ming Dynasty's peace mission would reach Liaoyang tomorrow, spread throughout Liaoyang.

If it weren't for the troubled and fearful Eight Banners soldiers, they felt that all the remnants of the Han family in the whole city flocked to Xicheng and crowded the streets in front of the Qingmen, which was somewhat inappropriate.

In case of a stampede, it would be difficult to explain to Heshuo Beile, who had just come from Shengjing to guard Liaodong, and these people were not the only ones who came.

Huang Chongzhen really felt a deep sense of despair and anger from the burning eyes of these Han family remnants.

But this is not the time to explain, he only hopes that one day if the Ming Dynasty really has a counterattack on Liaodong, these bitter haha, who are still proud of being Hanmin, the anger and thirst buried in their hearts are still consumed by reality.

As a result, once the spark is ignited, it can burn out the momentum of burning the prairie in the vast Liaodong.

"Let's talk about comfort with this." Huang Chongzhen thought silently, so he boldly cast his firm gaze on the middle-aged man at the front.

The old man's eyes from the bottom to the top have a light that has gone through the vicissitudes of the world.

He didn't know Huang Chongzhen, but he vaguely recognized a yellow dog who followed this young man.

He carefully confirmed it three times, but a light of conviction suddenly burst out in his cloudy eyes: "Ah Huang? ”

"Wang?" Ergou heard someone call himself by his former name, and subconsciously agreed, and at the same time turned his huge head to look.

It didn't matter if it looked at it, the scene of getting along with the kind old master was projected like a movie in the depths of its childlike innocence.

"Old host...... This is the hometown of the old owner! It's also my Ah Huang's hometown! ”

An autumn breeze blew from nowhere on the ancient street, but Ah Huang clearly knew that what it had returned to was in the narrow alley where he used to get along with the old man day and night.

There is also the situation of the little old man in front of him, feeding him and playing with him.

Ah Huang's huge dog eyes were instantly filled with hot tears, and he rushed over with a whimper, and threw himself into the middle-aged man's thin and shriveled chest, but extremely stubborn.

The little old man stretched out his arms vigorously and hugged Ah Huang's big and strong body in his arms.

Suddenly, he noticed that in just half a year, the half-grown cub who used to be able to spread joy in his arms has grown like a half-human dog.

is a man from the Han family, and he can't even hold his dog legs.

The thin hunchbacked man laughed with a crying voice, and the sturdy second dog Ah Huang wagged his head and tail......

Most of the Hermes-Epitek on the street were touched to the softest place in the depths of their hearts by this scene of this man's dog's affection, laughing, crying, and wiping the tears that slipped from the corners of their eyes with the back of their hands.

Kakamu and the others, who were hiding aside and waiting to see the joke, were stunned by this sudden scene, and their obscene smiles completely froze on their faces, and when the autumn wind blew, they were full of excitement and almost became facial paralysis.

"Vicious dogs pounce on food?" Wu Sangui has difficulty understanding the precious feelings between people, to be precise, between men and men, let alone between men and dogs.

"Two dogs?" Huang Chongzhen immediately seized the opportunity to unravel the matter, stepped forward and asked softly, "Hello, how did you recognize my second dog?" ”

The little old man raised his head, showed a vicissitudes of life in front of Chongzhen, and opened his mouth to scold: "Who is the second dog of your family?" This is clearly my family's Ah Huang! You are the second dog, and your whole family is the second dog! You're just like the guys behind you, you're a slave two-dog......"

The momentum, the distance where the spit flies, fortunately Huang Chongzhen grew tall enough, and he bent his waist so that he was not sprayed, but even so, Huang Chongzhen still felt that he was scolded for being scolded.

"What did you say!" Wu Sangui was furious at the crown, and raised his hand to pick up the thin old man.

But instead of being afraid, this little old man tried hard to straighten his back, which had been rickety for many years, so that the red-faced young man in front of him could be carried more comfortably.

Ergou really wanted to bite Wu Sangui's wrist, but after all, he was the brother of his eldest brother, although his eldest brother didn't seem to treat him very well, and he wanted to say that he was angry at the crown as a woman......

But a brother is a brother, and an enemy is an enemy.

The second dog is an experienced dog, so it understands more purely and thoroughly.

So, the two dogs wagged their fluffy tails anxiously, and went back and forth between the two, whining and wailing, but they didn't know what to do, and they fell into a dilemma for a while.

This scene made the remnants of the Han family who should have been separated on both sides of the street all surround them.

Ergou's sensible, psychic, and hard work, while amazed them, diluted the hostility towards this so-called Ming Parliament and Mission.

Huang Chongzhen took the opportunity to sing with a white face and said: "It's really a coincidence, the remains and clothes of the former owner of the second dog were collected and buried by the kid."

Because I didn't know his identity, I only engraved the words 'the tomb of the family teacher Huang, the disciple Huang Ergou respectfully stands' on the stele, in order to repay the prescription and pass on the grace of Chinese medicine.

If you know the identity of your teacher, please don't hesitate to tell him, and after the kid returns to Ningyuan, he will re-erect a tombstone for his teacher, write his life deeds, and then write an inscription in person to evaluate his merits. ”

When the little old man heard this, his originally dry but stable body trembled violently, and he said incoherently: "What did you say?" You said that Huang Shengyi is dead! The old man doesn't believe it!

Huang Shengyi, how many people are there! What a great medical skill! Even the slave chieftain appointed him as a holy doctor, how could he harm him? Impossible! It's impossible......"

Huang Chongzhen bent down to stop his shoulder, as if he was comforting his elders, and said, "Old man, calm down." The Huang Shengyi you mentioned is indeed dead, and when the boy saw him, the second dog was quietly guarding his bones, and it was this loyalty that made the brotherhood between the boy and him. ”

Although the little old man has no culture, but after the vicissitudes of life and the world, he has already figured out the key in a moment, and has calmed down, looked up at Huang Chongzhen and said: "You said that your name is Ergou, from Guanning, Liaodong?" ”

Huang Chongzhen grinned and said: "Yes, my name is Huang Ergou, I am from Guanning, Liaodong, and these teenagers behind me are all from the Guanning army outside Shanhaiguan. ”

"Then why is it called Ergou?" The little old man pointed to the second dog at his feet and said.

Seeing that the relatives on both sides had finally begun to reconcile, Ergou happily flicked his dexterous little tail.

Huang Chongzhen was surprised and explained: "It's the second dog of dogs, and I'm the second dog of people, what's wrong with this?" ”

This humble remark made the remnants of the Han family behind the old man almost laugh.

Zu Dale Zhou Ji and the others glanced at his side face helplessly, and Wu Sangui stared at his righteous and awe-inspiring back and scolded: "Shameless guy, you're starting to fool people again......"

"What are you doing here?"

The little old man tugged at the wrinkled face, and the bento reluctantly accepted this lame reason that was fine. But when he said this, in the vicissitudes of life, there was indescribable wisdom in his eyes, which flashed by.

Huang Chongzhen thought that he had seen it wrong, but he still replied seriously: "I was entrusted by Yuan Shuai to enter the enemy-occupied area this time in order to go to Shenyang to comfort the Jurchen Khan of Destiny - the slave chief. ”

"Good, good! All right! It's good that the Ming Emperor didn't send you! ”

As if the knot in his heart had finally been untied, the little old man suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, pointed at Wu Sangui again, and said in a low voice: "Although this kid is rude, this fierceness is indeed necessary to resist Jiannu!"

Even if Jiannu is modified in every way, the old man has already heard of the exploits of Jiannu under Ningyuan City! You little ones are good, old man, I believe you! ”