Chapter Ninety-Three: Singing Heroic Songs in Enemy-Occupied Areas
Sprinkle a handful of wild onions and mustard greens that can be found everywhere on the Liaoshen Plain, put them in the helmet used as a bowl, pour some soup, suck it in its mouth when it is still hot, refuse a few times in the teasing of the tongue, and swallow it.
"Wow! It's so delicious! Ah Zhen ...... Oh no, little two, little two, Lao Tzu finally knows why you call it that, because the food you make is so delicious! ”
Wu Sangui suddenly found that this young man, who made him very unconvinced, seemed to show skills that he had to convince himself, and it was a necessary skill for survival.
After all, people always have to eat.
"Then why do you want to be called Xiao San'er again?" Huang Chongzhen smiled and asked a rhetorical question, and Wu Sangui was almost choked to death by a piece of tough and big cow tendon.
"Hahaha!"
No one but his three family members patted him on the back, but gloated and laughed.
Wu Sangui, who lived for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, was not angry, and replied one by one without showing weakness, as if the person who had almost choked to death just now was not him.
"The energy of young people is so vigorous. Their nerves are so big. Huang Chongzhen thought with satisfaction while handling the food with ease.
The precious internal organs were properly disposed of by Huang Chongzhen, the kidneys were cut into thin slices and used for skewering, and the tripe and lamb tripe were used to brush in the boiling water for a few seconds, and then they were immediately scooped up and sprinkled with a handful of green onions.
Such an unheard of nothing has become the object of this group of young rough men vying to swallow, which not only comforts the stomach, but also makes the muscles and bones that consume a lot of money a great compensation.
Along the way, the burning knife that was enshrined on the trolley like a treasure, and several jars were also slapped open and sealed with mud, and the rich aroma of wine that had been held in the dark jar for a long time suddenly overflowed, and it also overflowed towards the depths of the courtyard.
"Such a good thing, instead of giving it to the rude Houjin for nothing, it is better to enjoy it yourself." For this, even Huang Chongzhen, who has always been bold and generous and hospitable, thinks so.
So, in the capital of Houjin, a group of messengers from the Ming Dynasty drank wine in large bowls and ate meat in large bowls on the first night after entering the city, and under the leadership of Huang Chongzhen, ghosts and wolves sang unknown ballads.
"Walk here and there, don't get tired of the golden bottle of wine......"
It's okay, after all, it's the first song, and men know it.
But "a crooked river in front of my brother's door", "sister, you sit on the bow of the boat...... Affection, love, love, rope swinging" and so on, but what is it?
Only the song "The great river flows eastward, the stars in the sky participate in the Beidou...... hey, hey, ......hey, Wind and fire in Kyushu", although the voice is hoarse, it is quite good.
It's just that this objection is inevitably too obvious, right?
Does the Emperor of your Ming Kingdom agree?
Are these gangsters really envoys of the Ming Kingdom?
Singing a good song in the enemy-occupied area, this situation and this scene is simply presumptuous, burning to the extreme, but it is also unique.
The Houjin craftsmen, who were hiding in the shadows and watching, were dumbfounded by this undisguised great movement, but they were also salivated by the smell of wine and meat that could not be concealed by the high walls.
One of them smelled the aroma of wine and meat, listened to the moving ballad, especially when he heard the "Song of a Good Man", and finally couldn't help but complain with jealousy: "What kind of broken song is this? It's so hard to sing! ”
A thin worker next to him taunted him and said, "I don't know this? This is the theme song of the new romance of the Ming Kingdom "Water Margin"! (Title number omitted hereinafter)
"Water Margin? The theme song? ”
"Yes, this is one of the last wave of books introduced by the Great Khan from the Ming Kingdom during his lifetime, and the previous Romance of the Three Kingdoms, as well as this time, the Journey to the West was introduced, and it is called the three classics of the Ming Kingdom."
"I know the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, isn't it just a group of martial artists to fight and kill? That's it. It's the Water Margin and the Journey to the West, Lao Tzu has heard of it for the first time, how about it? Isn't it good-looking? ”
"It's beautiful. Especially in this Water Margin, Pan Jinlian seduced her second uncle Wu Song and failed to succeed, so she cheated with Ximenqing, which is illustrated and easy to understand, and it is really a good product for late-night learning! ”
"Do you have one? Let me see. ”
"Such a treasure, how can Lao Tzu carry it with him, what if it is crushed?"
"Wouldn't that be a pity."
"But I can tell you about it with emotion."
"Okay, okay...... Then you can talk about it. ”
When the wine was half-drunk, a group of young rough men thought about the girls with red ears in front of them, boasting that when they married the girls, they would have to fire three or five guns every day.
Someone is not ashamed to claim to be seven times a night, because just thinking about a woman, he can solve it seven times in one night, which attracts boos.
At the same time, he also laughed and agreed: "Yes, yes, just imagination can be so, if there is really a soft jade woman around you, then don't work hard, until you die." ”
Some people are unashamed to boast: "Lao Tzu is one day at a time, but one day is one day." ”
A group of little young men turned Huang Chongzhen, a former veteran of flowers, the real Seven Jiro in one night, with a red face and a red ear, and was dumbfounded.
He didn't want a group of good teenagers to be contaminated with this bad habit from then on, so he kindly reminded: "The tree is in ashes, isn't it good to save some effort to kill Jiannu?" Besides, solving it by hand and gluing it with a woman, although the result is the same, the feeling is completely different, I don't believe you ask Xiao San'er. ”
"Really?" A group of teenagers, including Wu Sangui's little cousin, all turned their curious and eager eyes to him.
"Oh my god!" Wu Sangui looked up to the sky and sighed, but did not answer.
Huang Chongzhen added: "Of course it's true, I don't know how expensive sperm is when I'm young, and I cry when I'm old." Isn't it, little three? ”
"How do I know ......" Wu Sangui looked up to the sky and sighed, unable to answer, after all, he was not old.
However, this did not prevent his little cousin, who was full of beards, patted him on the shoulder and taught earnestly: "Ah Zhen is right, did you hear it, little San'er? ”
"......" Wu Sangui sighed at the sky, and suddenly felt that the kid proposed to make alabaster, and he didn't know how to do it, and then instigated himself to secretly run to the gate to rob the Qinglou woman, which was simply a huge pit.
After all, with his young and frivolous youthful temperament, he carries a lively woman on each of his left and right shoulders, even if it is just rouge and vulgar powder, where can he stop it?
Anyway, in the dark night, they couldn't see each other's faces clearly, but they could only find the right direction......
A group of teenagers took advantage of the alcohol to talk nonsense, and those Houjin Xiaozuo who came to monitor also put their heads together and vividly discussed the details of Pan Jinlian's affair with Ximenqing.
Moreover, he also carefully analyzed the psychology of the parties, but he didn't yearn to marry his daughter-in-law, but he was full of admiration and yearning for Ximenqing, who specializes in stealing other people's little ladies.
Just when both the enemy and the enemy are immersed in the legendary little bit of about women and men, and can't extricate themselves.
A faint and beautiful female voice, as if to satisfy the fantasies of many teenagers about women, suddenly sounded at the gate between the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard: "Who are you?" What are you doing? ”
If it is a powerful drink, it is a group of Eight Banner Sword and Axe Men who are suddenly killed, and this group of young rough men will not have the slightest fear.
But a woman dressed in white, with her cloak scattered, stood silently under the eaves of the moonlight, and asked faintly about some ordinary bodies, which really made people panic.
The teenagers were in a cold sweat, and the wine was half sober.
Wu Sangui was still boasting about the wine just now, even if the female ghost appeared, she dared to shout one or two, and when she saw this, she immediately wanted to give her a few big mouths to herself, but she still mustered up the courage to shout: "You...... Who is it? ”
But the woman's next words seemed to come from half of the Nine Hells, and she immediately scared away the last trace of courage: "Ah...... It's so fragrant, I'm so hungry. ”
"Ahh Don't eat me! Wu Sangui screamed miserably, and instantly hid behind Zu Dale.
found that this tall and burly man seemed to be trembling, so he hurriedly ran behind Huang Chongzhen, and the girls generally pulled the clothes around his waist and peeked at the woman in white.
He still murmured tremblingly: "Why is this female ghost walking silently?" I didn't even hear the second dog! ”
This cowardice, this cowardice, Huang Chongzhen's eyes rolled when he heard it.
But the theory of ghosts and gods has undoubtedly penetrated into the hearts of this group of 17th-century teenagers.
As a result, panic instantly occupied the hearts of the teenagers.
Fortunately, Huang Chongzhen, a Chinese special forces soldier from the 22nd century, has not even seen the most terrifying biochemical knights in the Western world, let alone a weak woman imprisoned by the cold palace and with some messy clothes.
It's a real woman...... Ahem...... Then he's still afraid!
"Friends come with wine, jackals come with shotguns. If you want to eat, come over by yourself, my Daming Han'er, not as stingy as your Houjin Jurchen. Huang Chongzhen's casual words diluted the fear in the hearts of all the teenagers.
What followed was a faint sense of shame and self-deprecation, and they angrily accused each other: "Look at your cowardice! It hurt Lao Tzu's arm! ”
"You kid still said Lao Tzu, who was shaking like a dog just now?"
The second dog was not happy when he heard it, you humans are arguing, what are you doing with Lao Tzu, the only dog? As a result, he objected three times.
The woman in white walked over as she said, and as soon as the moonlight and the firelight reflected, the boys could see it a little clearly.
But her hair was so loose that she couldn't see her face clearly.
However, when the teenagers see the eyes of women, they are destined to be like torches, especially those who are in good shape.
Although the woman in white was disheveled and disheveled, before she marched, she could still see her vivid and graceful charming figure, which could be called hot.