Chapter Seventy-Three: The Soldiers Are Divided into Two Paths
At this moment, the suburbs of Fengyang Mansion.
Song Yi outside the city was already on the way to the woodland with a fast horse.
At the same time, he also brought some "guests", some unusually "warm" "guests", and followed them closely.
Since others are so enthusiastic, Song Yi naturally has to welcome and entertain guests, so he takes them to the woodland to see the scenery of "fire trees and silver flowers".
"Can you get rid of it?" Song Yi looked at the "enthusiastic" guest, he was already a little tired, turned his head to the side and asked.
It can be seen that being too enthusiastic is not necessarily a good thing.
This is nothing more than a truth from liking the new and hating the old.
Hearing this, Wu Yue was a little puzzled and said, "It can be yes, but it's a little troublesome." โ
"Don't you need to hang them now?"
"I've got to go to the woodland first, and I've got to get out of the way." Song Yi explained in a deep voice.
"Besides, they're all here, and it's impossible for them to give up." After a pause, Song Yi continued, his voice was not high, and he was somewhat unsure of his mind in his heart.
"It's easy to get rid of it, but it's not that simple to lead it back." Hearing this, Wu Yue frowned and said, a little difficult to choose.
"Just give them a little bit of a run, they're all dog-nosed and very smart." Song Yi said in a deep voice, but there was some hesitation in his words, although it was easy to say, but it was not easy to do.
After that, Song Yi was thinking about the possibility in his mind again.
I can't rule out this possibility, Song Yi thought about it for a while, and then said in a slow tone: "Brother Wu, I'll teach you two sentences, and we'll run separately later." โ
"Then you lead the Wakorao around, and then run in the direction of the woodland."
"It's okay to split up, but they may not follow me." Wu Yue was a little worried about Song Yi's arrangement, and couldn't help asking.
Hearing this, Song Yi patted his chest and replied confidently: "Don't worry, the mountain people have their own clever plans, and they will naturally follow you." โ
"Just follow me."
Song Yi said this, naturally he was sure, thinking of this, Wu Yue didn't ask any more.
It's just that these two sentences taught by Song Yi are weird.
Wu Yue thought that he had followed his father-in-law (Lan Yu) to the north and south for many years, and he had never heard any strange dialects, but this time, he was stumped.
He never expected that the dialect of Fengyang Mansion would be so out-of-the-way, so weird.
Although it seems to be the same official all the way, this path seems to be very novel.
Although Wu Yue scratched his head and wondered, he was pressed for time, so he still memorized it by rote.
"Brother Wu, you can repeat it and take a look." Song Yi is colorful.
Hearing this, Wu Yue said vaguely: "ใใ Zai, ่ฒ ใ็ใฎ็พคใ, seppuku ใใฆ่ชๆฎบใใใปใใใใ (scum Zai, a group of scum, it is best to commit suicide by seppuku.ใ ๏ผโ
"ๆฌๅฝใซใใใงใชใใงใไธ็งใซ่ฟฝใใคใใพใใ (It's a waste.,I can't catch up with me for the rest of my life)"
I can understand a meaning roughly.
Hearing this, Song Yi nodded with satisfaction, and instructed again, "Later, you just say slower, louder, remember, the momentum must be enough." โ
Then, he said solemnly: "It's up to you, Brother Wu, remember, don't make a mistake in reading a word." โ
Wu Yue didn't care, he smacked lightly, the reins of the horse shook, and the horse galloped out.
Seeing this, the widow was stunned and a little confused.
I saw that the Wuyue horse stopped in front of the wolf, and recited with emotion:
"ใใ Zai, ่ฒ ใ็ใฎ็พคใ, seppuku ใใฆ่ชๆฎบใใใปใใใใ (scum zai, a group of scum, it is best to commit suicide by seppuku. ๏ผโ
Hearing this, the group of would-be robbers were stunned, and their faces were red and white.
After a long while, he raised his head in shock, staring at Wu Yue with his eyes, and the anger and killing intent in his eyes were unconcealed.
However, Wu Yue had never seen all this, and in the eyes of the Japanese Kou, it seemed to be a contempt for them.
As for Wu Yue, he was not disturbed by the outside world at all, he was still full of feelings, and he was depressed, and he was worthy of being a person who had seen a big scene.
Looking at the angry and corrupt appearance of the wolf, Wu Yue just opened his hands and recited passionately:
"ๆฌๅฝใซใใใงใชใใงใไธ็งใซ่ฟฝใใคใใพใใ (It's a waste.,I can't catch up with me for the rest of my life)"
After saying that, all the widows changed their expressions, their pupils were dilated, their eyes were staring at Wu Yue, and their reddened eyes were almost about to burst out, revealing a thick murderous intent, which was terrifying.
However, Wu Yue, who was looking at him, was not afraid, he stared at each other coldly with a pair of gloomy eyes, his eyes were full of threat, and there was a touch of undisguised murder.
Seeing that the more annoyed he was, the more excited he became, Wu Yue slowly stretched out his index finger, compared it in front of him, and shook it, You can't catch up with me.
At this time, the degree of internationalization is not enough, but the international gesture is not yet popular.
Then, he even more defiantly lifted the lance and rushed straight to the group of Japanese invaders, so frightened that the front row hurriedly set up a shield.
Seeing this, Wu Yue turned his horse's head in a chic manner, led most of the Lan family army, and left unhurriedly.
As if provocative, as if waiting for the wolf to chase after him, unhurried.
With the departure of Wu Yue, Song Yi also led the Bailai Lan family army and left quietly.
As for the choice of the Wakos, it is obvious.
Wu Yue teased them again and again, which made them, who claimed to be Yamato samurai, how could they endure it.
However, looking at the angry appearance of the widow, he was afraid that death would move the real fire, and Song Yi could only let Wuyue ask for more blessings.
Whoever asked him to add his own drama, Song Yi couldn't stop him.
When Song Yi and the others shook off the Wu Kou, a Lan Jiajun leaned over and asked respectfully, "Mr. Song, you actually know the Chinese language." โ
"I know a little bit about it." Song Yi bowed slightly, he really didn't expect that he could meet someone who knew how to do it, and he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.
"Sir is modest, I am quite interested in the Chinese language, so I want to bargain with Mr." The man asked, still respectfully.
However, this appearance of earnest learning gave Song Yi a whole way, he knew a fart Chinese, except for Aligado, Bagayalu, Soga, Nani, Daba, Ya Butterfly.
He still knows a piece of.
The two sentences that I taught Wu Yue before were all because he scolded people a lot, and he was familiar with them.
However, looking at the Lan Jiajun's hot gaze, Song Yi was embarrassed not to teach both hands.
After clearing his throat, Song Yi began to teach, "I'll teach you to say hello first, and the politeness you should have is a must." โ
"Among the Japanese people, greetings are usually called Baga Yalu, which is more formal, but the spoken language is generally Baga."
Speaking of this, the Lan Jiajun nodded again and again, his face was very excited, and his eyes were full of longing.
Song Yi also understood that this Lan Jiajun didn't seem to understand what I taught Wu Yue, and his heart was relieved.
Wu Yue doesn't understand, so naturally he won't settle accounts with his autumn queen.
It's just that Song Yi deliberately taught the wrong one just now in order to be tempted, but now in this situation, he can't stop, let alone confess.
Then he walked all the way to the black, thinking of this, Song Yi also saw it, and couldn't help but let go of himself:
"I don't know, I can generally say Soga; And to express understood, it can generally be said that Nani. โ
"It means that you want to make friends with people, especially the opposite sex, you can say Ya Yan Butterfly, if others accept it, they will say Da Ba, of course they can be very reserved sometimes."
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At the same time, on the outskirts of the city, to the west of the woodlands.
Zhao Long had already led everyone here.
"What about people?" Walking outside the woodland, it was empty, and Zhao Long couldn't help shouting.
But now in such a race against time, who has time to take care of them.
Even if I heard the shouting, I didn't bother to pay attention to it.
After all, these 100 brocade guards, together with Liu Datong and Lu Honglang, are all busy and busy, and their hands are constantly busy.
After all, the initiative of Song Yi's confession is too high.
There is neither an upper nor a lower limit.
However, since Jiang Zhen came back, everyone also understood the situation, and they did their best.
For the robe of the lost life, but also for himself.
"Is it reliable?" Yi Jin on the side said quietly, he already found that he had been fooled.
Zhao Long didn't care, he broke the jar and muttered: "If you come, you will be safe." โ
After a while, he met Lu Honglang, who was looking for someone.
"Brother Lu." Zhao Long still greeted politely.
Seeing this, Lu Honglang also turned his head and saw the stout figures.
He greeted Zhao Long and the others with a smile, and the sincerity and enthusiasm in his eyes made people feel warm.
Then, he nodded with a smile, hooked Zhao Long's shoulder, and said with a straight face: "Come, follow me." โ
There is no reason why labor is not used when it comes to the door.
As for Liu Datong, who was late, he didn't even eat any "leftovers".
Seeing people being pulled away by Lu Honglang, he was helpless.
"Calculate the time, Brother Yi should be almost here, and it's time to take action." Liu Datong looked in the direction of the east, as if he had expected something.