Chapter 22: The Old Wine Head
Wei Qingci didn't know what the kid on the other side was thinking, and asked curiously: "Where did you go?" Can the barracks keep you wandering around for so long? ”
If the management of the Beicheng military camp was really so lax, it is estimated that it would have been killed hundreds of times by the barbarian countries.
Mentioning this, Jia Langzhong looked like he had eaten a fly: "Don't mention it, not long after I went out, I was caught by Zhao Hu, and he asked me for a few hours." ”
"What do you ask?" Wei Qingci began to exercise again, and he felt that his weak waist might be able to save it.
Jia Langzhong shuddered suddenly, took off his shoes and sat on the bed, wrapping the quilt around his body.
"What else can I ask, it's just some things on the way when we came."
"You've said it all?" Wei Qingci asked 'casually'.
"Anyway, are you still helping those dogs hide it? Zhao Hu also said that the incident in the temple was not done by dirty things, but should have a master who happened to be nearby. ”
Jia Langzhong has a recklessness in his bones, but he has been afraid of ghosts since he was a child, and it has been several days since the last time the temple happened, and he still has nightmares for several nights in a row.
I don't think I'll be suspicious...... Wei Qingci was a little uneasy, stopped exercising, and wiped his sweat panting: "Really? ”
"It must be true, and I still suspect that it is the kid named 'Tu Fei', he must have been sent by His Majesty to protect you."
Jia Langzhong said confidently, and poured two glasses of cold boiled water from the bedside table:
"Who in the world doesn't know that Your Majesty and your father are lifelong friends, and he can really watch you and the little girl die on the way to exile?"
You have such a big brain, it's a pity that you are not a screenwriter...... Wei Qing nodded matter-of-factly:
"I said that Your Majesty will definitely feel sorry for me, Lang Zhong, you can have a little brain."
This explanation is also just right, putting everything on the emperor Lao'er, and I am suspicious...... Wei Qingci stretched out his hand to take the cold water handed over, raised his head and drank it in small sips.
Just after the 'strenuous exercise', you can't drink too much water too quickly, otherwise it is easy to hurt the body.
Jia Langzhong sighed: "But that stupid tiger doesn't believe it, he still scolded me for being mentally retarded, saying that what kind of person is Your Majesty, how can he be in front of the world, on the surface and behind the scenes?"
His guess was that the master of the passing was not used to it, so he simply shot and killed the two dog offal. ”
Yes, you're either mentally retarded or you're a fool, wasting my precious exercise time...... Wei Qingci pondered.
He felt that since the machine spirit dared to do that, then she must be sure that she would not be detected and suspected by the people of the Beicheng military camp, just like when she left Beijing, she concealed the methods used by those officials to check her belongings.
Besides, a spirit treasure that needs to reach the Crape Myrtle Emperor Realm to be completely repaired is not an ordinary commodity on a rotten street......
Therefore, Wei Qingci was sure that the Demon Evoking Realm was definitely a treasure of the same level as the Jade Seal of the Inheritance Kingdom.
My thighs are so thick...... Wei Qingci drank the water happily, put the cup on the cabinet, and invited:
"Lang Zhong, do these actions with me."
Jia Langzhong looked frightened...... That action is already obscene and shameless, this kid still has a lewd smile, what does he want to do?!
Seeing this, Wei Qingci explained speechlessly: "I'm doing prone ...... for your own good."
"I'm tired, let's go to sleep first." Jia Langzhong went directly to the quilt and covered his head to sleep.
Wei Qingci pursed his lips, angry and funny.
If you kid were a woman, I could barely be your coach and guide you to practice squats or squats.
But you, a big man, if you don't practice pulling down, you will be envious, jealous and hateful to your brother's eight-pack abs in the future.
Wei Qingci continued to do push-ups and sit-ups.
That night, Jia Langzhong deliberately slept with his butt against the wall, his face facing outward, but he still had nightmares all night, living in the same room with an empty, lonely and cold friend, he was so scared......
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When you rest, time always flies quickly, and seven days pass in the blink of an eye.
Early in the morning, Wei Qingci and Jia Langzhong were still playing chess with Zhou Gong when they were woken up by a veteran who suddenly rushed in.
"Well, breakfast is early today?" Jia Langzhong rubbed his eyes with a confused expression.
The veteran directly rewarded him: "Change your armor well, otherwise you will be invited to eat a severed head meal." ”
The two of them immediately woke up from their stunned state and hurriedly began to change their clothes, but it was the first time they wore this thing, and they didn't know how to ...... at all
The veteran cursed and taught the two how to put on their armor as quickly as possible, and then led them to a stone house.
Here, these large and small houses are equivalent to military tents.
At this time, there were already three people in the house.
One of them was actually an old acquaintance who was sent out of exile from the capital with Wei Qingci, and the other was a strange young man who was sleeping standing up.
The only person in the room sitting on a chair was an old man in his fifties.
The old man was tall and burly, wearing a black scale armor with a lot of oil stains on it, without a standard battle helmet, and his gray hair was not taken care of, looking very messy and greasy, looking sloppy and unkempt.
"Damn, it's all crooked melons and cracked jujube recruit eggs, Zuoqiu Han's little bastard, do you really treat Lao Tzu here as a rag?"
The old man's loud voice startled everyone.
The veteran who led the way fanned his nose in disgust, still feeling a taste, and couldn't help but take two steps back:
"I said old winemaker, can you drink less wine early in the morning. This is all arranged by Boss Zuo, and I can't help it, right? ”
"You kid don't gloat, take all this garbage away, I don't have time to take them." The old man waved his hand unhappily, like chasing flies.
After saying that, he took a yellow-orange-orange wine gourd from his waist and poured a large sip of wine.
The veteran who led the way just spread his hands and signaled that he couldn't help: "Who let you get drunk and run to the gate of the general's mansion to scold the street, and didn't cut off your head, it's the general's old love." ”
Biao, the general dares to scold...... Wei Qingci was surprised in his heart, feeling that this boss might not have a good temper, so he quietly took two steps back without a trace.
The old man put the wine gourd on the table and said angrily:
"Lao Tzu is just going to make suggestions, what's wrong, there are complaints in the hearts of the people below, and you can't say it?"
"Propose to drink alcohol during the march, you are amazing!" Lead the way veteran uniform airway.
No one knows the old man in front of him by his real name, because he loves to drink, so everyone calls him the old wine head.
As for why he dared to go to the General's Mansion to scold the street?
Because when General Bai first joined the army, he was just a ten-year-old ghost, and this old man was his captain, who carried the young general out of the pile of dead people again and again.
For more than 30 years, this old man has been a centurion at the highest and a soldier leading a horse at the lowest, and he has had ups and downs I don't know how many times, all because of his violent temper that blows up when he gets drunk, and his extremely obscene and shameless temperament......
In the entire Drifting Snow City, he is a 'well-known' figure.
At this time, the veteran who led the way knew the temper of the old man in front of him, and said first: "I also brought the people, and I will leave first if I have something to do." ”
After saying that, he flashed directly.
The old winemaker chased him to the door and scolded for a while, then turned around and came back angrily, angrily walked to the dozing young man, and slapped him on the head:
"Dare to sleep? I've been putting up with you for a long time. ”
The young man said aggrievedly: "I didn't sleep, these small eyes are born with ......"
Everyone: "......"
The old wine head was stunned, and turned to look at Wei Qingci and the three of them expressionlessly: "Crooked melons and cracked dates." ”
Including the squinting-eyed boy, the four of them were as thin as ribs, and they were wearing ill-fitting scale armor, which looked very funny.
The four of them were speechless for a while...... You old man is sloppy and sloppy, and you still have the face to talk about others?
The old wine head took two steps back and forth, grabbed his hair irritably, and said unhappily: "Stand up straight for Lao Tzu, and you are not allowed to have any conversation." ”
After saying that, he went out for a walk to change his mood.
The four of them stood in the room staring wide-eyed, and no one dared to speak, let alone sit down.
The old drunkard had a bad temper at first sight, and they didn't want to get into trouble on the first day they reported.
Moreover, the first rule of the Moth Battalion is to absolutely obey the orders of the superiors.
It wasn't until lunch time that the old wine head came back with an oiled paper bag, and the smell of wine on his body was even more smoky, and it came from afar.
Wei Qingci didn't eat breakfast, and stood for a few hours, at this time his whole body was already sweating, his legs were trembling, and his brain was dizzy.
"It's obedient, sit down."
The old wine head snorted, put down the wine gourd and the stuff wrapped in oil paper, and sat down on the main seat.
The four of them quickly sat down in prostration, ignoring any rules, picked up the teapot and hurriedly poured a glass of water to drink.
The old wine head didn't say anything when he saw this, humming a little song leisurely, waiting for the four of them to recover their strength and spirit.
Fortunately, they also had to bear the hardships of being sent to exile, their wills were tempered, and after resting for about a quarter of an hour, the spirits of the four of them barely improved.
This Ma Wei is also amazing...... Wei Qingci secretly complained bitterly...... In the hands of such a strange-tempered old man, it is estimated that the 'good days' are still to come.
The old wine head knocked his fingers on the table: "Report the name, age, origin, and everything you have committed." ”
Now that a team has been formed, the most important thing is that the members must understand and trust each other, otherwise when they really go to the battlefield in the future, who will dare to hand over their backs and life and death to each other?
Wei Qingci sat first on the left hand side of the old wine head, took two deep breaths to relax his nervousness, and then stood up and said, "Wei Qingci, sixteen years old this year......"
But he had barely said a few words when he was interrupted.
The old wine head was full of disdain: "Who in the barracks doesn't know Wei Dou Sprouts?"
Isn't it the son of the martial prince, the scum of the scum, who drank too much horse urine and wanted to sleep with the princess, but was sent by His Majesty to exile the scum of the border.
What a fucking tiger father and dog, get out to the side and play with eggs, don't waste Lao Tzu's precious time. ”
The three of Jia Langzhong next to him nodded subconsciously, thinking that what the old man said was very reasonable......