The thin pages that are almost completely transparent, I don't know what material they are made of, and what means are used, are tightly glued under the cover of "Blind Man Zhang Ling'er", and they need to be twisted by fingers to separate, and there is no handwriting on the thin veil-like skin, only a picture is drawn crookedly:

Six solid ink dots, five hollow ink dots, followed by a mess of boxes, triangles, arrows, etc., as if children scribble.

Wu Guo didn't stare at it, he only glanced at it quickly with the afterglow of his eyes, and the end of his eyes was still the busy and old back in front of the vine shelf.

He saw it quickly, almost at a glance, and then the thin cover was crumpled and torn off by him, and then dipped into a water bowl beside him.

The cover is as thin as a light veil when it encounters water, and the graffiti-like ink color quickly fades, but after a few breaths, the faint outline is no longer visible under the clear water, like ice and snow melting into the sun.

Wu Guo stood up, picked up the water bowl, poured the water into the purple bamboo pot, and then turned over the soil with a small flower hoe, and then called softly, "Lao Zhang, go get some water."

The clear and cold voice line, with a bit of unskilled jerkiness between the words, is clear in the ears, like gold and jade hitting each other.

This time, the old slave finally heard it.

He turned slowly and smiled at the clear-looking man in the window, baring a jawful mouthful of teeth.

………………

"Someone, serve the wine."

In the golden tent in the north corner of the front yard of Fullen's house, Blusch's rough voice exploded like spring thunder, and people inside and outside could hear it.

Soon a slave led the order, and Brush held the horn case with both hands, looked at Da Chang'an, who was sitting at the bottom, and grinned:

"As soon as the warriors of Harqin come, my good wine will come in handy, and it will be a pleasure! Rejoice!"

His bold laughter shook the brocade tent slightly, and Da Changan also laughed with "hey, hey, hey".

He had already made five bowls of burnt white in a row, and the wine was a little high, but those eyes were still as shrewd as usual.

He never thought that half of the head of the Fulun family, the noble prince of the south, Lord Bulush, would actually condescend to his dignity and take the initiative to invite him, the son of the Harqin shepherd, to come over to eat and drink.

That's enough for him to blow up cattle for years.

When he received the secret letter sent by Bulus, Dachang was so excited that he didn't sleep well all night, and he was always restless on the way here, for fear that something would go wrong on the way.

Fortunately, everything went well, and the silver knife guards of the Fu Lun family were also very dedicated, and even the clothes and accessories for the change of clothes were prepared in advance, and they brought him in without knowing it.

Da Changan is not stupid, he understands the other party's intentions.

The left marshal Mangtai and the right marshal Bulus are not in agreement, this is not a secret in the army at all, even the leaders below are clear, how can Da Changan not know?

Today's wine is the entrance post sent by Fu Lun's family, and from the time Dachangan stepped into the high threshold, his attitude and the meaning of the other party have been placed on the table.

Da Changan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him doing this.

Originally, for the sake of the promotion of the old patriarch of the Nadan family, he was also loyal to Mangtai, and he was able to hide from all the people and things that had anything to do with Bulush, and he was even more vigilant against the old camp of White Frost City. ….

These leaders are all from the new battalion under Mangtai, and they can be regarded as Mangtai's henchmen, while most of the people in the old battalion are Blush's lackeys, and the battalions on both sides will only join forces during the general exercise, and they usually practice separately.

Just more than a year ago, Mang Tai was ordered to come to the White Frost City to guard the border, he wanted to bring obedient soldiers, so he tried his best to transfer Da Chang'an and them from the old mule's mouth, after entering the city, Mang Tai also repeatedly explained to them, to be careful of the people in the old camp of White Frost City, Da Chang'an also kept these words in mind.

But what did his loyalty get in return?

Until now, he was just a small collar armor, and his soldiers were nearly two percent less than Munger's, plus the soldiers who were damaged in the battle some time ago, he was even shorter than Munger, and Munger was in front of him recently

Before Yaowu was proud, Da Changan was very aggrieved in his heart.

Looking at Zuo Shuai Mangtai again, he brought their group of old people to such a place where they fought every day, not to mention taking more care of them, but pulling his own son into the position of general, but handing over the old leader armor like Da Changan, who had followed him for many years, to this little wolf who didn't have any teeth.

This little wolf cub has little ability, but his appetite is very big, and he swallowed the net worth he had accumulated in the past few years in one bite, and he refused to even give him a good face afterwards.

Yes, he is not as powerful as Chi Lang, but he is also an old man of the Nadan family, over the years, he has followed Mang Tai from birth to death, and before he almost died several times, when did he complain about suffering and tiredness?

When a soldier fights, if he is only tired but has no progress, then what is he doing to kill the enemy?

Thinking of this, Da Changan felt even more aggrieved.

Since he came to this White Frost City, he hasn't caught a few pieces of military exploits for more than a year, and he eats them every day, especially the little thief of Nagude, who only has a good face in front of Chilang's first few leaders, but he doesn't take them in his eyes at all, and Da Changan has long been dissatisfied with him.

When Blusch's secret letter arrived, Dachang suddenly had a feeling of "finally here", and the seed buried in his heart grew into a towering tree overnight.

Although he is a rough man, he also knows the proverb on the grassland: where there is no grass, there are no cattle and sheep.

You only remember your son, but you don't remember me Dachangan, so why should I hang myself on your tree?

Besides, compared to the dilapidated house of the Na Dan family, which is trampled in the mud with both feet, the gold brick under the feet of the Fu Lun clan is a real noble, and compared to Fu Lun, Na Dan is a fart.

It's not that he Da Chang'an looks down on his own people, if you look at the black armor of the black armor and the black snake, people will know which is expensive and which is worthless, and the daughters of other people are about to marry His Royal Highness the prince as concubines, but the first head of Harqin Chilang only knows how to fight, and with Mang Tai, a stingy wolf-headed upstart, what is the head?

The Fulon man's head was stabbed on the bear's head.

After careful calculation, only the golden lion tattoo of His Majesty the Emperor and the black tiger tattoo of His Royal Highness the Prince can be above the bear's head.

Da Changan deeply felt that being able to climb the thigh of the Fu Lun clan was a blessing that he had cultivated for several lifetimes, and he must hold on to it firmly.

"I can't drink it, Dashuai, I really can't drink it. Subordinates are afraid of ...... I'm afraid of mistakes."

The thought turned quickly, and the wine gradually became a little bigger, Da Changan spoke inarticulately, his hands in front of the wine bowl, looking both honest and serious, and the voice of "subordinate" was even more smooth, as if he had been an old subordinate of Blusch for many years.

Yao Jishan