Chapter Ninety-Five: His Royal Highness, the Prince of Western Shu
Although Qingcheng Mountain is steep, even if it is weathered, it is still known as the top of Xishu Mountain, where countless caravans will meet, and over time it has become the largest trading place in Xishu.
In the small town halfway up the Qingcheng Mountain, the fox boy said some soup words to the maid while enjoying the beautiful scenery of the mountains.
As the sun set, Brother Fox Qiu recited aloud the poem "When the trees are deep, you see the deer, and you don't hear the bell at noon", while saying that the terrain here is extremely steep.
Brother Fox Qiu looked at the maid's indifference to the poems, and forcibly laughed at the poetry that he didn't understand, and only knew how to wait for people.
With his left hand, he played with the small gourd he bought in the city, and the small gourd plate was also silky and smooth.
The two came to a post station, which was established by the Xishu government. No one dares to dance knives and guns here, and there have been rich sons from other places who swaggered here and were beaten by a local rich boy with a blue nose and swollen face.
Brother Fox Qiu Gongzi sat on a long chair in the inn and said loudly to Xiao Er: "Xiao Er, let's put more chili peppers in the dry fried eggplant, and then a sauce beef, a pound of Li Du, and you weigh two small cold dishes." ”
Brother Fox Qiu turned to the maid and said: "Xiaoqing, the terrain of Qingcheng Mountain is dangerous, but the soil is very suitable for planting eggplants, you taste the characteristics here, don't look at these are not as good as flowing, but in this place are all characteristics, let go of the belly and eat, your son and I have a treat." ”
Brother Fox Qiu has been bumpy outside for the past two days, although he has already prepared, but he still always wants to be a little bigger, and he can be regarded as a comprehension of the truth that things are good at home and it is difficult to go out.
After a while, the meal was served, and Brother Fox Qiu said: "Xiaoqing, don't look at these dishes as ordinary, especially this eggplant, the precipitation in the mountains and forests is different, and the vegetables are even more pitiful, so this eggplant is much more expensive than meat. ”
Brother Fox Qiu talked about the characteristics of each dish, and even the shopkeeper next to him praised this customer for not being an ordinary person.
This kind of gourmets can generally only be tasted by those old customers who are tricky, and the shopkeeper is naturally more attentive to serving.
Suddenly, three or five thieves with thick sabers kicked open the door of the room, and one of the leaders was still wearing a tiger skin coat, and a woman came from behind, dressed in a fox fur coat, with a long fox face and a soft sword wrapped around her waist.
A big man in a tiger coat said: "Little girl, I chased you all the way, and I told Lao Tzu that I have mercy on you, and I will let you go."
Brother Fox Qiu followed the eyes of this big man, and saw two young girls sitting on the opposite table, this kind of appearance Fox Qiu Gongzi has seen a lot since he was a child, so he naturally won't take it to heart, but in the land of Xishu, how rough and bold women are. The woman who thinks about waiting for a look is a unique flavor here.
This tiger-clothed man is also a famous bandit near the cottage, but the officers and soldiers encircled and suppressed all the way to escape, but on the way to see these two, the disaster star did not retreat, the color heart rose again, and the things in his crotch were not angry, and he always wanted to send an evil fire, so he followed all the way, and saw these two women and did not find it, so he followed up all the way to this station. The cottage leader now only wishes that the big bird under his crotch could not be born like a donkey, and he must kiss the woman's slender and long thighs and play with it well.
Brother Fox Qiu was eating without raising his head, and Xiaoqing, the maid on the side, was interested in nibbling on a piece of sauced beef and said, "Childe, why don't you go up to the hero to save the beauty." ”
Brother Fox Qiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and wiped the oil on his hands with a cloth: "You don't understand this, when you go out, life and death are rich and rich, there are no two gods, how dare you go far away, not everything is something we can interfere in." Besides, do you think I'm like a nosy person?"
The tiger-clothed man picked up the axe and sat next to the young woman, and said loudly with teeth full of yellow spots: "What a beautiful little lady, do you want to have a drink with me." ”
The crowded post station was instantly quiet, and for passers-by, more than one thing is better than less, and they can watch the play for free.
A young chivalrous man shot the case and wanted to speak up with righteousness, but in the next second, half of his head was cut off by the tiger-clothed man with an axe, and the blood flowed.
The land of Xishu is different from the Central Plains, there are still many local customs here that have not been educated, and there are scratches on the table with knives and axes, and everyone is just burying their heads in eating, and they are not scared to rush out of the door.
"Take your dirty hands away, my aunt doesn't have time to take care of you," a veiled woman whispered.
Although it was a soft voice, it seemed to be scratching the heart with a hundred claws in the ears of this big man.
Suddenly, the big man in tiger clothes felt a chill behind his back, turned his head, and there was a chill behind his back, only to see a soft sword buzzing on the back of his neck.
Two breaths, and the brothers lay on the ground. These two pretend to be pigs and eat tigers? The sword in the hand of the masked woman was still warm, and when these bandits died, their faces were comfortable, but they dissipated in a snap of their fingers, and the tiger-clothed man was angry from his heart, and the masked woman held the axe with her bare hands, and then with a bang, the giant axe was cracked, and the person of one hundred and ten catties flew out upside down and smashed on the wall.
"I didn't expect it, Xiaoqing, when the gecko climbs over the wall and leaks a small hand, it just wants to shoot a mosquito, and it will be killed in an instant." Brother Fox Qiu said with a snort as he gnawed on the sheep's hooves. With his oily hands, he picked up the leg of mutton that had been gnawed to the bone.
The woman in fox clothes sat on the ground and shivered, she was originally the top brand in the kiln, but a generation of charming people before the game, was driven out, and was turned out by the thieves to be the lady of the village, seeing that her backer had fallen, she hurried to escape for her life. The woman in fox only hates her parents now, and she has two legs. Seeing that the masked woman didn't chase her out, he was thinking about how he should go on in the future.
Xiao Er in the post station, with his hands and feet neatly appeased the guest officers from all walks of life, and sent a plate of cold dishes to each table, and two or two wines went to the fire. Then two or three guys handled these corpses with ease, and the disposal of corpses in this place can be regarded as commonplace, and the customers who come and go have already become familiar with the human characteristics of this place. After all, knives come and go. Although there is government control, there is always a gray area in a mixed place. The intersection of countries, once not handled well, is the beginning of the war between the two countries, the official's brain is more refined than a monkey, more things are better than less, so this is often the center of banditry.
After drinking and eating, the fox fur boy went to the place where he wanted to go the most here with a full burp.
Eagle's beak peak of Qingcheng Mountain
The maid Xiaoqing looked at the stone tablet with these three big characters written word by word and smiled: "The name of this place is simple."
Brother Fox Qiu turned around and said: "Xiaoqing, this is your layman, don't you look at the three big characters simple, heaven and earth yin and yang, black and not white, this is one of the most powerful sects in Xishu." ”
"Oh, then the government here is useless enough." The maid Xiaoqing took a sip and said, as if she didn't care at all about what was happening in front of her.
The two of them slowly climbed the mountain, the hawk's beak wind, hanging upside down on the top of the mountain, always giving people a feeling of fluttering immortals.
There is also an iron cable in the middle of the Nuoda Peak, which should be to prevent the officers and soldiers from hitting the mountain, and the fox Qiu Gongzi and the maid Xiaoqingzu walked for an hour before walking to the top of the mountain.
Qingcheng faction
The three big characters were brilliant, and the fox boy took out a small disc, knocked on the door of the Qingcheng faction, and then handed the small disc over, and after a while, the door slowly opened. Two maids walked out with black cloths in their hands.
Brother Fox Qiu and the maid Xiaoqing also resisted, but just walked in with them.
The quiet path along the way, exuding this little bit of begonia fragrance, adds a bit of artistic conception.
The two walked to the door of a room and patted the begonia flowers scattered on their bodies.
Brother Fox Qiu smiled softly: "Lie on a pillow of begonia wind, pull a bend of pear blossom moon, and a wisp of green poplar smoke." ”
The maid Xiaoqing also smiled: "Childe, where do you look like a prince, such a poetic feeling is more like a poet"
Brother Fox Qiu laughed at himself, "This little master has a lot of books in his chest and spits articles, but the sky doesn't follow my wishes." ”
When the maid Xiaoqing heard this, the relief on her face turned into disgust and said: "I have soured these tender teeth, when did you become a poor scholar again, sour and rotten." ”
Brother Fox Qiu looked at the rare treasures in the room, and a whole tiger skin was spread on the ground, and he couldn't help sighing, "It's not bad."
The maid Xiaoqing looked at the room full of rare and foreign objects, and said disdainfully, "What kind of place is this?" ”
Brother Fox Qiu took a sip of the big red robe that had been soaked a long time ago and said, "Xiaoqing is Xiaoqing, I have been with me for so many years, but I have seen a lot of the world, this is the Qingcheng faction on Qingcheng Mountain, do you think we are out to play in the mountains and rivers this time?" ”
"So what are we doing here?" The maid Xiaoqing stood behind the fox Qiu Gongzi and asked curiously.
"It's better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles, what Xishu is the first, and what Xishu bastards and hooligans have to see," said the fox boy with one leg on the table.
Seeing that there was no one in the room, the fox Qiu Gongzi simply got up cross-legged and meditated, the sunset had already set, only a trace of residual light remained, and a faint red light appeared on the fox Qiu Gongzi's body.
After breathing for a few days, the footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer, and the fox boy opened his eyes and whispered, "It's coming."