When Zheng Anping opened his eyes, there were already a few samurai sitting in the tent, and the post guards including Ma San were around him, and there was a half-closed eye, calling the pulse. Seeing Zheng Anping open his eyes, he smiled and said, "Wake up, wake up!" ”

Zheng Anping felt a slight headache and sighed. Ma San immediately came over: "Brother Zheng, how is it, does it hurt?" ”

The gentleman looked at it indifferently: "Okay, the head is hit hard, and the blood is not smooth; At this time, the flow of qi and blood should be fine. He turned his head to Zheng Anping and said: "The son's head is really hard, if he is a bystander, he will definitely have blood stasis, and he will be half paralyzed, or he will lose his mind at worst, or even die." And Childe just blocked it slightly, and he got through. ”

Zheng Anping's head was still painful, and when he saw himself, he could only smile miserably and asked, "Dare to ask Mr. Honorific title, where is this?" ”

Ma San said: "This is the god hand magpie, the disciple of Xinling Jun." ”

The gentleman laughed again: "The friend of the road has a false reputation! Yue's family, line two, the son can call me Zhongyue. ”

Zheng Anping said: "It's hard to see the body pain, Mr. Zhongyue is not to blame!" ”

Zhong Yue said: "How dare you! This is the middle camp partial tent, the son doesn't know? ”

Zheng Anping slowly recalled, suddenly remembered everything that happened in the big tent, and jumped up: "There are assassins!" But he pulled the wound, and the pain and headache hit him together, causing him to faint for a while, and then he collapsed on the straw mat.

Zhong Yue shook his hand lightly and said slowly: "Gongzi is not shocked, the assassin has already subdued the law, and the king is unharmed. ”

Zheng Anping endured it for a long time, and the sharp pain was relieved a little, and he gasped: "It's a Qin swordsman, wearing double swords, one long and one short." ”

Zhong Yue shook his head: "Where does the Qin swordsman have such hand poison, a sword goes down, and the sword is deep to the bone." If it weren't for the strong muscles and bones of the son, he would only be afraid of wearing the back. ”

Zheng Anping frowned and said, "But who is it?" ”

Zhong Yue said: "This person's swordsmanship has been hot for at least three years. ”

"Is it a swordsman?"

"I'm afraid yes!"

"How did you know, sir?"

"I have walked the rivers and lakes, solved the misfortune of gold creation with more people, and seen a lot!"

Zheng Anping felt depressed, and his head and wound hurt again. Zhong Yue comforted: "Don't worry, this sword can't be burned, it only enters the skin and flesh, not the muscles and bones, and it doesn't hurt the internal organs, so it doesn't hurt seriously." However, this sword has drunk blood, and I am afraid that there will be a fierce aura into the skin, and it will be difficult to do it when it encounters the wind! ”

Zheng Anping said with difficulty: "Thanks to Mr. God's hand!" ”

Zhong Yue said: "My medicine is still in the Great Wall, I don't know when it will arrive, I only have some ordinary gold medicine on hand, and I have already applied it to my son." Childe just needs to recuperate now! ”

When Zheng Anping heard this, he closed his eyes obediently.

After a while, the curtain was lifted again, and a samurai led the slave in. The two knelt down in front of the straw mat where Zheng Anping was lying, and the samurai said, "Tell me!" ”

The little slave said in a trembling voice: "It's terrible! The little slave didn't dare to look at it, he didn't know who it was! ”

Samurai said: "There are many cuts on the face, and the face is unrecognizable. ”

After a while, the curtain was lifted, and the child rushed in with a look of terror, and threw himself into the arms of the little slave, clenching his fists tightly with both hands, and saying nothing. The little mother wrapped her arms around him, eager to wrap him up.

Zhong Yue was silent, and no one else made a sound, and the curtain was quiet, in stark contrast to the horse's hooves outside the curtain.

Ma San couldn't hold back first, and said: "Hey, hey, it's so quiet, it's so bluffing, how can you talk, ah, Mr. Zhongyue?!" ”

Mr. Zhong Yue still smiled: "Third brother, you also live in Daliang, or you take your brothers to identify those three assassins!" ”

Ma San and a few post guards stood up to go out, and Zhong Yue said again: "If you gentlemen want to see it, go and see it, maybe you know someone!" ”

The samurai sitting in the tent also got up and walked out of the curtain.

The tent was empty, and only a few words of samurai remained. Zheng Anping was dizzy because of a headache, and he was already disgusted with civil strife, so he closed his eyes and recuperated after listening to Zhong Yue's words. The tent was quiet, and he was about to fall asleep in a daze, listening to Zhong Yue's voice in his ears:

“…… Have you ever seen a stranger come to the city? ”

……

"How many?"

……

"They didn't come in?"

Zheng Anping was shocked and completely sleepy, but he didn't dare to open his eyes, only pricked up his ears and listened to the conversation in the tent.

"No, they walked through the front of the house to the back door."

"Zheng Gongzi collided with them?"

"No, Zheng Gongzi and Silly went to draw water, and then Silly came back, but Zheng Gongzi didn't come back."

Zheng Anping became more and more alert when he saw that he was talking about himself. Unexpectedly, Zhong Yue changed the subject: "Fortunately, they didn't enter the house, otherwise they would have seen the leather armor left by Zheng Gongzi, but there would be a lot of trouble." ”

The little mother said nonchalantly: "The little mother is a person who lives outside the city, anyone can stay overnight, and Zheng Gongzi can naturally do it." Hugh said that it was a few pieces of leather armor, and when he checked it carefully, it happened that he was in a hurry, swords, spears, halberds, and even axes, and I am afraid that I can find a few pieces. ”

"Oh-? Hehe, where are those things now? ”

"It's changed!" The little slave looked right.

"Do you know all the people in the city?"

"This is natural!"

"Have any strangers come lately?"

"I haven't seen it!"

"When you change things, who do you usually go to?"

"Then who can you find, it's the city guard! Only his family has cattle and horses, and can go to Daliang to go to the market. The whole city had to find him if they wanted to trade in the market. Those who have a bad heart and liver should eat two percent of the dry fall. ”

"Is the martial artist also from his family?"

"Martial artists too. Three generations of a family practice! ”

"How's the martial arts?"

"Far from it. Only the front ~ back ~ left ~ right ~ up ~ down ~ , I listened to it all. It's just that I don't have a spear, otherwise I'd play with it. ”

The little slave's confident expression drew smiles from Zhong Yue and the many people in the tent.

"There is such a big school in the city?" Zhong Yue laughed as he talked to the little slave.

"Where there is a school field, they all go out of the city to practice on the grass field in front of the door. There are not many people, Ergou, Sanhei, Maotou ......, just a few of them practice diligently, and others can be lazy! ”

"I don't see that there are many fields outside the city, and there is enough food to eat?"

"In the city, there are only three or five families who open fields outside the city. It takes labor to open the field, and only those who have more strong men in the family can open it, and ordinary people only go to these people's homes to change. ”

"Is there a market in the city?"

"There is no here, once a month I go to Daliang City to catch the market."

"How much grain is stored in the city?"

The little slave was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The little slave lives outside the city, how do you know that there is food in the city!" ”

Zhong Yue smiled again: "In a small town, there can be food, I'm afraid there is no one." ”

The little slave did not answer, but lowered his eyes to the ground.

Zhong Yue said with a kind face: "Although you live outside the city, you can see the king, and you are close to the prince, which is a great blessing. Come to the hall and enter the room, you have to serve the nobles, and where is my foreign surname can be compared! ”

The slave's face was swollen and red, but he didn't make a sound.

The curtain was lifted again, and a samurai came in and said, "The king is back!" Zhong Yue got up and said, "Go out and greet you!" The warriors in the tent all stood up and walked out of the tent together.