The evening breeze of the Northland, with a biting chill, is like a knife, carving the whole land randomly and messily;

For example, those third-rate sculptors claim to be talented, but after a messy operation, they can only be stacked in a piece of snow white, saving themselves from being laughable and generous.

Zheng Fan sat on a pile of rubble, and his body was no longer the "bright and blind" brand armor during the day.

It's a dark red sweatshirt that Siniang sewed for herself.

Zheng Fan had seen the Zoroastrian believers who appeared in Hutou City, and it was said that they came from the Western Regions, and his sweatshirt could fit into them perfectly.

Ding Hao stood by Zheng Fan's side, holding his spear in his hand, this gun was full of blood today.

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and patted his side,

Road:

"Sit with me for a while."

Ding Hao put down the spear and sat down beside Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan took out a small iron box from his pocket, opened the box, took out two cigarettes from it, and handed one to Ding Hao.

Then he took out the fire fold, lit it for himself first, and then went to help Ding Hao light it.

Cigarettes are still a bit ahead of their time in this world, but there have long been tobacco products such as hookahs and smoking guns in this world.

It's just that His Majesty the Emperor of Yan did not tax tobacco commodities, wasting a considerable amount of financial resources.

You must know that in later generations, smokers across the country suffered discrimination while suffering physical damage, and with fearless dedication, the tobacco tax they contributed to the country every year was worth the country's national defense budget expenditure for a year.

However, although the cigarettes are a bit ahead of the times, Ding Hao still covered the fire with his hands and showed a panicked posture when facing Zheng Fan to help him light a cigarette.

Then, taking a puff, he began to cough wildly.

Looking back again, seeing Zheng Fan swallowing clouds and spitting fog freely there, there was a touch of incomprehension in his eyes, and he subconsciously asked:

"Master, is this thing easy to smoke?"

Zheng Fan shook off the ashes of his cigarette and said something that had been active in QQ space and personality signatures for a long time in later generations:

"I'm not smoking, I'm lonely."

Ding Hao was stunned for a moment, and a feeling of admiration arose spontaneously.

People who can say such things must be in a terrifying state of mind.

But he didn't know that in the future life, if you say this again, others will look at you like you're looking at you like you're looking stupid.

"You know, why am I here at night?"

Ding Hao thought for a moment and replied:

"Is it for the aftertaste?"

"Aftertaste?"

"Well, actually, my subordinates also want to go back to Tuman City, and then go back to see the mansion that I destroyed all the doors."

Zheng Fan shook his head helplessly,

What kind of perverts are gathered around you......

Forget about the blind people, this Ding Hao is a native of this world.

Could it be that flies don't bite eggs?

"Actually, I don't know why I'm here, but I just want to sit here."

Here, it is the Chen Mansion.

The military disaster during the day almost crushed the entire Chen Mansion, and the whole house, including the basement, was looted.

For the big-headed soldiers, this is their revenge on Master Chen;

But that didn't stop them from pulling some good things into their pockets.

Because of this, Zheng Fan's current reputation among the soldiers in Hutou City is quite good, not to mention helping everyone to come out, and he also made a small fortune with everyone.

"What, you don't understand?"

Zheng Fan saw that Ding Hao didn't speak, and took the initiative to ask.

Ding Hao shook his head, nodded again, and then showed a very tangled look on his face, and said:

"Master, tell me what ...... heart"

"When you speak from your heart, you don't need to call the master, I can call you brother, you can call me...... Little brother. ”

"Uh...... The subordinates did not dare. ”

"That's not what I said."

Ding Hao's face began to sweat, and he had to turn to Zheng Fan very respectfully, and said:

"Little Brother ......"

"Hmm."

Ding Hao felt that his qi and blood began to uncontrollably swell towards his head;

This feeling is probably equivalent to Siniang calling you "Dad" for you to come out quickly.

It's so satisfying!

"Lord...... Little brother, in fact, at first I thought you were very cold-blooded, but sometimes, I felt that you were quite humane, and many times, brother, I couldn't see you clearly. ”

"It's hypocritical."

"Hypocrisy?"

Ding Hao began to chew on the word, the more he tasted it, and the more he tasted it, the more appropriate he felt.

"Little brother, I used to hear people say that the literati of Qianguo like this kind of tone, sad autumn wind for a while, and distressed for the sunset and sunset."

Zheng Fan heard this,

Laughed,

He reached out and patted Ding Hao's shoulder,

Road:

"I see."

After that,

Zheng Fan stood up,

Stretched.

Ding Hao immediately got up with him and said:

"Master, what do you understand?"

In fact, when I was a child, although my parents separated early, my father didn't care much about me, but the money for food, drink and school was not bad.

I haven't gone through famine, I haven't really endured hardship, but on this day, when I wake up, someone has arranged everything for you.

All day long, you don't really need to do anything, even if you do it, that is, to be a prince, and a lot of people next to you accompany you to study. ”

This kind of disrespectful metaphor, if outsiders heard it, they might be shocked and inexplicable, but Ding Hao didn't take it to heart.

"In the future, I really can't be hypocritical."

Zheng Fan looked around,

Looking at this Chen house, which has become a ruin,

In the world of later generations, no matter how cannibalistic it is, it also carries a little warmth, at least, in that era, it is possible to have a terminal illness without money to treat it, but if you want to say that you are really starving to death on the side of the road and no one cares, it is not realistic.

But this world, since it has chosen this path, can no longer be hypocritical.

The two thousand people who were used as bait,

Today, the clerk "killed" on behalf of the clerk and disappeared directly from your Chen house.

Over here

It is countless times bloodier than those war-torn areas in later generations.

Zheng Fan took a deep breath,

Gritted his teeth,

Talking to himself:

"I can't be a burden anymore."

At this time, Siniang's figure appeared in front of her, and she walked slowly.

Seeing this, Ding Hao immediately left by himself, he knew that Zheng Fan and Siniang were masters and servants, but he had even seen that Siniang came out of Zheng Fan's house in the morning.

Siniang put a cloak on Zheng Fan's body and said softly:

"Lord, will the slave sit with you for a while?"

"No need, go back and pack up, tomorrow is about to leave."

"Okay, go back to the slave house and serve you."

"Are you playing with needles again?"

Siniang glanced at Zheng Fan with disgust, and said with spring in her eyebrows:

"If you don't want to play with needles, we can play cards, we can play dice, it's okay."

"Are you good at gambling?"

"Well, the slave family is good at sitting on the village."

…………

Ordinary people's birthdays, that is, personal birthdays, a little literary and stylish, you can buy a bouquet of flowers for your mother on your birthday:

The son's birthday is the mother's mother's day;

Then, the mother and son hugged their heads and cried.

I also heard what Ding Hao said, the literati of Qianguo like to play this play, and make everyone celebrate their birthday, just like a funeral, just to fight for a filial piety.

When the status reaches a certain level, a person's birthday becomes a festival.

The fiftieth birthday of Mrs. Zhenbei Hou is the festival of the entire Beifeng County.

From about eight o'clock in the morning, Zheng Fan waited at the city gate on horseback with Siniang and Ding Hao after the disguise.

Wang Duan and other five centurions and their soldiers came very punctually, and as soon as they came, they knelt down to Zheng Fan and gave them a bow.

Today, it's like: What is the posture?

Nearly 500 soldiers, each of them had a smile on their faces, they made a small fortune yesterday, and now they will follow the adult surnamed Zheng to go to the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, maybe there will be any rewards, everyone is in a good mood.

But the gifts of each family gathered together until noon, and the gifts were not yet fully gathered.

One car after another, as well as the subordinates sent by various families to help escort them, it was lively outside Hutou City as if they were rushing to the market.

Finally, the last gift was delivered.

It was a large carriage, of course, this was only the exterior of the carriage, and inside was an iron cage holding a red snow wolf.

It's not a powerful demon beast, but the red snow wolf is indeed very rare, this is sent by Xujiabao, it can be said that it took a lot of thought.

The snow wolf is delicate, and there are people waiting in the carriage to ensure that the wolf is still alive when it is sent to the Zhenbei Hou Mansion.

Finally, everything was ready, and Zheng Fan, who had been waiting a little impatiently, immediately ordered to set off.

After nightfall, Zheng Fan ordered to set up camp.

Wang Duan and the others went to arrange the defense in person, so there was no need for Zheng Fan to worry about it, and they had already encountered two batches of sentry horses of the Zhenbei Army along the way, which also meant that this was the direct coverage of the Zhenbei Army's forces, and the security was still very high.

Zheng Fan came to the side of the carriage, and the two subordinates of Xujiabao next to the carriage knew Zheng Fan, and when they saw that Zheng Fan also got into the carriage, they did not stop it, and obediently got out of the way.

Opening the car door, Zheng Fan bent down to go in first, and when he raised his head again, he saw that more than half of the carriage was an iron cage, and the red snow wolf in the cage felt a little sick and had no energy, and was prostrate there napping.

And on the side of the cage against the wall of the carriage, there was a big fat man leaning there, eating roast chicken with relish.

The smell in the carriage must be very bad, after all, the snow wolf's eating, drinking, and Lazar are all here, but the fat man's appetite is still very good.

Seeing Zheng Fan coming in, the fat man also broke off a big chicken leg and handed it over,

Zheng Fan shook his head and said, "I've eaten it." ”

"Hehe, how do you know that this official is here?" Xu Wenzu asked with some curiosity.

"My lord, if you want to blend in with the team without being discovered, where else can you go except here?"

"Also, alas."

Zheng Fan looked around out of the corner of his eye, he was making sure that Xu Wenzu was beside him, whether there were any bodyguards.

When these big people go out, there is a high probability that there are masters around them, and Kangxi Weifu has Fayin and Sandezi around him in a private visit.

Observation is observation, but good words still have to be said:

"It's really hard to hide here."

Xu Wenzu smiled without mind:

"Where, where, I've been an official here for most of my life, and I've been a well-dressed beast for most of my life, and now I'm making a carriage with this beast, which is right."

"This kind of open-mindedness of adults is beyond my reach."

"Hey, you're still young, you've been through a lot, and you'll understand."

"That's right, you have to learn more, adult."

Then

The door of the carriage was opened again,

A middle-aged man with a somewhat sloppy body and messy hair came up.

After the man entered the carriage, he sat directly next to Zheng Fan, took off his shoes, and began to pick his feet.

Zheng Fan glanced at the man, but his heart was slightly cold, and he was suddenly vigilant.

This should be Xu Wenzu's guard.

Dressed sloppily, his hair is messy, his eyes are cloudy, he still smells of alcohol on his body, he is informal, he picks his feet in front of him, and he sends it under his nose to smell it.

What is it?

It's a hidden standard image!!

Damn, that's tricky.

Xu Wenzu handed the chicken leg that he had prepared to hand to Zheng Fan to the man, but the man was not polite, he reached out and took it and began to eat.

This scene was seen by Zheng Fan, it seems that the relationship between the two is very unusual, and they have exceeded the boundary between master and servant, and it is very likely that they will not be able to buy, Xu Wenzu's personal bodyguard was bought with money to turn against the water, which is too much to look down on people who have been up and down in the sea for most of their lives, right?

After the man finished eating the chicken legs, he stretched out his hand to ask Xu Wenzu again.

Xu Wenzu smiled and gave him the remaining half of the chicken.

The man got out of the carriage while eating chicken, and before leaving, he let out a very smelly fart.

"Poof......

Zheng Fan immediately held his breath;

"Ahem, cough, ............"

Xu Wenzu was choked and coughed, and his tears were smoked.

At the same time, he laughed:

"This beast stinks, and the official doesn't think there's anything, but this person's fart, the official really can't stand it; Ridiculous, you say? ”

"Animals should be stinky, but if they don't, they will become sperm."

"Yes, that's right. One is natural, the other is unnatural;

In fact, it is natural for people to smell, but it is not a natural thing for people to live, people have seven emotions and six desires, people have desires, people have attachments, animals, there are yes, but they are far worse than people. ”

"Thank you for your teachings." As he spoke, Zheng Fan said tentatively: "I'll ask someone to prepare another meal." ”

"No, no, the official is already full." Xu Wenzu said.

"And what about that gentleman just now? I look at him, half a roast chicken can't be enough. ”

Xu Wenzu looked at Zheng Fan with some astonishment,

Puzzled:

"Wasn't that one yours just now?"

"............" Zheng Fan!