The roads on the official roads are a bit muddy, even in winter.

Wearing a white mink fur, a small jade pendant hanging from his neck, and a brown scarf around his neck, his hair is soft and smooth, and he knows that it is a good color at a glance.

The hands are like delicate onions, if you just look at the hands, you will definitely think that this is a girl with clear eyebrows.

He was indeed handsome, but his thin eyebrows were always frowned, and he wore a yellow ring on his hand, and the reins in his hand were loosely placed.

It should be said that his whole person looks lazy.

He sighed softly, and he himself could not count the number of times he had been surrounded by this weak appearance and luxurious clothes.

There were more than a dozen people around, they didn't have well-made weapons, they didn't have exquisite armor, and a few of them were still wearing broken straw shoes on their feet, and they were still holding kitchen knives in their hands, their faces were dirty, and they were skinny.

He smiled helplessly, straightened up as he watched their dodgy eyes, and pursed his scarlet, thin lips.

"Are you sure you're going to rob me?" he said, smiling.

A group of people surrounded him, constantly retreating, and the leader swallowed his saliva, and finally mustered up the courage to take a step forward: "Yes...... Yes!" He stammered as he spoke.

He was a little angry and a little funny.

"Why did you choose me?"

The leader held the kitchen knife tightly: "Because you have money!" He didn't stammer when he said this, and the word money bit very hard.

"Not because I'm thin?" he seemed eager to confirm the question.

"No, when we see that those who have money are strong, we will run away if we can't beat them, and we won't rob those who have no money, no matter how thin they are. ”

When he heard this, he nodded, and then casually took out a brocade bag from his bosom and threw it over, and fell to the ground, a piece of broken silver with white flowers.

The group of "robbers" saw the silver and rushed up, and soon all that remained on the ground were messy footprints and paw prints.

He reined in his horse's head and prepared to move forward, but was stopped again.

"What else are you going to do?"

The man hugged his fists: "Engong misunderstood, I am the third child in the money, thank you Engong." If Engong does not dislike it, if it is a gallop in the future, dozens of brothers such as us will definitely follow the example of dogs and horses. ”

He smiled amusedly, "Just because I gave you these pieces of silver that are insignificant to me?"

Qian Laosan lowered his head, his voice a little choked.

"It may be insignificant to you, but to us, it's life-saving money. ”

Qian Laosan waved his hand, and more than ten people gave way from the side, and forty or fifty people walked out of the dry grass pile more than one person high.

A group of women and children, unkempt, with only skeletons to support their bodies.

"Is this your family?"

Qian Laosan nodded and shook his head again.

"We were soldiers of the Zhenbarian Mansion back then, and a few years ago when we resisted the barbarians, our squad was asked to be broken, and the squad of more than 20 people was left with us. ”

"And these people are here to cover the families of our brothers who have died. After that, the Zhenban Mansion refused to accept us, so we had to be rogues. ”

"Their loved ones are our loved ones. Qian Laosan turned his head to look at them, his gaze soft.

He looked at the group of people, their clothes were in tatters, and there was still a little bit of a soldier's appearance.

"So you are old, weak, sick and disabled and don't rob, and you can't beat other people's guards to rob the rich, so you have become like this?"

Qian Laosan lowered his head and did not speak.

He smiled and pulled out a handful of silver tickets from his bosom, this time without spilling them. Instead, he bent down and handed it over.

Qian Laosan was a little overwhelmed.

He straightened up and said loudly: "Qian Laosan!"

Qian Laosan hadn't heard this kind of shouting for a long time, and the centurion also liked to call him like this back then, tears rolled in his eyes, and everyone's waists were straight.

"After pacifying your family, return to the team!" he handed over the silver ticket again.

Qian Laosan knelt down on one knee and took the silver ticket.

He reined in his horse's head and walked slowly.

Qian Laosan raised his head, looked at his back, and shouted loudly: "General, where are we returning." ”

"After settling down, look for me outside the city of Ling'an Mansion. He then turned his head and smiled: "Actually, I am not a general in the real sense, my name is Su Qing, and I am a swordsman." ”

......

Since Wang Zihan came, Xu Changan's life has been a lot easier, and whenever Fan Busheng is a little heavier, Wang Zihan pouts.

Fan Busu is not afraid of this little girl.

It's just that he wants to know the current situation of that vicious woman, although he also knows that the vicious woman liked the little white face of the Pei family back then, but he didn't have any way.

He looks no one handsome, and he can't compare with swords, the only thing that is stronger is that his medical skills are a must.

But if you're strong enough to get to a certain level, you don't need a doctor.

Back then, she was as arrogant as her master, and the doctors who others treated as guests were like ants in their eyes.

Proud as she is.

Fan doesn't save himself, he feels that all men in the world are cheap, even if there is no hope, he will desperately try to understand the woman who disdains him, the little bit of that woman, and the daily life of that woman.

But what's the use of that? But he's having fun.

He was more attentive to Wang Zihan than to Xiao Tong, Xiao Tong moved a small stool, sat next to Chai Xintong, and looked at Fan Busheng, who brought tea and water to Wang Zihan, with a pestle face.

Chai Xintong looked at Fan Busheng and said faintly: "You see, apprentices are never as important as women. ”

Xiao Tong nodded earnestly.

There was a sound of knocking on the bowl outside the bamboo forest, three soft, three heavy.

Chai Xintong glanced at the child, and the child understood and immediately walked out.

After a while, the little boy came back, attached to Chai Xintong's ears, and didn't know what to say, but saw Chai Xintong's face solemn, interrupting Xu Changan, who was practicing swords.

"Quick, thirty miles away, there is a good hand with a knife who is chasing and killing Wang Xiaoming. ”

Hearing this, Xu Changan rushed out like an arrow from the string, and Wang Zihan wanted to chase him out, but was immediately stopped by Fan Busu.

Since Chai Xintong and Xu Changan rescued people, Wang Xiaoming has disappeared, he just left a letter in the bamboo building, but he didn't expect to hear the news about him again, but he was chased and killed again.

Xu Changan galloped all the way, and finally saw a white figure sitting on the back of the horse, and an embarrassed figure in front of him stumbled, trying to get rid of the leisurely horse's hooves behind him.

Wang Xiaoming was overjoyed when he saw the person in front of him and stood up.

The man was very unhappy, and his brows furrowed, because he had encountered a lot of things when he had just arrived in Tongzhou.

In his previous world, when he saw someone who was not happy, he would point it with a long knife, if he saw someone he didn't like, he didn't look at it, and if there was a gap between brothers, it would be good to fight.

On the territory of the Northern Barbarians, there has always been only national hatred and family hatred, personal grievances, and if you can't get used to it, then drink, knife, and see blood. When the wine is over, looking at the blood on the knife, I don't want to mention how happy I am.

The Northern Barbarians are good if they are good, and if they are not good, their world is very simple.

He had heard of the complexity of the Central Plains people in Beiban.

Since Wang Zihan came, Xu Changan's life has been a lot easier, and whenever Fan Busheng is a little heavier, Wang Zihan pouts.

Fan Busu is not afraid of this little girl.

It's just that he wants to know the current situation of that vicious woman, although he also knows that the vicious woman liked the little white face of the Pei family back then, but he didn't have any way.

He looks no one handsome, and he can't compare with swords, the only thing that is stronger is that his medical skills are a must.

But if you're strong enough to get to a certain level, you don't need a doctor.

Back then, she was as arrogant as her master, and the doctors who others treated as guests were like ants in their eyes.

Proud as she is.

Fan doesn't save himself, he feels that all men in the world are cheap, even if there is no hope, he will desperately try to understand the woman who disdains him, the little bit of that woman, and the daily life of that woman.

But what's the use of that? But he's having fun.

He was more attentive to Wang Zihan than to Xiao Tong, Xiao Tong moved a small stool, sat next to Chai Xintong, and looked at Fan Busheng, who brought tea and water to Wang Zihan, with a pestle face.

Chai Xintong looked at Fan Busheng and said faintly: "You see, apprentices are never as important as women. ”

Xiao Tong nodded earnestly.

There was a sound of knocking on the bowl outside the bamboo forest, three soft, three heavy.

Chai Xintong glanced at the child, and the child understood and immediately walked out.

After a while, the little boy came back, attached to Chai Xintong's ears, and didn't know what to say, but saw Chai Xintong's face solemn, interrupting Xu Changan, who was practicing swords.

"Quick, thirty miles away, there is a good hand with a knife who is chasing and killing Wang Xiaoming. ”

Hearing this, Xu Changan rushed out like an arrow from the string, and Wang Zihan wanted to chase him out, but was immediately stopped by Fan Busu.

Since Chai Xintong and Xu Changan rescued people, Wang Xiaoming has disappeared, he just left a letter in the bamboo building, but he didn't expect to hear the news about him again, but he was chased and killed again.

Xu Changan galloped all the way, and finally saw a white figure sitting on the back of the horse, and an embarrassed figure in front of him stumbled, trying to get rid of the leisurely horse's hooves behind him.

Wang Xiaoming was overjoyed when he saw the person in front of him and stood up.

The man was very unhappy, and his brows furrowed, because he had encountered a lot of things when he had just arrived in Tongzhou.

In his previous world, when he saw someone who was not happy, he would point it with a long knife, if he saw someone he didn't like, he didn't look at it, and if there was a gap between brothers, it would be good to fight.

On the territory of the Northern Barbarians, there has always been only national hatred and family hatred, personal grievances, and if you can't get used to it, then drink, knife, and see blood. When the wine is over, looking at the blood on the knife, I don't want to mention how happy I am.

The Northern Barbarians are good if they are good, and if they are not good, their world is very simple.

He had heard of the complexity of the Central Plains people in Beiban.