It was so sweet that I woke up at noon the next day. Yan Shan slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly became aware of it, and casually called, "Brother Shi." ”

The curtain was lifted, Shi Potian walked in slowly, and said softly: "Brother Yan." ”

Yan Shan smiled slightly and said casually, "Please take a seat." ”

Shi Potian was a little shy and sat down opposite Yanshan.

Yan Shan asked, "How is Brother Shi's injury?"

Shi Potian replied: "It's just a flesh injury, it's no big deal, Brother Yan doesn't need to worry about it." ”

Yan Shan bowed slightly, his expression became sad, and he muttered: "Brother Shi and Brother Xiaolong died heroically, Yan Shan is really guilty. ”

Shi Potian hurriedly said: "Brother Yan doesn't have to be sad, people are born to die, they are vigorous, they die as they deserve, and they have no regrets." ”

I haven't seen him for a day, and Shi Potian is like two people. In the midst of blood and tears, he grew rapidly.

Yan Shan looked relieved and asked casually, "What are Brother Shi's plans in the future?"

Shi Potian's expression was serious, his eyes were firm, and he arched his hand and said: "If Brother Yan does not give up, he is still willing to follow him to the death!"

Yan Shan was excited, and choked up: "Good brother!"

After a while, the mood calmed down and the conversation was back to business.

Yan Shan asked, "Brother Shi is just wandering outside the tent, is there something important?"

Shi Potian woke up like a dream, and hurriedly took out a large stack of silver tickets from his arms and put them on the table.

These silver bills are all large denominations of 5,000 taels, which is as much as 100,000 taels.

Yan Shan was dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and indescribably surprised in his heart.

Seeing Yan Shan like this, Shi Potian couldn't help but smile and said, "Brother Yan would be so out of shape, as the master expected." ”

Yan Shan calmed down for a moment and asked casually, "Brother Shi, what is going on?"

Shi Potian smiled bitterly and said: "There are 130,000 taels of silver tickets here, which are obtained from the sale of the princess's mansion by the master. ”

Hearing this, Yan Shan was a little crying and laughing, and sighed lightly: "Your master is really courageous!"

Shi Potian smiled slightly and continued: "Master said that Brother Yan left Western Xia in a hurry, and he didn't have time to give him a reward. Half of the 130,000 taels of silver tickets were used as remuneration, and the other half was deposited with Brother Yan first, and when the master was short of money in the future, he would come to ask for it. ”

Yan Shan said angrily: "If Brother Shi sees your master again, please tell her directly, if you don't want a silver ticket, but I can support her for a lifetime." ”

Hearing this, Shi Potian choked and coughed several times, really crying and laughing.

The willow tree stretched out its branches of yellow and green leaves, swaying softly in the gentle spring breeze, like groups of fairies dressed in green dancing. The sun shines on the body, warm, warm into the heart.

There was a big feast in the camp in Tangzhou, and the wine and meat were fragrant, which was for celebration and parting.

Yan Shan, Wan Yan Liang, Tian Kun, Bai Shushu, Zhou Long, Shi Potian, Ma Ming and one hundred and thirty-eight surviving elite dead soldiers picked up the wine bowls together, and the one hundred and forty-five bowls of wine were drunk, and all the gloom disappeared suddenly, and the joy in my heart was beyond words.

What if you drink wine in a big bowl, eat meat in large chunks, speak freely, and are seriously injured? Wouldn't it be happy to have wine today and get drunk today! Life is like this, what more can a husband ask for?

Qin Xiaolian and Mo Wan'er were also there, although they didn't drink freely, their pleasure was the same.

There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed, and after a hearty meal, you must finally part.

Tian Kun was the first to leave. The sect trial has been completed, and she walked very chicly, without a trace of nostalgia.

The white book tree also drifted away, the cloud was light and the wind was light, and he waved his sleeves without taking away a single cloud.

Zhou Long also left. He had an agreement with You Dayong and left calmly.

After this battle, Ma Ming's heart suddenly brightened, refreshed, and his fighting spirit was high, and he embarked on the journey home with the forty-two surviving elite dead soldiers.

In the end, Yan Shan, Wan Yan Liang, Shi Potian, Qin Xiaolian, Mo Wan'er and the surviving ninety-six elite dead soldiers also set off to rush back to Jingzhao Mansion.