The drums sounded, and the people on the streets of Chang'an gradually walked towards the streets, and the night lights gradually lit up between the horizontal and vertical, like the chess pieces on the chessboard, falling one by one, playing their role.

If you don't stand on a high place, how can you get a clean spot in your eyes?

On a hill not far from Chang'an City, two teenagers sat on the ground, gobbling up a few pieces of sesame oil cakes they had just grabbed from the market.

For these few pieces of bread, the two of them went around most of Chang'an City from Dongshi, only to find an opportunity to hide in Fanren's convoy and mix out of the city, and the physical strength consumed during the period was far less than a few biscuits to make up for it, but the feeling of this long-lost food entering the stomach is too rare.

The slightly shorter boy didn't have the idea of tasting it slowly, and after solving the two pieces of bread by dividing it by two, he looked at the other boy who was also thin, but taller, and still had goods in his hand, and a lot of saliva involuntarily grew in his mouth.

Grunt......

The tall boy who was chewing slowly heard this sound, raised his head, met the eyes of the short boy, smiled, broke off the small part he had bitten, and handed the remaining half to the short boy: "Oh, you eat." ”

The short boy gritted his teeth and was about to refuse, but it happened that there was a series of protests in his stomach, and the tall boy handed the cake a little further: "Eat, I'm not hungry." ”

"Even if I owe you, I'll pay you back a hundred times in the future!" The short boy was no longer polite, and as a result, the oil cake was sent into his stomach in two or three bites, and then he patted his full stomach, looked at the dazzling Chang'an, and said, "Xiao Ming, do you say that those rich people also eat oil cakes? What is the difference between the oil cakes they eat and the ones we eat?"

The tall boy put the rest of the oil cake in his mouth, chewed it carefully and slowly, until he no longer felt it between his teeth, and then swallowed the paste in his mouth slowly, and then replied: "Only rich people don't eat oil cakes, they all eat meat and wine." ”

When the short boy heard the word "meat", he couldn't help but make a fuss in his belly, as if complaining about the poor food, which caused the boy to be a little frustrated: "When can I eat meat at once......

"Xiao Ming, I heard that those chivalrous guests can eat meat and drink wine every day, how happy they are! Let's also go to be chivalrous, free in the rivers and lakes, wine and meat as a companion. ”

The tall boy thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Ah Kun, in those stories, most of the chivalrous people didn't end well, I think it's better to find something serious." ”

"What's wrong with no good ending!" the short boy stood up and pointed to Chang'an City in the distance, "There are countless people in there who think the same way as you, and there are many more people who are doing the serious things you said, serving dishes, washing dishes, cleaning the stables, these dirty jobs are also serious things, but is there any point in doing these things?"

"Someday...... One day ......"

The short boy opened his hand to grasp Chang'an City, pinched the center of the world in his hand, and said fiercely: "One day, I will let the entire Chang'an City stand at my feet!"

......

"Xiao Ming. ”

"Huh?"

"Give. ”

Thirteen's gaze retracted from the shadow villa that disappeared into the darkness, shook out two sesame oil cakes from his sleeve pocket, threw them to Zhang Yanming, and said with a smile: "I said at the beginning that I would return it to you a hundred times, but now I will pay back two first, and the rest will be said next time." ”

Zhang Yanming rolled his eyes, threw the cake under the cliff, and said with a smile: "It's been so many years, you still remember these little things, even if the cake is here, you owe me so many lives, think about how to pay it back." ”

"I must pay it back! I remember such a trivial thing as a cake, how can I not remember such a big thing as fate~" Thirteen nodded exaggeratedly and shouted loudly.

A small biscuit, whether it is ten times or a hundred times, thirteen can easily return it to Zhang Yanming, however, the human affection contained in the cake is not a physical replacement.

Thirteen likes to take advantage of his friends, but he is not the kind of person who forgets his righteousness, he remembers the favors he owes, and it is just a joke to give Zhang Yanming the cake.

The other party should be able to see it, right?

Still is......

Don't see it?

Instead, he regarded Lin as the kind of ruthless and unrighteous villain?

Thirteen couldn't see the clue from Zhang Yanming's face. Years of officialdom have polished this shy teenager into a sleek and sophisticated middle-aged man.

The boy has the way of being a boy.

Middle-aged people also have to have the way of being a middle-aged person.

"Hahaha~" Zhang Yanming laughed a few times, and patted Thirteen's shoulder kindly, "Why do you and I have to talk about repayment and debt? No matter who you are now? What am I doing? You are Zhang's best friend, understand? Best friend, Zhang will never put his best friend in danger, if you die, it will be difficult for me to find another best friend." ”

Best......

"Gan Linliang, you're too good at talking now!" Thirteen glanced at Zhang Yanming and pretended to be angry, "Lin was just kicked off the cliff by you, if it weren't for his fate, I would talk to you now... Oh no, I can't talk anymore, what you're going to see is a meatloaf. ”

Regarding this complaint, Zhang Yanming seemed to be holding back a smile very seriously, which made Thirteen can't help muttering in his heart, but there are some things that others don't say, and it's really hard for you to guess, so he simply asked directly: "What's going on?"

"Kite flying requires a line~" Zhang Yanming said.

Line?

Sweet!!

When the key words are in hand, Thirteen reacted at once.

The wind can't be controlled, and luck isn't always so good.

Thirteen can float to the chestnut cottage so well, and can fall smoothly from a hundred feet away safely, these must not be Tiangong helping, but someone is making a hindrance from it!

At this time, the thousand words in the heart of the thirteen can only be combined into one sentence - the grass branch swings! The hearts of the people at that time are really dirty!

Looking at the thirteen's mixed and wonderful expressions, Zhang Yanming said: "A few months ago, caravans were frequently robbed on nearby mountain roads, and after a simple investigation, it was found that the robbers of that group of bandits had a certain purpose, so they simply sent people to lurk among them. ”

"There's been so much going on in the middle that I won't say more, but now this little girl's family is asking us to find someone, so it's time for her bandit game to end. ”

"Then what now?" Thirteen fingers pointed to the two of them who were still fighting, Super Bored and Chestnut, and then thought of the other people, "What about the people from Man Tingfang and the Ling family?"

"They all went back...... "Zhang Yanming was halfway through his speech, he thought of something coldly, and patted his head, "I almost forgot one thing, when you go back, you can help me bring something back to Man Tingfang's people by the way." ”

"What's that?"

"You know when you see it. ”

Thirteen flicked his tongue and didn't ask much, but he still had some thoughts about Zhang Yanming in his heart: What is mysterious and mysterious, one day I will clean up the eight of you!

At the end of the chat, Zhang Yanming shouted: "Super Bing Cao, it's time to go." ”

Super Boredom waved his hand, signaled to hear it again, and then turned around easily, and slapped it on the back of the chestnut's neck.

Zhang Yanming said: "Oh ~ bad. Ah Kun, now you have to bring two things back. ”