At the end of the year, there are about no new changes at the gate of Jincheng City, the most on the city wall is that I don't know when the gray-brown traces are lightened by three points, the change of dynasty for four or five years, a wave of people has gone, and another wave of people has come, but the city is still this city.

"Lao Feng, I heard that your mother-in-law is messing with you again, isn't it?"

The old pawn, tilting his head to one side, asked softly.

"I didn't ...... No, my mother-in-law dares to mess with Lao Tzu?

The soldier he called Lao Feng glared at him and scolded with his cheeks puffed out.

It's just that the look is a little bit of a bad recommendation, the old man on the side has been with him for a long time, and he also knows this person's temperament, so he doesn't break it, and continues to laugh.

"Poof...... Your mother-in-law's voice is not open, I can hear it clearly with my head covered by the quilt, and you still don't admit it, haha. ”

These two veterans live in an alley, the home is separated by a wall, and they have a lot of contact on weekdays, and they were lucky a few years ago, and they guarded Jincheng, not planted in the loess, but they were old and were transferred to guard the city gate.

The old soldier's arm shaking as he grabbed the gun seemed to be holding back a laugh.

"Lao Feng, tell me honestly, did you sneak around the kiln behind your mother-in-law yesterday?" the old man grinned, showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, hugged the shoulder of the soldier next to him, and asked in a low voice.

"I'll go yesterday for a shift change...... I went to the tavern and sat down for a while, and then I went back. The soldier explained in a panic.

"Really, every time my brothers want to drink, you do everything you can to shirk it, why did you have the heart to go drinking alone yesterday? I'm afraid not...... Drink the flowers bar?"

The old pawn quietly winked at the old pawn on the side.

"I didn't ...... No. ”

The old pawn who was called Lao Feng turned his face into the color of pig liver, not because he was told or what, he still whispered and quibbled.

......

"Get out of the way!"

......

"Someone's killed......"

"Let me pass......"

"Which one doesn't have long eyes when he kills a thousand knives?"

“......”

The city gate, which was no different from the past, was noisy, and the people who wanted to enter the city for interrogation pushed each other, I don't know if this Zhang San stepped on that Li Si, or Wang Wu touched someone, and the city gate was crying and scolding for a while.

The old man looked grim and clenched the spear in his hand.

This is Jincheng! No better than other cities, although the king of Shu descended to the Great Chu State, let Luo Zhenxi, the king of Shu, add a "master" word to the back, no better than the rivers and lakes, people respect you, look up to you, and add a word to you, this Luo Zhenxi is so low.

If you don't say a good thing, this is someone breaking ground at the feet of the Son of Heaven! In Jincheng, no matter what kind of force you have, you have to be a man with your tail between your legs, although Shu State was defeated by the Great Chu State, but there are still troops, and you are not injured at all, if it is not so, the Chu State will not put a huge Shu River in the hands of others!

"Stop me!"

It was a black-faced non-commissioned officer wearing black armor who spoke, with a lot of stubble on his chin, and a heavy black iron plate on his chest that was wiped clean, which was even more comfortable than his chin.

Two platoons of soldiers ran towards the center of the chaos with their guns in hand.

The noisy crowd in the center cowered when the two soldiers pointed their guns at them, and the people consciously retreated to the side, leaving a large area to be vacated.

Surrounded by the soldiers was a middle-aged man, wearing a sword crown, a long sword with a wooden sheath around his waist, the wooden sheath was slightly old, the hilt of the sword was not iron, but black unknown wood, wearing a brown brocade robe, straddling a jujube red horse, after being surrounded by a group of soldiers, there was no fear at all.

The black-faced non-commissioned officer is the history of the city gate that Li Lichuan encountered when he entered the city that day, although it is not a good errand for Shu to guard the city gate, but it is quite a test of eyesight, after all, there are many powerful people in this Jincheng, and if you offend some people if you don't pay attention to it, you may suffer from an unwarranted disaster.

Judging by the situation, it should be that this middle-aged man who doesn't know the origin of the horse on the official road, almost hit a pedestrian, and the people on the road dodged and pushed each other, but nothing serious happened.

"Do you know that this is Jincheng?"

The city gate Shi stepped forward, holding the hilt of the sword at his waist in one hand, and looked at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's horse is not like a horse in the army, it is not branded, it should be a Jianghu person.

The middle-aged man who straddles the horse does not have any accessories on his waist, the cuffs of his clothes, and the hem of his pants are not rusted with some patterns.

The middle-aged man looked like just some ordinary clothes, and there was a lot of dust, although he looked calm at this time, but he was obviously still dusty and had a lot of road.

"It's written, and I know it. The middle-aged man looked up at the big letters above the city gate!

The face of the city gate Shi twitched slightly, he had been reading the words on this city gate for decades, and even where the words on this city gate were approximately, he could touch them accurately when he came at night.

"Then do you know that there is a rule in this Jincheng!" "The history of the city gate doesn't know whether this middle-aged man really doesn't know anything or not, but this middle-aged man doesn't seem to be a fake, so he has some kind of support, and the history of the city gate naturally doesn't want to offend some people who can't be provoked.

"What rules?"

"Those who enter the city dismount, whether you are a prince or a nobleman or a high-roller in the rivers and lakes, if you break the rules, don't blame me mercilessly!" Shi Li, the city gate, shouted, in the end, it is for the master of Shuchuan, and some rules still have to be observed, no matter how big it is, can it be bigger than the one sitting in the city! You must know that the eight hundred miles of Shuchuan are still surnamed Luo.

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, looked at the history of the city gate, and saw that the history of the city gate had a rigid face, the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the knuckles were white, and he realized that the history of the city gate had already regarded him as someone who broke into the city, and he didn't speak, turned over and dismounted, held the reins of the jujube red horse, and didn't speak.

The city gate Shi breathed a sigh of relief, and slightly loosened the sweaty palm of the sword hilt.

"Come with me!"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, and his slender Danfeng eyes stared at the history of the city gate.

"Why?"

There is no tone at all, I can't hear joy and anger, it seems to be just an ordinary question, but the history of the city gate is a gada with no reason in my heart.

"You didn't say anything about the city gate, but also ran into these people, that's it?"

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at the pedestrians who were sitting on the ground in front of him, in fact, he knew that he didn't hit anyone, but these people dodged and pushed each other, and it was inevitable that someone would trip.

The frowning brow soothed slightly, and he walked straight to the dark-faced city gate.

The city gate was shocked, and his heart was sudden.

The iron sword in the hand of "Thorn La" was unsheathed, took a step back, and stared at the middle-aged man, if the middle-aged man took another step forward, the sword might have slashed towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man stood still, looking at the history of the city gate in front of him, who was ready to attack with his sword, and the soldiers on the side also pointed their guns at him.

With a sigh, he raised the reins in his hand.

"This horse should be enough for these potions. ”

The city gate Shi was blindfolded, and the sword on the middle-aged man's waist was only hanging on it, and he realized that he should have misunderstood the middle-aged man, and he was stunned for a moment.

A soldier cautiously stepped forward with a rifle, took the reins from the middle-aged man's hand, and led the horse back quickly.

Seeing that the soldier was fine, he knew that he had indeed misunderstood the middle-aged man, put his sword into the sheath, laughed dryly, and said a few words to resolve the embarrassment before he waited for the city gate history.

"Can I go?"

"This ......"

The history of the city gate still said loudly, "This horse has a lot of money, there is no need for so much, and you really have to go to the yamen today, I can't do this thing of breaking into the city gate......"

The history of the city gate really can't be the master, this matter can be big or small, but it's not up to him to have the final say, it's one thing to be unlucky or not, and it's another thing to report it or not.

Although there is not much oil and water in the history of this city gate, it is not a good thing, it is a small official, although it is nothing in this city, but no matter how small the official is, it is not comparable to the small people, and there are more officials or more people?

He has spent a lot of effort on this small official, and after so many years, he is naturally not a fool to work in this place, who should be received, and how to deal with what he encounters.

A rough man with five big and three thick, or a soldier, when one day he no longer greets others with knives and guns, but prefers to learn the reception thing, it is naturally not so easy, unlike before, as long as he tried to send the tip in his hand into the enemy's heart, fortunately, this errand is better than tying his head to the waistband of his trousers.

"Why are you tired and unreasonable? The city gate is so open that you don't let people ride horses? Besides, why do you have so much trouble when I give you all my horses?"

The middle-aged man was slightly annoyed, he didn't expect to do something for an old friend, but he was stopped just after he arrived here.

Squatting slightly, tapping on his toes, the whole person bounced up a foot high out of thin air, and the soldiers surrounding the middle-aged man on the side were startled, and they took a step or two back, pointing the tip of the gun at the middle-aged man in the air.

"I'm not going to be through this gate today, haha!"

With a long laugh, the middle-aged man's toes were on the tip of a gun, his body was raised more than a zhang, and then the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, the sword body was bright, smooth as water, and with a slight stab, he stabbed into Jincheng, which was full of smoke and smoke that resisted the war, and then the middle-aged man turned over a few times, and jumped onto Jincheng, which was more than ten zhang high.

The middle-aged man's move frightened the people below, these soldiers in Jincheng have more or less seen some Jianghu people, although there are some powerful, the big man with a three-hundred-pound boulder can also see it, and there is no shortage of good hands with one enemy and ten, but I have really never seen a sword on the city tower.

The face of the city gate changed dramatically, and he glanced at the faintly visible sword marks left on the city wall, gritted his teeth, and shouted.

"You're watching here, I'm going to go to the castle guard's mansion. ”