Chapter 4 Cutting off the head while standing, earning money on his knees
Entering the house, he kicked away the cloth shoes that had broken their soles, threw his wrench fingers on the bed, and threw the roast chicken with sauce on the only stone table in the house, and then pulled out the stool and sat down barefoot.
There were already people waiting on the other side of the stone table, and there were candles on the table, saying that the stone table was actually just a square stone pier that Yun Zhao had moved back to polish, with a few pieces of paper on it, and Chu Bafang, who was sitting on the other side, stared at himself in a daze.
"Dare to ask General Chu what is the matter of his night visit, the last general is willing to shed his blood for the Tang Dynasty, in recent years, he has been deeply influenced and taught under the command of the general, and those who sacrificed their lives for the country are brave! The general said that it is okay, my generation will go to it!" Yun Zhao hugged his fist and lowered his head to unwrap the oiled paper package of the sauce and roast chicken as he spoke.
Chu Bafang looked at the young man, touched the stubble on his chin with his hand, and said angrily: "Little rabbit cub, you and Dong Sihe's gang of muddy goods are so sloppy and virtuous, Lao Tzu will be angry when he looks at it!" casually slapped Yun Zhao's thief's hand, grabbed the sauce roast chicken, tore off a oily chicken leg and gnawed it.
Yun Zhao opened his mouth helplessly, and squinted his eyes: "Be merciful under your mouth, be merciful under your mouth, have something to discuss." β
"You've been out for the past two days... I've found it all out. Chu Bafang paused, and asked with a serious expression: "The order has arrived, and tomorrow we must escort them to Huben Military Town." β
Yun Zhao supported his chin with one hand and slapped his knee with the other. "Those adults stole the things of the Mutuo tribe, I didn't find the front village of the tribe of these turtle suns, it can only mean that they demolished the front village, and they have come to us, they are crazy...... I have never seen such a large-scale slaughter of the Mutuo people, the surrounding area of Chengping has been emptied, and the horse bandits have fled to the territory in fright, and the word Datang is the last shackle. We went out of town and no one knew what was going to happen. β
"The order was slapped on the desk of the military office, and the muddy water had to be muddy. Those herdsmen also knew that Mutuo people were afraid of the Tang Dynasty, otherwise what would they do outside our city, since those adults were willing to bring these herdsmen who were in trouble, there was nothing to pay attention to. β
Chu Bafang spit out a chicken bone, rubbed his greasy thumb against the eaves of the table and continued: "The old Lu family is still authentic... cough, I'll leave at dawn tomorrow, and I'm all familiar with them, and there are a few noble geese who practice evil ways, and Mu Tuo can't make waves. β
"The herdsmen outside the city can pestle, but it is all because of these masters in the city. Yun Zhao looked at the chicken bones seriously and slapped the table angrily. "You're so clean, Chu Tou'er, in the end, you pay attention to people, your nickname is all reasonable. β
Chu Bafang folded his hands on ten, stretched comfortably, tightened the leather bundle around his waist, and stood up with a full burp. "You sniff your dog's nose a long time ago, there was a female doll who entered the city that night. Chu Bafang glanced at the paper window, pointed to it and said softly: "The little county lord in the Zongzheng Prince's Mansion." β
Yun Zhao took out a handful of fried rice from the bamboo basket next to the door, held it with both hands and gently rubbed it, gently blew open the rice husk in one breath, and pinched it one by one and sent it to his mouth. "The horns are heavy, and the Chengping camp is short of food, and this kind of errand can't be done in vain. β
Chu Bafang turned his back to him, and the index finger and thumb of his left hand behind him were folded together and rubbed, and Yun Zhao nodded.
"The neck of your goose is stronger than mud legs, and it is worth two pounds. A piece of fried rice is sipped on your lips.
"I know that you can't see through the herdsman's threshold, go out and wipe your heart and be comfortable. β
Yun Zhao stared coldly at the big fat man in front of him who was eight feet tall and had an eight-foot waistline, without blinking his eyes. The latter laughed at it, untied the saber hanging from his waist and slapped it in front of the young man's table, and said loudly: "Stand, lose your head!"
As if he had eaten up, he lowered his head and lifted his waist again, and only then did he take out a few ingots of broken silver from his coat pocket and sprinkle them on the table, clearing his throat: "Kneel, earn money." β
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In the middle of the night, the military office, the back room.
"General Chu, tomorrow's itinerary can be arranged, if you dare to make a little difference, I'm afraid that you will have to take a few more steps to pour a glass of wine in the mass grave in the future... Hey, look at what I said, there is no need to pay attention to the clichΓ© of going into the earth for peace. β
The dim candle lamp burned for a while, and was wrapped in silk cloth, and the face of the person dressed in a black brocade dress looked even brighter and darker, and the loneliness outlined at the corner of the mouth always gave people a sense of gloom, and the hand on the table kept playing with a cup of green glazed porcelain cup.
Chu Bafang's huge head was covered with fine beads of sweat, his two stubby eyebrows were constantly trembling, and a pool of sweat flowed out of the red cherry helmet from time to time along the side of the helmet, and he wet the luxurious cotton blanket in front of him early, and his hands were neatly stacked on the cotton blanket, and his fat body was lying on the ground like this, motionless.
"General Chu, I'm going to ask you what to say. The black brocade man put the porcelain cup on the table, and a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes stared at the fat man who was kneeling on the ground.
The latter straightened up as if he were suddenly conscious, and staggered his fist to it. "In the end, everything is arranged and left to the command of the lord. β
As soon as Chu Bafang raised his head, the beads of sweat on the wings of his nose fell directly on his lips, pursed his lips, and still knelt with a depressed look on his face.
The black brocade man sitting upright snorted heavily in his nose and waved his hand. Chu Fatzi, who had been granted amnesty, hurriedly got up and made another move, turned around and pushed the door to leave.
As the door was closed again, the black brocade man took a sip of tea, shook his head and said: "Such a barbarian and desolate place on the border will make these moths insult my Tang Huanghuang national prestige." The tone was full of disdain, and it fell to the end of the sentence more high-pitched and resentful.
"Mr. Huangfu, isn't it... A lot of people died. The goose-yellow curtain was lifted in the corner, accompanied by a strong smell of herbs, and a timid voice sounded.
The black brocade man, who was originally sitting upright and cursing more and more ugly, hurriedly got up, bowed to the bed curtain and said, "The county lord doesn't need to take such trivial things to heart, it's just some untouchable people outside the Seychelles, and they can't do a lot." β
"But, after all, they died because we took the wolf cubs...", the woman choked up and stopped halfway through her speech, and she was so eager to cry that she felt infinite pity in her heart.
"The county lord has such a pure heart, and those untouched people can keep their next life forever if they have knowledge under the spring. Huangfu Xuan, who bowed outside the curtain, danced happily, with a look of great relief.
After receiving the answer, there was no sound coming from inside the curtain. Huangfu Xuan waited for a while, and when there was a faint sound of a whimpering beast barking from inside the curtain, he turned around and put his finger on his lips to make a silent gesture, and then led a group of maids and attendants to slowly exit the room...
"How about tomorrow?" A cold voice came from inside the curtain again, a world away from the previous pitiful voice.
No matter what happened in the room all night, the man in armor who had been standing by the bed curtain without saying a word moved slightly. "Let's go according to the plan, Mu Tuoren won't give up so easily, but the right martial guard Cheng Mo has already led the troops to wait in Feng Yi Dao, but..."
"But it doesn't hurt to say that. β
After hesitating for a moment, the armored man continued to add: "According to the report of the Kyoto staff, there are traces of other people's methods in this outing, and the way is not clean and exquisite. β
There was silence in the curtain for a long time, and the man covered with armor knelt on one knee, bowed his head, and said nothing.
"It's over. The voice in the curtain was full of boredom and thick fatigue.
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After slowly closing the door, he turned around and saw Huangfu Xuan, who had been staying in the hall to drink tea after going out, and the herd who was covered in armor took off the heavy armor and heavy helmet that only heavy horses wore in the border army, smiled and prepared to go out of the house.
"Pastoral commander, don't you accompany the next narrative?"
"If you have something, you have nothing to say, drink less tea. β
Huang Fuxuan shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively, quietly looked at the back of Mu Lu going out, reached into his arms and touched the envelope from the East Palace, his face was expressionless.
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Yun Zhao clasped his hands on his chest and half-leaned on the wooden door, quietly looking at Chu Bafang who was swaying on the path under the moon not far away, and had an indescribable emotion for this fat man full of contradictions.
Thinking of this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Bafang, who was carrying a wine jug and sprinkling in circles, the scar on his left forehead was irritated and red, and his fat face as bloated as a pig became more and more hateful, and he slapped his head fiercely to dispel his previous thoughts.
He was about to go back to the house when he was suddenly startled by a shout. "Yun Zhao, you stinky boy, the money on the table is packed up and returned to me tomorrow morning, don't think about playing tricks, I remember it in my heart!"
The corners of Yun Zhao's mouth twitched, and Chu Bafang laughed loudly.
Chu Da Fat, who had a hearty smile on his face, turned a deaf ear to the shouting and scolding that resounded through the military house, spread his waist bundle, poured a sip of wine fiercely, and gritted his teeth and muttered: "Who is young and not young?"
He once answered the young man about the origin of the title of your goose, Chu Fatzi laughed and said that those big people, looking at people with their chin high all day long, the rich and noble people are real, but this can't wait to stand up to the neck of the sky, just like the peasant goose waiting to be fed.
General Chu, who was disliked when he was a child, had a ups and downs in his military life, in addition to wasting time and drinking a few pedantic lamps, what he heard the most in his ears was the group of adults who looked like dogs.
General Chu smiled, every time he survived from the battlefield, he dreamed that one day he would teach these high-ranking families a lesson, but the older he was, the more his heart would be picked.
There are a few people in this world who know that those who are well versed in the world but not worldly, and who are deep in the world but not worldly, are the kindest and most mature.
There are wine jugs thrown on the ground, and men walk in all directions.