The withered yellow vines meandered through the cracks of the green bricks and tiles, crawling towards the heights, and the black cats from nowhere squatted lazily on the walls, wagging their tails to dispel the loppy reptiles, their gray-brown pupils scanning back and forth between the vines and the freshly budding branches.

When I was bored, I saw two figures not far away, and I was startled by a fur handstand, and jumped off the courtyard wall with a "meow" and fled into the house.

Yun Zhao and the old man Qin, one old and one young, stepped into the largest courtyard in the east of the city one after the other, the four-way wall is angular and angular, covered with thatched mats, the courtyard wall is stacked with green tiles, the poplar door painted with red paint is slightly old, there is a door plaque hanging on the wooden beam with a little whitening, and it is crookedly written "Chengping Military Office".

The handwriting is quite tragic, but the door plaque is brand new and just painted, but the writing is magnificent, 'Chu Bafang'.

The door was not closed tightly, and it was estimated that the lock was rusty, so it was slanted open. Yun Zhao looked at the three big characters of Chu Bafang, smacked it for a long time, and muttered to Old Man Qin.

"Lao Chu's name is written upside down, but I don't see it on weekdays. ”

"That's not it, Chu Tou'er wrote these words in the office when he had nothing to do, and the paper and ink that wrote the military notice in the office all made him in trouble, and he called it called... Oh yes, it's called Wen Jiang's bones!"

"It's amazing, it's amazing. The two shook their heads and pushed the door into the inner courtyard. What caught my eye was a few shirtless men wearing military trousers walking back and forth, all with uncontrollable excitement on their faces.

Yun Zhao saw this virtue, and knew in his heart that the old god was holding a bench on the ground, and sat down with one foot on the end of the stool, and the old man Qin was angry when he saw it, and coughed heavily twice.

The soldiers and men stopped when they heard the sound. "Shhhh Yun Zhao! You kid is back, you're done with two cups, my brothers are really waiting for you to die!"

Originally, the soldiers who saw Old Man Qin start to exchange words to each other, but when they saw the young man, they forgot everything, rubbing their hands vigorously, and several pairs of eyes almost glared out.

Yun Zhao lowered his head and smiled shyly, then rubbed his palms, and put them under the stool to make a "six" gesture. When a soldier on the opposite side saw it, his eyes really lit up, and his legs trembled.

"Dong Sihe, I can't die if you are an old man, just go to the side house at this hour, what are you going to do in the side house, what are the clothes, what are you doing in the side house!" Old man Qin looked at their small movements, his nostrils were almost ventilated, and he glanced at Yun Zhao fiercely. The latter was unmoved, and sat with his hands spread out, with a simple smile on his face.

"Ah, this, that..."Dong Sihe, who was busy gesturing with Yun Zhao, was taken aback, and couldn't come up with a reason.

Old man Qin raised his forehead and sighed: "Okay, okay, what about Chu Tou?"

"Hey, in the house... The adults were there, so he told us to stay outside and keep watch, and I heard from my brother who had changed errands in the morning that he hadn't come out all night. Dong Sihe cautiously pointed to the door of the inner room.

Old Man Qin and Yun Zhao glanced at each other, didn't care about anything more, and walked towards the back room.

...

The rest of the Dong four-in-one gang stared at each other. "Brother Dong, what should we do?" asked a man beside him, touching his head.

The pai gow in everyone's pocket still hurts, of course, the most important thing is that the heart is itchy and panicked, and they can't wait to slap it on the card table and shout at it.

"Hurry up, let the group of calves in the side house collect the game, don't delay the big thing, let's do a good job today! Don't leave after the next office, Zhao Ye will come back and take us to collect the fat!" Dong Sihe was so excited that he slapped his legs.

The soldiers around who heard the word "fat" were jubilant, jumping on the bench and waving their arms wildly, laughing like rolling winter thunder, as if they had been given a holy decree.

Then the news spread to the side house, a prosperous scene inside and out, and it took a while to hurriedly pack it up and find a short shirt to hang a knife...

For everyone who is a ruffian in the Chengping Battalion, the basic consciousness of seeing people talking about people and talking about ghosts has long been familiar with it and blessed in their daily behavior, otherwise they are all sorry to pat their chests and brag about themselves all day long.

There is a widely circulated saying in the camp, the horse and bandit are not considered heroes, and the triumphant side of the silent card game is a hero, and the head is not used to sit on errands, but the butt is.

...

Yun Zhao and Old Man Qin pushed open the door of the inner room, the doors and windows were tightly shrouded in gray gauze, the whole room was dark, and when the veil cover was lifted before the door was opened, a sullen smell and the smell of wine mixed with the face.

The young man pinched his nose, and through the light transmitted from behind, he looked at a broad black figure sitting faintly in the hall, and asked angrily: "I said Chu Da Fatty, what are you messing with, why is it so big?"

The black shadow moved, as if hearing a voice, and suddenly stood up, straightened his waist, bypassed the round table in front of him, and walked quickly towards the door.

The next moment, Yun Zhao felt that the neckline was grabbed, and he took it in, and his whole body drove forward, his toes touched the ground, and the whole person was just in the air. As soon as I came back to my senses, a fierce face slowly appeared in front of me because of the light...

With a horizontal face, his eyebrows are raised high, his eyes are small, his cheeks are a few pockmarks, his left forehead should have been cut off from a piece of flesh in the early years, and he looks more and more ugly, and his fat lips are panting. Of course, the stench that greeted me before was even stronger...

Yun Zhao said a long time ago that it is reasonable and particular to call some people with their surnames. No, Chu Touer, Chu Bafang, people are as their name suggests.

Chu Bafang wiped his face fiercely, let go of the young man, and turned to look at the old man Qin beside the door: "Come back, Qin Yuan, wait a minute, come in with me to see how these city masters are doing." ”

Old Man Qin nodded in response, glanced around the room, and his face slowly became ugly, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were deep like ravines.

"You kid will stay here for me later, I didn't shout that you weren't allowed to come in, did you hear?" Chu Bafang turned his head and whispered to Yun Zhao, and without waiting for his response, he walked with Old Man Qin to the room next to the hall.

Yun Zhao was rarely honest in the hall, slowly adapting to the light in the back room, and saw that both the chairs and the round table were full of bottles and cans, and there were some gauze and scattered medicinal powders that exuded peculiar smells...

Picking up his usual playful style, his face was gloomy as if he could drip water, and his knuckles gently tapped on the corner of the table, not knowing what he was thinking.

...

"Humble duty, remember, what else do you have to order, the military department has arrived, and I will personally lead the escort tomorrow morning..."

"If you want to take those untouchables outside the city with you, Chu Bafang, you are really my unparalleled talent in the Tang Dynasty?"

"If you insist..."

"Stateless refugees outside Cyprus also deserve your protection, and their hearts can be punished..."

......

Chu Bafang, who was full of sneers, withdrew from the room with Qin Yuan, and then the door of the room was slammed shut, and with the sound of the door closing, his smiling face collapsed little by little, and finally became expressionless and walked towards Yun Zhao.

"Don't agree to take the refugees with you?" "Hmm. ”

...

"What should I do?" "They don't have a Tang nationality. ”

...

"It's going to be struck. "They don't have a Don nationality, and we have no obligations. ”

...

Yun Zhao looked at Chu Bafang with a serious face, the latter still had a stinky face, and Qin Yuan sat on the stool, not knowing what he was thinking.

The door opened, and there was no one in sight, and a voice came from inside the door.

My lord agreed. There was a pause, "They must be at the outskirts of the convoy." ”

With that, the door was slammed shut again, and silence returned to the room. As soon as these words came out, several generals who had been in the army for many years naturally understood what role they played in the outermost periphery, but as Chu Fatzi said, without Tang nationality, they have their way of life, and their fate or fortune has its own certainty.

After hearing this, Yun Zhao nodded, turned around and walked out calmly. Chu Bafang touched the stubble on his chin with his hand, looked at his back, remembered something, and got up to chase after him.

Dong Sihe found a military uniform to put on somewhere, and it seemed that he had taken it by mistake, and he dragged his clothes left and right. Hearing the movement at the door of the inner room, he hurriedly picked up tea and waited by the door.

Chu Bafang followed Yun Zhao out of the door, and after turning around and closing the door, he asked.

"Where are you going again, you just came back!"

"Family matter!" Yun Zhao made a gesture behind his back, and Dong Sihe rubbed his hands together.

"Yun Zhao, you give me a good stay!"

"State affairs!" Yun Zhao stepped out of the red lacquer door, Dong Sihe's expression was wonderful, and he had words.

"You're a fool, aren't you?"

"It's a matter of the world!" Yun Zhao ran up, Dong Sihe clasped his hands together, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Chu Bafang stood at the door with a shy stomach, glanced at Dong Sihe's virtue, spat viciously, waved his hand and went back to the house.

Qin Yuan lowered his head and flipped through the military notice, then casually threw it aside, and raised his eyes to look at the gauze cover. "Chu Tou'er, this city is guarded, but the mountains are empty. ”

Chu Bafang picked up the kettle on the table and drank it all, and gave it a thumbs up when he heard it. "This is said clearly, if you cut down all those in the room with a knife, maybe you can judge the loyalty on the desk of the military department. ”