Chapter 153 153: Action (11) [Seeking a monthly ticket]
Brother Zhai Huan is worried about the hexagram, and the culprit has gone far enough away. The old man raised his hand and lifted the brim of his hat, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the tax and bank team behind him, who had long since disappeared. A youthful vitality that did not match his age appeared on his old and haggard face. He said: "I didn't expect to laugh Fang is there too."
Zhai Le would be surprised if he was still there.
He traveled around Xiaocheng, and there are not many people who are so friendly that they can communicate with each other. How does this old man who only met him once know him?
The shepherd boy twirled a simple and rough bamboo flute with his fingers.
The tone is old-fashioned: "I didn't expect it, it's a good thing."
The old man asked with a smile: "Because of the two 'surprises' Xiaofang and Zhai Huan, should the plan still be carried out as planned?"
The shepherd boy asked back: "Otherwise? Heh, one Zhai Xiaofang and one Zhai Yuewen are still young. Mr. Shen Xiaolang, don't be afraid."
Seeing the shepherd boy's confidence, the old man shrugged.
"There is one thing that I don't quite understand."
The shepherd boy said in a cold and immature voice, "Ask."
The old man frowned suspiciously and said: "Obviously you are only twenty-four or five, and that Zhai Huan is already weak. Even if he is younger than you, let's count him twenty-one or two. Why do you always speak old-fashioned? Happy two or three rounds?"
"Then why does Mr. Shen like to take advantage of Zhai Xiaofang? Who is the 'son' you said that 'he loves wine in his life, and can drink three jars at a time'? Why are you, and I am why."
The shepherd boy's rhetorical question immediately stopped the old man.
Could it be why?
Naturally, it is to give people the joy of being a father. Whether it is a man or a woman, everyone has a heart to be a father.
The old man was smiling, his expression froze.
In the blink of an eye, he returned to the state of a kind and kind grandfather. The shepherd boy understood without hinting, raised the bamboo flute he was playing in his hand, and played it. Due to the material of the instrument, the sound of the flute is not very good, but it can also be seen from the performance of the player.
One grandpa, one grandson and one cow leisurely returned to the village.
This is an abandoned village located deep in the mountains.
The other houses have been unoccupied for a long time, either being eaten by insects and ants, decayed and collapsed, or destroyed by slippery ground. Only the old house at the head of the village is still intact, and behind the house are two untended orange trees growing wildly.
The old man led the old cow and pushed open the creaking old door.
Following the trailing scouts and staring for a while, seeing the dilapidated and dilapidated windows of the old house lit up with a little light, half a quarter of an hour later, green smoke rose from the chimney, and finally turned and left in peace. Inside the house, the old man standing by the window and watching the outside nodded to the shepherd boy.
The shepherd boy said: "It should be Zhai Huan."
Zhai Le didn't see through his disguise at all, while that Captain Yang was hesitant by nature, mediocre in talent, and still had a high-ranking pride in his bones, contempt for ordinary people, and would never look down on two grandparents who were not threatening at first sight. equally important.
Not to mention sending scouts to follow.
The only possibility is that Zhai Huan became suspicious.
"Zhai Huan? Since he was suspicious, why didn't he stop him then?"
The old man felt very lucky.
They really lived here these two days, and there are indeed two orange trees in the backyard. There used to be more than 30 households in the village, and the popularity was not bad. It's just that the world is difficult, and the young and strong are either forcibly conscripted into soldiers, or they can't live on, so they have no choice but to go out to seek development.
The rest of the elderly and children are waiting to die, and after several twists and turns, they gradually become a common uninhabited village.
"Naturally, it's because the enemy is slack that it's easy to show off. It's better to wait and see what happens than to startle the enemy." The shepherd boy thought Zhai Huan's behavior thoroughly, and said softly, "He didn't see through my disguise, so he can't handle me. The two identities, are they innocent passers-by, thieves outposts, or simply thieves..."
The two used old firewood to boil water, and simply used some dry food.
Can't see the slightest anxiety.
Except that the heavy rain outside the house was not in the plan, other details did not deviate from the plan of the shepherd boy and Chu Yao, including the slippery field.
If Captain Yang chooses to clean up the soil and gravel, the chances of tax and bank fraud will skyrocket, and they can only try to get closer to test the truth.
True, attack by force. After this period of official road, it is not easy to intercept it, and it is easy to be dumped by the tax and silver team; fake, a waste of work, and go back home to wash and sleep.
If you choose to take a detour, that's exactly what you want.
This section of potholed dirt road is not only wet and slippery, but also very narrow. If you want to pass, the tax and bank team can only pull the elders. Even if there are powerful warriors sitting in the town, it is difficult to set up a battle.
The advantages are gone.
Most importantly, it can also greatly consume soldiers' physical strength.
Hey, don't even think about leaving before dawn.
Coinciding with the heavy rain, the difficulty has been raised to another level.
Thinking of what Chu Wuhui brought his uncle Wu to do, the shepherd boy looked forward to Yang Duwei's hard-working half way, only to find out what his expression would be if there was another slippery road on the mountain road.
That must be a violent and hideous face.
Emmm…
He guessed pretty well.
It was dark and the rain had not stopped. After receiving the information from the scouts in front, Captain Yang's expression was like a wild horse running wildly towards the black. Iron blue is not enough to describe his Chinese face at this time.
Coincidentally, another scout came back on horseback.
Report on the situation of the cattle-herding grandfather and grandson.
This hit the muzzle.
Yang Duwei was holding a fire in his heart that he had nowhere to disperse. Right now, everything was not pleasing to the eye, especially Zhai Huan, who came up with a blind idea, and came out to show off after learning a little skill. Anyone passing by will be suspicious, is he the reincarnation of a fox, so suspicious?
The only good thing is that the floor is not slippery and can be cleaned.
When Duwei Yang looked at his subordinate officer and asked if he wanted to clean it up, he roared at the top of his voice: "If you don't clean it up, why don't you take a detour?"
Where to go around?
Trying to turn around?
The subordinate officer was reprimanded and looked dispirited.
It didn’t take long to clean up the slippery ground, but the tax and bank team was forced to stop. At first the soldiers were glad they could take a break to catch their breath, but they soon realized that they were too naive. The icy rain fell on the soldiers' skin, cooling the heat from the inside out caused by a lot of exercise. When the cool wind blows, the skin trembles, causing goose bumps, and the limbs are cold and stiff.
This dirt road is not easy to walk during the day, let alone at night.
Lieutenant Yang had no choice but to find a relatively open and flat place and order the whole army to rest on the spot.
The soldiers got into the tax bank vehicles to hide from the rain.
There is a martial arts running the martial arts, to resist the bone-piercing chill with martial energy. Those without courage can only resist, relying on physical means such as shaking and gathering crowds to keep warm. This most of the day was more tiring than the previous few days combined, and not long after, I heard several thunderous snoring sounds one after another.
Zhai Huan felt more and more bad.
Even if the grandparents and grandchildren are not suspected, the "Tun hexagram" that appeared in the hexagram of the Way of the Scholar is actually a down-to-earth hexagram, which is a big trouble.
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1. Only then did I realize that brother Zhai Huan hadn’t taken the characters yet. By the way, creating a character can be regarded as taking notes.
Just to add, Zhai Huan, whose style name is Yuewen, has a third grade of Wenxin
(I was quite satisfied with this word at the beginning, because according to the naming rules, I planned to add a "xi" to my brother's word. After all, "huanxi" is more suitable for it, but I felt that "xi" was too down-to-earth, so I changed it. Changed, it turned out... emmm I found something was wrong after reading it.)
PS: I seem to really fall in love with the mechanical keyboard. I tried to use the soft keyboard of the notebook before, and found it inexplicably uncomfortable... It’s really strange. I searched on the Internet and found that the dot mechanical keyboard is so cute (*▽*), but it is very expensive, one costs five or six hundred, one thousand more...
(end of this chapter)