Chapter 982

After passing the boundary of Datong City, Fang woke up and ordered the team to move from the fork to the left, and the destination was already clear.

Along the way, you can gradually see some green. Horses sometimes find some tender grass from the melted land, and then hiss up. They are very happy.

The knife was also very happy. He lay on his horse's back, looked at the blue sky and shouted, "brother seven, my wife said to find me a daughter-in-law when you go back!"

Looking at his unstable appearance, Xin Laoqi frowned and said, "do you know what a daughter-in-law is?"

The knife sat up straight on the horse and said, "isn't it a fight? I heard brother five last time..."

"The fifth brother is easy to say. The younger brother is wrong."

Fang Wu pulled out his knife quickly. Facing the knife on his neck, Xiao Dao quickly admitted his mistake.

"If you dare to take me as a subject again, be careful to strip you naked and hang you on the tree at night!"

Fang Wu took back his knife and said faintly, "what is that woman? How did the child come out? Brother Qi, how did your big girl and tiger head come out?"

Xin Laoqi's face was a little red and shouted, "what do you do? When you marry your daughter-in-law, someone will teach you."

Hey! The road of education is rugged and has a long way to go!

Fang woke up and couldn't help thinking of a joke. He always didn't get pregnant after marriage.

Someone shouted, "knife, marriage is marriage. After that, you'll try your best to kiss your daughter-in-law. You'll have children soon!"

The knife said incredulously, "you lied! Last time I heard..."

"Shut up!"

Dao's body is flexible. He often squats on the roof to patrol, so he hears a lot of "privacy".

"Then I'll go ahead and have a look!"

The knife was a little hazy and shy. As soon as he caught the horse's belly, he rushed out.

Fang woke up and looked at them laughing. He felt that the hardships along the way were nothing.

Huang Zhong also smiled: "uncle, looking at these young people, I also think of my own years. There are still many good people in the world!"

Xiaodao changed his track only when he met Fang Xing. Otherwise, he might become a scout in his life and die on the grassland one day.

Huang Zhong and Xiaodao are almost the same. He had a hard life since childhood. Fortunately, he met Yu Yi, the county magistrate of Jing'an county. Otherwise, he couldn't even be a scribe all his life, let alone Yu Yi recommended him later.

"Noble man!"

Thinking of Yu Yi, Huang Zhong has some feelings. He was finally cut off by Fang Xing and acted as a staff. He was also satisfied.

Before lunch, the knife came back, accompanied by a man who looked like a housekeeper.

"Little Lin Sheng, I've seen uncle."

The man looked at his elegant temperament. Fang woke up and asked, "what's the matter?"

"I sent my young lady home to visit my relatives. Now it's not safe to return to Taiyuan. I beg my uncle to allow my young lady to accompany me. After returning to Taiyuan, my young master will be very grateful."

Some way ahead, there was an ox cart parked on the roadside in front. When Fang woke up, the curtain of the car opened and a pretty face came out.

Seeing Fang's awake eyes, the woman's face flushed. With a light sound, she quickly put down the curtain.

"Yes!"

Fang Xing nodded slightly and said, "old seven, cook!"

"Thank you, uncle!"

Lin Sheng saluted with joy, then ran back to the ox cart and whispered.

Then a servant girl came down from the ox cart. Then the woman was carefully supported by the servant girl and put on her veil.

After dinner, he continued to set out. The ox cart closely followed the team. Lin Sheng and two servants were nervously escorted all the way.

In the afternoon, Fang woke up and called for camping.

This time there was no post station or town, so we had to camp in the wild.

Fang Xing was very leisurely. He even had time to get a big pot of noodles with pimples. The aroma was so fragrant that people from hundreds of families said they wanted to eat this pot.

"The same material, grab what!"

Fang Xing's craft is really good. He may eat the food made by xinghebo himself. That's why everyone wants to compete.

Fang Xing made a big bowl for himself, and Huang Zhong made a big bowl for himself. Then you don't care. Grab it yourself.

Walking to the side, Fang Xing squatted and ate, without the airs of the Ming aristocracy.

After dinner, Lin Sheng came again. "Uncle, Miss Jia is timid. Can you camp in there at night?"

The scouts set up a camp according to the marching rules. The camp in the middle is Fang Xing's camp, so it is also the safest place.

The woman Huang Zhong also took a look. Even if she was veiled, she could still feel beautiful.

"No!"

Fang woke up coldly and said, "how can women be mixed in the army? Don't even think about it!"

Huang Zhong also said, "it's an exception to let you camp on the side. Don't be dissatisfied. Go back quickly. Don't walk after dark, otherwise there will be no amnesty!"

……

It was dark. In the tent, a picture was taken to the candle.

The man in the portrait looked at his twenties, dressed in a green shirt, holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, and his eyebrows were cold.

His lips are light and his eyes are slightly narrowed. A picture can even see some killing intention.

"Is that right?"

Asked a nice woman's voice.

"Yes, it's him, the demon God!"

A man's voice said, "judging from today's rejection, this man is decisive in killing and cutting, has restraint in women's sex, and is not a demon in color widely spread outside."

"He is young and has offended countless literati. Exaggerating is the nature of literati. Making things out of nothing is their specialty. So we should be careful, otherwise he won't pity you and cut off your beautiful head!"

"Just now they wanted to go in and test, but his people drove them out. The carriage was escorted into it, and we can't see the situation any more. We have a heavy responsibility. It's not far from Taiyuan. We must find out who the people in the car are before they reach Taiyuan!"

The woman's voice sounded a little crisp, but her tone was murderous.

"But at present, we have no hope at all! It is said that he is bold and cautious in using troops. He is indeed a famous general!"

The man's voice was a little impatient.

The woman said, "you can't wait. Ask someone to go..."

……

The scouts brought few tents this time. Fang Xing must have occupied one. Zuo Wei's body also had some problems because of his long-term imprisonment, so Fang Xing let him live with himself.

The candle flickered. Fang Xing looked at the side with a book in his hand and nodded from time to time, as if he were studying knowledge.

Zuo Wei couldn't help admiring himself when he saw that the cover was the "book of songs".

Who says xinghebo completely rejects Confucianism? People can't put it down. What they see is... Eh! No, can the book of songs be attributed to Confucianism?

Fang Xing felt his eyes and closed the book. "It is said that there were thousands of poems in the book of songs, most of which were deleted by the old master, leaving only 300. In a word, the poem 300 is innocent! What do you think?"

Zuo Wei said with a wry smile, "I don't study the book of songs deeply. I dare not speak nonsense."

The man in front of us is a young man, known as a genius. If he hadn't opened a new school, perhaps Confucianism would regard him as his leading figure and praise him greatly.

Fang Xing smiled and looked ferocious against the candlelight.

"It's OK to read, but it's not necessary to study deeply. That's what a few people do."

Zuo Wei said awkwardly, "yes, uncle, I admire you."

There was a dark shadow shaking outside the tent. Fang Xing's eyes narrowed slightly. Zuo Wei felt that the atmosphere was strange, as if he was on guard.