The snow melts, the dead trees come to spring, and the earth rejuvenates. Along with the earth, there are grass bandits and bandits.
Chen Bosong chewed on the grass roots, wore coarse clothes, showed muscular arms, a straw hat on his head, and had a beard. No matter how he looked, he looked like a thief. Only when he looked up could people see his eyes full of light.
"General." The soldiers sat down on the stone beside Chen Bosong, holding soybeans fried with salt in their hands. This stuff is not easy to break. It can be eaten after a while, but it hurts when chewing on it. The personal soldier grinned at Chen Bosong, "I went back last time, and a matchmaker helped me with the matchmaking. Next time I can get married, you have to come over for a wedding wine."
Chen Bosong gave a "um", but he didn't respond, obviously thinking of something else.
The soldier's eyes rolled, and he reached out and grabbed Chen Bosong's crotch. If Chen Bosong hadn't hid quickly, he would have been holding the egg.
The soldier's voice was ambiguous and very wretched: "You don't want to leave the mountain, so keep it for laying eggs?"
Chen Baisong raised his leg with a kick, and the personal soldier was kicked on the horse. Chen Baisong wanted to rub the bird, but he always felt a little awkward, but when he thought of his current identity, he was no longer the cowboy he used to be, so he took his hand back. Go, rushed to the personal soldier and said: "Next time you talk nonsense, I will throw you into Zhao Er's tent."
Zhao Er is a famous broken sleeve. People in the military camp didn't know about it. As a result, once a group of soldiers went to bathe in the river, Zhao Er dived under the water and looked at other people's butts. touch.
Even if you touch it, if you touch it openly, others may think it is a joke.
He sneaked underwater, touched his butt and wanted to touch the bird in front of him, but was caught and beaten.
A soldier asked him, "What's so beautiful about this man? You take off your clothes and touch yourself, isn't it the same?"
Zhao Er sighed: "You don't understand me, I look at you like you look at girls. If you look at a group of girls with bare bottoms, can you hold back?"
This can spoil the disgust of being a soldier.
He ran on him openly and secretly, urinating on Zhao Er's bedding during the day, and at night Zhao Er could only smell the smell of urine to fall asleep.
Whoever Zhao Er takes a look at will stay far away from him.
The soldiers in the barracks all said: "I can understand the feeling of the eldest girl."
"It can be seen how disgusting Deng Tuzi is."
No one wants to share a tent with Zhao Er, and would rather be crowded with others than sleep in the same place as Zhao Er.
The faces of the soldiers changed: "I'm not interested in men's stuff. If anyone touches me, I can kill him!"
Chen Bosong looked at him with a half-smile but kicked his ass: "No one likes your ass, and you don't have a lot of meat."
The personal soldiers were unhappy: "What's wrong with my ass? It's not me who said that some girls' asses are not as good as mine."
The person next to him heard it and said with a high laugh: "Then come, let the brothers have a good time!"
"It will make you not aware of day and night!"
"Hahahaha, I won't let you get out of bed tomorrow!"
Private soldier: "Bah! I'm a golden ass, only for women to touch!"
The soldier was talking dirty words, but Chen Bosong narrowed his eyes.
"Go back and pick up the knife, someone is here." Chen Bosong gave an order, and the soldiers, who were not serious just now, looked solemn for a moment, and rushed back to the tent to get their long knives.
They were at the foot of the mountain, besieging the bandits on the mountain. The bandits fought with them a few times and suffered heavy casualties, so they dared not go down the mountain, and could only sit and eat.
Chen Bosong did not ask anyone to go up the mountain.
The terrain on this mountain is intricate, and when they go up the mountain, they are the fish on the chopping board of the bandits.
After more than a month of siege, the bandits ran out of food. They either fought to the death or surrendered with white flags. Chen Bosong's men were guarding the main road down the mountain, and they could see the white flags in the distance. This was a surrender.
Not only did they surrender, they also hung the heads of their leaders on the banners.
The personal soldier smiled beside him: "This is the habit of knowing our generals."
After Chen Baisong defeated the bandits and gangsters, he would disrupt the people who incorporated them, but all the thieves could not escape.
This time, in order to save their lives, the bandits killed the boss themselves and used human heads to surrender.
Chen Bosong said solemnly, "Don't relax."
It is not that they have not encountered bandits who rushed over under the banner of surrender.
Surrender was just their way of letting their soldiers down.
The personal soldier clenched the long knife: "Yes!"
However, these bandits do not have such a brain, they are serious about surrendering.
He was caught as soon as he got off the mountain. At this age, being a bandit is also to fill his stomach. Only the bandit leader has ambition. The little guys below can't eat a few meals, and they can't enjoy any benefits. For them, where is the bandit? Not much.
—Chen Baisong came out disguised as robbers this time. They were not in the land under Lin Yuan’s rule this time, but in the court’s territory. On other people’s territory, they couldn’t show off their power. After all, Lin Yuan told him not to let the court find out. Otherwise, it will be another fierce battle. Gaoyou is not afraid, but Chen Bosong and the others will not necessarily win on the imperial court's territory. Even if they win, they will definitely win tragically.
The newly recruited people were scattered into different squads and could no longer act with their former companions. They had to integrate into the new group.
Chen Baisong watched the soldiers pull out the camp. They had to go back to Gaoyou tomorrow. They pulled up the camp at night and slept in the field for one night. of his habits.
The personal soldier was lying next to Chen Bosong, with the grass under him. Insects would crawl on him, and it was always difficult to fall asleep in the first half of the night.
"General." The soldier whispered, "Have you heard that there are many beauties around Nan Bodhisattva?"
Chen Baisong was closing his eyes and brewing sleepiness, and when he heard the words, he opened his eyes, and he didn't seem to be awake like someone who was resting just now.
The soldier added, "Many are men."
Chen Bosong looked at him.
The soldiers were startled by Chen Bosong's eyes, and said quickly, "I'm not saying that Nan Bodhisattva is the same as Zhao Er, Nan Bodhisattva will definitely not touch our buttocks."
Chen Bosong: "..."
The personal soldier whispered: "The general is leading the troops out now, what if someone blows the pillow wind?"
Chen Bosong: "You think too much."
The personal soldier thought he was being praised, and smiled brightly: "I am the general's soldier, so naturally I have to think about everything for the general, or should we send someone over too?"
The personal soldier whispered: "We will grab one from here and no one will notice."
The personal soldiers valued everyone: "Just that son of the Zhang family, I think he was born well, I will find someone now, tie him up in the middle of the night, and I can go on the road with us tomorrow morning."
Chen Bosong thought for a while: "His nose is too small."
Private soldier: "Then Young Master Yang?"
Chen Bosong: "Big face."
Private soldier: "...Where's Young Master Li?"
Chen Bosong looked serious: "Body odor."
Guards: "...do you have a choice?"
Chen Bosong looked at him in surprise: "What? Am I still staring at the man?"
The soldiers were speechless for a while: "Then you still pick so many thorns."
Chen Bosong: "They can't, they don't deserve it."
Private soldier: "...It's all stuff, what's not worthy of it, and Nan Bodhisattva doesn't marry them."
The soldier was lying on his stomach and suddenly whispered, "How do you see me?"
Chen Bosong was stunned for a moment, and his eyes became horrified.
The soldier whispered: "You are my boss, aren't you just being stabbed in the ass? As long as I can help you..."
Chen Bosong was speechless.
Private soldier: "I see that they are not as good as me."
Chen Bosong: "Go and pee."
Soldier: "What's wrong?"
Chen Bosong: "Take care of yourself."
The soldier sighed: "You are jealous."
Chen Baisong couldn't believe it: "Am I jealous of them?"
The personal soldiers didn't react for a while, and said strangely: "Why are you jealous of them? I said you are jealous of me."
Chen Baisong's shoulders relaxed: "Why am I jealous of you?"
The personal soldier said proudly: "Zhao Er always looks at me, but he has never looked at you, so it can be seen that I am more likable than you."
Chen Bosong nodded: "Well, men like me more than me."
The soldier's smile froze on his face.
He made up his mind to stop talking to Chen Bosong.
After the personal soldiers talked, Chen Bosong couldn't fall asleep. He rolled over and closed his eyes in deep thought.
He never thought that his young master would like a man. What is good in a man, neither fragrant nor soft, and can't have children.
Chen Bosong thought about this for a while, and there for a while.
He thought again, are those men sincere to the young master
For the money of the young master, or for the status of the young master
What do they want from the young master
For a soft-hearted person like the young master, as long as he is begged by others, he will not respond. They will hurt the young master's heart one day.
When he goes back, he must let the young master drive them away.
The big deal is that he goes to catch a few good-looking ones and give them to the young master. Wouldn't he dare to disobey the people he caught
If those people didn't go, he killed them.
If one dies, I will pay two young masters by myself. Is this the head office
Chen Bosong felt much more relaxed when he thought about it this way. Although he and the young master had a master-servant relationship, they had grown up together since childhood. Although he dared not say that he regarded the young master as his younger brother, in his eyes, there was no difference between the young master and his younger brother.
He needs to love him, support him, protect him.
This is Chen Bosong's own responsibility.
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Chen Baisong brought someone back, and Lin Yuan got up from the bed early in the morning. He hadn't seen Chen Baisong for nearly a year. He trusted Chen Baisong. This might have something to do with the original owner. , he thinks Chen Baisong is credible, so he will let Chen Baisong out of his sight.
A general, with so many people, he never doubted.
Lin Yuan went out of the city to greet them, and the two rode their horses back to the mansion.
Just after a few words of greetings, Chen Bosong suddenly said, "How many servants does the young master have now?"
Lin Yuan almost didn't understand.
Chen Baisong looked into Lin Yuan's eyes and said seriously: "It's fine to stay with the favored maid, but those men..."
"You drive them away. If you want a few men, I will send you a few."
Lin Yuan: "..."
Did Chen Bosong take the wrong medicine
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Chen Bosong: "Those men are not good enough."
"It's definitely trying to take advantage of the young master."
"I'll grab some for the young master."
"You can't even catch it."
"Forget it, I'll go on my own."