Lu Bing handed the package to Shitou and said, "Take the roast chicken and steamed buns back. You can eat them before going to sleep."
The stone took the package, held it in his hand, dragged the trunk with the other hand, looked back at poor Yang Sen step by step, and walked away slowly.
Yang Sen sighed, leaning on the door frame, with a bitter face, waiting for Lu Bing's reprimand.
But after waiting for a long while, only an opened wine bottle.
Yang Sen was stunned, and took a sip of the wine bottle as soon as he took it.
Lu Bing leaned on the railing, looking into the distance, Yang Sen handed the bottle back to Lu Bing and said, "Brother-in-law, what's the matter with you?"
"..." Lu Bing didn't answer the conversation, and asked, "How was your house the last time you went home?"
"Very good... Oh, brother-in-law misses sister, right?" Yang Sen snickered.
"Hehe, it's a bit, I don't know how Doctor Li has treated her body." Lu Bing said with a light smile.
"When I went back last time, I heard that the prescription was still being prescribed, but my sister was so worried about my brother-in-law. Apart from taking medicine, she didn't eat much, as if she was a little thinner." Yang Sen thought for a while and said bluntly.
Lu Bing felt a pain in his heart, and he couldn't help but think of how thin and weak his wife is now, and he was even more concerned.
"Brother-in-law, when can we go back?" Yang Sen looked at the sad brother-in-law and said.
"Why? Enough? Isn't it time to make a fuss about coming?" Lu Bing calmed down and said with a strong smile.
Yang Sen also sighed, but with his slightly immature face, something like "young people don’t know the feeling of sorrow, and they say sorrow for new words": "It’s really enough. Before I came to the North, I often competed with each other. Fight, but I haven't killed anyone yet. My throwing knife used to shoot birds at most, but now I always shoot people. I feel like I've killed everyone I want to kill in my life."
Lu Bing laughed and said: "This is just the beginning. You were born in Jin Yiwei's family in this life. You have been killing people a lot. What we do is to kill people. If you don't kill those who deserve to be killed, this Jiangshan will not secure."
Yang Sen made a seemingly understandable "Oh", but he just took the wine bottle in his brother-in-law's hand and took a sip fiercely, feeling bored in his heart.
"You came out this time, you have improved a lot, and your kung fu has also improved. It didn't come in vain." Lu Bing thought for a while, but decided to compliment him: "When you return to Beijing this time, your Jinyi Yang family will no longer have only Boss Yang. You have to count Yang Lao San."
Yang Sen was a little excited after hearing what his brother-in-law said, but after another thought, he didn't have much confidence: "My brother is decent, he is smart, and his kung fu is much better than me. Even my best throwing knife is practiced behind his ass. Yes, the sixth brother said that he may not be able to beat him, and he is already a hundred households now, I am just a general banner, how can I compare him?"
Lu Bing slapped Yang Sen on the head, and said in a deep voice, "You have no spine, just say frustrating words! The more so, the harder you have to work." Seeing that Yang Sen is still weak, Lu Bing decided to reveal something to Yang Sen: " Remember the secret you gave me when you came back?"
"Yeah, remember!" Yang Sen nodded.
"When I go back to this mission, I won't say that I can become a hundred households, but it's okay to get a first-level official, and get a test of 100 households." Lu Bing smiled.
"Ah! Really!" Yang Sen was ecstatic when he heard it!
"Yeah" Lu Bing nodded, "Just know, don't say anything, Hundreds of adults should be more stable."
"Yeah" Yang Sen quickly nodded his head excitedly: "My parents will definitely praise me! Maybe they will give me Zhang Luo's wife!"
"Yeah, my brother-in-law has grown up? You know you want a daughter-in-law! Haha!" Lu Bing couldn't help laughing when he heard Yang Sen's stupid words.
The two gossiping about homework, and soon a bottle of wine was drunk.
Lu Bing tossed the empty wine bottle, then caught it, put his hands in his arms, and said, "Okay, you're finished drinking, shall you go back to sleep?"
Yang Sen's face was flushed, his tongue was a little bigger, and he said, "I... shall I watch the night for you?"
"Haha, no, you don't know who guards whom you look like." Lu Bing said with a laugh.
"I... I'm not drunk, really..." Yang Sen strongly argued.
Lu Bing shook his head helplessly. At this moment, Xue Yang took a few Jinyiwei to watch the night here. Seeing this, he hurriedly asked the two Jinyiwei to put Yang Sen back into the room.
"Today are you on the night?" Lu Bing asked Xue Yang.
Xue Yang nodded.
Lu Bing looked at Xue Yang's green face and scruffy beard, and said, "Does the wound still hurt?"
Xue Yang grinned and shook his head.
"It doesn't matter if you can't speak. Those who are big things have to talk less and do more." Lu Bing said
Xue Yang nodded, gestured a few times, wanted to express something, but felt that there was no sign, smiled awkwardly, and put down his hand.
Seeing this situation, Lu Bing asked, "Have you learned to write?"
Xue Yang nodded.
Lu Bing asked a Jinyiwei to get the pen and ink.
After a while, the pen and ink came. Xue Yang took the pen and ink and hung the Xiuchun knife around his waist. Then he lifted the pen and wrote crookedly: "Thank you, the lord, for avenging the villain, for the villain to offend Dongchang. , It's not worth it."
"I didn't do all this for you. I killed them that day, one was to avenge you, and the other was to not tolerate the people from Dongchang coming to our Jinyiwei. These things are done for the glory of all our Jinyiwei, not to overthrow the East. At the factory, Jin Yiwei can't turn around." Lu Bingdao
Xue Yang nodded, his eyes full of excitement: "The villain follows the adult and has a dry head. As long as the adult gives an order, the villain's life is the adult's."
Lu Bing looked at Xue Yang's Xiuchun knife. It was not the style of the time. There were four holes in the gilt on the handle of the knife.
"How old is your knife?" Lu Bing said
Xue Yang hurriedly wrote: "This knife was handed down by my grandfather. At that time, it cost a lot of money to be made by craftsmen from the official family. It should be regarded as a family heirloom."
"The hole in the handle? Was it a bead before?" Lu Bing asked.
Xue Yang's pale green complexion turned red. After thinking about it, he wrote: "The above beads, my father sold two for the sake of raising people, and the villain sold two for assault."
Lu Bing was silent, and the dignified Jinyiwei family actually fell to this point? Xue Yang has struggled to become hundreds of households since he was a child, and it is really not easy.
"It doesn't matter if your tongue is gone, you can just be the most silent but dangerous knife around me! I must let you rely on your own hands to re-bead this knife, a better bead than before!" Lu Bing Pat Xue Yang on the shoulder.
Xue Yang nodded excitedly. From then on, his goal was to become the knife in Lu Bing's shadow.
Lu Bing watched Xue Yang and a few people continue to patrol.
The thoughts in Lu Bing's heart have calmed down.
Lu Bing returned to the room and lay on the bed. He understood himself. Since childhood, the old prince and father used to laugh at himself as a fate of worry. They couldn’t help thinking about everything, planning everything, planning everything. So I often get confused in my thoughts, which is not conducive to doing things.
Whenever it was late at night, unable to fall asleep, he would get up and go around.
At this moment, after drinking some wine, his sleepiness finally came up. He closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.
The moon outside the window is reflected in the window lattice, just waiting for the sun to replace it...