With the foreshadowing, it's time to strike while the iron is hot. Xu Fengnian went to the city of Juzizhou with the big team the next day, and got close to rough guys like Feng Shanling to brag and fart together. It's a completely different taste, probably the difference between gulping wine and drinking tea lukewarmly. Xu Fengnian borrowed that good bow from Feng Shanling along the way, and it won't be difficult to draw a full moon with his arms. He tried archery a few times. , full of momentum, fortunately, these followers were not surprised by the fact that there was a horse thief in front of them. Besides, Xu Fengnian and them are not just bastards who are trying to grab jobs, and they are willing to boast a few words of warm feelings. Lift the sedan chair, you lift me and I lift you, everyone is happy. Feng Shanling is relatively more sincere. When a person reaches middle age, he probably has too much depression in his heart. He can't drink enough to drink, so he wants to chat with others. When he was picking up arrows, no one was around, he told Xu Fengnian. Feng Shanling didn't feel impatient when he saw Xu Fengnian's many old things in Beiliang, and the old man's chatter box was completely opened up.
"In the beginning when I joined the army, I actually had two choices. I went to the old army of General Gu Jiantang. There were not many battles, and I could have a stable life, but I was destined to be inferior to those rich kids. I am a bachelor, thinking about voting for the Beiliang army, but I actually have a small plan. Although the border of Beiliang is not safe, but the Spring and Autumn Nine Kingdoms have fought for decades, and the general defeated six by himself. I feel that even if I go to the border, It is estimated that as long as you don't be a scout or a guerrilla cavalry who rushes ahead, it will not be easy to die. I was lucky enough to become a crossbowman. I didn’t fight with the barbarians very close. At the beginning, every time the battle ended, I would still feel scalp numb when I saw cavalry and infantry with severed limbs or their entire backs. Later, after fighting for a long time, they were beaten The captains and lieutenants scolded a lot. I heard the old soldiers talk about their achievements in the Spring and Autumn War. The brothers around me shouted that not killing people is not enough. I am afraid of death or I am afraid of death. Just in case one day it is really my turn to rush up and fight for my life, I am really not afraid of dying in the battle. Anyway, there is a brother who collects the body, and besides, there was no daughter-in-law who rolled under the bed to think about it. If it were changed to now, it would be I don't have the guts anymore."
"I remember very well. I have been in the Beiliang Army for three years and nine months. I haven't seen any big shots. The biggest official is the sixth rank. He is a young cavalry general. This general's mount is called a tall man. But at the time, envy was envy, and when I thought that everyone used the same Beiliang knife, even the general was no exception, so there was nothing to be jealous about."
"Mr. Xu, it's not that Feng is smart, but he sincerely advises you to learn some Beiliang dialect. If one day the Beiliang cavalry go all the way north and defeat the Beimang and Southern Dynasties, it is always right to know some Beiliang dialect."
Following Feng Shanling's broken thoughts, he gradually approached the border town. Xu Fengnian distanced himself from Luo Changhe and his party, and squatted on the edge of a dry ravine for a while. The third war between the two dynasties was the Liyang Dynasty. It was the second and last time that we had an advantage in the early stage, but it was a pity that it fell short near the Sable Terrace. At that time, under the careful planning of a group of important ministers who were familiar with border defense, including the old Shoufu and Gu Jiantang, the elite frontier troops of the two Liao and nine towns They marched hundreds of miles a day, marched hundreds of miles a day, and marched northward from Zhenzhou on June 9 of the third year of Honghan, arrived at Tunjintai on the 16th, and arrived at Beimang on the 17th. Bingzhen, more than 6,000 defenders surrendered in anticipation of the wind, surrounded Zhuzhou on the 19th, and then went to the fortresses of Yehuguan, intending to block the entrance of sending troops from the north to the south, but tried to encircle and fight for reinforcements at the Sable Terrace, which was open in all directions, and was defeated. The military strategists of later generations ridiculed the use of troops, and the young emperor of the Zhao family, who had returned to his imperial conquest for the first time, even made a joke of conferring a battle map. Beiliang Chen Zhibao led 90,000 cavalry and Gu Bu went north almost at the same time, like an awl piercing the Nanjing mansion, the empire could not be the empire it was at this time.
Withdrawing his scattered thoughts, Xu Fengnian stood up and trotted to keep up with the large team. The Chunlei Knife was wrapped in cloth strips and placed in his backpack. The army and civilians in this town were confused, and the inspection of the city gate was very strict. In the sparse crowd, a woman with her head bowed slowly handed out a closing plate to the city guard with a spear. After confirming that it was correct, the young soldier in armor glanced at the woman and frowned. Frowning, she tapped the big cloth bag that the woman was carrying with great difficulty with the tip of a spear. The woman slowly untied the rope that slanted across her chest, untied the cloth bag, and revealed a guqin, three feet six inches five, seven-stringed banana Leaf type, with snake bellies and broken lines, and burnt tail.
Of course Cheng Wei is not acquainted with this kind of elegant things, and he can't see the depth of the door. Seeing that she seems to be blind, he doesn't have to worry about it anymore. There are more than ten thousand crane control troops stationed outside the town, and the government is strict. He has earned a lot of money today. For a few hundred pennies, she didn't dare to make too many small moves, so she let her go.
The woman was wearing a Southern Dynasty attire with narrow sleeves and a small skirt. She did not wear the unique veiled hat of a lady. She probably practiced the piano and cultivated a gentle temperament. She walked slowly. Fleeing, a few local local bullies were squatting at the mouth of a well on the side of the street basking in the sun. When they saw such a weak woman who had entered the city alone, they looked at each other and smiled knowingly. A rascal pretended to be drunk, walked over staggeringly, and bumped into her shoulder firmly. The woman carrying the piano swayed in a reasonable way, and almost fell down. She still lowered her head and showed no expression. She could only steal the bellyband of a neighbor woman when she was a bachelor. The man who was living smiled even more. After passing by his shoulders, he turned around and wanted to touch the buttocks of this delicate woman. He pinched it and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff it, which caused the friends on the street to burst into laughter. The woman walked in a hurry and didn't dare to reprimand, which undoubtedly amplified the rascal's arrogance, she quickened her pace and was about to drag her, she yelled nonsense: "Lady, go home with your man to have a baby, what are you hanging out about. "
The woman who was pulled by the slender arm was speechless, and the rascal was thinking of hugging her in his arms wantonly to love and caress. On the other side of the street stood a neatly dressed young man with a grumpy face. Seeing this scene was not bad. Seeing the savvy of an injustice hero to save the beauty, Lu just pinched his nostrils and sneered, "Scar Liu, you alone can afford to marry a wife? Go to sleep with your mother, it's about the same. Anyway, your old mother is also the kind of guy who rides thousands of people, no One more of you."
Poppy, who was called Liu Scar, suddenly turned red, and without letting go of the silky woman's arm, he turned his head and cursed: "Su Su, no matter how idle I am, my egg is a hundred times stronger than you, you boy!" I've been facing two old bachelors for more than 20 years, has my butt blossomed?"
After pinching his nostrils, the young man went to dig his earwax, and said calmly: "I just went to your house to climb the wall an hour ago, and I had some private conversations with your mother, do you know what six shorts and three longs are? This young child must not understand, anyway, your mother is very happy on the bed, maybe tomorrow I will become your cheap daddy, come on, come on, call daddy first."
The young man made a movement of raising his waist and shaking his back. Scar Liu was humiliated in the street, and he didn't care about the woman. He turned his head and looked around, but he didn't see anything that could hit someone, so he rushed forward to teach him a lesson after countless beatings. The little bastard. The young man was actually quite handsome, but he was covered up by the ruffian. Seeing something was wrong, he was about to run away, but he was blocked by Liu Scarzi's five or six buddies. He scolded his mother in his heart and hugged his head very skillfully. Face, what a good meal, especially the client, Liu Bazi, who rolled up his sleeves and squeezed out all the energy of feeding. He just kicked the ass of this surnamed Su, only heard a wail, and covered his ass After fleeing, Liu Scarzi and others started chasing and killing them. They grabbed the benches of teahouses and taverns on the street and smashed them randomly. They know the basics of these idle and lazy people, and know which ones to scold and which ones to fight back. When Liu Scarzi and others relieved their anger, they threw them back on the chairs and stools, and there was no trace of the woman with a backpack. Su's house was turned upside down, but thinking of the strength of the old bachelor's arms, he shrank his neck and felt cold for a while, so he could only chatter and curse that kid Su Su was beaten without his asshole and would never be able to poop in his life.
The young man surnamed Su who suffered an innocent disaster for no reason beat around the bush, walked around a few alleys, squatted under the corner of the wall, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb. His nose was bruised, his face was swollen and his body was sore. With purple-colored shoulders, he took a deep breath, stood up, stood on tiptoes, lay on the top of the adobe yellow mud wall, and shouted a few times, but in the end he couldn't see the girl selling green onion pancakes, nor was he on the bamboo pole where the clothes were drying. Seeing the woman's bellyband and other personal belongings, I was a little bored, endured the pain, whistled and pretended to be chic, took a piece of bacon on the way, threw it into my mouth and chewed it, and just wandered around the city aimlessly. Xu Fengnian and these Confucian scholars stayed in a high-quality inn. Old Scholar Luo had already helped to pay the money. Xu Fengnian was not pretentious about such trivial details. He made an appointment with Feng Shanling for dinner to go to a time-honored restaurant that he had just inquired about, because Before it was time to eat, I went out for a walk, walked a few streets, and saw a simple fortune-telling booth under an old willow tree with a hollow belly. , business was deserted, I just sat on a borrowed bench and dozed off in a daze, with my chin knocking against the cotton-covered tabletop from time to time. Xu Fengnian hesitated for a moment, and looked up at the flag that was limp due to the lack of wind. It probably counted five hundred years or so. As a fortune teller, I was afraid that my tone would be too small.
Xu Fengnian walked over and knocked on the stall with his finger, the fortune teller woke up startled, quickly wiped his saliva on his cuff, sat upright, tried his best to put on some high-profile manner, and babbled: "This immortal is familiar with Yin and Yang and five elements, Ziwei fights numbers, looks and palms , Qimen Dunjia, geography and geomantic omen, regardless of the yin and yang, all of them are incomparably accurate, dare to ask the young master, what is it for me to be an immortal?"
Xu Fengnian partnered with the old Huang Wenhua at the beginning, and he can be regarded as a veteran in this business of cheating people out of money. He said with a smile, "Why don't you just pinch your fingers and figure out what I want?"
The old Taoist didn't dare to talk nonsense for a while, he got up and made a gesture to give the bench to the customer who had finally taken the bait, sat down on his buttocks in the old willow pit, took the opportunity to look at the ordinary-looking young man out of the corner of his eye, and sat still After reading it, he stretched out two fingers and twirled the goatee, groaning silently.
Xu Fengnian held back his smile, and was not in a hurry to speak. In fact, this profession that pays attention to acting skills is nothing more than four links of asking for money to solve disasters. It was hard for him to be a fortune-teller back then. After all, he had no hair on his mouth and he couldn't do things well. Even if he borrowed Taoist robes, it was difficult to fool people.
The old Taoist's eyes wandered, and he said softly: "The young master is here to count his official luck."
Xu Fengnian shook his head.
The old guy snorted, "Test your fortune."
Xu Fengnian still shook his head.
The old man finally couldn't sit still, and if he couldn't be fooled, wouldn't it be that the fat in his mouth would fly out of the bowl. Xu Fengnian didn't continue to embarrass this Mr. Destiny, who obviously lived in a clear life, and said with a smile: "Actually, the old gods have guessed it right. It is not only whether the official luck is prosperous, but also whether the wealth luck is smooth."
Feeling relieved, the old man nodded lightly and said: "This immortal has always been a planner."
After a not-too-embarrassing beginning, the next thing will be extravagant nonsense, Xu Fengnian doesn't expose it, and nods from time to time to say a few words in agreement, the old Taoist spit everywhere and is in high spirits. Xu Fengnian had exchanged some broken silver at the inn, and after hearing the good words that he might not have a bright future, he took out a piece of broken silver and was ready to go home. The eyes of the old Taoist priest who hadn't touched silver for half a year suddenly As soon as it was bright, when the broken silver was placed on the table, he grabbed it and put it into his sleeve at the speed of lightning and thunder. Portions don’t count.”
Xu Fengnian had already left the bench, sat down again and said with a soft smile: "Let's not talk about mine, you help me figure out my father's, he is Shen Shi."
The old Taoist pretended to ponder, and then asked about the exact time of the 100-mile copper leak in a day, and then slowly said: "This is not a very good time, because I was destined to leave my hometown in my early years, and my brothers and sisters also died young. If the fate is less, the husband and wife may not be able to grow old together, but the death of the wife will make the man's luck in old age better."
The old Taoist priest saw the sluggish expression of the big brother in front of him, thought he had made a mistake, and was thinking of changing his words in the next life, fearing that the money in his sleeve would be taken back. Unexpectedly, the young man asked him about the fate of his elder sister and second sister Luck, knowing the time and hour, the old Taoist played tricks, pinched his fingers and calculated again, bit the bullet and said a few words, not daring to say more, adhering to the principle of saying less and making mistakes, and carefully glanced at the son-in-law, whose lips trembled , squeezed out a smiling face and told his time of birth, the old Taoist quietly wiped his sweat, pretending to be calm and said: "Not bad, not bad, the young master is elegant and handsome, precocious and smart, a lifetime of blessings, parents and mothers share the blessings When it comes to you, your early luck is a little bumpy, your middle luck is hard, but your evening luck is good, so you don't need to worry too much."
The elderly fortune teller hesitated for a moment, and said: "Young master, I am just talking too much, the son's family has more or less lost their luck because of you."
He quickly added: "However, the young master's family has a good fortune, so they don't care about it."
Under the old willow, the young master and the old fortune-teller looked at each other.
Su Su, who was wandering here, was thinking that there are some idiots trying to tell fortunes to this old liar, and then he saw the guy whose head was kicked by a donkey throwing a handful of broken silver, and the next scene made him even more unbelievable.
Su Su turned around, intending to go back to her shop to be scolded, rolled her eyes and muttered: "This guy is really sick!"
A young man from a foreign land, sitting under a withered old tree, did not cry, just shed tears there.