Chapter 978: Miss Lu Yujiao

After passing the boundary of Datong City, Fang Xing ordered the team to go to the left from the fork, and the destination was already clearly revealed. x update fastest

Gradually, some green can be seen along the way. Sometimes the horses will find some tender grass from the melted land, and then raise their heads and neigh, extremely happy.

Dao was also very happy. He lay on the horseback, looked at the blue sky and shouted: "Brother Seven, Madam will find me a wife when I get back!"

Seeing his unstable appearance, Xin Lao Qi frowned and said, "Do you know what a daughter-in-law is?"

Dao flexibly sat upright on the horseback, and said unconvinced: "Isn't it just a fight? Last time I heard Fifth Brother..."

"Fifth brother is good, brother is wrong."

Fang Wu drew his saber very quickly, facing the saber on his neck, he quickly admitted his mistake.

"If you dare to talk about me again, Xin will strip you naked and hang you on a tree at night!"

Fang Wu retracted the saber, and said quietly, "What is that woman doing? How did the child come out? Seventh brother, how did your big girl and tiger head come out?"

Xin Laoqi's face was a little red, and he shouted: "What do you do with all kinds of questions! When you marry a daughter-in-law, someone will teach you."

Why! The road of education is rugged, and there is a long way to go!

Listening to Dao's words, Fang Xing couldn't help thinking of a joke about not being pregnant after marriage.

Someone shouted: "Dao, when you get married, you are married. In the future, you will kiss your daughter-in-law hard, and you will have a child soon!"

Dao said in disbelief: "You lied! Last time I heard..."

"Shut up!"

Dao has a flexible body and often squats around the house to patrol, so he heard a lot of ''.

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

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

Fang Xing watched them laughing, and felt that the hardships along the way were nothing.

Huang Zhong also smiled: "Uncle, looking at these young people, I also think of myself back then. There are still many good people in this world!"

Dao only changed his trajectory when he met Fang Xing. If not, he would probably have become a scout in this life, and then died on the grassland one day.

And Kuang Zhong is similar to Dao, with a difficult life from the beginning, fortunately he met Yu Yi, the magistrate of Jing'an County, otherwise he would not even be a clerk in his life, let alone Yu Yi recommended him later.

"My lord!"

Thinking of Yu Yi, Huang Zhong felt a little emotional. In the end, he was cut off by Fang Xing and played the role of an aide, so he was quite satisfied.

Knife came back before lunch, accompanied by a man who looked like a butler.

"My Lin Sheng, I met my uncle."

Looking at the man's elegant demeanor, Fang Xing asked, "What's the matter?"

"I sent my sister to visit relatives. Now the journey back to Taiyuan is not safe. I implore my uncle to allow my sister to accompany me. When I return to Taiyuan, my master will be very grateful."

A section of the way ahead, there was an ox cart parked on the side of the road in front of it. When Fang Xing looked over, the curtain of the cart was lifted, revealing a pretty face.

Seeing Fang Xing's gaze, the woman blushed, and with a light click, she quickly put down the car curtain.

"Can!"

Fang Xing nodded slightly, and said, "Lao Qi, let's cook!"

"Thank you, Uncle, for your kindness!"

Lin Sheng saluted overjoyed, then ran back to the bullock cart and whispered softly.

Immediately, a servant girl got on and off the bullock cart, and then the woman was carefully helped out of the cart by the servant girl, and she even put on a veil.

After eating, they continued to set off. The bullock cart followed closely behind the team, and Lin Sheng and the two servants nervously supported them all the way.

In the middle of the afternoon, Fang Xing called for camping.

This time there is no station, no town, only camping in the wild.

Fang Xing was very leisurely, and even had time to make a big pot of gnocchi, which was so fragrant that all the scouts wanted to eat it.

"The same material, what to grab!"

Fang Xing's craftsmanship is really good, maybe he can eat the food made by Xing and Bo himself, this is the reason why everyone wants to fight for it.

Fang Xing made a big bowl by himself, and Huang Zhong also made a big bowl, then just ignore it and grab it yourself.

Walking to the side, Fang Xing just squatted down and ate big mouthfuls, without the slightest airs of a Ming nobleman.

After dinner, Lin Sheng came again, "Uncle, sister, can you camp inside at night?"

The hundreds of scouts camped according to the marching rules, and the camp in the middle was Fang Xing's camp, so it was also the safest place.

That woman, Huang Zhong, also took a look. Even though she was wearing a veil, she could still feel pretty.

"no!"

Fang Xing said coldly: "How can there be women in the army, don't even think about it!"

Huang Zhong also said: "It's an exception to allow you to camp on the side, don't be dissatisfied, go back quickly, after dark, you are forbidden to move around, otherwise you will be killed without mercy!"

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It was dark, and in the tent, a portrait was brought to the side of the candle.

The man in the portrait looked to be in his twenties, wearing a blue shirt, holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, and his eyebrows were cold.

Lips pursed lightly, eyes narrowed slightly, a painting can actually reveal some killing intent.

"Is that right?"

A nice female voice asked.

"That's right, it's him, that Demon God!"

A man's voice said: "Judging from today's refusal, this man is decisive in killing and restraining women, and he is not the demon of sex that is widely rumored by the outside world."

"He was successful at a young age, and he offended countless literati. Exaggeration is the nature of literati, and creating something out of nothing is their specialty. So we have to be careful, otherwise he won't take pity on you and cut off the head of a beauty like you!"

"Just now they wanted to go in to test, but they were driven out by his people. The carriage was guarded and entered, and they could no longer see the situation. We have a heavy responsibility, and it is not far from Taiyuan. Find out who is in the car before arriving in Taiyuan!"

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

"But judging from the current situation, we have no hope at all! It is said that he is bold and cautious in using troops, and he is indeed a famous general!"

The man's voice was a little impatient.

The woman said: "I can't wait any longer, let someone go..."

...

Scout Baihu didn't bring many tents this time, Fang Xing definitely wanted to occupy one, and Zuo Wei's body also had some problems due to long-term captivity, so Fang Xing let him live with him.

The candlelight was flickering, Fang Xing was holding a book and looking at it, turning his head back from time to time, as if he was studying knowledge.

Zuo Wei saw that the cover was the 'Book of Songs', and couldn't help admiring secretly.

Who Xing Hebo completely rejected Confucianism? People can't put down the book, but what they read is... Huh! No, can the Book of Songs be attributed to Confucianism?

Fang Xing felt the gaze, and closed the book, "According to the original several thousand poems, the old master deleted most of them, leaving only three hundred. Three hundred poems, in a word, thinking innocent! What do you think? ?”

Zuo Wei smiled wryly and said: "I don't have a deep study of the Book of Songs, so I dare not speak nonsense."

The person in front of him is a young man who is known as a genius. If he hadn't opened up a new school, perhaps the Confucianists would regard him as their leading figure and tout it.

Fang Xing smiled, and under the candlelight, he looked a little hideous.

"It's okay to read, but you don't need to study it deeply. That's something a few people do."

Zuo Wei said awkwardly: "Yes, uncle, everyone, I admire you."

There were black shadows swaying outside the tent, Fang Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, Zuo Wei felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, as if he was on guard for something.

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