In the bedroom of the East Courtyard, there were two people sitting opposite each other at the table. The light in the room was dim and it was difficult to describe it.

"Following the clothes and the accent, they should come from the capital." The voice is old and slow.

"This man wore silk, sent slaves to call maids, and hired a porter to carry so many salutes. It seems that he should live forever. The girl he was holding was in good spirits but her arms and legs were weak, so he should be sick. Uncle Qiu, do you think they were seeking medical treatment or Buddha?" The voice was thick, and he should be a middle-aged man.

The old man called Uncle Qiu took out a fire note and lit the oil lamp on the table. The old man reflected the crisscrossing knife wounds on his face and the blue coarse cloth robe on his body. The middle-aged man opposite him dressed as a farmer, but his beard and vigorous eyes were very inconsistent with his clothes.

The oil lamp gradually became bright, and the two turned to look at the bed inside the room. On it was a small young man. The young man had a high nose but a blue face. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. After a while, Uncle Qiu said, "Whether they are seeking medical treatment or Buddha, it is a chance for us."

"The subordinates sent people to keep an eye on them!"

After many times of instructing me, I still couldn't change the title. Uncle Qiu sighed, "Where did you get the subordinate?"

The middle-aged man bowed his head in shame, "The crow hid his words, the last time!"

There were countless times in the end... Uncle Qiu sighed, "We are now farmers who bring the young master to seek medical treatment. You have to put away your general spirit, otherwise you will be seen through once you meet."

Ya Yin bent down his straight back, his neck also shrank, and grinned, "How is it?"

Uncle Qiu touched his forehead. He was the soldier who had fought on the battlefield for many years. Now he looked like a deserter who escaped and became a bandit at the last minute, which was even more eye-catching.

Or is it bad? Ya Yin was in trouble, and his brows frowned and explained, "Ya was a farmer who had returned to the field. It's understandable that he was a little different from an ordinary farmer?"

The problem is that you look like this. It’s obvious that you are not a few years after you have removed your armor, but just took off your armor. It’s difficult to make a cashier, so Uncle Qiu had to change his identity, “You can change it to a mate.”

Ya Yin's eyebrows immediately stretched out, "The corps officer who has returned to the field with his armor?"

...

"Why aren't the yard trooper who has been tying for many years?"

"I want to get rid of my armor and return to the field."

"...That's the stoogee who has been releasing his army for three years." Uncle Qiu made the decision.

"Ya really regrets that she didn't persuade the general to get rid of his armor and return to the field three years ago." Ya Yin's voice was heavy.

After General Ren defeated the Northern Barbarians three years ago, he was in trouble in the northern border of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Many brothers in the camp were lifted out of their armor and returned home. Because Ya Yin and Uncle Qiu had no hometown, they still defended the border city under General Ren. It was a pity that the birds were full of good bows and General Ren died with a grudge!

If he had advised the general to remove his armor together, General Ren would not have died and the major general would not have been seriously injured lying here.

Uncle Qiu patted Ya Yin on the shoulder, "Don't regret the past, just talk about the future, the future will be long."

Yes, the future is long! Ya Yin is energetic, "I went to stare at the white-faced boy who is more beautiful than a woman in the West Courtyard. This is in the capital. If it were a border, he would not live for a year..."

The footsteps sounded outside the door, and Ya Yin immediately shut up, shrank his neck and hugged his arms, and honestly retreated to the side, taking off an innocent bandit. Uncle Qiu's eyelids twitched and said silently with his mouth shape, "Personnel!"

Ya Yin's waist was straight and he was a little higher. He stood by the major general's bed with his arms in his golden sword, acting as a trooper for the dart.

The knock on the door was short and one long, and it was his own person. Uncle Qiu opened the door and the person came whispered in a low voice, "The man in the west yard went to the backyard."

The backyard is the residence of the monks in Zangyun Temple. Uncle Qiu looked back and signaled Ya Yin to take good care of the major general and slowly walked towards the Sanyuan behind him.

At the gate of the third entrance to the courtyard, Uncle Qiu saw the handsome man in the west courtyard at a glance. This guy was wearing a crescent white shirt, which was extremely conspicuous.

Mr. Jiang Er was talking to the monk Dangdu who was struggling with his head. It was not like being in front of the temple gate. Mr. Jiang Er was very polite at this time, "I brought some vegetarian food downstairs downstairs and asked the two masters to taste it."

Jiang Houer immediately handed over three packs of snacks. When Du knew that one of them was his own, he swallowed his saliva and said, "The one who can make donor Jiang, who can eat all kinds of food, says 'It can still be eaten', and it is a special grade. The young monk thanked Donor Jiang for his good wishes on behalf of his master and his master."

Mr. Jiang lowered his head and said with shame, "It is not the same as before. It is a blessing that food can fill your stomach now. This is also the only time I got some money a few days ago, so I won't be rude to you."

Occasionally, I'll bet! Duck Du suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and silenced him, "My master and the master are both in seclusion to comprehend Buddhism, and I can't see you today. Can you prepare your dinner in the kitchen?"

Not here, Mr. Jiang was so excited that he exclaimed and said with a smile, "I dare not bother to cook, I brought something tonight."

When Du heard that he didn't have to waste the vegetarian food in the temple, he laughed very happily, but he heard Mr. Jiang say again, "I'll let the monkey go to the kitchen tomorrow morning. I'll tell you Brother Du to say to the kitchen, "My girl can't eat hard food, just let the vegetables, porridge and soft buns. As for us, it's the same as everyone else."

When Du was about to say there was no food, he heard Mr. Jiang say again, "Incense Money..."

He used the incense money to scare him again! Dangdu gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay!"

"The incense is worth 40 taels." Jiang Houer presented four silver ingots, "Please accept it by your master."

It turned out to be given money for incense! When Du Xuan was smiling, "Donor Jiang is intent."

Jiang Houer let go and smiled happier than Dangdu. He didn't feel sorry for the money at all. Anyway, the second master would win back when he left in a few days.

After this, Mr. Jiang turned around and returned to the west courtyard. Today, he was too tired to climb the mountain. Mr. Jiang was so kind to do his best and just wanted to sleep.

When Du Xiu put a heavy silver in his heart, he was in a good mood and asked Uncle Qiu who was rushing over, "Is Young Master Jiang better?"

Uncle Qiu clasped his hands together and thanked him devoutly, "Thanks to the Buddha's blessing, my young master is much better than yesterday. The little old man wants to thank the host in person, but I wonder if the master is convenient now?"

Another person who wanted to meet the host, Dangdu smiled and refused, "My master is still in seclusion to comprehend the Dharma."

"Since that's the case, the old man donates some incense money and asks Master Du to recite a few more volumes of scriptures for my young master. Thank you for your blessing."

Uncle Qiu handed over the incense money and took advantage of the monk with shallow eyes to find out, "The young man was so handsome just now. The young man has lived for decades and has never seen such a romantic figure!"

When the Jiang family was in decline, Jiang Er was only handsome and romantic! When the mockery flashed across Du's face, "The donor doesn't know that that person is Jiang Feng and Jiang Er, who is known as the best handsome man in the Great Zhou Dynasty, is only one of the "romantic figures" in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Uncle Qiu suddenly realized, "It turns out that he is the second son of Jiang Mian's family, no wonder!"

Jiang Mian committed suicide in fear of sin, and became a sinner in the Great Zhou Dynasty who was angry with both man and god. He could no longer be the word "master". These words were not spoken, and he turned back to the inner courtyard.

Uncle Qiu returned to the main room of the East Courtyard and whispered to Ya Yin, "The one in the West Courtyard is actually Jiang Mian's son!"

The crow and tiger's eyes were wide open, and their fists were clenched, "I will kill him now, avenge General Ren, and hate the soldiers and people who died tragically in the border town!"
Chapter completed!