Zhang Fugui's mind is now filled with mush.

I just had a dream full of regrets, and a dozen old men suddenly appeared.

These things were mixed together inexplicably, filling my mind that was not yet awake at this time.

Forget it, let’s ask Li Laosan first who these old people are.

When I walked out of the factory gate, I saw several taxis parked under the street lights.

The windows were all open. Zhang Fugui stuck his head over and checked them all.

Finally, in the last car, I saw Li Laosan's signature old gangster face.

At this time, Li Laosan was holding a cigarette in one hand, leaning over and telling the driver something.

From time to time, he would shake cigarette ashes out of the car window.

Zhang Fugui greeted the driver politely, and then asked Li Laosan, "What are you doing?"

When Li Laosan heard Zhang Fugui's question, he lowered his head and looked around the carriage, then looked at the driver next to him, and replied affirmatively: "Should I take a taxi?"

Zhang Fugui was already prepared for Li Laosan's lack of tone, so he curled his lips and continued to ask: "Then why didn't you get out of the car when you got there?"

"As you said, I didn't pay the fare, how can I get off the bus?" Li Laosan looked at Zhang Fugui like a fool.

Good guy, it turns out that Li Laosan was not putting on airs, but was waiting for Zhang Fugui to deliver the fare.

Looking at Zhang Fugui's disdainful eyes, Li Laosan said mysteriously: "I will tell you good news and bad news, which one do you want to listen to?"

"Tell me the bad news." Zhang Fugui said helplessly.

Li Laosan took the last puff, stubbed out the cigarette butt with his fingers, and then flicked it into the trash can far away.

Moreover, there was a muffled sound of "dong", which showed how strong the hand was.

Zhang Fugui saw this skillful movement and said in surprise: "Uncle Li, the bad news is that you have been practicing the Sunflower Book. This kung fu looks like the Invincible Dongfang."

"Go away, you kid is getting more and more out of character. The bad news I'm telling you is that you have to help me pay the fare. Don't let these masters wait for so long. It's not easy for people to drive late at night." Li Laosan is rare.

uttered a human word.

Zhang Fugui sighed helplessly, and after handing the money to the master, each person gave him money for an extra pack of cigarettes.

We are all struggling at the bottom of society. As long as there is a way out, who is willing to stay up late and work the night shift?

A group of masters smiled after accepting the money, said thank you, and left in a hurry.

Zhang Fugui saw that Li Laosan hadn't gotten out of the car yet, so he said, "Uncle Li, it's not easy for my master. You should get out of the car quickly and don't delay my work."

Li Laosan waved his hand and said, "I haven't told you the good news yet."

"Then tell me quickly,"

"My good news is that I have to take this master's car back in a while. As long as you pay for the car, you don't need to bother you to take me back." Li Laosan said proudly.

good news.

Is this good news? This is clearly bad news and another even worse news.

Zhang Fugui took out the money and said: "Master, if you are tired, I will chat with my uncle for a while. You can use the meter. The amount is what you need. If it is less, I will make up for you. If there is more, treat it as a drink from me."

Glass of water.”

The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties. When he saw Zhang Fugui, he handed over the fare which was more than enough.

He quickly waved his hand and said: "Brother, I won't be polite to you anymore. You two will go chat first. To be honest, your trip is the most comfortable in taking on jobs in the past two days. Why don't you pay for it instead of talking to the rest of us?"

Guess, the old man is also good at chatting. The stories he told me this night were better than the storyteller. I listened all the way and it was so touching. You are busy with your work."

Zhang Fugui said thank you to the driver and took Li Laosan out of the car.

"What did you tell the master?" Zhang Fugui was somewhat curious after hearing the driver's words.

After all, in his little taxi experience, all the drivers are talkative, but it is not easy for Li Laosan to make the driver shut up and listen to him talk about a lot of things.

Li Laosan put on the posture of a master and said: "Nothing, I just told the driver the story of the last Anxi Protectorate in the Tang Dynasty."

Zhang Fugui only knew a little bit about this matter.

Because the historical records are indeed only a little bit.

But just such a few scattered records bear decades of blood, sweat and tears.

Guarding the border, there are enemies on all sides. Looking up into the distance, Chang'an is nowhere to be seen.

In the last years of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, the Kaiyuan era, when the country was once prosperous and the people were strong, faced its greatest test.

In the fourteenth year of Tianbao, the Anshi Rebellion broke out. In a blink of an eye, war broke out, Kyushu was shaken, and the artifact was unstable.

The peaceful and prosperous age suddenly turned into a hell on earth.

In order to suppress the civil unrest in various places caused by the Anshi Rebellion, the central government of the Tang Dynasty drained the army of Longyou in Hexi Province.

Tubo took advantage of the weak local military defenses of the Tang Dynasty and gradually captured most of Hehuang.

Due to the fall of the Hehuang area, the defenders of Anbeiting and other places guarding the Western Regions were completely cut off from the Central Committee of the Tang Dynasty.

Under such circumstances, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty still loyally guarded the territory of the Western Regions for decades.

It was not until the envoy returned to Chang'an via the Uighurs that the emperors and ministers of the Tang Dynasty learned of this situation.

But what's the use of knowing it? The Tang Dynasty is no longer the huge empire that can make the world rise and fall with a single move.

In the eyes of the surrounding foreign countries, it is on the verge of collapse, just like an old, sick tiger with no airs.

But the soldiers and civilians in Anbeiting did not give up.

Although there are powerful enemies ahead of me with my sword, the land I stand on is the country!

If you come to rob me, you will pay with your life!

They fought until the last moment, just for the unshakable persistence in their hearts.

Then people died, the city was destroyed, and there was no more news.

All their deeds, due to various reasons, are not recorded in very detailed historical books.

But their spirit has long been integrated into five thousand years of history, has flowed into the blood of the Chinese people, and has grown on the bones of the descendants of Yan and Huang.

Now hearing that Li Laosan told the story he told the driver, Zhang Fugui suddenly asked for help: "Before you came, I had a dream. I dreamed that I was fighting in a place full of yellow sand. You were a god.

Interpret my dream for me.”

Li Laosan nodded, then took out his mobile phone and searched online for how to interpret dreams.

Maybe he didn't think it was reliable, so he patted Zhang Fugui on the shoulder and said, "I think you've been too nervous recently, just relax a little."

"Relax? My ancestor, things have been inexplicable recently. One thing after another, and you have never seen the beginning. I really don't know what to do about many things." Zhang Fugui complained.

Li Laosan smiled and said: "If you are unhappy, tell me and it will make me happy."

Zhang Fugui was about to talk about Guan Yu's gold seal deal, but Zhang Jian took the initiative to stir up trouble.

Unexpectedly, Li Laosan's cell phone suddenly remembered a ringtone at this time. He answered the phone with a solemn expression. After listening to what the other party said, he said calmly: "Yes, I know, I will do it right away."

Ever since he met Li Laosan, Zhang Fugui had never seen Li Laosan so serious.

It seemed that something was really going on. Zhang Fugui swallowed his words and said considerately: "If you are in a hurry, you should get busy first."

Li Laosan didn't speak, nodded with a sad look on his face, and then walked back to the taxi.

"Hey, you haven't told me who these dozen uncles are? I at least need to know their identities." Zhang Fugui hurriedly took Li Laosan's hand and asked.

"Oh, him, the leader is called Guo Xin, and the remaining thirteen are his guards. It's pitiful to say that they died together in the battle. You treat them well."

After Li Laosan answered Zhang Fugui's words, he walked back to the taxi.

The driver said hello to Zhang Fugui from the car window, and then drove away.

When Zhang Fugui heard the name Guo Xin, he was somewhat impressed, as if he had heard it somewhere.

While thinking about it, he walked back to the cafeteria.

In front of the cafeteria, he suddenly remembered.
Chapter completed!