A touch of white slowly floated in the sky, resembling a fish belly.
The sergeant on duty at the city head rubbed his hands and said to his companions: "Although this Mingfu is young, he is not only courageous, but also quite skilled. He can even make horse meat that tastes better than others. Do you think this can be learned from reading?
of."
The companion rubbed his cold face and said, "Most likely, I don't know if our children will have such an opportunity."
“Who’s going to come here and teach?”
"yes!"
The two turned around, and the sergeant pointed to the city and said: "Whenever I get tired of guarding in this place where birds don't poop, I like to look at the smoke. Looking at the smoke, I know that I am not just guarding the Tang Dynasty.
Taiping County is even guarding the smoke."
The first wisp of smoke rose slowly.
A new day has come.
In the backyard of the county house, Cao Ying carried a large clay pot into the dining area.
Wang Laoer sat there on his knees, a little impatient.
Yang Xuan was giving instructions to the old thief.
"...We need to strike while the iron is hot, mingle with those people, and understand the situation in the city."
"It's time to eat."
After everyone sat down, Yi Niang began to distribute the food.
The horse meat is very soft and tastes good. With a few pancakes, this breakfast is very rich.
The old thief didn't like horse meat, so he coaxed Wang Lao Er, "Old Er, give me your dried meat, and I will give you all the horse meat. Look, there are so many, you will make a lot of money."
Wang Laoer looked at the horse meat in his bowl and said hesitantly: "Your meat is not delicious."
"tasty."
"Then let me try it."
"Just taste it." The old thief secretly rejoiced.
"You said that?" Wang Laoer didn't believe it.
The old thief was like a cat that has coaxed a mouse. He smiled very kindly and said, "Lang Jun and the others can all testify."
Wang Laoer picked up a piece of horse meat. After eating it, he said dissatisfiedly: "It doesn't taste good. I won't change it."
Old thief: "..."
Yi Niang said dissatisfied: "You deserve it!"
Wang Laoer's obsession with meat was puzzling, and Yang Xuan was also a little curious, so he asked: "Why does Wang Laoer like eating meat so much?"
Wang Laoer raised his head and said, "Auntie said, whoever gives me meat all the time is a good person."
I keep eating meat!
Yang Xuan felt a little stressed.
After dinner, Yang Xuan ordered Yi Niang to rest at home, while Cao Ying went to the front to deal with political affairs. He took Wang Laoer to patrol the city.
At this moment, everyone in the city is having breakfast.
Most people stood outside their homes holding a bowl, eating and talking to their neighbors.
"It's Mingfu."
Everyone was holding bowls and looking at Yang Xuan who was coming.
The sudden silence frightened a child, holding a bowl and looking at Yang Xuan with fearful eyes.
Yang Xuan walked up to him.
Everyone stopped using their chopsticks.
Yang Xuan took out something, put it in the child's bowl, rubbed the top of his head, and said with a smile: "He is a smart child!"
After Yang Xuan walked away, the child's father lowered his head and took a look.
"It's jerky!"
"It's jerky!"
"Mingfu is really friendly to the people."
"The Ming Dynasty can fight with horse thieves. Naturally, it is not comparable to those charming bitches in the past."
"yes!"
Yang Xuan listened to the discussion behind him and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Wang Laoer felt a little aggrieved and said, "Lang Jun, this is my dried meat."
"I'll give you two yuan later!" Yang Xuan was very angry.
"I've seen the Ming Dynasty." Qian Mo also came to inspect the city.
"You came just in time, take me to see my injured brother."
Yang Xuan immediately went to visit the injured sergeant. When he heard that the medicinal materials were not enough, he ordered: "If you go to the prefecture, you must rob the medicinal materials."
Looking back, he said to Qian Mo: "We are all warriors. We cannot let them bleed and shed tears."
"Mingfu..."
A sergeant with an injured leg choked up, "With Mingfu's words, it's worth waiting for me."
"Take good care of yourself." Yang Xuan leaned over and patted his shoulder.
As he walked out, Suzaku said: "They will die for you."
"It's just a comparison of feelings."
But those who went to the state capital came back disappointed.
"There's really no medicine."
Qian Mo sighed, "That's all, this is fate."
Yang Xuan felt that his chest was full of anger, "You earn your life by yourself! Where can I find the medicinal materials?"
Qian Mo was silent for a moment, "There are horse thieves, and there are also those foreign races."
"Why?" Yang Xuan's face turned pale.
"Those foreigners can buy medicinal materials from the Liao people, and horse thieves can also buy them."
We just can’t!
Yang Xuan understood, "Chenzhou is too far from Chang'an, the people are poor, and the merchants are unwilling to come here to sell goods."
"Yes." Qian Mo didn't expect that the young county magistrate would think through the relationship in an instant, and he couldn't help but have more expectations for the future.
"Horse thief?"
Yang Xuan returned to the county house.
There are very few political affairs in Taiping County. Two petty officials, Hu Zhang and Zhen Siwen, plus Cao Ying, can handle them easily and comfortably.
"I've seen the Ming Dynasty."
The three of them stood up and saluted.
Yang Xuan nodded and came in.
"Those wounded are in urgent need of medicinal materials, and as the weather is getting colder, there will inevitably be more patients in the city. Therefore, the first thing now is to find medicinal materials."
Cao Ying was startled, "It's difficult."
“It’s hard but it has to be done.”
Yang Xuan took the map, pointed at it and said: "The left side of Taiping County is the Jibo tribe, the front is the Waxie tribe, and the back is the Yuhu tribe. The closest one is the Waxie tribe."
Cao Ying slowly slid her finger along the map, pressed it on Waxiebu, raised her head and asked, "Does Mr. Lang want to get some medicinal materials from Waxiebu?"
"That's right."
The news came at noon that day.
"Mingfu went to look for medicinal materials."
Cao Ying came out to calm people's hearts.
…
Opposite Chenzhou is Tanzhou in Northern Liao, but there is no border between the two states.
In the middle is a wide grassland.
Wherever there is grassland, there are herders, and gradually they become tribes.
With these foreign races as a buffer, even if Datang and Bei Liao turned against each other, they would not be able to defeat them for a while.
So these aliens became tool people. But tool people also have tempers, as evidenced by the fact that Taiping County was conquered seven times.
The four riders appeared on the road to Vashe.
A group of scouts appeared ahead.
"Stop!"
Four horses rein in their horses.
The scouts slowly came over and surrounded them. The leader, wearing a helmet and armor, stared at them coldly.
A young man.
A woman.
An idiot who can only giggle.
The last one... turned out to be a blind man.
The young man stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "I have met the noble man."
The leader stretched out his hand to smooth his messy beard, and a look of confusion flashed in his bloodshot eyes. The collar of his armor was exposed, covered with thick dirt. Yang Xuan even saw lice crawling in and out.
The general squinted at these people.
"Where are you coming from and where are you going?"
Yang Xuan said: "Noble sir, we are from the Tang Dynasty and are going to the Waxie tribe."
The general reached into his collar to fish it out, pinched it with two fingers, and heard a slight popping sound. He glanced at Yi Niang with a pleased look on his face, "What are you doing in the Vashe Division?"
"Go and worship the gods." Yang Xuan pointed to the old thief, "Mr. has been touching bones for thirty years and revealed many secrets, so he became blind. He received instructions from the gods a while ago, and the god who can free him is in the north.
, so we followed the oracle all the way and came here, ready to worship the gods."
"Touch the bones, oracle?"
The general squinted at the old thief and said, "touch it for me."
Yang Xuan nodded, "Please roll up your sleeves."
The general rolled up his sleeves and said, "Okay."
The old thief stretched out his hand tremblingly, grabbed the general's arm, and touched it tremblingly.
The general was startled and almost jumped up.
The old thief's hand slowly calmed down and touched his hand gently.
Like the touch of a lover.
The old thief suddenly frowned, "Why do I feel goosebumps?"
"Ahem!" Yang Xuan coughed a few times, "This is the pressure from the gods."
"Humans only like touch from the opposite sex they like, and touch from the same sex will be disgusting." Suzaku said quietly: "Of course, there are exceptions..."
The old thief stroked it, rolled his eyes and said, "Third-grade bones."
The general was confused, "What do you mean?"
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Please come this way."
When the general came over, Yang Xuan looked at him carefully.
"Third-grade bones are considered average. By the way, sir, what is your fate?"
The old thief forgot about this pre-rehearsed project, and casually said after hearing this: "It's the fate of seeing through the autumn water." After saying this, he regretted a little, thinking that he should have said a worse fate!
How to answer Lang Jun?
Damn old thief!
Yang Xuan was startled and then laughed.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The laughter is hearty.
With laughter, Yang Xuan quickly organized his thoughts.
"My lord...it seems that something is not right at home!"
Yang Xuan pinched his fingers as he spoke.
The general was startled.
I was right.
The general hesitated for a moment, "I want to see it for my wife."
wife?
The old thief rolled his eyes, "Three six."
Yang Xuan quickly pinched his fingers and raised his head suddenly, "It's difficult for noble people to be heirs..."
The general's face turned as white as a sheet of paper in an instant.
"But... there is still a chance."
Yang Xuan's words made the general overjoyed, "He is indeed an expert. He is an expert. Please enlighten me."
"This is a secret, but now we have to seek forgiveness from the gods, hey!" Yang Xuan lowered his head.
"Say it," the old thief said quietly.
Yang Xuan raised his head and glanced at the old thief worriedly, "Sir... that's all. The noble man's roots are slightly sunken and his earlobes are thin. This is the sign of cutting off heirs. If you want to change it, firstly, save one cow every year and save one person every year."
, for three consecutive years, the heir will come."
The general was startled, "That's it?"
Yang Xuan looked at him with his hands behind his hands, "This is the sin of the past life that affects this life. There is no way to get rid of it. The only way is redemption. Save one cow every year, save one person, three cows and three people every three years. This is the ultimate sacrifice.
Your wishes can reach heaven, do you understand?"
The general took out his money bag.
"Don't harm us." Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "The reward is to reveal secrets for the sake of money. The crime is unforgivable. Now we only ask for forgiveness from the gods, how can we dare to accept property?"
The last doubt in the general's mind disappeared, "Where are you going?"
"North." Yang Xuan pointed directly ahead, "The gods will stop in places with the aura of kings. We will wait and see."
"Isn't that where the Khan is?" the general said, "I'll take you there."
"The noble man still has military affairs." Yang Xuan declined politely. He was worried that the old thief would not be able to roll his eyes for long.
The general grabbed his hand and said, "What military service is as good as this? Let's go!"
"Isn't it good?" Yang Xuan glanced at the old thief.