A few furry kids were holding wooden sticks as swords.
"Er Gou, you are Qiu Chuji's awesome guy. You are always sided with Xiaoying. She is one of our Jiangnan Seven Freaks."
"No, I don't want to be a bull nose anymore, I also want to be the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan."
The leader of the eldest children quit and angrily said: "Why don't you keep your words? As we agreed yesterday, one person will be a bull's-eye for a day."
The child named Ergou looked at the little girl playing Han Xiaoying and said aggrievedly: "Then I won't play anymore. Please give me back my father's pole, huh."
The eldest child was stunned, looked at the pole in his hand, and nodded helplessly, "Okay, okay, then you play the butcher Zhang Asheng today. Sanwa, you go and play the old Taoist Niubi."
"Ah, I don't want..."
The playfulness of several children attracted the attention of many passers-by. When the third child, who played Qiu Chuji, was chased and beaten by seven children, he burst into laughter.
In the eyes of children, the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan are all good people, while Quanzhen Taoist Qiu Chuji is the villain.
Of course, adults will not argue with children about values such as things like that. Anyway, they just treat it as a fun.
It has been three issues since "She Withered" was serialized on the Dragon Tiger List. Whether it is a teahouse or a wine shop, the shopkeeper will invite a storyteller to drum up business.
Some children from aristocratic families spend the whole afternoon listening to it, and their sales of wine and tea are constantly increasing.
The sky today has a hint of mist, perhaps holding back a spring rain.
It was not until after noon that the rain fell on the earth in a steady patter, which also symbolized that the footsteps of spring had officially entered the border of Hedong.
After Wei Cheng had lunch, he asked the steward Wei Mu and the general Dian Wei to come.
At this time, on Xuanwu Street, Wei Cheng was in front, and Dian Wei was walking behind, holding a huge oil-paper umbrella.
Pedestrians passing by all looked at the oil-paper umbrella curiously, because they had never seen such a big one before.
Wei Cheng and Dian Wei stood under the umbrella, and there was more than enough space.
Because it was raining as fine as a feather, most pedestrians on the street did not use umbrellas.
Looking down from a high altitude, Wei and Cheng look like a leaf flowing in a river full of people. The big word "Wei" on the leaf looks very eye-catching.
The two of them walked into a restaurant and were directly led by the shopkeeper to a seat by the window on the second floor.
It was cold in spring, so the shopkeeper carefully prepared two small red clay stoves.
When Wei Cheng saw this, he simply asked the shopkeeper to bring another copper pot, and he and Dian Wei ate mutton hot pot while admiring the rain scene and the passers-by on the street.
Some people may ask, what is so interesting about this group of people?
How could there not be!
Let’s look at the mountain people carrying shelves and see where those loads of herbs come from.
Look at the old woman who is in a hurry. The vegetable basket in her hand is full of fresh wild vegetables.
Not to mention those urchins playing carefree, but occasionally a few well-dressed women passing by, which is an affirmation of the prosperity of Anyi.
After eating for a while, a long-awaited figure finally appeared on the street.
Huangfu Song, one of the seventy-two generals in ancient times, was also a tragic figure of the foolish and loyal Han Dynasty.
As soon as he arrived in Anyi yesterday, Wei Cheng received the news.
The reason why I came out to hang out today was because I wanted to meet this veteran for a while.
The two of them were separated by a sea of people, but they stood out in each other's eyes. Wei Cheng had an indifferent smile on his face, and Huangfu Song's temples were as white as snow, yet still sharp, and his posture was as tall and straight as a pine tree.
Dian Wei didn't know if he had awakened his animal nature, but he suddenly stood up and looked around.
When Wei Cheng saw this, he burst out laughing and said to him, "If you're evil, sit down and continue eating. Don't do anything wrong."
Dian Wei's thick eyebrows were furrowed, his leopard eyes full of vigilance, "Sir, I smell a very strong smell of blood."
Wei Cheng's expression changed.
Huangfu Song has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small. When it comes to the smell of blood, he said he was second and no one dared to say he was first.
However, Dian Wei is worthy of being Dian Wei, and worthy of being my evildoer.
Wei Cheng squinted his eyes and looked at Huangfu Song, his father and his son, and his fifth uncle Wei Zhuo who were walking up the stairs.
"Please take a seat."
Wei Cheng did not stand up, not because he did not know etiquette, but because Huangfu Song was not strong enough to make him stand up.
Regardless of official position or strength.
Huangfu Song even had to clasp fists with Wei Cheng and salute.
"Your Majesty, Huangfu Song, has met Mr. Wei Shijun."
Wei Cheng nodded nonchalantly, then looked at his fifth uncle Wei Zhao, who cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Cheng'er, the person in the mansion doesn't know anything about it."
Wei Cheng said "hmm" with satisfaction.
Huangfu Song and his son frowned slightly, wondering who the person in the mansion was.
At the same time, they also had an answer for Wei Cheng's meeting with them outside. I guess Wei Cheng was hiding from someone on purpose.
The shopkeeper of the restaurant quickly brought food and wine.
In addition to the small red clay stove and copper pot, there are also a large number of fresh vegetables. Compared with meat, vegetables in this season are rare.
Huangfu Song and his son looked at each other in amazement. They both knew that the Wei family had a secret method of growing fresh fruits and vegetables in winter. Today they saw so many kinds of vegetables, and more than half of them they didn't recognize. Both father and son were amazed.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.
Huangfu Song first said: "When I arrived in Hedong County this time, what I saw and heard along the way was very rare. Some of them I have some doubts about. I hope you can help me clear up my doubts."
Wei Teng took a sip of wine and responded with a smile: "General, please tell me."
"The Longshan Army is so powerful, why hasn't it been so long to go south to rectify the imperial court and help the Han Dynasty?"
Huangfu Song's words were so shocking that Huangfuli and Wei Wei were so frightened that they both opened their mouths.
Is Longshan’s army strong?
This does not seem to be a question. Everyone in the world knows how powerful the Longshan Army is, but everyone who has truly experienced it has died.
seeing is believing.
After Huangfu Song arrived in Anyi yesterday, he did not enter the city immediately. Instead, he visited the Longshan Army's military exercise site in the suburbs.
When those five thousand iron hooves passed by overwhelmingly, the shock that left Huangfu Song could only be described in four words... an invincible master.
He joined the army at the age of fourteen and took command of the army at the age of eighteen. Huangfusong has gone through countless battles, big and small. Whether it was civil strife, rebels, or foreign border troubles, he was always able to overcome them.
However, when he faced the Wei clan's five thousand Longshan Army with his own eyes, he realized that his past self was just a small fight.
If he really encountered such a powerful army, he would have been buried in the dust of history long ago.
After the shock, Huangfusong quickly calmed down.
Immediately afterwards, a big doubt hung in my mind, which could not be dispelled for a long time.
"This Wei family, no, what on earth is this Wei Cheng waiting for?"
With such a powerful army, the whole world is open to him, but he just lives in a corner and seems not to be tempted by the world.
That would be fine if that were the case, but what he did seemed to be planning something.
Huangfu Song can lead troops and fight, but he can't even get the high hopes of one of the ten permanent attendants with these intrigues, otherwise he would not be framed and then demoted to guard the imperial mausoleum.
If you can't figure it out, just ask.
This is also the main reason why Huangfusong asked this question instead of mentioning cooperation.
However, he was so straightforward that Wei Cheng didn't know how to respond to him.