Although the strong wind swept away Yeluzihan's voice, it did not reduce his courage at all.
Soldiers formed a long line and surrounded us to escort us on our way.
The whole army retreated to the inn in disgrace. Li Keqing called the shopkeeper and served several tables of dishes so that we, who had just been tortured by the wind and sand, could finish our food and rest early.
A few home-cooked dishes had just been served when a soldier a few tables away suddenly stood up and cursed in a foul language: "Damn, this damn weather can change at any time."
The store girl Jiang Wuhua happened to be in front of him with the dishes, and explained gently and elegantly:
"The wind is blowing up very fast today, and it looks like it won't stop for a while. I'm afraid you will have to wait a few more days to cross this desert."
When the soldier heard this, his temper rose and he cursed loudly.
"Damn it, if it hadn't been delayed for two days, we would have gone there long ago."
Yeluzihan glanced at the soldier coldly, but the soldier still continued to curse without knowing what was appropriate.
It seemed that he had just entered the army a few days ago, otherwise it would be impossible for him not to know the rule that people under Li Keqing's command should talk less and do more. I thought about it in my mind, maybe this person entered the army through the back door.
But if you go through the back door, you have to be low-key. No, Yelu Zihan's temper got worse. A cold wind blew by, and the man quickly leaned towards the table next to him. When he calmed down, his left hand came with the ball that Yelu Zihan had just thrown.
The chopsticks were stuck to the dining table.
Yelu Zihan calmly took out another pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder, picked up a piece of braised pork, put it into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, as if what just happened had nothing to do with him.
Seeing this situation, no one in the army, including Li Keqing, dared to say a word. They all sat back in their seats angrily and lowered their heads to eat.
The store girl Jiang Wuhua looked at the soldier's legs trembling constantly, and his trouser legs were wet all of a sudden. She didn't know whether it was because he was brave or because he had never seen Yelu Zihan being so angry that he was not afraid of death, and he moved towards Yelu headlessly.
Zi Han said in a sullen tone.
"You should leave our inn immediately. Rude people like you are not welcome here."
That sweet voice was like an oriole's, mixed with disgust and a look of justice.
I've been staying here for two days, but I haven't had time to take a good look at the store girl.
In front of her, she has bright eyes and white teeth, shining with hope, with a thin layer of powder on her face, and a little bit of rouge, just like the newly grown lotus, with a little bit of attractive tender pink revealed in the holy white.
The fabric was not silk, but it gave off a graceful temperament on her body.
The little face that swells up because of anger has a different kind of beauty. There is only one sentence in my mind - this woman is so ladylike when she is angry. Look at myself again, eh==! Forget it, I still won’t look at it.
wonderful.
"Ke Qing."
Yelu Zihan put down his chopsticks and spoke coldly.
Looking at his expressionless face, I knew that this shop girl was in trouble. Yelu Zihan was not the kind of master who would take pity on women, except for the legendary Qi Yun Guodi who took good care of me in every possible way and whom I had never met.
There was a beautiful woman named Yan Li. It is said that Yelu Zihan was so tender in front of her.
"master."
Before Yelu Zihan could decide what to do, Li Keqing had already taken out a stack of banknotes from his arms and handed them to Yelu Zihan.