Ding Hao knew that the general was not talking about him, but he was still shaken subconsciously by his angry shout. He turned around and saw a young man coming out of the "Yingchun Pavilion" next to him. This young man was walking out of the "Yingchun Pavilion".
Wearing a cotton jacket with a bamboo pattern round collar, a brocade belt around the waist, and a foxtrot hat on his head, he looked polite and talented, but there were some blue bags under his eyes, and he looked like a drunken master.
Such a person should be shaking a small gold-painted fan or carrying a starling cage. Even if he doesn't use these necessary equipment for a dandy in the middle of winter, he shouldn't have an eagle on his arm, but he just wears an armband.
There was an eagle standing steadily on the armband. The eagle was probably not yet mature, and there was a chain tied to its feet, which looked nondescript.
He had just walked out of the "Yingchun Pavilion" calmly. Behind him, the old bustard was saying goodbye to him in a sweet voice. When he heard the general shouting questions, he couldn't help but stop blankly and looked at the general inexplicably. He was surprised.
He said authentically: "This lieutenant, do you have any advice?"
According to the folk customs of the Song Dynasty, military generals are all respectfully addressed as Taiwei, just as commoners call military masters when they meet soldiers, and they call them "gongye" when they meet official servants. It does not actually refer to his official position.
The black-faced general didn't know where he got distracted. He strode forward with a sullen face and asked in a rough voice: "What's your name?"
When the young master saw two rows of big men protecting the general, he looked up at him and tremblingly replied: "Master Taiwei, my name is Ye Zhixuan."
"what for?"
"Xiaosheng is the young boss of the Ye family car dealership on Xijiaolou Street."
The black-faced general glared at him and shouted: "A car dealer? At this hour, it's time to load the carriages and rest the horses in preparation for getting up early in the morning to hit the road. Why can't I see you working at home?"
"Am I doing your shit at home?" The young master cursed secretly, but did not dare to show it on his face. He could only reply with a grimace: "Go back to Taiwei, my father will be in charge of the business in Xiaosheng's home. Xiaosheng will go back."
It doesn’t matter if it’s later.”
"Fuck your motherfucker!"
The black-faced general was furious. He stretched out his carrot-like fingers and tapped his forehead. He nodded his head up and down like a chicken pecking at rice. The black-faced general spat and cursed:
"Look at your coward, a chaotic thing that only knows how to lie on women's bellies and exert force. Your father works hard at home, but you use your money to visit prostitutes. What's that on your shoulder?"
Mr. Ye stood at the feet of the tall and mighty black-faced general, like a quail standing at the feet of an eagle. He timidly replied: "Come back to Lieutenant, this... this is an eagle..."
"Eagle? A poor guy like you wants to raise an eagle? What a prodigal son. An eagle eats several kilograms of meat a day. Your father worked hard to earn money to raise you, but you spent the money to buy meat to honor this flat-haired beast.
Damn it! Let me go immediately, go home and do some good work, and if I see you wandering around the streets again, I will give you twenty army sticks."
That Young Master Ye Zhixuan was scolded by the black-faced general, and his face turned pale as a result of the scolding. Seeing the ferocious look on the eyes of the two sergeants next to him, he eagerly wanted to go forward and grab him. Although he was reluctant to let go, he quickly relieved himself.
Hold the chain in your hand and raise your arms to let the eagle spread its wings and fly away.
The eagle flapped its wings and soared high, letting out a clear cry, and then flew away into the wind. Mr. Ye reluctantly watched its retreating figure, and secretly lamented: "What the hell did I, a good guy like me, crash into?"
It’s so evil. It’s flying, it’s flying, sixty sticks, an eagle worth sixty sticks..."
"What are you looking at? You don't know how to honor your parents, but you only know how to idle around. It's simply not something made by humans!"
The black-faced general was about to fight, and was so frightened that Mr. Ye, who was looking into the sky and lamenting, ran away with his head in his hands. The black-faced general was still aggrieved. He turned his eyes and suddenly saw two people under the eaves of the roadside talking and laughing. One of them turned to face the other. One of them said something, and the other person laughed. He couldn't help but suspect that they were talking about him, so he immediately rushed over and shouted: "What did you say to him?"
The man was startled, nodded quickly and said, "Go back to Lieutenant Commander, I'm talking about Han Xin."
When the black-faced general heard this, he was furious and cursed with his halberd finger: "You still want to deceive me? You are a duplicitous thing. I am such a sophisticated person, how can I be deceived by a thief like you? Today I asked Come here, you lied to me and said you were talking about Han Xin. Tomorrow in front of Han Xin, wouldn’t you say you were talking about me..."
After Ding Hao heard this, his cheek muscles immediately twitched violently several times, and he used great strength to hold back the laughter that burst out of his mouth. He remembered that in his time, there was a popular singer who listened to "The River is Red" and felt that The lyrics were very good, so I wanted to ask the lyricist Yue Fei to help write the lyrics. The singer and the general became friends for a while.
The scolded man was setting up a dragon gate formation with his companions to tell the story of Han Xin, the hero of the early Han Dynasty. Hearing what the captain said, he couldn't help but be speechless. He wanted to explain, but he was afraid that the general would become angry because of his shame, so he couldn't do it. When the black-faced general saw what he said, he scolded him with confidence: "How can an upright man imitate a talkative woman? Are you feeling guilty? Humph! You're worthless trying to trick me, Cheng Da Chong." Thing, get out of here quickly!"
When the two unlucky guys heard this, they immediately felt like they had been granted amnesty. One went east and the other went west and dispersed. The black-faced general who was a member of the Animal Protection Association walked away angrily. Ding Hao looked angry and funny. Looking at the general's appearance, he guessed that he had suffered from cowardice somewhere and was deliberately looking for trouble. It was a pity that the young master had an eagle. Such a majestic eagle was indeed worth a lot of money.
An old man who was watching the excitement saw that everyone had dispersed, so he also picked up his burden and went on the road. He banged his bamboo stick "dong, dong dong" and shouted: "Yanyue wontons~~ Come, steaming hot, freshly cooked Yanyue wontons~ ~~"
Seeing that he was wandering around the city doing small business, Ding Hao quickly shouted: "Old man, please stay."
The old man looked back and saw Ding Hao hurriedly took two steps and asked with a smile: "Old man, do you know where the Ding family's grain team who entered the city yesterday lives?"
The old man smiled and said: "I'm very sorry, I didn't know that."
Ding Hao said disappointedly: "It's strange. I can't tell where the more than a thousand troops have been settled. I have to ask them from family to family."
The old man said: "Are you looking for people from the Ding family's grain team? With more than a thousand people and horses, no inn in the inner city can accommodate them. To say the least, it can only be done by the large carriage and horse shop opened by the Ye family's carriage shop in the west of the city. .The old man remembers that the Ding family's motorcade entered the city yesterday and was indeed headed to the west. I might as well go there and have a look."
Ye's carriage and horse shop was the last of the big inns that Ding Hao asked about. Because it was the farthest away, Ding Hao put it at the end. When he heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and said repeatedly: "Thank you, old man, uh... Which road here leads to the West City?"
The old man smiled and said: "Are you a foreigner? The alleys in the city are like spider webs. How can I explain it so clearly at the moment? Just follow me. The old man is going to Xijiaolou Street. I will show you when I get there.
It’s not far.”
Ding Hao thanked the old man repeatedly and turned into an alley with the old man. The snow on the ground was as smooth as a mirror. Seeing that the old man was getting older, Ding Hao said, "Old man, let me help you carry the burden for a while."
The burden swayed rhythmically on the old man's shoulders. The old man walked steadily. Hearing the words, he smiled and said: "Thank you for your kindness, little brother. If you can't bear this burden, it may not be as easy as the old man. Besides, this road
It's too slippery, your boots don't grip the ground well, I'd better do it myself, old man."
Ding Hao looked down and found that the old man's shoes were tied with thin hemp ropes, which acted as anti-skid chains. The soles of his feet were indeed much more stable than his.
Ding Hao asked casually: "The big carriage shop the old man mentioned is run by the Ye Family Car Shop?"
The old man said: "No, hahaha, it's the big carriage and horse shop owned by Mr. Ye's family who was ordered to let go of the eagle by Taiwei Cheng just now. The Ye family's carriage shop has branches all over Dafu, a large city in the northwest, except
Transportation, and also running inns.”
Ding Hao couldn't help laughing when he thought of the unlucky young man, and asked: "Who is that Captain Cheng?"
The old man said: "That Lieutenant Cheng is our lord of Guangyuan, General Cheng."