Chapter Seven A Bowl of Rice
The officers looked around. Many people were just looking at this side and didn't pay much attention to other places. A person in charge of watching the horse came closer and said, "It seemed like he had a breath and left." Zeng Shiquan understood. He only smiled coldly. At this time, the sound of hooves on the road was heard. Several horsemen protected An Siti, the empty carriage, also chased after him. He winked at the side. The officers rushed forward and pulled Xiao Shengzi, the leader, off the horse. The other people also rushed to the side to escort them.
Xiao Shengzi was covered in sweat and muddy neck. His left cheek was swelling and swelling, like a steamed bun just out of the trunk. The red light contained under the skin seemed to flow from one side to the other side, making the whole face feel radiant. He had long lost his former temperament. He was not angry when he was grabbed in his hand. His eyes were only rumbling around and searching.
Just as the officers carried Chang Sihao into the car, Zeng Shiquan turned around and looked at him again. He bowed and smiled, "Grandpa Sheng is so good." Xiao Shengzi's body was weak and his knees were pierced: "Prince forgives the crime. I dare not take it as a young man." Zeng Shiquan said, "What are you afraid to take it as an ancestor? I call someone else's ancestor all day long. Aren't you grandpa? Get up quickly. Our family is too young. I have no one to tell people to live a long life."
"Prince, please forgive me." Xiao Shengzi raised his cheeks and smiled awkwardly. He tilted his thin neck as if he was a little aggrieved: "You are with the governor all day long. If you don't brush perfume, you will be soaked thoroughly. The little one is just a dog. I will eat whatever they pull. I know that I have a full stomach and don't know the smell when I open my mouth. I don't know if the smell is swelling. I don't know if I have a scent. I don't know if the smell is sensational. Then, the little one is also a dog from our Dongchang factory, a dog from the governor, and your dog from your master. Those who are not humans don't treat us as humans. If the master says this, there is really no place for me to stand up."
Zeng Shiquan said, "Oh, I am young and I speak so cruelly that I dare not listen. Your master is not here now. He is either human or him. When I get to him, who should I become?"
Xiao Shengzi clapped his legs and said bitterly: "The Master understands. Isn't that just the words? You know the most about the matter in the factory. Who is not a monkey pulling a vine through the stream, climbing a day of power, living a day of life, but for this bowl of rice, everyone is himself. Who is really in his heart? But this vine is also new, old, tender and tough. The monkey also has a high eyebrows and low eyes. After hearing what I said, the Master will know our hearts. In fact, who is the master of whom. You can't go wherever you go. Poor we can't even make a monkey. It turns into a maggot. The same maggot. People are in the soy jar. We are in the cesspool. What's the solution? You have to hold your fingers and suck your pupa upwards with all your strength."
Speaking of this, he saw that Zeng Shiquan's eyebrows were slightly frowning, as if he thought he was talking dirty. In fact, there was a little smile in his eyes. He was not really annoyed. He hurriedly said, "Look at my stinky mouth. I just farted a few times and brought out shit." He raised his hand and gently patted his swollen cheeks twice.
Zeng Shiquan snorted and said, "Others kissing are a little bigger than your movements. So, get up and listen to some serious matters." As he said that, he raised his hands and walked to his horse. Xiao Shengzi was busy. He bent his body and rubbed his legs like a pot. He said, "You said you." He walked out more than a dozen steps and left the crowd. Zeng Shiquan raised his head, as if he was about to wipe the nebula and jade on the shadow of the tree and glanced around like a blind eye. Then he said, "The Marquis is devoted to serving the country. When he was brave in the front, he was accidentally injured by the bandit leader. Zeng didn't protect him. Even though he rescued him in time, he could not escape the responsibility. Your little ancestors have already come to the front to apologize for me."
When Xiao Shengzi heard that he paused here, he immediately understood and quickly collapsed his back spine and said softly: "He ran away to the master. He was exhausted and he couldn't grab it." He said this and glanced up: "Except those two servants, the rest of the worker are mine." Some hints came out of his eyes.
Zeng Shiquan said, "He rushed out of the team. You couldn't take care of it for a while. When you catch up, you may find that he had a horse, either planted under the shade of a tree or climbed into a ditch. His property was gone. The criminals didn't know where to go. Do you think so?" Xiao Shengzi smiled and said, "June is in trouble. Jiangnan is not peaceful. Such things are hard to guarantee." Zeng Shiquan glanced at him with a look of contempt. He said with a cold face: "The Marquis is here. But there is a big difference. I can't take him to rescue him. Since you know that your master is in trouble, you should take people to pick him up quickly. If you can't catch up, you will have to pursue your responsibility."
"This..." Xiao Shengzi looked embarrassed.
Zeng Shiquan raised his long voice: "What's wrong?"
Xiao Shengzi smiled and said with a smile: "By the master. When you came back, we didn't have much effort. The things here are all small and we will report them to him. It's just a rough idea. There is nothing to do with it. It's better..." Zeng Shiquan said: "Oh. What do you mean by saying this? It seems that I was not urging you to be kind. It seems that he was afraid that he would sue me for a wrongdoer and force you to chase and kill me." Xiao Shengzi hurriedly said: "I dare not, but I dare. Master's kindness. That's a sage. The meaning of small means. No matter how big a personal matter is, it is a small matter. No matter how small a public matter is, it is a big matter. Since you have reported to Lushan truthfully, you don’t have to worry too much about anything else. Besides, no matter how big he is, he is just a slave. No matter how big he is, he can still be better than the Marquis. Now the Marquis is really dangerous. He wants to talk about serving people. He doesn’t dare to say that he is good at what he is doing. At least he can do. He can make some rest for you. He will not let you go again and be imprisoned again. He will hurt his spirits."
Looking at his mushroom-headed appearance, Zeng Shiquan couldn't help but smile. He also saw that he really didn't have the courage to do big things. He said, "That's what we said. It's rare that you know how to be considerate of the Marquis. It can be seen that he is a caring child. In this way, let's protect the car and leave slowly."
Since A Yao discovered that Chang Sihao had his eyes kept coming away. He was always unconscious and weak during the bandaging process, and was at mercy. He didn't know that Zeng Shiquan was fed by someone. He just thought that he was seriously injured and dying. He watched him being carried into a cart. The curtain was put down and cut his vision. He was so anxious that he could not do anything. While he was thinking about it, the rope suddenly loosened and he was pulled off his horse again. Zeng Shiquan was calling someone to give some instructions in the distance. The officials were no longer in a hurry to rush on the road. Then he set up a tent on the side of the road to reveal the camp.
Among the criminals, including Ayao, there were five women in a total of them. They were all held in one tent. Two officers were guarding the tent. Huo Ligu and Sonam Gyatso were the most dangerous. The people on the hill and Lu Huangqiao were personally responsible. The cart was taken care of by Xiao Shengzi. Zeng Shiquan was the most relaxed. He sat around the fire and chatted with Fang Zhennuo.
Ayao was tilted in the tent. Thinking back to what Ji Yeping said about his elder brother being a marquis of Yunzhong in Beijing. He was still fighting with Guo Dugong of the East Factory. Now, although these people from the East Factory were treated, they were not really nervous and seemed to have other purposes. Therefore, they were still worried. He listened to Fang Zhennuo's laughter in a daze. Obviously, he was very happy to chat with Zeng Shiquan. If it weren't for the old nun that he forgot to open the acupoint before leaving, so that he could stay under the window and hear his conversation with Yun Bianqing. He would never have thought that such a gentle person would be so dirty and dirty in his heart. The reason why he got behind the window of the small house had nothing to do with him. He could actually go with the flow and take this as a credit on his body. Such behavior is even more shameless and rogue.
Just as she was thinking, she felt someone talking to her in a low voice, her voice was vague, but very familiar. When she looked around, she squatted not far behind her. She had a black face, a big body, and a slash. The shadow was Chang Sihao. She was very happy. She didn't know where the strength came from. She turned around and stood up. The rope on her wrist was also freed at some point. She was probably Chang Sihao helped her and was full of joy. She was about to call "Brother", but Chang Sihao made a gesture to her. It probably meant to go quickly. Then she turned around and ran towards the forest. She hurried forward Chasing. Heikong ran for more than ten or twenty steps. Behind him, he shouted that the horse was neighing, as if it was far and near. It seemed that Fang Zhennuo found it. He followed him with people. He saw that Chang Sihao ran farther and farther away. The pursuers chased him closer and closer. He was weak and flew his legs to the ground. He just couldn't run. He wanted to call the elder brother but couldn't shout out loud. When he was so anxious that his body suddenly flew up in the air. It seemed as if he had possessed his body with light skills. He was just in a happy mood. He fell down again quickly. With a "bang" sound, he fell to the ground. Someone shouted, "It's time to eat."
Ayao felt a pain in his body. He opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the wetland not far from the tent. In the nearest part of his face, there were a few bowls of white rice among the colorful grass leaves. The heat was steaming. The officer who had just thrown the bowl was walking away. The soles and heels of the boots were lifted and raised. There was a whirring sound on the wetland. An unknown bird was chirping and pecking the shade of the tree, leaking his shoulders. It turned out that it was dawn.
Ayao supported his arms and felt that the numbness had disappeared. It turned out that the acupoint had been untied. At this time, the "bang" sounded beside him. He fell down like a mountain and fell down again. He had a few mud footprints on his naked white shoulders. It was the fat woman. She fell to the ground, rolled her body, and rolled her limbs into a ball. She sat up like a tumbler. Seeing the bowl of rice, she reached out and digged out. She dug out a bowl of rice. Her hands were slightly rounded up, pinched into a rice ball and threw it into her mouth.
When the three Ming concubines were also taken out of the tent, the bowls on the grass were already empty. They had no food to eat. They had a few words to exchange a few words, and then began to protest loudly. The officers couldn't understand what they said. They came over but saw that the bowls were empty. It was Ayao and Zhang Shisanniang who ate it. They were so angry that they "bangbang" and cursed: "Fat cucumbers, dead knives, and they didn't have other abilities. They knew how to grab food." They turned their heads and cursed: "Three crickets were chirping. Eat a few fewer bites to starve you to death."
Zhang Shisanniang had a lot of flesh on her body. It didn't matter if she was trembling. Ayao was weak. She felt like she was getting a hammer when she was hurt. She couldn't get up for a while. Huo Liguwen and Sonam Gyatso sat outside another small tent not far away. She was watching the people on the hill and Lu Huangqiao. The officials from the East Factory were in a circle. The sword was unsheathed and pointed at their backs. Huo Liguwen saw that no one had the intention of serving rice for the three Ming concubines. So he raised his bowl and said, "Let's share the rice for them."
After raising it for a long time, no one responded. When he looked around, the officials around him were expressionless. The people on the hill and Lu Huangqiao looked at him coldly. It seemed that he wanted to support them and escape. He raised his eyebrows and was about to speak. He stretched out a hand next to him and gently took the rice. It was Fang Zhennuo.
Huo Li Guwen thought to himself: "Although this man defected to Dongchang, it has not been long after all. He is still a little human."
Fang Zhennuo weighed his job and chuckled, saying, "It's rare that the national teacher is so passionate. Let Zhennuo be a beautiful woman."
Huo Liguwen was so angry that his eyebrows were jumping around: As he said this, he gave up his rice for the three Ming concubines. It seemed to be for the love between men and women. His body was about to break out. The sword blade immediately pressed down from behind the neck.
Fang Zhennuo smiled and turned around. But he saw Zeng Shiquan behind his back. He smiled and said, "How can a bowl of rice be enough for three people to eat?" He said, and took the bowl. He walked to the three Ming concubines and glanced down from a high place. He said, "But those who speak birds are their own birds. As for birds, they are enough to eat bird food." He waved his hand and splashed the rice on the ground.
Fang Zhennuo understood that he was not intentionally playing tricks. Instead, he was wary of the fire. Li Guwen hid something secretly in the rice. He also had the intention of being careful of himself. He smiled slightly and said nothing for a while. Zeng Shiquan looked at the rice on the ground and threw the empty bowl aside: "Supply another bowl for the national teacher."
Huo Liguwen was so angry that his body trembled, causing the steel chains to tremble. He brought food to his office. He turned his head away and ignored it. Sonam Gyatso was the same as usual and ate his own.
Zeng Shiquan looked like "I love to eat but not to eat". He ignored the stares of the three Ming concubines. He turned to the direction of the cart and asked, "How is it?"
Xiao Shengzi lifted the curtain and said, "Go back to the master. I just took a bowl of porridge for the marquis." Zeng Shiquan nodded and looked around, "Well, it's almost time to start." He raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The officers immediately started to dismantle the tent and prepare the horses and packed their bags. Sonam Gyatso had a small half of the rice left and had not finished the bowl. He was not angry. In the messy legs, Ayao, who was lying on the wet grass, stretched out his hand and picked up the rice pieces stained with mud and soil on the ground. He pressed it into his mouth one by one. His eyes were cold and firm. Fang Zhengnuo glanced at her when he turned around. Then he turned his eyes away.
After departure, the team was walking leisurely and casually without any tension. The officials expected that Lushan would be in full swing at this moment. Even if Ji Yeping informed the governor of the siege in advance, he would have rushed over to apologize earlier. Besides, An Siti was copied in front of him. Maybe he would make trouble in front of the governor. The master was so slow and he was really a little confused. However, no one dared to mention the soul in his heart. He had been walking for more than an hour. Suddenly, two horses died on the ground by the road. After checking, the officer replied, "Master, I don't know where the horse is. I don't know. I have no saddles and bridles. I have all the foam on my lips. I should be exhausted." Zeng Shiquan smiled and pointed in front of me. The convoy continued to move forward for more than 40 miles. I haven't passed a town shop. But I see that the forests on both sides are dense, the weeds are getting deeper, and the path is gradually narrowing and difficult to walk. It seems that there is a smoke-green mountain that appears from the blue sky and white clouds. The road is floating like dust.
Chapter completed!