In Xiliang, military parades are an extraordinary event.

Gu Xianfo only gave Xiliang Military Camp ten days to prepare, but five or six days later, the news that the prince was going to parade had spread throughout Xiliang. After seven or eight days, there were already crowds of people outside the cordon of the Xiliang Army Base Camp. Not to mention every household that set up camp here, there were more than dozens of people who were pushing their own small wooden car to sell all kinds of food and tea here.

In this huge population base, the people of Xiliang who were attracted by the military parade have been increasing in recent days. Many people are people from other counties and counties. They rode fast horses for several days before they came to the outside of the base camp. So many people gathered together, friction and collisions are certainly indispensable. The people of Xiliang are born with strong people. Although everyone outside this military camp dare not take a knife and fight head-on, since the news that the King of Xiliang was about to parade out, there have been at least 30 fights between the people outside the Xiliang army base camp. Some are because of the position, some are because they have looked at other people's beautiful ladies, and some are because they don't like each other.

Murong Changqing, who had been responsible for maintaining the military affairs of the Xiliang army during Gu Xianfo's absence from Xiliang, did not dare to neglect after hearing the news from his subordinates, and hurriedly sent a whole battalion of troops to rectify the order. The three thousand people sent out were also in a bad mood. In the small comparison the day before yesterday, this battalion was defeated by another battalion with a slight gap of 27 people. He originally wanted to sharpen the knife more and sharpen the sword, and the prince could show his face more during the military parade. Unfortunately, the crowd gathered outside the camp was restless, so he had to aggrieved them and the "defeated generals" to come to maintain the rectification.

After these people were sent out of the Xiliang military camp, they were all wearing hard and held sharp edges. Although the Xiliang sword on their waists would not be easily sheathed and chopped at their own people, the poplar sticks as thick as bowls in their hands were not a joke. Whenever they found that they were deliberately provoking trouble, the Xiliang soldiers who were responsible for maintaining order came up with three sticks, one stick hit the back, one stick swept the legs, and one stick poked the belly. Relying on these three thousand men who were dressed in a dark face, the order outside the camp was finally rectified.

Dou Tianbao was originally a wanderer in the Central Plains. He did not make any big mistakes and made many small mistakes.

Because he slept a few days ago, he was chased and killed for half a month. In desperation, he was fortunate to pass through Yumen Pass and come to Xiliang to avoid it. Originally, Dou Tianbao was afraid that he would be stopped and stripped naked by the fierce horse thief of Yumen Pass alone, but he did not expect that he would be unobstructed to Xiliang along the way.

After coming to Xiliang, Dou Tianbao could be said to be "standing on the ground and looking at people with new eyes". He was blinded by the customs and customs in the Xiliang world. Fortunately, before he was about to be poor and destitute, he was lucky to meet a scholar from a small Xiliang tribe. Although this scholar was from a small tribe, the girl he followed was really beautiful. In addition, although the scholar was not dressed, he was indeed generous in his actions. Dou Tianbao followed the scholar happily, and called him "Brother Ximen" very intimately.

Seeing another patrolman holding a poplar ring stick walking over with a dark face, Dou Tianbao let out a long sigh and gently poked Ximen Qing, who was not handsome and of an ordinary figure beside him with his elbow, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Ximen, what are the winds of these patrolmen going out to patrol? They owed him half a day, walking around with a dark face, and they were not afraid of scaring me, Little Chan."

The girl who was called Xiaochan by Dou Tianbao just smiled delicately and lowered her head. This Xiaochan girl is really beautiful, with her ice-skinned and jade-bone black hair like a waterfall. She is a first-class beauty. She looks a bit pale and her body is useless. Every time she can't walk half a mile, she calls her tired and rested. Sometimes Dou Tianbao secretly slandered her evilly in her heart. Although this woman looks charming and charming, her body is indeed a bit poor. How can she withstand the whipping of men in bed like this?

Dou Tianbao actually couldn't tell whether he was mixed with this scholar named Ximen Qing because of the few taels of silver in Ximen Qing's pocket or because of the little cicada girl he brought out.

Ximen Qing said he was a cousin, but Dou Tianbao saw countless people. Looking at the smiles between the men, you know that this was probably a pair of cousins ​​on the bed. However, Dou Tianbao was able to wander in the Central Plains for so long, and he relied on this three-legged skill, so Dou Tianbao saw it, but he never said it.

Ximen Qing heard Dou Tianbao complain and smiled and said, "Maybe there are too many people outside. Although these soldiers are elite, there are few people. If you don't make your posture, you can't intimidate these Xiliang barbarians. Brother Dou, you don't know from the middle. These grassland barbarians are barefoot and don't worry about wearing shoes. If you disagree, you will draw your sword to face each other. Look at the people around you, maybe one of them is a vicious outlaw."

Speaking of the three words "outlaw", Dou Tianbao's heart burst, but it still showed smoothness on the surface. He walked forward side by side with Ximen Qing and smiled: "According to what Brother Ximen said, then I must be careful. This Xiliang does not seem to be a good place. Brother Ximen, you said that the King of Xiliang had just arrived in Xiliang and was parading with great fanfare. What do you want to do? Are you illuminating your muscles to Chang'an, or is he sore and trying to shake off his majesty?"

Ximen Qing stood in front of a small car selling meat pies, took out a few cents from his waist and handed it to the stall owner. He took three meat pies and handed them as breakfast. He handed them to Dou Tianbao and left one by himself. The last one got rid of his face and the street owner cut it into a greasy paper bag before handing it to his cousin behind him. After his cousin Xiaochan took the meat pies, he first smiled at Ximen Qingwan, and then began to use breakfast delicately.

After tearing the warm and soft meat pie in his hand hard, Ximen Qing just answered: "We are just a commoner in the public. How can we know what the prince of Xiliang is thinking? But I think it would be not a wise move if he wants to brighten his muscles to Chang'an. So I see, he probably wants to finally become the prince and want to take the opportunity to shake his power. After all, Xiliang is very messy. Maybe how many days he can do it."

Dou Tianbao was chewing the meat pie while laughing at Ximen Qing's words, but he did not respond. Dou Tianbao had traveled all over the world for so many years, so he naturally knew some of the disgusting tempers of these poor scholars. Sometimes, when facing a wild man like him, these down-and-out scholars were like seeing a real hero. They not only had food and drink, but also had to give a bag of real money and silver as a gift when they parted. But if they met those scholars with a higher position than him, they would slander them in every way and vicious. Each of them was actually just trying to express one meaning: he could sit in that position because he was lucky and his real talent was far worse than me. If I had the luck of his, he would have done much better than him.

Originally, Dou Tianbao thought that this brother Ximen who had just met would not have such vulgarity, but now it seems that Ximen Qing still cannot escape the rude.

Maybe there are too many lucky scholars in the world?

Dou Tianbao laughed out loud as he thought about the many great officials he had met along the way.

Ximen Qing didn't expect that Brother Dou, who was born in the grass, could take on his own words, so he continued to walk around casually while watching the new things in the crowd.

Just after walking two steps, a strong bearded man sitting on the ground not far away saw Xiao Chan’s graceful figure and felt as if he was captured. He suddenly stood up from his own small world and laughed loudly: "Little sister, how can you chew on this broken cake? Come here, brother love, have good meat and good food here!"

As soon as the bearded shouted, the eyes of most people around him fell on Ximen Qing and the other three. The few ruffians who had been ready to move suddenly became interested and whistled forward.

Ximen Qing took two steps back, holding a meat pie in his hand, either going in or retreating or going in or going in.

Dou Tianbao snorted coldly, and his energy moved slightly and shook the bearded three steps back. Dou Tianbao looked around and his expression changed from his original easy-going and indifferent attitude to a fierce and vicious like an eagle falcon. He patted the slightly worn scabbard on his waist and said proudly: "Who is not afraid of death? Even if you come up, my steel knife hasn't been drinking blood for a long time. Today is about to eat meat!"

Although Dou Tianbao is only a mid-level expert with the word "Xuan", he can still shock these rogues who only know how to make crops. Everyone in the field was forced by Dou Tianbao's momentum and took several steps back and was at a loss.

Dou Tianbao enjoyed this glorious moment very much. Along the way, he encountered more than ten waves of prodigal sons who came to play with Xiao Chan. Most of them were shocked by him in the posture of a white horse hero. Only the low-level master of Xuan, who was also a flower-picking thief, decorated him for two days and one night. Finally, he found that all the despicable methods he used were useless and realized that he had met a fellow man, and he had no choice but to retreat in disappointment.

After looking around again and making sure that no one dared to look at him, Dou Tianbao turned around and walked to Xiaochan with satisfaction.

Just as he turned around, Dou Tianbao suddenly felt a throbbing inside. He ignored his face and rolled forward with a lazy donkey before he could escape this deadly attack.

After Dou Tianbao stood up, he found that there was a swordsman in his forties in his dark clothes behind him. It was this swordsman who used his hands instead of the sword to emit a weak but invisible sword aura, forcing Dou Tianbao, who was still majestic just now, to use such a embarrassed move to avoid the attack.

The people around who were about to disperse saw the excitement and immediately became interested and surrounded him with a whistle.

Dou Tianbao, who was a little desperate, then remembered a major feature of Ximen Qing who specially explained to him a few days ago - he was not afraid of big trouble when watching the fun.

If these people were not blocking the outside world, there might be patrolling soldiers who were patrolling discovered the turmoil. No matter how many sticks they were, the innocent and innocent little cicada girl was saved. But now they are surrounded and the patrolling soldiers have just passed by. Waiting for the next time the soldiers patrolled, they would have to wait for half an incense stick to go. I guess my body would be cold at that time.

After touching the hilt of the knife, Dou Tianbao bowed slightly. This was not showing weakness, but his preparation before fighting for his life. Although he could see from the sword aura just now, this swordsman was the least effective and the lowest-grade character for the word "Xuan". Even if he is lucky, it is not impossible to enter the threshold of the word "Di".

The swordsman said disdainfully: "Just as a junior of the word "Xuan", I want to fight with me? I think you have a hard time with martial arts. Today's matter has nothing to do with you. Get out of here, and I will spare your life."

Although he was talking to Dou Tianbao, the swordsman's eyes kept rolling on Xiaochan's face, and the greed in his eyes seemed to flow out.

Dou Tianbao was even more desperate inside, and he was indeed a master of the word "di".

The swordsman stepped forward, and Dou Tianbao took three steps back due to his momentum.

A flash of inspiration in my mind, and Dou Tianbao suddenly shouted loudly: "You are not the Westerners with the accent from other places!"

The swordsman was slightly stunned, not understanding the various reasons, and snorted coldly: "Is it from Xiliang? It's all your business. Besides, you kid are not from Xiliang?"
Chapter completed!