Zhang Yuanwai frowned and asked dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter?" As soon as he finished asking, he saw a group of big and thick men following behind the housekeeper. The young man in the lead was holding a child in his hand. He immediately turned pale with fear: "You guys
...Who are you? Xiaojie!"
The child fluttered in He Yong's arms and shouted: "Dad!"
Zhang Yuanwai asked in panic: "You...what do you want?"
He Yong tilted his neck and said in a rough voice, "Master, please come with us."
Several servants suddenly jumped out from behind the hall, holding sticks and shouting at He Yong: "Asshole, let our young master go!"
He Yong calmly took out a dagger from his waist and turned it in his hand: "Don't ink, brother, I don't have that much patience."
The child was so frightened that he screamed: "Ah, ah, help, daddy!"
"I'll go with you! Don't hurt him!" Zhang Yuanwai is such a son. Apart from submitting, does he have any other option?
After walking two streets, the group stopped at the intersection. He Yong pointed to the "Fuguimantang" food store across the road and asked Zhang Yuanwai: "Have you seen the rice store opposite?"
"Saw."
He Yong said: "Take my brothers to buy food. Remember, no matter whether they have coarse or fine grains, whatever can be put into their mouths will be rounded up by my brother."
"Yes, yes, yes." Zhang Yuanwai nodded as if he was pounding garlic, and started to leave.
"Wait." He Yong called him coldly.
Even though it was freezing cold, there was still a layer of cold sweat on his forehead: "What other orders does your hero have?"
He Yong was embarrassed in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face: "Take the money. Don't play tricks. My brother is impatient with the child. You'd better come back and take him away after finishing your work." Impatient with the child? He himself had just given birth.
One of them, I had never even touched him. He was so happy that I wanted to take this child back to the military camp and play with him for a few days.
"Oh, yes, yes!" Zhang Yuanwai immediately took the silver and ran to the other side of the road with his soldiers.
He Yong then took his child to the roadside and bought him candied haws...
Over here, Yang Jinyi was taking his friends to a restaurant. But as soon as he entered the restaurant, his tone was not right: "Whoever is in charge, get the fuck out of here!" The guests in the store didn't look kind when they saw the visitor. It was winter.
His chest was open, his horrible chest hair was exposed, and his fists were as big as hammers... He was so frightened that the swarm of bees dropped their pieces of silver and retreated.
The waiter hurriedly went into the back hall to ask the owner out.
The boss took the cook and ran out to take a look. Good guy, the leader of the bandit was standing on the table with his arms folded. His face was full of murderous intent and he was not angry. It was scary to death. His eyes just stared like this.
, the store owners lost all their momentum. "Oh, my lord, how did the store offend you?" Yang Jinyi squinted his eyes and asked casually: "Are you the boss?"
The boss timidly replied: "The young one is the owner. I wonder what the elder brother's orders are?"
Yang Jinyi still narrowed his eyes and slowly took out a few silver ingots from his arms: "Then..."
"Oh, I understand, I understand!" The boss immediately misunderstood what he meant. He walked behind the counter, opened the drawer, took out the money with shaking hands and held it in front of him: "Brother, have you seen enough? Not many small stores have it.
Look, it’s not peaceful outside recently, and there are not many people coming to the restaurant to eat, right?"
Yang Jinyi glared and asked in disbelief: "Do you think grandpa is a bandit?"
"Ah...uh...don't dare..." Isn't it? The shopkeepers asked this question countless times in their minds.
"Grandpa is not here to collect protection money!" Yang Jinyi was so impatient that he pushed the money in front of him away. "Open the back warehouse of your store for grandpa. Whatever grandpa likes, I will buy it from you today!"
"Ah this..." The boss thought he heard wrongly.
Yang Jinyi immediately yelled angrily: "What's going on here and there? Do you have to force Grandpa to demolish your store and rob it?" The boss felt that he was going deaf, and quickly called the waiter to come forward: "Xiao Shuanzi
!Hurry up and take the guys to the back warehouse!"
In another corner of the city, at the "Daxing" rice store branch, former bandit leader Xiao Heitanjun and his friends were trying their best to be cute to the store owner: "Uncle, please do a good job and sell us some food."
"The shop owner is a kind-hearted old man. He is surrounded by a group of young people on three floors. He has no choice but to explain: "Little brother, it's not that I don't sell food to you. This is the rule here, no.
Selling rice grains to outsiders." Xiao Jun was so anxious that his eye circles were red. Finally he had to mutter a lie: "Uncle, we brothers left our hometowns to work here as coolies. It's not easy to support our families.
My wife is about to give birth... There is no food at home... No rice is sold to us anywhere... Isn't this going to kill us outsiders? "Xiao Heitan knows how to act stupid and cute, and those who are hiding in the military camp behind him
The little soldiers inside were even more powerful. They were wiping away some tears and started crying in all directions: "Uncle..." "Good uncle..." "Uncle, we are hungry..."
"While begging hard, I stretched out my hands to massage the boss's back and shoulders.
The boss's inner defense was suddenly breached. He rubbed his temples and finally made a decision: "Okay, okay, then I'll sell it to you. But you can't tell others!" "I won't tell you!" Half an hour later,
The four food-raising teams met at the gate of the Youzhou Mansion Barracks. There were several carts full of food, and the cold fragrance of grain was floating in the air. Pan, Yang, Xiao, and He looked at each other and smiled, and invariably remembered what Zhao Changyuan said. "You guys come in.
Once we reach the city, if nothing unexpected happens, the first thing we will encounter is the problem of running out of military rations. If this is the case, as long as no lives are lost, I will let you do whatever you want."
Unexpectedly, Li Mingchang calmed down his breath, raised his head, and showed an ecstatic expression: "Yes! Yes! They are all...at the door! Go and have a look!" General Cao strode to the barracks.
At the gate, he saw four young men in casual clothes coming towards him from afar: "General Cao!" "Meet the general!" "Uncle Cao!" Such familiar faces almost made Cao Rui burst into tears.
: "It's you..."
Pan Jingyuan smiled sweetly and said: "General Cao is suffering! We are here under the orders of Marshal Zhao to help you get home."
"Master Pan..." Not to mention the shock on Cao Rui's face, even Li Mingchang was completely confused. Isn't this the most handsome young man in the dynasty, Master Pan? The smile on his face is still vivid in his mind.
, how come this moment... it's like a divine weapon descending from the sky to save the common people.
Yang Jinyi pulled Cao Rui affectionately and explained to him: "Uncle Cao, you are not in Luoyang, and you don't know many things that will happen next. This bad boy of the Pan family is the famous Dongdu Xia. Now he is also our soldier!"
Cao Rui understood something: "Okay! Okay!"
The evil young man remembered the time he had agreed with Zhao Changyuan to start the war, and said sternly: "Stop standing around and send the food in. Today we will let all the soldiers have a good meal and a good sleep. We will take them out of the city tomorrow."
"Okay!" Li Mingchang couldn't even clap his hands together. Nothing is more exciting than seeing hope in despair.
Just as he was about to walk into the gate of the barracks, Yang Jinzhong's hoarse and trembling call came from behind: "Second brother!"
When he turned around, Yang Jinyi, a big boss, was already in tears: "Brother!"
The two generals hugged each other and cried, which produced a wonderful chemical effect. It had nothing to do with sexual feelings, but was the most direct and strongest encouragement.
The evil young man smiled warmly, and warmth suddenly surged in his cold heart: "Brother, I also have a big brother. I must go back alive and hug my big brother like this, hug my father, and of course, my stupid wife."
He Yong turned his back and used his fingers to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Son...wait for dad. Dad will definitely go back alive and hug you with his own hands!"
Suddenly, the military camp was as lively as the Chinese New Year.
Hot rice, steamed buns, various kinds of steamed buns... although simple, for these hungry men, it is already better than all the delicacies in the world.
Cao Rui had eaten and drank enough. Thinking about his experiences during this period, he couldn't help but feel sad: "To be honest, when I see you, I feel a mixture of sadness and joy in my heart. What makes me happy is that you little guys, including Zhao
My sons, they have all grown up, and each of them is a great person."
He Yong asked: "Then where does the general's sadness come from?"
Cao Rui sighed: "Sadly...I'm old..."
The evil young man frowned, somewhat incomprehensible: "The general is in his prime, why did he say such pessimistic words?" He is only forty-one years old, which is not very old.
Cao Rui smiled bitterly: "As a general, I can only watch the army weaken day by day during the siege, and I have to rely on Zhao'er, who is a hundred miles away, to think of ways to make decisions for me. Let's see how many of you
This little guy has been here for less than half a day and has solved our army’s urgent problem... I will never accept it.”
Pan Ershao showed a rare serious look and comforted him seriously: "General Cao, don't think so. You are strong-willed and upright. You are a rare hero. If you didn't have a compassionate and loyal heart, how could you be in this dilemma?"
Dilemma?”
He Yong also beat the drum at the side: "Master Pan is right. Before leaving, Marshal Zhao once said to me, 'I am afraid that you cannot win with the right path in the difficulties that Youzhou City may face. My master is too kind-hearted, and there are some things that he simply cannot do.
When we come out, we can only rely on those of you who killed us to become villains.' It can be seen that we are gangsters and just get what we want. It has nothing to do with whether you are old or not." "Hahahaha!" Hahaha
…”
It was rare for the people in Youzhou City to relax and relax. However, Zhao Changyuan, who had just stationed his army in Cangzhou City near the border of Song and Liao Dynasties, entered a state of intense preparation for war. "Are all the battalions and units properly arranged?" He had already changed his name at this time.
Wearing a black low-level armor, he was ready to go at any time.
Zhao Liang replied with a worried look: "Reporting to the marshal, everything has been arranged properly. With such heavy snow, the marshal must be extremely careful!"
He patted Zhao Liang's arm and responded calmly: "Well, you must remember what I told you. Take care of our soldiers. I haven't come back, so you must not act rashly."