The wind was clear and bright outside, and the white clouds were rolling in. The wind blew from outside the open door and hit Song Qingtang's thin middle coat.
He pointed at Song Qingtang's clothes with his sword: "Young Master, you may catch a cold. Go change your clothes quickly."
Song Qingtang lowered his head and glanced at his own clothes, and said "Hmm" casually, and then said: "With the sword, Li Dongyan's behavior style, do you think there will be any good consequences for this girl in their hands?"
"Master, what are you talking about? For what this girl did, she should be... ah." He held a sword and made a slash in front of his neck.
Song Qingtang frowned and nodded: "Okay, I understand."
He turned around and walked towards the screen inside: "I won't be patrolling the streets today. You go and tell Captain Zhao. I'll have something to do when I go out later."
"Hmm!" He said happily while holding the sword, "Master, my wife is thinking of letting you go back for a meal. She is worried about you."
Song Qingtang said nothing, changed his clothes and came out, took the sword hanging on the wall, and left directly.
Holding the sword, he hurriedly chased after him, but he couldn't stop shouting. Song Qingtang took long steps and suddenly disappeared.
Holding the sword, he stood angrily on the steps of the inner door. Alas, I don't know how to explain to the madam when I get back.
Song Qingtang walked through the school grounds and walked towards the side road. He opened the side door with few guards and could see Li Dongyan's Yanyun Camp not far away.
Song Qingtang thought for a while, then went to the next street to buy two jars of good quality stone frozen spring, and walked towards Yanyun Camp with them in his arms.
Going to the side door on the west side, the guards on both sides were very respectful: "General Song."
Song Qingtang nodded, stopped after crossing the threshold, and said, "Okay, you guys, I heard that the little demon boy was caught?"
The guard smiled: "It has nothing to do with us, it's all our generals who are so good."
"What about the other girls?" Song Qingtang said, "Put them back?"
"We don't know this," another guard said, "we are all standing here."
"Oh," Song Qingtang nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
The guard responded with a smile.
Song Qingtang knew a lot of people at Yan Yunwei, many of whom had been on the battlefield with him in the past two years.
He went in and randomly found a few brothers who were not on duty, found a room, sat down and started bragging.
After three rounds of drinking, everyone was slightly tipsy. One person took advantage of the wine and sighed: "These places are all about worshiping the superiors and trampling on the inferiors. It's not a good life for us. It's better for Erlang. Who dares to show mercy to Erlang?"
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Song Qingtang waved his hand and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? I am also reincarnated and have found a good father!"
"Haha," another person laughed, "You can't say that. Second brother, you are so capable. We all see it. Who dares to disapprove of you!"
"That's right, you have made military exploits. I think your ability will definitely be better than that of Song Shangshu in the future!" Another person said.
"Yes, yes," Song Qingtang still smiled, "After I have rested in the capital for a while, we will go back to the north to fight. You guys will also go and strive for success, and you will become famous in the future."
"Okay!" One person said with great pride, "I'll do it later when I get back. Damn it!"
Song Qingtang poured wine for his brothers, looked out the door, and said, "Hey, it's fair to say that it's better for those of you who stay in Yanyun Camp to go to my place. Recently, I heard that you guys seem to be everywhere.
When we are arresting girls, people are shouting injustice every day at the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen Gate, and your Yanyun camp is being scolded all over the ancestral graves."
"Hahaha..." Several other people laughed.
"It's not up to us, just do our shit," one person said.
"Our general is calling for arrest, but there is no way." The person sitting next to Song Qingtang said with a smile.
"Yes," Song Qingtang nodded, "But I heard that he seemed to be caught this morning?"
"What morning," the fattest one said with a smile, "I caught her a long time ago. I only found out this morning that this girl is the demon boy. This made our general extremely happy."
"It's like this," Song Qingtang said, cursing secretly that it's no wonder he hasn't seen that dead girl for several days, and then smiled and said, "By the way, what on earth did that girl do to get you to find her like this?
I can't imagine what kind of trouble a little yellow-haired girl can create."
Shit, how could I not have thought of it? Song Qingtang really wanted to scold her. How could he not know what that stinky girl was capable of? This girl who didn’t know the heights of the world had no idea where she could learn the kung fu of her feet. What if she really encountered someone with bad kung fu?
People can definitely be tricked into monkeys by that girl.
"It's really weird to say it," one person put down his wine bowl, "If I were to say it, you wouldn't even believe it."
He then slowly told what happened at Chuifangzhuang that night, and others followed suit, adding some hearsay about ghosts and ghosts, making Song Qingtang half-believed.
Others Song Qingtang definitely didn't believe it. For example, they said she was hiding in the coffin and suddenly jumped up and bit the soldier who captured her.
Look at Ah Li's clean appearance. Will she bite those sweaty and smelly hands with her mouth?
But what can be confirmed is that Ah Li really went to Chuifangzhuang and the side hall where the coffin was placed.
Thinking of the coffin placed on the street before, it was indeed strange and made people panic for a while, but it could be confirmed that it had nothing to do with her. If it really had to do with her, why would she go to Chuifangzhuang to see it?
"It's really scary," Song Qingtang said, "It's okay if we catch it, so let's not mention this scary thing. Let's talk about something else. Have you heard about the recent tax systems?
I have a few tidbits about anyone who has a farm at home..."
"Okay, okay!"
"Brother Song, tell me!"
Everyone quickly changed the topic.
After chatting for a long time, it was getting dark outside, and because we ran out of wine and food, we even asked someone to buy some.
Everyone lamented that life in the capital was still comfortable, and they could be free and have fun when not on duty. Otherwise, in the frontline military camp, not to mention gathering people to play, even hiding and secretly drinking and being discovered, they would be punished by military law.
Song Qingtang stood up and left. One person got up to see him off. Song Qingtang waved his hand and said no, and walked out alone. After arriving in the courtyard, his eyes became clear and the drunkenness he had before him disappeared, but his dark cheeks were still there.
A little flushed, the two colors go together, as if I was sunburned.
The moon was setting heavily, casting clear shadows all over my eyes.
After Song Qingtang came out, he did not go back and forth, but took a detour and walked towards the path in front of the Yamen.
This road is very secluded, with few people coming here. The moonlight is bright in the distance, but here it is blocked by high walls on both sides, making it completely dark.
As Song Qingtang walked, he suddenly felt upset, stopped and looked at the straight road between the high walls in front of him.
The high wall is dark and cold, like a pair of cold eyes, looking pitifully at the walking people.
The capital city is really annoying, Song Qingtang frowned and thought, the north is better, with its open plains and open-minded people's livelihood.
Look at those brothers who looked like men on the battlefield, but when they came back to Yanyun Camp, they looked like soldiers.
No, when they were transferred to the northern border, they were originally soldiers of Yanyun Camp.
