There were a few whooshing sounds, and several arrows flew through the air.
One of the arrows shot through the leaping wolf, and it rushed towards him with such force that it rolled to the feet of the maid beside the campfire.
The maid screamed and turned around to hug Cheng Jiaoniang.
Fortunately, Cheng Jiaoniang was now flexible and threw the fire stick in her hand in time, otherwise the maid would have been burned if she had not been bitten by the wolf.
She looked up and saw arrows coming one after another. The arrows hit, and there were even two wolves with one arrow.
Soon the threat here disappeared.
In the night, several horses appeared nearby, and the people on the horses made howling sounds.
"...I haven't had fun shooting wolves like this for a long time!"
"..Brother, it seems like we are killing wolves in the northwest again!"
"Get out of the way and leave it to Grandpa. Grandpa is going to kill you!"
As another wolf was shot through the waist, the remaining wolves howled and ran away.
Everyone cheered in unison to celebrate the escape from the crisis.
The three bonfires were rekindled, and after a dangerous battle, all the barriers were eliminated, and instead there was a bit more intimacy.
The attendants worked together to recover the escaped horses, bandaged their wounds, and joked as fiercely as before.
Here, Master Chen Si and Manager Cao were chatting with the young man. Of course, neither of them asked where the other was coming from, they just thanked each other.
"It's dangerous to drive at night," Mr. Chen Si said with lingering fear.
"You don't know if you haven't been there, but you will know if you have been there. It's very good," the young man said.
Why is it... so good?
Master Chen Si and Manager Cao were stunned for a moment.
Looking at this young man, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old. His clothes seemed simple, but he couldn't hide his aura of wealth. He seemed to be afraid of the night wind and put on a hood, and it was hard to see the description under the firelight.
He sat by the campfire, holding a branch in his hand and picking it back and forth in the campfire.
How can young people know the dangers of having sex...
Master Chen Si shook his head and looked at Manager Cao.
"If those men hadn't caught up with us, we would have been in serious danger this time," he said.
Manager Cao was scratched by a wolf on his arm. He was wrapped in a wound cloth and nodded.
Speaking of this, everyone looked over. Sitting next to another bonfire were a few men who seemed to have suddenly arrived in a rainy and dark night.
"What are they here for?" The young man also looked over and asked.
"Yes, I'm here to see a doctor." Mr. Chen Si said.
"A doctor?" The young man said in surprise. He looked at Mr. Chen Si and then at the people over there. His eyes finally fell on a woman who was wrapped in a big cloak and hood and could not be described clearly just like him.
Cheng Jiaoniang was watching the maid bandage up Brother Jin. The child had been bitten on the leg by a wolf just now. After all, he was still young, and the traces of snot and tears were still on his face.
While the maid bandaged him, she praised him. The two men next to her also patted his shoulders and praised the young hero for being extraordinary in the future.
The most dangerous situation that Brother Jin encountered when he was so old was an encounter with a few vicious dogs at the entrance of an alley. At this time, he actually fought against the wolves at night. After being frightened, he also felt extremely excited. He grinned when he was told that he had experienced this.
After returning from the battle, he became a good man.
"The injury is recovering well." Cheng Jiaoniang said, and then turned her head briefly to glance at the man who was being lifted off a carriage by a few men.
After not seeing each other for a few days, the injured man no longer looked like he was dying.
Like other men, the injured man stood tall and thick. Compared to before the illness, he had a strong figure. At this time, he had an unshaven beard and his face was a little sallow, but his eyes were full of energy.
"It's my lady's miraculous medical hand." He smiled, his voice was hoarse and he was short of breath.
"Madam, do you think my third brother wants to take some medicine?" the person next to him asked hurriedly.
"No need." Cheng Jiaoniang said, no longer looking at these people, but staring at the bonfire, "Just eat meat and drink wine to replenish your body."
The man laughed.
"Okay, okay, I like this kind of recuperation." He said with a smile, but also with a bit of regret, "I haven't had meat and wine for a few days, I'm so depressed, I wish I could just eat meat and drink and have a good time."
Cheng Jiaoniang turned her head and looked at him.
"The wine here is only slightly stronger than water, so it doesn't matter, just enjoy it." She said, pointing with the fire stick in her hand, "There's no meat over there."
there?
The men looked over and saw lying on the side of the road a horse that had just been bitten by a wolf and died without being able to save it.
There were noisy screams and jumps here, attracting everyone to look over.
"What are they going to do?"
"Eat meat, eat meat." The man shouted in reply, and he quickly took a knife to cut the dead horse's flesh.
It's a pity that there weren't many dead horses, but no one else had anything to eat, so it was a blessing in misfortune.
"Eat horse meat?"
"Isn't it too delicious?"
The men who set up a fire and started grilling horse meat laughed.
"You pampered people, how could you know how delicious this horse meat is? If it were left in the northwest, we wouldn't be able to eat it."
Mr. Chen Si shook his head and looked away.
"These people may be deserters from the northwest," Manager Cao said in a low voice.
Deserters, Mr. Chen Si is even more disdainful.
"Wang Butang's men are just cowards, so it would be strange not to suffer defeat," he said.
The young man next to him glanced at him, said nothing, and turned his gaze that way.
"Horse meat?" he asked, seeming curious, "is it delicious?"
"It doesn't taste good, sir." said the attendant beside him, "it stinks."
The young man said nothing and continued to look here.
"Then let them eat while they are eating. How would it be unbecoming to watch over my wife?" Mr. Chen Si said.
Manager Cao didn't seem to hear, he was watching with concern.
If you want to drive these men away, why wait for them to leave? That woman can't say anything ugly or do anything ugly.
Don't worry about it, let her, let her, let her.
Manager Cao has already taken Qin Langjun's words to heart.
Before Mr. Chen Si came forward to speak, someone came running over.
"Sir, the lady said, you have some wine here, can you lend us some?" the two men asked with grins.
The lady has already said it, so what else can he say?
"I don't dare, I should, I'm so grateful for the help, how dare I ask for a loan?" Mr. Chen Si said with a smile, raising his hand to indicate to the entourage to take down the jars of wine used to ward off the cold at night from his carriage, "Serve the heroes with wine, everyone has it.
share."
The camp became more lively, and some people even came to share some horse meat to eat, including the young man.
Of course, he only took one bite and spat it on the ground.
"Sure enough, it tastes bad." He said, and then he seemed to think of something funny, and his body was trembling slightly. He looked at Manager Cao and Mr. Chen Si next to him, "Hey, hey, if I say one more thing at this time, why not eat minced meat?
Wouldn’t it be more fun?”
What a mess….
Is this person sick?
Master Chen Si and Manager Cao frowned.
"It's so funny, can't you tell?" The young man was still a little dissatisfied and shook his head.
Master Chen Si and Manager Cao laughed dryly.
"I'm going to see how many horses have been lost," Master Chen Si said, got up and walked away.
Manager Cao naturally refused to stay and found an excuse to leave.
Only the young man and his entourage were left by the campfire.
Under the flickering light of the fire, the corners of the young man's raised mouth slowly dropped. There was no hint of a joke. His silhouette was solemn in the dim light. The noise around him seemed to be isolated, until a burst of laughter came.
"Quiet, quiet, my third brother is going to sing!"
Singing? Everyone talking, laughing and drinking looked over.
The man sitting on the wooden frame grinned, his beard becoming more and more messy.
"Have a great time today! Have a great time!" he said, holding a wine jar in his hand. His originally sallow face turned red under the stimulation of the wine, and his eyes were blurred with drunkenness. "We rough people can't speak. We can't speak. We can't speak."
,Sing!"
Everyone burst into laughter. I had never seen a rough guy who couldn't speak and could sing. They started to boo.
"Our third brother is a scholar!" Several men shouted, with a bit of pride, "We can recite poems and write poems!"
Scholars? Reciting poems and writing poems? Everyone laughed. Such scholars are really rare.
The man didn't take it seriously and laughed.
"...Brotherhood..." He suddenly opened his mouth and sang. [Note 1]
Instead of rapping, I would rather yell, because I am weak and my voice is hoarse, so it doesn't sound like it.
Did they really sing? Everyone gradually became quiet.
"...Think twice..."
It doesn't seem to be a tune, but when it's shouted like this, and in the darkness of the night, it's quite enjoyable to hear it.
"...It's a matter of life and death...Friendship is as high as the sky..."
The young man here turned his head.
"It seems that I have indeed read books." He said.
Sui never spoke and looked over.
Seeing that the man seemed to be at a loss for words, he scratched his head and suddenly looked at the delicate woman sitting by the bonfire.
"..My sweet lady, smile for me..."
The maid's eyes widened and she stood up immediately.
The young man chuckled.
"He is still a romantic scholar. He is going to make that little lady cry. It's fun, it's fun." He said.
If it had been at any other time, if this kind of teasing words had been sung, the men would have definitely laughed at her.
But the strange thing is that the scene was so quiet that the men who were already grinning and preparing to laugh out loud couldn't help but just grin without making a sound.
Although Mr. Chen Si and Manager Cao didn't say it clearly, the importance of traveling thousands of miles to come here for this lady is self-evident.
Let your masters all have wives who want you, how dare they, the servants, laugh and make trouble.
"It's disrespectful to my benefactor." The eldest brother frowned and said.
At first glance, this lady was the boudoir of a wealthy family. Anyone who looked at her would beat her up if she even looked at her. Not to mention teasing her with words like this. Although he knew that his brother did not mean to tease her, the speaker did not mean it, but the listener did.
The man didn't know whether he was running out of words or because he was worried, so he fell silent after singing this line.
"Bring me a wine jar." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Everyone heard it in the silence.
"I'm going to smash his head with a wine jar." Guanshi Cao gloated to the attendants around him, "This lady can do it."
The maid responded by reaching out to grab a wine jar, and Cheng Jiaoniang stretched out her hand.
"He..." The eldest brother stood up to apologize before opening his mouth, and Cheng Jiaoniang took over.
"Give me a knife," she said.
The elder brother happened to stand up. Hearing this, he raised his hand and handed over his knife without hesitation.
"Madam, my brother..." He whispered again to speak.
Cheng Jiaoniang raised her knife and hit the wine jar with the back of the knife, making a muffled sound.
The elder brother stopped talking.
Cheng Jiaoniang struck the back of her knife in different places one after another, and the muffled wine jar gradually made different sounds, high, low, clear and muffled, which sounded a bit strange in the dark night.
The young man groaned, slightly raised his hood and looked over.
Rather than singing, her voice was dull and smooth, with no ups and downs except for the elongated tone.
The scene was quiet, which allowed Cheng Jiaoniang's singing, which was originally small, to spread.
"For...a close friend...I can throw away everything..."
The back of the knife struck the wine jar, and the rhythm was as slow as her voice.
Accompanied by her own voice, Cheng Jiaoniang's heart gradually began to stir.
She seems to have a confidant, and she seems to have given up everything for her confidant.
But she couldn't remember, she forgot, everything that made people cry or laugh...
"I'm angry with you...violating the rules of heaven..."
She lowered her head, sat cross-legged on the ground, covered her head and face with a hood, and sang like this little by little.
There are memories and experiences, and naturally there is happiness and anger.
What will happen if she gets angry?
Waves surged up and hit my chest, but in the end my face remained calm and my voice was silent.
She was like a beast trapped in a cage, no, worse than a beast, unable to roar even if she wanted to.
The lyrics were low and low, and everyone was slowly immersed in the lyrics word for word.
Especially since he was so angry that he could hear the excitement in his hoarse and gentle tone.
Some people clenched their hands.
"Brotherhood, two sides to the sword, life and death, friendship is as high as the sky, sweet lady, smile for me..."
The man suddenly came to his senses and immediately started singing along, repeating what he had just said.
"...Eternal love is carried on one's shoulders. For the sake of a close friend, everything is thrown away. In a fit of anger, one violates the law of heaven." He then sang Cheng Jiaoniang's song.
The vicissitudes of life are even more evident when the male voice sings.
Everyone present was surprised that they actually responded to the song.
This lady actually raised her hand and opened her mouth to respond to the man's random song!
The beating sound in Cheng Jiaoniang's hand did not stop, and it matched his tune.
The people at the scene finally came to their senses. Instead of being angry, this lady wanted to join in the fun.
But no one dared to shout loudly for fear of missing the lady's singing.
"Beautiful beauty...grey hair...infatuated but not old..."
Cheng Jiaoniang sang slowly, still calmly, but with the help of rising and falling sounds, which gave it a unique flavor.
The female voice, the monotonous sound of banging tiles, actually carries with it the vicissitudes of time that penetrate through the ages.
Is it the vicissitudes of the singer, the vicissitudes of the instrument, or the vicissitudes of the lyrics?
"Ask the hero...what's...difficult..."
Ask the hero what is difficult?
When is it difficult! What is difficult!
When these words reached the ears of those present, their hearts suddenly felt a little shaken.
What is difficult? What is difficult?
The mother of the family is waiting to make a name for herself...
The green plum next door is looking forward to it...
I haven’t been to the wine market on East Street yet…
The achievements of the west have not yet been tasted...
The kindness of parents, the affection of children, the name of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness….
There was a sound of hitting, and the third brother who had started was stunned.
"Smile, life is fleeting, it's still empty!" he shouted loudly.
"At this moment of great change, I advise you not to worry..." Cheng Jiaoniang continued, "...thousands of gold are gone...the dream never ends..."
I advise you not to worry at the moment when the sea changes. Thousands of gold will be scattered, and your dreams will never end.
The people present were once again stunned.
It doesn't matter, even if you don't know who you are, even if you can't keep anything, you can't do anything.
It doesn't matter, she still made it this far, even though she stumbled.
It doesn't matter, there is no need to worry, she can walk, move, think, gain and lose, come and go, it's just a moment, as long as she is still there, everything will be endless.
Cheng Jiaoniang raised the knife in her hand and knocked over the wine jar with a bang. The wine in the jar spilled out, causing a burst of sparks.
The song ends and the song ends.
"Happy." Cheng Jiaoniang uttered two words, bent the knife in her hand downwards, and handed it out.
"Happy!" The third brother man who came back to his senses laughed loudly, grabbed the wine jar on the side and drank.
So happy! Mr. Chen Si couldn't hide his excitement, picked up his wine bottle and raised his head.
What a pleasure! Manager Cao did not participate in the drinking. He was so excited that he simply grabbed a piece of tea cake from his waist and put it into his mouth, replacing the drink with tea.
So happy! Others also shouted in their hearts, each grabbed the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, then threw it to the ground.
The sound of fou beating in the ears, the hoarse wooden singing of male and female voices echoed, and the sound of bonfire torches in the night gave me a tragic feeling after a life-and-death battlefield battle.
"It's just that I killed a few wolves. Where did the wind and the cold water come from..." The young man sat by the campfire and said slowly, as if he was talking to everyone, but also to himself.
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Note 1: The lyrics come from the opening song of the 1994 Taiwan China TV version of the classic TV series "The Seven Heroes and the Five Righteousness". Lyricist: Zhang Yongxiang. I accidentally heard it that day and couldn't help but feel overwhelmed, so I borrowed this word for the song sung in this scene.
You can search and listen to it. When I was listening, I was tapping the table with my hands. It was very interesting. (To be continued)
