Fortunately, Li Siye was much thicker-skinned than before, and the embarrassment on his face flashed away, and he continued to say with a smile: "This is a piece of cake for you old man."
"The poor Taoist's hands are tired and he doesn't want to lift."
"Well, next year I will take Twelve Niang back to Chang'an, and I will let her come visit you, how about that?"
"You!" Madam Gongsun's face showed an angry look, and the front of her Taoist robe heaved with excitement. Then she reached out and put the whisk on her arm, raised her hand and recited the scripture silently. Li Siye couldn't understand what she was reciting. It seemed that
It has gradually calmed down.
"What do you want me to do for you?"
"I would like to see Yang Taizhen, and I would like to ask you to help me connect."
Taoist Priest Gongsun suddenly frowned, and Li Siye hurriedly defended: "Don't misunderstand me, I am asking to see Mrs. Yang for some official reasons."
The Taoist Master's demeanor gradually became calmer, and he sighed and said: "The official is as big as he can be. You people are always greedy and insatiable."
Li Siye took the opportunity to step forward and hold out his hands, bowed and said, "Please introduce me to him."
She grabbed the man, turned around, and wiped it gently on Sanqing's altar table, as if waiting for Li Sizhu to take the initiative to resign.
Li Si crossed his hands and said, "I only have four days to wait. Please contact me as soon as possible. In order to facilitate the wait, can I stay overnight in a Taoist temple?"
Taoist Master Gongsun threw down the tail, frowned and said indifferently: "Of course not, Taizhen Temple is full of Kun Dao, how can you, a man, stay in the temple, leave quickly. Leave your own address,
If there is any news, I will send someone to tell you."
Going from Xiudefang to Pingkangfang requires crossing half of Chang'an, and it takes half a day to walk. In order to spend unnecessary time on the road, he decided to stay in the Didian in Xiudefang and said: "
I'm in the Xiudefang guest house."
Aunt Gongsun had already closed her eyes and was in meditation, holding a fly whisk in her hand, as if she didn't want to look at him again.
…
At night, Wuwei City in Liangzhou was bone-chillingly cold. Even the manes of the horses in the stables were covered with frost. The horses' hooves kept trampling back and forth on the ground. When they snorted, they exhaled white air, which quickly dispersed and condensed in the air.
in the air.
The soldiers patrolling the curfew put their hands into their sleeves and hunched their backs as if they were about to retract their heads into their clothes. They kept cursing the damn weather, knocked the gong twice at the end of the street, and quickly got into the street.
in the mutton shop.
At this time, a limping figure walked out of the alley. He lowered his head and glanced quickly to both sides. He quickly walked to the door of the store with a low hard top on the opposite side and knocked twice on the door.
Someone inside the door said vaguely: "We don't do business at night."
"It's the opposite. I probably don't do business during the day. I was introduced here."
The next door opened with a creak, and Dai Wang limped into the store and looked around. The walls of the store were covered with animal traps of different sizes and all kinds of newly made eucalyptus bows.
Two men with scars on their faces stood in front of him. They were the owners of this shop.
"I want to buy used goods."
The two shopkeepers looked him up and down coldly and critically, and asked with a sneer: "What are you buying for?"
"hunt."
"If you're just hunting, the ones on the wall outside are enough for you."
"I have too many prey."
"Oh, wait a minute." One of the shopkeepers took out a lantern from the cabinet under the hanging rack, borrowed a fire from the oil lamp on the table in the room, straightened his back and twisted his neck and said, "Follow me."
He followed the shopkeeper and walked through two separate doors to the room where they slept. The shopkeeper placed the oil lamp on the ground, rolled up the quilt on the ground, and lifted up the entire floor, revealing a passage leading to the ground.
stairs.
"You go down first."
Dai Wang did not hesitate and walked slowly down the creaking stairs. The shopkeeper followed and lowered the floor. The stairs turned twice, and what was revealed in front of him was a weapons display warehouse that was larger than the store outside.
, the six-foot-high knife rack is lined with horizontal knives, barrier knives, and spears. On the wall are bamboo pole crossbows, Zhang Zhang crossbows, horn bow crossbows, horn bows, and long bows.
On the surface, this store is a general store that buys Orion products and provides Orion equipment, but it is actually a black market place for privately selling military equipment.
Dai Wang turned around and asked, "It seems there is no armor."
"Smuggling armor is tantamount to treason. We brothers are not so bold. Wearing armor without military status is also treason. Even if we have it, we will not sell it to you."
He walked around the underground warehouse, pulled out the horizontal knife from the shelf, took a look at the blade, and then hung it on his waist. He also picked two bows from the wall and two bags of cowhide quivers.
There were fifty arrows in the pot.
He fully drew the horned bow in his hand and put it down: "This is a stone bow. The tendons are a little loose. Give me a new one and adjust it to eight Dou bow power." He pulled the long bow again and said: "This is a three-stone bow.
, the curve on the back is a bit off, please change it again.”
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up in surprise: "Okay, I'm an expert."
…
Dai Wang carried two bows and quivers behind his back, hung his sword on his waist, reached out and threw a bag of silver into the shopkeeper's hands, and walked straight to the stairs.
But the shop owner took advantage of the situation and blocked him. Dai Wang's face suddenly turned cold: "Don't let the lion open its mouth."
The other party crossed his hands in front of his chest and saluted: "Guest, please don't misunderstand us. The business of our two brothers relies on the Chishui Army in Wuwei City, Liangzhou, so the guy who sells it must not get involved."
Blood of the Chishui Army."
"Don't worry, I won't do such a thing."
Dai Liulang's steps became much more steady, and there was a creaking sound when he stepped on the stairs. The shop owner raised his head and looked up into the distance with a lamp, feeling that this man's cruelty was so overwhelming that he could hardly breathe.
…
Some small places always hide wonderful scenery. For example, the county seat of Changsong County is surrounded by half of the Wushaoling Mountains in the center. It is shaded by green trees. The north wall of the county seat undulates on the green earth platform, so the north wall
This end has become an excellent place for Feng Shui. Legend has it that during the Kaiyuan period, a Taoist master passed by the county, pointed to the earth platform in the north of the city, and said that a prime minister could be born here.
Zhang, a local tycoon in the county, lived on this earth platform. He was originally accompanied by dozens of neighbors. However, since the rumors of the Prime Minister were revealed, Zhang Yu used clever and plundering methods to drive off the neighbors one by one.
, became the place where his Zhang family dominated, and he looked down upon the county from a high position.
The terrace is very large, with hundreds of houses, groups of slaves and maids, surrounded by pine and cypress trees, and dotted with pavilions and corridors, just like a picture of the beautiful life of a great landowner in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
"Don't run, stop!"
A woman pushed open the door and ran out dragging her torn half-skirt. The bun on her head was half scattered. Following her was the local tycoon Zhang Yu with a bulging belly. He held the door frame with one hand on his hips and shouted.
: "Catch her!"
The three evil slaves guarding the room next door had already chased her out, cornering the panicked woman in a corner, intercepting her from left to right like an eagle catching a chicken, and uttering obscene words.
"Little lady, after entering the Zhang family's door, do you still want to go out? Hehe, you have to leave something behind. No, it was my Alang who left something on you."
Zhang Yu held the door panel and shouted to the two of them: "Please keep your voice down, don't let our wife hear you."
Unfortunately, whatever you are afraid of comes, suddenly the roar of the Hedong lion came out from the door of the courtyard: "My surname is Zhang, open the door for me."
Zhang Yu's legs went weak and she almost collapsed on the ground: "Oh my God, here we come! Find a way to hide this little lady!"
The woman in the corner angrily held the copper hairpin as a weapon. The three evil slaves took the hairpin away from her, held her hands and dragged her away, saying anxiously: "Little lady, don't make trouble! We are here to save you."
life!"
The lady outside the courtyard gate seemed to have been prepared, and ordered her servants to hold the logs and bang on the door leaves with a loud bang. Once, twice, the door latch broke with a click, and the two door panels suddenly opened wide.
I saw the lady with six pairs of golden hairpins stuck in the round bun on her head. She was like a majestic chicken stepping into the threshold with her legs raised. She glared at her husband who was so stubborn: "Zhang Yu, you don't remember to eat but not to fight."
s things!"
Landlord Zhang had already sat limply on the threshold, and started to quibble: "Madam, this woman begged me on the street, saying that she was willing to work as a maid in the house, but she took off her clothes as soon as she entered the house and tried every means to dissuade her husband.
It doesn’t help either…”
The eldest lady's triangular eyebrows stood up, and she sneered at the pale young lady like an enemy: "There are always bitches who are not afraid of death and come to the door. They don't know my thunderous methods! Even shit and death can't stop you from attacking my man.
Flattery! Come on, beat me to death!"
The eldest lady was followed by several domestic slaves, all of whom were strong-backed and strong-willed people. After giving the order, they rolled up their sleeves and rushed towards the little girl, waving their five fingers and beating her head and face.
Zhang Yu stood on tiptoes and shouted worriedly: "Don't beat people to death." Seeing his wife glaring at him, he quickly changed his words and said: "Don't make it difficult for Zhang Chang County Magistrate."
"Fuck your mother! I paid for his county magistrate to be donated to him by my mother. How dare he disobey my order!"
Not far away, a black shadow climbed up the tree. As soon as he sat down among the tree branches, he took out his feather arrow and put it on his horn bow. He first raised it high and aimed at the man in the distance. Then he suddenly turned to draw it close and fired. The arrow was like
A strong wind came out.
"Ah!!" An evil slave covered his right eye, and bright red blood overflowed from between his fingers.