Jiaohua

Chapter 764 Drinking and Eating Meat (Part [-])
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A jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine was placed on the table.

As soon as the lid of the wine was lifted, the scent of cinnamon overflowed.

Outside the window, the night was cold and insects were chirping and birds were chirping. Du Xuan took a deep breath and showed an intoxicated expression: "Wonderful!"

Old Tong put the lid of the wine aside and said, "This wine is really fragrant. This Qingxiang Village has beautiful mountains and rivers, and there are so many delicious things."

Seeing that Old Tong held up the wine jar, Du Xuan hurriedly handed over the bowl in his hand.

The wine poured down, Du Xuan said: "It seems that you are living well in this village, you can take such good wine as you like."

"That's not true," Lao Tong poured wine for himself after serving Du Xuanman, "It took only two or three days for Ah Li to establish a firm foothold in this village!"

"Haha!" Du Xuan was happy, and gave a thumbs up, "As expected of A Li!"

Old Tong followed suit: "Ali is amazing!"

"Pfft!" A laugh came from the door.

Du Xuan and Lao Tong turned their heads, Lin Shuanglan was carrying a basket, followed by Feng Anan, the two were smiling.

"Brother Tong, Miss Ali is not here, who are you bragging about!" Lin Shuanglan laughed.

There are large plates of meat in the basket, including bacon, braised pork, and freshly fried crispy sticks.

Lin Shuanglan and Feng Anan took out the plates one by one, the smell of meat accompanied by the wine filled the courtyard with fragrance.

"These two are..." Du Xuan asked.

Lao Tong then briefly introduced.

"Miss Ali is still our teacher!" Feng Anan said, "She has been teaching us to write before!"

"A Li is a beautiful person with a kind heart!" Du Xuan laughed.

"Why are you so good at boasting!" Old Tong felt that he was being compared, "No matter how hard you praise, it's me who kisses Ah Li, and I'm her big brother Tong!"

"It's only half a bowl, you're drunk!" Du Xuan shouted.

Lin Shuanglan and Feng Anan were amused by them and laughed.

Du Xuan only came in the evening, and it took a lot of effort to enter the village, but fortunately, Old Tong was still in Qingxiang Village, so he recognized him at a glance.

But Zhan Qiye was still worried, and only allowed Du Xuan and his deputy Wu Shaoning to enter the village, while the other hidden guards waited outside the village.

Now Zhan Jiuye accompanied Wu Shaoning to call people outside the village. Lao Tong asked Du Xuan to eat first, and then took him up the mountain overnight to have a look, and then pulled Du Xuan into the courtyard.

Lin Shuanglan and Feng Anan stayed here, and Du Xuan was not easy to ask a lot of things, but Lin Shuanglan was a smart girl, and she heard that Du Xuan's words were urging them to leave, so she found a way to talk. Follow Feng Anan to leave.

After Du Xuan was sure they had left the courtyard, he asked Old Tong in a low voice: "How many enemies has this Qingxiang Village made? When we came, we saw that the area to the south was full of soldiers. We must deal with Qingxiang Village."

"Why do you say?" Old Tong sighed, "The world is so chaotic, we still drink and eat meat here, whoever we are will not be hated!"

"It's not just meat." Du Xuan's eyes could see clearly.

"There have been five fights these days, and many people were killed and injured on both sides. Otherwise, you wouldn't have to be so strict today."

"Is Ari meddling?"

"That must be taken care of."

"That's OK, then I'll take care of it too."

Old Tong shook his head: "I'll tell you what's good about you, you have to look at someone to express your conscience."

"How much is a conscience worth?" Du Xuan pooh-poohed, "Conscience is meant to be ruined, look at my young master, the lesson of blood!"

After a few bowls of wine, the faces of both of them turned red, and Du Xuan began to talk about what Shen Lie had done for the Guo family.

From time to time, Lao Tong also interjected a few words about the places Xia Zhaoyi and Xia had been to these years.

While talking, the sound of horseshoes came from outside.

Old Tong and Du Xuan turned their heads.

The sound of horseshoes was very chaotic, and it didn't sound right. Du Xuan suddenly sobered up, got up and walked towards the door.

It was Wu Shaoning who came, he got off his horse and strode towards Du Xuan, shouting at Du Xuan: "The soldiers and horses formed by those refugees are coming, there are a lot of them!"

His voice fell, and the sound of gongs and drums sounded outside.

Holding gongs and drums, a dozen or so militiamen ran wildly on the village roads of Qingxiang Village, beating and shouting, calling for people to gather.

"Damn it..." Old Tong wiped his face with a wet towel and stood up.

"You want to go too?" Du Xuan shouted hastily, "You're so drunk, so don't go."

Old Tong was drowsy, and he almost fell down after walking a few steps.

Under Du Xuan's instigation, Wu Shaoning dragged him to a chair and tied him up with a rope. When Old Tong's snoring sounded, Du Xuan said, "Let's go and have a look."

Qingxiang Village was indeed surrounded by a large number of refugees.

The torches are like high-burning sparks, and the crowds form a sea of ​​light, but the eyes of the skinny refugees are unusually bright and energetic.

They didn't completely press down to the gate of Qingxiang Village, they were blocked by a carbine-repelling gun that was two men tall and a three-foot-wide man-made ditch behind the carbine-repelling gun, so it wasn't that easy to get close.

The man in charge was tall and tall, with disheveled hair and a flamboyant beard, making him look particularly sloppy.

Beside him, stood a very clean-faced, slightly gentle man, about thirty years old.

They stood just outside the carbine-rejecting guns, without any action.

The militiamen from Qingxiang Village came out with weapons, and more and more, also like torches like a sea of ​​flames, confronted them from afar.

After standing like this for a long time, the leading man looked at the man with a clean face beside him: "Mr. Zhong, do you want...to fight?"

Zhong Qiankun glanced at him and said, "Your Majesty, there is no rush."

The man nodded: "Okay, listen to the military division."

Zhong Qiankun looked at the militiamen who came out of Qingxiang Village.

Looking around, I just didn't see the thirty or so soldiers and horses that my subordinates said.

If there were only one or two people who said it, it would not be credible, but many people said that they saw such a troop entering Qingxiang Village, which made Zhong Qiankun feel terrified.

If there is an incident, sufficient supplies and food are just needed, and they are all displaced people, so they can only grab them.

Qingxiang Village is a piece of fat right in front of them, as long as they gnaw it off, they will be rich.

But if Qingxiang Village finds foreign aid, then he has to find another way to deal with them.

I stood for a long time, but I still didn't see the thirty or so soldiers and horses.

Although there are only 30 people, those who have seen them all say that they look like orthodox soldiers. They are all tall and powerful, and they are very imposing.

What Zhong Qiankun is most afraid of now is that maybe 30 people are just the vanguard, what if there are thousands or even tens of thousands of troops behind them?
Why is it so difficult to swallow this small Qingxiang Village?
The calmer Zhong Qiankun looked, the more violent his heart became.

Behind him, several newly elected lieutenants began to urge him.

"Military division..." The sloppy man headed looked back again.

"Let's fight," Zhong Qiankun said indifferently, "Your Majesty also asks for an order that Team C will be the first soldier."

This is the team with the most old, weak, sick and disabled, and I will leave it to the militiamen in Qingxiang Village to digest it, so as to save a few more mouths to eat.

(End of this chapter)