The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

Lan Xishu's barracks were behind the barracks of the troops stationed at Longmen, and the living conditions and treatment were higher than those of Zheng's big-headed frontier soldiers.

The Longmen Station garrisoned the fields and guarded the border, and a considerable number of military subordinates lived in the border area, because the Jinyiwei was directly under the dispatch of the emperor, which was very different in nature from the guards and the Beijing Army battalion. The Jinyiwei under the command of Xia Shiyu was stationed at the Longmen Station on the border. For more than ten years in the frontier, Xia Shiyu has made great achievements in the detection of the enemy, but he has never published a secret report to impeach the frontier general. The big head has been working together for nearly four years, and they know each other very well.

Although Zheng has a big head, he has a straight heart. He is a person who knows good and bad. He regards Xia Shiyu as a brother and a think tank.

Zheng's big-headed mansion is dense, snow is beating the lanterns, and five or six captains are squeaking and twisting to open the heavy door wide. The corridor inside is deep, and the lanterns are faintly yellow. The captain with a knife is standing upright under the corridor.

Lan Xishu turned left, except for the school lieutenant who was on duty sweeping the snow, the rows of barracks were a bit empty, and Zheng Daouda was almost out in force, except for the Jinyiwei who was out on a mission, Xia Shiyu arranged for the others to go on patrol with Zheng Daouda up.

People around shouted and neighed constantly, but the center of Longmen was empty.

After hearing the greetings coming and going, Lan Xishu completely put down his military affairs and only thought about the house!

Away from the hustle and bustle of five barracks, it was Xu Niang's temporary residence. When Lan Xishu passed by Xia Shiyu's room, he saw two guards, Er Huzi, busy sweeping the snow. The door was closed tightly, and the candles were brightly lit inside.

More torches and lanterns are added, and the festive atmosphere is very strong!

I don't know if Xu Niang's arrival or the first victory gave these guys blood.

Lan Xishu suddenly remembered something and stopped in his tracks. There is always a string in his heart, this is his instinct!

Lan Xi was not a senior scholar, and had a lot of prestige, so others didn't dare to make mistakes, so he just smiled and dragged his broom close to him.

The Erhuzi and Ding Ya are from the same township. In Wang Xiaoxiao's group, Wang Xiaoxiao looked down on him with black eyes and white eyes. Don't look at Erhuzi's tough and illiterate name, but he has a lot of money in his heart. Erhuzi is in Wang Xiaoxiao's hands. The bottom line is not happy, Wang Xiao is small-minded, loves to put on airs, and his buddies can't get along with each other even if they try their best. Er Huzi thinks it's better to have a future with Lan Xishu, so he secretly likes to be close to Jing Maan, nothing more than I want to be transferred to Lan Xishu's group, and I have cultivated the friendship with Ding Ya for a while.

Everyone in the Longmen Institute knows that Jing Maang'an, one of Lan Xishu's best buddies, is very talkative!

After a few meals of wine and food, Jing Maang'an guaranteed the ticket, but a good meal is never afraid of being late!dude!You have to be patient!

Because Hu Dapida transferred Lan Xishu's group, except for Jing Maang'an's elder brother Jing Yunshui who was friendly to Lan Xishu's group, the other three groups all followed Lan Xishu's group when they saw Lan Xishu's group. Like a cockfight.

Especially Wang Xiaoxiao, Lan Xishu wanted to stop for a while, and didn't want to poke this hornet's nest again!

But Er Huzi kept shaving his head and getting hot all the time.

"Third Young Master!" Er Huzi pretended to be mysterious: "Third Young Master! Your Excellency is not here!"

As he said that, he pouted to the east: "Good guy! This pomp is like a god!"

If Xia Shiyu doesn't open her eyes again, the necessary scenes still have to be put on!

Lan Xishu was silent, and smiled. He also wanted to pay great attention to that plague god, but not now. His limelight had come out, and now it was time to give it to the boss Xia Shiyu and Big Head Zheng.

Lan Xishu doesn't like sloppy characters, that's why he even wants the clumsy Hu Dapi, but doesn't allow Jing Maangan and Ding Ya to warm up to the two Huzi.

"Is Boss Jing back yet?" Lan Xishu put his arm on Er Huzi's shoulder, bared his teeth and scratched his disheveled head. In terms of qualifications, experience and ability, apart from Xia Shiyu, Lan Xishu admired him most It is Jing Maang'an's elder brother Jing Yunshui. I really doubt whether the two brothers are really siblings.

Well Yunshui was sent by the boss Xia Shiyu to investigate Liaodong or Hetao for more than a month. Lan Xishu always felt that Xia Shiyu's focus was on Jing Yunshui, and the information sent back by Jing Yunshui was the most important basis for Xia Shiyu to control the overall situation. Don't look at yourself tossing around quite happily, on the surface, it's top-notch, and it's a lot worse than transporting water in a well.

Arrogance belongs to arrogance, Lan Xishu's greatest strength is to reflect on himself and sum up others.

Lan Xishu wants to catch up with the well to transport water, and he has been anxious to prove that he can go on an expedition just like the well to transport water, and he can't always hang around at the door of the house.

Er Huzi was flattered by Lan Xishu's two brothers' good deeds, and he supported Lan Xishu with all his might, with a mysterious face: "Third Young Master! Although Boss Jing didn't come back, he had a letter the day before yesterday."

Lan Xishu's eyes lit up, he turned his face, looked back, and saw Hu Dapieda and Mouse from a distance carrying a large bathtub into his room in serious disharmony.

Lan Xishu was blocked by Erhuzi, Hu Dapida didn't see Lan Xishu, and he looked left and right with treacherous brows and mouse eyes when he was so big.

Lan Xishu turned his head and continued to look at Er Huzi who was hesitant to speak. He saw that Er Huzi was trying to whet his appetite, and his face was calm and creepy.

Lan Xi Shuding hates people who don't look at the height of their eyebrows and love to show off!

Er Huzi originally thought that Lan Xishu would be in a hurry to ask the next question, so that he would feel that he had weight, but seeing Lan Xishu's face, he said anxiously: "Third Young Master! Little Wu came back alone Yes, after talking with our adults for a long time, I only saw him put a map on the table."

That's all, everyone knows the nature of this matter, and no one dares to inquire about it, let alone eavesdrop on it.

"Where's the little five?" Lan Xishu's heart skipped a beat, he rubbed his nose, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled falsely.

"Leave now!"

"Oh!" Lan Xishu felt a little disappointed for a while, and frowned.

"Before the fifth son left, the adults picked twelve veterans and took five more healthy horses with them." Er Huzi hurriedly added.

Oh~!

Lan Xishu gave Er Huzi a long stare, but he was actually distracted.

"Our group's Da Pao and Lao Mao, and your group's big stick Li Zimu all followed." Er Huzi really gave each other his money: "I brought a lot of dry food, wine and meat, and traumatic medicine."

No wonder I feel that someone is missing!

After reading Lan Xishu, he saw that his eyes were out of focus. For fear of disturbing Lan Xishu's train of thought, Er Huzi didn't dare to speak or move.

Lan Xishu leaned on him, and he leaned on a broom.

"Good buddy!" Lan Xishu patted Er Huzi on the shoulder: "Go back and drink!"

"Yeah! Third Young Master! Who is with whom! Hehe!" Er Huzi nodded and bowed, who did Lan Xishu invite to drink?Word of mouth is also unique!

Lan Xishu didn't want to waste time by talking nonsense, so he turned back and headed west.

The mice who came out and went in seemed very busy.

Hu Dapida was limping, carrying charcoal into the house, and the room was very warm.

"Third Young Master! The things are well hidden! I met Laoqian just now, and I underestimated a few words with Ding Ya, and Ding Ya asked you what you plan to do!" The dragon is fierce and the tiger is fierce!

Old Qian, whose real name is Qian Daqian, is not from Jinyiwei, but a well-known doctor in Longmen.

"This is so critical, we'll talk about it when Xu Niang is old, hey! Hu Dapi, did you hide the things or Ding Ya!" Lan Xishu was most concerned about this.

"Ding dumb!"

"Oh!" Lan Xishu was very relieved, and didn't ask any questions about the second sentence.

The mouse didn't say a word.

"Third Young Master!" Lan Xishu saw the mouse holding a small bottle of traumatic medicine in his hand.

"Mice!" Lan Xishu looked at the unnatural clenched hands of the mouse.

Brothers, don't play tricks with Lan Xishu!

Mouse obediently spread out his palms, with a wry smile on his face, his small eyes glanced at Lan Xiwen apologetically, he just promised Lan Xiwen that he would not let Lan Xishu find out!

"Who uses it? The house!" Lan Xishu followed the mouse's gaze and stepped in, and saw Lan Xiwen at the round table with his hands behind his back, smiling dryly, shaking his fat and torn robe, the blood-stained robe was ragged and ragged.

It's pretty stinky!

No!

I felt as if the house was unharmed!

Not touching carefully!

That is symbolic!

no!

Lan Xishu secretly scolded himself.

As soon as Lan Xishu stretched out his hand, the mouse obediently put the bruises into Lan Xishu's hand, Lan Xishu raised his eyebrows, the mouse and Hu Dapi grinned at Lan Xiwen, and went out listlessly. Hu Dapida even bared his teeth tenderly at Lan Xiwen.

Lan Xiwen didn't move, he twisted his fat torn robe and smiled, wringing his ten fingers vigorously behind his back.

"I'm fine!" Lan Xiwen continued to laugh, but Lan Xishu didn't smile.

"Then you go!" Lan Xishu looked at Lan Xiwen's leg with stern eyes. Lan Xiwen's left leg seemed weak, and his weight was on his right foot.

"Brother! I just twisted it a bit!" Lan Xiwen frowned, his lower lip was so red and moist after biting it, Lan Xishu licked his own lower lip, walked to Lan Xiwen's side, Crouching down, as soon as he touched Lan Xiwen's ankle, Lan Xiwen hopped on one leg and hid behind with a bang.

Lan Xishu suddenly stood up and grabbed Lan Xiwen's arm: "The house!"

Lan Xiwen steadied himself, and tears also came down.

"It hurts!" Lan Xiwen stopped pretending, his eyes filled with tears, he bent down and stroked his legs virtually: "Brother! It hurts!"

With a wrong hand, Lan Xishu carried Lan Xiwen in his arms and took a few steps to the back room, bypassing the steaming tub, and gently placed Lan Xiwen on his bed.

Lan Xiwen bit his finger and watched as Lan Xishu took off his boots, took off his bloody socks, his ankle was torn and swollen, his calf had a bruise the size of a palm, and the middle was black and purple from being poked by the gun .

"Say it sooner!" Lan Xishu was anxious and distressed, and rolled up Lan Xiwen's blood-stained underwear to his knees.

When Lan Xishu saw the house like this, his heart ached like being whipped.

"Move!" Lan Xishu slowly supported Lan Xiwen's leg, moved it up and down slowly, knowing that no bones were injured, he let out a long sigh of relief, looked into Lan Xiwen's tear-filled eyes: "You are stupid If you have a broken bone, you will be in trouble."

"I'm not afraid! Brother takes care of me anyway!"

"Don't be brave in the future! If your aunt finds out, several layers of my brother's skin will be peeled off."

"Hush!" Lan Xiwen suddenly turned Lan Xishu's head, looked straight into Lan Xishu's eyes, and whispered in an extremely serious and serious voice: "Brother! You slipped your tongue again, my aunt! My aunt! Be careful in the future !"

After speaking, Lan Xiwen made a movement that had ears on the wall, which caused the pain in his leg, grinning, sucking and enduring the pain.