Wei Shu

Chapter 68
The almost completely transparent thin page, made of unknown material and by what means, is actually tightly glued under the cover of "Blind Man Zhang Linger", and can only be separated by twisting with fingers , and there was no handwriting on the gauze-like thin skin, only a crooked drawing:

Six solid ink dots, five hollow ink dots, followed by a bunch of messy boxes, triangles, arrows, etc., which seem to be graffiti by children.

Wu Guo never stared at it carefully, but only glanced quickly from the corner of his eyes, and the end of his gaze was still the busy and old figure in front of the wisteria frame.

He looked at it very quickly, almost at a glance, and then he crumpled the thin cover, tore it off by the roots, and dipped it into the water bowl beside it.

The cover, which is as thin as a gauze, sees through when exposed to water, and the graffiti-like ink color quickly fades away. In just a few breaths, the faint outline is no longer visible under the clear water, just like ice and snow melting under the sun.

Wu Guo stood up, picked up the water bowl, poured the water into the purple bamboo basin, turned over the soil with a small flower hoe, and immediately called out in a warm voice: "Old Zhang, go get some water."

The clear and cold voice, with a bit of unskilled jerky in the utterances, is distinct to the ear, like a golden jade striking each other.

This time, the old Li Nu finally heard it.

He turned around slowly, and smiled at the man with a clean face in the window, showing his jagged teeth.

………………

"Come on, have a drink."

In the golden tent in the north corner of the front yard of Fu Lun's house, Bush's rough voice exploded like spring thunder, and everyone inside and outside could hear it.

Soon there were servants leading the way. Bush supported the horn case with both hands, looked at Da Changan who was sitting at the bottom, and said with a big grin:

"As soon as Harqin's warriors come, my good wine will come in handy, happy! Happy!"

His unrestrained laughter shook the brocade tent slightly, and Da Changan also laughed "hehehe".

He has already drank five large bowls of Shaobai in a row, and he feels a little drunk, but his eyes are still shrewd as usual.

It never occurred to him that the half-head of the Fulun family, the noble prince of the southern region—Master Bush, would condescend and take the initiative to invite him, the son of a Harqin herdsman, to have a drink at his residence.

This is enough for him to brag for several years.

When he received the secret letter sent by Bush, Da Chang'an was so excited that he didn't sleep well all night, and he was restless on the way here, for fear that something might go wrong on the way.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly, and the silver knife guards of Fu Lun's family were also very dedicated, and even prepared the clothes and accessories for changing clothes in advance, and brought him in without anyone noticing.

Da Chang'an is not stupid, he naturally understands the other party's intentions.

It is no secret in the army that the left commander Mangtai and the right commander Bush do not get along, even the leaders below know it clearly, how could Da Changan not know?

Today's drink was an entry card sent by Fu Lun's family. From the moment Da Changan stepped into the high threshold, his attitude and the other party's meaning had already been placed on the table.

Da Chang'an didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did.

Originally, for the sake of the old patriarch of the Nadan family's promotion, he was also loyal to Mangtai. He would hide from anyone and everything related to Bush, and he was even more wary of the old battalion of Baishuang City. tight.

These leaders are all from the new camp under Mangtai's command, and they can be regarded as Mangtai's confidantes, while most of the people from the old camp are Bush's lackeys, and the two camps will only join forces during the general drill. Soldiers usually practice separately.

Just over a year ago, Mangtai was ordered to guard the border in Baishuang City. He wanted to bring obedient soldiers, so he tried his best to transfer Da Changan and the others from the old mule mouth. They had repeatedly told them to be careful of the people in the old battalion of Baishuang City, and Da Changan also kept these words in his heart.

But what did his loyalty get in return?
Until now, he is still just a small leader, with nearly [-]% fewer soldiers than Munger. In addition to the soldiers damaged in the previous battle, he is even a head shorter than Munger. Munger recently showed off his power in front of him. Damn, Da Changan felt very aggrieved.

Look at Zuo Shuai Mangtai, who dragged these old people to such a place where wars are fought every day, not to mention taking care of them, but instead dragged his own son to the position of general, but made Da Changan follow him like this The old collar armor for many years was handed over to this little wolf who didn't have all his teeth.

This little wolf cub is not very capable, but he has a big appetite. He devoured the net worth accumulated by Da Chang'an over the years in one gulp, and he refused to give him a good face afterward.

Yes, he is not as high and powerful as Chilang, but he is still an old man of the Nadan family. Over the years, he followed Mangtai through life and death, and before he almost died several times, when did he cry bitterly and tiredly?

When a soldier fights a war, if he is only tired but has no income, then what is he doing to kill the enemy?

Thinking of this, Da Chang'an felt even more aggrieved.

Since I came to this Baishuang City, I haven't made a few military exploits for more than a year, but I eat it every day, especially the little thief of Gude, who only looks good in front of Chilang's armor heads, but he doesn't care at all. Da Chang'an had been dissatisfied with him for a long time since these old people looked at him seriously.

When Bush's secret letter was delivered, Da Chang'an suddenly had a feeling of "it's finally here", and the seed buried in his heart grew into a towering tree overnight.

Although he is a rough man, he also knows the saying on the grassland: Where there is no grass, you can't find cattle and sheep.

You Mangtai only remember your own son and don't remember me, Da Chang'an, so why should I, Da Chang'an, hang myself on a tree like yours?
Besides, compared to Nadan's family with their feet in the mud, the golden brick floor under Fulun's feet is truly noble. Compared with Fulun, Nadan is nothing.

It's not that he, Da Chang'an, looks down on his own people. If you look at the black snakes in the black armored army, they will know which ones are expensive and which ones are worthless. Their daughters are about to marry His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as concubines. But Shouchilang only knows how to fight with his head down, so what's the point of following a stingy wolf-headed upstart like Mangtai?
On the head of the Furen family man, there is a bear's head tattooed on it.

After careful calculation, only the golden lion tattoo of His Majesty the Emperor and the black tiger tattoo of His Highness the Prince can be higher than the bear's head in the entire Dajin.

Da Chang'an deeply felt that being able to climb into Fu Lun's thigh was a blessing he had cultivated in several lifetimes, and he must hold on to it firmly.

"I can't drink it, Marshal, I really can't drink it anymore. The subordinates are afraid... afraid of making mistakes."

Thoughts turned quickly, and the drunkenness gradually came to his head. Da Changan was speaking inarticulately, with both hands in front of the wine bowl, looking honest and serious, and the word "subordinate" was even more fluent It was as if he had been Bush's old subordinate for many years.

(End of this chapter)