Fengqi Jingshi

The journey from Jingzhou to the capital is a bit far away.A huge caravan drove more than 30 carriages, and the road was full of dust and wind, eating and sleeping in the open.

The car was loaded with huge cotton bales, and the merchants spoke with a northwest accent, yelling back and forth. Although they were not moving fast, they were in order.

Sitting under the shade of the trees on the side of the road, the old and the young, grandparents and grandchildren, the child watched the caravan approaching with teary eyes. The adults did not stop him, and the child rushed out, ran to the front of the caravan, and followed the caravan. He ran forward and asked with a smile while running:

"Where are you going, gentlemen? What is on this car? This road is not peaceful. There are bandits and troublemakers. Grandpa and I are familiar with this place. Would you like us to guide you? "

The leader of the trader looked burly, with his tendons exposed outside, glanced at the following child, and said with contempt:

"Go, go, you guys have been on this road for more than ten years, and I still need you to guide me, so stay where it's cool!"

As if he had been wronged, the child stood there drooping.

The old man took a look, knocked on the pipe, and put it on unhurriedly. No one saw how he moved. He felt that he had reached the front of the caravan in the blink of an eye. He pulled the child and said:

"People don't appreciate it, so don't be too sentimental." After saying that, he snorted coldly:
"So what about ten years? Do you know how many more hills have appeared in front of you? In this world, the government forces the people to rebel. It's no good to be a good citizen. Only by being a bandit can you survive!"

The merchant leader cast a glance at them, unmoved, and the caravan continued to walk forward unhurriedly.

The grandparent and grandson sat down in the shade of a tree. The old man took off his shoes and rubbed the old mud on the soles of his feet. The grandson took out a few yellow and orange apricots from the cloth pocket at his waist and wiped them on his body. , not too sour, I ate it with gusto, and said while eating:

"Grandpa, tell me, how long will it take for them to come back to us this time?"

The old man knocked his shoes on the book next to him, smoked his pipe, and said:

"Xiaoqiu, you want to bet again, don't you?"

The child named Xiao Qiu smiled and nodded, saying:

"It's fun to bet! I guess they'll be back in two sticks of incense."

The old man glanced at him, took two puffs of cigarettes, and said, "Then I guess they will come after three sticks of incense."

Xiaoqiu laughed and said:

"Then whoever loses will cook for three days and wash dishes for three days!"

The old man didn't speak, and lay back enjoying himself with a pipe in his mouth.After the little ball finished eating the apricots, he climbed up the tree and went to find the bird's nest.

After two sticks of incense, the woods were still quiet, Xiaoqiu stopped looking for bird nests, and said impatiently:

"These big men, why are their feet so slow!"

The old man grabbed the broken cattail fan and shook it twice, crossed his legs and bumped his feet, and said leisurely:

"Who can go fast with all these scumbags? You don't even look at the ruts!"

Then Xiaoqiu looked at the ruts left on the road. It had rained before, and the ruts were very clear, and a few oak-deep creases were very conspicuous. He sniffed his nose and murmured:
"How much money does this have to make..."

Just as he was talking, he heard a rattling sound in the woods, and several people ran out in a panic. When they saw them, they immediately waved their hands and said:

"Come on, come on, come with us!"

The little ball jumped down from the tree, and the old man got up from the ground calmly, patting the dirt behind him.The two glanced at each other, Xiaoqiu winked and said in a low voice:
"It's less than three sticks of incense, grandpa, you didn't win either!"

The old man patted him on the head, without saying a word, he turned his head to meet the person, with a smile all over his face, and said:

"Men, what can we use my young master for?"