Three Kingdoms New Emperor

Chapter 54
The half-crimp fairy Lao Zou was unlucky to have a lame leg, but he was also half-blind, setting up a stall at a dilapidated corner of Chang'an Avenue all day long.The divination and witchcraft of this era has great power and penetrates into the hearts of all people.Regardless of high or low, when encountering difficult things, they will ask Mr. Yi for clarification.

Lao Zou is not the kind of master who is immortal, he is dressed in shabby clothes, and the scene he often sees is that he is drawing a sand table to interpret dreams while holding a root of bulrush.His fingers are not slender and round like ordinary fortune tellers, but have thick calluses. His weather-beaten melon-seeded face looks a bit mean, and there is always something hidden in Danfeng's smiling eyes that others cannot see through.

Someone once asked Lao Zou why his left eye was blind. Lao Zou always complained with annoyance that he had leaked too many secrets and was punished by God, and at the same time he did not forget to take the copper coin from the fortune teller skillfully.Only when I met Liu Xie, when Liu Xie handed over the money, he rubbed the calluses on old Zou's hands, smiled and said to old Zou in a low voice: "Old guy, if you dare not tell me the truth, believe it or not, I will let my subordinates dismantle it." Your stall?"

Lao Zou didn't expect that the child named "Master Chang'an" by the passers-by would be such a kind-hearted and cruel person, so he had no choice but to tell the truth in dismay—his eyes came from when he was fighting the Qiang rebels. , was shot blind by the Qiang people.

Yes, Lao Zou was an old Xiliang soldier, but he was only a mediocre soldier.He had nothing to brag about in the Jingqi army in the first field battle in the Han Dynasty, and he didn't save a solid family fortune after being disarmed and returned to the fields.In the early days when he settled in the city, he was quite rich, but he couldn’t stand the troubles of his poorer and poorer brothers. When most of them died, Lao Zou had to pay for the coffin. I can set up a stall on the street to get by.

However, Lao Zou never regretted it.After all, for a guy like him who is not greedy for life but is absolutely afraid of death, he was lucky not to die in the chaos of horses on the battlefield, nor was his head chopped off by the supervising army general.

Just when Liu Xie thought that Lao Zou's leg was also disabled due to the previous battle, Lao Zou was unwilling to tell Liu Xie the truth.Later, it was Liu Xie who inquired about the neighbors and found out that Lao Zou's leg was lame because he did not avoid the strong and fierce Xiliang war horse in Chang'an City.

The reason why he was limped was that Lao Zou pushed away a child who was scared stupid by the war horse.

Liu Xie understood Lao Zou's feelings very well. After all, no matter how you say it, Lao Zou saw his Xiliang iron cavalry, which was exposed to the ice and lying in the snow and fighting against alien races, become a demon that ravaged the people. Only the person concerned can understand the pain in his heart.Not to mention, with his Kansai accent, he has to endure the strange eyes of every fortune teller for a long time.

After knowing this, Liu Xie gradually became familiar with Lao Zou.Sometimes, Liu Xie would sit in front of Lao Zou's booth without doing anything all day, chatting with Lao Zou in the sun.More often, Liu Xie would receive several clients for Lao Zou.As for Liu Xie's level of divination, Lao Zou could only mutter to his increasingly plump money bag: "Fortunately, this kid was born in a wealthy family, and he doesn't lack money... If he really wants to fight against me for business, I will I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death on the streets."

With Liu Xie's help, Lao Zou no longer has to worry about being rushed to the stall by Xiliang soldiers rushing back and forth, and sometimes he can even save a couple of dollars to buy some meat wine. It was a hundred times more comfortable than when I just broke my leg.

On New Year's Eve tonight, every household is busy celebrating the New Year, and no one comes to tell the fortune.Old Zou was sitting on the wooden pier outside the house dozing off, when he heard a high-pitched voice shouting: "Old Zou, Lao Zou, I know you're an old man with no one to accompany you, I'm coming to see you tonight. No?"

Old Zou's spirit lifted, knowing that it was Liu Xie who had come.He still hasn't guessed Liu Xie's origin, and his level of half-baked divination is not as high as Liu Xie's, and it is even more impossible for him to fool Liu Xie.However, Lao Zou guessed that this kid must have both parents dead, otherwise, the rules of the big family, who would allow his kid to fool around like this day and night?
However, Old Zou didn't care about these things either. For a childless old man like him, Liu Xie's presence tonight was worth his grinning.Not to mention, this kid seems to be right with him... Of course, more importantly, Lao Zou knows that this kid will definitely not come tonight empty-handed.

Sure enough, after seeing the two chickens in Leng Shouguang's hands, old Zou's eyes showed a green light that only weasels have, but he still arrogantly said: "The cauldron is in the old place in the house, remember not to pluck the chickens casually." Throwing it around makes my room full of feathers." As he spoke, he took the jug from Leng Shouguang's hand, sniffed it, and said with a satisfied smile: "It's okay, this wine tastes good."

The cauldron is the cauldron of this era, and the story of the overlord of Western Chu breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat refers to smashing the bottom of the pot and sinking the boat.

'Just good? Leng Shouguang frowned, seeing Lao Zou drank less than half of the pot of wine in one gulp, swallowed hard so as not to say the value of the wine.After all, these seven dendrobium fine beams only produced two dendrobium wines, which were worth dozens of old Zou's lives.

"Well, let's make do with it, the taste is really bland. When I have time, I'll brew something strong enough for you!" Liu Xie twisted the neck of a chicken without blinking, and then Unhappily said: "I still have to do the plucking? Don't you want to try my master's craft tonight?"

Old Zou had wine in his hand, so he was easy to talk, and after listening to Liu Xie's new tricks, he went to boil water to pluck chicken feathers.But when it was time to do it, Liu Xie stopped Lao Zou with a smile, and told Lao Zou not to be stingy with firewood, just light a bonfire in the yard.

Not long after, Lao Zou and Liu Xie were lying on the cold ground. Lao Zou gnawed on a greasy chicken leg and asked with a smile, "Boy, where did you learn this? How did the chicken wrap itself in mud? The taste is so delicious that you don't even need to pluck the hair..."

"Hehehe, of course you don't know about it. This kind of practice is a unique skill of a generation of martial arts master Hong Qigong, and it is called a beggar chicken. If he was not surprised by my bones, he would beg for nothing. I taught me the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and your old Zou doesn't have the same blessing..."

Old Zou knew that Liu Xie was talking about running the train again, so he gave him a blank look and ignored him, and continued to pay homage to his five internal organs temple.However, it was strange to say that after the two finished eating the beggar chicken, although they were very eager to see the remaining one, they both tacitly did not reach out their hands, let alone mention it.

"Old Zou, I heard that you were arrested as a young man because you didn't have enough to eat, and you were also a man with a family and land. How did you spend your whole life, and finally ended up living alone in a foreign land?" Half full, half full After getting drunk, Liu Xie suddenly asked Old Zou.

Old Zou gnawed at the last bit of chicken butt, and said absent-mindedly: "You son of Gaoliang, how do you know the hardships of us big soldiers? Do you think that having land in your hands can make you happy forever? Oral taxation, counting taxation, offering taxation, household taxation, field taxation Renting these things is not counted, just say that the guards and forced labor can kill people. Catch up with the peacetime, three years, with a year's savings, you can barely starve to death. But you said that a few years ago That day's disaster, and the man-made disaster caused by those two bastards, Emperor Huan and Emperor Ling..."

Old Zou began to complain about the harsh taxes and servitude of the Second Emperor Huanling.Leng Shouguang on the side turned red with anger, but Liu Xie on the side was still smiling, showing no intention of blaming him.Old Zou didn't raise his head, but under the different expressions of the two, he told how he was forced to become a soldier, and how he accidentally became a soldier, and finally returned home to find that his land was barren and his wife became a The miserable experience of other people's maids.

"So, after I finally escaped, I swore that I would never harm other girls again, and I would continue to suffer this kind of punishment as a child..." Old Zou drank a lot, and when he said this, he was quite complacent the taste of.

But at this time, Liu Xie was a little silent.He thought for a while, and took out a jug of wine from his sleeve as if conjuring: "Old Zou, tell me more..."

Unexpectedly, although Lao Zou was still talking about it, talking non-stop like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, the wine began to sip in small sips—Liu Xie knew that Lao Zou had left the pot of wine and the beggar chicken for him. The old man who watched the city gate didn't say anything.

Later, Lao Zou hated that the Yellow Turban Uprising did not take over the entire Han family.After finally looking up and seeing Leng Shouguang's murderous eyes, he realized something, and said to Liu Xie: "Boy, I know you are different from us, and you will not be so boring as to harm me, a widowed old man... But, You must be more careful in the future... Well, you are much smarter than me, so it's good to hang around like this, at least after your notoriety spreads, you won't be summoned by the Han Dynasty, haha!"

"Come on, with my virtue, can I still be summoned by the court?" Liu Xiechang laughed heartily, patted Old Zou on the shoulder and said, "How dare the Han Dynasty want me to peek at women taking baths and provoke disputes like this? It's Taiping. In terms of age, what they want are all nerds with elegant sleeves who sit and talk!"

"Hey, the Han Dynasty had troubles like you in the early years, and it won't be Dong Zhuo's turn to do evil today!" Old Zou was very happy tonight, this kid was indeed the bastard he knew.So much so that later when the two talked about the pretty widow and the little girl on the street, Lao Zou couldn't remember when the bonfire went out and when that kid left.

Fortunately, Lao Zou will not be lonely.Just before dawn, his old buddy came back.

Old Zou took out the wine and the beggar's chicken, and was about to celebrate the new year with his old buddy Meimei, but he was shocked to find that a piece of yellow color suddenly fell out of the belly of the beggar's chicken that had torn off its fat leg.

Old Zou immediately reacted that the boy gave him a piece of gold, but when he got it, he exclaimed in surprise: "This, this is the seal of Han Zuozhong Lang!"

Old Zou is very familiar with this seal and ribbon, because he was a personal soldier under General Huangfusong when he was fighting in Liangzhou.He had seen the general use this seal more than once.

Therefore, he blurted out the next moment and asked the old man in front of him: "General, have you been reinstated?"

(End of this chapter)