It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 211

The long road was long, and with the creaking sound, a carriage came slowly.

The driver of the car was a strong man, wearing a rusty helmet and a wooden knife. In this weather, sweat was pouring down, but he was still straight, his body stretched like a bow.

"Father, how long until we get to Chang'an? Tie'er is hungry."

"Come on, come on."

"After so long, you shouldn't have gone the wrong way again."

"What is it? I've never been to Chang'an before. It was the woodcutter who pointed us the wrong way."

"Hey, I don't know what sins I did in my last life, and I was unlucky to follow you, whether to eat or not, to wear or not to wear, alas, if I don't marry you, it will be fine, if I don't marry you, I will not give birth to iron. Son, if I don't give birth to iron..."

"Okay, you bitch are not annoying, you'll be fine when you arrive in Chang'an. This time the court transferred me to Beijing, and life will be better in the future."

"Hmph, you are the reincarnation of the broom star, and you will be unlucky for the rest of your life."

Three catties of cattle, the guard of the Northwest Yunshui Pass. One hundred and twenty years ago, when Dawu founded his country, he divided the heroes. The ancestors of this three-pound cow once led a horse to Taizu, so he was sealed at Yunshui Pass, and his ancestors guarded this place for generations. When it spread to Niu Sanjin, it was already the fifth generation.

One hundred and twenty years, vicissitudes, enough to change many things. Yunshuiguan is not a very important place. Originally, there were only a thousand soldiers guarding this place. As time passed, the dead escaped, and now there are only seven or eight families left.

Rather than saying that Niu Sanjin is the guardian of Yunshui Pass, it is better to say that he is the head of Yunshui Village. The Rong people often make borders, but they rarely come to Yunshui Pass. The main reason is that this place is so poor that the Rong people forget that there are people here. The point is that not only did the Rong people forget them, but the Empire also forgot them.

Niu Sanjin's ancestors herded sheep and planted fields every day. Those days were miserable. Sometimes Niu Sanjin also wonders if he is still a military general of the empire.

Until last year, the Rong clan invaded and fought the empire underground. After the battle was over, the imperial court would always check to see which city was broken by the Rong clan, and which generals had meritorious deeds.

Finally, the court found the archives of Yunshuiguan from the yellowed old paper pile. Everyone was surprised to find that in the case of the complete collapse of the northwest front line, there was still a Yunshuiguan without a single soldier. The key is that there is nothing to lose, and the Rong family simply ignored them.

Emperor Ming cried bitterly while holding the archives in his hand, guarding Yunshui Pass for generations, without food or money for many years, and of course no one would give it if he asked for it. He worked hard and had no complaints and no regrets.

Ancestors just look at people.

There are too many benefits, three jins of cattle can't get it, and the military exploits are evenly divided by several major forces. This time it happened that the imperial court was going to hold the military examinations, so let this person be an examiner, anyway, he does not belong to any faction.

So the imperial decree of the imperial court reached Yunshui Pass, and Niu Sanjin was a little stunned, but it should be a good thing to come here. So he took his wife and children, and put on the armor that his ancestors had worn for a hundred years. What if he didn't have any weapons, let's cut a wooden knife and use it as a weapon. The capital is at the feet of the emperor, and one cannot lose dignity.

"Xiao Niu, this time you go to the capital, you have to behave well and don't lose the face of our Yunshuiguan."

"Report to His Majesty Emperor Wu for me, saying that my old king has been thinking of him."

"Uncle, His Majesty Emperor Wu has passed away for a long time."

"Xiao Niu, you are the hope of our whole village. Don't be ashamed and have a good future in Chang'an."

So, the hope of the whole village was three jins, so he drove the carriage, brought his wife and children, as well as herbs, jade, animal skins and other things that were going to be sold in Chang'an City, wearing rusty helmets and armor, wearing wooden knives, all the way. After a long journey, we headed to Chang'an for the future.

"Bah!"

As they approached Chang'an City, a group of horses suddenly jumped out on the road, holding a steel knife and covering their heads with a black cloth, and the leader shouted.

"Hey, I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree. If you want to pass it from now on, and leave it behind to buy road money, you won't be able to kill it or bury it."

The woman in the car was startled, and hurriedly hugged the child: "Dad, did we meet a robber? Well, I knew that I shouldn't have married you in the first place. If I didn't marry you..."

"Don't panic, I'm here." Niu Sanjin jumped out of the car: "You wait for a strong man, but you know who I am, and even the military attache of the empire dares to rob me, ah ah ah, eat me with a knife."

Clang clang... Sorry, but without clang clang, Niu Sanjin pulled out the wooden knife and pointed at the strongman group.

This group of strong men is naturally Cheng Dalei and others disguised, seeing this scene, Cheng Dalei and others are stunned.

I've seen poor people, but I've never seen such poor people. I can't even get a set of equipment together. Shouldn't an official be so sloppy.

"Are you three pounds of cattle?"

"Hmph, since you know my name, hurry up and step back."

"Really?"

"I can't change my name, sit, or change my surname. Yunshuiguan three catties of cattle is me."

"Tied, tied."

Cheng Dalei waved his hand, only to hear a tinkling sound in his ears, and Niu Sanjin shouted.

"Hey, eat me with a whirlwind slash."

"Look at my autumn wind knife."

"Hey, let me go, let me go!"

It didn't take long for Niu Sanjin's family of three to be tied into dumplings, and his subordinates searched for the official seal on him.

Cheng Dalei looked at Niu Sanjin's appearance while holding the official certificate.

"Square face with purple face, wide mouth and long beard." Cheng Dalei pouted: "You don't look like you, you are obviously yellow-faced, where did you get the purple face, are you posing as someone?"

"That's my grandfather's official certificate." Niu Sanjin roared: "The world is huge, who dares to pretend to be my old cow, what do you want, come to me, let go of my wife and children."

The file management of imperial officials is actually very backward, and sometimes people are impersonated and no one knows, and this kind of thing can be said to be endless.

"Take away, take away."

Everyone worked together, put the three of them into sacks, and quietly transported them into the dungeon for house arrest.

On the other hand, Cheng Dalei took off Niu Sanjin's broken armor and rust armor, grabbed the wooden knife, and transformed himself into Niu Sanjin who represented the hope of the whole village.

It is not necessary to completely dress up as Qiao Chuan like Niu Sanjin. No one in Chang'an City has seen him anyway. The main purpose of Cheng Dalei's disguise is to avoid being recognized by others.

After Qiao Chuan's disguise, Cheng Dalei put on a knife, took Xu Shenji and Xu Linger, and drove the carriage to the government to report. One of them pretended to be an old slave and the other a maid. Anyway, Chang'an City was so big, and no one could recognize them.

Cheng Dalei didn't know that as soon as he arrived at the yamen in charge of the examiner's registration, someone pointed at him and said loudly.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be so poor that you can bring servants."