On the fourth and fifth day of the second month of the twenty-third year of Yuan Zhang, it was still dark. Wu Jin picked up a load of cakes and headed to the racecourse. It was freezing cold, the grass lay in the broken ice, the river dried up, and the riverbanks were frozen solid.
At this time, there were sporadic soldiers patrolling the racecourse. Xiguan was forking hay, carrying water, and shoveling horse manure in the racecourse. There were also people who went out of the city, carrying baskets on their backs, to pick up horse manure a little away from the horse garden.
Wu Jin stepped on the solid ice on the ground, making a sound of breaking jade. He raised his head to look at the horizon. In his eyes, there were misty clouds, flying eagles, and there seemed to be a misty snowfall. Several small oil lamps were scattered in the horse garden. , like a few sparse stars in the dark night, are worth admiring in this wilderness.
It's just that everyone who appeared on the racecourse at this time has no leisure time, let alone drinking. In response to this situation, they can only suffer from cold hands.
Wu Jin picked up the basket and shouted. Several officials, hungry and cold, immediately ran over and asked for two cakes each.
The basket was lined with thick homespun cloth, and the outside was covered with several layers. The cakes were put into the basket as soon as they came out of the pan. Wu Jin hurriedly picked them up. At this time, he opened the homespun cloth and saw that the pancakes inside were still steaming.
The aroma of oil could not dissipate, and all the people could smell was the cold wind. But he was selling cakes here every day, and the soldiers had already known about it. At this time, someone on duty slipped over, shivering and asking for cakes. eat.
In less than a moment, the cakes were sold out. Wu Jin picked up the burden and was about to go back when a man suddenly called him from behind: "Wu Jin?"
Wu Jin turned around to look, but before he saw anyone, the man ran over, laughed in surprise, and looked Wu Jin up and down: "Brother Wu, it is indeed you! I thought I was wrong! I don't dare to Call!"
In this series of words, Wu Jin clearly saw the person coming: "Brother Chang?"
The person who came was Chang Long, the escort officer. At this time, he had tattoos on his face and was wearing cloth armor. He was obviously convicted of the robbery of autumn grain and was sent to the fort with tattoos.
Chang Long laughed "hahaha" and rubbed his palms: "What a coincidence. I am on vacation today. I left the hotel last year and never had the chance to see you. If you hadn't saved me at that time, I would have confessed. "
Without waiting for Wu Jin to speak, he reached out and unloaded the pole from Wu Jin's shoulder, and put it on his own shoulder. He wanted to greet Wu Jin, but he was worried that he was too thick-headed and indecisive, so he simply didn't say anything and just hugged Wu Jin. Jin walked towards the city: "Let's go, I'll treat you."
Before Wu Jin could open his mouth to refuse, a soldier on the side called Chang Long: "Deputy Chang, is this your friend?"
"Don't dare," Chang Long replied loudly, "This is my benefactor! Save my life!"
"Deputy Chief, bring back some food!"
"become!"
He took Wu Jin into the city, looked around, and chose a better foot shop. Regardless of what Wu Jin said, he directly pushed him to a stool and sat down, then asked for noodles and soup. Want meat or vegetables.
In just a moment, two large bowls of mutton noodle soup, two salted sheep heads, a plate of braised pork head meat, a plate of sugared garlic and some bream were placed on the table.
Chang Long wiped his chopsticks and handed them to Wu Jin: "Eat, eat quickly."
Without waiting for Wu Jin to move his chopsticks, he directly tore off a piece of meat from the sheep's head and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it twice and swallowed it. He also pinched a piece of pig head meat and ate it: "Don't be frugal for me. I have the money, I am the top martial artist, I have great skills, and I performed well as soon as I entered, so the commander of our battalion took a fancy to me and asked me to be the deputy commander."
"This pork head meat is well braised," he picked up the chopsticks, picked up the plate, and poured most of the plate directly into Wu Jin's bowl, "Don't look down on me, a rough guy, eat it quickly."
Wu Jin ate meat and noodles with this extensive and direct enthusiasm. Chang Long thought the pork head meat tasted really good and wanted to have another plate. When he turned around, he saw the woman in the shop looking at Wu Jin. Unblinking.
He laughed "hehe" twice, opened his mouth and shouted "store", which made the woman's face turn red with fright, and she stood up in a panic: "What else do you want?"
"Pig head meat, one more pound."
The woman hid her face and walked away, going to the back to cut the pig's head. Chang Long ate and drank, quite bold and unrestrained, and indirectly mixed in a few dirty words from the military. This made Wu Jin's calm and elegant figure even more obvious, so the woman's eyes couldn't help but He looked over again.
After the two of them finished eating, Wu Jin suddenly asked: "Brother Chang, the girl from Envoy Mo Jiedu also went to the castle, have you seen her?"
Chang Long frowned involuntarily: "Not only have I seen her before, Miss Mo is very famous."
"She is a woman and young."
Chang Long interrupted him: "That's not true. This is not why she is famous."
Then he told Wu Jin in detail about Mo Lingfeng's situation in the army.
Mo Lingfeng's situation in the army was worse than Wu Jin imagined.
The most hated people in the army are the children of the rich and powerful. If they have not practiced for a day or gone into battle to kill the enemy, they will get a false title. After another year or two, they will have the merit of "protecting the border". As soon as they leave the fortress, they can immediately succeed in succession. Promotion.
What their soldiers couldn't earn despite their hard work is just a springboard for others.
And the officers in the fort treated her very favorably. Her food and accommodation were better than those of the commander. She was not required to go out to practice on duty, and she was only allowed to play in the fort.
As a result, the soldiers' dissatisfaction increased, but Mo Lingfeng was still ignorant and insisted on going out to attract attention. On the fifth day of training, she took her female guard with her and went to practice too.
There was no team and no vanguard. She stood at the edge, doing horse walking, practicing boxing and kicking, drawing a bow and shooting arrows, as if she had to show that she was motivated, which made the soldiers furious.
That night, she was playing the xun in her room and Yin Nan went out to wash clothes. Soldiers came to find her and beat her up.
Mo Lingfeng was young and could only be beaten. After being beaten, he did not let the female guard avenge her. So one thing led to two, and Mo Lingfeng's record changed from one-sided beatings to mutual beatings.
Chang Long's words were like a huge stone, stirring up a cold wave in Wu Jin's heart.
He understood that the commander in the army did not mean to let Mo Lingfeng be pampered, but that he would not allow her to go further. She had a bright mind and could naturally see clearly, so she moved forward step by step and arduously moved forward.
The little girl who wanted to open a sugar shop in Sichuan in the past has disappeared into the fortress like a floating light and broken shadow.
There was a hot feeling in his chest and he looked at Chang Long: "Brother Chang, I want to write a letter to her. Can you please take it with me?"
Chang Long was stunned and said quickly: "No problem, don't worry, I will definitely deliver it."
Wu Jin immediately got up, borrowed pen and ink for accounting from the store, bought a piece of bamboo paper, spread it out on the table, took up the pen for a long time, and then wrote: "Your cook has a son who is very arrogant. Yesterday he was with Dahuang." The dogs were biting each other, and their mouths were full of dog hair. I went to deliver cakes to Li Yitie, and I saw that the child was arrogant and wanted to compete with the big yellow dog. The big yellow dog held up an old face and sneered, but was not hurt.
Li applied the plaster one by one, and the child cried loudly. If he stopped barking, the big yellow dog would shake its head and return victoriously. "
Such funny little things were written on paper just in the hope that Mo Lingfeng would be happy for a while in the fort.
At the end, he wrote: "I want to listen to Xun, Wu Jin."
It should be updated later than usual in the afternoon. The author is dizzy.
