Chapter 152 of Swordsmanship in the World, Snow-clad Yellow Horse, Riding Alone Out of the City

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When the sun first rose the next day, Han Xi was woken up from his sleep by Lao Sanjin, whom he had not seen for several days. So he had to rub his extremely swollen sleepy eyes, yawning nonstop, and went to various places in the city to inform the caravan of their departure. matters.

The caravan has been staying in the desert city for several days. If it stops moving forward, it may really miss the September Autumn Fair at the border of Yizhang. In this case, the goods among the car and horse will at least fall off. 30% price.

After excluding everyone's expenses, and then deducting the salary and wages, one copper coin after another, this expenditure is not a small amount. Moreover, taking into account the oil and water swallowed by the pass defenders, as well as the silver taels in the hotels along the way, the price will really drop by 30%. I am afraid that this journey can only be regarded as a wasted trip, and the silver taels received by everyone will inevitably be reduced a few times. become.

Seeing that the wind and sand outside the city had dissipated with the heavy rain, the head of the house and Lao Sanjin estimated that everyone had had a good rest in the past few days. Moreover, the head of the house's abdominal injury had recovered to normal, so instead of spending time in the city, Today, it is better to simply go out of the city to test a few things. If the wind and sand have not stopped, it will not be too late to turn back.

The two hit it off immediately, so Lao Sanjin went to the class leader Han Xi's house early in the morning, and then everything happened in the future.

The people who lived comfortably in the city were even more reluctant when they heard that they were leaving at noon. They all looked for excuses, saying that they would not be able to leave for half a day. Some people said that they had a sudden illness in the spleen and stomach, and they had not dared to move in the past few days for fear of staining their trousers; some even said that their horses followed the horses in the city all day long, showing a bit of wildness that was not human. It's tame, but it can't be driven on the road at all.

Han Xi was so drunk last night that he didn't get a good night's sleep. In addition, he woke him up early in the morning by asking Lao Sanjin to bang on the door with his big hand. The anger in his chest was so strong that he barely suppressed the thought of yelling and cursed. Lao Sanjin's original words were spoken together.

After everyone heard this, they all thought about it in their hearts. If they could enjoy another two or three days of peace and happiness, it seemed to be a good idea. However, when they thought about the few remaining coins in the package, their hearts suddenly became cold and they had no choice but to put the money in their mouths. I swallowed all the complaints from the side and went to collect the packages and pack my luggage.

Although it is rare to be clean for a day or two, the burden of parents and young children at home still has to be carried by the men. Rather than casually traveling around the world, these men, most of whom have families, would rather earn more food and rice.

Although Ruyi Jianghu attracts people's attention, it is always difficult to live happily with Ruyi Xiaoyao.

What made Han Xi angry the most was the lean young man who wanted to learn archery with Han Xi.

He lost his parents when he was young, and never got married and started a family, so he didn't care much about money. No matter how much money he had left in his arms, he used it to drink a few meals of fine wine and eat in a few restaurants, and used it completely. Then he went on a long journey with the caravan, turning back and forth. Others wanted to break that copper coin in half and buy many things to replenish their household supplies, but this person didn't care at all and just lived day by day.

Seeing that Han Xi's words were true, the young man suddenly lay down on the ground, kicked his legs wildly, pretending to be mad and unable to get up, thinking about this method to postpone the trip for another day or two, so he worked hard , pretending to be very lifelike.

Just when he was feeling proud, Han Xi pressed a finger on his waist and eyes. For some reason, his whole body became numb and he could no longer move. His illness was self-defeating, so he went back home to pack his bags.

Yun Zhong and Tang Bu Feng were the closest to Han Xi's residence, so they were naturally the first to be pulled up by their heads. Because they were sleeping in an awkward position, their buns were as tight as a hare's nest in the mountains.

As soon as the two people left the house, they bumped into each other. They looked at each other intently and both laughed.

"Yun Zhong, look at your disheveled hair. Could it be that you got into some young lady's gauze tent last night and had someone kick her out?" Tang Bufeng got to know Yun Zhong since then, and his reputation for words has grown day by day. , obviously different from the previous state.

How could Yun Zhong be willing to suffer a loss? There was an evil smile on his face for no reason, and he said sullenly, "Brother Tang is not bad either. I haven't seen him for many days. I'm afraid he was kidnapped by someone else. He took care of the fine skin and tender meat. This is an empty and uneven pace."

These words caused a sudden chill to run down Tang Bufeng's spine, and he cursed, "You are really cruel, and arguing with you is not as good as just having a good fight. I feel aggrieved and irritated so early in the morning." Very much."

The two of them exchanged a few words, then went back to their rooms to freshen up for a while, and then went to a shop not far away together to have a bowl of rice porridge, firstly to wash away the fat and water in their stomachs over the past few days, and secondly to relieve the pain. Relief from difficulties.

"Let's not talk about anything else for the moment. I have been really comfortable living in the city these past few days. Regardless of whether it is a teahouse or a tavern or a tea stall on the street where I listen to books and play chess. While strolling around, my mood seems to be a bit more peaceful. , but I never thought that I would have to hit the road today." Tang Bufeng drank the bowl of steaming rice porridge in front of him, and finally slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said to himself, "If I have free time, I will I really want to wander around the desert city a few more times, after all, there are not so many good places with simple folk customs and no family distinctions outside."

Yun Zhong wiped the sweat from his forehead and leaned on the back of the chair to rest. After drinking, this bowl of rice porridge, which was ironed and clean, really made him sober.

The drink we had yesterday was obviously very powerful. Since the young man returned to his residence, he fell into a deep sleep. He fell asleep all day long until Han Xi came to the door, and the Qingming Festival had not yet returned to the mourning platform.

I don’t know how the shopkeeper of Tongchun Tower created it. The wine was not hot in the throat when it first entered. It could even be said to be very smooth and smooth. But after the wine and meal were full, the drunkenness was like a wild horse. It rushed into my mind for no reason. Based on the young man's consciousness, it was even more powerful than Qing Sanqiu when the door was closed by heavy snow that night.

The young man nodded and said leisurely, "It's a good place. If you get too old and don't want to move, or if you get tired of wandering around in the rivers and lakes, I will come here to spend my remaining days, listen to the old man's stories, and watch thousands of horses entering the long street. It's a good place to come." not bad."

Tang Bufeng wrinkled his nose, "Hey, there is such a strong smell of sourness and rottenness. It has been in this city for less than ten years. I haven't learned a single bit of the literati character yet. Some people have a lot of the sourness and rottenness of literati. It's bad luck."

With Tang Bufeng's temperament, he never wanted to suffer the slightest loss. Naturally, the young man was very aware of this all the way. This move was clearly to repay the favor of the woman just now, so he stopped using words to provoke him.

The young man was slightly happy, but instead of retorting, he asked: "You have been hard to find in the past few days, even Brother Han has been hard to find. What are you busy with?"

Unexpectedly, Tang Bufeng, who was across the table, slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said vaguely, "You will know when we leave the city."

The young man didn't know why, but he just felt that along the way, Tang Bufeng rarely had such a warm smile.

As soon as noon passed, everything in the caravan had been prepared. Each water bag and wooden bucket were full, and dry food was also fully prepared. Even Yunzhong's horse herd in the same city was packed with goods. He also got into the car with his head sluggishly.

Lao Sanjin and Han Xi counted the carriages and horses and found that there were no missing items, so they shouted and the caravan slowly left Mocheng.

Before he left the city gate, a horse came running from the city.

The horse's hooves were very fast and light until they left a trail of smoke.

Pedestrians on the street were puzzled, so they all looked sideways, but they were all stunned.

Woman in snow clothes and yellow horse.

Riding alone out of the city.

Tang Bufeng patted Yun Zhong on the shoulder and smiled.

"Remember to call me sister-in-law."

The yellow horse is like an autumn mountain.

The woman looks like Bai Ling.