Xia Songdong is adjacent to the Qiling border. People come and go every day, either merchants or caravans, or people from the escort agency who come from afar covered with dust and sand to deliver escorts across the border, or they come and go on important matters. As for ordinary people, there are very few. The four characters are a mixture of fish and dragons, which just means that the masters of the border area are mixed with mediocre ones. It is not necessarily true that everyone who comes and goes is a master. Being in the rivers and lakes, it is difficult to train your eyesight, but it is equally difficult to train your skills.
It is the time when the autumn wind becomes more and more cold and bleak, urging people to put on more clothes. The chill comes day and night. Only the meager sun at noon seems to be able to provide a little warmth around the body, but most of them are just human slaves. The fish hanging on the beam can only be looked at to satisfy the craving, but it is not enough to fill the stomach. The sun looks very similar to the sun, but it only adds a few thoughts, which cannot ward off the cold at all.
Xia Songdong is in the city gate. There has been a carriage waiting here for nearly three days. However, it is not eye-catching. The reason is that the carriage driver is poorly dressed. Apart from drinking and eating, he takes a nap all day long. When he has free time, he just looks around the city. The eyes of passers-by were sometimes squinted and sometimes opened, but most of the time they looked down on the people passing by, so they closed their eyes quietly, curled their lips and said nothing, and continued to hug their shoulders and wilted. I don’t know whether it was because the autumn wind was so cold that I felt too cold, or because I was just too groggy and had nothing to do. Anyway, I didn’t move the border for several days. Most of the people who often walked around the city gate had seen this car intentionally or unintentionally. The tent was closed, but no one ever came forward. It was both a rule and a good idea.
The people waiting in front of the city gate without moving their feet are either waiting for someone or looking for someone. If they are waiting for someone, they have already decided and there is no need to come forward. If they are looking for someone, there is no need to come forward. After all, since This coachman is always looking around. His eyesight, not to mention whether he is vicious or not, and whether he is capable or not, he can still see some clues. Since he has never stepped forward to look for him, there is no need to step forward to get rejected. Of course, he still has something like that in his pocket. The shy man shook his head when he saw the coachman's clothes and behavior.
The problem of being overly ambitious and underhanded is not only committed by literati, but also by people in Jianghu. After all, regardless of the level of kung fu or skill, a hundred taels of silver will always make people more eager than a few taels of broken silver. Unfortunately, this coachman does not seem to be able to hand it out. The owner of a hundred taels of silver, so few people came forward. For three days, only a few people came forward, but without exception, they were all ignored by the coachman and made some sarcastic remarks, and left with a gloomy and sullen expression.
The coachman was not in a hurry. It was obvious that the price given by the customer was quite suitable, so he was not in a hurry. When the city gate opened in the early morning, he still curled up and went back to sleep comfortably. It was not until the third hour of the day that the autumn sun dazzled his eyes, and he was leisurely. Youzai jumped off the carriage, fed the horses first, and then walked around the long street by himself. When he was full, he returned again near noon, handed the horses some firewood, and continued to squint at the people passing by.
"In the past few days, I have seen more than a hundred people from the Lian family, but unfortunately none of them caught my eye, especially those who wielded knives and wielded swords. There were no calluses on the palms and tips of the fists. They didn't look like the Lian family, but more like He is a foolish young man from a wealthy family, but his steps are deliberate and steady, and his belly is empty, so he cannot take on a big job. The one who carries a gun is not much better. The spirit of a martial artist is scattered and mixed, how can he be expected to deliver any brilliant moves? , The strength rises from the ground, and the feet are not firm enough to stand, so how can we talk about making moves."
There was clearly a curtain behind the car tent, but no one answered.
"That's right. How could an expert like you know about the affairs of the world? It's just a reckless man who thinks that he is a member of the world on a whim. This is inherently unreliable."
Just when the coachman started to mutter to himself, a tall horse came slowly from outside the city gate, carrying an extremely embarrassed young man on its back. He was as skinny as a stick, with a bloody face, but his waist was as big as the pole on his back. Like a gun, it doesn't bend at all.
The coachman's eyes followed the young man as he entered the city. His original attitude of casual disdain slowly changed. In the end, he actually walked out of the carriage tent, walked quickly to the equally skinny horse, and stood firm. Update without error@
The young man didn't seem to have any intention of quarreling with others. A pair of tired and sunken eyes slightly raised their eyes and glanced at the man. Then he stiffly turned the horse's head and was about to leave elsewhere, but was moved a few steps sideways. The man blocked the way, the horse turned around again, and the man moved again, three times in a row, but he never got away.
"Do I recognize you?"
The tired man carrying the gun raised his eyes and asked.
"I've never met him before, so of course I don't recognize him."
"Then you recognize me?"
The coachman continued to shake his head, "I'm not a great official, nor am I beautiful.
Man, I know what you are doing. "
The young man carrying the gun hummed, said with a weak smile, "Go away," and then walked straight behind the coachman without turning the horse's head. But when he opened his eyes again, the horse was still moving hard with all four hooves, but it was not moving at all. The driver in front of him was supporting the horse's chest with his shoulders, almost lifting the horse's two front legs, so it was unable to move forward even half a step.
The young man did not draw his gun, but looked at the man's face and shook his head slightly, "Let's talk if you have anything to say. I'm rushing to rest now. I can't fully demonstrate my skills. I need to rest for a few days. Of course, if my brother refuses to let me go, Xia Songchengguan The guards here are not ordinary people, and I really want to see them. @·The first post without mistake~~"
"Then there's no need to trouble the military master. I just want to ask the young hero to make a fortune. It's not a bad idea to be hired as a guest later. It's rare to meet a smart person, so I always have to test it out. Unfortunately, it didn't happen. , but if you have to wait, you can go and rest for a few days, and I will pick you up when you want to hit the road."
The young man carrying the gun did not answer. In an instant, an extra gun came out of his right hand, and the driver took two steps back before frowning and raising his head.
In the midst of the flying fire and meteors, the coachman was hit hard by a gunshot in the back, which almost made his throat taste sweet and blood welled up in his mouth. He gritted his teeth and held on to stabilize his body. Now when he looked at this scrawny young man, his expression changed.
Master Xia Song had already decided on the number, not to mention that there hadn't been many great talents in the gun lane in recent years. The coachman had already figured it out, but he didn't expect that he would be shaken by the gun barrel of this young man who seemed to be shaky and about to fall off the saddle after just a few attempts. When he was injured, he was naturally stunned for a moment, and then his heart became alert.
But the young man had just urged his horse to leave, and then he turned around and said, "I can't do this business either. If you're really willing to wait for a while, it's not a bad idea. There's not much time for physical training in Xia Songzhong. That's good, but it's a pity that I haven't climbed to the dragon gate yet. I pushed the horse and slapped you, and I shot you back. It's not unfair. If you really open up a posture, it's me who is using my power to bully others."
It wasn't until the young man had walked far away that the coachman grinned, his teeth covered with blood, and spat twice towards the roadside, but there was clearly joy on his face. He hurriedly turned around, jumped on the carriage tent, whipped up his long whip, and followed the fellow driver. The thin horse, as thin as a young man, walked away slowly. The two men fought for only a split second. Even the very cunning guard on the city wall did not see the whole story clearly. He only heard a loud noise and calmed down again. He saw the young man with an awkward blue brick tied around his waist. The man drew the gun without even taking off the gun cloth outside, and then left straight away. He only glanced at this place twice and didn't care about it anymore.
After all, Xia Song is now rich and powerful, with complete laws and regulations. There are probably not many people who dare to fight in important border areas, so of course there is no need to worry too much.
The young man with the gun in his hand did not walk very fast, and when he met people he would ask if there was a medical hut or the hometown of a doctor nearby, but he did not go there. Instead, he walked around in the city near the border to fill his stomach. I was very hungry, so I continued on the road. I didn't forget to fetch a bag of wine from the restaurant. I rode my horse for a leisurely stroll while drinking strong wine. After two full days, my complexion became a little calmer. Compared to the original pale and bloodless color, I continued on the road. , adding a little bit of rosiness. Outside the border, you are still starving after all. Even if you can save yourself from danger several times, you can't stay in one place for a long time. In the end, you may not even dare to set up a bonfire for the living animals you hunted, so you have to starve, or just After wolfing down half full, he left in a hurry, fearing that the Great Yuan Cavalry with a very sharp nose would catch up behind him and how he could live in peace.
The coachman driving the car was often just a street away from where the young man stopped his horse, but he knew the rules quite well. Even if he sat in the same inn or tavern, he was definitely far away and never came forward. He waited until the young man had had enough wine and food, took out some broken silver from his withered sleeves, and then left, then drove up to follow him.
Well water does not interfere with river water, it is like a stranger.
A few days later, when the coachman was sitting in a corner of the restaurant drinking, Zhao Ziyang took the initiative to step forward with a bowl, sat opposite the coachman, and spoke frankly.
"The reason why we do business is because we are short of money, but we have many concerns. I have already tacitly allowed my brother to follow me, and I have already shown a sincerity that is enough to make a statement. If it doesn't matter, I might as well show some sincerity and let me take care of it." Palm Eyes, at least you won’t be on guard everywhere.”
The coachman was puzzled at first, then he drank a few sips slowly and thought carefully about the recent events outside the border. Then he looked at Zhao Ziyang very suspiciously.
"Where did the young hero come from?"
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Zhao Ziyang smiled calmly and did not answer. Instead, he asked, "It is the rule to ask someone to do something and declare your family status. Everything must be prioritized."
"People from Xia Song have not been out of Xia Song for many years. When doing things, they naturally have to do things for people from Xia Song. The matter is serious. Before the young hero agrees to do business, I can only show the young hero a piece of waist that is rare in Xia Song. If you still feel uneasy about the cards, you might as well ask about the weight of these waist cards in Xia Song. If the nine tribes are destroyed together, we will definitely not dare to lie."
Zhao Ziyang nodded with satisfaction, raised his glass, and then turned around and left.
"Young hero, you don't plan to tell yourself where you came from? It's a bit against the rules." The coachman was startled.
Zhao Ziyang grinned and showed the arrogance he had when he was the leader of the gang at the foot of Nangong Mountain, "Your business must be difficult to do. Now it's my brothers who ask for help from me. I borrow business that others dare not take or can't take. Then, then No matter what the truth is, it naturally lies with me."
"As for why you want me to obey the rules, it's so that I don't have to obey the rules."
