Brother Zhai Huan is worried about the hexagram, and the culprit has gone far enough away. The old man raised his hand to lift the brim of his bamboo hat, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the tax bank queue behind him, whose tail had long disappeared. A bit of youthful vitality that was inconsistent with his age appeared on his old and haggard face. He said: "I didn't expect to laugh. Fang is here too."
If Zhai Le was still here, he would be surprised.
He traveled around Xiaocheng, and there were not many people who were close enough to exchange first names. How did this old man, who had only met once, know it was him?
The shepherd boy twirled a simple and rough bamboo flute with his fingers.
His tone was mature: "Unexpected, good things can come with many consequences."
The old man smiled and asked: "With these two 'unexpected' events, Xiaofang and Zhai Huan, do we still have to execute the plan as planned?"
The shepherd boy asked, "What else? Ha, one is Zhai Xiaofang and the other is Zhai Yuewen, they are still young. Mr. Shen Xiaolang, there is nothing to be afraid of."
Seeing the shepherd boy's confidence, the old man shrugged.
"There's something I don't quite understand."
The shepherd boy said in a cold and tender voice: "You ask."
The old man frowned in confusion and said: "You are obviously only twenty-four or five, and that Zhai Huan is already weak. Even if he is younger than you, let's count him as twenty-one or two. Why do you always speak in an old-fashioned way? It seems that you are older than Zhai Huan. Have you had sex for two or three rounds?"
"Then why does Mr. Shen Xiaolang like to take advantage of Zhai Xiaofang? Who is the 'son' in your mouth who 'loved wine when he was young and could drink three pots of wine in turn'? Why you do it, I am why." The shepherd boy asked this question. , immediately stopped the old man.
Could it be why?
Naturally, it is to give people the joy of being a father. No matter whether it is a man or a woman, they all have the heart to be a father.
The old man was smiling, but his expression suddenly froze.
In the blink of an eye, he returned to the kind and kind old man's state. The shepherd boy understood without any hint, raised the bamboo flute in his hand, and started playing. Due to the material of the instrument, the sound of the flute is not very good, but the skill of the player can also be seen from it.
A grandfather, a grandson and a cow returned to the village leisurely.
This is an abandoned village located deep in the mountains.
The other houses have been uninhabited for a long time. They were either gnawed by insects and ants, decayed and collapsed, or were destroyed by the slippery ground. The entire village was deserted and deserted. Only the old house at the end of the village was still intact. Behind the house were two orange trees that were growing wildly without care.
The old man led the old cow and pushed open the creaking old door.
The following scouts stared for a while, and saw a little light shining through the dilapidated windows of the old house. Half an hour later, green smoke rose from the chimney, and finally turned around and left with confidence. Inside the house, the old man standing in front of the window observing the outside nodded to the shepherd boy.
The shepherd boy said, "It should be Zhai Huan."
Zhai Le didn't see through his disguise at all. Captain Yang was hesitant by nature and mediocre in ability. He also had aloof pride in his bones. He despised ordinary people and would never think so of two grandsons who didn't seem to be a threat at first sight. equally important.
Not to mention sending scouts to follow him.
The only possibility is that Zhai Huan is suspicious.
"Zhai Huan? Since he was suspicious, why didn't he stop him then?"
The old man felt very happy in his heart.
They really lived here these two days, and there were indeed two orange trees in the backyard. The village originally had more than 30 households and was quite popular. It's just that the world is difficult, and young people are either forcibly recruited as soldiers, or they can't survive and have no choice but to go out and seek development.
The remaining old people and children waited for death, and after several twists and turns, it gradually turned into an all-too-common uninhabited village.
"Naturally, it's because the enemy has become lax that it's easy to reveal the truth. Instead of alerting the enemy, it's better to wait and see what happens." The shepherd boy thought through Zhai Huan's behavior and said quietly, "He didn't see through my disguise and couldn't figure me out. Two identities: innocent passers-by, outposts of thieves, or simply thieves..."
The two made a fire with old firewood to boil water, and simply used some dry food.
There was no hint of urgency in his expression.
Except for the heavy rain outside, which was not part of the plan, other details did not depart from the shepherd boy and Chu Yao's plan, including the slippery field.
The shepherd boy looked calm, but actually he was sweating inside.
If Captain Yang chooses to clean up the dirt and gravel, the chances of fake tax money will skyrocket, and they can only find ways to get closer to test the authenticity. If true, it would be difficult to intercept them after a forceful attack after passing through the official road, and it would be easy for them to be tricked by the tax collection team; if false, their work would be in vain, and they would fight until they return home and go to bed.
If you choose to take a detour, that's exactly what you want.
This potholed dirt road is not only slippery and difficult to navigate, but is also very narrow. If you want to pass, the tax bank team can only stretch as long as the elders. In the event of an enemy attack, they cannot take care of both ends. Even if there are powerful warriors sitting there, it will be difficult to set up a formation.
The advantage is gone.
Most importantly, it can also greatly consume the soldiers' physical strength.
Hey, don't even think about leaving before dawn.
Coinciding with heavy rain, the difficulty increased to another level.
Thinking of what Chu Wuhui had done with Gong Shuwu, the shepherd boy was very much looking forward to what Duwei Yang would be like after he had gone through all the hard work and found out that there was another slippery slope on the mountain road.
It must be an angry and ferocious face.
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The result was not what the shepherd boy expected.
At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the rain was not stopping yet. Captain Yang received the information from the scouts in front, and his face was like a wild horse running wildly towards the black. Iron green was not enough to describe his face at this time.
At this time, another scout also came back on horseback.
Report back to the pair of cattle herders.
This hits the muzzle of the gun.
Captain Yang was holding back a fire that had nowhere to go. He didn't like anything at the moment, especially Zhai Huan who came up with blind ideas and showed off after learning some skills. Any pedestrian passing by would be suspicious. Is he the reincarnation of a fox? So suspicious?
The only good thing is that the floor is not slippery and can be cleaned.
When Captain Yang looked at his subordinates and asked if they wanted to clean up, he almost roared: "If we don't clean up, how about a detour?"
Where to go?
Or do you have to make a U-turn?
The subordinate officer was reprimanded and looked depressed.
Although it didn't take long to clear the slippery ground, the tax team was forced to stop. At first the soldiers were grateful to be able to take a break to catch their breath, but they soon discovered that they were too naive. The cold rain fell on the soldier's skin, cooling the heat from the inside out caused by a lot of exercise. When the cool breeze blows, the skin trembles, triggering goosebumps, and the limbs become cold and stiff.
This dirt road is difficult to walk during the day, let alone at night.
Captain Yang had no choice but to find a relatively open and flat place and ordered the entire army to rest on the spot. The soldiers, as if they had received an amnesty, got under the tax collection vehicles to hide from the rain. Fortunately, those who have martial courage can still use martial courage to resist the coldness of the autumn sun.
Those who are not courageous can only resist, or rely on physical means such as shaking or gathering to keep warm. After most of the day, I felt more tired than the previous few days combined. Not long after, thunderous snoring could be heard coming from some corners.
Zhai Huan felt increasingly bad.
Even if there is no suspicion about the grandfather and grandson, the "Tuen hexagram" that appears in the scribe's way of starting a hexagram is actually the lower hexagram, which is a big trouble.
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