After Xu Huaigu and Yu Qin bumped into Fan Xuan delivering the messenger flying sword in the woods, they returned all the way to the pass and went into their tents to rest. There is no need to say more here.
Besides, the demon clan had just launched an army attack yesterday and was repulsed. Logically speaking, they should have a peaceful life for the next few days.
Moreover, the guards at Linguan fought really well in this battle, killing more than 100,000 monsters. For the monsters, this was no longer a dispensable loss.
Therefore, Chu Xiuyang wanted to hold a celebration drink, firstly to boost morale, and secondly to welcome Lin Cangyang. Xu Huaigu was actually not very happy to see Lin Cangyang's visit.
The false emperor of Dayu Kingdom has just been removed, and the aftermath must not be simple. The court is in need of a backbone, but Lin Cangyang comes to inspect the border at such a juncture. How can he be so sure that there will be no trouble in the court?
But Xu Huaigu just thought so. Lin Cangyang's coming to the border was her own business, and Xu Huaigu had nothing to do with it.
It was already the afternoon of this day. Since the battle yesterday, Chu Xiuyang had sent a large number of soldiers out to clean up the battlefield. On the other hand, the celebration wine was also being held in a lively manner.
Xu Huaigu had just walked out of the camp and was about to go find the Xingyue Sect monk named Xia Ying yesterday to thank her in person for helping her with his sword, but he happened to bump into Chu Xiuyang who was walking quickly.
She was wearing a sword on her waist and two guards beside her. She was walking very hurriedly, as if she had some official business to attend to.
Xu Huaigu walked over and said with a smile: "Hey, General Chu, what are you doing with such a majestic appearance?" Before Chu Xiuyang could speak, the two guards around her stepped in front of her and looked at her warily. Xu Huaigu asked: "Who are you? Stay away from the general!"
"Hey, it's okay." When Chu Xiuyang saw that it was Xu Huaigu, he motioned to the two guards not to be nervous and smiled at him,
"The letter requesting arrows from General Lu was just sent yesterday, and a carriage was delivered to Tanglin Pass today. It's just that there seems to be some conflict between Captain Chen, who is responsible for the handover, and them, so I'm going to take a look." Xu Huaigu nodded. Seeing that he seemed a little bored, Chu Xiuyang said, "If Mr. Xu has nothing to do, you can go and sit in the tent over there. The monks are all there. I have asked the person in charge of cooking to celebrate the celebration." Start preparing, and you can drink it tonight. In the battle yesterday, thanks to relying on Mr. Xu, otherwise it would have been more misfortune." This seemed to be completely different from Chu Xiuyang when they met alone in the camp yesterday. It's as if he's a stranger. Sure enough, a general must have the demeanor of a general in front of others.
Xu Huaigu agreed with a smile and asked, "Has Lin Cangyang arrived?"
"The princess has arrived. She is in my camp, talking with my generals about defending the border and the affairs of the court. Does Mr. Xu want to see her? How about I send a message to the guards in the camp and ask them to report to Xu Gentleman, let me go?" Xu Huaigu said hurriedly: "That's not necessary. We will naturally see you at the celebration wine tonight. There is no need to worry about this moment. There is no need to trouble the general." Chu Xiuyang nodded and left. Xu Huaigu went to Chu Xiu without thinking much. Went to the camp where the monks were mentioned by Yang.
As soon as he stepped into the camp, he saw a civilian official and two soldiers asking around in the camp. This should be the person responsible for recording the military achievements of the monks.
Xu Huaigu glanced into the camp and saw Yin Zushi, Yu Qin and two other unknown monks chatting together. Most of the other monks gathered together in twos and threes. Only Xia Ying sat in the corner and took a piece. He was wiping the knife in his hand with a handkerchief. The knife was sharp and cold.
The little civil servant responsible for recording military achievements only watched from a distance and did not dare to approach her. Xu Huaigu took a closer look and found that Fan Xuan was not in the camp and did not know where she was.
He slowly walked towards Xia Ying, who just raised her eyes, glanced at him, and then continued to stare at the knife in her hand.
Xu Huaigu stood in front of Xia Ying, bowed his hands and thanked him: "I would like to thank you for your help for what happened yesterday, otherwise I would still have to suffer at the hands of that snake demon."
"You're welcome." Xia Ying said this calmly without raising her head, and she didn't seem to want to talk to Xu Huaigu, which actually made Xu Huaigu a little embarrassed.
Xu Huaigu glanced at the knife in her hand and praised: "It's a good knife, I'm afraid it's not inferior to the immortal soldiers." Xia Ying still just nodded, without any other reaction, and she didn't want to say anything to him.
Xu Huaigu finally ran out of topics and had to say: "Anyway, I still want to thank you." Seeing that Xia Ying still had a calm expression, Xu Huaigu just felt that it was boring and was about to go to Yin Zishi's side. Just when he turned around At this time, Xia Ying spoke up: "I was not the only one who helped you yesterday, Fan Xuan from the Zixia Sect also helped. Logically, you should also thank her." Xu Huaigu stopped, paused, and said : "Your Excellency is right, but I don't know where she is at this time." Xia Ying said, "Don't worry, we will meet you next time." Xu Huaigu turned his head and glanced at Xia Ying, secretly thinking that this person said something So weird.
From her tone, it seemed like she knew there was a conflict between herself and Fan Xuan, so why did she insist on making such remarks?
It happened that Xu Huaigu met Fan Xuan's suspicious behavior in the woods yesterday and said such words to her. It can be said that the relationship between the two is as tense as possible.
Say thank you to Fan Xuan? Even though Xu Huaigu considers himself to be quite adaptable, he is not so shameless.
Xu Huaigu was still thinking about this, but Yin Zushi had already seen him over there and greeted him: "Brother Xu, come and sit here! Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Come here." Xu Huaigu responded with a smile, walked to the group of them, sat down next to Yu Qin, and joined the chatting queue.
It was easy to pass the time in the afternoon. Several people talked about many matters in the monk world, and talked about what they had seen and heard on the border battlefield these days. After a while, it gradually became dark.
The torches inside Tanglin Pass gradually lit up, and the soldiers on the city wall took over their shifts and continued to perform their duties of guarding the border pass.
Even if tonight is a celebration, there must be someone guarding the city wall, otherwise it will become a good opportunity for the demon clan to attack.
Many monks in the camp here were still resting, and a soldier from the other side came to report: "The celebration banquet has been prepared. General Chu asked me to come over and give you a message. You can just go with me." "The monks stood up and followed the soldier out of the camp.
Xu Huaigu glanced back and saw that Xia Ying was still sitting on the same spot. At this time, she had sheathed her sword and was concentrating with her eyes closed. She had no reaction to the soldier's words just now and had no intention of getting up. She probably didn't want to celebrate. After drinking, he couldn't help but secretly thought that this person was really lonely.
When Yin Zizhi saw him looking back at Xia Ying, he said: "This is what this person is like. He is deserted. Except for the monk from the same sect who came with her, the rest of the people don't pay much attention to her. I see you went there before. She thanked her over there, maybe she was also ignored?" Xu Huaigu nodded and said: "But he has a good heart, maybe he just doesn't like to be sociable." When the monks came to the celebration banquet, they saw that there were already people sitting here. There was a large group of soldiers covered in darkness, with dishes placed in front of each of them, and people coming in from outside carrying large pots of beef and mutton.
The soldiers in the field did not distinguish between you and me, and were not polite to each other. They just ate meat and some rough ones started directly. The others did not dislike it and continued to laugh and laugh. It was very lively.
Although it is called a celebration drink in name, during the war, alcohol was banned in the military, so most of the drinks were meat.
However, thinking of the hard work of the soldiers guarding the border, Chu Xiuyang ordered that drinking be allowed at today's banquet, but each person was limited to one bowl. It was only for entertainment, but not to make people drunk.
Xu Huaigu continued to follow the crowd and saw Chu Xiuyang sitting in the top seat. At this time, she had taken off her helmet and was discussing something with the generals and captains around her.
However, Xu Huaigu looked from a distance and vaguely saw that the expression on her face was not good-looking, but rather a little anxious.
The other generals also looked uneasy, and the food in front of them remained untouched, which was in sharp contrast to the lively atmosphere of the soldiers below.
Xu Huaigu couldn't help but frowned, fearing that there were still hidden crises within the customs that had not been eliminated. It seemed that it was not the time to slack off yet.
"General Chu thought that the immortals would prefer purity, so he specially found this place to hold a banquet for you. Immortals, please sit down here." The little soldier who led the way led the monks to a place away from the main banquet. In the side room,
"The conditions in the army are difficult, and the food is definitely not as good as what you eat on a daily basis. Please bear with me."
"It doesn't matter, since I came to the army, I will kill monsters as the leader. General Chu is still willing to wait for me, I should be grateful!" A monk said this, and the others agreed, and the soldier Then he withdrew, leaving a group of monks alone in the room.
Xu Huaigu took a look at the dishes on the table. Most of them were beef, mutton, and fish. The preparation was simple. They were just cooked in a pot and sprinkled with some salt. Not to mention compared with those in restaurants, even the taste of ordinary people's homes was not comparable. Compared to that, it really can’t be considered delicious.
Xu Huaigu looked at many monks around him picking up chopsticks, looking left and right, but there really weren't many places where they could use their chopsticks.
Yin Zizhi picked a plate of mutton that looked relatively clean, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth, and his face immediately turned ugly.
Xu Huaigu asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Not used to eating?"
"The smell of mutton is too strong." Yin Zushi shook his head, took a sip of tea, and put down his chopsticks. Xu Huaigu turned to look at Yu Qin and asked, "Are you still used to eating?" Yu Qin was picking up vegetables and putting them in his mouth. After swallowing them carefully, he replied, "When we were in the mountains, , sometimes I don’t even have enough to eat. After all, there is meat here. What can’t you get used to? But you, I’m afraid you won’t like it.” Xu Huaigu said with a smile: “You can eat it, so I will It's no problem anymore. I'm just a rough guy in the mountains, and I don't have to pay much attention to it. I feel uncomfortable eating expensive food." After that, he picked up the food with big chopsticks, took two more mouthfuls of rice, and ate it.
Yu Qin smiled, raised the cup to him, and said, "I have to pay tribute." Xu Huaigu raised his cup, and the two clinked their glasses and drank the tea in the cup.
The two looked at each other and smiled knowingly. Yin Zishi watched from the side, seeming to realize something.
