In the past ten years, the seven brothers and sisters went their separate ways, some went to the border garrison, and some stayed in the government office in Beijing. In the end, Liu Shengsheng was left with only three brothers and sisters.
Later, Liu Shengsheng successively accepted many newcomers, but he never personally taught martial arts or adopted adopted children.
Yao Yao became the last adopted child of Liu Shengsheng. Of course, although he was strictly disciplined, he was also very pampered.
Yao Yao did not pretend to be polite. He pulled up a bed and sat down. He filled half a bowl of japonica rice porridge and broke off half a steamed bun. He took a bite and frowned slightly: "Father, this steamed bun is yours today." made?"
Liu Shengsheng raised his eyes: "Yeah, what's wrong?" He took a bite and said, "Does it taste wrong?"
The corner of Yao Yao's mouth twitched and he smiled: "Father, you, the general of the Sixteenth Guards, are equipped with swords and guns to command the three armies. How can you steam buns? You are overqualified and underused."
Liu Shengsheng frowned and took another bite: "Is it so unpalatable?" He raised his eyes and looked out, his face darkening: "No wonder those brats ran faster than rabbits when they heard that they were using twilight food. Xiao Qi, go and get it Call your eldest brother and ask him to clean Gong's bucket."
Yao Yao smiled and put the pastries and wine on the table: "Father, please try the pastry from Xinghualou and the golden stem dew from Wuwei Winery."
Liu Shengsheng was silent: "You are so filial, Xiaoqi, your pocket is cleaner than your face right now."
"..." Yao Yao was speechless: "Father, you are so smart, how can your child survive?"
Liu Shengsheng shook his head, drank half a bowl of porridge, and wiped his mouth: "It's about going to Yumen Pass."
Yao Yao bit his lower lip and nodded.
Liu Shengsheng's face darkened: "Ah Yao, the Yumen Pass matter is of great importance. Major Ambassador Han is a trustworthy person."
Come on, just one sentence, cut off all Yao Yao's little Jiujiu, and follow him with all his heart after half a month.
She nodded, took a sip of porridge, and smiled obediently: "I know, my adoptive father, don't worry. I'll bring you delicious food from Yumen Pass after I've finished my errand."
My daughter's family is the most considerate. Look at those brats outside. Every time they go out on errands, they bring back not only a pile of sour and smelly dirty clothes, but also some delicious food.
Liu Shengsheng looked at his sweet and well-behaved foster daughter. She was such a good girl, but she had never heard of dating a young man or a young master.
I heard that in the past two years, my daughter has been very close to that boy Leng Linjiang, oh, and she seems to be very close to Huo Hanshan.
Liu Shengsheng thought for a while, and without distinction between public and private affairs, he searched through the young talents who were close to Yao Yao, and finally selected two that he liked and placed them next to Yao Yao.
He shook his head. Leng Linjiang and Huo Hanshan were both dandies, and the other acted foolishly and tried to give him money, but he didn't want it.
He forgot Yao Yao's origin for a moment, forgot her reputation as a double evil in Jingzhao Mansion, forgot that she was over eighteen years old, no one liked her, and she was 80% in the hands of her.
Liu Shengsheng is not married and has no biological children. He is over 50 years old. With such an adopted daughter, he can be regarded as having a daughter.
He grinned and shouted outside: "Yu Xin, Yu Xin."
Yu Xin hid in the side room and shivered. He couldn't eat the steamed buns made by his adoptive father. He looked at Jian Yi and said, "Go, my adoptive father is calling."
Jian Yi twitched the corner of his mouth: "Brother, the foster father is calling you, not me."
Meng Shan took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Uncle, Second Master, it's just a toilet bowl, that's all."
Yu Xin and Jian Yi looked at each other, and both glanced at Meng Shan: "It's not you who cares."
Don't be ridiculous, the dignified commanders of the Sixteenth Guards went to clean the Gongtong and kept doing it for several months. They don't want to lose face.
Meng Shan continued to laugh dryly: "Then, if you can't hide, you don't have to clean the bucket?"
Isn't this nonsense? What does it mean to escape the first grade of junior high school, but not the fifteenth grade? If you can't avoid it, you may have to grind for a few more months.
But, is the point of brushing Gongtong? The point is that I don’t have any face, okay?
Yu Xin glared at Jian Yi: "Second brother, if you don't go, I'll beat you up."
Jian Yi trembled and followed Yu Xin into the main hall.
Liu Shengsheng raised his eyes: "We're all here, just in time. Boss, second brother, here's your monthly money for this month. Give it to Xiao Qi."
Yu Xin and Jian Yi looked at each other in confusion and said, "Why, why?"
Liu Shengsheng raised his eyes: "Xiaoqi spent all his monthly money to buy food to honor me."
Yu Xin and Jian Yi saw the cakes and wine on the food table at a glance, and both glanced at Yao Yao.
This doesn't even count as borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha. It's clear that robbers came down from the mountain and robbed them. It's hard to tell, but they will definitely be beaten if they tell.
If my adoptive father slaps me down with his big hand, I'm sure I'll bite a mouthful of mud from the fall. Tomorrow I'll go to Jinwu Guard with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and those guys won't be able to laugh at me.
It doesn't matter if you can solve it with money. Losing a little money is nothing. Being watched and laughed at by a group of subordinates is the craziest thing.
The two of them were angry but dared not speak. They frowned and took out the money.
Liu Shengsheng looked at the two sachets on the food table and raised his chin at the two of them.
Yu Xin took off his shoes dejectedly, took out two coins from his shoes, and placed them on the food table.
Jian Yi sighed, untied his leggings, took out three copper coins, and placed them on the food table.
"Gone?"
"No, no more."
Liu Shengsheng pushed the two pouches and five coins towards Yao Yao. He smiled broadly, not like a decisive and decisive general, but like an amiable and loving father: "Ah Yao, we are poor and rich, don't feel wronged." Kill yourself."
Yao Yao looked at Liu Shengsheng with admiring eyes, saying that this ginger is still hot when he is old, but his adoptive father is just trying to sneak away with nothing.
She smiled obediently and said, "Thank you, foster father."
Yu Xin and Jian Yi were desperate. They were trying to pull out all the money from the bottom of the pot. This was even more cruel than brushing the gong bucket. Now that their faces were cleaner than their pockets, how could they live in the next half month?
I can only eat from the public kitchen, as long as I don't starve to death, and I also want some delicacies from the mountains and seas, it's too much to think about.
Now that he has decided to go to Yumen Pass, Yao Yao no longer worries about gains and losses. Based on his memory of reading Xinjiang travel guides in his previous life, he hand-writes an ancient version of a business trip guide to the Western Regions, listing the required equipment in detail, and makes up his mind. Ideas, don't hesitate to spend money, buy what you can buy, and make what you can't buy.
After all, in this ancient world where infection and a cold could kill you without antibiotics, life-saving is the first priority, and money and other things are just a cloud.
After understanding this, Yao Yao gritted his teeth, paid two months' monthly payment from Jingzhao Mansion, and took a trip to the West Market.
Half a day later, at dusk, Yao Yao spent a lot of money at a drug store, a shoe store, a clothing store, and an iron store. Unfortunately, some things could be bought with money, but some things had to be made by oneself, so that he could have enough food and clothing.
The moon is high in the sky, and the clouds have dispersed.
The yard in Pingkangfang is bustling with excitement, but the winding alleys in the square are crowded with people, and the red lanterns hanging high are densely packed, reaching to the horizon.
Xie Mengxia, the former prince and now the king of Han, was walking under this string of red lights, waving his folding fan. He was dressed in white and looked very handsome.
There were two boys not far behind but not very close. They were said to be boys. They were extremely stable and their steps were brisk. They were not ordinary boys.
The last time he visited Guzhu Pavilion, Xie Mengxia was in bad luck. Not only was he not having fun, but he was also scolded by the saint. He felt that he was at a loss and had nothing to do today, so he turned around and went to Fenghe Garden to get that point. Not happy enough to make up for it.
He was deposed from the crown prince to the king of Han, but only his title was deposed, but he still lived in the East Palace, but he was not allowed to participate in political affairs.
He didn't know what the saint was thinking, and he didn't bother to speculate on the saint's thoughts. He was more happy to stay away from participating in political affairs. With so much extra free time, he could finally be happy.
The winding alley was deep and empty, with only Xie Mengxia and the other three walking leisurely, trailing long shadows behind them.
The shrill sound of blades clashing together rang out, instantly piercing the silence of the winding alley.
Xie Mengxia staggered and almost sat on the ground. He saw a moon reflected on the wet green brick floor, and the frightened bird flew up into the sky, just scratching the reflection.
The blade was coming in an instant, and Xie Mengxia's frightened face could be seen on the back of Bai Sensen's blade.
He screamed, felt his body lightened, and fell back, the blade further away from him.
It turned out that the guard dressed as a young man reacted very quickly. When the sound of the blade sounded, the two people jumped out. One left and one right sandwiched King Han. Instead of rushing forward, they avoided the sharp edge of the blade and stepped back. Only then did they move forward. The trembling King of Han didn't let his head hit the blade, and his face was slashed.
Only then did Xie Mengxia return to his senses. He looked under the red lantern and saw that the big man who had been chopped off with a knife was tall and thick, but his face was very delicate.
"My beautiful lady, how can I be a thief?" He clicked his tongue, looked at the big man affectionately, and sighed.
The two guards staggered, wanting to throw the embarrassing King of Han away and run away.
As soon as the big man stepped back, he was clearly frightened by Xie Mengxia's words, "You are a beautiful woman." He was obviously a genuine man, and he had never been involved with a beautiful woman.
The man in front of him was either blind, or he was frightened crazy by the big knife in his hand.
With a crash, the big man's wrist flicked, and a string of iron rings on the knife kept ringing. He realized that he had been humiliated, and without saying a word, the knife made him move smoothly and chop freely.
The two guards were obviously very good players. One wielded a sword and the other wielded a sword. They didn't let the sword in the big man's hand come closer than a foot in front of him. They fought and retreated with the King of Han between them.
One end of this winding alley leads to Fenghe Garden, and the other end leads to the square gate. It seems that you can advance, attack, retreat or defend, but it is unbearable that this winding alley is deep and long. Standing in the middle of the winding alley at night when you can't see your fingers, you can't see the end in front of you. , there is no end in sight, no one can hear the cry for help.
The guards made a good plan and retreated to the Fangmen. As long as the two of them protected the King of Han and retreated to the Fangmen, they would be safe.
Naihe's plan was wonderful, but the reality was a slap in the face.
The guard held the King of Han, and as soon as he took a few steps back, he heard the whistling wind coming from behind him.
