“Shopkeeper, does your stall have fresh water?”
The official road was dusty, and ten Zhou cavalrymen came on horseback and stopped in front of the stall. A sergeant jumped off his horse, his body was light and he landed silently, like a civet cat.
"My lord, there is a hundred-meter-deep well behind the shop. My lord, you can just get it yourself!"
The shop owner and the waiter saw the team appearing from a distance, and before the cavalry could approach, they were already standing on the road waiting.
The Great Zhou Dynasty established its dynasty with force, but now there are constant wars on the border. Sons and sons protect the family and the country. The court attaches great importance to the army, and the common people do not dare to neglect it.
"Take out all the dry food and cooked food from the stalls. We are in a hurry and need it now!"
The leading sergeant took out a bag of broken silver and threw it to the waiter. The cavalrymen accompanying him also got off their horses and quickly walked to the well behind the paving with wooden buckets, fetched clean water and carried it to the roadside.
Within a moment, the team escorting the prisoners of war came in force.
The prisoners of war in the team were already thirsty and chapped from their long journey. Looking at the buckets placed by the road, they felt like they were hungry wolves of flesh and blood. They wanted to plunge their heads directly into the buckets and drink.
But looking at the whips stained with dried blood in the hands of the sergeants on the side, no one dared to challenge Sergeant Zhou's authority. They all lined up obediently to get water.
"These are Da Luo prisoners of war escorted to Bei City by the Labor Service Department of the Ministry of War for sale!"
Old Man Tu grabbed the chicken leg with one hand and filled the wine with the other. His mouth was full of oil as he ate, "There are constant wars in the world. The Great Zhou Dynasty was founded eighty years ago, and the war lasted for eighty years. Needless to say, Beimang has been tough since ancient times, but he has always lived in seclusion. Da Luo from a corner is also eyeing the Zhou Dynasty, following Bei Mang these years, often secretly stabbing Da Zhou!"
His eyes flashed slightly, he glanced at the team of prisoners of war, and smacked his lips: "But having said that, the Daluo men are vulgar and ugly, but the women are white and tender. When a man touches him, his bones are soft and his flesh is soft, and he is like cotton wool when pressed. Women from the Kamikaze Kingdom who love the sea are even better at serving men. When I was young, I once had a romantic affair, which I still recall!"
Old Man Tu talked about meat and vegetables without any scruples. Jiang Xuanxin, who was eating at the table, had never heard such words before, and couldn't help but blush and feel quite embarrassed.
But Jiang Li smiled slightly and said: "I heard what Mr. Tu said, but he went to Daluo when he was young? The book said that Daluo admired my style in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and imitated China in terms of clothing, writing, and etiquette. There are also two major sects, Huaxiao Dao and Jin Yanzong, which are as famous as the ten major sects of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"Hehe, Mr. Li, after you become the Marquis, you will also join the army in the future. If you meet Jin Yanzong's martial arts cultivators, you need to be careful about their sharp legs and unpredictable ghosts and gods. However, if you meet the women of Hua Xiaodao, you only need to Just hold on to your belt!”
Old Man Tu pulled open his clothes, revealing a scar as big as a bowl on his chest, and said nonchalantly: "Master, please see, this is the price I paid for that night of love. If it hadn't been for Mr. Hou's help, Old Tu would have been drained of me." In Daluo, those little ladies can really kill people!"
"Shut up, you are full of filthy words. Whose slave is this? He is so vulgar and ignorant of discipline!"
Under the wooden tent of the food stall, in addition to Jiang Li's table, there were three tables of guests. They were both men and women, sitting next to each other. They were all dressed like traveling businessmen.
A guest wearing a bamboo hat and black gauze slammed the table and cursed in a bad tone: "Damn old man, you are not young at all. Why do you make things up out of thin air as soon as you open your mouth? You talk about people behind their backs and speak ill of them. You are so stupid." Xiaodao is also a major sect in the world, an orthodox sect, and the three great mysterious women are visualized. The Taoism is its own lineage, mysterious and unparalleled, how can it be as filthy as you say!"
Her voice was clear and sweet, and even when she scolded her coldly, it was as tactful as a song. However, it was a little difficult to pronounce the words, and the connection between words was stiff. The palm of her hand that was smacked on the wooden table had green, white and slender jade fingers, like a jade carving.
"Hehe, the old man was just talking about Hua Xiaodao. The little girl is so angry. Could it be the work of Da Luo Kingdom? Or the aunt of Hua Xiaodao!" Old Man Tu curled his lips, bared his front teeth, and smiled innocently.
"Damn old man, you're looking for death!"
The guest wearing a bamboo hat suddenly stood up. He grabbed the chopsticks with his jade hand and wanted to hit someone, but was grabbed by a square-faced man next to him.
"You guys take off your veils and take out the road guide too!",
Although the quarrel in the wooden shed was not loud, it attracted the attention of the Zhou cavalry escorting the prisoners of war.
Several sergeants walked into the wooden shed, their eyes like falcons, scanning the people in the shed.
After seeing the tiger-shaped jade pendants on the waists of Jiang Li and Jiang Xuanxin, several sergeants glanced at them and quickly averted their eyes, finally landing on a group of merchants.
"Several officials, we are merchants from Huaiyi, bringing some Su embroidery to the city for sale!"
The square-faced man dressed as a businessman quickly stood up with a smile, took out the road guide with the official seal from his arms, held it with both hands and handed it to the leading sergeant.
"The road guide is real, no problem!"
Several sergeants carefully inspected the road guide and verified that it was genuine, but did not return it to the square-faced man.
The leading sergeant was a ninth-level Xiaoqi, with strength at the level of Jiao Martial Realm. He stuffed Lu Yin into his breastplate, turned his hand and pulled out the long knife from his waist. With a flash of cold light, he actually put it on the neck of the square-faced man. superior.
"Master, don't be joking. We are all businessmen with responsibilities. These silver coins are dedicated to you, master, for tea!"
The square-faced man's expression changed slightly, showing a panicked expression. He hurriedly took out some broken silver and copper plates from his arms, wanting to show his respect.
"Although the seven Huaiyi prefectures are in the same province, they are exclusive and opposed to each other. When people from the seven prefectures go out to travel, they will only say that they are from that prefecture, and will never call themselves Huaiyi people. Which country do you belong to? Come on and do it carefully!”
Xiao Qi knocked over the broken silver and copper plates with a slap. The long knife placed on the neck of the square-faced man was lowered a little. The blade was so sharp that it almost cut into the skin, and blood seeped out along the blade.
"Gentlemen, if you are so serious, it will be very difficult for me to handle!"
The square-faced man suddenly raised his head, and his originally frightened face suddenly changed, revealing a strange smile.
On the wooden table next to him, dozens of bamboo chopsticks in the chopstick holder moved without any wind, and slowly floated up, lying horizontally in the air, trembling slightly, like flying swords.
"You are a monk!"
Xiaoqi screamed in surprise, his body shrunk suddenly, and rolled on the ground like an ape. The long knife danced into a light curtain and enveloped his whole body.
The next moment, the bamboo chopsticks floating in the air turned into phantoms, shooting like arrows, clanking on the screen of swords, shaking the small flags and retreating one after another.
"Find out the reincarnated body of Saint Deshan after she was dismembered, and bring it back to Da Luo!"
The guest wearing a bamboo hat also shouted loudly at this moment, and the traveling businessmen around the three wooden tables stood up in response.
Someone pulled open his clothes, revealing a light armor with exquisite patterns. He held a short blade and rushed towards the prisoners of war and the sergeant of Dazhou.
Some people quickly retreated, sitting cross-legged on the ground, making secrets with their hands. A dark wind suddenly rose in the wooden shed, and there were many ghosts.
"Damn old man, it's all your fault!"
The guest wearing a bamboo hat flicked his jade hand, and two bamboo chopsticks shot out, stabbing the dirty old man with a blank look on his face and a chicken leg in his hand.
