At the south gate of the inner city, Xiong San, with his head wrapped in gauze, was pacing back and forth in the guardhouse on the side, looking at the avenue with a face filled with anticipation.
"General, what are you doing? You're shaking your brothers unconscious by wandering around."
"You know nothing! If I guess right, today, you, Boss Xiong, will be promoted, and maybe you can return to the Guards."
Xiong Sanyi sat down on the chair, moved his buttocks, stared straight at the avenue outside, touched the gauze on his forehead, the pain made him grin and hiss softly, but he immediately started laughing again and again. .
Geshan told him to guard the south gate that day, but it was actually just a subconscious move of worry.
I'm afraid even Geshan didn't expect that Mu Qing and the others would soon come to visit the inner city at night. Xiong San stretched his neck and looked at the road out of the city, and said to himself happily: "If you don't say that he is a strategist, I, Xiong San, am one." As for the little battalion commander, it has only been two days, and he really got it right."
The people in the guardhouse were all people close to him. They all looked at each other with inexplicable expressions as if the old man's brain was broken. One of them bravely asked: "Boss, are you suffering from a severe blow to the head?" ? We didn’t talk about the death of so many people last night, and we didn’t even leave a hair on them. We’re thankful that we weren’t punished. How could we possibly return to the Guards?”
"Hmph~"
Xiong San looked around at the people in the room, all of whom looked arrogant. He couldn't help but squint and said: "You idiots can only use your strength and not use your brain at all. If I have someone like Military Master Ge under me, no, as long as he is there... If you are so smart and talented, I won’t be able to sit here and suffer from this bird air.”
After a few words of training, Xiong San felt bored and lowered his voice and said, "You guys should learn from this. There was a lot of noise last night. Don't you know who died?"
"Our brothers in the personal guard have indeed suffered little loss." His subordinates agreed.
Xiong San smiled proudly: "For the safety of my brothers, I shamelessly asked the military advisor for fifty people. If not, the twenty of us would not have been able to withstand the opponent's attack."
"It's okay now. Our hard work has been seen by the commander-in-chief. I don't believe that the commander-in-chief will ignore our achievements."
The subordinate hesitated and said: "Boss, brothers naturally believe in you, but I think this is not considered credit..."
Xiong San rolled his eyes and said: "Idiot! Those people made a huge fuss at the City Lord's Mansion last night. Isn't it normal that we couldn't stop them? But I heard that they suffered a big loss at Andingfang. This What's it called? This is called choosing the less bad among the bad. People are most afraid of comparison. Looking at what has happened recently, aren't we the only ones who have given a little bit?"
There was silence in the room for a moment, and suddenly someone shouted loudly: "How wonderful! The boss is indeed the boss."
Xiong Sandu was startled by the voice and glared: "Tell me what's so wonderful about it? Damn it, I hate you most for pretending to understand."
Several of his men scratched their heads and laughed out loud. They did imitate his previous silly smile, but unfortunately they could not learn his cleverness. Just when Xiong San felt regretful, he heard a burst of footsteps outside. Come on, I suddenly got excited and rushed out the door.
"General!"
What he saw was so different from what he expected, Xiong San's face darkened instantly, "What's the matter?"
The two soldiers who came were part of the city defense army. When they heard that Xiong San's tone was wrong, they immediately pulled out a child from behind: "We saw that this child was sneaky and refused to tell us his name. We suspected there was something wrong."
"Oh." Xiong San's eyes fell and he saw a little boy who was grabbed by the collar. His buttocks were arched and his feet were kicking up and down on the ground. When the little boy saw him looking at him, he shrank his neck and turned his head. Bite the soldier's wrist.
"Bastard!" In front of the officer, if a little boy can't be restrained, how will he mess around in the future? The soldier used hard force on his hands and lifted the little boy and threw it to the ground.
Xiong San squinted his eyes and watched this scene with boredom. While he looked down upon the city defense army even more, he had no intention of doing anything.
Xiong San had seen a lot of dirty little boys like this in the outer city before. This man had his own life, so how could he take care of it?
"Boss, boss."
"Um?"
His subordinates suddenly pulled Xiong San's sleeve. Just as Xiong San was about to turn his head, his eyes swept across the road leading out of the city. His eyes widened suddenly, and his shoulders shook for a moment. It was as if he was blessed. He raised his foot and kicked away the soldier in front of him. He went out, and the little boy who was about to hit the ground stood up straight with a gentle bump from his instep.
Just before everyone could react, on the road leading to the city gate, a wave of people had already jumped on their horses and walked towards this side. The leader glanced at the dirty little boy and said coldly Looking at Xiong San: "What are you doing?"
"Great Commander!"
"Great Commander!"
The men behind Xiong San had straight waists and did not dare to express their anger. Although they were all personal guards, facing Xing Fei like this, everyone felt a burst of pressure invisibly.
Xiong San breathed out a sigh of relief, looked down at the little boy and asked, "Are you okay?"
The little boy felt that he had just been rescued by this tall general. He shrank his neck and shook his head. Xiong San saw how sensible the little boy was and laughed wildly in his heart. However, he tried hard to keep his face from grinning. He lowered his head and said in a deep voice: " Report to the commander, it may be that my usual orders are too strict, and my soldiers overreacted, mistaking the little boy for some sneaky figure."
Xing Fei nodded after hearing the words, and then got off the horse. He appreciated Xiong San a little more, "It's a good thing to be strict with orders, but it also depends on the situation. I saw it just now. You didn't make all the mistakes." Leaving it behind on the brothers under my command does not bury the integrity of our personal guards."
Xiong San was overjoyed when he heard this and raised his head: "Commander?"
Xing Fei hummed and tossed a scroll to Xiong San in an understated manner, "From now on, you will resume your identity as the battalion commander of the Guards Army, and assign 800 elite guardsmen to be under your command."
Although he was still the battalion commander, he not only returned to the Guards, but also commanded 300 more people. Xiong San finally couldn't hold back the smile on his face. Xing Fei was very satisfied with his current enterprising appearance and said in a deep voice: " There has been a lot of wind and rain in the city recently, and I think you have all felt it. Your place is the main passage in and out of the inner and outer city. During the next period of time, you, Xiong San, have to guard this place for me."
"Commander?!" Xiong San suddenly reacted and asked with his mouth wide open in disbelief: "Can't I return to the Guards and listen to your orders? According to Xiong Sanyi, when he heard that those familiar people died again No matter how much, I just want to fight those enemies who disturb Suzaku!"
Xing Fei's eyes twitched slightly, he looked at him again, and finally shook his head tiredly: "Geshan is right, even if no enemies come, we should put our personal guards under control. I'll leave this matter to you. Do you understand?"
Xiong San's chest jumped suddenly, guessing some possibility, he quickly buried his head on his chest and said loudly: "Please rest assured, Commander, Battalion Commander Xiong San will definitely guard the south gate!"
"Well, from today on, everyone who enters and exits from the south gate, whether they are troops or civilians, must ask where they come from and where they go. Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard, it's not hard."
There have always been registration levels for entering and exiting the city, but if the soldiers guarding the city met someone they knew, it would be the same thing, let alone a higher-ranking officer. Xiong San watched Xing Fei take the lead in registering, and then left the city. Men, couldn't help but let out a heavy breath, "It looks like there will be a long period of unrest."
"Hey, I left a good impression in front of the Commander-in-Chief today. I, Xiong San, have made a big step forward, right?"
Xiong San thought about this happily. When he turned around and saw the little boy leaning on his thigh, he calmly ordered: "This little guy is my nobleman, let him go."
The little boy's ears were stunned when he heard it, and he immediately ran towards the city gate.
Another soldier who came to capture the boy cowered and asked, "General?"
Xing Fei glared fiercely: "What? Is it true that I don't mean what I said?"
"No, it's just because the little boy refused to register that we didn't let him out of the city."
Xiong San was so angry that he kicked the soldier: "Why do your city defense soldiers have their heads on their necks? I don't know if I just write a name on it and let him out of the city."
The afternoon in Zhuque City was really hot. Xiong San held on to the sweat-soaked gauze on his head, grinning in pain, and went straight back to the cool guard house.
Outside the south gate, after the little boy left the city gate, he was like a little pony returning to the grassland. He quickly merged into the crowd. However, as soon as he turned a street, he was hit by a stone on his forehead. .
He screamed, turned sideways and saw the person who had taken action, and finally couldn't help crying, and hugged the person with runny nose and tears: "Sister Qingqing!"
"Hey~ what are you doing?" Zhao Qingqing said with a look of disgust, one little hand on her hips and the other on the little boy's forehead.
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"Oh~ delicious! Sister Qingqing, I didn't expect to see you again!"
Two children were sitting against the wall, shoulder to shoulder. The little boy gnawed on the chicken legs wrapped in oil paper and said happily.
"Hiccup~" Zhao Qingqing patted her small chest very elegantly, stretched out her hand to wipe the oil on the little boy's fingers, and hummed softly: "Didn't you tell me last time that you would come out? I'll stay with my senior sister. At the same time, she refused to teach me real kung fu, so she was very bored, so she just wanted to try her luck, and I didn’t expect to meet you."
"Ah? Do you have a senior sister?" If there is a senior sister, then there is a master. The little boy's face was full of curiosity. It has always been the dream of both of them to learn from the master.
Zhao Qingqing's eyes fell on the chicken drumstick in the little boy's hand, swallowed her saliva, snorted, raised her small and fair chin, and looked away: "I tell you, my master is very beautiful and powerful, and so is my senior sister. Everyone has been so kind to me. These two chicken drumsticks are my lunch today. If you had come out a little later, you wouldn't have seen them at all."
"Hehe, Sister Qingqing's master and senior sister are both beautiful. Sister Qingqing will definitely be very beautiful when she grows up!"
"What did you say!"
Zhao Qingqing tapped her finger on the little boy's head, and sighed like a little adult: "I thought I would never see you again, but I didn't expect that you kid can really run. You came back twice after entering."
The little boy seemed to recall something, brushed his head for no reason, and whispered: "Sister Qingqing, it's so miserable inside. I won't go back even if I die."
"Yeah." Zhao Qingqing tilted her head, thought for a while and said, "You still have a grandfather in your family, but if you go back now, you will definitely be arrested again, so why not come with me."
The little boy said happily: "That's great, maybe we can have the same master, and you will be my senior sister then!"
Zhao Qingqing patted her knees, stood up, and pouted condescendingly: "Just you? Lu Xiaoyu, the follower, still wants to be my junior brother, but this heroine is the first to disagree."
As dusk approached, people coming and going had no time to pay attention to the two children running all the way to the east of the city. In a courtyard in the east of the city, Wang Xiuwei, who had not been waiting for Zhao Qingqing for a long time, also approached Mu Qing.
