Chapter 132: It’s like a lifetime ago

Style: Historical Author: Li PoshanWords: 2244Update Time: 24/01/18 17:13:13
In the early morning, the dispersed rain has turned into morning dew. If you stand under the branch and shake it gently, it will pour down, making people wet all over.

Of course, Xu Mu would not do such a stupid thing.

"Brother Mu, my body is all wet." Si Hu took a few steps closer and spoke angrily.

"Change your clothes... follow me out of the village later."

The wine house has been set up. The rest is to make moonshine.

Changjia Town has taken back the food from Tangjiang City. If you want to pick it up again, you can only go there again.

This round, Xu Mu wants to go in person.

No matter what Tsuneshiro does, on the surface, the two of them are still doing business.

After Si Hu finished changing his clothes and hitched the carriage, the two of them followed the long and narrow path and headed forward steadily.

Horseshoe Lake is so remote that even to get to the entrance of the official road, it takes more than half a day. It takes almost two days to come and go.

Si Hu held the steamed buns in one hand and the reins in the other. The wheels of the cart rolled very fast. In a short while, they traveled a mile or two.



On the balcony of Changjia Town.

Changshiro crossed his legs and flipped through a flying book coldly.

"Failed again."

"General Po Di? He really dares to ask for this title."

"The people from Beidi are gathering more and more. Now, they are actually thinking of using riding skills to go out of the city to fight against the enemy."

After tearing the letter into pieces, Chang Shiro raised his hand and fed it to Chang Wei next to him.

"In the beginning, without Xiao Dongjia, how could he have been promoted like this? I, Chang Xiaotang, admire the people from Tongziying who sacrificed their lives for their country, but this guy has already gone astray."

"Young Master, if that young master is really capable, why doesn't he go and serve his country and kill his enemies?" The old man in Chinese clothes looked puzzled.

"It's hard to say. I think the little boss is still hanging around. Maybe he will go, maybe he won't."

This sentence is equivalent to nonsense, but the old man in rich clothes next to him has no dissatisfaction.

"No matter which way the little boss takes, what he wants in his heart must be to survive with the people of the village."

"In this vast world, tigers cannibalize people, wolves cannibalize people, even officials cannibalize people, and big families cannibalize people too. The little boss still has a long way to go to overcome thorns."

After getting up, Changshiro tied up his robe, and then looked around boredly. When he saw the carriage approaching on the forest road, a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Chang Wei, go and greet him."

Chang Wei swallowed the letter completely down his throat, coughed twice, and hurriedly ran downstairs.

Even after the heavy rain cleared, the forest roads were still muddy.

The wheels of the carriage were already covered with a thick layer of old mud, and when they were crushed against the bluestone road in front of Changjia Town, they left a long mud mark.

"Fish! Fish!"

After Si Hu reined in the old horse, Xu Mu just got out of the car, took a few steps forward, raised his head somewhat silently, and looked at the towering Changjia Town in front of him.

"My little boss!" Chang Wei hurried out, "My young master said that my little boss will definitely come to get food in the next two or three days."

"The wine business is running. If we delay for a few more days, the villagers will starve to death."

"Where is your young master?"

"The young master is making tea in the town and waiting for my young master to drink with him."

Xu Mu was slightly shocked, but there was no expression on his face. Time and time again, the little friendship between him and Tsuneshiro was probably going to be squandered.

The rest is just business.

"Si Hu, follow Chang Wei to get food."

After straightening his robe, Xu Mu walked towards his usual home town. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the town, he saw Chang Shiro with his legs crossed and making tea while humming.

Xu Mu smiled and took a few steps closer with his fists clasped.

"Master Chang, long time no see."

"You're welcome, please sit down."

After rubbing his nose, Changsilang filled a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Xu Mu.

"I told you before that there are not more than three people in this inner city who can let me, Chang Shiro, pour tea with my own hands."

Xu Mu's face was silent. He had always refused Chang Silang's solicitation. The road that the young champion of Gun Stick was going to take, he didn't want to follow in the muddy water now.

"I heard that you were kicked out of Tangjiang City. I originally thought of letting you come to Changjia Town, but unexpectedly, in a short period of time, you have already settled in Ma Ti Lake."

"Just asking for your life."

"Only a fool would ask for such a life for more than thirty old gangsters."

Changshiro picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Even I didn't expect that you would choose such a path."

"Master Chang, I've told you before, it's just asking for your life."

"Don't be on guard against me, I'm too lazy to expose you."

This sentence is indeed true. When twenty officers and soldiers were killed, it was Chang Shiro who helped suppress them.

If Tsuneshiro uses this to threaten, it will be a catastrophe. Of course, it seems that for the sake of solicitation, Changshiro also got himself into it.

"My little boss, you didn't get anything good from killing this group of old bandits?"

This sentence finally made Xu Mu's heart tremble.

In fact, he had hidden the four treasure boxes, and even Chen Sheng and other people in the village didn't know.

"If not, that would be best."

Changshiro smiled again, "The little boss thinks that if there are no hidden stakes in the city, how can those old gangsters kill people, set fires, and rob money smoothly?"

"Hidden stakes?"

"Of course, every gangster will have hidden secrets in the city. For example, which family has made a lot of money and which family has a shortage of nursing homes, they will probably know it."

"Then he started killing people and taking wealth." Xu Mu's expression was grim.

Changshiro looked funny, "You must be thinking, the inner city is under the emperor's feet, why is there such a thing?"

"Little boss, let me tell you, this root is rotten, how can it bear any good fruit? Maybe for the sake of money, there will be people from the official family who are willing to be a backbone."

Xu Mu didn't answer. He picked up the tea cup in front of him and took two sips slowly.

"When the roots are rotten, if you want to eat sweet fruits again, you have to pull out the tree and plant it again."

"Plant trees. Plant good trees so that future generations can enjoy the shade."

With this level of persuasion, it would be a pity not to open a headhunting company.

Xu Mu nodded strangely, his mind was not clear, and he was definitely going to be led away by Chang Shiro.

"My little boss is silent." Chang Shiro looked speechless.

"As a brewer, I don't eat fruit. I just need rice to make wine."

Changshiro was stunned and sighed slightly.

At this time, hundreds of grain carts had been loaded, and more than twenty guards began to climb onto the carts.

Si Hu's heavy footsteps also began to approach.

"Master Chang, I'll take my leave this time. I'll come back to Changjia Town the next day to listen to Master Chang's teachings."

Changshiro raised his hand impatiently.

After Xu Mu took a few steps, he suddenly spoke again.

"My dear boss, I received a letter today from an old friend at the border... It says that the Di people are powerful and the Po-Di general Zhao Qingyun who is guarding Hezhou has been defeated three times and has no way to retreat. .”

"Little boss, this is going to start trouble again."

Xu Mu paused for a moment.

In a daze, he remembered the beacon fire at the border again. Under the smoke, the junior captain Zhao Qingyun stood in front of the destroyed Wangzhou City, with tears in his eyes.

Hundreds of thousands of refugees were unable to escape, wailing in grief amid flying arrows and yellow sand in the sky.

After a long time, Xu Mu rubbed his eyes and felt that the scenery in front of him seemed like a world away.