Dang Dang Dang——
The meal bell finally rang. There were crowds of heads in the post, and the scene was extremely spectacular. The noisy sound also made Zhu Meiren and Tang Ya look up from their chores.
Zhu Meiren moved her shoulders and neck - needless to say, she used to hate doing this extremely trivial desk work, but after experiencing a day in the cave with Song Yu and the others, Zhu Meiren now has less rejection of these things. A lot.
Although Tang Ya did not accompany the prince to "play", he had already been deployed for a whole day. It took him more than an hour just to confirm the injuries of the brothers who were on duty these days. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to relax, and then he was a little surprised: "It's a little late for dinner today."
"It's not surprising. There are so many mouths for eating all of a sudden. I'm surprised that the kitchen can put the rice on time." Zhu Meiren curled her lips and said sarcastically, "We will sit down soon. I'm afraid we still have to wait. You have to protect someone from being eaten alive by the eyes of your brothers."
Tang Ya was helpless: "Don't say this in front of the young city lord, lest the young city lord develop a suspicion against the director."
"I'm not that stupid. It's not just because I haven't seen anyone at this moment that I'm just having fun with my mouth." Tian Mingmei saw that Zhu Meiren was already extremely restrained. She felt that she was cultivating her mind today.
Zhu Meiren is not just full of complaints, she also has something serious in mind. While helping Tang Ya file away the chores he had done, he did not forget to ask: "Brother Tang, your cultivation level is higher than mine. I can't tell where that Taoist master came from and what realm he is in?"
"No, I can't see any clue." Tang Ya looked solemn, "You reminded me. We have to write a letter tonight and tell the director about this matter so that the director can have backup."
"I thought that if you and I join forces, even if the young city lord disobeys, we can still force him. Today I saw that man pulling the young city lord to break through the formation and break into the demon suppression pass. Now I have no confidence at all." Zhu Meiren smiled bitterly, thinking of the Taoist's age, her original confidence was shattered to pieces.
"Do you still have confidence?" Tang Ya, who was extremely serious, actually made a joke about Zhu Meiren.
Zhu Meiren looked a little lost: "Although I started practicing a little late, my talent is already unique. Even for you, Brother Tang, I don't think I will be worse than you in the future. But for that Taoist, who can How can you be so conceited?"
The Ping An Department is the core of Tianyong, and the Ping An Department in the main city has gathered experts from all over the world, and they are the elites among the elites. However...there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.
Tang Ya did not refute this time. Although he knew very early on that some things could not be surpassed even with hard work, the disappointment caused by him recognizing himself in an instant when facing Xie Nanshi was unforgettable to him.
Suppressing the uncontrollable disappointment in his heart, Tang Ya forcibly changed the topic: "And the 'miraculous doctor' that the young master brought back has been settled, right?"
"Yes." Zhu Meiren responded, looking like he was about to speak, but finally let out a long sigh. This miracle doctor was able to break into the Demon Suppression Pass on his own, so he was obviously not a simple character. I don't know where this second generation ancestor who was driven out of the capital got to know so many strange and capable people.
At this time, the outpost was already brightly lit. After all, there are many people and the size of the temporary tent is limited. At this moment, the people stationed here and the thousand people sent by Lin Tingxin were sitting in the open air. Under the bright starry sky, several bonfires were raised and, eh...? Roast pig and lamb?
Zhu Meiren smelled a strong aroma as soon as she came out of the tent, and her expression became a little confused: "Brother Tang, did I remember it wrong? Have you ever eaten these here at the outpost?"
Tang Ya was even more confused than she was, and even doubted herself: "Do you smell the aroma of wine?"
Zhu Meiren sniffed hard twice and said uncertainly: "It seems...it really does exist."
People who practice Buddhism are less likely to get drunk, so there is no tradition of prohibiting alcohol in the Heian Department. But the aroma of the wine is so strong that you can smell it just by passing by... How strong is the smell of this wine?
Along with the wine and meat, there was also laughter. Zhu Meiren rubbed her temples vigorously: "I have a feeling that this is caused by that person again."
Tang Ya didn't say anything, but he felt that this was probably the case. This is a guarded place, who else but him would act like this? Who dares to mess around?
There was wine and meat, and all the unhappiness caused by the day's running was washed away. The rules of the Safety Department are still there. When serving meals, each team returns to its own team, and they are stationed in small groups one after another in the camp. It is not too difficult for Tang Ya and Zhu Meiren to find Song Yu and others.
But along the way, the doubts in the two people's hearts became deeper and deeper - before they were far away, they could only smell the aroma of wine and see roasted pigs and lambs. Only during this journey did they see various dishes of chicken, duck, fish and meat. This is obviously not something that a kitchen can make.
It’s not like the kitchen doesn’t have any food, but the table looks like it’s just for filling.
Song Yu, who was surrounded by thousands of people to protect him, had a sad face at this time. He had to eat porridge and side dishes and eat plenty of vegetables. Zhu Meiren almost wanted to ask Song Yu what he was doing on the spot, but she was infected by the joyful atmosphere around her and held it back: "Song...Young City Master, are all these your handiwork?"
"I heard from the kitchen staff that because I was waiting for a thousand people to arrive suddenly, they didn't have time to cook, so they went to a neighboring town to buy some." Just kidding, if these thousand or so people don't have enough to eat because of him, what will happen in the future? What should I do if a cold arrow is fired at the Demon Town? No matter how strong Xie Nanshi is, he cannot protect the entire level.
Besides, buying and transporting food is not difficult for Song Yu. Similar items in his backpack can be stacked up to full value, and all the slots in the package have already been opened by him. In terms of transportation, it has many advantages over the NPC in "Meeting the Gods". However, in order to feed such a large number of people, Song Yu also asked Xie Nanshi to take him across two or three towns.
There must be some sincerity in buying people's hearts.
This also leads to uneven dining styles and levels. But this has nothing to do with Song Yu, as long as he is sincere, don't you see that he is just porridge and side dishes? Who else can complain?
demeanor? But they were all in tears.
Zhu Meiren pondered for a moment and said no more. She suddenly wondered if she just thought that this second generation ancestor was too incompetent. Maybe it's just that they are born differently from people like her who come from a grassroots background, which leads to some misunderstandings.
Tang Ya's eyes were a little more cautious. He knew his master's plan. The more idiotic the young city lord was, the easier it would be to control him as a puppet...
Song Yu seemed to notice the two people's gaze, and stretched out his hand to call them over, and pushed the side dishes in front of them: "Come on, you're welcome!" Such a special "delicious food", there must be someone to enjoy it with him. ?
Zhu Meiren's face turned dark for a moment, what does this mean? Show off your power?
Seeing Song Yu provoking the two "guards" sent by Lin Ting again, Xie Nanshi's lips curled up into a smile, and he once again acquiesced to his evil intentions.
He knew that Song Yu had other plans for the future. Since he was temporarily out of Lin Ting's control, there was no need to continue pretending to be incompetent.
Except for some people who are cautious by nature, extremely responsible, and those who need to stay at their posts. That night, everyone in the station drank to their heart's content. They were singing and dancing with arms linked around the scorching firelight. Sitting on the main seat not far away, the young city lord who had caused them countless troubles looked much cuter and more approachable.
There are even bold ones who come over with wine to toast in the name of thanks. Song Yu did not reject anyone who came and drank them all. Later, I even danced and punched with them, and I got carried away.
The singing and dancing by the campfire continued until midnight, before Song Yu was helped back by Jie Nanshi.
Song Yu was also depressed. Obviously due to level restrictions, he could only drink some coarse wine like rice juice, but he didn't drink much. Why did he get the drunken buff? The whole scene in front of him was crazily distorted, and his limbs couldn't control his movements, so much so that he wanted to take the wooden fish. No matter how hard you knock or try to disperse it, it won't work.
Xie Nanshi carried him back the whole way. Fortunately, except for the people stationed at their posts, everyone was drunk, so Song Yu's hard-won image would not fall to the bottom again.
Lu Mingzhi did not eat with him, but stayed alone in the courtyard. When Song Yu and Xie Nanshi came back, Lu Mingzhi was sitting in the courtyard drinking wine and admiring the moon. When he saw Song Yu's appearance, he got up and followed him to the side room, helping Xie Nanshi to explain his words that were full of ambiguities that could not be understood. Song Yu moved to bed with his words.
Lu Mingzhi even thoughtfully took out his needle belt, took out a few silver needles, and before Jie Nanshi could stop him, he pricked Song Yu's hands and head——
Song Yu snored calmly.
Jie Nanshi let go of the hand that grabbed Lu Mingzhi's wrist and looked at the locations where the needle was inserted in a strange way. There were no meridians and acupuncture points here, but the effect was so immediate.
Xie Nanshi calmly looked for an opportunity to check the Song Dynasty's pulse, but found nothing unusual. Then she silently remembered the position where he placed the needle, and randomly looked away.
"He's not very drunk. He'll be fine after a nap." Lu Mingzhi wiped the silver needle and took back the needle belt.
Xie Nanshi nodded, and then realized that others might not be able to see his movements in the unlit room, so he responded again.
Lu Mingzhi rolled up the needle tape and looked up at Jie Nanshi, who was still standing by. There was a hint of teasing and amusement in his naturally smiling eyes: "It's late at night, won't Taoist Priest take a rest?"
"It's late at night. We have disturbed the miracle doctor when we came back. How can we let you take care of the drunkard on our behalf?" Xie Nanshi's voice was very immersive and sincere, and he did not hide the meaning of seeing off the guests in his words.
Even though he judged that Lu Mingzhi was not wearing human skin, this person was full of doubts. Even though Xie Nanshi knew that Song Yu intended to use his medical skills, he did not want to have too much contact with Song Yu and this person.
Lu Mingzhi was not angry and even left calmly and decently. Only when everyone left completely did Xie Nanshi look back. After helping Song Yu settle down, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
A night of silence.
