Foreign businessmen are the top priority of the banquet!
As soon as they saw Yue Guanchao and the others coming, the villagers immediately put down their wine glasses and pushed Yue Guanchao and the others to the table.
Taking turns to toast and sing folk songs.
Even if they didn't like getting drunk, they would inevitably get drunk under the warm reception of the villagers. After waiting for the party to end, they staggered back to the Ge family's old house.
"Brother, is it snowing?"
Yue Erpao was staggering towards the yard when his forehead felt cold. He looked carefully with the help of a kerosene lamp and saw that the snowflakes in his palms quickly melted and turned into water droplets.
"Snowing? No way."
Song Siyuan stretched out her hands in the air, and after a while, snowflakes as big as soybeans fell down.
"Geda, is this normal?"
Geda looked at the sky, his happy expression turned serious, and he turned back to look at everyone:
"It won't snow in Qingniu'ao at this time. Is winter going to come earlier this year? You guys burn more firewood tonight and we'll talk about the situation when we go there tomorrow morning."
As he spoke, the snow particles changed from soybeans to broad beans, and finally turned into goose feathers and heavy snow. In just an hour, the inner and outer courtyards were dyed white.
In the wing room, Yue Guanchao chopped a large pile of firewood, which filled the room with heat. There was a layer of sweat on the window glass. Even though he was wearing a thin coat, he was not cold at all.
The copper stove is hot and the earth stove is roaring.
Everyone was sitting around the stove, their noodles hot and sweating. Yue Guanchao looked at everyone and said slowly:
"Ma Chang, that night when I visited the imperial court at night, you were the man in black who was rescued, right?"
He thought for a long time that he should open the skylight and speak frankly. His words made Yue Erpao and Song Siyuan confused.
Ma Chang was stunned for a long time, knowing that he could not be deceived, so he nodded in acquiescence.
"What do you mean, you have seen it before?"
Ma Chang's performance completely aroused Song Siyuan's curiosity. She recalled the day she visited the court at night and suddenly realized:
"That day, you did return without success. You also said that many people died from hidden arrows. It turns out that you saved one."
Yue Guanchao looked at the crowd and told them his inner judgment:
"Yes, when I rescued him, I smelled a smell of vinegar and acid. I wasn't sure it was him at first. I crawled outside the small courtyard where the juggling team lived, and then I was sure that he was that person."
So far, Ma Chang has been rescued by Yue Guanchao twice. For him, Yue Guanchao is his great benefactor. He has no intention of hiding it from these people. He looks at everyone and salutes with cupped fists:
"My dear friend, I am indeed the man in black. Those people knew that I was good at boxing and kicking, so they threatened me to go to the palace to visit the palace at night. Unexpectedly, the palace was heavily guarded. If it weren't for you, I would have been shot to death by a hidden arrow. Now I am being shot by you. I saved you twice in a row. From now on, my life is your life, and there is no repayment for you."
"That's not the case. I just want to ask you, what should I do in the future?"
Yue Guanchao's words made Ma Chang sigh:
"Now, the juggling troupe is dead a long time ago, and the Yin Daozi gang has been wiped out. The world is so big that there is no room for me."
"Why don't you follow us!"
Yue Guanchao's words made Ma Chang's eyes light up and he looked at the crowd:
"Why? What does my benefactor want me to do?"
"bodyguard!"
Yue Guanchao's decisive words made Ma Chang even more confused:
"As far as I can tell, my benefactor is far more skilled than anyone else. You can completely protect them. Why do you need me to be a bodyguard?"
"Those thugs are spies left by the people who hired us to do things. They are not my own people. I need my own people to watch over them to prevent them from doing evil things!"
Yue Guanchao understood that Mao Ye did not distinguish between black and white, and Geda was enthusiastic and open-minded. Let alone the two of them, the other four nursing homes were real threats. They were the people sent by Chao Wenshun to monitor him. He needed more own people.
When he hinted like this, Ma Chang immediately understood the reason:
"I understand, you are forced to do things, don't worry, I will keep an eye on them secretly."
"In this way, my benefactor can rest assured."
Seeing Ma Chang agree, Song Siyuan pulled Yue Guanchao towards the east chamber: "Are you sure you want to take Ma Chang to rob the tomb?"
Yue Guanchao lowered his voice and approached Song Siyuan's ear:
"Otherwise, Ma Chang has probably been following the lame Liu around the world since he was ten years old. He has been influenced by what he hears and sees, and the world he has seen is much more vicious than the rest of us. He has been able to maintain such a character after going through the filthy mud, and his nature is not bad. "
"Moreover, horses often shrink their bones. Such people are good at drilling holes for thieves. This is also an advantage. Even Yin Dao is reluctant to kill him, which shows that he is indeed useful."
"Pushing someone out is better than turning him into one of my own. If it were me, I would definitely turn him into one of my own. Even if I fight against the nursing home, I still have a chance to win."
Song Siyuan was convinced by these words, but she still had some questions:
"Ma Chang seems to be averse to tomb robbing. What if he doesn't want to go down?"
Yue Guanchao looked at Song Siyuan, his eyes became extremely treacherous:
"Ma Chang hates tomb robbing because he was forced to do so. If it was to repay a favor, he would definitely be willing to do it. People who travel in the world value grudges most."
After weighing the two sides, Song Siyuan clarified the pros and cons and decided to follow Yue Guanchao's idea and accept Ma Chang.
A few people chatted for a few more words, then turned off the lights and got on the bed to dream of yellow beams.
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