unlucky ghost

I squeezed out of that street and turned a corner, and I saw a long row of people in front of me, all men in coarse linen clothes, stretching their necks to look inside.

There was a mahogany table at the front of the team, and a middle-aged man with a beard was standing behind him, holding a thick brush in his hand, panting heavily while talking, "Brothers and brothers, we only recruit young men here. Thirty to eighteen, those who are older, please go back."

A few elderly men withdrew their heads and retreated, "Oh, it's a pity, when I came to recruit a few days ago, I didn't say that I only recruited young people. This is a good thing, and I ran away with more than 500 taels of silver a year. "

A skinny middle-aged man next to him said in surprise, "What? The person who came to recruit a few days ago said that the annual military salary is only 90 taels. Did you hear it wrong?"

"90 taels? You heard it wrong, the person in charge just said it, and the notice posted on the wall also clearly stated 500 taels, how could it be wrong?"

The skinny middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, then sighed, "It's a pity..."

In less than half a stick of incense, half of the people dispersed, and the rest were young and strong.

Tan Zishi secretly thought, just right, he just happened to be crowned this year.

Tanzi got off his horse, tied the Qiyao horse to a tree with a crooked neck, adjusted his clothes, and stood at the end.

A lean young man stood in front of the mahogany table and gave his name.

The fat steward raised his eyes and glanced at him, waved his brush and said, "No, no, you have a mole on your face, go quickly, go, next..."

The man said: "What kind of soldiers are you recruiting? Why do you still have to look at your appearance?"

"What do you know, we are using the guards in the palace. They are all from the royal family. It's not good to look scary."

Everyone started to murmur.

A few bad-looking people followed and left with a sense of self-knowledge.

Tan Zishi touched his face, it felt pretty good, but he didn't sleep well last night, he might have dark circles under his eyes, and he didn't wash his face all day, so he quickly wiped it with his sleeve.

Waited for half a stick of incense.

"next."

Tanzi smiled and saluted, "I've seen you, sir."

The steward looked at his face, "What's your name?"

"Tan Zishi."

The man waved a pen and wrote his name on the paper.

Tan Zishi glanced at it, and hurriedly said: "It's not food, it's real food."

The man scratched his cheek impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, go in quickly." He waved his hand and told him to go into the yard.

Tan Zishi touched his face, and happily went to the courtyard, never thought that being a soldier was so easy.

Then two or three others followed.

It turned out to be one out of ten, and only ten out of a hundred people picked less than ten.

The rest dispersed dejectedly.

The manager ordered a few servants to carry the table and go in.

Tanzi actually entered the yard, and several young servants led him very attentively, into a small wing room inside.

The decoration in the wing room is minimal, there is a warm Kang next to the north wall, and the tables and chairs in the middle have been moved to the corner, leaving a large area in the middle.

A woman with heavy make-up was sitting on the kang, and next to the woman stood two rows of young and strong servants.

The man in charge walked up to the woman with a bow, and signaled that everything was ready.

The woman looked at the men who entered the room with satisfaction, raised her legs and said, "Take off!"

Qiyao Ma rested his face on the old bark, and raised his four hooves alternately to rest his feet.

From three poles in the sun to noon, the hot sun was so hot that my butt hurt, but I still couldn't see the pool.

It walked back and forth impatiently, moved its fart and butt to the shade of the tree, and was about to open its mouth to call a few times, but heard a muffled "clang", the small door in the yard fell to the ground in response, and the door was humming. Suddenly a person came out, brushing his robe with his hand.

Qiyaoma's eyes lit up, isn't that his master? The way he kicked open the wooden door was very chic, and when he walked out, he looked like a fairy with fluttering clothes, and it would not be too much to use a jade tree to face the wind...

Qiyaoma watched Tan Zishi walking towards him, and was stunned for a moment, and his mouth kept drooling.

"Stupid thing, what are you looking at, why are you still in a daze, why don't you hurry up and carry me away." Tan Zishi looked at him stupidly, and cursed.

The Qiyao horse squirmed and hoofed.

Tanzi patted it on the face, and said, "Why can you understand human speech, you bastard?"

Qi Yaoma raised his eyes to look at Tan Zishi, only then saw that Tan Zishi had a piece of rouge on his face, his clothes were not neat, and his belt was tied crookedly.

"Don't look, I was played by them. Damn it, I took off my clothes when I entered the door, and said that I needed to have a body check, lest someone disguised as a man sneak in," Tan Zishi wiped his face with his sleeve. Rouge, said: "It's just a den of bandits, picking a son-in-law for their boss."

The Qiyao horse stamped its hooves, and rubbed its head against Tan Zishi, who was cursing and spitting.

Tan Zishi looked back, and there were several tall and thick men standing behind him, all of them staring at him with fists clenched.

Tanzi hurriedly jumped on the horse's back, raised his whip and urged the horse.

The Qiyao horse was eager to protect the owner. While carrying Tan Zishi, he ran forward with his hooves on his back, and kicked his hooves backwards, knocking down two along the way.

The rest of the strong men chased after him with their knives in hand, all of them blushed anxiously.

Tan Zishi looked at the gleaming swords and was immediately terrified.

The two strong men who were kicked down also got up from the ground, and caught up with the first three strong men carrying knives, chasing after them like a gust of wind.

Tanzi was busy clamping the horse's belly, urging Qi Yao to run quickly.

However, the knife in the strong man's hand was faster, and the cold blade slashed over his head and face.

Tanzi was so frightened that he hurriedly got down on the horse's back, but he heard strange screams of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" With black horse manure.

The next few strong men couldn't stop, and they fell on top of them.

The Qiyao horse stopped and looked back, flicked its tail, turned its head and snorted at the pool, and put down its hooves proudly.

Several strong men who stepped on horse manure hurriedly held their noses and vomited on the ground.

Tan Zishi also quickly pinched his nose, staring dumbfounded at the horse under his ass.

At night, all the people who could walk in Tanfu were sent out to find Tanzishi.

Seeing that the second day was about to pass, the pharmacy in Tan Mansion was also closed, and Wen Zhong called all the staff out to find someone.

The whole house screamed like dogs, especially those old hens, who were so startled these days that they dared not lay eggs in the chicken coop, and their stomachs hurt from holding back.

It was dark, and the Tan Mansion was brightly lit.

Master Tan propped up a thin frame, looked out the window while coughing, blood dripped unconsciously from the corner of his mouth.

A few old hens in the backyard don't go to sleep when it gets dark, they are looking for a clean place to lay their eggs in private.

In the wine cellar, a flock of chickens laid eggs at the foot of Tanxi. After holding back for a day or two, laying eggs was much easier.

In less than a stick of incense, there were already seven or eight eggs piled up at Tanxi's feet, and a group of hens flapped their wings and called for a nest. They clucked and clucked for a long while, waking up Tanxi in a daze.

It was dark outside, and it was a good time for ghosts to go out.

Tanxi yawned and went to the front yard, and when she walked to the veranda, she saw the maidservants coming and going, all of them panicked.

Two maidservants walked towards each other, whispering to each other, "Is the young master back?"

Another shook his head.

"If you haven't come back after so many days, I'm afraid..."

The maid holding the lantern hurriedly stopped her words, "Shh...don't talk nonsense."

Tanxi walked to the front quickly, and saw that Wen Zhong was leading a doctor to Master Tan's room. There were figures in the window, and servants were coming in and out.

Tanxi walked to the gate of the mansion and looked at the long street, where the lights were scattered.

There are no stars and no moon in the sky, and the ground is gloomy.

Tan Xi's heart skipped a beat, this little boy is a waste without his father, he has been away for so long, and he doesn't know if he is still whole now?

Tanxi got out of Tanfu, bumping around on the dark road, finally saw the dim candlelight in the front window, and hurried over.

While running, a loud voice suddenly shouted above his head, "Get out of here!"

A man screamed "Ouch", rolled down from the sloping eaves, and landed on his face with a "slap", falling at the foot of Tanxi.

"If we get lost today, you and I will break our friendship! From now on..." The woman upstairs started to cry, "You will never even think about stepping into my room again!"

"This... you..." The man on the ground stood up and picked up two more clothes from the ground, his upper body was still naked.

"Hmph!" The small window was slammed shut.

"You! Make trouble for no reason!" The man pointed at the window and cursed angrily.

The woman upstairs started crying, and the crying disturbed the neighbors. Someone opened the window and cursed: "Which bastard stays up late at night, and the man still wants to make out with his wife, and make trouble during the day!"

The woman upstairs opened the window with a slam, and poured a basin of footwashing water downstairs, then stopped crying, and cursed at the window not far away: "Shameless! I am happy, can you take care of me?" ?”

The man on the ground was drenched, he watched the upstairs window slam shut again in a daze, and after a while he sighed: "Alas... it's really difficult to raise a woman and a villain..." After finishing, So go shirtless.

Tan Xi couldn't help being happy, he still remembered that it was also in this place last time, and it was also the two people who had an awkward fight, so he bumped into him twice.

Tan Xi thought of the young master of the Tan family, and said with a smile: "No, no, men are also difficult to raise." These words can't be overstated for the young master Tan who is full of dough.

Just as it was quiet here, there was a vague sound of horseshoes not far away, and the sound was deep and shallow, slowly approaching Tanxi.

It was only when he got closer that he could see clearly that the Qiyao horse was limping over, and the man on the back was lying crookedly on the horse's back, not knowing whether it was dead or alive.

Tanxi's heart trembled, and she hurriedly went up to meet her.

Qiyaoma could see Tanxi's ghost, and called to Tanxi.

Tan Zishi rushed back all the way, but didn't get a drop of water. At this time, he was fainted from hunger, and fell asleep on the horse's back.The Qiyao old horse knew the way, so he came back with the pool on his back.

Seeing that the pool was in good condition, Tanxi urged Qiyao Ma to say, "Go back quickly, his father is still waiting for him."

Qi Yaoma twisted his neck awkwardly, snorted and walked forward.

At a fork in the road, Qi Yaoma stopped and looked back towards Tanxi.

Tan Xi said with a bitter face: "Don't ask me, I can't remember the way either."

Qiyao's bright black eyes cast him a contemptuous look, paused for a moment, carefully identified the left and right, and then carefully turned to the left.

When one man, one horse and one ghost returned to the mansion, the mansion was surprisingly quiet.

The candle lights in the hall were like daylight, and the maids and servants stood in the courtyard with their heads bowed, as if they had been waiting for Tan Zishi here.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes, Jiang Han hurriedly ran out, saw Qi Yao was carrying a half-dead man on his back, rushed up to push Tan Zishi, and shouted: "Young master, young master, wake up quickly."

After yelling two or three times, Tan Zishi suddenly opened his eyes, sat up suddenly from the horseback, looked down and saw Jiang Han, grabbed his hand and said with a smile: "I thought you were in a dream again." You called me, it turned out to be true."

After finishing speaking, he supported Jiang Han's arm and jumped off the horse.

Jiang Han saw that he was walking with weak legs and feet, so he hurriedly helped him to go to the mansion.

Walking to the gate, Tan Zishi's stomach started rumbling, and Tan Zishi said to Jiang Han with a smile: "Jiang Han, I'm so hungry, I can't walk anymore, go and get me some food."

Tan Zishi's legs and feet were really too weak to walk. As soon as Jiang Han left, he collapsed on the ground, sat on the threshold and looked at the servants and servants in the garden and asked: "What are you all doing here in a daze, my young master?" Isn't this back, and it's going to be gone soon?"

No one in the yard made a sound.

Wen Zhong was standing outside the accounting room with a serious expression on his face.