glacier dream

When the food is served, it is naturally not as good as the Qin Mansion, but fortunately these few are not picky masters.

During the meal, Qin Binghe suddenly remembered, and said, "By the way, that ingot of silver still has some background."

Qin Yan said: "What is the background?"

"The other day a beggar said that he could ask for money in the Rain Bamboo Forest, so I went there. I didn't know that I didn't ask for money, but I listened to a lot of bitter poems." Qin Binghe said with a smile, "Fortunately, there is a kind-hearted nobleman. The young master gave me a piece of silver, otherwise I would have no face to go back."

Qin Zhong knew it was him, but asked with the corners of his mouth curled up: "Then who is your noble son?"

Qin Binghe didn't answer, just smiled.

Qin Yan, who was at the side of the two playing riddles, couldn't understand, and frowned and said, "Who the hell is it?"

Suddenly being stepped on by Zhang Mian, Qin Yan knew that the two were playing charades.

Is there a way out for single people?

"This inn is not as good as the Qin Mansion, kick me if you want to come out at night, and I will carry you." Qin Binghe said and hugged the man tightly, obviously the same soap was used, and the smell on this man is always special .

"You really treat me like a waste?"

"...I didn't mean that."

"I know, I'm kidding you, why are you nervous? Tomorrow, when we cross the border, we will go to Dongguo. I heard that there are no roads in the city, it's full of rivers, and people travel by boat..."

"It's really inconvenient to turn around. What if it rains and the water rises? Isn't the house flooded?"

"Who knows."

The two of them fell asleep while chatting, it was almost winter and it was so warm to hug each other.

It was the same the next day, there was still a long way to go to the Eastern Kingdom, and when I heard that bandits were rampant, Qin Zhong thought to himself that he was powerless, so it was rare for him to lead someone to run into bandits, so he had to experience it carefully.

Who knows that they are almost passing the official road, but they never see bandits. This is so hot, how come bandits are so unlucky, they don't come out when they should come out.

Qin Binghe read the chess record carefully, and only asked the young master on the couch what he didn't understand. Seeing his unhappy expression, he asked: "What's wrong with your face being stretched so long?"

"It is said that there are many bandits in Shuanglong Mountain. I haven't seen them since we're almost gone."

"The merchant even hired bodyguards to defend against bandits when they came out. Why are you still thinking about it?"

"This trip to the south must have been fun enough. I don't know when the next time will be. I must have seen enough." Qin Zhong said, resting his chin.

Qin Binghe knows this person well enough to know how childish he is. He looks like Mr. Pianpian, but in fact he is just a spoiled bad kid. He looked at him helplessly and said: "We have to go this way later. maybe……"

Before the words were finished, the sedan chair suddenly shook violently, as if being forced to stop.

Qin Binghe's eyes lit up when he saw Qin Zhong, and he lifted the curtain to take a look, and sure enough, a group of big men with machetes in their hands stopped in front of him.

Fearing that Qin Zhong could not see clearly from the couch, Qin Binghe hugged him and sat in front of the sedan chair to watch Zhang Mian deal with those people.

It was nothing more than an old-fashioned rhetoric about tolls, and Qin Binghe had only heard it from storytellers, so it was even more novel now.

Zhang Mian was about to send people with money, but he was too lazy to bother, but the young master behind him said, "What kind of money do you want, my money is blown by the wind? It's better to find a piece of land to grow crops by yourself if you stop people from asking for money in the middle of the mountain." Selling, I blush for you guys doing such a trivial thing."

After speaking, Qin Zhong's eyes sparkled, and he whispered to Qin Binghe, "I wanted to say this a long time ago, it's so cool."

Qin Binghe shook his head and smiled helplessly, and leaned over to kiss his young master's smiling eyes. Seeing that Zhang Mian had already started a fight, he lifted his robe and went down to the ground, first protecting Qin Yan beside the carriage. Go forward and help him solve it.

After all, it was taught by the masters of the inner circle, and the kung fu of boxing and kicking is naturally better than these half-way monks.Qin Binghe didn't dare to get too far away from the carriage, so he did it right in front of him, beating one another, not wanting to fight.

After a while, the bandits were beaten so hard that they couldn't stand upright. Qin Binghe stepped on one of them and said, "What's wrong with you, you have to be bandits."

"What do you know? You guys from a rich family don't understand the sufferings of the world! Have you ever lived a life where there is no last meal?"

Qin Binghe thought for a while, and said: "It's really lived."

"..."

"When I have no money, I don't become a bandit when I'm a beggar. It's the kindness of the people who beg for money. You bandit steals other people's lives." Qin Binghe continued, seeing his young master's signal, he relaxed legs, helping the man to stand up.

The man seemed to be still angry, he shook off Qin Binghe's hand, and said: "I am not a loner, there are about a hundred families in the cottage waiting to be raised, if we can't get money, what will those old people, women and children eat?"

There are about a hundred households, but I don't know that there can be so many people in a cottage.Qin Binghe didn't say anything to provoke him again. After all, the eldest brother only raised four children at that time, so there was no such pressure, and he had no experience to refute him.

Qin Zhong thought about it and said: "Binghe is right. Your cottage is like this because the elderly, women and children have not made any contributions. The elderly cannot weave bamboo baskets? Women and children cannot embroider handkerchiefs? Why are you lazy?"

The leader didn't say a word. After thinking for a long time, he felt that there was some truth.My cottage was first established by a group of refugees, who would have thought that more and more people would come later, and only a hundred or so people had to be supported by this group of men, so naturally they had to find a different way.

It is said that the elderly, women and children are too weak, and they can always do what they can, right?I really thought about it, I have raised a group of moths for no reason these years.

Qin Zhong saw that the man was thinking about it, so he said: "Binghe, bring some banknotes."

Hearing the order, he returned to the carriage and took out three bank notes from the compartment.

"Give the bill to the strong man."

Hearing that Qin Binghe didn't understand either, he still obediently handed him the silver ticket.

"Think of the 300 taels as your principal, and how you use it is up to you." Qin Zhong saw the embarrassment on the face of the leader who took the money, and continued, "I don't trade at a loss, but next time Pass by your Shuanglong Mountain again, I hope you can show me some benefits."

That's what he said, but he didn't mention when he came and what benefits he wanted. The leader knew that the young master's money was almost for nothing.He was overwhelmed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, he cupped his hands and said: "Next time, Qi Dahu in Shuanglongzhai will definitely meet him backwards."