Drunk Yangzhou

Wen Zheng was extremely worried about Xiao Ge and Fu Yiting going out, so apart from the two guards, Bai Song'an and Chu Jixing, he also arranged for the cavalry school captain Tao Ke to lead his people to follow behind secretly.Fu Yiting only brought Lin Yi with him, and he had already noticed the tails behind him along the way, and he knew that it was the arrangement of the military adviser, so he didn't bother to poke it - as long as they didn't get close to him with a shy face.

Pingchou is wild, with wind and blue waves, and the outskirts of Guanzhong is an extremely vast and open scenery.The first two princes walked side by side, and the rest of the entourage left a certain distance to follow behind. The group traveled lightly and did not drive. It was like a wild tour, stepping on the uneven greenery, slowly following the deep waves. The Heishui River in the river headed towards Xianyang.

Along the way, Xiao Ge was still thinking about the covenant. He really couldn't believe this frivolous and unreasonable prince. At the same time, he felt a little confused. He didn't know how his father got along with Fu Yao, the old King of Qin... Maybe Fu Yao and his son were really different... …

He changed his mind, anyway, with the covenant in hand, if Fu Yiting really repents, he will find the right time to make the matter public. How can such a villain who reneges on his promises, how can the anti-Xia righteous people in the world hold him as the master?

Thinking of this, his heart became much more relaxed. Xiao Ge covered his brows with his hands, and reined in his horse to look at the distant fields. At this moment, they had reached a village, and the golden black sun was hanging down. Unsparingly swaying thousands of hectares of brilliance, even the gloomy river water is dyed with yellow, and the porters who don’t know where are singing Xintianyou, and the loud and clear singing is transmitted to the mountain road intermittently... Xiao Ge looks at the Qindi countryside under the setting sun Looking at the beautiful scenery, I felt a sense of trance, and then I felt novelty: "This village is weird. I can only see the smoke from the cooking stoves, but I can't see the houses."

"'You can't see the village when you see the tree, you can't see the houses when you see the village, and you can't see the people when you hear the sound'. This is Qin Bei's characteristic." Fu Yiting beat his horse with a smile, "Huai Jie, come here."

Xiao Ge followed him, and he really got a glimpse of the mystery of the village. It turns out that the cave dwellings here are sunken, and every family lives in the courtyard of the underground kiln. Abandon.

Bunches of dried peppers hung on the left and right in front of the kiln door, and rows of corn cobs were piled up in the spacious yard, bright red and bright yellow intertwined, revealing a festive and peaceful atmosphere. A woman was busy in front of the stove with her child on her back. Poetry is as close to painting as the world of smoke and fire.

Yangzhou prospers by water, with painted boats and carved railings, which are extremely beautiful. Where can there be such folk scenery.Xiao Ge was moved by such a simple and real life, he didn't know whether it was joy or worry, he stood there for a while, then looked back, Fu Yiting had dismounted and went to the field to watch a few village boys herding cattle fight.

"Keep fighting, see what I do?" Fu Yiting was displeased, those children probably had never seen such a luxuriously dressed young man, and they saw Fu Yiting standing beside the willow tree.They all looked at him in surprise, and saw Xiao Ge walking from behind him, each opened their mouths, staring blankly at the two handsome men.

Among these village boys was the tallest boy in ragged clothes. He had already recovered his senses, grabbed a handful of stones from the ground and threw them in the faces of the others. Those children were looking at the two princes. Seeing that he was surprised, he was suddenly attacked, and he was so angry that he held down the boy together and started punching and kicking.

"Hahaha, interesting!" Fu Yiting's interests are childish and eccentric, he only likes to watch others fight and make a fool of himself, but Xiao Ge feels bored, shakes his head very lightly, turns around and walks out of the field.

"Your mother is a slut, and you are also a slut, motherfucker, why don't you pretend to be a mother!" Several children pressed the boy under their bodies, playing and beating and scolding.

Hearing this, Fu Yiting's face suddenly changed color. He quickly pulled out the gorse whip on his back and slammed it hard on the field, making a piercing whip. The newly sown malt broke a large piece at once. Several children looked at his expression It was frighteningly cold, and he was walking towards him with big strides. He was so frightened that he let go of the boy and ran away with a "Oh my god".

"Keep your mouth clean." Fu Yiting's face showed a murderous look, Xiao Ge had heard the change, and seeing the man's expression, he couldn't help being horrified, and hurried forward a few steps to disperse the trembling children.

"Qishao, why bother to get angry with the child?"

Fu Yiting didn't answer, but leaned over and asked the tearful teenager, "Are you okay?"

"Thank you son... I... I'm used to it." The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, and he wiped tears on his face with his dirty hands, like a little cat.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Tangcheng."

"Let's go, I'll send you to find your mother." Fu Yiting put away his whip.

"My mother is long gone... I haven't seen my father since I was a child, so they call me a bitch..."

Fu Yiting's nostrils suddenly felt uncontrollable soreness. From the corner of his eye, he saw Xiao Ge looking at him with complicated eyes. He quickly suppressed his emotions and asked slowly, "So you don't have a home?"

Tang Cheng stroked his cow, bowed his head and said, "After your mother dies, she will be gone."

"Since that's the case, how about you follow me?"

Tang Cheng suddenly raised his head in amazement, Xiao Ge looked into his eyes from the side, although there were tears in his eyes, but there was a dexterous look, seeing the bright eyes, Xiao Ge knew that this child was very smart , and saw him looking hesitantly at the scalper beside him, knowing that he was reluctant.

It was rare for Fu Yiting to be so patient, waiting quietly for his answer. After a while, Tang Cheng made up his mind, "My lord, I'll go with you! I'll give this Ah Huang to my neighbor, Granny Song..."

"For you have vision." Fu Yiting raised the corners of his lips triumphantly, "Follow me, and you will surely have your day."

It was getting late, and they rested in the village. There was no stable in front of the kiln where Tang Cheng lived, so several guards tied the horse to the willow tree in front of the door. At dinner, I looked up and saw Bai Song'an grabbed a few eggs from the chicken coop, broke the egg whites and put them into the water, and served them directly to the horses. He was so distressed that he said, "Brother, these eggs are not enough for people to eat." Well, you've fed the horse."

"It's just a few eggs, what's so rare." Bai Song'an grew up with his father in the Yetai military camp of the Xiao family since he was a child, and he is also used to superiority. He looked around the earthen houses around him with disgust, and walked over to Xiao Ge's ear , "Master, I see that the condition of this earthen kiln is really bad, otherwise we should hurry and go to the post station on the official road to rest?"

Fu Yiting sat very close to Xiaoge, and when he heard Bai Song'an's whisper, he directly refused, "Qinbei is not the same now, the official road leading to Xianyang is guarded by officers every fifty miles. It is too risky to take the official road."

Hearing this, Xiao Ge glanced at Fu Yiting, smiled and said to Bai Song'an: "I'm not that delicate, it's my first time in Guanzhong, so let's just listen to Qi Shao's arrangements."

While stewing the vegetables, Tang Cheng listened secretly to their conversations. After all, he did not guess the identities of these two people. He only thought that they could save him, so they must not be bad people. Some longing for the future arose in his heart, so Full of energy, with a smile on his blue and red face.

Not long after, the vegetables stewed in a big pot were brought up, and they sat around a table in the yard in front of the cave. Fu Yiting pointed to these rough Northwest farm dishes and asked with a smile: "How is it, brother Huaijie, in Yangzhou You can't eat such a meal, can you?"

Xiao Ge looked up at the star-studded night sky in all directions, and sighed softly, "'April is beautiful, May is singing. August is the harvest, October is dead...' Isn't it just that the food is rare, sitting like this without shelter Between the heaven and the earth, accompanied by the chirping of insects and the chirping of birds, and the evening breeze gently blowing on the face... This is the first time I have experienced such an artistic conception in my life."

Fu Yiting didn't care about these literati, he only cared about how the food tasted, he looked at it carefully, and it didn't look delicious, so he reached out and picked up a vegetable dumpling and chewed it, his brows were really furrowed, he Turning around, he spat out the food in his mouth and complained, "What kind of food is this? It's too rough to swallow!"

When the three guards heard this, they curiously took a small piece of vegetable dumpling and put them in their mouths, all of them grimacing.

"My lord, we only have this in the countryside..." Fu Yiting was so aggressive that Tang Cheng was a little afraid of him, so he quickly stood up and explained.

"Nonsense. Do you think I don't know? There was no freeze or drought last year, and Qin Bei's harvest was good!" Fu Yiting raised his eyebrows.

"The harvest is passable. You don't know how much the government collects. It's almost nine out of ten! It's full of harvest. In addition to the wheat, you have to pay four taels of tax money, and you have to buy some of the remaining rations." , all of us can only live by pointing to the remaining rotten rice. By the way, there is also King Qin..."

Seeing that Tang Cheng was about to turn the blame on himself when he was eloquent, Fu Yiting glanced at Xiao Ge, and quickly interrupted with a wave of his hand: "It's just that I can't understand your difficulties, so let's eat like this."

Although Tang Cheng didn't know why he reacted like this, he only knew that he was agitated, so he shut his mouth knowingly.

However, Xiao Ge had heard the general idea, and secretly compared the situation in northern Qin with those in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Although the Jiangnan area is rich, taxes and corvee are also doubled. In addition, a large number of refugees have flooded in these years, and the lives of the people are not easy. .Thinking about these things, coupled with the fact that the food in his mouth was too rough to swallow, his happy mood just now disappeared.