After the gloomy cannon fodder was reborn

A hundred miles away from Dingzhou City, the army set off from camp.

Xue Hongwen held the reins and walked at the head of the queue, while Du Ruan rode alongside him on horseback.

Du Ru'an put his hand in front of his eyes to block the glare of the sun after the rain: "I heard that your son has arrived in Dingzhou. I don't know if it's a rumor or it's true?"

Xue Hongwen had no expression on his face, and said indifferently: "When did Du Yuanzuo and my younger brother get so familiar?"

Du Ru'an smiled like a handsome young man, gentle and gentle: "When Du was imprisoned, my son? He didn't think the prison was dirty, so he came to visit him. This kind of friendship must be cherished by Du, so naturally he should care more? .”

Xue Hongwen was noncommittal.

Du Ru'an just asked, he probably knew in his heart that Xue Fuguang might sneak away when he came to Dingzhou this time, even Xue Hongwen didn't know.

When Xue Hongwen arrived in Dingzhou, the first thing he should do is to catch Xue Fuguang to prevent him from sneaking away again.

The only thing I don't know is why Xue Fuguang came to Dingzhou suddenly.

Can't? Yes? Baba followed him because he was reluctant to part with his brother.

Du Ruan sneered inwardly.

And Xue Fuguang's words before leaving the capital...

Could it be that the prince? also arrived in Dingzhou, and Xue Fuguang came after the prince?

What? Think, something is wrong.He can't push it at all? What is the purpose of Xue Fuguang's actions.

Xue Fuguang's hand pig eats tigers, don't tell me it's him, I'm afraid it's the prince who fell into such a big pit, and he still doesn't know who pushed him down.

Really? Kindness? Machine.

Now I don't pretend anymore, nine out of ten it's because the prince is aggressive.If he knew that Xue Fuguang was not an idiot on the bright side, would he regret it?

……

Xue Fuguang waited for another day, and finally got the definite news that the people from Dingfengzhai had entered the city.

He changed his clothes and went out with Shao Jing.

Mu Jianshu followed secretly without showing his body.

He went out of the inn, and along the way, he peddled along the street to see the small vendors. When he was interested, he would stop for a while, but he didn't go up to ask.

In this way, after walking down two streets, he stopped in front of a mountain goods dealer.

The businessman was a tall man with strong muscles and bones, with a beard on his face. He looked a bit fierce, but he smiled very kindly.

He wore wristbands on his arms and was dressed as a hunter in the mountains. Seeing Xue Fuguang stop, he warmly greeted: "My lord, what do you want? Are these good goods? They were just hunted down in the past few days, and they are absolutely fresh."

Xue Fuguang lowered his eyes, skipped the wild game, and stared at a few herbs.

He asked softly, "Why? Don't you send it to the pharmacy? The price there should be higher, and it's easier to sell."

The man smiled: "Son, what you said is true, but the drugstores in this city dare not accept it, so the villain can only put it here and sell it by himself."

"Is that so?" Xue Fuguang nodded, but did not ask why the pharmacy did not dare to accept these herbs.

He reached out and picked up one: "How much silver is this?"

"50 taels."

Shao Jing stared and almost shouted: "What are you robbing? The price of wild ginseng less than ten years old can't be sold at this price. If it is in the drug store, it will cost 30 taels!" He said angrily, "No wonder the drug store dare not accept it. Yours, this price has to be accepted."

Xue Fuguang: "Shao Jing, give me the money?"

Shao Jing: "... Oh, good." Reluctantly, he took out a "money bag" from his arms, and stuffed 50 taels of silver ingots for him.

That man took it, and simply gave the medicine to Xue Fuguang, but he was not particularly happy because of the 50 taels of silver.

Ordinary traders, 50 taels of silver? Almost enough for a year.

Xue Fuguang gave the medicinal materials to Shao Jing and continued walking.

The man at the booth raised his eyes and stared at Xue Fuguang's back for a while through the passing crowd.

Xue Fuguang walked around like this, his heels hurt at dusk, and he started to return.

Vendors along the street began to close their stalls, and the night market took their place.

That guy? He's still there.

He immersed himself in packing his things, and there were not many things missing on the booth.

Shao Jingle grinned, and whispered to Xue Fuguang secretly: "The things he sells are so expensive, as if they were robbed by bandits. It's no wonder someone buys his things."

Xue Fuguang raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

Shao Jing: "...Master? I was wrong."

Xue Fuguang stopped in front of the dealer? "I bought them all."

Man?: "...?" He was stunned for a while, "Young Master? Just kidding."

Xue Fuguang shook his head: "If there is still this medicine in the mountain, can you tell me in the next few days. I live in the Yunding Inn, just leave a letter for Xiao Er?" He took out a sachet from his waist while talking. Handing over the jade pendant with red tassels, he turned his head and ordered Shao Jing to take out a 500 taels silver note and give it to him.

When handing it out, Xue Fuguang's eyes flickered slightly: "Brother, you won't break your promise, right?"

The other party stared at the 500 taels of silver note that Xue Fuguang handed over, looking very moved, hesitated for a while, and then gritted his teeth and took it: "Okay, just as the young master said, as soon as there is news, the villain will immediately inform the young master. "

He packed up the half-packed things, and volunteered: "Small man, help young master? Send it to the inn."

Xue Fuguang did not refuse.

With his hands in his sleeves, he walked forward slowly, with an indistinct smile floating on the corner of his mouth: "Shao Jing, go and ask the rest of the pharmacies if they still have medicinal materials, and if they do, then buy them."

Shao Jing nodded blankly, and turned and ran away under the gaze of his family's eldest son.

Only Xue Fuguang and Xue Fuguang were left on the same road.

The man asked curiously, "My lord, what do you need so many chrysanthemums for? These things are expensive and hard to find, and they have little use."

The high price is probably a rare commodity to live in.

Xue Fuguang just smiled at him, but didn't answer.

When he arrived at Yunding Inn, after putting down his things, Xue Fuguang gave him a few pieces of silver: "Thank you, brother, let's buy some wine."

The man? Accepted it, looked at him vaguely, and left with the basket on his back.

When the door was closed, Mu Jianshu came in from the window: "Master, what's the use of buying so many chrysanthemums?" If necessary, send someone in his hand to look for it, the speed will be countless times faster , and there is no need to be so troublesome.

Xue Fuguang was tired from walking, so he sat down by the table and kicked off his boots.Shao Jing was not there, he tilted his head to see Mu Jianshu, thought for a moment, and then told him: "Come here, rub it for me."

Mu Jianshu: "..." His Adam's apple rolled.This is the first time that Xue Fuguang ordered him to do such a small thing close to him.

He lowered his head, first poured a cup of tea for Xue Fuguang and handed it into his hand, then knelt half-kneeled in front of him, held his ankle and put it on his own knee, kneading it through the silk stockings and obscene trousers .

Xue Fuguang didn't pay attention to his reaction, he was thinking about the affairs in Dingfengzhai, his chin rested on one hand, his eyes fell out of the window without focus, his lips pressed against the rim of the teacup and slowly sipped the tea.

His relaxed state gave Mu Jianshu a chance to be presumptuous.

Mu Jianshu looked at the slender ankle that could be encircled by a palm in his hand, and clenched it with a little force, and held the sole of his foot with the other hand, kneading it inch by inch.

Xue Fuguang looks very delicate, not only his appearance, but also the shape of his ankle bones and feet are beautiful.

Probably because of walking outside for too long, the muscles are stiff, the arches of the feet are tense, and the coolness penetrates into Mu Jianshu's scorching palms through the socks.

Too thin and too cold.

Xue Fuguang's limbs seem to be always so warm, no matter how much he wears, he can't cover it.

……

Xue Fuguang was slightly distracted.

When he came to his senses and looked down, he found that the soles of his feet felt strange. What was it? Mu Jianshu took off his socks.

Mu Jianshu practiced martial arts all the year round, and there were thick calluses in his hands? When he scraped the skin on the soles of his feet, Xue Fuguang couldn't help twitching his soles, his toes curled up uncontrollably because of the itching.

But the moment he pulled out the sole of his foot, Mu Jianshu wrapped around his ankle and held it in his hand so that he could not break free.

Are the two together? Leng Leng.

There are different reasons for being stunned.

Mu Jianshu quickly let go of his hand: "This subordinate is offended."

Everyone is a man.

Even if the "protagonist" in this world is as good as Long Yang, and many people are chasing after a man, Xue Fuguang doesn't think he has anything to defend against.

Not everyone is? Broken sleeves.

He stepped on the upper with both feet: "Let Xiaoer send water upstairs, I want to take a bath."

He thought for a while, and then said: "Let me let you see where the envoys who came to negotiate are, and how long before they enter the city."