Guangzhou Zuowei, No. Xiaodongying.

The name of the four guards in the city is Wei, the actual strength is about a thousand households, the number is up to the officers and soldiers, the commander is surnamed Yu, and the subordinates have Mongols, Uighurs, Jurchens, some of them were prisoners of northern Xinjiang in the early years, and later integrated into the Ming Dynasty, Jingtai was transferred from Nanjing to Guangzhou, and the four battalions were changed from the squad army to the garrison.

They wore red hats similar to those of the Qing Dynasty on their heads, and the people of the time said that they were brave and simple, brave in battle, and never robbed of merit.

This camp in the city, one of the four guards of Guangzhou City, is nothing special in the eyes of Chen Junye, and he is not even embarrassed to step into other people's camps in his heart, because he knows that it is all his people, and he was promoted to the cousin of Shunde Qianhu Jiuzhan Magpie's Nest, and stationed here with the wounded soldiers of Xiangshan.

Therefore, Chen Junye, who was still wearing the chain mail that was cut out of mottled marks during the battle, and Chen Junye, who was hanging his left arm, didn't even bother to wear the armor when he stood at the gate of the left guard in Guangzhou.

What does it mean to feel at home?

It was he standing at the gate of the left guard in Guangzhou, and the guards were all the banner troops of his Xiangshan Institute, and before anyone entered, he heard shouting in the camp: "Qianhu is back!" ”

Later he found out he was wrong.

"Girls, here comes your benefactor!"

On the day that Chen Mu took his family to step into the wing of the Yamen of the Left Guard in Guangzhou, Yingying, the Youling Ying of the entire Yan Guifang, stood in two rows and saluted him, "The slave family has thanked Chen Qianhu for his great kindness!" ”

More than 20 big girls saluted in unison to thank him for saving his life, Chen Mu really hadn't received this treatment, so that he lost his mind for a moment before he reacted.

Thinking with his feet, Chen Ye can also understand what Zhang Han means by asking him to pay attention to his body, Yan Qingyao, this little girl, must have taken the entire Yan Guifang and said that it was his family members who entered the city and were placed in Dadongying.

These beautiful looking girls with beautiful bodies and attractive eyebrows are more than his geese and cannonga!

No wonder Zhang Han told him that even if he has martial arts, he can't overindulge, let alone him, even Hu Liangpeng, who is as strong as a bear, can't stand this battle!

Okay, Yan Qing traveled far away - Chen Ye didn't let her take Yan Guifang, Xiao Yan's shopkeeper moved Yan Guifang to Chen Ye's eyes, it's really okay.

"Qianhu, please sit down for a while, the folk girl is Su San, the owner of the painting boat."

Su Sanniang led Chen Mu into the seat with a reserved smile, and the woman in front of her who was over thirty years old did not meet Chen Mu's stereotype of the profession of bustard.

The face is clean and there is no mole, the eyebrows are soft, although he is no longer young, he is very well maintained, the body under the brocade is still graceful, and his demeanor and words are not the slightest frivolous, and after serving the tea to Chen Mu, he bowed to Chen Mu again generously, and smiled lightly: "The slave family has sent someone to call Miss Yan, she took the guys from the Drum Belly Building to the Huimin Pharmacy to urge the doctor in the state government to send the medicine, and she is coming back soon." ”

While talking, a neatly dressed little minister presented a food box, which contained exquisite snacks, which made Chen Mu dumbfounded, "Su San, Su Sanjie, please tell Chen how you entered Guangcheng from the painting boat." ”

According to the way of calling in this era, the old bustard in front of him, who is not like an old bustard, should be called Su Sanniang, but Chen Mu is not used to it.

And he was really curious, the painting boat could move, how could they escape to Guangcheng with Yan Qingyao.

Su Sanniang had more respect for Chen Mu, the military attache with injuries on his body, with a sense of modesty and courtesy, bowed his head with a shallow smile full of distance, and said: "The three ladies of the thousand households calling slaves are, when the Japanese invaders came, the painting boat was on the river outside the south gate, and they fled all the way to the west. ”

"Kill the pirates?"

Chen Mu looked up at the musicians and gentlemen standing around him, if he wanted to say that he was slender and graceful, handsome and cute, all of them. But to kill pirates? Chen Mu turned his gaze to the little Xianggong who served him a snack just now, and was about the same age as the eighth master - does this little ghost still have the courage to kill?

Su Sanniang loves to laugh very much, and all kinds of laughter are alienated, "The girls of Yan Guifang have learned the art of war since they were children, they are not as good as dance and music, and they are not as powerful as thousands of households leading soldiers and thieves. ”

"It's just that two girls have broken their feet, and they can't run fast or move away, so that the Japanese can get their hands on it." Su Sanniang said that tears hung down when she lowered her head, and she tapped it twice with a towel before continuing: "Pack up your clothes and flee ashore, and come to catch up with the Japanese Kou, burn down the painting boat and chase it straight outside the West Gate. ”

"So Qianhu does have a life-saving grace for the slave family and the girls, your waist card."

Chen Mu didn't know until this era that there was a difference between prostitutes, at least there was no threshold for prostitution, and the threshold for prostitutes was very high, and the best prostitutes were even better than some officials.

It is not difficult to know how to make dim sum and buy and sell, and it is not difficult to know the art of war and understand the Five Classics.

Chen Mu took a high look at the prostitutes in the yamen, not because of their glorious status, but because they were not necessarily specialized but extremely extensive.

"It's not enough to worry about it, I have long thought that there will be this day, and I will leave a waist card to save the life of the confused egg. Without Chen's waist card, the officials and soldiers in the city will open the door to the three ladies, and they will drive away thieves, where their positions are. ”

Chen Mu didn't intend to express his feelings about the professional skills required by prostitutes, and waved his hand as usual before he smiled: "Shopkeeper Xiao Yan is still in the city, and she still wants to teach the army how to fight?" ”

"Qianhu said that Miss Yan went to the city to persuade the officials and soldiers to open the city gate again and let the beggars outside the city in." Su Sanniang didn't smile this time, looked at Chen Mu very seriously and nodded: "Miss Yan is a kind person, and she should be rewarded...... However, after the beggar came in, Miss Yan scolded them again, and the slave family didn't know why. ”

Chen Mu didn't hold back and laughed.

"Isn't it a bunch of older fifteen or sixteen-year-olds, younger twelve or thirteen-year-olds?"

Seeing Su Sanniang nodding, Chen Mu laughed even harder.

He knew who Yan Qingyao was asking to let in, it was the wild children who were the first to be caught and scolded by Yan Qingyao outside the belly building.

"It's not good to let them into the city, those kids are old acquaintances in the almshouse." Chen Mu's smile eased and said: "Letting them go has nothing to do with good, but there is no big hatred, if you don't let them go, it will be evil, and Shopkeeper Yan still has a heart." ”

"The widows and widows in the almshouse are all outside the city."

Su Sanniang did not argue with Chen Mu about what is good and what is evil, and in their training, they are not qualified to assert one thing, and it is the benefactors who can make decisions, not them. Obviously, in terms of speech and demeanor, Yan Guifang is worthy of the famous building in Guangcheng, and Xiao Yan's shopkeeper has been affected by too much of the market, maybe standing in front of such a smiling and alienated beauty is just a failure of systematic training.

Su Sanniang was not unhappy, she still got up with a smile and saluted, clapping her hands soothingly: "Girls, sing a song to the life-saving benefactor!" ”

Before the tune was completed, Xiao Yan's shopkeeper ran in in a hurry, grabbed a square towel and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with a happy face, "You're back!" ”

Halfway through speaking, his eyes were fixed on Chen Mu's hanging arm, and even the bright smile was fixed on his frightened face, "This, hurt-hurt?" ”