Chapter 203: Traveling on an auspicious day
Until the figure of Badun disappeared on the horizon, Tyumen was still quite indignant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Hmph, Central Plains heroes? Isn't it that I just can't fight, why do I say I'm not a hero? But now that he has a business cooperation with Wu Huan, he is embarrassed to catch up and kill people and rob horses, so he can only watch Jueying and Claw Huang Feidian slowly walk away, and his heart is like a hundred claws scratching his heart.
After a few more days, the carriage had been modified and everything was ready to stop. Since he only went to Luoyang to seek officials, it was basically no different from traveling in the mountains and rivers, so Tyuming left the newlywed Guo Jia in Dengzhou, and only brought Chen Zhen, Sun Qian, Bao Chu, and Huang Zhong.
As soon as he left Dengzhou, before the white cow, he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, but it was Wei Yan who chased after him. Tyumen smiled: "Where are you going?" Wei Yanleng said: "Wherever you go, I will go." Qiu Ming covered his mouth and smiled: "Since that is the case, I won't go to Zhongtiao Mountain." ā
Cai Wenji had already heard Qiu Ming tell the story of Pingxiang, and leaned out of the car window and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense, even if he doesn't go, I will definitely go to find the lady of the Zhang family for you." Then I heard Diao Chan and Zhang Yulan in the car asking, "What Zhang family lady?" Why haven't I heard of it? Cai Wenji explained to them one by one with a smile, causing bursts of exclamations.
Qiu Ming smiled evilly and said to Wei Yan: "Finally figured it out? Wei Yan said expressionlessly: "I think what Guo Fengxiao said is very right, it was you who tricked me into going to Guangzong to kill Zhang Jiao, so there was a series of others." Therefore, you have to be responsible for my lifelong happiness, if you really can't do it, you have to give me a son in the future, and you can't let my old Wei family die. ā
Qiu Ming scolded: "Damn, isn't it a slander?" Look at my wives, which one is willing to pass on his son? ā
Wei Yan put on a scoundrel look: "I don't care, if you don't give me a wife, I will kidnap your son." ā
Qiu Ming said: "I'm afraid of you, I'll take you to Zhongtiao Mountain to find Zhang Ning, right?" But if you sneak here, what will happen to my 400 horsemen? ā
Wei Yan said: "Anyway, what are you afraid of staying in the barracks?" Wu Dun's kid said that he had learned a lot of skills from his brother Zang Ba, and was about to borrow the armor horse to play with the drums, so I left it to him. ā
A ride is a golden pimple in Qiu Ming's heart, give Wu Dun to play? Can he afford to play badly? Moreover, Wu Dun Zangba was born as a bandit, what ability can he have, in case these ironclad cavalry are trained into thieves, who can Qiuming cry to? Wei Yan had something in his heart, no matter how Qiu Ming complained, he had a black face as if he hadn't heard it, and Qiu Ming had no choice but to ignore him.
After passing the white bull, and seeing Zhao He in front of him, Qiu Ming came to the side of the carriage and told Cai Wenji about the thrilling situation when he was chased and killed that day, Zhang Yulan experienced it personally, and pointed out where Wei Yanjia was ambushed, and where was the place where Huang Zhong and Bao fought against each other. When it came to the stab on the stone bridge, Cai Wenji was so frightened that she lost her face, but Diao Chan said disapprerovingly: "No coward, being killed by others is so embarrassed, if Lu Lang is here, he will definitely kill those assassins in turn." ā
Qiu Ming was stunned for a moment, but he had to admit that what she said was the truth, so he also began to be depressed, and like Wei Yan, he didn't speak with a black face.
However, Gu Ying's self-pity has never been Tyuming's style, and after a while, when the summer breeze blows warmly on his body, he begins to enjoy himself again.
Warm winds blow across the fields, across rivers, and through mountain streams. A group of naked boys frolicked and played in the stream, fishing, catching shrimp and splashing each other, and some stood on smooth boulders to compete in the distance, and laughter spread far and wide. Zhang Yulan blushed and blindfolded and didn't dare to look outside, Diao Chan pouted and said, "It's just some little hairy children, what's there to be afraid of?" When you become a parent in the future, what you see is much more terrifying than this. ā
As soon as she said this, Cai Wenji also blushed: "Crazy girl, these words are so nonsense?" ā
The maid Xiaoli smiled: "My sister used to say these crazy things a lot, but now she is a wife, but she has become dignified." Cai Wenji finally didn't hold back her laughter, and scolded: "Dead Xiaoli, be careful about your mouth", and rushed over to tear Xiaoli. Xiaoli hurriedly hid behind Diao Chan and Zhang Yulan, and several people were fighting and laughing.
Tyumen circled around the carriage, inside which was his God, his life, what he was going to protect all his life, and no one would try to take it away from him.
was sighing, and out of nowhere, there was a sad and tactful music, which immediately knocked out the good mood of Qiuming. Qiu Ming was about to get angry, but Cai Wenji came out of the probe and said: "This is the Soul Conjuring Xile, it seems that someone is holding a funeral nearby." ā
Qiu Ming's heart was so crooked, when he checked the yellow calendar, he only noticed that it was suitable to travel today, but he didn't notice that there was a line written next to it that it was suitable for funeral. Going out to mourn, this is a big bad luck, do you want to go back to Dengzhou first, and come out on another day?
Before he could make up his mind, a large number of funeral processions had appeared in front of him, and the big-headed ghosts on the left and right opened the road with their own inscriptions, and behind him were eight umbrellas and eight green tweed and black-topped reincarnation sedan chairs, and then a child with bangs and snow willows led a large group of relatives, friends and guests, everyone cried bitterly, all screaming.
Cai Wenji saw the thirty-two bars of the coffin at the back of the team, and said, "It's a big family, should we go over to pay tribute?" Tyumen was embarrassed: "Don't, it's already evil enough, and if you mix it in, what if you get something unclean?" Moreover, most of the rich are unkind, and I have no interest in worshipping the rich man. Cai Wenji gave him a blank look: "The deceased are the greatest, if you don't change this stinky mouth, you will suffer in the future." ā
Tyumen and his entourage retreated to the side of the road, quietly waiting for the funeral procession to pass. After a while, Qiu Ming found that among these people who were buried with him, old and young, rich and poor, fat and thin, but they all had sad faces, not like the filial sons who were bought with money in later generations cried so hypocritically, and seemed to love the deceased from the bottom of their hearts. He was guessing, when suddenly someone in the ranks shouted: "Aren't you Tyumen?" How are you standing here? ā
Qiu Ming looked up and saw that the person who spoke was also familiar, it was Zhang Zhongjing, the Changsha Taishou Zhang Zhongjing, who had participated in military affairs in Wancheng. Qiu Ming secretly screamed ashamed, Zhang Ji had already said that he was a native of Dengzhou, but he had been busy and had long forgotten to visit him at home. Now that we meet Daozuo again, people are mourning, which is a little embarrassing. (To be continued.) )