Chapter Eighty-Three: The Sages in Zhuozhou City
Yun Hao looked at a letter in front of him, and he was so angry that he couldn't help it. The letter was nailed to the head of a Zuowu guard soldier, and when he found someone, this guy was hanging like bacon on the city gate building.
This is the demonstration! This guy named Ding Yanping not only did not run away, but also intensified. Yun Hao searched for the list of enemies, and searched for a long time before he found the name of the former teacher in a small corner. If it weren't for the reminder of the majestic sea, I might not have been able to think of it.
"I don't remember jumping into a well with their children!" Yun Hao was a little annoyed, just because of the little mess in Chang'an City. This thing is still hated to this day? even mixed into Xu Yuanlang's team, you almost hurt my big baby, I'm not in a hurry.
"There's no way, this kind of martial artist is the most unruly. finally climbed to the powerful, and waited to sell his skills to the emperor's family. was thought of, and was accidentally turned into a wanted criminal of the Tang Dynasty. The future of this life is ruined in your hands, who does he hate if he doesn't hate you? Xiong Kuohai had a contemptuous expression on his face, and he could figure it out, but the master didn't expect it. In vain, he is also known as the first young talent in Chang'an.
"When did you start talking like that?" Yun Hao couldn't believe it, and looked at the majestic sea instead. When did ramming goods have such a deep insight? If he all evolved like this, then the world would be too terrifying.
"Yesterday I met an interesting old man, and he told me that. I think what he said makes sense, and I'll just say it as soon as you say it. Xiong Kuohai scratched his head embarrassedly, with a simple look.
"I say, how did you get smarter, old man? What old man? Where did you meet? For the world's masters, Yun Hao always has the same admiration as the surging river. Especially this kind of old guy who suddenly appeared, God knows if it will be a character like Mr. Huangshi Gongshui Jing. In his own opinion, he is not much worse than Zhang Liang Zhuge Liang, and he should be worth saving.
"Right down the street, I'm searching for Ding Yanping. But he told me it didn't work......! "The language narration ability of the majestic sea is not strong, and Yun Hao can hear the clouds and mountains and fog. But it's certain that this is an old fox who can penetrate people's hearts. One sentence can arouse the interest of the majestic sea, isn't it an old fox?
"Take me to the old fox!" Thinking in my heart, I immediately said it.
The weather is fine today, and the winter sun is shining warmly in this small courtyard. The yard is small, but very clean. There was no feces or urine on the ground, not even a straw stick. This is very rare in Zhuozhou City, and Yun Hao can see fresh stool on the street.
This kind of weather is very suitable for the elderly to warm up. Leaning against the wall, there were a few old men who were chatting about it while playing warm.
Seeing a group of soldiers coming to the door, the old guys scattered in a hurry. The two sturdy ones behind them also ran over the wall, looking like thieves.
A gray-haired guy leaned against a low couch, which was very shabby. The paint is mottled, but the linen is new. The old guy looked at Yun Hao half-lying and half-leaning lightly, very much in the style of Ge You's paralysis. This old guy looks like a fairy-like man, at least his delicate and fair skin betrays his non-working nature.
It is not accurate to say that it is an old man. Don't look at this guy's hair and beard, but he looks like he is estimated to be in his forties. People in this age generally marry early, marry wives and have children at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and can become grandfathers in their thirties. Even the self-proclaimed man has become an "old man"! Unlike later generations, retirement has been repeatedly delayed. In a few years, the old man is not yet sixty-five years old, don't want to stop.
"Boy Yunhao, meet the predecessors and sages!" For the old fox who has become a spirit, Yun Hao doesn't mind pretending to be a grandson at all. In front of these guys, he is at most a minor little fox.
"Lintong waits! The youngest Marquis of the Tang Dynasty, he can't afford to give gifts to the old man! "The old bastard has a big spectrum, and he says he can't afford it. Ge You, who was still a big thorn, slumped on the low couch, ignoring the majestic sea that was trying to pull him up.
Hurry up to stop the vast sea, this cargo will not be serious. After a few shakes, maybe the half-old bones will fall apart.
"I don't know if my predecessors came to Zhuozhou, and I came to see Haihan late." Pretending to be a grandson requires an attitude of pretending to be a grandson, if this old guy can't come up with the ability to match the pie, Yun Hao doesn't mind treating him as a grandson.
"Yo he! Corporal Lixian's drama is very good, which can be seen from the old man in your boy's eyes. If the old man is unbearable, the end will be miserable. Anyway, since you want to eat with a mouthful of food, of course you have to find the rich man's house to mix. It's too difficult to go to the royal rice to eat, but your family is good.
Don't think that the old man is talking big, the trouble you are in now. The old man can help you solve it, how about making the old man rich and stable for a stable life after the matter is completed? ”
"The seniors laughed, wherever a talent like you goes, you will be a guest. The Yun family is rich and dare not say it, but they still have some money. Whether you can help the kid solve the problem or not, the stability and wealth of the rest of your life are wrapped in the kid. Yun Hao slapped his chest with a "bang" and "bang", it is not a problem to raise such an old guy. Xiongkuohai can eat three pots and helmets with a large head in a meal, and I haven't seen the Yun family eat poor. Yun Hao didn't think that this old guy's amount of food could exceed the vast sea known as the rice bowl.
"Okay, it is worthy of being known as the first young talent in Chang'an. endure it until now, and still be able to ask the old man's name. This kind of benevolence and forbearance is not something you can have at your age. Old man Ling Jing, I've seen Yunhou! The old fellow sighed, as if resigned to his fate. He stood up and bowed to Yun Hao.
Ling Jing? Xu Yuenlong's military advisor? The eyes of the majestic sea immediately shrank to the size of a pin's nose. As soon as his body moved, he was blocked between Yun Hao and Ling Jing, if it weren't for Yun Hao reaching out and pulling behind him. Maybe the big fist of the bowl would be smashed over, and Yun Hao had no doubt that Xiong Kuohai had the ability to kill Ling Jing with a punch.
"It turned out to be Mr. Ling!" Yun Hao pushed away the vast sea with difficulty, and once again gave a deep salute.
Under the vigilant eyes of Xiong Kuohai, Ling Jing followed Yun Hao out of the small courtyard. The soldiers robbed like horses and helped Ling Jing move. After a while, the small courtyard was empty. The old guys who fled quickly just now leaned on the wall and looked at the scene in front of them, unable to figure out what this master was about. The clever ones are already sighing, and they miss an opportunity to cling to the powerful.