The white horse just came to the empty valley, and the green cow had already sent a letter to the customs.

Hangu Guanxi according to the plateau, east of the stream, south of the Qinling Mountains, north of the Yellow River, at the foot of the towering Xiongguan, the surging Yellow River waves surge, I don't know how many thousands of heroic spirit, the ancient Guancheng has gone through two thousand years of vicissitudes, such as Tiexiong Pass but can not lock the mandate of heaven to change, the rise and fall of the rise and fall, the successive dynasties in the capital Guanzhong, the violent Qin, the strong Han, the Tang Dynasty all with the rain and the wind blow.

Xiongguan Mandao, more than a dozen knights believed in the horses from the reins of the reins slowly from the east of the country, the leader of the person was in his twenties, wearing a purple tuanhua robe, riding on the back of the horse looking left and right, full of thieves and evil smiles, living like a prodigal young master of the rich man's family, only a pair of eyes were exceptionally bright, looking at the ancient Guancheng, a little essence flashed.

"Look at your German surname, I don't know, I still think which one is the most flowery!" Bai Shuanghua sneered at Qin Lin.

"My name is Zi Qi Dong to pass the Han Pass," Qin Lin shamelessly lifted his clothes and shook them twice, when Lao Tzu passed the Han Pass, the purple qi rushed into the sky, and our Qin chief admired the sages - in fact, he heard people mention it at the inn last night, so he changed into purple clothes.

A group of people landed in Xuzhou and changed to take the land route, along the official road between Shangqiu, Kaifeng, Luoyang, Mianchi and westward, on the way to see a lot of the style of the ancient city of the Central Plains, first pass the Kun Pass, and then pass the Hangu Pass, the west of the Hanguan is the Guanzhong land of the rivers and mountains in the table, cross the Yellow River from the Fengling, and the north bank is the boundary of Puzhou.

Qin Lin reined in his horse in front of Hangu Pass, only to see that the city was in ruins, the bricks and stones were mottled and I don't know what year it was.

Seeing Qin Lin watching endlessly, a tax collector shouted loudly: "Dina guest, if you have goods, you just have to come and pay taxes, what do you think of it when you look east and west?" ”

Qin Lin jumped off his horse and asked, "A few captains, dare to ask why this Guancheng is so dilapidated?" The famous Hangu Pass looks like it's about to collapse. ”

Hearing him call him a lieutenant, the tax collector was also a little useful, and said with a smile: "The master has been guarding here for more than ten years, and you are the first one to ask this, whether the city is repaired or not is a matter for the government, let's care what he does!" ”

The answer alarmed the pass, and a middle-aged man dressed as a customs official in a green coat and gauze walked out slowly, fluttering out of the dust, and said loudly: "The Ming Dynasty set the capital of the capital of the capital of Yanyun, and there is no need to stick to the pass like the Han and Tang dynasties, and the old enemy of the Ming Dynasty is in Mobei, and it is also necessary to guard the Yanmen Pass in the north. ”

Oh? Qin Lin raised his eyebrows, he asked casually just now, but he didn't expect that the little tax collector was familiar with the world's troops, which really impressed him.

"Taught. In the lower Qin hibiscus, dare to ask Mr. Gao's surname? Qin Lin kept an eye on it, after all, this place was close to Zhang Siwei's nest in Puzhou.

Guan official smiled, "In Xia Yin Binshang, known as Bai Haozi, a native of Yingzhong, Hubei, he doesn't want to test the brainless eight-strand text, so he imitates the ancestors to be a Guan official here, and travels around Guanzhong Xingsheng and Saibei scenery, but he also travels freely." ”

White mouses? Qin Lin couldn't help laughing, looked up for a long time, and talked with him slowly, and became more and more surprised in his heart, this person's understanding of the art of war is quite exquisite, yin and yang are mutually beneficial, and they are not under Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou.

Yin Binshang has been in Hangu Pass for a long time, and he hasn't met someone who can talk to him for a long time, and when he meets Qin Lin, a person who can talk about soldiers, he only feels that it is too late to see each other.

"It turns out that after Mr. Yin Xi, he must have integrated the art of war with Taoist learning," Bai Shuanghua walked over at some point, and his voice was rough.

Qin Lin patted his head, only then did he know the origin of this person, when Lao Tzu rode a green ox to pass the letter pass, he was ordered by Yin Xi to keep it, so he had to write down 5,000 words of Tao Te Ching to pass the test, Yin Binshang is Yin Xi's descendant, and this origin is long-term enough.

Yin Binshang was in a very good mood, walked inside, and took out a book, the cover said "Bai Hao Zi Bing", Qin Lin opened it to take a look, and saw that the opening chapter clearly wrote: Since ancient times, those who have not sought eternity are less than a certain time; Those who do not seek the overall situation are not enough to seek a domain......

Qin Lin and Bai Shuanghua glanced at each other, and they both saw the same shock in each other's eyes, this person may still lack experience in actual military training, but his understanding of the art of war has reached a very high level.

"You two aren't ordinary guests, are they?" Yin Binshang suddenly approached and asked in a low voice, smiling quite slyly: "If you are an ordinary businessman, how can you understand my "White Soldier"? Brother Mu Hibiscus has a killing aura, a heavy aura of evil spirit, and his eyes are shining like lightning, presumably he is the Jinyi Qin Taibao who degrades Puzhou! ”

Oh? Qin Lin raised his eyebrows.

Bai Shuanghua's feet were not eight, and he secretly transported the eighth layer of white lotus to the peak, and said quietly: "Then do you know who I am?" ”

"Picturesque, heroic, and murderous no less than Qin Taibao...... Yin Binshang looked at it and said with a smile: "Madam must be the tiger girl of the Duke of Wei's mansion!" ”

It turns out that you also have a time to look away! Bai Shuanghua smiled and quietly retracted his palm.

Whew~~ Yin Binshang let out a sigh of relief, he was already sweating, and even his legs were a little weak, no matter what art of war, he didn't have a single soldier in his hands now, and it couldn't be easier for the Demon Sect to take his surname.

"Yin Tou'er, is this your guest? We still have to collect the taxes that should be collected! A tax collector saw Qin Lin and Yin Binshang talking endlessly, and reminded them impatiently.

Yin Binshang smiled embarrassedly, he, the customs officer, was in charge of the key to Hangu Pass and the maintenance of the city, and there was a patrol inspection department for catching thieves, and there was a salt tax for tax collection, and each had his own responsibilities.

Qin Lin didn't have any goods, even his carry-on luggage and the like, and he couldn't pay a few dollars to pay taxes, so the tax collector had no choice but to pick a bone in his eggs and search them very seriously, as if they were going to smuggle something.

Several soldiers from the inspection department secretly laughed, and Zhao Tou'er, who collected taxes, thought that the surname Yin was in the way, and wanted to squeeze him away, deliberately losing face to him.

White Frost Huaxiu frowned, the White Lotus Sect Master didn't know how many Ming Dynasty officials he had killed, and he didn't care about how many more tax collectors he had killed.

Qin Lin hurriedly pulled her down, lest she go crazy, the danger of the sect leader was too high.

The sound of horses' hooves, accompanied by the creaking of the axles, came a large caravan from the east, the long line could not see the end, the oxen, horses, and mules pulling the carts were whirring and panting, and the carts were full of heavy grain bags, each five feet long and two feet wide, which was stuffed with grain, and the white rice leaked out of the cracks.

"Yo, Fourth Master, you're back!" The tax collector and the soldier immediately greeted him with a smile on his face, and nodded to a big man at the leader of the caravan.

The big man sat on the wheel of a big cart, with a wide mouth, a white cloth coat and a pinch of hair on his chest, and a very arrogant expression, and he snorted twice in his nose even if he answered.

Obviously there was a lot of grain and other goods, but the tax collector had no intention of collecting taxes at all, and stood by the side of the road and kept laughing, letting the caravan captain drive straight in.

Qin Lin knew what was going on after a little look, this guy asked knowingly, and asked the tax collector loudly: "Brother, you are favoring one over the other, why do you want to carefully check us, this caravan has a lot of goods, but does not collect their taxes?" ”

"Blind your dog's eye!" The tax collector jumped up three feet high, pointed to the car in which the leader of the Han was riding, and there were flags on both sides: Zhang Zhang, a scholar of the Young Master's Mansion and the Middle Pole Temple.

(To be continued)