Devil’s Advent

　　　　 The evening breeze in the north, with a biting chill, like a knife, sculpted the whole land randomly and disorderly;

　　 is like those third-rate sculptors, who claim to be exceptionally talented, but after a messy operation, they can only be piled up in a piece of white snow, so as not to laugh and be generous.

　　 Zheng Fan sat on a pile of rubble, and he was no longer the daytime "Bright Blind" armor.

　　 is the dark red sweater that Siniang sewed for herself.

　　 Zheng Fan has seen Zoroastrian followers who appeared in Hutou City. It is said that they came from the Western Regions, and his own sweater can perfectly blend into them.

　　 Ding Hao stood beside Zheng Fan, holding his spear in his hand. This gun was full of blood today.

　　 Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and patted his side position.

　　道:

　　 "Sit with me for a while."

　　 Ding Hao put down the spear and sat down beside Zheng Fan.

　　 Zheng Fan took out a small tin box from his pocket, opened the box, took out two cigarettes from it, and handed one to Ding Hao.

　　 Then he took out the fire fold, lit it for himself, and then helped Ding Hao lit it.

　　 Cigarettes are still a bit advanced in this world, but this world has already had tobacco products such as water pipes and large smoking guns.

　　 It's just that His Majesty Emperor Yan did not levy taxes on tobacco products, wasting a considerable amount of money.

　　 You must know that in later generations, smokers across the country suffered from discrimination and suffered physical damage. The annual tobacco tax contributed to the country with fearless dedication is worth the national defense budget for one year.

　　 However, although cigarettes are a bit beyond the age, when Ding Hao faced Zheng Fan helping him light a cigarette, he still showed a panic posture when he covered Huozhezi with his hands.

　　 Then, he took a sip and started coughing frantically.

　　 Looking back again to see Zheng Fan being there comfortably, there was a touch of puzzlement in his eyes, and he subconsciously asked:

　　 "Master, is this thing easy to smoke?"

　　 Zheng Fan shook the soot, and said a word that was once active in QQ space and signature signatures for a long time in later generations:

　　 "What I smoke is not cigarettes, but loneliness."

　　 Ding Hao was taken aback, a feeling of admiration came to him spontaneously.

　　 Those who can say this kind of thing, this must be how terrifying the state of mind is.

　　 He didn't know that, in the future generations, if you say this, the eyes of others will look at you like a fool.

　　 "Know, big night, why should I come here?"

　　 Ding Hao thought about it and replied:

　　 "For aftertaste?"

　　 "Aftertaste?"

　　 "Well, in fact, my subordinates also want to go back to Tumancheng, and then go back to see the house that was completely destroyed by me."

　　 Zheng Fan shook his head helplessly.

　　 What kind of perverts are gathered around me...

　　Blind man, forget them, this Ding Hao is a native of this world.

　　 Could it be that it is really an egg that flies do not bite?

　　 "Actually, I don't know why I came here, but I just want to sit here."

　　 This is Chen's House.

　　The military disaster during the day nearly crushed the entire Chen's house, and the whole house, including the basement, was looted.

　　 For the big head soldiers, this is their revenge on the master Chen;

　　 But it didn't delay them to drag some good things into their pockets.

　　 Because of this, Zheng Fan’s current reputation among the soldiers in Tiger Head City is quite good. He helped everyone out and made a fortune.

　　 "Why, don't you understand?"

　　 Zheng Fan asked if Ding Hao was silent.

　　 Ding Hao shook his head, nodded again, and then showed a very tangled look on his face, saying:

　　 "Master, say something to your heart..."

　　 "When you speak to your heart, you don't need to call the master, I can call you brother, you can call me...little brother."

　　 "Um... the subordinate dare not."

　　 "That's not what I said."

　　 Ding Hao’s face began to sweat, and he had to turn to Zheng Fan respectfully and said:

　　 "Little brother..."

"Ok."

　　 Ding Hao felt that his blood began to surge to his head uncontrollably;

　　 This feeling is probably equivalent to Siniang calling you "Dad" for you.

　　 is too special, satisfied!

　　 "Lord...little brother, in fact, at first I thought you were cold-blooded, but sometimes, I felt that you were very humane. In many cases, brother and I could not see you clearly."

　　 "Affectionately."

　　 "Affectionate?"

　　 Ding Hao began to chew the word.

　　 "Little brother, I used to hear people say that the literati in the country like this kind of tune, sad for the autumn wind, and distressed for the sunset and sunset for a while."

　　 Zheng Fan heard this,

Laughed,

　　 He reached out and patted Ding Hao on the shoulder.

　　道:

"I understand."

　　 finished speaking,

　　 Zheng Fan stood up,

　　 stretched.

　　 Ding Hao immediately got up with him and said:

　　 "Master, what do you know?"

　　"My days are still too comfortable for me to be hypocritical. In fact, when I was a child, although my parents separated early, my dad didn't care about me, but the money for food and school was not bad.

　　 I haven't experienced a famine, I haven't really suffered. On this day, when I wake up, someone will arrange everything for you.

　　All day long, you don’t actually need to do anything. Even if you do, you will be a prince, and there will be a lot of people next to you to study with you. "

　　 This kind of disrespectful metaphor, if outsiders listened to it, they might be shocked inexplicably, but Ding Hao didn't take it to heart.

　　 "From now on, I really can't be hypocritical."

　　 Zheng Fan looked around,

　　 Looking at this Chen’s house, which has become ruins,

　　 In the world of later generations, no matter how people cannibalize, it also has a bit of warmth. At least, in that era, it was possible to have a terminal illness without money, but if you want to say that you really starve to death on the side of the road, it is not realistic.

　　 But in this world, since you have chosen this path, you can no longer be hypocritical.

　　 Those two thousand people who were used as bait,

　　 Today, the clerical "killed" your Chen's house as soon as I was on my behalf,

Here,

　　 is countless times more **** than those war-torn areas in later generations.

　　 Zheng Fan took a deep breath.

　　 gritted his teeth,

　　 said to himself:

　　 "I can't be a burden anymore."

　　 At this time, Si Niang's figure appeared in front, and she walked slowly.

　　 Ding Hao saw this and left by himself. He knew that Zheng Fan and Siniang were masters and servants, but he had even seen him. Siniang came out of Zheng Fan's house in the morning.

　　 Si Niang put a cloak on Zheng Fan's body, and said softly:

　　 "Lord, the slave family will sit with you for a while?"

　　 "No, go back and pack up, we will leave tomorrow."

　　 "Okay, go back to the slave house and wait for you."

　　 "Are you playing with needles again?"

　　 Si Niang gave Zheng Fan a look, and said with a spring-faced eyebrow:

　　 "If you don't want to play needles anymore, we can play cards or dice, whatever."

　　 "Are you good at gambling?"

　　 "Well, the slave family is good at sitting in the village."

　　……

　　 Ordinary people’s birthdays are also personal birthdays. It’s a little literary and stylish. You can buy a bouquet of flowers for your mother on your birthday:

　　'Er’s birthday is the mother’s mother’s day;

　　 Then, the mother and son cried with their heads in their arms.

　　I also heard Ding Hao say that the literati of Qianguo like to play this one, making everyone celebrate their birthday, just like doing a funeral, just to fight for a filial piety.

　　 After the status reaches a certain level, a person’s birthday becomes a holiday.

　　 The fifty birthday of Mrs. Beihou in the town is the festival of the entire Beifeng County.

　　 From about eight o'clock in the morning, Zheng Fan and Si Niang and Ding Hao after Yi Rong had been riding horses waiting at the gate of the city.

　　 Wang Duan and the other five centurions and their soldiers came very punctually, and they knelt down to Zheng Fan as soon as they came. They let go of their gestures when they met for the first time yesterday.

　　 Today is: What is the posture?

There were nearly 500 soldiers, and each of them was full of joy. Yesterday they made a small fortune, and today they will follow the adult surnamed Zheng to the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, and they may not be able to give any rewards. Everyone is in a good mood.

　　 But the gifts of the family gathered together, until noon, the gifts have not yet gathered.

　　 One car after another, as well as the servants sent by the various houses running around to help **** the transport, the city outside Hutou was bustling like a market.

　　 Finally, the last gift prepared by the family arrived.

　　 is a big carriage, of course, this is just the exterior of the carriage, inside it is an iron cage with a red snow wolf inside.

　　 is not a powerful monster, but the red snow wolf is really rare. It was given by Xujiapu, and it can be said that it took a lot of thought.

　　 The snow wolf is delicate, and there are people waiting in the carriage inside to make sure that the wolf will still be alive when it is sent to the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei.

　　 Finally, everything was ready, and Zheng Fan, who had been waiting a little impatient for a long time, ordered his departure immediately.

　　 After entering the night, Zheng Fan ordered the camp.

Wang Duan and others set up the defense in person, and Zheng Fan didn’t need to worry about it. Besides, there were already two groups of sentinels from the Zhenbei Army on the road. This also means that this area is directly covered by the Zhenbei Army’s forces, and the degree of security is still very high. of.

　　Zheng Fan came to the carriage. The two Xujiapu subordinates beside the carriage recognized Zheng Fan. Seeing Zheng Fan also got on the carriage, they did not stop them, and obediently let go.

　　Opening the door of the car, Zheng Fan first bends in, and when he raises his head, he sees that most of the space in the carriage is an iron cage. The red snow wolf in the cage feels a little sick and lacks energy.

　　 And on the side of the carriage outside the cage, leaning against the side of the carriage, there is a big fat man leaning there and eating roast chicken with relish.

　　 The taste in the carriage must be terrible. After all, Snow Wolf eats and drinks Lazard here, but this fat man still has a good appetite.

　　 Seeing Zheng Fan came in, the fat man broke off a big chicken leg and handed it over.

　　 Zheng Fan shook his head and said, "I have eaten it."

　　 "Hey, how do you know this official is here?" Xu Wenzu asked curiously.

　　 "Sir, your physique, you want to get into the team without being noticed. Where else can you go except here?"

　　 "Also, alas."

　　 From the corner of his eye, Zheng Fan was watching the surroundings. He was making sure that Xu Wenzu had a bodyguard by his side.

　　 When these big people go out, there is a high probability that there will be masters around them. There are also Fayin and Sandezi around Kangxi's private visit.

　　Observation is observation, but verbal good things are still to be said:

　　 "Hiding here, it's really hard work, adult."

　　 Xu Wenzu smiled without mind:

　　 "Where, where, I've been an official here for most of my life, and I've been a beast in clothes for most of my life, and now I'm making a carriage with this beast. It's right."

　　 "My lord's open-mindedness is beyond my reach."

　　 "Hey, you're still young, and you've experienced a lot and you understand."

　　 "That is, you have to study more, my lord."

　　At this time,

　　 The door of the carriage was opened again,

　　 came up with a middle-aged man with some sloppy hair and messy hair.

　　 After the man entered the carriage, he sat directly beside Zheng Fan, took off his shoes, and began to pick his feet.

　　 Zheng Fan glanced at the man, but his heart was slightly dazzling, suddenly alert.

　　 This one should be Xu Wenzu's guard.

　　 is sloppy, with messy hair, muddy eyes, drunk on his body, informal manners, picking his feet in front of his face, and sending it under his nose to smell,

what is this?

　　 This is simply a hidden standard image! !

　　 Damn, this is tricky.

　　 Xu Wenzu handed the chicken drumsticks that he was going to hand Zheng Fan to the man. The man was not polite, so he reached out and started eating.

Zheng Fan saw this scene in his eyes. It seems that the relationship between the two is very unusual. It has surpassed the boundary between master and servant. It is highly probable to buy it. Xu Wenzu’s personal bodyguard was bought by someone with money. Water, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is too contemptuous of people, right?

　　 The man finished eating the chicken legs, and then reached out to ask Xu Wenzu.

　　 Xu Wenzu smiled and gave him the remaining half of the chicken.

　　 The man then got out of the carriage while eating the chicken happily. Before he left, he let out a stinky fart.

　　 "Puff..."

　　Zheng Fan immediately held his breath;

　　 "Cough cough cough..."

　　 Xu Wenzu was choked and coughed, and his tears were smoked out.

　　 smiled at the same time:

　　 "This animal is stinky, the officer doesn't think there is anything, but the officer really can't stand the fart this person puts; you say it's ridiculous?"

　　 "Animals should be stinky, but if they don't, they will become fine."

　　"Yes, this is the truth. One is natural and the other is unnatural;

　　 Actually, human smell is also natural, but it is not a natural thing for human beings to live. Humans have seven emotions and desires, humans have desires, humans have attachments, beasts, and some, but they are far worse than humans. "

　　 "Thank you for your teachings." Zheng Fan said tentatively: "I'll let someone prepare another meal."

　　 "No need, I'm already full." Xu Wenzu said.

　　 "What about the gentleman just now? I see him, half of the roast chicken can't be full."

　　 Xu Wenzu looked at Zheng Fan in a daze.

　　 doubted:

　　 "Is that just yours?"

　　 "..." Zheng Fan!

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