[full-time master] short story

Very dignified: "I'm afraid that the winter law will be enforced in midsummer, and there will be signs of impassable roads and violent soldiers... Maybe, this may be due to some kind of turmoil."

Han Wenqing paused for a while, then said, "Please pay more attention, sir."

"The frontier is calm now, and the barbarians don't seem to be attacking, so please don't worry too much, general." Zhang Xinjie said, "I also ordered this morning to double the number of patrolling soldiers. If someone violates the border, they will respond in time. "

Han Wenqing nodded, but couldn't tell what he was worried about.Or maybe this sudden snow can't teach people to settle down, or——

But at this time, Zhizhou Lin Jingyan's subordinates rushed in hastily: "General Han, Commander Zhang!"

Zhang Xinjie frowned: "What's the hurry?"

The servant was out of breath, and hurriedly took out a paper from his pocket and handed it up: "Master Lin asked me to give this to the two of you, and said it was urgent..."

Han and Zhang looked at each other, and Zhang Xinjie had already stepped forward to take the residence newspaper, hurriedly scanned the two lines and said, "General, there are changes in Beijing."

The servant at the side retreated, Han Wenqing frowned and took the mansion newspaper, the first line on it said in big characters - Prince Ye Qiusu was frivolous and immoral, and was involved in witchcraft and plotting rebellion, so he entered Dali Temple as a crime.He tightened his hands, and before he finished reading, he said: "——It's a bunch of nonsense."

Zhang Xinjie sighed: "The crown prince has been at odds with the present for a long time, I'm afraid this is just looking for a gap. General, do we want to send people into Beijing to investigate?"

Han Wenqing paced back and forth a few steps and said, "...I'm afraid I won't be able to wait."

Zhang Xinjie was startled, he just called out "General", and saw Han Wenqing shook his head again: "That's all. If that's the case, he himself lost his mind." After speaking, he turned and left the study.

Zhang Xinjie watched him leave, thought for a moment, and then raised his voice, "Mr. Zhang Jiale, please come in."

two

Han Wenqing saw Ye Qiu when he was still in Beijing.At that time, he was still the heir of Duke Qin, he only studied and studied martial arts all day long, and even socialized with a group of knight-errants in his free time.In the country, the customs favor martial arts, and everyone likes to dance with guns and clubs to practice fists and kicks, especially in the north—even in martial arts, they are only called by name, regardless of family background.Han Wenqing relied on his family's ancestral Tiger Fist, and the name "Great Desert Dust" has spread all over the capital, and there are always people coming to ask for a fight, but most of them come here in good spirits and return angrily.

At that time, the only one who fought evenly with him was the young man who called himself "One Autumn Leaf".

Speaking of which, it was a coincidence that the two met for the first time.He and a few acquaintances went to Guanhe Tower in the west of the city to have a drink, and saw several tea doctors talking about something around a table of guests.Han Wenqing and the others went over to take a look, but they saw a drunk man lying on the table and falling asleep, no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't wake up.His companion then asked, "This guy drank a few jugs of wine and fell asleep so deeply!"

Dr. Tea had a bitter face: "You don't know, this guy just drank a cup and fell asleep like this...but the money for the drink—"

Han Wenqing shook his head, knowing that these tea doctors still watched people order dishes, so they were worried when they saw that the drunkard was dressed differently, so he simply touched a dime of silver and threw it over: "I'll pay for it, you call him Just sober up."

Dr. Tea hurriedly took it, it was much more than the wine price, they were happy with it, so they left the drunk there.Han Wenqing and the others drank by themselves, talked about boxing and martial arts, and then prepared to leave when it was close to closing time.Just when they were about to go out, Dr. Cha came over with small steps just now: "Guest officer, are you friends with the drunk guest just now?"

"how?"

Han Wenqing raised his eyebrows, and Dr. Cha couldn't even speak fluently, he just said tremblingly: "Look, he is still asleep in this room, and we are going to close again..."

Han Wenqing took a look, but saw that the drunk cat was still sleeping there.He sighed in his heart, and said: "Just leave him to me." After saying that, he walked over, helped the man up, put his shoulders on his shoulders, and walked out.A few of his friends saw him like this, and they all laughed at Han Wenqing's disgusting face, - what do you care about such a drunk?

Han Wenqing didn't say a word, he just carried him back home, then found a guest room and threw him in to finish the job.He also drank a lot of wine, went back and washed his face indiscriminately before falling asleep.

The next morning, Han Wenqing was half asleep and half awake when he heard the clang of iron objects.He woke up suddenly, and saw a person sitting on the chair in his room, playing with his pair of iron gloves. Seeing that he woke up, he didn't get up, and said: "Thank you very much yesterday."

Han Wenqing asked, "How did you come in?"

"Come in." The man said it as a matter of course, but Han Wenqing knew it was impossible anyway.Although his family is frugal in nature, there are also soldiers on patrol in the Duke's mansion, how could it be possible for an outsider to wander back and forth?Not to mention that he himself was always vigilant, how could it be possible for a person to grope into the room just like that?But seeing the man put down his gloves, he stood up and bowed: "Unexpectedly, you are 'Da Mo Gu Yan'. I have always wanted to compete with you, but I didn't expect to meet you like this. How about it?"

Han Wenqing also got up and put on his coat: "Who are you?"

"There is a name 'One Autumn Leaf', have you heard of it?"

Han Wenqing froze, and said, "I've heard of you. You made a Zhangba battle spear and became famous recently."

"Oh, it seems that I am still somewhat famous." The man laughed, but Han Wenqing straightened his demeanor and said, "—Please."

On that day, their competitions, like countless competitions after that, always ended with a narrow margin of victory.At the end of the fight, "One Autumn Leaf" only talked about having fun, and agreed to pay back the drink money next time they meet.

Han Wenqing said, what does it matter about the wine money.It's true to talk about winning or losing next time.

"One Autumn Leaf" laughed a few times, raised his hand and resigned.

Han Wenqing was only waiting to meet him again in a certain restaurant or martial arts arena.Unexpectedly, one month later, his father would take him into the palace to attend the Double Ninth Banquet, but he pointed to the young man sitting at the top and told him:

"That person is the eldest son of the first emperor, Ye Qiu."

Han Wenqing's face remained calm, but a turbulent sea was already stirring in his heart.Halfway through the banquet, he took a break to go out to breathe, and when he was looking at the bonsai of Xinhuashan piled up in the imperial garden, he heard someone calling him from behind: "Brother Han."

He turned around and said: "—I dare not."

It was Ye Qiu who came.He raised his eyebrows, and said: "I heard before that in Jianghu, martial arts are used to discuss friendship, and they are only called by name, regardless of background - but they are all lies? Otherwise, how can you be so polite to me?"

Han Wenqing thought back then when he was in the rivers and lakes, but now he is in the palace, how can he compare?

But Ye Qiu also felt that he was being ridiculous, and said, "Forget it. Look at this, but if I sneak out again and challenge you for a martial arts competition, you won't agree?"

Although Han Wenqing knew that he should advise the other party's son of a daughter not to sit down, but when the words came to his lips, it became: "If your highness goes to the rivers and lakes, he will naturally follow the rules of the rivers and lakes."

Ye Qiu's eyes lit up: "You can decide on that."

At that time, the two of them were still young, and they were both full of youthful spirit, so why did they have so many worries?Han Wenqing nodded vigorously: "Naturally. If not, Your Highness will return my drink money first."

Ye Qiu made a face at him: "I'll tell you when you win."

It's a pity that he and Ye Qiu will have a match afterward, either it will be a tie, or Ye Qiu will win, if he wins, Ye Qiu will say that it will be three rounds, two wins, five rounds, three wins, seven rounds and four wins... In short, it is an infinite deduction, and there will be no head .

Therefore, the half-dime money for wine has been owed since they met ten years ago until today.

three

Zhang Jiale got instructions from his military adviser Zhang Xinjie, so he rode his horse and headed for Beijing along the post road.He was considered a new face in Tyranny's army, and no one would recognize him, so he was not afraid of being caught by the Beijing officials.Going south, the weather is warmer, and the snow has stopped, and the clothes that have been hit by the snow on the shoulders are wet, but become biting in the wind.Zhang Jiale knew that it might not be good to go on like this, so he saw a restaurant in the distance picking up tricks, so he hurriedly got off his horse and entered the restaurant.

It's a pity that this is a barren village shop. There are only three or two sets of crude wooden tables and benches in the adobe house with air leaks everywhere. Zhang Jiale shouted for a long time before he called out the proprietress who was wrapped in a handkerchief, with a big waist, a round face, and a fleshy face. She shouted with wide eyes like copper bells : "What are you shouting for? Shouting for mourning?!"

Zhang Jiale shrank into a ball immediately, and said, "——Two jugs of wine, is there anything to eat?"

"Yangchun noodles and cooked beef." The proprietress's noodles are like the bottom of a pot.

"Come some." Zhang Jiale's voice was suppressed even more.

The heroine of the female middle school glanced at him, turned around and went in.But after a while, he brought out all the things Zhang Jiale ordered at a speed that was incomparable to just now—Zhang Jiale thanked him, took a bite with his chopsticks, but it was so delicious that he almost didn't swallow his tongue—— He turned his head to look, saw the black face of the proprietress but dared not make a sound, and could only lament that there were strange people in the wilderness.

Zhang Jiale was eating, when he heard the sound of horseshoes outside the door, and after a while, someone came in through the curtain and said, "It's really cold today, it seems that it's going to be autumn now...Ma'am, do you have any hot food?"

Zhang Jiale took a peek and found that the proprietress was still as dark as ever, so she nodded.The man sat down on the table opposite Zhang Jiale and said, "I'll take some, thank you."

The proprietress went in quietly.The man sat at the table, took off the heavy cloak on his shoulders, and moved his shoulders again. Seeing Zhang Jiale looking at him, he greeted with a smile: "This brother is also on a journey? ——Is it raining ahead?"

"Are you going north?"

"good."

"It was snowing heavily when I came out, but I don't know what happened this morning."

"It snows in summer? Isn't there any grievance in your place?"

Zhang Jiale was angry: "You are so ignorant when you talk, how can you open your mouth so easily?"

The man was not in a hurry, he just cupped his hands: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."