Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

A double-height painting boat is docked on the bank of the Ruxukou River, and all the people who go to and from this boat are wealthy families wearing gold and silver, or foreign merchants.

Yan Heng and Xie Wuqiu, two out-of-towners who have neither a goods box nor a family member, are very special.

But everyone was curious from the bottom of their hearts, and no one came up to ask questions because of their identities.

The boat sailed out on time, the wind was strong on the river, soon everyone returned to the cabin to rest, only Yan Heng and Xie Wuqiu were left on the deck.

This river is the largest river outside Jianye City, and the opposite bank cannot be seen at a glance. Even the fastest building boats on this river have to sail for hours. In addition to the bad weather today, the boatman is even slower. some.

After confirming that no one was around, Xie Wuqiu sneaked to the bottom floor, took out his dagger and cut a hole out of the hiding place. He didn't know what Yan Heng wanted to do, but he just did as he said.

After about three incense sticks, the boat began to sink.

Xie Wuqiu asked Yan Heng: "With that small hole, the boat won't sink when it docks, right?"

Yan Heng said: "I didn't want to let it sink, I don't know how to swim."

Xie Wuqiu was speechless: "Then what do you want to do?"

Yan Heng stood at the bow of the boat and looked into the distance. In the mist of the river, the shapes of several light boats appeared faintly, and they seemed to be speeding towards the direction of their building boat.

Xie Wuqiu had good eyesight, and he saw clearly a group of people with weapons but not official uniforms standing on the light boat. He murmured: "I won't meet water bandits, right? I heard that this area is also quite chaotic."

At this time, several women ran out of the guest room on the first floor, shouting in a panic: "Oh! Boatman, there is a water leak here! Come here!"

"What's the noise? Can this little water drown you?" A thick old voice came from the room, and after a while, an old lady walked out with the help of two maidservants. .

The light boat was getting closer and closer, and soon, other guests on board also noticed it, and the people on board called out to them provocatively, waving their torches and weapons.

They all wore black bunts, climbed up the mast nimbly, and threw small stones at the upper boat to scare the female relatives.The one in the lead is masked, the more Xie Wuqiu looks at him, the more familiar he looks, no matter how you look at it, it looks like... Liushang?

Turning his head to look at Yan Heng, seeing that he was demure, he seemed to understand something.

The female relatives on the old lady's side were so frightened that they cried and alarmed the guests in other rooms, and ran out one after another.The boatman was also alarmed, and the young boatmen on board copied weapons one after another.Yan Heng grabbed Xie Wuqiu's collar and whispered something in his ear.Xie Wuqiu glanced at him, and responded slowly.

The "Water Bandits" jumped on the boat, all of them were very skilled, and they looked fierce, but they didn't hurt anyone. Then the masked leader stared at the old lady's female relatives, holding a knife to this side. When he came, Xie Wuqiu suddenly jumped down from the top and stood in front of the trembling female relatives: "In broad daylight, you are so arrogant! What kind of man is bullying a woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken?" The old man surrounded by women said: "Old lady, don't worry, with me here, this kind of bullying will never be allowed to happen!"

Not far away, a voice like a weak willow supporting the wind called out: "Husband, don't be a hero, you have to be careful."

The old lady looked towards the "woman" who was talking, and seeing her alone there, she felt that it was very dangerous, so she waved her hand and said, "Girl, come here, we have a lot of people, so we are not afraid of them."

Yan Heng trotted over gratefully, and complained: "It's really bad luck, my husband and I just came to Jianye on the first day, and we met water bandits."

The female relatives looked at Yan Heng up and down, and pointed to a young man in front of him who beat five: "That's your husband? Young and handsome, honest and kind, he really has a lot to do."

Yan Heng said a few words modestly, and soon warmed up with the female relatives, but the old lady still had a deep and dignified appearance, and never interrupted.

Under the deliberate release of water by the "water bandits", Xie Wuqiu is really a one-man man, and no one can get close to these female relatives.

Yan Heng looked at the situation, led them to hide in the watertight compartment to avoid the water, and comforted him: "The boat will be docked soon, these water bandits dare not confront the officers and soldiers, they will leave soon, don't worry .”

"It's really safe and sound. Fortunately, there are people on board who can fight! Otherwise, this time it's really..."

The female relatives appreciated their affection, grabbed Yan Heng's hand and asked where they came from and where they were going, and Yan Heng answered them one by one.

Not long after, as Yan Heng said, the water bandits were defeated and retreated. The ship did not suffer much damage and docked smoothly.

When Xie Wuqiu came to look for Yan Heng, the old lady finally stopped him and asked, "Young man, thank you very much. I heard from your wife that you have come all the way from Huaiyang to seek refuge with King Guangling? Why?"

According to what Yan Heng taught him, Xie Wuqiu sang praises to the self-appointed King of Guangling with great reluctance in his heart.When the old lady heard these words, the smile on her face grew stronger and stronger, but unfortunately, she didn't express anything after hearing these words.

This was different from Yan Heng's plan, but in order not to show any clues, he still tugged on Xie Wuqiu's sleeve and said, "Husband, let's go."

"Ah."

When they were far away, Xie Wuqiu turned his head and looked at the direction in which the group of female relatives were going.

"Hey, that old lady is Zhang Juan's aunt, right? You stayed in Ruxukou for two days, and you worked so hard to put on a play on the boat just now. It's all for her, right? It's a pity, did you miscalculate? Old lady Said none."

Yan Heng said: "I didn't expect that I don't want all the talents that are brought to my lips. I don't know if it's short-sighted or too cautious."

Xie Wuqiu laughed and said, "Are you praising me or yourself?"

"What do you think?" Yan Heng walked straight forward.

Xie Wuqiu chased after him and said, "Hey, what should we do now? How can we get close to Zhang without taking down the old lady?"

"There are many ways." Yan Heng was not in a hurry: "Just wait and see, in a few days, they will ask you to join their army."

"Really? Hey, wait for me, lady!"

Yan Heng ignored Xie Wuqiu and walked forward on his own.

The two entered Jianye City and settled down in an inn.That night Yan Heng wrote a greeting card and asked Xie Wuqiu to send it to the Guangling Palace.

The Guangling Mansion was located in Jianye, because although Zhang Jun was from Guangling, he became king with soldiers, annexed several surrounding cities, and finally chose Jianye, which was rich in materials and better in terrain.

There are many diners in Guangling Palace, Zhang Juan upholds the attitude of accepting talents, and does not reject anyone who thinks he is talented.

Xie Wuqiu handed over the greeting card, thinking it was nothing more than clichés, so he didn't open it to read it, and asked Yan Heng casually when he came back: "What did you write?"

At that time, Yan Heng was taking out the willow sash in front of the dressing table, loosening his hair and combing his hair carefully. Looking from the side, Xie Wuqiu's eyes softened, and Yan Heng said unhurriedly: "I didn't say anything. , that is to say, the main battle is not the main peace."

"There are very few main battles, right? Can you impress Zhang Juan like this? Guangling was originally developed in a low-key way, and he himself is used to meekness. How can he have the courage to fight against Zhai Jing now?"

"That's not necessarily the case. There are so many people who are one-sided and he has yet to make a decision. What does it mean? It means that he wants to fight in his heart."

"Oh, it makes sense." Xie Wuqiu said, "But the reason why he couldn't decide is because of the war, the risk is too high. If you want to cater to him, you have to give a convincing argument to make him notice you ah."

Xie Wuqiu said while leaning on the door frame with folded arms to admire Yan Heng combing his hair.

As he spoke, his heart began to drift. He felt that he had become a romantic poet, and his mind was full of "Wan Shenlang's lap, where is not pitiful".

The beautiful woman with black hair and shawl put down her comb, wiped off the rouge on her lips with a handkerchief, and said calmly: "Yes, so I told him that I can defeat the enemy."

"Oh." Xie Wuqiu nodded.

After a while, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze suddenly: "You, what are you talking about?"

"Are you crazy?!" Xie Wuqiu stood up straight and said, "Zhai Jing has [-] soldiers, how many soldiers does Zhang Jun have? He can mobilize at most [-] in a day in this small Jianye, right? Five thousand is right [-], you hit it with the head?"

Yan Heng glanced at him indifferently, then turned back indifferently.

"Wait a minute, you didn't send that post in my name, did you?" Xie Wuqiu said, "Who signed it, can you tell me clearly?"

Yan Heng turned around again and smiled at him: "Of course it's you, husband."

Xie Wuqiu's eyes went dark, and he just wanted to pass out on the spot for him to see.

"Don't be afraid, don't I still have soldiers from the twelfth floor?"

"On the twelfth floor, there are only a few thousand people here? The sum is less than half of Zhai Jing's."

"But I can fight on the twelfth floor, everyone is a good player."

"So what? The opposite is one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand!"

Yan Heng snorted: "Look at me."

After a while, he suddenly whispered again: "Speaking of which, didn't you yourself have done the feat of defeating the many with the few? That year in Xiliang City, the number of foreign cavalry was probably not small. "

Xie Wuqiu fell silent for a moment.

Yan Heng couldn't guess whether he was happy or unhappy, maybe that incident was too painful and he didn't want to think about it, maybe the past glory was so heavy that he didn't want to be mentioned, or maybe, he was forced to recall some feelings that had been buried for a long time .

In short, even Yan Heng could hardly imagine how a teenage boy survived that incident.

To this day, Yan Heng still tricks him into going south with the golden hazel, thinking of this, Yan Heng feels a little guilty.

But he felt vaguely that Xie Wuqiu didn't know how much of Yan Heng's words were true and how much was false.They should be enemies, but there is an indescribable trust between them.

A kind of...a kind of strange trust that might be broken if poked, flimsy and fragile, but sticky like lotus roots.

After a long time, Xie Wuqiu flung off his sleeves, murmured to himself, "I'm sick, so I followed you south." Then he went into the back room, kicked off his boots and got on the bed, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Yan Heng quietly watched him enter the room from the mirror, then, he bent his eyes and revealed a rare, brisk smile, which was fleeting.

The author has something to say:

Yan Heng: What are you afraid of?It's a pseudonym.

Xie Wuqiu: What is the pseudonym?

Yan Heng: Xie Heng (take it as you please)

Xie Wuqiu: Sounds like our child...or else (crazy hint.jpg)

Yan Heng: Get lost