Chapter 180 Chapter 180: Chaos in Xiaocheng (Twenty) [Ask for leave]
The subordinate officials finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Step forward to persuade in a low voice.
"Major General, this won't work..."
The young man immediately lowered his face in displeasure. I didn't want to be embarrassed in front of my "confidant" I had just met, so I took out my three-pointed fierce look, frowned slightly, and asked the subordinate unhappily: "Why not? This is not possible, and that is not possible. You are the general and I am the general?" ”
The subordinate officer was speechless when asked. If it were anyone else, he could still argue a few words, but not the young man in front of him.
I don’t know the origin of the young man. Although he looks stupid, he is already very powerful at a young age and was adopted as an adopted son by a general who cherishes his talents.
The Lord will be very indulgent and pampering to this adopted son whom he met halfway. As long as the young man does not make a principled mistake, others will be punished. He was so favored that even the direct sons of the commander-in-chief had to step aside. Who wouldn't murmur that something was wrong?
The subordinate officers were not sent here to assist the young people.
It was more about "staring", "playing with the young man", "must follow the young general's wishes", and even the job of escorting grain and grass was asked by the young man to relax because he was bored. .
Tsk tsk, I can’t afford to offend!
The subordinate officials immediately did not dare to say anything to stop him.
Shen Tang jumped onto the baggage truck with one hand.
The young man smiled and said: "Mama, you are so handsome!"
Shen Tang said: "Is this considered handsome?"
"I've been out for so long, hehe, I've only seen Mama like this. Others..." The young man held a dog's tail grass in his mouth, sat and thought for a moment, and said, "They either take a sedan or a carriage, or simply I can’t see them, they are soft and weak..."
It’s hard to believe that the women he saw the most were actually the women sweeping the courtyard, followed by the group of singing and dancing girls raised by his adoptive father. . Every time a banquet was held for drinking, they had to be asked to come out and dance, or pour wine for the generals attending the banquet...
The young people often looked at it with itch.
He also wanted to go play music, dance or sing.
But it is a pity that the customs here are different from those in his hometown. As an adopted son, he cannot get too close to his adoptive father's woman. What is it called "avoiding suspicion" - then again, if he really wants to avoid suspicion, why let him? Those singing and dancing musicians came out to entertain guests? ? ?
Don’t guests need to avoid suspicion?
He still couldn't figure out this problem.
Without a stage to perform his talents and no close friends who could appreciate his singing and dancing, the young man was quite depressed - you must know that after he turned twelve, he would come out on top in every singing and dancing party held in his hometown, up to eighty years old. , down to 35, no one dislikes it!
Leaving his hometown, he thought he could find more close friends in the vast world, but he was so depressed that he could only have fun when there was no one around. Just as he was passing by, he heard a song that was like the sound of nature coming from the forest, which touched his soul!
Ah, this is the person he is looking for!
This is probably what my adoptive father always said, "When you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent", so he sent out the invitation without saying a word!
Shen Tang said: "Oh, I don't think they want this either."
If there was a wider world, who would be willing to be a golden wire who is manipulated by others and has lost the ability to survive? Where's the bird?
Listening to Shen Tang’s words is better than ten years of reading.
In an instant, the young man felt inspiration erupting like a volcano.
So he raised his neck and sang, singing in harmony.
The songs of young people are all improvised -
This is a unique custom of their clan. They sing whatever comes to mind, regardless of whether it is vulgar or elegant, whether it rhymes or not.
The tunes are all kinds of strange and the lyrics are diverse.
Qi Shan’s face twisted for a moment: “…”
At this moment, he really wanted to close his sense of hearing with the spirit of "not hearing what is happening outside the window", but he was afraid that he would lose his sense of hearing and not be able to take into account the unexpected situation, so he could only endure the throbbing veins on his forehead and silently recite the "Pure Heart Mantra" , trying to cleanse the mind and gain peace of mind.
But the magic sound reached my ears.
Qishan felt that the young man’s singing was nonsense, vulgar, and dissolute, but Shen Tang felt that the young man’s voice was loud and clear, simple and clean, and clear and transparent. The key was the emotion of the song, which was called a surging and passionate voice. Unrestrained, hot and sincere!
So she also thought of a song.
Pray for good: "..."
Double the magic sound!
Double the pain! He secretly used his peripheral vision to pay attention to the expressions of the soldiers and cooks around him. When he saw that their faces twitched from time to time, and the word "disgust" was written between their eyebrows, Qi Shan knew that his aesthetics was normal. However, the young man and Shen Tang were not so conscious, and their relationship quickly became closer.
Shen Tang asked the young man: "Hey, what do you call 'Xiao Langjun' in your hometown? You call me 'Mama', and I have to reciprocate."
Qishan's brows trembled when he heard this, but the corners of his lips were about to rise.
Sure enough——
The young man replied with a smile: "It's '嗲嗲'."
Shen Tang: "..."
Shen Tang: "??? ”
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Her expression and mood at this moment can only be accurately described by two emojis: the confused face of a black man and the old man looking at his cell phone on the subway.
If the young man's expression was not serious and frank, and there was no joking, she would have thought that the other party was deliberately taking advantage of her.
What the hell is that?
Shen Tang paused hesitantly and said: "Well, after thinking about it for a while, I think it's not appropriate - you call me in your hometown dialect, as a courtesy, I should also call you in my hometown dialect... ”
The young man looked at Shen Tang expectantly.
Shen Tang thought for a while but couldn't remember what her hometown dialect was. This was too difficult for her with little memory left, so she randomly named a hometown for herself and replied: "Pretty boy!"
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Shen Tang opened her eyes and talked nonsense: "It means that you are very handsome and pretty, which means 'handsome and handsome young man'."
Who knows, she almost blurted out "Little one" Bastard".
I'm glad I changed it at the last minute, otherwise we would have had to fight now. Shen Tang was secretly glad in his heart, chatting and laughing with the young man with a flawless smile, and secretly twisting his words. Young people are warm and hospitable, and they are not wary of rare "close friends".
If the subordinate officer on the side hadn't coughed or made some noise from time to time, I'm afraid he would have been able to tell what color he was wearing today. Shen Tang also knew how to control the situation, and after a while he started talking about music, singing and dancing, which made the young man overjoyed.
The atmosphere looks very harmonious.
However, it was just watching.
Qishan has secretly figured out the location and layout of the team escorting grain and fodder, and is making plans in his mind. If you can get away, it's best to get away safely. If you can't get away -
You must use some bloody and violent means!
Before the decision was made, the people who took care of the baggage convoy arrived.
The leader was a man with beards and armor. He looked to be in his thirties, with a sturdy back and two large hammers hanging on the back of the horse.
Seeing this, Qishan could only temporarily suppress the signs of taking action.
The rebel camp is not far outside Xiaocheng.
Although it was done only after full preparation, because Zheng Qiao's soldiers and horses could not be suspected before the action, some big actions were not dared - such as the mobilization of grain and grass. Therefore, the rebels were relatively short of supplies and supplies, and needed to temporarily dispatch several teams to raise supplies.
Although the batch of food and grass escorted by the young man was not much, it would not take long to take Xiaocheng, and it was barely enough.
It really solved the urgent need.
Seeing that the food and grass were in good condition, the bearded man relaxed his eyebrows.
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At night, I didn’t pay attention to the glass door of the kitchen and accidentally kicked it with my right foot. It hurt like hell...
(End of this chapter)