Chapter 624 Chapter 624: Ping Sibao County (Twenty-six) [Ask for monthly votes]
“A general captured by scribes?”
Life in the military camp is boring, and the battlefield is cruel and bloody. Soldiers are also ordinary people, and they need to be relieved when they are under great psychological pressure. Sharing gossip during breaks was one of the few entertainments they had to pass the time.
“Yes, Military Master Xun caught it with his own hands...”
“How do you know so clearly?”
A few people with whom I usually have good relationships gathered around me.
The soldier raised his finger and pointed at his eyes and said: "How do you know? Of course I saw these moves with my own eyes."
One audience member pondered for a while, lowered his voice, and said He whispered in a thief-like voice: "It's not that we underestimate our military advisor. It's just... isn't the military counselor a literary scholar? A brave warrior who can be captured by a literary scholar... I guess he doesn't have much ability, right? The enemy general who has no ability is not worth a few military merits, and it is a waste of military rations... …”
It’s better to just take off the head.
The companion also felt that the captured general was a bit unsatisfactory, but after thinking about it, he still said: "...That's right, but maybe this person has other greater values? What are the plans of the military advisor and the others? , is it something we can figure out..."
They can guess it, so why do they need a military advisor?
"Come on, come on - the water is here -"
The old man's laughing voice interrupted everyone's chat.
"Old man, is there still water?"
"The water in the water tank at home is clean and sweet."
The old man smiled so much that he showed a mouth of incomplete teeth.
These young men were like no other. They were very strong, efficient at work, and all of them were talkative and enthusiastic, which greatly won his favor. Seeing them working hard to carry gravel, prepare the road, and clean up the rubble, I went home and brought them clean water.
"Is it really sweet? You have to try it." The people working nearby heard that someone was delivering water, and they gathered around one after another, as if this was not ordinary water, but jade water from a good spring, sweet and sweet wine. . I always felt that this old man and his wife were simple and kind...
The old man and his wife also praised them.
“These young people are really good people...”
Although it was cold, the old man was sweating all over. He held half a water gourd in his hand to fan himself, and said this to his wife. A young man saw the couple's unicycle and offered to help replace the parts. After repairing it, it looked like a brand new one.
Pushing is smoother and lighter.
They are too old and have little strength. The wheelbarrows brought out from the stalls are revitalized and can also reduce their pressure to make a living.
Everyone was working enthusiastically.
Xun Dingxin was in dire straits.
He never dreamed that one day he would become a prisoner of his old father, nor did he expect that their long-standing father-son relationship would almost break up because of a sum of money. Alas, we have to start with the battle last night.
Father and son fight, Xun Ding doesn’t think he will lose.
He was sure that he would be beautiful and win, and then he disappeared into the misty clouds in the morning amid his father's emotion and joy that "I have a son who has just grown up." Many years later, he returned to his hometown in rich clothes and took his empty-nest father away to support him until his death.
Result——
Until he lost, Xun Ding lay in the ruins of the city tower and looked at the sky above him, still not knowing how he lost.
Above is the old father's face.
Xun Zhen lowered her eyes and sighed at the big boy.
“You have been away from home for many years, and you have only made this little progress?”
Xun Ding: “…”
Xun Zhen opened her lips: “Strength and cultivation have improved, but How can you be so thoughtful? If this is all you have gained over the years... As a father, I should really be grateful to your past opponents for not killing them.”
Xun Ding: "..."
Xun Ding held it in for a long time before saying with a sense of grievance: "I guess no one can resist my father's tricks..."
Use words Ling doesn't care about money either.
My father never talked to him like this before.
"Humph, you obviously took it lightly." It was okay not to remind him. Once reminded, Xun Zhen remembered that someone should pay the bill, "I know I can't keep you here, so you can just take the money and leave. Remember to send letters back from time to time to let your father know whether you are dead or alive.”
After saying that, I felt complicated and melancholy. Xun Zhen was naturally reluctant to let go of her son, but she also knew that she could not keep him by her side forever. Even the young Xun Ding could not keep him, let alone the unfilial son in front of her who was already wild-minded. He only hopes that he can see his next generation in his lifetime and enjoy the fun of playing with his grandchildren for a few days. He will be satisfied. A hundred years later, he can have an explanation with his mother-in-law.
Who would have guessed——
Xun Ding opened his mouth and said: "No money."
The warmth on Xun Zhen's face disappeared instantly.
"No money?" His tone was a bit dangerous.
Xun Ding choked and said: "No money..."
"Then what do you mean by 'collecting people's money and helping them eliminate disasters'?" Xun Zhen knew his son well. , the latter has never been short of money since he was a child. He is not a stingy and money-loving character, and he will not lie to himself for this.
Xun Ding was speechless, but he couldn't say it directly - it was Gong Xiqiu who accepted people's money, what does it have to do with him being the head of the family? If he really wanted to say it, Xun Ding felt that he might have to go to see his mother in Paradise in advance...
He hesitated for a long time and couldn't say anything.
Xun Zhen's face became worse and worse.
Lift up his son's collar with one hand.
"Father——"
His "Father" did not melt his father's heart of stone, and he was thrown at Shen Tang's feet with a bang.
Xun Ding: "..."
Shen Tang looked at Xun Ding who was so big and said: "???"
Xun Ding, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, also looked at her.
Shen Tang carefully tested Xun Zhen, who looked extremely unhappy: "Hanzhang, what are you doing? In the final analysis, your son is not under Qiu Wenyan's account, and he is not a prisoner. You can just deal with it yourself. What are you bringing here for?”
Xun Ding’s hands were tied behind his back.
He also lost his temper. He sat up from the ground, his cheeks were bulging with anger, and he still had a vague trace of his youth. Seeing Xun Zhen in a daze for a while, she came back to her senses and said angrily: "I use this unfilial son to pay off my lord's debt!"
Shen Tang: "..."
Xun Ding: "???"
After some detailed explanation, I found out the whole story.
Xun Zhen used Shen Tang’s small treasury to beat up Da Er. She wanted Xun Ding to pay for this expense himself, but Xun Ding said he had no money, so Xun Ding would fill the gap himself. When the filling is completed, when will he be free!
Shen Tang: “…”
It’s not that I feel bad about money.
After all, I am used to this kind of thing.
She was just thinking about Xun Zhen's intention.
Could it be that he couldn't keep his daughter, so he asked her to keep Xun Ding to work in vain? Alas, he really has a fatherly heart. In order to fulfill her old father's hard work, she nodded and agreed to Xun Zhen's proposal. Only Xun Ding expressed opposition.
“It’s so childish!”
You sold yourself to pay off your debt for no apparent reason? ? ?
But the objection is invalid.
Xun Ding had no choice but to use his ultimate move.
"My son is now under Gong Xiqiu's account..." Gong Xiqiu, a man who has been stabbed a thousand times, should also think carefully about it.
Shen Tang said: "Gong Xiqiu? That's okay. If I ask him to borrow someone, he will probably be willing to lend you out."
She still has this confidence.
Symptoms... Alas, my dad and the leather jacket are the only ones left in the family who are still precious little vaginas. But my dad goes out to work every day, so I guess he will be next.
(End of this chapter)