V1.Chapter 27

The carriage gradually moved away and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Zhang Zhukuai looked at Yu Wan coldly.

"I advise you not to act rashly. The daughter of the general's mansion has opened her mouth. If you arrest people indiscriminately, it will be difficult for her." Bai Tang appeared in the crowd at an unknown time. In front of Zhang Zhukuai.

Zhang Chukuai pondered her words, and the minions who had just exposed went back obediently: "You said it was the carriage of the General's Mansion?"

Bai Tang shook her finger: "It's not an ordinary general's mansion. The one who just sat in the carriage was the granddaughter of the old general of Zhenbei."

"The granddaughter of the old general of Zhenbei, isn't that..." Zhang Jukuai didn't know what he was thinking, his whole face became bloodless, and then Chunzhi ignored it, took his brother directly, and fled in despair !

"Hey! Brother Zhang! Brother Zhang, why did you leave? You stopped arresting people?" Chunzhi stomped her feet in anger, but Zhang Zhuo was about to leave, so she had to run away with her tail between her legs.

The Yu family father and son heaved a long sigh of relief.

Yu Song was stunned: "Then what kind of town... The general's mansion has such a big background, and the dignified officials are so frightened that they are so frightened."

"Isn't the Zhenbei General's Mansion already..." The uncle was someone who had been in the capital. When he was a chef in the capital, he had heard some news about the major families. He vaguely remembered that the Zhenbei General's Mansion was involved in an unsolved case. The whole family was thrown into prison, how could their names be so useful?

Bai Tang snorted in surprise: "This uncle, you have heard about the capital! But what you are talking about is already three years ago, when the General's Mansion was convicted, everyone was imprisoned, and the strong man was imprisoned. She was assigned to the Northwest to join the army, and only one daughter escaped because she spent the summer in Bie Zhuang. After that, that daughter disappeared, and everyone thought she was dead, but not long ago, she came back."

Speaking of this, Bai Tang raised her eyebrows, "She came back with the flesh and blood of the young master of Yancheng, do you know who the young master of Yancheng is? That is the only one who dares to go crazy on the Golden Palace in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. , The man who came out intact after the incident. She gave birth to his child, and now the mother and child are precious, and even the entire General's Mansion has made a comeback. "

Yu Wan is not interested in the gossip in the elite circles. A little village girl like her who wakes up early for a few coins will never interact with the people at the top of the pyramid in her life, whether it is the General's Mansion or the Young Master Yan, she will be with her. It doesn't matter, in Bai Tang's words just now, the only thing she cared about was the phrase "strong men were sent to the northwest to join the army". If she remembered correctly, her father was also arrested and went to the northwest to fight.

It's been six years, and I don't know what happened to my father.

...

The border is snowing heavily.

At the end of the day's patrol, several soldiers changed their guards, stepped on the thick snow that did not reach the base of their thighs, and returned to the tent creaking.

"I'm freezing to death!"

As soon as he entered the tent, Wu San began to shake the snow on his armor. Part of the snow had frozen into ice cubes, and he couldn't shake it.

"Old Yu, help me get it done!"

He walked up to a man who was mending his armor.

The man called Lao Yu put down the tattered armor in his hand, and pulled out a bright dagger from his short boots: "Turn over."

"Hey!" Wu San turned around obediently.

Yu Yuqing began to pry the ice on his armor.

The border is bitterly cold, and they don't even have a brazier in their tent. If the ice is not pried open, the armor will not come off.

"Old Yu." Wu San said with a smile, who was holding the ice cube, "I heard that you are going to choose a captain, I think you will definitely be able to do it this time!"

Yu Yuqing didn't say a word, a pair of hands with interlaced scars from years of fighting, tightly holding the dagger, and methodically prying ice cubes.

"Don't believe it, you've been a centurion for three years, and it's time for your promotion. Didn't you chop off a lieutenant's head last time? This is a great military feat! If you change someone else, you should be promoted to Nanying earlier. Go, you, you are from a poor background, but I have seen the centurions this time, and none of them are more senior than you, and they are not related to Nanying!"

Nanying and Beiying were the names of the orthodox soldiers and skirmishers in private, and most of them were from Beiying.

"It's time to eat." After prying the last piece of ice, Yu Shiqing took out a dry cloth, carefully wiped the dagger, and put it back into the scabbard.

Wu San took off his armor and put on his own cotton-padded clothes. Beiying's cotton-padded clothes were all made of old cotton. They were still wet, heavy and not warm, but they were better than nothing at home.

Seeing the food on the table, Wu San pouted: "You say that you are a centurion, how can you eat the same as us soldiers!"

In the past few days, the heavy snow has closed the mountains, and both sides have stopped the war. In order to save military rations, three meals a day have become two meals a day. Wu San is not full, so he always comes to Yu Yuqing. Saved from my own mouth.

Wu San picked up a steamed bun that was hard from the cold, and bit into it, he could eat astringent grains of sand.

He rolled his eyes immediately: "Mother! Nanying is eating pork! When I was patrolling just now, I smelled the aroma of the broth! If you were a centurion in Nanying, you would already be eating and drinking spicy food. It's gone!"

Yu Yuqing took a mouthful of pickles that had no taste at all.

Wu San took a hard bite of the steamed bun: "Don't worry, when you are promoted to commander, you will be able to eat the food from Nanying!"

As soon as the voice fell, there were loud shouts from outside the tent.

Wu San put down the steamed buns and ran out, grabbing a soldier who looked in a hurry and said, "What's the matter? What happened?"

The soldier said excitedly: "Old Deng Tau has been promoted to commander! The brothers are about to go over to congratulate him!"

Wu San frowned: "Old Deng Tousheng Thousand Commander? How could it be him? Did he make a mistake?"

The soldier said, "You can't be wrong! General Gui Delang personally promoted him!"

"General Gui Delang?" Wu San wondered, when did this character appear in their camp?

The soldier sighed: "You just went to patrol, haven't you heard of it yet? Lao Yan has been appointed as a general from the fifth rank Guidelang!"

Wu San took a deep breath!

He also knows Lao Yan. Like Lao Yu, he is also the centurion of Beiying and one of the candidates to be promoted to the thousand centurion this time. Not to mention how much better Lao Yu's military skills are than him, he can't even count on a thousand commander, how can he jump so many levels in the blink of an eye and become a Guidelang general from the fifth rank? Or appointed? !

The soldier said with envy on his face: "I heard that his daughter is going to become the young master's wife of Yancheng. In order not to aggrieve the young master Yan, the sage was exceptionally promoted to her father."

"Old Dengtou, do you know? It's Lao Yan, no, now it's time to call General Guidelang. He is General Guidelang's confidant. After General Guidelang was promoted, he was immediately promoted! Oops! , General Gui Delang is really capable! If I had known this, I should have followed him..."

Confidant? Nonsence! Just follow the ass!

capable? Not even Lao Yu can do it with a single finger!

The thought of Lao Yu's commander-in-chief being snatched away by an old slicker who only knows how to slack off a horse, Wu San's lungs are going to explode!

Wu San gritted his teeth and returned to the tent, looking at Yu Shaoqing, who was silently nibbling on pickles and steamed buns, as if he had not heard anything, suppressed his anger and said, "Old Yu, don't be sad."

"Well." Yu Shaoqing said.