Chapter 335 The scenery of Bianliang is as old

However, Jiao Zan and Meng Liang were stunned.

They saw those people in black who came and went without a trace. They hid in the forest, and their whereabouts floated uncertainly. They were like ghosts and powerful.

And they were only trained in just over a month.

How can this not be shocking?

"Bang!"

Meng Liang suddenly put the wine bowl in his hand on the table. The wine in the bowl rippled, a few drops, fell on the table, and soon penetrated into the half-old redwood table.

"In this case, someone also handed over Banana Mountain to the eldest brother. Anyway, they are all a family. There is no need to share you and me, so that the brothers can take care of each other together."

This is really true, but if you want to combine the two mountains of fighting many times into one, I'm afraid it's not that simple. There must be someone who can say it to suppress the resistance of the people below.

After thinking about it over and over again, Yang Yanzhao still feels that Jiao Zan's words are reasonable. They still need to be left to take care of the things about the cottage. When it is arranged properly, the cronies brought out by Xiao Muchu will train these bandits, and they will definitely produce a thousand soldiers with super combat effectiveness in the future.

He made up his mind and said to the four people. Naturally, no one objected, and Xiao Muchun called in the man in black who had been put down by Yang Yanzhao.

At this time, Yang Yanzhao carefully looked at this thin and strong man. The previous skills were indeed half as good as Xiao Muchun's. He practiced diligently and must also be a sharp weapon in the future.

The person's surname is Xu Fengsheng. He used to be the little boy of Niu Pishan. After Xiao Muchun killed Chen Mazi and other people and recovered the bandits of Niu Pi Mountain, when he saw that he was clever, he vigorously promoted him to the second master and became his confidant.

Because he had had a relationship with him before and knew the identity of Yang Yanzhao, Xu Fengsheng was a little formal and cautious when talking.

Seeing his appearance, Xiao Muchun couldn't help but be annoyed. He directly pulled Xu Fengsheng to his side, took out a bowl full of wine and handed it to him. "Brother Xu, why did you become such a little lady? Come and drink this bowl of wine. Brother, I will go down the mountain with the prince tomorrow, and the matter in the stockade will be left to you. Just use the previous method to pick some flexible and hard-working boy to practice hard. As for other people, you can't relax and practice more. Maybe one day you can go to the battle with the prince to kill the enemy.

Hearing this, Xu Fengsheng's eyes showed a trace of surprise. The mountain bandits were thieves. Although they usually only robbed money and did not take their lives, they were still far from the soldiers who ate the court's pay.

What's more, the person who follows him is still the famous General Yang. How can this not make him overjoyed?

With great joy, Xu Fengsheng giggled, picked up the wine bowl and drank it all. The cuffs randomly wiped the wine stains on his mouth, as if to ask Xiao Muchun in a low voice, "Brother Xiao, is this true?"

"Haha, Brother Xu, how can the eldest brother lie to you? Not only Niu Qishan will be handed over to you, but after a few days, my brother Ba Jiaoshan will also be handed over to you. At that time, Brother Xu, you are welcome. Let them eat more of the suffering. You must practice the prestige of my Bajiao Mountain.

Hearing what Meng Liang said, there was a trace of doubt on Xu Fengsheng's face. Niupi Mountain and Ba Jiaoshan had been friends for many years. Even if they shook hands, they were far from handing over people and horses to him.

Thinking of this, Xu Fengsheng couldn't help looking up at Xiao Muchun. What happened in just one hour? Such an incredible thing happened.

It's just that Xiao Muchun smiled and didn't say anything, which really made him a little confused.

"Ha ha, Brother Xu, Brother Xiao, they don't fight and don't know each other. Now they are all brothers of the opposite sex, so Niu Yushan and Ba Jiaoshan have become a family."

At this time, Yang Yanzhao opened his mouth, and his voice was still as gentle as that, and his smile was as warm as the warm sun, dispelling the cold wind that poured into the house.

"Because I want to rush back to Bianliang, Brother Xiao has to move forward with me, and the two brothers Jiao Zan and Meng Liang are also going to meet with me. Therefore, these brothers asked Brother Xu to guard the stockade and train more brothers. In the future, they can also gallop on the battlefield and promote the majesty of the Song Dynasty."

A modest but with a trace of majesty, Xu Fengsheng's heart was strange. In addition to the warmth, more blood was boiling. He immediately got up and bent down to Yang Yanzhao and saluted. "General, please don't worry. Even if Xu Fengsheng is smashed, he will take good care of the stockade and practice diligently with his brothers. Just wait for the general to say a word, and then he will go to the battle to kill the enemy.

With Xu Fengsheng's words, the worries were also solved. A few people laughed and drank wine. Xu Fengsheng, who was a little uneasy, gradually let go under the warm greeting of Xiao Muchun and others, and was able to hold the bowl and drink with Yang Yanzhao.

The wine was very good. It was until late at night. Yang Yanzhao couldn't stand the five men's turn to fight. When the wine was finished, he was already eight minutes drunk. Fortunately, the mountain wind outside the house was full of coldness, which made him wake up a little and a little less uncomfortable.

He casually picked up the oil-paper umbrella that had been placed on the edge of the steps and took two steps out. Only then did Yang Yanzhao find that the rain had stopped when it had stopped, and the dark night sky above his head was spotless, like a washed jade plate. The half-curved crescent moon is glowing in a cold light, and a few faint and bright stars are hidden in the clouds around it.

It seems that tomorrow is a good day, just right for the road.

Put away the oil-paper umbrella. Behind him, Xiao Muchun and others were also drunk. Naturally, they would not see his embarrassment. Several men hooked their shoulders and backs, talking nonsense in their mouths, and walked away with the atmosphere of alcohol all over their bodies.

By their side, there are a few people from Bajiao Mountain, and they can't think that something will happen. With a sigh, Yang Yanzhao walked to the previous wooden house with some fluttering footsteps.

When she pushed the door open, she saw that the exhaust wind was sitting at the table with her chin in her hand, looking drowsy. Maybe she was shocked by the sound of opening the door. She suddenly opened her eyes and reached out to the green whip on the side.

The little girl's vigilance shows the fear in her heart. It seems that she and Cui Ping have suffered a lot during the period from the Liao Dynasty.

Thinking about it secretly, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but feel guilty. As he closed the door, the cool breeze rushed into the room and said with a smile, "Didn't I send you to the house to rest before?"

Rubbing his big eyes, the exhaust wind showed a sweet smile, and poured a cup of uncooled tea in the pot. "The prince is eating wine there, and the exhaust wind is a little worried, so he is waiting in this room. In case the prince is drunk, there can be someone around him to serve him."

Sitting at the table, Yang Yanzhao took the cup engraved with blue and white, took a sip of tea, and suddenly felt much more comfortable. He stretched out his hand and touched the small head of the exhaust wind. He smiled and said softly, "Now that I have nothing to do, it's time for you to relax. Go back to the house and sleep tomorrow morning. We have to hurry."

He pouted his mouth, and the exhaust air went straight out. In a short time, he brought a copper basin of hot water, wet the sweat towel with hot water, and handed it to Yang Yanzhao's side.

Seeing the little girl's thoughtfulness, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help smiling and said, "You, what should I say? I can't do these little things by you. When you get married in the future, where can I find such a well-behaved girl?"

wiping his face with a sweat towel, Yang Yanzhao naturally couldn't see the red glow on his cheeks. The little girl lowered her head and timid a little, then whispered goodbye and hurried out.

Yang Yanzhao, who was slightly drunk, did not notice the shy appearance of exhausting the wind. He washed his face randomly with the water in the copper basin and fell on the bed. After the wine came up, it made him dizzy and soon fell asleep.

The next day, when I woke up, it was already bright outside the house, and the blue birds in the mountains were singing. The rain last night made the scenery as bright as a picture. Yang Yanzhao after getting up couldn't help inhaling a few fresh and moistening morning wind, exhaling the turbid air that the wine had not yet dissipated.

The exhaust wind guarding outside heard the movement in the room. After knocking on the door, he entered the room and took away the copper basin and brought some hot water. After Yang Yanzhao washed, the two arrived at the 'Zhongyi Hall'. The smell of wine on Xiao Muchun's body was still strong, his eyes were red, and his face was a little tired, but there was a smile between his eyebrows. , sitting over there and chatting happily.

"The prince."

Yang Yanzhao stepped into the room, and the four of them quickly stopped talking and got up to salute.

"Brothers, you don't need such politeness."

He pulled the exhaust wind and sat down with Xiao Muchun. Yang Yanzhao smiled and joked with everyone. After a burst of laughter, Meng Liang sent someone to breakfast.

The soup made by wild mushrooms on the mountain is light but full of aroma. It is indeed a good thing for people who drink too much.

After eating, Yang Yanzhao looked around at the crowd, and then whispered, "Guys, it's getting late. It's time to leave. There are still a lot of troubles waiting for me to solve in Bianliang City."

Hearing this, Jiao Zan nodded first and said, "What the prince said is right. The princess is looking forward to the prince to return to the capital at this moment. The prince's carriage is still at the foot of the mountain, and he has ordered people to wait there."

Nodding his head, Yang Yanzhao thanked him and said parting words for a long time. Yang Yanzhao pulled the wind and said goodbye to Jiao Zan and Meng Liang with Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping.

After the rain, the mountain road is quiet, the vegetation is green, and the birds are fragrant.

At the foot of the mountain, as Jiao Zan said, his carriage was parked on the roadside, and the dark horse pulling the cart was leisurely eating the fat and tender green grass. The little man guarding the carriage was squatting on the roadside. Seeing Yang Yanzhao and others coming, he immediately greeted him in panic.

After saying a few words, Yang Yanzhao sent the little man away and entered the carriage with exhaust air. Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping sat on the stalk and drove forward.

The long whip was shaken up, crisp and pleasant to the ear. The big black horse hissed, and the horse's hoof crushed all the way and galloped forward.

After more than ten days of galloping, finally, I faintly saw the tall and thick outline of Bianliang City in front of me. Even if it was a thin mountain, there was an endless stream of pedestrians on the roadside.

Xiao Muchun's beard on his face was shaved clean, while on the other side, Cui Ping was covered with thick beard scum, which was completely different from the usual appearance of the two.

This is what Yang Yanzhao ordered.

Although the two of them didn't understand, they still did it.

Now Bianliang City is not far away. After many days of running around, there was finally a moment of gasp. The two looked at each other, and their tired faces were full of a trace of joy.

Just as Xiao Muchun was about to wave his whip to quickly enter the city to find Chai Qingyun and others, Yang Yanzhao's voice came from the car, "Brother Xiao, let's find an inn to stay after entering the city."

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Muchun frowned heavily and whispered a little, "Yes, prince."

The carriage continued to move forward, quickly passed the gate, walked through the bustling crowd, and walked through the noisy streets.

Listening to the lively words in his ear, Yang Yanzhao in the car stretched out his hand and lifted the curtain. Looking at the busy and happy and worried passers-by outside the car, he couldn't help sighing softly, "Bianliang City is still so lively, and the scenery is the same as before..."