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Chapter 110 Before arriving in Yangzhou 1·Haze [Thank you for your support! Goodbye! 】

On the Bianhe River, the water flow is slow during the dry season, but fortunately there is a north wind blowing, so the boat speed is slightly faster than during the wet season.

However, the Bianhe River diverts water from the Zhuolong River, but there are many places where there is siltation. When the weather warms up, the siltation must be cleared to ensure smooth water transportation.

Three huge passenger ships sailed on the river for ten days and covered nearly 800 miles of waterway. Xu Zaijing and others were also a little tired of looking at the scenery.

On the boat where Bai was on today, Bai was playing with her daughter and daughter-in-law, while Qing Zhi stood beside the pot and was busy picking up the thrown chips. She lost so much that she had to dot her cheeks with gouache. The whole cabin was laughing for a while. The sound is endless.

Xu Zaijing, Gu Tingye and his servants came to the last ship, mostly to see how their horses were doing.

Zhu Qinghu frowned slightly as he watched his cousin wrestling with the soldiers of the Yongyi Hou Mansion. Although the soldiers were tall and strong, they wanted to test Xu Zaijing's strength first.

As a result, after contact and feeling Xu Zaijing's power, the soldier reflexively used all his strength, but he was shocked, and the absolute power suppression made him feel a little scared.

He had never been so frightened when he faced the Northern Zhou Dynasty's Sentinel Cavalry in the north, and Xu Zaijing felt the momentary distraction immediately.

Then Yuhou, the number one wrestling soldier in the Ningyuan Houfu, was pushed to the ground. Qingyun was not surprised, but Gu Tingye jumped up and said: "Gao Yuhou, did this young master not lie? Did he have the strength?" It’s astonishingly big! You still say you’re not good at learning?”

Marquis Gao Yu stood up and lowered his head to Xu Zaijing and said, "Please forgive me, Sir. I can't control these actions."

Xu Zaijing said: "Marquis Gao Yu is polite. It's okay. I didn't suppress my momentum and hooked you out."

Except for Zhu Qinghu, who had a hint of approval on his face, the rest of the people in the field looked puzzled. They didn't see anything.

Gu Tingye asked: "Gao Yuhou, what's wrong? Why should I forgive myself if I lose? Brother Jing is not that kind of person."

"Erlang, I just couldn't control it and used all my strength. I might have hurt Master Xu if I wasn't careful."

"Did you use all your strength?" Gu Tingye asked.

Gao Yuhou lowered his head.

"Brother Jing, how about a fight between Brother Zhu and my Marquis Gao Yu?" Gu Tingye asked.

"One of them is a scout of the Western Army, and the other is a sentinel of the Northern Army. The fight will be very exciting."

Gao Yuhou glanced at Zhu Qinghu and said: "Erlang, let's forget it. The actions taken by the captain and I are not serious, we can both smell the real thing on each other."

Zhu Qinghu nodded, his frown relaxed slightly, and he looked at Gao Yuhou with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Xu Zaijing nodded. This thing was very mysterious, just like during the Lantern Festival before, he could sense other people's malice.

The moment he wrestled with Gao Yuhou, he also felt the rushing momentum.

Qingyun and Zhique, who were watching the battle, were very interested, "Sir, let's compete with Brother Qingyun!"

The competition between masters was too boring, but Qingyun still crushed Zhique, but it was much more exciting than the one with Gao Yuhou.

Gu Tingye has been cheering for Zhique, but unfortunately, the two are sparring with different opponents. Qingyun, who has been tortured by Xu Zaijing for several years, cannot be dealt with by just anyone.

Finally, Zhique screamed in panic and was pushed to the ground by Qingyun.

Qingcao watched many strong men wrestling and beating in the cabin, with smiles in his eyes. The old soldier with a scar on his face even smiled proudly with Qingcao after he fell to an opponent.

Seeing the excitement, Qingcao picked up a piece of pebbles with his hands and put it into the stove next to him.

This stove is shaped like a wine glass, with a big belly that can hold a lot of charcoal fire. Although the walls are covered with earth for insulation, it still has to be heated red.

Qingcao quickly narrowed the damper. The kettle on the stove was a bit big. When the water boiled and Qingcao was about to start, the soldier uncle came over.

"It's not serious, little girl. I'll do it."

"Thank you, uncle."

He filled everyone's gourds, water bags, and silver pots with water from the kettle, and then refilled the water and placed it on the stove.

The soldiers and boys in the cabin no longer played around, but looked at the dark clouds outside the window. Marquis Gao Yu of the Gu family said: "Look at the sky, the north wind is coming."

Zhu Qinghu walked to the bedside, sniffed the air and said, "Not only is the north wind blowing, but it's also snowing."

Gao Yuhou cupped his hands and said, "Brother Tiger is awesome, why don't we let go of our efforts and compare moves?"

Zhu Qinghu frowned and said, "That's exactly what I meant."

Then the two of them put their arms together, and Marquis Gao Yu motioned for Zhu Qinghu to come first, but Zhu Qinghu used no force and used the tongue-grabbing move of a Western Army scout.

Gao Yuhou asked: "What if we kill him?"

Zhu Qinghu changed his approach, and it could be seen that the habit of training was still there. The last move was so steady and hard that it almost made Marquis Gao Yu tremble. He even raised his hands to subconsciously block.

Zhu Qinghu: "Forgive me, forgive me, I'm used to it. Please, Marquis Gao Yu."

Gao Yuhou smiled and waved his hands, indicating that nothing happened, and then practiced with Zhu Qinghu. Zhu Qinghu didn't even move his eyes for the final killing move.

After that, the two masters discussed the advantages and disadvantages of the two armies' moves. Finally, Gao Yuhou said with a smile:

"The Baigao Kingdom in the northwest is indeed tougher and darker. But before in the north, our Sentinel Cavalry once encountered two or three tribal soldiers who were dressed differently from the Liao Kingdom. Their behavior was quite similar to that of Brother Hu, and their attacks were quite different. Dark and hard.”

"Then you can scratch your tongue and find out where it is?"

"One is a grassland tribe further north in the Northern Liao Dynasty, and their archery skills are very good. The other is a fishermen and hunters from the deep mountains and forests in the east, who were forcibly recruited by the Northern Liao Dynasty to the border between the two countries."

Xu Zaijing came over and said: "We are fighting for our lives against wild beasts and God. If we don't fight hard, we won't survive. Cousin, what's wrong? I see you've been frowning recently. Do you miss your sister-in-law???"

Hearing this, the men in the cabin laughed.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Qinghu shook his head and said: "Go, go, let's go! I just don't feel good. I haven't felt this way for a long time since I returned to Bianjing."

After leaving Bianjing, looking at the desolate and dry forests in the winter, I felt vigilant about the life and death of the celebrating tiger.

In the cabin, everyone stopped laughing.

Gao Yuhou glanced at Xu Zaijing and asked Zhu Qinghu softly: "How does it feel during war?"

"No, it feels like being stared at." As he said this, Zhu Qinghu looked out the window. The sky was filled with dark clouds, and the distance was so gray that it was hard to see clearly.

In the distance, in the woods by the river,

There were dead branches and leaves under the tree. When the wind blew, the dead leaves rolled and rustled.

Two draft horses were tied in a depression not far away.

Two men wearing fur hats showed their heads under the slope of the river bank created by the dredging of silt.

"This is not a fat sheep. This is a golden-bodied, golden-haired, golden-horned sheep!" said one of the men with a fat face and two thin mustaches.

"Brother, there is a noble flag hanging on it. Let's take action, just in case." This one also has a fat face, but has small eyes.

The mustache said: "Have you forgotten the training in the yamen? Do you think the yamen spend money bribing officials to support those bandits because they have nothing to do?"

"But, there are soldiers from the Hou Mansion on the boat, it's a pain in the neck." Xiaoyan'er's eyes were a little worried.

"The greater the risk, the more expensive the sheep!" the mustache said fiercely.

He continued: "What's more, there are a bunch of ruthless people from the south. They look at people for their vitals. They don't treat people as human beings. They are more like bandits than the bandits we caught before."

Just as Xiao Yaner was about to speak, a gust of wind blew past him and left dust in his mouth.

"Tee Tee! Brother, let's stay back when we attack, so as not to be killed by the soldiers of the Marquis Mansion."

Seeing that everyone said that the pace is slow, the author marked whether he has been to Yangzhou or not, so you can selectively read it.

Three more chapters to go

I'll check the status tomorrow. It took two hours to change.