Five or six miles away from the official camp at the foot of the mountain, on the official road.
A carriage, surrounded by more than a dozen servants, maids, and several horses, was slowly approaching.
The curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted.
A girl with bright eyes and white teeth poked her head out of the car window, holding her cheek in her hand and looking at the scenery on both sides of the official road in boredom.
The girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a pink gauze skirt, with five boxes of beautiful long hair tied up by a hair tie, without any makeup, and a pair of beautiful eyes on her beautiful face.
Suddenly, the girl in pink noticed the military tent and the smoke from the kitchen in the distance.
He hurriedly rolled up the curtains of the carriage, turned around and shouted to the middle-aged scribe who was holding a volume of books and reading in detail: "Dad, look at what that is?"
The middle-aged scribe was about ten years old, with a pale face and a goatee.
The middle-aged scribe was not angry when his reading was interrupted. He shook his head slightly and looked at his daughter fondly.
He closed the book and looked through the car window in the direction his daughter was pointing. Then he smiled and said, "That's a temporary camp set up by the army here. Judging from the big flag, it should be the military flag of Linxiang County." ”
"Oh, daddy, tell me, are these people full of food? Isn't it a waste of money and money for the army to come to this barren mountain?" The girl tilted her little head, with a puzzled look in her eyes. .
"Hahaha, you are wrong! Don't always take what you read in poems and books as reality. The mobilization of thousands of troops would be absolutely impossible without the approval of Kaifeng Mansion. ." The middle-aged scribe looked at his daughter fondly, shook his head slightly and smiled.
"Then daddy, what do you think they are doing here?" the girl asked, blinking curiously with her big bright eyes.
"Haha, earlier, when I took office in Kaifeng Mansion, I heard that there was a mountain under the jurisdiction of Linxiang County called Qingyun Mountain."
"Have you seen the highest mountain there? Because of the terrain, I heard that every rainy day, the dark clouds in the sky seem to pile up on the mountainside from a distance. It can be said to be the only spectacular scene in Kaifeng! It's just that Because the word "Wuyun" sounds unpleasant, it is called Qingyun Mountain, but it is also called Wuyun Mountain."
"Wow! It sounds so beautiful. How great it would be if I could live there every day!" The girl leaned on the car window with one hand and whispered to herself, looking longingly in the direction of Qingyun Mountain.
"Hahaha!" The middle-aged scribe laughed heartily when he heard this, pointed at his daughter and shook his head with a smile: "You, you just read a lot of poetry and books, but Qingyun Mountain has been occupied by a group of strong men in recent years. The mountain is the king, and it specializes in robbing passers-by. Do you still want to live there every day?”
"Ah?" The girl's little face was full of surprise, "So, wouldn't it be dangerous for us to pass by here?"
"Haha, that's not necessarily the case." The middle-aged scribe shook his head slightly, put down the book in his hand, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, then continued: "Not to mention that we have you to protect us along the way, Uncle Fu, he is from the Kunlun Sect. A master in the innate realm.”
"Besides, the camp is set up here. It is estimated that the government troops have begun to wipe out the strongman gang here. The strongman gang is busy with themselves at the moment, so how can they come to rob the road?"
"Oh, aren't the bandits here in danger?" The girl's eyes flashed when she heard this.
The middle-aged scribe looked at his daughter lovingly, and smiled slowly and gently: "You are already the eldest son. This time my father returned to Kaifeng, not only because Duke Fan recommended me to the government to serve as an official again, but also because Find a suitable husband for you, so that my father can also meet your mother in the future!"
"I don't! Daddy, my daughter won't marry! I haven't had enough fun yet!" The girl pouted and said dissatisfiedly. Realizing that there was something wrong with her words, she hurriedly changed her words and said with a sullen smile: "My daughter wants to be with her for the rest of her life. Be by daddy’s side and serve daddy.”
"You!" the middle-aged scribe shook his head and said with a smile, "Silly boy! How can a daughter want to go out and have fun all day long instead of getting married?"
After a pause, he added: "My father heard that the third son of the Zhao family in Zhucheng is a very good person and talented person. He also likes calligraphy and painting like you. Maybe you have a common topic. After Kaifeng, I How about arranging a meeting for you?"
"No, I don't want it, I won't see anyone! I won't marry anyone!" The girl pursed her lips and shook her father's arm, becoming dissatisfied and acting coquettishly.
"Haha! Okay! We Zhao'er won't marry anyone, not anyone!" The middle-aged scribe laughed loudly, and then said with a meaningful smile on his face: "Then how about meeting Mr. Zhao?"
"Huh! I'm ignoring you!" The girl snorted and turned her head to look angry, but her beautiful big eyes were swishing around, wondering what she was planning.
"Dad, I want to go outside and ride a horse. It's too stuffy inside the carriage!" The girl suddenly raised her head and said to the middle-aged scribe.
The middle-aged scribe knew that his daughter could not sit still and slipped out countless times along the way. After thinking for a moment, he nodded in agreement and warned: "But remember, don't stay too far away from the carriage."
"Okay, dad, don't worry, thank you dad." The girl almost jumped three feet high on the carriage with joy.
After the carriage slowly stopped, he excitedly jumped out of the carriage with a quick stride.
The middle-aged scribe shook his head slightly and winked at the old housekeeper who was not far in front of the car. The old housekeeper nodded and then called a maid in green clothes holding a sword from behind the car. The maid was about the same age as the girl.
The motorcade started again. The girl in a blue sky-colored gauze dress was riding a white horse hanging far behind the motorcade. The maid in blue was closely following the girl. If the girl was fast, she would be fast, and if the girl was slow, she would be slow.
The girl rolled her eyes at the maid in green beside her in displeasure, "Xiaoxiang, can you please stop following me? Can't you just let me go around alone?"
"No, Miss, the Rifle Pipe Holder has instructions. If you lose Miss, you will beat me to death when you go back." Xiaoxiang
"Hmph! That's a lie! None of the five or six strong men in the house are your match. If Uncle Laifu wants to beat you, won't you run away?"
Xiaoxiang remained silent and just followed her lady closer.
After trying several times, she found that she couldn't get rid of the maid in blue, so the girl had no choice but to ride on the horse slowly.
Not long after, the convoy turned and passed a mountain col. When the girl saw that she could no longer see the convoy, she rolled her eyes and raised a naughty smile.
He suddenly turned the horse's head, and with a sound of "drive", the horse whipped up, and the horse instantly turned around and ran towards Qingyun Mountain.
"Miss!" The girl in green clothes was shocked and hurriedly turned her horse's head to follow.
……
The entrance to the original cottage of Qingyun Villa.
Zhang Dao lay on a big rock with his head in his hands.
"This place is so dilapidated, so big and strong,"
"I'm here, the owner of the village." Zhang Dazhuang, who was fanning Zhang Dao, hurriedly nodded and bowed.
"Bah! You bitch!"
Behind Zhang Dazhuang, Zhao Erhu cursed in a low voice with disdain.
Just now when the owner of the village was lying on the big rock, that bitch Zhang Dazhuang actually snatched his fan, turned around and ran to flatter the owner. He was so angry that he only regretted that he hadn't thought of this, and that bitch Zhang Dazhuang had grabbed it first. machine.
For a moment, Ren became angrier as he thought about it, and spat at Zhang Dazhuang's back with disdain.
Zhang Dao pointed a finger at the dilapidated gate in his laziness and said, "Come tomorrow, arrange for someone to tidy up this place again."
Zhang Dazhuang and Zhao Erhu were actually somewhat panicked about the officers and soldiers who were reorganizing the army at the foot of the mountain. Although they would never be merciless in killing them, officials and bandits were naturally opposed to each other, and it was human nature for bandits to be afraid of officials.
At this moment, after hearing the words of their village owner Yun Danfengqing, several people felt a lot more at ease. The village owner must have some back-up plan. After all, he can easily take out panaceas that others cannot buy with hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. .
Besides, if the owner of the village was not sure, given his character, he would probably have run away with his wives, so why would he still be here leisurely basking in the sun? I'm still thinking about cleaning up the gate.
"Okay! I wonder what the village leader means..."
"Well," Zhang Dao frowned and thought for a moment, his eyes brightened, and he pointed to the surrounding terrain and said, "Over there, build me a pavilion. I want to come here to enjoy the cloud scenery on Qingyun Mountain when it rains."
"Over there, all the original village gates have been pushed back and rebuilt, and a three-meter-wide city wall has been built for me. The parapet wall has been built wide for me. If I can lie on the line, I will be attacked by the army in the future. At that time, I could lie on the city wall and bask in the sun while inspecting the enemy's situation. "
With a 'plop', Zhang Dazhuang fell to the ground before he could stand upright, looking at his owner with a look of horror on his face.
"What? Is it difficult?" Zhang Dao raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Dazhuang on the ground.
"Uh, no, no." Zhang Dazhuang quickly got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body.
But in his heart, he was thinking about what kind of person the village owner would be when he arrived. He was so scared that his legs were weak when he saw the army coming down the mountain. However, the village owner thought about how he would have to lie on the top of the mountain when the imperial army came again. Bask in the sun.
