Sha Po Lang

In the middle of the underworld, perhaps an unknown god reminded Commander Gu far from the sky that his son was about to be abducted by a bald donkey. In short, a month after the opening of the Xuan Iron Camp, Gu Zheng remembered to write a fold to the Emperor, while bringing a family letter to Changg.

He wrote several pages of familiar handwriting on many occasions. First, he admitted his mistakes in earnest, then explained his reasons for not saying goodbye in a rational and affectionate manner. Finally, he expressed his thoughts in good faith and promised that if Northwest China was safe, he would definitely return to Hou Fu for the New Year before the end of the year.

After looking at it from the beginning, it rested gently on the side, because thinking about it with your toes and knowing that it was definitely not in the hands of peace.

Meat words such as "Don't worry about my heart, don't worry about my clothes" can't even sprout from the dirt in Gu Zheng's brain. The novelty between the lines is Shen Yi's proxy.

Bastard godfather wrote it himself at best.

However, it was sad to discover that he thought so clearly that when he remembered whether the words really came out of Gu Zheng's pen, he could not help but pick out every word and put it in his eyes.

Unfortunately, Gu Qiu ate his words.

Gu Zheng was ashamed of himself. This time, he let Shen Yi, who had promised to represent him, go away. He personally manipulated the knife and wrote a long letter to Chang G. After reading it, I laughed, although I felt that this letter was quite sincere - Gu Zheng really didn't have the talent to fool people, he was completely sincerely fuelling the fire.

Commander Gu first said a bunch of trivial things that he thought were interesting without donkeys. Next, he said a thousand words. Until the end, he used the words "military busy” to sum up why he could not return to the capital.

Changg doesn't care how the scorpion in the desert is roasted, but he searches back and forth several times and never finds the one thing he cares about the most - Gu Xiao won't be back this year, when will he be back?

But after “military busy” there was nothing and a long gift slip attached.

Gu Zheng may have felt that the apology of the words was not enough, so he expressed it in action - he returned all the good things he had gained from the year to Hou Fu, stuffed them in his head with long grams, jeweled, chicken dog pieces, different feet.

On that day, the 15-year-old Yangtze locked himself up in his room, along with a Lulan knife given to him by Gu Xiao, suffered a seizure of the urchin bone, and made a decision - he didn't want to stay in Hou Fu like a loser, he didn't want to follow the old man and the wary master to learn some articles and martial arts on paper, he wanted to go out and see the outside world.

At the beginning of the year, Chang Gu followed his foot in the palace to worship the Emperor, as usual.

Then he stayed in Hou Fu until New Year's Eve 16, let the kitchen cook a bowl of longevity noodles, took it back to the house and ate it himself, then calmly announced a decision to blow Hou Fu up and down again.

"'I'm going to stay at the Protector's Temple for a while,' said Chang Guo. ”

After that, he looked at the old butler's miserable green and green color and added: “Uncle Wang, don't worry, I'm not going home, I just want to follow Master Lan for a while and pray for the godfather. ”

Old butler: “…”

What else can he say? I had to prepare the incense money, withstand the chest pain, and send three people to the guardian temple: Changg, Ge Fat Xiao and Cao Zi.

This year, the old butler of Hou Fu felt that the door guard of his own strict martial arts was cursed by some brutal witch. He entered this door, regardless of whether he was born in his own home or recognized from outside, a child more difficult to deal with. The old butler still remembers the look of Gu Qiu as a child. He seems to be a wounded little wolf, indiscriminately hating all those around him.

The man stumbled and grew up and was able to open the door.

There's another one that's more confusing.

After Gu Zheng left, Changg lived all day running to the Protector's Temple.

Who do you want to play with? Drilling to the temple every day, His Royal Highness Li Zheng really won't leave the house, so the destination will be remarkable once you leave the house.

The old housekeeper is sad and worried about shaving his head every day.

However, he knew that the 15-year-old and the 16-year-old were the least able to listen to the old man's advice, not to mention that he had not raised his head. The old housekeeper dared not interfere with him too much, so he had to go to Cao Lady and Ge Fat Xiao to bang on the side.

After listening, Lady Cao stared down at the powder on her eyelids. "What? Is that bald ass trying to hook up with my big brother? ”

The righteous man such as Phoenix Maorin horn, the handsome said to leave, to date there is not even a human shadow, he only has a long g left. At this age, and without any signs of permanent disability, how difficult it is. There is the danger of turning bald. In a moment, Madam Cao became an ally of the old housekeeper.

The next day, he purposely changed his men's clothes and had to go with Chang Gwen to look at Buddha's Holy Land. Upon his way out, he raised his sleeves against a pair of iron puppets at the door and made a gesture that was necessary.

The iron puppet had no sense of humanity, and he watched his serpentine twists and turns.

However, when she returned from the Protector Temple that evening, the Cao woman never mentioned “let the demon monk appear” again. Since then, she has irrevocably joined the team of daily Buddhist enlightenment - without him, the "demon monk” is too handsome.

Though handsome, he is too aggressive to sit quietly and admire, then the master will be different. Lady Cao thinks he is a walking Yu Luo. If he is loaded into the bonsai, he will be able to flourish for a hundred centuries. If he looks at him more, he can be refreshed for days.

The old butler didn't know what kind of Ecstasy the monk had applied to both of them, so he had to find Fatty Ge's head.

Ge Fat Xiao was obliged to accompany him.

A few days later, Ge Chuxiao fell apart.

Because the monk can not only read the scriptures, he is familiar with the existing multiple purple gold driven lighters and puppets, and Ge Chuxiao even met people in the spiritual prison there.

I dreamed of driving a giant iris and didn't say anything. I fell directly under Monk Lotus.

After this year, the old housekeepers were actually used to running to the monk temple for three days, but they didn't pay much attention to it at first.

Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness did not learn bad learning, and the next day at the Protector's Temple, he followed the example of Guochu, playing with the gold cicada shell removal, and said goodbye.

He first explained to the accompanying guard, he had to follow the master to clean the door for a while, let the idle people wait and not disturb, of course the guard really dare not disturb, just stay outside the door.

That evening, Chang Gu followed Master Lan on a journey to Jiangnan with him.

After a few days, the guards reacted to something wrong and went to find someone else. There was nothing left in the Zen room but a light letter.

The old butler wanted to cry without tears, so he had to send someone to play the Emperor and send a message to Gu.

His Majesty's heart was very broad after hearing it. He didn't care much about this cheap brother either. Second, he believed in Buddhism. By the way, the monk had a kind of blind trust. I heard that Long G followed him on a journey and gave birth to a certain envy - only hated that he was tired of vulgars and could not follow the light of a high monk.

Gu Zheng's side is even longer than the whip. He can't count on it. I hear that there are many generations of sandbangers like cow hair in the West. He doesn't know where to chase the sandbangers all day long. Even if the messenger goes to Xi Liangguan, it is entirely up to his luck to find Gu Shuai himself immediately.

Although he is a high priest, he rarely speaks scripture, never speaks those obscure Buddhist laws and idioms. Most of the time, he talks face-to-face about some folk opinions. As a monk, he seems very unprofessional, and some are even too worldly. He would even say something very contradictory about the current situation, but usually accompanied by a burn.

Half a month later, three teenagers sat at a monk's table in a small teahouse in Gangnam.

Jiangnan Chun cultivation has begun, but looking at it, the field ground does not see a few working people, three or two old farm body capes, nothing to do, looking far away at the working iron puppet.

This iron puppet planted in the apricot firestorm is not human, like a small car, running back and forth on the ground, holding a wooden buffalo head, and appearing in a very nasty state, compared to the brazen anger of the guard and the sword puppet of the Hou Dynasty.

This was the first batch of farming puppets set aside by the court, and was piloted around Nanjing.

When Ge Fat Xiao returned to town, he had an unusual interest in Shen Yi's broken copper and rotten iron. He glanced at it.

Then he knocked on the table and drew the attention of Changg et al. After a year, Changg et al., they could already understand his sign language, and the monks did not have to write word for word.

“Gangnam's farming puppet I have seen in the West, a puppet can easily cook an acre of land, although it still needs to burn a little purple gold, after several improvements, coal has already supported most of the power, so the cost is very low, a puppet is said to save more than a long lamp. ”

Fatty Gwen: “How dare you? Don't you have to get up early to work in the future? ”

The iron puppets tested were allocated to Nanjing by the court, and the gentlemen of the township registered them and took them away, responsible for their subsequent maintenance. Tenants are willing to grow their own land and give up their leased land to the puppets if they do not want to, and add up the lease to compensate the farming puppets for the burning of coal and trace amounts of purple gold in the next year's harvest.

Few people do it in the first year, after all, they have to increase the rent by 10%, but the second year has been promoted —— people can see that this stuff is really better than people, rent more, keep more food in hand than before, don't have to get up early for greedy work, who won't agree to this good thing?

This is when Gangnam's fields are invisible.

Smiling without saying a word.

Changg suddenly said, "I don't think it's a good thing - if the Iron Puppet is a complete substitute, what do people do? The land rented by the tenants is also owned by the village gentleman. How many years can he support these idle men? ”

Ge Fatty was obsessed with all kinds of lighters and had dreams every day and night. “They can stay and be long-arms masters! ”

Lady Cao: “I know that when a geese returns to the city all the guarded steel armor, only two long arm divisions will be enough. At that time, they were just occasionally too busy to find Shen Xian... General Shen, not so many long arm divisions will be needed. ”

Ge Fat Xiao: “They can find other things to do, such as...”

For example, he couldn't say for a moment that the butcher's life was good after all. In Ge Fatty's eyes, besides the fields, there are so many things left to do in the world.

Lady Cao painstakingly pulled her eyes off her face and asked: "If no one can find something to do, or most people can't find something to do, will they rebel? ”

Then I looked down at him and Cao's face boiled.

"Not for years," he exclaimed. ”

The three teenagers were silent for a moment and asked: "Is it because of my godfather? ”

Then he looked at him with a smile.

“I remember on New Year's Eve the previous year, the tiger brought by the foreigners ran away, the people in the street were in a mess, it was only when I saw my father-in-law that I calmed down.” Long and hectic, "he said," I heard later that the people near the Iridium building were mountains and seas. If my father-in-law hadn't stabilized the flow, he could have stepped on a lot of people. ”

"I took His Highness out on my own," he exclaimed. “It would be a terrible crime to have peace and stability. In the future, the eastern window will happen, and His Highness will save the monk's life under the knife of His Highness. ”

Chubby and Lady Cao both laughed, thinking that monks were joking - after all, Gu Xiao was never as happy as Yan in their impression.

Then he smiled bitterly and skipped the topic. Then he compares: “To date, there are legends in the folk that the old master used Xuan Iron to subdue the North Wolf with 30 men. They all say that Xuan Iron Camp is a god warrior. He can enter the heavens and the earth, and the knife gun cannot enter. There is Xuan Iron Camp, which is a big beam town. Although there are riots in the folk offenders, it is always difficult to scale. ”

Long G sat up straight: "But I heard that if you want to demolish the house, the first thing you have to do is smash the beam. ”

Then he looked at the juvenile in front of him. If Gu Xiao returned, he probably would not have known Long Heg. In just one year, he was a few inches tall, and the children who had originally flowed between his eyebrows were in a state of turmoil.

On New Year's Eve, a teenager with numb scalp went to the door, and now sits in a tea ceremony in Jiangnan, talking to a monk about his livelihood.

Then: “Your Highness does not have to worry, these things are well known to His Highness. ”

Chang Gu remembered the “inescapable world” in Gu's room, slightly stunned, his heart suddenly burst like a showdown embankment, he sat quietly for a moment, let that thought rush for a moment, he smiled bitterly, took up the tea root in the table case, a clear mouth.

And Gu Zheng, who was hung in his heart, was still in the desert in the western region, and had confronted the largest group of sandbangers in the area for more than a month.

At this time, Xi Liangguan was no longer depressed. Since Daliang and the Pope signed the Xi Liangguan Treaty, the entire Xilianguan Line has become a feng shui treasure ground for wealth gathering. Merchants and tourists quickly gathered together. The population of several towns skyrocketed. Westerners, Chinese Plains and people from small countries in the western frontier mixed up. Almost want you to have me and me to get up.

The landscape at the entrance to Gusteau Road became a place of commerce, rapidly changing from a small, untold country to a place of liquidity.

The Lu Lan people were enthusiastic and happy, they lived happily, they didn't love to look for things. There was nothing wrong with the rebellion in the West. The relationship with Daliang has always been very friendly. The Emperor deliberately placed the Gushi Road entrance here.

“Handsome, has Little Jia taken down the burglar's nest? ”

Gu Jiao: “What are you waiting for? Arrest the bandit, let's go upstairs for dinner with Prince Lan tonight! ”

He pressed his eyelid gently.

Shen Yi: “Are your eyes again...”

“No,” Gu muttered, "his eyelids kept dancing, maybe...”

His voice went down, and a personal guard suddenly came up and took a letter from his arms: "Handsome! ”

Gu: “Well, where did you get it? ”

Personal Defense: “A letter from Hou Fu's family arrived in Xi Liangguan, the family could not find you, and the Toluran sent it. ”

Probably a long reply.

Gu Xiao thought about it and opened it up with great anticipation.

Then Shen Yi saw Gu's face change.

Shen Yi: “What's wrong? ”

“Then this bald ass better not fall into my hands.” Gu Qianyin said, turning a few laps without a fly in his handsome account behind his back, kicking over a small table case, "Bring me some eagles, Ji Ping, you can do this for me for a while. ”