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- The road near Nanwang City is bustling with people, and the small vendors are too lazy to compete in the city or pay a deposit, so they simply set up stalls on both sides of the road. The flavors of the north and south of Yan and even the special snacks of Jin and Chugan are here. .
There are also those selling all kinds of utensils and daily necessities, which are spread out in a very lively manner, as if they are attending a temple fair, and the business is not bad.
There are officers, soldiers, prisoners, and other people of all kinds who come and go on this road. After Yan Huangma stepped into the door and transferred the power of Yan State to the south, Yinlang County suddenly accumulated too many foreign populations, and it Naturally, a kind of "deformed" prosperity was born.
? Seems prosperous, but in fact it has the tone of cooking oil with a fire. The more boiled things are, the faster they tend to cool down.
Of course, the people of Yandi didn't feel much about it, they were just living their lives attentively, the war had already begun, and the soldiers and horses of both sides were biting and cutting everywhere on the front line of the Qianguo Fortress, so What is lacking is nothing more than the final word of the Jingnan Army, or the real counterattack of the elite of the three towns of Qianguo.
The pride of the Yan people may have a long history, at least, on the road, Zheng Fan did not see any sense of panic about the war.
Dayan had established the country for hundreds of years, and it was extremely difficult, but it survived. It fought against the barbarians in the desert to the north, and against the three kingdoms in the east.
Let alone other things, at least the confidence of the people has been boosted. Besides, the army of the Qian country is too disappointing. On the line of Yinlang County, many military leaders, including Zheng Fan, are doing their best to go south to do things. But none of the armies of the Qian Kingdom dared to go north.
Because of this, the south side near the front line is full of turmoil, while the north side is "blossoming flowers".
The heads were all placed in boxes, so they couldn't be seen from the outside, and Zheng Fan didn't think about getting a pennant to hang up and driving all the way to Nanwang City to create some bullshit momentum for himself.
Maybe it's because the third prince's fifth limb is too high-end,
After doing that thing, it seems a bit dull for other famous things.
What Xu Wenzu needs to do after taking over these heads, and how the imperial court needs to publicize, is their business. Zheng Fan will cooperate, but what is more important is the real benefits of being able to fall into his own hands with this military merit.
Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun. Zheng Fan has always believed in this truth. Strong soldiers and horses are the first foundation for surviving in troubled times.
The more you understand this world, the more you feel that fighting at this time is not simply a game. There are many soldiers and generals. Even if the opponent is a powerful person, you can drown him with a sea of ??people. You can save your life or Kill the enemy.
Nanwang City is just ahead, but there is a long line at the entrance to the city, and I don't know what happened in front of it, anyway, it has been silted up.
Seeing that the team had stopped moving, Zheng Fan was not in a hurry, turned his head to look at A Ming beside him, and asked:
"Go down and eat something?"
Ah Ming shook his head. He has enough stock now, so he naturally disdains the food of ordinary people.
Seeing that A Ming was not coming, Zheng Fan got off his horse and walked to the stall on the side of the road. Seeing this, Xiao Yibo also got off his horse and came to serve him.
Zheng Fan chose a wonton stand, and the wonton sellers at the stand were a young couple.
Business, in fact, is not very good.
Small wontons are a popular way of eating in Jiangnan of Qianguo. The delicious soup of small wontons is like a mandarin duck playing in water, with a refreshing taste.
But Yan people like the big and thick dumplings, and don't like this kind of delicate food.
One is that Yan State is located in the north, and Yinlang County is already the southern border of Yan State, but the three towns of Qianguo corresponding to Yinlang County are still called bitter cold places by Qianguo people.
Therefore, if you don't expand your borders, the people of Yan will have no chance to truly appreciate the so-called Jiangnan scenery.
Furthermore, according to the tradition of hundreds of years, Yan Ren Erlang either fights with the barbarians in the desert or bites with the state of Jin and Gan. Emotional sentiment of fine taste.
But because of the reasons in his previous life, Zheng Fan really likes the small wonton. Of course, the big wonton is also fine, but it has to be mustard greens.
"Two bowls of small wontons." Xiao Yibo took the initiative to step forward and ordered, and at the same time paid first.
For small businesses, don¡¯t pay attention to paying after eating, otherwise if you lose the bowl and you run away, where will you be caught?
When the copper coins fall into the bowl here, the wontons will be put into the pot over there.
Not long after, two bowls of small wontons were cooked, and the queue waiting to enter the city did not advance at all.
The traffic jam is terrible.; "Another bowl? You can buy two more bowls with the money that the kid next to you just gave me."
"Eating one bowl is enough, it's just a taste, and if you want to eat it, you can't eat it."
The old man and the down-and-out swordsman looked at the wonton stand,
Among the crowd, more than a dozen people suddenly emerged, one of them was dressed in black, and the rest were dressed as ordinary peddlers, and directly surrounded the wonton stall.
In order to prevent crowd riots,
The man in black shouted:
"Dayan's secret spy department is arresting the spies of Qianguo, and those who have nothing to do with it will stay away!"
The couple at the wonton stand were still squatting there, still holding wontons in their hands. Facing the secret spy fans around them, they didn't have the slightest fear, what they had, was just a kind of calmness.
The old man sighed and said:
"Let me just say, today's wontons are very home-like."
The down and out swordsman was silent.
The old man said again:
"Everyone has his own way, and because of his identity, everyone has his own destiny. Tell me, have you ever regretted it since I found you?"
"There is nothing to regret, it is their own fate."
"Yeah, it's their own fate. I don't like the Zhao family."
"I don't like it either."
"But I'm a dry person. It doesn't make sense. They are willing to die for Daqian. The two of us can continue to be ecstatic and chic. There is no such reason, really no such reason."
"It doesn't make sense."
The secret spy division's fan has not stepped forward to arrest the man,
When the two couples looked at each other and smiled, black blood flowed from their eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and their bodies had lost the slightest vitality.
Obviously, they poisoned the wontons they made for themselves.
They may be silver armored guards who have been lurking in the country of Yan for a long time, but recently they may have discovered something wrong with their online and offline channels, which has led them to prepare for their own destiny.
The blood has dripped into the bowl containing the wontons, rippling away, and the clear wonton soup has fainted with blood.
The old man in the distance,
Take a deep breath,
Huh,
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