I don't want to be king

Zhurou Rong smiled and said, "Hey, it's a pity that there was no fight, otherwise there would be a good show."

"You are inquiring, do you know why the two of them are so hostile?"

Sun Chongde felt that if he did not solve this mystery, he would suffer from insomnia at night.

Pork Rong put on a face and said, "This is a family matter, it's not good for me to gossip."

"Brother, it's time for dinner. Let's go for a drink. We haven't had a drink together for a long time."

Sun Chongde couldn't help but dragged Pork Rong to the nearby restaurant.

I asked for a private room, waited for the food and wine to be served, and poured the wine for Pork Rong himself.

"Oh, brother, there are so many people, but you have not changed. You are now the head of the Beijing camp. You are such a high-ranking official, and you are still as kind as before,"

Zhu Rourong was actually a little flattered, "You really flatter your brother."

"Hey, brother, you don't know, what kind of official is this instructor, he is just a martial artist who specializes in teaching people to practice martial arts,"

Sun Chongde said helplessly, "It's useless, after leaving the school grounds, no one knows who you are.

Come, drink, I will respect my brother. "

The two raised their glasses at the same time, and both drank it down in one gulp.

"You can't say that,"

Pork Rong slammed his lips and said with a smile, "This coach is not something that ordinary people can do. Since you have caught the eyes of Mr. He, you will become an official sooner or later. You are so young, so don't worry about it."

"I hope so,"

While pouring wine for him, Sun Chongde said curiously, "Brother, you haven't said anything about He Hong and Wei Yishan yet. Don't worry, I will never disclose it to outsiders."

"Well, a lot of people know about it."

Zhu Zhurong said with a smile, "I think Wei Yishan had a very good relationship with this He Hong back then, but Wei Yishan treats him as a brother, but he wants to be Wei Yishan's father."

"Ok?"

What does it mean to want to be Wei Yishan's father?

Sun Chongde always felt that the amount of information in these words was a bit large!

I can't digest it for a while.

"It's not like you haven't seen Mrs. Wei Yishan before."

Pork Rong hiccupped and said, "The butcher told me that she was the most beautiful woman in Baiyun City back then, and those who wanted to marry her could line up from West Street to Baiyun Temple. Even though she is an old lady, she still looks charming. It still exists."

While talking, he actually licked his mouth with his tongue, and the saliva even came down directly.

"This……"

Sun Chongde admitted that Wei Yishan's old lady is very beautiful and has a lot of taste, and he can feel his heart beat just by looking at it.

However, He Hong wouldn't do it!

How could it be possible to let the eldest girl not marry and find a widow, and she would not believe her when she said it!

"It's true, I didn't fool you, maybe people like it like this,"

Zhu Zhurong said with a strong oath, "It is said that the two met each other very early, and Wei Yishan blocked him on the spot. He Hong ran fast, so there was no fight, but so far, Wei Yishan and him It’s the same as water and fire, I wish I could kill it and hurry up.”

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it,"

Sun Chongde thought of many possibilities, but he never thought that this would be the case, "Then the two will stop contacting?"

"Then who knows,"

After Zhu Rourong drank the wine in the glass again, he continued, "Maybe it might be broken, think about it, although He Hong used to have a lot of monthly money, he was always an ordinary guard, and his eyes were not opened.

It's different now, the commander of the guards is rich and powerful, as long as he asks, which rich family will not rush to send the girl over?

What kind of girl do you want?

I reckon, I'm afraid I don't like this old lady Wei Yishan now. "

"That's true."

Sun Chongde thinks so.

"Brother, you are not young at this age, are you?"

Rourourong said curiously, "When I was your age, the child was already six years old, you have to hurry up too.

If you really don't like it, just find a concubine, and later find a lady from a rich family. "

"Thank you brother for your concern, my little brother is not rich in pockets right now,"

Sun Chongde rubbed his fingers and said helplessly, "It won't be too late to marry a wife and have children when I get rich someday."

"That's true."

The two chatted and drank a jar of wine.

When the sun went down, the two came out of the restaurant with their shoulders crossed.

Chapter 371 Investigate

There is no meal in front of us, but because there are more merchants, civilian husbands, and officers and soldiers traveling from south to north recently, and they are tired from traveling all the way, the first thing after arriving in Ankang City is to find a place to eat.

Therefore, there are still a lot of people coming in and out of restaurants.

After drinking too much, he felt drowsy, and Sun Chongde's eyelids were fighting up and down uncontrollably, but he still couldn't help but look at the people coming in and out to see if he knew them.

Not far away, a coachman with a carriage caught his attention.

The coachman was wearing a shabby gray blouse, his face was gray, the wrinkles on his forehead were zigzag, but his eyes were bright and energetic.

No matter how he looks at it, it feels weird.

"No, no,"

He kept shaking his head and said, "Mother, what's wrong?"

"what happened?"

Zhurou Rong belched, "What's so interesting about a driver pulling a cart?"

"He didn't swing the whip properly, and he used too much force. If he beat it like this, the animals would be easily frightened,"

Sun Chongde frowned and said, "The yelling is not full of breath, it doesn't look like a coachman."

"Why are you so clear?"

Pork Rong asked curiously.

"Because I used to be the coachman with the prince, and my father is also a coachman. I drove animals when I was five years old,"

Sun Chongde looked coldly at the human being in the distance, "Although I am young, I have been driving for more than 20 years. Not only I know all the drivers in Ankang City, but I also basically know them."

"Maybe he's new to the industry?"

Pork Rong said carelessly, "Look at that horse, it's skinny, like a dwarf mule, it can't pull goods at all, and it doesn't understand anything at first glance."

"Wrong, it's a Xihuang horse. It doesn't have any stray hairs on its body. In Ankang City, such a horse can at least have this number."

Sun Chongde yawned and raised a finger.

"Twelve?"

Seeing him shaking his head, Rourong continued to guess, "100 taels?

crazy?

Such a poor horse. "

"Do not,"

Sun Chongde continued to shake his head and said, "It's 1000 taels."

"1000 taels..."

Zhu Rourong almost shouted, seeing Sun Chengde's gesture of silence, he lowered his voice and said, "This is a bloody robbery."

Sun Chongde continued, "And this is a gelding."

"Isn't that normal?"

Pork Rong said curiously, "The common people are still pigs..."

As he spoke, he couldn't continue, as if he had realized something.

Ordinary people know how to gel pigs, but they will never gel cows and horses easily!

Especially expensive horses!

Keep breeding!

Even in the Sanhe Army, they are reluctant to part with gelding horses, one person and two riders, so there must be a horse son among so many army horses, right?

A place like Sanhe is extremely expensive to spend money on, not to mention sometimes, there may not be a place to buy it.

In order to train the son of the horse, the Sanhe cavalry relied on their high skills to suppress the male horse.

He and the prince himself have said that even if you are not a big dog, you are reluctant to gelding.

Only rich people, Tuma docile, will gelding easily.

The old man in front of him is not a rich man at first glance!

"Such a broken frame, with such a good horse,"

Sun Chongde snorted coldly, "Don't you find it weird?"

"It's kind of weird,"

Zhu Zhurong couldn't help but nodded when he heard his analysis, "Unless it's driving a car for a rich family, but damn, which rich family uses this kind of broken frame?"

"The most important thing is that he knows martial arts,"

Sun Chongde held his eyelids and said, "This is not Sanhe, in Ankang City, anyone who has a little kung fu will not do such a cheap job as driving a car.

I will meet him in the past, you are by the side, if the momentum is not right, then..."

Just as he was about to say that the momentum was wrong, he blew the whistle, and saw two idiots, Yu Shi and Cui Gengsheng, squatting on a roadside stall drinking. Before he could take two sips, he rushed over and poured it directly into his mouth.

Sun Chongde looked funny, with these two idiots around, there is no need to greet others, unless the old man is a great master, otherwise there is no need to think about running away.

Zhu Rourong also saw the two, and walked towards them staggeringly with his hands behind his back.

The old man looked at Sun Chongde who was approaching slowly, and said with a smile, "Little brother, do you want to use a car?"

Sun Chongde looked at the old man again, and then said, "The boy wants to transport a batch of medicinal materials to Saibei. This is a long journey, and an experienced driver is needed. I wonder how many years the old man has been driving?"

"The old man drove a car all his life,"

After the old man finished talking proudly, he changed the topic, "It's just that the old man is getting old, and such a long journey is too much to bear. Brother, let's find another place."

"Oh, so..."

Sun Chongde looked at the old man's tiger's mouth, and suddenly grabbed the old man's wrist.

The old man instinctively wanted to hide, but in an instant, the hand that had been avoiding it returned to its original position, and Sun Chengde pinched his wrist.

Sun Chongde smiled and said, "Your hand is clearly holding a knife, how can it be like holding a whip?"

"Little brother, are you drinking too much?

Are you kidding me?"

The old man said calmly, "Where does your family live, the old man will do me a favor and send you home."

Sun Chongde spread his left palm in front of the old man, and said with a smile, "This is the hand holding the rein. I bet you don't have it."

"Little brother, are you trying to embarrass the old man?"

The old man's tone gradually became more sinister.

"What if I say yes?"

Sun Chongde held his right hand on the wrist, but did not let go.

"Then don't blame me..."

Before the old man finished speaking, his expression twisted suddenly, and then he trembled all over, "What kind of weird kung fu are you doing, what did you do to me!"