Ding Zhou Ji

On a moonlit night, a small mountain village.Under the big tree, next to the stone bridge.There are insects but no birds, and there are brooks but no noise.

However, the silence and tranquility of this paradise-like place was completely broken by a burst of lights and sounds from far and near.

The "culprit" is none other than these two drunken men who are completely soaked from head to toe and are lying on the gravel bank with their arms and legs spread out - Qin Qi, who is unconscious and only cares about sleeping , and Yin Fuque who sat beside him panting heavily.

Xiao Yimo ran over with a lantern in his hand, seeing the two people in such a mess, he couldn't help being angry and laughing:

"You...you are... oh...why did you not even say a word when you left? As a result, almost everyone in the village was looking for you everywhere...you said why did you come here in the middle of the night? What happened? How did you get all this water? Could it be that he fell into the river? What happened to Old General Qin? Are you all right?..."

Yin Fuque held his head with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to signal Xiao Yimo to stop.Then moaned feebly:

"Didn't I tell you, don't keep shooting endlessly like a crossbow... My head is already dizzy enough, but now it's buzzing even more after being crackled by you. .Hey, by the way, what did you ask just now? Look, look, I really don't remember anything from your questions, right?..."

Xiao Yimo was choked up by his uprightness, so he could only stamp his feet dumbfoundingly: "...you...how come you have become reasonable..."

At this time, the dozen or so villagers following her also ran over one after another.

Yin Fuque scratched his head embarrassingly, stood up unsteadily, bowed to the group of people, and said apologetically:

"Because of the drunken gaffe of the two of us, I disturbed all the folks and couldn't live in peace in the middle of the night. I'm really sorry! I'm really sorry, I'm sorry!"

A man in a short shirt waved his hands repeatedly and said: "They are all my brothers. What else is there to be sorry for? As long as you see that you are all right. Uncle Meng, the old couple, and us big guys can rest assured. "

Another black-faced young man asked curiously: "Let me tell you. You two are dripping with water. What's going on?"

Yin Fuque rubbed his nose.Spread your hands.He smiled wryly, seemingly helplessly: "My old brother had a good drink at that time. He insisted that he would come here to sing to the moon with me. Talk about wine. Who would have thought. He stumbled and just touched the bridge. His brother actually He didn't even say hello. He pulled me and fell down. Fortunately, the stream is not deep. Otherwise, I might not be able to drag him to the shore, which weighs more than 100 catties. Woolen cloth……"

He sighed three times and just finished speaking.Everyone burst into laughter.

this moment.The rest of the people had already carried Qin Qi, who was still sleeping soundly on his back on the ground, to their backs.The man said to Yin Fuque: "Can you go by yourself? Or should we carry you back?"

"No, no, no. I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with it!" Yin Fuque waved his hands and shook his head hastily.He laughed again and said, "It's just that I need to trouble you to send my old brother back to Uncle Meng's house. Also, please help me to tell that old man again. I'll let the smell of alcohol out by the river first. Come back later."

After the man agreed, he took care of Qin Qi and left with the others.And Yin Fuque sat back on the gravel by the river again.

At this time Xiao Yimo walked to his side and knelt down, raised the lantern in his hand and looked at him carefully: "Are you really okay?"

"Oh! I'm going to say that sentence again...why do you always hope that I have something to do?"

Yin Fuque straightened his legs and propped up his upper body with his elbows. Xiao Yimo felt a little annoyed by his tilted head and grinning.

"Since it's all right, why are you staying here? Why don't you go back and change your wet clothes quickly, so as not to look sick again tomorrow when you go on the road!"

"You don't need to change it, it will dry in a while anyway, and it's very comfortable to wear in such a cool way. Also, don't always make me look like a sick child, it will affect your reputation." Yin Yin While talking, Fu Que adjusted his posture to make himself as comfortable as possible when he was all wet.

"...Huh?! My reputation? You... what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Huh? Why are you talking nonsense? Didn't you say last time that I'm Miss Xiao's personal bodyguard. Then if others think that you specially hired a sick person to be your bodyguard, they will laugh at you as a big Fool? Doesn't it affect your reputation?"

Xiao Yimo looked at Yin Fuque's smirk with raised eyebrows and crooked lips, and finally realized that he dared to play tricks on him again.However, it happened that she couldn't vent her anger and shame, so she had no choice but to admit that she was unlucky.

After taking a deep breath to calm down, he sat down next to him, and began to talk about him from left to right: "Old General Qin looks really drunk, he is so old, there will be no problem, right?"

"Don't worry, it won't happen. I think that when he and my master fought together in the north and south, he drank non-stop for three days and three nights. But as soon as the drums sounded, he immediately got on his horse and killed the enemy. He threw away his helmet and armor and fled!"

"Your master? Isn't he the old pavilion master of Tenglian Pavilion? How come he has also fought in the battlefield?"

Yin Fuque thumped his forehead with his fist: "Oh! I forgot to tell you, in fact, my master is Wei Huo, the great Sima who used to lead the three armies of our Dingzhou Kingdom. So Old General Qin is his old man. Subordinate."

Xiao Yimo suddenly realized: "Oh... so your master is so powerful! Then his former department must also be in touch with you to help you, right?"

"Yo ho! You really do have a bit of aura in this regard!"

"You just know? And I can see that you have reservations about what old General Qin said today about dealing with traitors, right?"

Her words were indeed beyond Yin Fuque's expectation, and he was a little surprised: "Oh? Why do you say that?"

"Because of the aura!" Xiao Yimo smiled narrowly, and then said: "Anyway, anything related to Gong Weiyi is definitely not that simple, right?"

Yin Fuque stared at the white moonlight shining in through the gaps in the dense branches and leaves above his head, and he didn't know whether he agreed or murmured to himself: "Yes, everything... will not be so simple. ..."