Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

The snow melts, the dead trees are in spring, and the earth is rejuvenated, and the grass bandits and bandits are also rejuvenated with the earth.

Chen Bosong was chewing grass roots, wearing coarse clothes, showing muscular arms, a straw hat on his head, and a beard. No matter how he looked, he looked like a thief. Only when he looked up for a moment, could people see his eyes full of brilliance.

"General." The soldier sat down on the stone next to Chen Bosong, holding the fried soybeans with salt in his hands. This thing is not easy to break, and it can be eaten after a while, but the cheeks hurt after chewing. The soldier bared his teeth at Chen Bosong, "I went back last time, and I had a matchmaker to protect me. Next time, I can get married. You have to come over for a wedding wine."

Chen Bosong let out a "hmm" and didn't respond, obviously thinking about other things.

As soon as the guard rolled his eyes, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Chen Bosong's crotch. If Chen Bosong hadn't dodged quickly, he might have grabbed the egg to catch the bird.

The soldier's voice was ambiguous and very obscene: "You don't leave this treasure, so you save it for laying eggs?"

Chen Bosong just kicked his leg, and the soldier was kicked on the ground. Chen Bosong really wanted to rub the bird, but he always felt a little awkward, but he thought of his current status, and he was no longer the cowherd boy in the past, so he withdrew his hand Go, said to the soldiers: "Next time you talk nonsense, I will throw you into Zhao Er's tent."

Zhao Er is a famous broken-sleeved man. At first, no one in the barracks knew about it. As a result, once a group of soldiers went to take a bath in the river, Zhao Er would dive underwater and look at other people's buttocks. touch.

It's fine to touch it, if you touch it openly, others may think it's a joke.

He sneaked under the water, touched his butt and wanted to touch the bird in front of him, but was caught and beaten.

A soldier asked him: "What's so good about this man? Isn't it the same for you to take off your clothes and touch yourself?"

Zhao Er sighed: "You don't understand me, I look at you just like you look at girls, if you look at a group of girls with bare buttocks, can you bear it?"

This can make the soldier's nausea bad.

He ran against him openly and secretly, peed on Zhao Er's bedding during the day, and at night Zhao Er could only fall asleep smelling the smell of urine.

Whoever Zhao Er looked at more often would stay away from him.

The soldiers in the barracks all said, "I understand how the big girl feels."

"It can be seen how disgusting Deng Tuzi is."

No one is willing to share a bed with Zhao Er anymore, they would rather be crowded with others than sleep with Zhao Er.

The soldier's face changed: "I'm not interested in men's things. If anyone touches mine, I can kill him!"

Chen Bosong looked at him with a half-smile, and kicked his ass: "No one cares about your ass, you don't have much meat."

The soldier was not happy: "What's wrong with my butt? I didn't say that, some girls' butts are not as good as mine."

The person next to him heard this, and said with a high smile, "Then you come here, let the brothers have a good time!"

"You will not know the day and the night!"

"Hahahaha, tomorrow I won't be able to get out of bed!"

Soldier: "Damn! This is my golden ass, only for women to touch!"

The soldiers were talking nasty words, but Chen Bosong narrowed his eyes.

"Go back and pick up the sword, someone is coming." Chen Bosong gave an order, and the soldiers who were not serious just now had solemn expressions, and rushed back to the camp to get their long swords.

They were at the foot of the mountain, besieging the bandits on the mountain. The bandits fought with them a few times and suffered heavy casualties, so they dared not go down the mountain and could only sit and eat.

Chen Bosong didn't ask anyone to go up the mountain either.

The terrain on this mountain is intricate and complicated. When they go up the mountain, they are the fish on the chopping board of the bandits.

After more than a month of siege, the exiles ran out of food. They had to fight to the death or surrender with white banners. Chen Bosong's men guarded the main way down the mountain, and they saw the white banners from a distance, which meant they had surrendered.

Not only surrendered, they also hung the leader's head on the streamer.

The soldier beside him smiled: "This is the habit of knowing our general."

After Chen Bosong took down the gangsters, he would disrupt the people who took them in, but none of the bandits could escape death.

This time, in order to save their lives, the bandits killed the boss themselves and surrendered with their heads.

Chen Bosong said in a deep voice, "Don't relax."

It's not that they haven't encountered bandits rushing over under the banner of surrender.

Surrender was just their way of letting the soldiers down their guard.

The soldier clenched his long knife tightly: "Yes!"

But these gangsters didn't have such a brain, they came to surrender seriously.

At this age, being a bandit is just to fill your stomach. Only the leader of the bandit has ambitions. The young people below can't eat a few meals, and they can't enjoy any benefits. For them, where is the bandit? Not much difference.

——Chen Bosong came out this time and pretended to be a bandit. They were not in the land under Lin Yuan's rule this time, but entered the court's territory. In other people's territory, they must not show off their power. After all, Lin Yuan told him not to let the court find out Otherwise, it will be another fierce battle. Gaoyou is not afraid of it, but Chen Bosong and the others may not necessarily win in the court's territory, and even if they win, they will definitely win tragically.

The newly recruited people were broken up and assigned to different teams. They could no longer act together with their former companions. They had to integrate into the new group.

Chen Bosong watched the soldiers pull out their camps. They had to go back to Gaoyou tomorrow. They pulled out their camps at night and slept in the field overnight. They could leave at dawn tomorrow morning without delay. This was Chen Bosong's habit, and his soldiers were also used to it. of his habits.

The soldier lay next to Chen Bosong, with the grass under him, bugs would crawl on him, and it was always difficult to fall asleep in the first half of the night.

"General." The soldier whispered, "Have you heard that there are many beauties around Nan Bodhisattva?"

Chen Bosong was closing his eyes and preparing for sleep, but when he heard this, he opened his eyes, not as awake as someone who was resting just now.

The soldier said again: "Men are mostly."

Chen Bosong looked at him.

The soldiers were taken aback by Chen Bosong's eyes, and quickly said: "I'm not saying that Nan Bodhisattva is the same as Zhao Er, Nan Bodhisattva will definitely not come to touch our ass."

Chen Bosong: "..."

The soldier whispered: "The general is leading the troops out now, what if someone blows the pillow wind?"

Chen Bosong: "You think too much."

The soldier thought he was being praised, and smiled brightly: "I am the general's soldier, so naturally I have to consider everything for the general, or should we send someone there too?"

The soldier whispered, "We'll snatch one from here, no one will notice."

The soldiers took good care of everyone: "Only the son of the Zhang family, I think he was born well, I will find someone now, and tie him up in the middle of the night, so he can go on the road with us tomorrow morning."

Chen Bosong thought for a while: "His nose is too small."

Soldier: "Then Mr. Yang?"

Chen Bosong: "Big face."

The soldier: "...Where is Mr. Li?"

Chen Bosong looked serious: "Body odor."

Soldier: "...do you have someone to choose?"

Chen Bosong looked at him in surprise: "What? Do I still have to stare at the man?"

The soldier was speechless for a while: "Then you still pick so many thorns."

Chen Bosong: "They can't do it, they don't deserve it."

Soldier: "...they are all playthings, what is worthy or not, and Nan Bodhisattva will not marry them."

The soldier lay on his stomach and suddenly whispered, "What do you think of me?"

Chen Bosong was taken aback for a moment, his eyes became terrified.

The soldier whispered: "You are my boss, aren't you just being stabbed in the ass? As long as I can help you..."

Chen Bosong was speechless.

Soldier: "I see that they are not as good as me."

Chen Bosong: "Go pee."

Soldier: "What's wrong?"

Chen Bosong: "Take care of yourself."

The soldier sighed: "You are jealous."

Chen Bosong couldn't believe it: "I'm jealous of them?"

The soldier didn't react for a while, and said strangely: "Why are you jealous of them? I said you are jealous of me."

Chen Bosong's shoulders relaxed: "Why am I jealous of you?"

The soldier said proudly: "Mr. Zhao Er looks at me, but he has never looked at you. It can be seen that I am more likable than you."

Chen Bosong nodded: "Well, he likes men more than me."

The soldier's smile froze on his face.

He made up his mind not to talk to Chen Bosong again.

After the soldiers talked, Chen Bosong couldn't fall asleep. He turned over, closed his eyes and meditated.

He never thought that his young master would like men, what's so good about men, they are neither sweet nor soft, and they can't bear children.

Chen Bosong thought of this for a while, and thought of that for a while.

He thought again, are those men sincere to the young master?

For the young master's money, or for the young master's status?

What do they want from the young master?

For a soft-hearted person like the young master, if he is begged by others, he will not answer. They will break the young master's heart one day.

When he goes back, he must ask the young master to drive them away.

At worst, he would grab a few good-looking ones and give them to the young master. Would the people he caught dare to be disobedient?

If those people don't go, he will kill them.

If one dies, I will pay the young master two, is this okay?

Thinking of this, Chen Bosong felt much more relaxed. Although he and the young master had a master-servant relationship, they grew up together since childhood. Although he dared not say that he regarded the young master as his younger brother, in his eyes, there was no difference between the young master and his younger brother.

He needs to love him, support him, protect him.

This is the responsibility Chen Bosong set for himself.

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When Chen Bosong brought someone back, Lin Yuan got up from the bed early in the morning. He hadn't seen Chen Bosong for nearly a year. He believed in Chen Bosong, which may have something to do with the original owner. He inherited the memory of the original owner, and maybe he still had some feelings. , he thought Chen Bosong was credible, that's why he let Chen Bosong out of his sight.

A general with so many people, but he never became suspicious.

Lin Yuan went out of the city to meet him, and the two rode back to the government office.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Chen Bosong suddenly said, "How many maidservants does the young master have now?"

Lin Yuan almost didn't understand.

Chen Bosong looked into Lin Yuan's eyes and said earnestly, "It's okay to keep your maidservant, but those men..."

"You drive them away. If you want some men, I will give you some."

Lin Yuan: "..."

Did Chen Bosong take the wrong medicine?

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Chen Bosong: "Those men are not good."

"It must be to take advantage of the young master."

"I'll catch some for the young master."

"It doesn't work if you catch it."

"Forget it, I'll go on my own."