Husband, Have Dinner

Fang Jiabao thought about his minor military merits, and imagined that he might be replaced as a guard patrolling the city. He was so powerful that he would no longer have to pick up brick walls, get exposed to the sun and rain, and his wages would increase accordingly, just like Pei Shuo. That way, Pei Shuo's money now must be twice as much as he used to pick bricks.

Hope for the stars, hope for the moon.

Uncle Pei entered Xiliu Camp.

Hope for the stars, hope for the moon.

Pei Shuo, who was able to walk down the ground, got along with Li Yongwu’s gang, and said a few nasty words. The atmosphere of the entire Xiliuying camp has been kneaded from a pile of flour into a bright dough since the tragedy. The river water does not affect the water of the well. The situation disappeared.

Finally looking forward to Li Yongwu and others receiving the awards, Fang Jiabao stood tall and walked to the Centurion with a smile on his face.

The centurion handed Fang Jiabao a reward of silver, which was a small military skill of the Beiyi man, and said: "You have a long way to go. You need to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, keep your feet on the ground, and don't move evil thoughts."

The people present immediately heard that something was wrong, and they looked at Fang Jiabao with a slightly different look.

The centurion’s words used by Fang Jiabao are completely different from those of others. With Li Yongwu as the leader and one person before him, the centurion said that you are the pride of Xiliuying. It’s good, but Fang Jiabao’s turn Don't move evil thoughts.

With the heavy silver ingot in his hand, Fang Jiabao felt happy in his heart, where he noticed the eyes of other people in the camp, and after returning to the team, he still sneaked a handful of silver ingots on his waist from time to time.

He killed a Beiyi person and got a silver ingot, so Pei Shuo must have two silver ingots in his hand. Suddenly thinking of this, the good mood dissipated, and my heart was uneasy, tusk, if he was there at that time, it is not certain who the silver ingot will get.

Pei Shuo was not rewarded, but he was also praised by the Centurion.

"Next, let’s talk about distribution..." The centurion explained briefly. After autumn, it was the turn of Xiliu Camp and another battalion to take care of the food for Ma Ying and the entire Yanmen, and to redeploy the people in the camp. "...Pei Shuohe Uncle Pei and others went to the horse camp, and Wangcai Fang Jiabao and others went to the Fire Head Army to help. We and Baqiao Camp were jointly responsible for the horse camp and food, so that this year there will be a rotation table, not on the day of responsibility, continue to train."

The rotation table came out that night, Pei Shuo recovered from a serious injury, the Centurion was so considerate, and he heard that Pei Shuo would take care of the horses and arrange for him to take care of the horses.

After doing this for several days, Fang Jiabao felt that he was too tired to lift his hands. The people around him were too big to say one thing. Taking advantage of the rest, he went to Ma Ying to inquire about the situation, but Li Yongwu's group of soldiers were there.

Ma Ying.

"Pretty!"

"Look, this horse has a fat body and strong limbs. Pei Shuo really has a good way of raising horses!"

"Aside from raising horses, don't you watch anything else?"

"I'm going, how did this kid ride so slippery? I only found out that Pei Shuo looks very good-looking now. Waiting for him to grow up will definitely not be a disaster for a girl."

Standing on the side of the racecourse was full of people, all of Xiliuying's companions, and some soldiers who hadn't seen them before. They chatted fiercely. Standing behind them, they could understand every word, but they didn't understand what they meant when they got together.

But they were tall, blocking his vision, Fang Jiabao couldn't see the scene even when he stood on his toes.

"Please let..."

Squeezing left and right drilling, he finally squeezed to the front and lay on the fence, wiped his sweat, and saw a scene that made him feel ashamed.

The army horse was swiftly stunned. From a black spot to see the army horse from a distance, Pei Shuo from far to near was just a blink of an eye, and then he fixed his eyes and found that there was a wooden fence three feet above the ground in front of him!

At this time, it is too late to restrain the horse's neck or turn in any direction!

When the army horse crashed into the wooden fence, the forelegs would definitely be injured. If the horse's leg was broken, the person on the seat was bound to fall down. Military horses are very important. If they are not harmed by other things during the war, the entire Xiliu camp will be implicated.

Fang Jiabao's heart tightened, holding his breath.

Seeing Pei Shuo speed up as he got closer, the wooden fence was right in front of him. With a clear cry, the army horse jumped up, stepped over the wooden fence, and landed steadily.

The sun shining on the army horse, the mane was shiny and smooth, and the brown-red torso muscles were strong. After it landed, it trot a little or two and stopped right in front of the fence. It gave the soldiers a ringing nose, and its dark eyes looked gently. Against them.

The young man with a crown-like face, overcoming obstacles, came from the dust.

Pei Shuo's skin was so pale that it made people jealous, and his eyebrows were like sharp swords. He rode on a tall horse and was condescending. He was a white crane inexplicably, and they were all chickens pecking rice.

"This equestrian skill is high." Li Yongwu gave a thumbs up. After that, there was smoke billowing and dust flying over the racecourse. It turned out that Pei Shuo was competing with the soldiers of Ma Ying to see who ran fast. The result was obvious to all.

The Xiliuying people laughed and accepted the wine that the Maying people bet on.

Li Yongwu threw a bottle to Pei Shuo.

Pei Shuo took it and toasted him with a sip "Thank you."

When will they get better?

"Pei Shuo, did you learn horseback riding from the people in Ma Ying? It's not kind, and you won't teach it to your brother if you secretly learn it." Fang Jiabao brushed his presence out aloud and reached out to touch the nose of the horse. Two steps back, shaking his head, obviously reluctant to be touched by him.

Fang Jiabao laughed a few times, then retracted his hand in embarrassment.

Pei Shuo stroked its neck without giving him a straight eye. "You didn't learn it from Ma Ying, and you are not my brother."

Fang Jiabao's whole body was stiff, feeling the eyes of the people around him falling on him, as if mocking his overweight, his face flushed red, "Pei Shuo, what do you mean! I treat you as a brother, you treat me What?"

"I don't need to betray my brother."

Pei Shuo took Ma Shi Shiran away, from beginning to end, he did not give Fang Jiabao a trace of his gaze.

"Who is rare to be your brother, you will die without a place to be buried if you are not careful. When your brother is the mold that has fallen for eight lifetimes." Li Yongwu shrugged, led the others and left.

Everyone has been tortured to ask, the questions are just the few. The Beiyi people’s primary purpose is to find Pei Shuo to avenge him, and then it’s their turn to wipe out the Xiliu Camp-yes, when they got together and asked the question at that time In other words, the brains of the Beiyi people in this session seem to be a little...not so good?

To retaliate against someone, is it against an entire battalion?

Can't understand the brain circuits of Beiyi people.

The centurion was seriously injured and understandable; but Pei Shuo was so badly injured that he almost lost his life, except for some of them betrayed, so he didn't do what he thought.

They had no way of listening to the results of the questioning of the Centurion with the Yanmen Special General. What the Centurion said at the next award meeting was very intriguing.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Jiabao was transferred to the fire head army. All he did was chores. He was not allowed to garnish, cook, or deliver food. He refused to even let the fire burn. Everyone knew that he was completely refused to approach the stove.

Pei Shuo's family background is not bad, he has a solid foundation in martial arts, and his style of martial arts is very familiar.

What a good boy.

It's a pity that the brain circuit is similar to that of the Beiyi people, and the brain is a bit axis, but it's just a cannon fodder to live a generous life?

Li Yongwu rubbed his chin, puzzled daily.