The boy in the crab-shell green shirt blinked his large eyes with long lashes, looked at the uncle in white clothes with flowing long hair who was holding his collar, and pointed at the white dove on the wooden stake:
"Uncle Jiu, the pigeons are back from foraging. I need to tell mother."
The man with long flowing hair and white clothes was Yin Jiujiu, one of the three leaders of the bandit camp. Without saying a word, he picked up the child, lifted up one of his legs that had stepped into the doorway, and pressed his orchid finger on the child's forehead to teach him a lesson:
"Xiao Zhengzheng, your mother is taking a nap. She has a bad temper. If you wake her up, she might punish you by sending you to a snake den to feed the snakes."
The little boy shivered, his hair standing on end. You know, the animal he feared most was snakes, and his mother had a nest of snakes. He wanted to tell his mother that Pigeon had returned, but after hearing what Uncle Jiu said, he didn't want to go to the snake den to feed the snakes. "Uncle Jiu, I won't look for Mom anymore. I'm going to go play."
He ran away, fearing that his mother would wake up and punish him by sending him to a snake den to feed the snakes.
Yin Jiujiu smiled, walked to the wooden stake, took out the note from the small bamboo tube on the white pigeon's leg, glanced at the information on the note, was suddenly startled, released the white pigeon, and strode into the Dayi Hall.
In the hall, a person sitting on a yellow pear wood armchair was wearing a scarlet coarse cloth shirt and a man's bun, taking a nap with her eyes closed. She was the leader of the bandit camp, Sai Yuhuan.
As the footsteps approached, Sai Yuhuan slowly opened her eyes, "Our people are here to deliver the news?"
Yin Jiujiu smiled and said, "Big sister is awake."
Sai Yuhuan stood up. She was strong and tall, with a masculine look in her brows, as if she had fought in the battlefield. Although she was a bandit and the leader of the bandits, she did not have the slightest bit of banditry.
Thinking of her son's loud voice, she couldn't help but complain, "I don't know who Yue Zheng took after. His voice is so loud that even deep sleepers are woken up. And I've never been a deep sleeper, so I can hear even the smallest noises."
She extended her hand, and Yin Jiujiu placed the note in her palm. She glanced at the information on the note and immediately flew into a rage. She kicked the yellow pear armchair over with one leg: "Damn it! I did so many things for him, and in the end he still plotted against me. He was like this before, and he's still like this now. He says one thing to my face and another behind my back! Shameless, despicable, and sinister villain!"
"Third brother, take your men down the mountain and keep an eye on them. If they want to kill someone, kill them all at once."
Sai Yuhuan gave orders to Yin Jiujiu, her anger undiminished.
Yin Jiujiu knew that his elder sister had a hot temper. She pinched her orchid fingers, fiddled with her wide sleeves, and sang in an opera tune:
"Sister, calm down, that old thief is insidious and cunning. I think he's not that simple..."
Sai Yuhuan interrupted him impatiently: "Stop singing, what's so difficult about it?"
Yin Jiujiu stopped her movements and her seductive look, and said seriously:
"Sister, that Cai man is notoriously cunning, vicious, two-faced, and scheming. Didn't your father, Uncle Huo, fall into his hands? You and your second brother fled with Xiao Zhengzheng and a group of brothers, and it took us a lot of hardships to gain a foothold in Luocheng. We finally got close to that old dog Cai. If you act impulsively, all our efforts over the years may be in vain. We have been working with Cai for many years, and we have so much leverage over him. If the court finds out about Cai, he wants to protect himself and get the money. I'm afraid he will want to wipe us out completely."
Sai Yuhuan suddenly realized: "You mean Cai Laogou wants to kill us to silence us?"
Yin Jiujiu said, "It's good that you understand, Big Sister. Cai Laogou killed an official appointed by the imperial court. If he pinned the blame on us, he would have an excuse to wipe us out. Cai Laogou's men have already set out, and it will probably be a few days before they attack Qingyun Mountain."
Sai Yuhuan thought for a moment, hooked her index finger to signal Yin Jiujiu to come closer, and whispered in his ear. Yin Jiujiu nodded repeatedly, and then took a few people down the mountain.
The border between Yuezhou and Luocheng is beautiful with mountains and rivers, and the scenery is pleasant. Yu Xuanji and his party crossed the Yuezhou border and entered Luocheng.
A beautiful and pleasant melody floated in the simple carriage. The one singing was a young girl in green clothes with double buns, the one listening to the music was a woman in red clothes with snake buns and a crabapple flower hairpin, and the one leaning against the carriage with his eyes closed and taking a nap was a handsome young man in a silver-gray robe.
If these three people are not Sanqiao, Hua Fushu and Ye Zelin, who else could they be?
Ye Zelin crossed his arms, glanced at the girl singing and the woman listening to the music, then closed his eyes again, pretending not to mind, but he actually minded very much in his heart.
Finally, the song "Picking Lotus" was finished, and the woman in the scarlet double-breasted long dress asked the girl who was singing the song to sing another song. He opened his eyes and interrupted the two who loved to make a fuss:
"Sanqiao, you've been singing for half an hour. Drink some water to moisten your throat, or you'll hurt it. You really have the leisure time, you should go sightseeing."
"I naturally have more leisure and ease than you. How can I live like an old man at such a young age?" Hua Fushu naturally knew that Ye Zelin's last words were directed at her. He disliked her for being restless and noisy. The more he disliked her, the more she would return the favor.
"What do you know? I call this a taste, okay? A fairy like you, gentle as jade, acts like a prime minister. To put it nicely, you're calm and composed, to put it bluntly, you're old-fashioned. You're obviously not an old fairy, but you're more serious than an old fairy."
Interest?
Some people may think it is interesting.
Ye Zelin was an educated person, so he knew better than Hua Fushu how to use the word "interest" and in what aspects it should be used. Just singing a song could be considered interest. Even if singing a song was an interest, one had to choose the right time, and he chose the time when he was taking a nap.
He didn't want to argue with her, but her words made him unbearable. He even felt that he had indulged her a little in the past, so he returned the favor.
"People like you, who go upstairs and tear off roofs every other day, and hang out at gambling dens and brothels every other day, are different if you put it nicely, but unruly if you put it bluntly. You're from a prestigious family after all, but you have to act like a street thug."
Hua Fushu kicked him, not wanting to see his serious old man's demeanor, and cursed, "Why don't you go to heaven, you old immortal?"
"If I am an old immortal, you are an old immortal woman. If I go to heaven, you have to follow me." Ye Zelin fought back.
Hua Fushu refused to give in: "I won't follow you. When you ascend to heaven, I'll have my own happy place to go."
Ye Zelin pointed at the car curtain and said, "If you want to have fun, get off. Don't be an eyesore here."
"If you want to go, go ahead!" Hua Fushu got angry and argued with him.
Sanqiao really wanted to mediate, but since it seemed like she had caused the incident, she didn't know how.
Over there, Yu Xuanji, Yu Chisu, and Lao Qiao were riding in a carriage only a dozen feet away. They listened to every word Hua Fushu and Hua Fusu were arguing with. Yu Chisu spoke first, "Aren't Second Brother Ye and the Young Madam's relationship pretty good? How could they quarrel?"
The second person to speak was Old Qiao. "One of them is quiet, the other is active. The quiet one is the young general, the active one is the young lady. It's hard not to quarrel. As the saying goes, quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed. It's life for a couple to quarrel occasionally."
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