Back Off, Let Me Come

Zhai Huan is cold and reserved by nature. He is often stern in front of outsiders, but he never smiles at his relatives, especially his cousin Zhai Le, whom he has watched grow up and whom he knows best.

To put it crudely, if Zhai Xiaofang sticks his butt out, he will know what shit is brewing in his belly and what ideas he has in mind.

Then he asked, "What is Xiaofang thinking?"

Zhai Huan smiled dangerously.

Zhai Le subconsciously straightened his back and said timidly: "I was just thinking...brother seems...not to see this going well?"

"Of course, it's better to be messy."

The tax and silver issue may be a fuse.

Zhai Le suddenly looked up at his cousin, opening and closing his mouth to say something but not knowing where to start. He wiped the sweat from his palms on the hem of his knee shirt and muttered: "It would be better...it's not like I haven't seen the days of those common people..."

A stable situation is conducive to the people's recuperation.

Even small-scale armed fights between villages will affect people's lives, let alone large and medium-sized wars that can cost tens of thousands.

Thinking about the scenes along the way, Zhai Le still hopes that there will be no war and no war, so that the people can live in peace for a few days.

How could brother not understand this truth?

"Haha, Xiaofang's thinking is still too simple. The northwest is not a big place, but there are many people making up their minds. Only by muddying the water can you know who is restless."

Zhai Huan knew that chaos in the northwest of the mainland would happen sooner or later, and the current situation was just the calm before the storm.

With or without that fuse, the ending is not bad.

The situation in the northwestern part of the mainland can be basically described in one sentence - "little demons in the temple are strong in the wind, and there are many bastards in the shallow pond".

What seems to be a situation where countries are constraining each other to balance each other, is actually a volcano that has enough energy and is waiting to erupt.

Zhai Le had no choice but to sigh.

Compared with the overall situation, the individual is too weak.

He couldn't help but complain - wasting time dealing with these things, it would be better to drink and have fun with Brother Shen, it would be so nice!

Zhai Huan knew with just one glance that his cousin couldn't sit still, and said funnyly: "You can go out to play, but you can't cause trouble in the near future. If a stranger wants to make friends with you, you need to be more vigilant."

If the escort is really a tax banker——

Even if the county guard hinted that it was a fake team to confuse the outside world, Zhai Huan did not dare to take it lightly. After all, the credibility of a person like the county guard who is accustomed to cheating is quite low. Who knows whether what he said is true or false or just a test?

Even though he knew that his cousin was not a reckless man, he was still worried that Zhai Le would be taken advantage of unintentionally.

Zhai Le cupped his hands and pretended to accept the order.

He replied in a deep voice: "Brother, I dare not disobey anything I tell you."

Zhai Huan shook his head with a smile.

While the two brothers were talking, the pieces of the chessboard had been cleared up, and he said: "Xiaofang, play two games with me."

"Okay, but after the game, I also want to have a drink with my little brother." He shook the wine jar he brought back from Shen Tang.

Zhai Huan said with a smile: "Okay, it's up to you."

There is a good atmosphere of brotherhood and respect here, but things are not so good over there with Shen Tang - this starts from the fact that she went down the mountain to the city with Chu Yao today. Chu Yao had to be busy with something, so he informed another cheap student to prevent the butcher family from thinking something happened to him and running away.

It was inconvenient for Shen Tang to follow suit.

She made an appointment with Chu Yao on a time and place to meet, and then she was so bored that she found a street corner and started working on her old business - selling wine and paintings.

Yes, you read that right, there are also paintings for sale.

For on-site painting and portraits, the price is as low as a jar of wine. People passing by were attracted by the aroma of the wine, and occasionally came to ask about the price, but no one cared about the on-site painting package. Shen Tang was not in a hurry, wearing a rough reed hat and basking in the sun leisurely.

until--

A slightly familiar scent of incense penetrated the tip of his nose.

Shen Tang raised the brim of his hat and asked who was coming.

"Mr. Gu, why is it you again?"

The young man was quite amused: "I should ask this next time. I haven't seen Shen Lang for a while. How is Shen Lang doing?"

Shen Tang changed from his boneless and lazy sitting posture, and subconsciously sat up straight, with a smile on his face but not on his face: "I'm very good."

In my heart, I cursed my bad luck.

The person who came was none other than Shen Tang’s natural nemesis——

Gu Chi!

This man's way of being a scribe is a nightmare for a chatty person.

Xiaocheng said it was not big, but it was not small either. He would find a place to set up a stall, but why would he always meet people like Gu Chi?

Gu Chi heard Shen Tang's heartbroken thoughts, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Hearing these words, uninformed people might think that Gu Chi was like a pervert who was always guarding Shen Tang, but little did they know that he just happened to be passing by on the next street. Under normal circumstances, the voices of ordinary people are chaotic, noisy and illogical. This young man is different. When he is bored, he can compose a story in his heart, with sounds, colors and pictures. He cannot ignore it even if he wants to.

"Where is Mr. Qi Yuan? He didn't follow?"

"You mean Yuan Liang? He stayed at home to take care of the piglets. Those piglets have just been slaughtered and need someone to take care of them."

Shen Tang's words were shocking.

Gu Chi: "...???"

take care of……

Piggy? ? ?

"Qi Yuanliang went to raise pigs?" He was stunned for a moment, almost suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears, and his expression almost cracked - Qi Yuanliang, who was famous in the northwest and had enemies everywhere, and many forces talked about it with gnashing of teeth, changed his career. Become a pig farmer?

Seeing his reaction, Shen Tang laughed out loud: "Strictly speaking, that should be my pig, but I had to go out, so I asked Yuan Liang to help take care of it. Why do you look like this?"

Gu Chi: "...Really?"

Shen Tang: "It's absolutely true."

There are more bandits near Xiaocheng than the bandits that Shen Tang and the others have raided. There must always be a few capable guards left in the lair, and either Gong Shuwu or Shen Tang must be left behind. Chu Yao lost his heart and had to be accompanied by someone, so Shen Tang volunteered to follow him.

Before leaving, she repeatedly told Qishan to treat her pigs well. Each one of them was severely damaged by "castration" and needed careful care. That was not just a litter of piglets, but also braised pork ribs, braised pork trotters, sweet and sour pork loin, braised pork with pickled vegetables...

Qi Shan's face was ugly, but he still agreed.

Rounding off, praying that there is nothing wrong with raising pigs on the mountain.

Gu Chi smiled meaningfully: "I want to see it with my own eyes."

If he could eat a bite of the pig raised by Qishan, hum, even if the pork was too smelly and hard to swallow, he could still eat two bowls!

Shen Tang said: "What's so interesting about that?"

Gu Chi secretly shook his head.

He has seen a lot of weird and weird things in the world, but he has never seen Qishan raising pigs, and he can't imagine the scene.

Never seen before, so rare, so good-looking.

Gu Chi seemed to be chatting or testing something: "Besides raising pigs, Qi Yuanliang has done nothing serious lately?"

Shen Tang was dissatisfied and retorted: "How come raising pigs is not serious?"

Food is the most important thing for the people.

Anything that has anything to do with eating is serious!

Gu Chi knew that Shen Tang was wary of him, and didn't want to dwell on useless topics: "It's going to be a bit rough these days."

If you don't believe in prayer, you don't know this.

Even with a good temper, it is impossible to raise pigs peacefully.