Chapter 120 I Am the Fisherman!
In the wooden house, Zhao had already lit a fire. There was an iron kettle hanging on the fire, and the water in the pot was already boiling and bubbling.
After throwing two dry logs into the fire, Zhao put a cotton towel on his hands, carefully took off the kettle and made himself a pot of tea.
He put his hands on the fire and waited for the tea to brew. After a while, wisps of fragrance emerged from the tea cup, and Zhao showed a rare smile. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Well, the tea was fragrant and fresh. It was worthy of being the tea of a powerful minister!
This small bag of tea was confiscated from the house of a high-ranking official in Jiangnan. Zhao also pestered Lu Wenyu for a long time before he got a small bag. Good tea is good tea. Just this small sip reveals the full flavor. It is pure, thick, soft and sweet, which is not comparable to ordinary tea.
No wonder literati say that good tea is like old wine, its taste is indescribable. What you said is true!
After drinking most of the pot of tea, the three Buddhists pushed the door in with tired faces. Du Nan's nose moved slightly, and he smelled the faint fragrance of tea in the air. He was shaken and asked Zhao Ju with a smile, "Mr. Zhao, I wonder if I can ask for a cup of tea?"
Zhao couldn't bear to part with the good tea, so he took out the tea often drunk in the duty room from his arms and handed it to Du Yan. He didn't mind when he was in trouble, so he made a cup of tea by himself, holding the teacup in both hands and sipping it.
The two of them drank half a cup of tea, and the three Daomen hurriedly opened the door and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Zhao. Zhang Chongjing didn't even clean up the snow on his body. He couldn't wait to ask, "Mr. Zhao, what was the result of your battle there? Should you kill him or let him run away?"
After saying that, the other five people looked at Zhao Jiu in unison, their eyes full of expectation. Zhao didn't waste any more nonsense, put down the teacup, turned around, took out Tuoba Rong's head from behind, and threw it into the crowd.
"I think this guy is just average, he didn't put in much effort. It would be great if the other side was full of people like this. Give me more time and I'll kill one a night, and I can go down the mountain in five or six days. It's a pity..." "
The six people looked down at Tuoba Rong's head on the ground. The ferocious expression and colorful face made several people shudder in their hearts. This Lord Zhao is so cruel!
Zhao Jiu's words made several people couldn't help but twitch their mouths. Mr. Zhao is really confident. No wonder he can wear green at such a young age. On the other hand, the three Buddhists felt sad in their hearts. Three people were stopped by two people. The key was that one of them was easily killed by Zhao Jue.
What a shame! It's easy to overcome the difficulties, after all, you won't suffer any loss if you catch them and fight them. Fazhi and Mingzhi couldn't even lift their heads. Fortunately, no one was killed, otherwise they would have been embarrassed.
"Master Zhao has a high level of cultivation, and we are indeed not as good as him, hahaha. We have defeated the Hu army tonight, and we must give Master Zhao a credit!" Seeing that the faces of the three Buddhists were not good-looking, Zhang Chongjing just instantly He wanted to understand the reason and quickly opened his mouth to help.
I have to say that Zhang Chongjing responded quickly and well. He not only raised the importance of Zhao Jiu, but also justly excused the three of them. Mr. Zhao has a high level of cultivation.
After listening to Zhang Chongjing's words, Zhao Li smiled appreciatively and said, "Taoist Zhang, I've just said that. I'm just doing my part for the emperor, and I don't deserve such high praise. The three Taoist priests and the three mages also It’s not easy, and it’s not just my fault.”
"I just don't know what's next..." Zhao paused, looked up at a few people, picked up the teacup, and said, "What are your plans?"
Next? Zhang Chongjing glanced at the people in trouble, feeling a little confused, but still expressed his thoughts, "One of the Hu people died, and there are only six people left. And there are seven of us. As long as we wait for work and don't expose our flaws, slowly Just cannibalize it, the initiative is in our hands!”
"The young monk thinks Taoist Zhang's idea is good. Although it takes a little more time, it can ensure that more people come down the mountain alive." Du Nan answered. This is indeed what he thought in his heart. Take your time. After all, there is one more person among us. The capital that drags down. As long as you don't make any mistakes, your chances of winning are higher than those of barbarians!
Sectarian thinking! They are not afraid that a ruthless person will appear on the other side, but what's the matter with Zhao? Zhao didn't have to be responsible for their lives, so he simply stopped talking, sipping tea one mouthful at a time, and silently dealt with their thoughts.
Zhang Chongjing stopped talking when he saw Zhao. He looked at Zhao's leisurely and contented face and asked politely, "I don't know what Mr. Zhao thinks. Why don't we listen and brainstorm."
"Oh, I don't think we can relax. The so-called effort will fail again and again, and it will be exhausted in three attempts. We can't fall short because of carelessness!" Zhao Jiuyi said sternly, with a bit of regret on his face.
"Master Zhao is right." Zhang Chongjing nodded slightly, thinking that Zhao Jiu meant to be more vigilant, so he continued.
"Although we have a slight advantage, we can't let it all go. How about this, let's take turns to keep an eye on them and not give the barbarians a chance to take advantage of them. What do you think?"
The remaining people looked at each other and nodded. Most of them felt that what Zhang Chongjing said made sense, so they said "ok" several times.
Since they didn't have any objections, Zhao didn't want to say anything more. Some things can't be taught, and a thousand words can't be worth a broken bone.
Their idea is also a good thing for Zhao Jiu. Who wouldn't want to make more money? Wouldn't it be better to let them be used as bait and reap the benefits yourself? At least Zhao thought it was pretty good.
Now that they had made up their mind, Zhao was too embarrassed to force it, and simply stood up and said, "As long as you have ideas, there shouldn't be any big problem for the six of you. If something goes wrong, give me a signal at any time, and I will arrive as soon as possible. I’ll thank you for your hard work, haha.”
"I've been tired all night, and now I'm exhausted. I'll go back to sleep. You all should rest early..."
After saying that, Zhao no longer paid attention to the reactions of the few people. He bent forward and picked up Tuoba Rong's head on the ground, and walked out without looking back.
Pray that the few people can get down the mountain alive. If I had known that there were these teammates, I should have asked Lu Wenyu to add more money. Alas, miscalculated! This time I lost a lot! Fortunately, four thousand taels per head is not a small amount.
Seeing that Zhao had left, it was meaningless for the few people to discuss it. It would be better to rest early and recuperate.
Zhao went back to the wooden house in the snow. The cold air in the house made people feel a little uncomfortable. It was better after the fire was lit. After tonight, the Hu people will react. These people will not understand that they should fight harder when they are at a disadvantage. I don't know how many people can survive if they fight for their lives...
Oh, why think about these things? Zhao laughed at himself and actually felt sympathetic. It shouldn't be, it really shouldn't be! Since you have decided to be a fisherman, you must be prepared for the oriole behind you and be ruthless!
Thinking of this, Zhao added a few woods to the stove, took off his shoes and went to bed.
You must have a good rest, because you will be busy starting tomorrow. Money is hard to make, but shit is hard to eat!