The horse-smelling smile is very weird!

When Yang Shouwen proposed to ask Feng Changqing to be his guide, he agreed without thinking.

This old guy...

Yang Shouwen and Mingxiu looked at each other and suddenly felt like they were sitting on the couch in front of them, an old fox who had been practicing for thousands of years.

From the beginning, the horse taste was waiting for this opportunity.

"Person Ma, admire him."

Yang Shouwen sighed and bowed to the horse smell.

This old guy really pinched his seven-inch and forced him to submit. Unless he could really make up his mind to kill Ma Wei Dao's grandparents and grandchildren. But even so, it would cause a lot of trouble, and it might be possible that his identity would be exposed.

Yang Shouwen's biggest weakness during this trip to the west was to act secretly.

He cannot reveal his identity, and he cannot contact the local government troops unless he has to. His mission is to figure out the mystery of the disappearance of the spy. Once his identity is exposed, unexpected situations may occur.

Ma Wei Dao is worthy of being an official. He guessed Yang Shouwen's identity and saw through Yang Shouwen's weaknesses.

However, he had no malice, nor was he planning for himself.

What the horse taste does is Feng Changqing.

He wanted to find a way out for Feng Changqing instead of letting Feng Changqing stay in this turbulent Western Regions...

Ma Wei is a criminal, and even if he returns to the Central Plains at this age, he is unlikely to have any way out without any background or backing. Therefore, he doesn't mind staying in the Western Regions. The only thing he is worried about is his grandson.

Feng Changqing was the one who committed an official crime, and it was very difficult to return to the Central Plains in the future.

The only way is to give him a backer.

Yang Shouwen's appearance undoubtedly gave Feng Changqing a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity... How could he let go of the horse flavor?

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"Ugly, go buy some wine and food and come back."

Yang Shouwen saw through the horse's taste of intention and did not show any embarrassment.

He turned his head and looked at Feng Changqing, who was still a little confused, and ordered in a deep voice.

Feng Changqing whispered: "Grandpa, the family has no money anymore, how can you buy wine and food?"

The horse smell was stunned, and the old face covered with the ravines of time rarely showed a look of shame.

Yang Shouwen saw his thoughts and said in a deep voice: "Chou Nu, take Shiliu and Ge Nu to buy some wine and food, they have money."

"this……"

Feng Changqing is not called Feng Daizi, but he is not really stupid.

He finally realized that his grandfather seemed to have something to talk to Yang Shouwen, and the things he talked about were also related to him.

"August slave, do what the young master said and buy some good wine and food."

"knew."

Feng Changqing walked out of the room with confusion.

Mingxiu flashed to the door and took on the task of alert.

"Personnel Ma, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"I knew that my little thoughts could not be hidden from my young master." After Feng Changqing left, Ma Wei Dao suddenly seemed to have become a different person. He leaned against the couch and became very mentally poor. He first coughed violently, then took another sip of water before saying, "The little old man is now nearly sixty years old, and his health is getting worse and worse, and he can't hold on."

In just one blink of an eye, the horse smell looked much older.

It is estimated that he has been forcing himself to hold on for Feng Changqing before...

"Young Master. The ugly slave is very smart and has read many books.

It’s also my fault. Since he remembered, I have told him some stories about war. He has been obsessed with martial arts since he was a child. It would be fine if he was a strong child, but he was very weak and it would be difficult to make a name for himself in Anxi."

Yang Shouwen remained silent, picked up the pottery bowl and drank water.

"He has only me as a relative.

I can still take care of him while I am alive; but now my health is getting worse and worse, and I may not leave anytime. I am very worried that if I leave, with his stubborn temper, he might cause some kind of murderous disaster.

The little old man is only this one relative...so I want to find him a backer."

Yang Shouwen nodded to express his understanding.

"Why me?"

He whispered: "You should know that I can't stay in the Western Regions."

“I know…but I really can’t think of a more suitable person.

Gai Erlang is a good person, but his father and brother, especially his elder brother, are not a person who can trust. I thought that it really doesn't work, so I can only let the Chou Nu follow Gai Erlang. But I can see that the Chou Nu may not be convinced by Gai Erlang. They are all young people. If the Chou Nu offends Gai Erlang, life will be even more sad.

That day, Gai Erlang talked about this with me.

Although he did not mention the identity of the young master at that time, the old man later thought about it carefully and vaguely guessed the clues.

When the young man mentioned this just now, the young master did not refute it, which also means that the young man guessed it right!"

There is a very clear logic in the words of horse flavor.

Yang Shouwen looked at him, but suddenly felt a puzzled heart: This horse taste was not a reckless person. Why did he go out of the matter of disobedience and attacking in Puzhou at that time? I'm afraid there was some twists and turns in this, and it was unknown to outsiders.

"Since that's the case, why did you disobey and fight in Puzhou?"

Mingxiu suddenly spoke and asked in a deep voice.

Ma Wei Dao obviously didn't expect Mingxiu to ask this question, so after being stunned for a while, he couldn't speak for a long time...

"Okay, I won't talk about this."

It can be seen that the horse flavor does not seem to want to mention this matter.

Yang Shouwen waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Personnel Ma, I must say that you have pinched my vital points.

I can promise you about the ugly slave. But you must ensure that my identity cannot be known to outsiders."

"Don't worry, young master, the old man knows what to do."

A bright smile appeared on the horse-smelling face.

He stood up tremblingly and wanted to salute Yang Shouwen and thank him, but was stopped by Yang Shouwen.

His expression became much more relaxed, and his whole spirit changed suddenly... After a while, Feng Changqing came back. Ma Wei Dao originally planned to invite Yang Shouwen to dinner, but Yang Shouwen refused.

"Personnel Ma, I won't agree, I really have something to do.

I wanted to leave before dark and head to Suyechuan. So I stopped drinking... When I come back, we will drink some more."

The horse taste nodded repeatedly and called Feng Changqing over.

"August slave, you must listen to the young master's instructions in the future. If the young master's words are mine, you must not violate the slightest."

"Grandpa, I'm leaving, what should you do?"

"Silly boy, your grandfather, I am a lieutenant now, afraid that I will not be able to find someone to take care of you?

Remember, the young master is a noble person, you must do your best to do things for him. If you can return to your hometown one day, remember to worship your parents. Do you still remember the location of your parents’ grave? I have told you many times before."

"Of course I remember."

The horse taste made Feng Changqing say it again, and after confirming it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out a small package from behind the couch, and handed it to Feng Changqing.

"Ugly slave, okay, grandpa is waiting for you to come back."

"Um!"

The second-year junior Feng Changqing nodded vigorously and then said goodbye to the horse flavor.

"Young Master, I'll leave the ugly slave to you. Please worry more."

Ma Wei Dao stood up and sent Yang Shouwen and his group out of the door. He held the door frame with his hand, looked at Feng Changqing with some reluctance, and then asked solemnly.

For some reason, there is a very strange emotion lingers in my heart.

Yang Shouwen looked at the smell of horses in front of those turbid eyes, and after a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Personnel Ma, don't worry."

"Ugly slave, go!"

The horse smell waved at Feng Changqing with a smile on his face.

"Grandpa, the ugly slave is gone."

"Let's go, let's go... Remember your dream, soaring in the sky like the eagle of Jinshan, so that everyone can know the three words Feng Changqing."

Feng Changqing nodded vigorously, then walked outward.

Yang Shouwen couldn't help but glance at Ma Weitan again. Seeing him waved his hand to him, he nodded and turned around and left.

Watching Yang Shouwen, Feng Changqing and others' backs gradually drift away, tears suddenly appeared in the turbid old eyes of the horse smell.

"Ugly slave, don't blame my grandfather.
Chapter completed!