The dense raindrops finally fell, and the merchants hid in the cabin, and for us, there was no place for us to settle in the cabin - on the main deck, the soldiers leaned against piles of equipment in a row. The tarp from the base finally came in handy, and despite this, the deck was still a wet and cold place. The journey had just begun, and I hope it would end soon.

The leader of the trader appeared. I stared at him. This person kept wrapping his whole body. I could only judge from his voice that he might be a man. But I didn't dare to be 100% sure.

The leader of the trader glanced at everyone, as if he was observing our souls. A merchant who came on the boat (it seemed to be the deputy of the trader leader) asked Lu Zigan to settle our people as much as possible on the crowded deck. A gust of wind blew, and there were squirting sounds on the deck, and many people cursed.

The leader shouted: "Everyone is welcome to board this ship. No matter what you have been born before, I hope that in the future, we will advance and retreat together like a family. Let us give up part of the cabin and please live in!" He paused and said, "I hope everyone remember my name, my name is Dong Zhongying."

Dong Zhongying? I remember this name, it is said to be a hero in the Xiliang region. After the Yellow Turban Army launched a rebellion, Dong Zhongying organized locals to quell the rebellion in the Xiliang region and killed many Yellow Turban Army.

No wonder he can afford giant transport aircraft and cruisers.

"Is it to dress up as a businessman to cover up your eyes and facilitate your entry into Chang'an?" Lu Zigan asked coldly.

Dong Zhongying laughed loudly, "It seems that you don't know much about history. Our Dong family was originally a businessman, otherwise how could they have money to buy equipment?"

He waved to everyone: "Don't be stunned, it's very cold outside, come into the cabin!"

After entering the cabin, I stuffed the bulky equipment box under the bed in the cabin, and I fell to Zhang Yide.

Two people live in a cabin, Zhang Yide and I live in the same room, Guan Yunchang and Zhao Zilong live in the same room, Gongsun and Sun Zhongmou live in the same room, Cao Mengde and Yuan Benchu ​​live in the same room, Sun Shangxiang and Mi Mei live in the same room. Hua Yuanhua did not live here, he chose to live in the emergency room, and people needed treatment every day, so he didn't have time to rest.

"Xuande, that Dong Zhongying really wants to take us to Chang'an, right?" Zhang Yide asked.

"I think this is the case, what's wrong?"

"I always feel that it's not that simple. The Xiliang area is very far away from here. Dong Zhongying can stay in his hometown. Why do you have to go to the distant Chang'an?" Zhang Yide is no longer the simple boy he used to be. His ideas are becoming more mature now.

I shook my head and said, "I don't know, nor am I interested. Anyway, we are all going to Chang'an. We have nowhere to go. Chang'an is our last hope for resisting the Yellow Turban Army. Dong Zhongying may be for this reason."

Zhang Yide nodded: "I agree with your idea. By the way, I always feel it lately."

"What does it feel?"

"Xiaobai is not dead, she is still alive." Zhang Yide's eyes became very erratic, as if he was thinking about going to another place, and seemed to be looking at something that did not exist. "I seem to think she is nearby, not far from us."

I patted his shoulder: "Don't think about it, take a break sooner."

Someone knocked outside: "It's time to eat, go to the restaurant to gather!"

Originally, Lu Zigan banned his subordinates from drinking, but today Dong Zhongying was particularly attentive and everyone poured a glass of wine. If they didn't drink it, it seemed too disrespectful to others. Lu Zigan had to say that everyone should do whatever they wanted and don't make a fool of themselves.

After about half an hour, the goal of not being fooled was destined to be unable to achieve. The merchants of the entire ship came over to take turns to toasting, and even Lu Zigan drank a lot. The long-term battle caused everyone to be nervous, and perhaps they really needed to relax completely.

We leaned against each other and stood at his table. Guan Yun's face was flushed. Gongsun slid under the chair. Zhang Yide burst into silly smiles from time to time. Cao Mengde and Yuan Benchu ​​toasted each other with their arms around each other. Even Yuan Jin and Yongliang could not keep their seriousness.

"Oh, I think I'm drunk." Lu Zigan whispered.

"Sir, we are all drunk," said Zhang Yide. "I'm sure and sure, we are all drunk."

"Be careful, kid." I poked him in the waist.

Lu Zigan wanted to leave, but as soon as he stood up, he started to sway and sat back on the chair.

"Sit down, guys. Since I've come to this, I'll give me some energy."

Cao Mengde asked drunkenly, "Who else is not drunk?"

Yuan Benchu ​​shook his head and looked for a long time, then pointed to a person beside him: "He's the only one left."

It was Zhao Zilong. He sat at the table gentlely, putting a row of empty cups in front of him, and was still playing with a cup in his hand. Although there was a little flushing on his face, there was no intoxication in his eyes.

"This...boy, good...drinking weight." Cao Mengde stammered. Yuan Benchu ​​nodded, and then the two of them slid under the table together.

The merchants around us rolled their eyes and wrinkled their noses. These people respected us on the surface, but in fact they did not respect us. In their eyes, we were just a group of homeless wandering soldiers in ragged clothes. I could feel their disgust.

A well-dressed and short-sized businessman came to us, as if he wanted to toast, but after looking around, he seemed to think that we were all drunk, and only Zhao Zilong looked stable, so he turned to Zhao Zilong.

"This is..." Xing Shang held the wine glass and was about to toast, but suddenly he was stunned, "It's you?!"

Zhao Zilong stared at the fat man, his body did not move at all, and his eyelids did not blink. The fat man's blushed face turned pale, as if he had seen a ghost.

"It seems to be your acquaintance." Lu Zigan said.

Xing Shang ran back to the middle of his group without looking back.

Zhao Zilong smiled faintly: "Yes."

The fat man returned to his companion, muttered a few hurriedly, and pointed at us. The people all showed a look of surprise on their faces, and then they all dissipated.

Zhao Zilong did not explain anything, just said, "We can leave, right? I also feel a little dizzy."

"Hey, don't worry. If it's convenient, tell us what happened between you and that fat man?" Lu Zigan asked in a rare and gentle tone.

"Forget it."

"You might as well think about it again. Everyone in the entire team must know each other's true nature, otherwise you can only leave this team." Lu Zi spread his hands out.

Zhao Zilong's face was covered with a layer of evil spirit.
Chapter completed!