Dou Bing was in a daze for a moment and immediately shook his head: "Send half of it back and ask my wife to guard the house from today on."

Dou Qi understood and immediately took half of the people back.

The journey was not far. After a while, Dou Bing arrived at Xiaojun City, which was located on the north side of the city, between Baimajin and Dacheng. Then he pretended to have nothing to do and continued his patrol as usual... After walking around twice, he went to the military city in the middle.

He sat in the city hall, waiting for Zhou Juncheng to deliver the message.

But Dou Bing was young after all, so he couldn't help but feel impatient. He knew that it would probably take half an hour to get there, but he still couldn't bear it. After sitting for a while, he came out of the hall to look at it. After looking at it for a while,

I felt that this gesture was too abnormal, so I had to turn back.

It was at this time that he suddenly noticed something and came to ask the local county soldier standing guard in front of the hall: "General Yuan, why do you have a yellow flower in your ear?"

The team general was startled for a moment and seemed a little nervous, but he immediately saluted and smiled: "To be honest with you, Lord Commander, it is customary here to wear flowers in September, and there is also climbing... but I don't know where there are in Guanlong.

No?"

"Yes, yes." Dou Bing suddenly realized, smiled, and then turned back to the account.

Indeed there is.

Then, without him noticing at all, in just a moment, the team of generals turned aside and headed straight for the small gate of the military city leading to Baima Jin.

Not to mention Dou Bingku and other signals, but on the other side, after all, Zhou Juncheng is the oldest and is from Jiangdu. He really doesn’t want to get involved in this muddy water, but when the matter comes, he has to agree, but his subsequent actions are unavoidable and hesitant.

Following Li Tingwen's instructions, he came to the warehouse compound two streets away from the county government and issued an order to summon all the county officials to discuss the autumn grain plan. As soon as the order was issued, he gradually lost his composure and became somewhat unable to restrain himself.

... Suddenly, officials from all over the place gradually gathered, but Zhai Qian and Huang Junhan were not seen. The county magistrate's heart beat like a drum and he was worried.

For half a day, he was really helpless and could only carefully ask other officials who had come early: "Where is Zhai Facao? Where is Prisoner Huang? Why don't they two come?"

Not in front of Guanlong people, I still couldn't help but use the customary word Cao.

But no one answered for a while.

After a long pause, suddenly a tall figure flashed in from outside the door and asked from a distance: "Duke Zhou, did you just come to see Zhai Da?"

Hearing the voice, he knew Zhai Qian, and Zhou Weishi felt relieved, but thinking that Huang Junhan hadn't arrived yet, he suppressed his posture and continued to assume his usual posture, frowning and asked: "Zhai Facao, why are you here so late?"

"I'll tell you the truth, Lord County Magistrate." Zhai Qian came over proudly. The surrounding county officials were like waves, but they came directly to him and bowed their hands in salute. "I was just drinking and wearing flowers at home. I didn't have enough flowers. I waited a moment.

, wait until new flowers are delivered from outside the city, then dare to come here."

Zhou Juncheng followed the other person's words and naturally saw a small yellow flower tied with a hairband on the side of the other person's ear. He couldn't help but nodded: "I see, that's it... I know that this custom also exists in the south."

Next, it seems that all we have to do is wait until Huang Junhan comes again.

However, as Zhou Juncheng turned his gaze away from the yellow flower beside Zhai Qian's ear and continued to glance at the others, he suddenly froze on the spot, then became cold all over, and even trembled faintly.

Without him, almost all the low-grade officials in the courtyard wore a small yellow flower, but Zhou Weishi did not.

After pausing for a moment, Zhou Juncheng's hands trembled obviously. He walked forward cautiously, held the hands of Zhai Qian who looked strange in the afternoon sun, and then spoke sincerely:

"Zhai Facao, September is high and autumn is high, and yellow flowers are planted everywhere. How can I be the only one missing? But there are still flowers, one for each brother."
Chapter completed!