Chapter 471： return (1/2)

The latest website: The old man shook his head like a rattle. He couldn't stand it after standing for a while. He paced back and forth. Let the big brother who is anti-freezing bear the wind and snow.

Zhou Yong glanced at him, "If you don't experience wind and snow, you won't grow into a big tree, and you won't be able to make steel without being refined."

"I'm still young, I can bear it when I grow up!"

"You can't teach a child! You can't carve a dead wood! Come back, come back."

After reciting a sour poem, Zhou Yong waved to them and told Qingsong, "You can pick me up in the afternoon, or Ding Bo can come, remember that you'd rather be early than late."

Qingsong said with a smile: "You can rest assured, young master, you will not be allowed to stand too much."

"That's good, it's very cold, you all go back first, I'll go back and continue to stand."

In the evening, the wind was louder, whistling, the streets were empty, the hawkers all closed their stalls and went back, and there were not many pedestrians.

The weather was bad, and the people didn't like to stay outside, so they all went home early for dinner.

Zhou Yong has been listening with his ears perverted, his eyes staring, why is the bell on the tower still not ringing? Why hasn't Qingsong come yet?

He waited for a long time before he saw a carriage approaching quickly.

Overjoyed, this is his carriage, right? It's almost time?

I can finally get off work!

The other soldiers in the city were also happy. The carriages from Brother Zhou's family came to pick him up, so it was almost time.

The cold weather is too hard to bear. Today is finally coming to an end, the New Year is approaching, and the day of receiving the monthly salary is coming soon.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, in previous years, the imperial court will issue annual gifts according to official positions.

Although they were only guards at the city gate, they could also take two kilograms of rice noodles, one kilogram of pork, and half a piece of coarse cloth.

For their soldiers at the bottom, it is also an income. The court is still very human, and it is also due to the good weather in the past few years.

There is still a war in the south this year, so I don’t know if the annual ceremony will be reduced.

Watching Qingsong rushing to the front of the car, Zhou Yong grinned and asked expectantly, "Isn't it almost time?"

"The little man looked at the hourglass and set off two quarters ahead of time. The road was empty and there were no people. The carriage was going faster. The young master should have to wait for a while."

"Okay, then I'll wait, it's not too short of a while."

Zhou Yong stomped his feet in place, slowed down his stiff feet, and waited patiently for a while.

He jumped up happily until he heard the bell on the tower rang, "It's finally time."

He waved at the others, "I'll be back first, see you tomorrow."

After they finished speaking, they got on the carriage and got into the carriage to take off their armor.

This thing, cold, really uncomfortable to wear.

After taking off his armor, he put the cloak back on again, took the small quilt on the side, spread it over his knees, and held the hand warmer on the seat in his hand.

I thought to myself: these two must be prepared by my mother, my mother thought really thoughtful.

He was a little excited last night and couldn't sleep, but this morning he got up too early again, and he was a little drowsy now that the carriage was shaking.

In the car, the wind can't blow, and holding the hand warmer, my body is much warmer.

It is indeed a bit tiring to stand for a day, and it is okay to squint for a while.