high official

Chapter 417 Bald Head
"I'm the first to shave!"

Wang Xian did what he said, handed Gu Xiaolian the razor Shunlai, sat in front of the fire, and closed his eyes.

"Officer, do you really want to shave?" Gu Xiaolian asked.

"Shave!" Wang Xian said in a deep voice, although he was full of expectations for the haircut, but in order not to look too different, he still put on a tangled expression.

"Then I really shaved..." Gu Xiaolian whispered.

"En." Wang Xian nodded, and then Gu Xiaolian carefully lowered the knife, scraped off a lock of his hair, and carefully put it on his arm.As the scrapes were scraped off, the hair on Wang Xian's head became less and less, and he finally experienced a long-lost feeling of comfort...

'It's really cool...' Contrary to what everyone imagined, Wang Xian's mood at the moment is a joy...For him, the biggest discomfort in being a human being in the reincarnation, apart from having no electricity and being unable to access the Internet, is this. Long flowing hair.It is not popular to shave one's head in this day and age. It is said that 'skin and hair should not be damaged by parents', so since he was a child, he has never shaved his head except for trimming the edges and corners.With long hair coiled on the top of his head, how uncomfortable it is, especially when he is not at home and cannot wash his hair regularly. It is like covering prickly heat in summer and raising lice in winter. He has long wanted to shave his head!

This time I can finally come here in a legitimate way, so why not feel bad?

After a while, a shiny bald head was born. Wang Xian stroked his bald head, not to mention the comfort in his heart.On the contrary, it was Gu Xiaolian who had tears in her eyes, as if her hair had been shaved...

"Don't cry, I'm really not sad, it's so comfortable." Wang Xian smiled and comforted Miss Lian, and then said to the others: "What are you dawdling about?"

Seeing that the imperial envoys had all shaved their heads, General Song had nothing to say, and sat down by the fire, crying, "Xian'er, be gentle..."

"It's a good idea, shave it off yourself." Gu Xiaolian ignored him, and just threw the razor to him, and the tip of the knife almost pierced General Song's head.Song Jun caught it in a hurry, mumbled 'girls are extroverted', raised a knife and scraped off his hair, and said in tears, "Father, mother, my son is not filial..."

The reason why they pretended to be monks and ventured into the city was because of the news from Xianyun... After Wu Wei settled down in the Lama Temple, he used the method of flying pigeons to send letters to the contact point in the neighboring county to inform their location and situation.After that, I hid in the abandoned brick kiln under the Lama Temple for a few days, and finally waited for the young master Xianyun who had passed through layers of blockades... Although the King Jin army surrounded Wutai County impenetrably, the young master Xianyun who was superb in lightness kung fu... , can still be touched without anyone noticing.

Xianyun introduced the situation there to Wang Xian, and told Wang Xian about Yang Rong's arrangement, and finally took out two copies of the certificate and said: "Is there too much? Let's see what to do."

"You don't need to have them all," Wang Xian said with a smile: "You should be your Wudang Mountain, and you can send out certificates casually? Even if this is Wutai Mountain, there are not many people in every temple with certificates, and most of them are black households."

"Then I'm relieved." Xianyun looked at Wang Xian, and suddenly couldn't help laughing and said, "I don't know if your head is round or not?"

"What do you mean?"

"If you have a round head, it's more suitable to shave your head." Young Master Xianyun chuckled and said, "Speaking seriously, do you want me to protect you in secret, or go with you?"

"Let's follow in secret." Wang Xianbai glanced at him and said, "But if we get caught when we reveal our secrets, you must not be impulsive, and hurry to Datong for help, remember to remember."

"I see." Xianyun nodded and disappeared into the snowstorm...

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After the meal, all the men became bald, even the unconscious Zhang Wu was no exception.Then he began to change into monk clothes... The monk clothes were yellow on the inside and red on the outside. After putting them on, he turned out to be a lively lama. Wang Xian said proudly, "It's a good thing we are pretending to be a yellow sect, otherwise we would have scars on our heads."

Song Zhong and Liu Zijin couldn't laugh, the former muffled, "Can you do this move? Don't fall into a trap."

"Don't worry, you can stay here." Wang Xian said with a smile: "Maybe it's better than us messing around."

"I'll follow along..." General Song shrank his neck, curled up beside the fire and said nothing.

Wang Xian looked at Gu Xiaolian, sighed and said, "It's you, can you get away with it tomorrow?"

"Officials, don't worry." Gu Xiaolian narrowed her eyes and smiled, although her face was gray and black, she could still make people feel the sweetness of her smile.

That night, several people were tossing and turning, some were worried about their hair, while others were worried about whether they would be able to pass the test tomorrow.Wang Xian was fine, fell asleep quite early, and soon fell asleep, until he felt someone scratching his nose with hair, and then sneezed loudly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a little novice Look at yourself through the circle of your eyes.

"Who are you?" Wang Xian was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly said: "Xiao Lian, you also shaved your head?"

"Don't laugh..." Gu Xiaolian poked him pitifully, and said in a low voice, "I'll be bald with the officials." As she spoke, she worried, "Aren't you so ugly?"

"Well, it's so beautiful, it's definitely the most beautiful in the world..." Wang Xian smiled and said, "Little nun."

"Officials just like to make fun of my slaves..." Gu Xiaolian twisted her delicate body for a while, then held out a wig like a treasure and said, "This is made of official hair. It's better to use wigs if you don't pretend to be a monk." other people's strength."

"Xiao Lian is still careful." Wang Xian buttoned the wig on his head, feeling very appropriate.

"I made one myself." Gu Xiaolian also put a wig on her head and said with a smile.

"Xian'er, do you have mine?" Song Zhongtian asked with a straight face.

"No." Gu Xiaolian gave him a white look and said, "You do it yourself!"

"Who said that a daughter is a little padded jacket for parents..." Song Zhong sighed again depressed.

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Cut the leftover steamed buns from last night into slices and bake them golden on the fire. This is everyone's breakfast.After eating, the people dressed as lamas left the abandoned brick kiln, swaggered down the mountain, and headed towards the county town...

It was a rare sunny day, but the white and miserable sun was hanging in the sky, making people feel no warmth at all. On the way to the county, from time to time, teams of heavily armed soldiers walked by, and there were fixed sentry posts, checking Everyone who passed by, the atmosphere was extremely chilling.

Wutai County has been under martial law for some time. The common people are timid and fearful, and they all hide at home, and they don’t go out if they can’t go out. Therefore, apart from the officers and soldiers, there are few pedestrians on the road. Wang Xian and the lamas are very special garish.

Not long after walking on the road, a pair of officers and soldiers stopped them and questioned them, "What are you doing?"

"We are lamas." General Song said, taking off his leather hat, revealing a bald head.

"I know you are lamas!" The officers and soldiers thought that this was not nonsense, and said in a rough voice: "It's freezing cold, why are you carrying someone there? I don't know that martial law is in place now!"

"My nephew is suffering from a sudden illness," Song Zhong said anxiously, "I have to go to the city to seek medical treatment. It's hard to travel in this snow-covered mountain. We walked down from Mount Wutai carrying our hands on our shoulders. Please do yourselves, gentlemen." Alright, lend us a carriage." Seeing the other party's incredulous expression, he said in a low voice, "You can sell us one, or my nephew will freeze to death if he can't reach the county seat!"

Several officers and soldiers looked at each other, stretched out their hands and said, "Do you have a certificate?"

"Bring it with you." Song Zhong hurriedly took out the yellow-covered certificate from his arms, handed it to the officers and soldiers, and said, "We are the great lama of the Shala Temple in Wutai Mountain. Come and offer incense when you have time. The incense in our temple is very good." It works."

"Ahem..." A little novice behind him coughed and complained, "Master, please stop talking a few words, you will almost lose the face of our Sera Monastery."

"You child is really not in charge of the family and you don't know how expensive the firewood is." Song Zhong glared at him and said, "There are so many people in the temple, food, clothing and housing, so you can't spend money like that, and if you don't earn money, it's not all on those idiots... ...Oh no, on the believers?"

The officers and soldiers heard it funny, and the headed general flag opened the ultimatum, and saw a treasure note with a face value of 1 taels lying inside... Although the depreciation of the treasure note is outrageous, but this [-]% new ten thousand taels treasure note, It can still be exchanged for a dozen taels of silver.Zongqi smiled knowingly, put the treasure into his sleeve, and returned the certificate to Song Zhong. His movements were smooth and smooth, and he asked kindly, "Do you still want to buy a car?"

"Buy, of course." Song Zhong nodded vigorously and said, "How much?"

"Because you are going to save people, I will give you a little bit cheaper, 50 taels of silver." The general flag read it for the sake of ten thousand taels of treasure, and no lion opened his mouth... In fact, carts are requisitioned anyway, no How much is too much for Ben's business?

"50 taels? Robbing money?" Song Zhong said with wide-eyed eyes.

"If you want love, don't leave!" Zong Qi said.

"Then how about we rent it?" Song Zhong said.

"If you rent it, it's 30 taels." Zong Qixiang thought.

"It's so dark..."

"Love Zuzu, don't rent!"

"It's cheap..." Song Zhong opened his posture and began to haggle the price. He finally reached 20 taels, but he was still not satisfied... Still he was stopped by the nephews behind him and said, "Uncle, if you continue to dawdle Senior brother is going to pass away soon." Then he withdrew his soldiers, took out two ingots of silver from his bosom and said, "We don't care about sending them back to you."

"So who, you go with them," Zongqi randomly assigned a soldier and said, "Push the cart back when you get to the field."

"Hey..." The soldier was extremely depressed, thinking that it was a good thing, why can't he think of me?
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All the lamas put Zhang Wu on the cart and covered him with quilts. The chief flag watched from the side, saw Zhang Wu's face was gray and delirious, and he looked seriously ill, so he asked casually. : "What disease does he have?"

"If you know, do you still need to go see it?" Song Zhong sighed: "He is very sick. When he gets sick, he doesn't recognize his relatives. He tears and bites. When he doesn't get sick, he just passes out like this..."

(End of this chapter)