Chapter 89 Qingdong youth is shocked, Xiao Xiangye's training is really good!
On the official road to the south of Yanchuan City.
Zhao Cheng wore a pure blue shirt with large sleeves, while Yang Taozhi and Zhao Wu both wore black narrow sleeves, traveling in a low-key manner.
The three of them were holding a horse each, and only Zhao Wu was carrying a backpack. He arched his back and caught up with Zhao Cheng and said, "Master, this bag is quite heavy. What's in it?"
"Daily necessities." Zhao Cheng said casually, admiring the scenery along the way.
"Master, this is not your style. Don't you usually travel simply? You buy clothes wherever you go and throw them away after wearing them?"
"What's inside is not clothes. It's the calligraphy books of Daxia Jin and Mr. Pu, as well as Filia Chen's hand-drawn books."
“You call these daily necessities??”
Zhao Wu widened his eyes and said, "Let's go to Lingshan, what are we going to do with these things?"
"You know what the heck, sometimes these things are more useful than gold!"
Since bribing Li Shu with Filia Chen's hand-drawn books, Zhao Cheng has a new understanding of these calligraphy and paintings.
It’s simply hard currency!
When Zhao Cheng and Zhao Wu were talking, Carambola suddenly jumped up on the branch, then jumped up and grabbed a homing pigeon.
After reading the content sent by the carrier pigeon, Yang Taozhi said: "The Su family is gone."
Zhao Cheng was not surprised and asked: "Is Su Wansan dead?"
"No, the whole Su family is on their way to Changsui."
"Who is here to arrest Su Wansan?"
"He Yin."
Only then did Zhao Cheng's expression change, and he muttered: "It seems that Su Wansan will not survive to Changsui."
"Why, Master?" Zhao Wu asked.
Zhao Cheng stroked the horse's mane and continued walking forward.
Seeing that Zhao Cheng didn't answer, Zhao Wu was a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and said with a smile: "Our master is still powerful. He brought down the Su family without even using a single soldier, and he can still stay out of it!"
"Bull!" Zhao Wu gave a thumbs up.
Zhao Cheng didn't feel too bad. He always had a plan before doing anything and made sure that the results of the plan would most likely not deviate before he started taking action.
Before time travel, he was this kind of person, but he was born in an ordinary family and had no resources around him to realize his plan.
After traveling through time, he became the Young Prime Minister of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and Zhao Huan, a father who was good at strategizing and making decisions before taking action.
His character was originally similar to Zhao Huan's, but after being influenced by what he heard and saw, he became even more similar.
No one is born great.
With a lot of resources and Zhao Huan's guidance, the time traveler Zhao Cheng grew into the young prime minister Zhao Cheng.
Zhao Wu smiled and said: "After you find the right prime minister, if you tell Mr. Lian about this, Mr. Lian will definitely praise you very much!"
"Okay, don't take pictures anymore, just do what you want."
Zhao Cheng pressed the back of Zhao Wu's head, looked at Yang Taozhi, and asked, "Is there any other news?"
Yang Taozhi said: "There is no important news. Xiao Luomu's people went to Yanchuan to send a message, saying that he will greet you grandly at the north gate of Qingdong City."
"What's wrong with learning? Just learn from Xu An!"
Zhao Cheng curled his lips, saw a fork in the road ahead, stopped and asked: "How to go?"
Yang Taozhi said: "Going left is the direction of Qingdong City, and going straight is the direction of Hannan City."
Zhao Cheng asked: "Where is Lingshan?"
Yang Taozhi didn't think much and said: "Lingshan is between Qingdong and Hannan. The shortest road...go straight."
Zhao Cheng walked forward and said, "Let's go then."
Yang Taozhi followed, but Zhao Wu was stunned for a moment and asked: "Xiao Luomu is still waiting, why don't you go to Qingdong City?"
"It's important to find the old man. Let's go to Lingshan first."
Zhao Cheng turned around and took off the bag behind Zhao Wu and said: "Go to Qingdong City and tell Xiao Luomu, so that he won't wait in vain."
…
Qingdong City.
The sun sets in the west.
Xiao Luomu stood under the city gate, followed by more than a hundred young men in rich and colorful clothes. On both sides, there were two rows of orioles, as well as bands holding various musical instruments and dancers in costumes.
People holding banners high in the crowd.
"Warmly welcome the young prime minister to come to Qingdong City for inspection!"
"Welcome the leader of the Four Young Masters of Yanchuan to guide the youth of Qingdong!"
"We gather together by fate and join hands in the future. If Zhao Cheng doesn't come, there will be no future!"
"..."
Xiao Luomu looked into the distance, but didn't see the person he wanted to see. He raised his head and glanced at the sunset in the sky, feeling worried.
He and the people behind him have been waiting for more than an hour. Some people's legs have become numb and they secretly sit on the ground to rest.
A man next to Xiao Luomu asked: "It's almost dark, are you here yet?"
This man looked similar to Xiao Luomu, but his face was more angular and there was a scar on his neck.
"Coming soon, brother."
Xiao Luomu said: "In terms of time, it's about this time. Maybe we were delayed for a while on the way."
Xiao Luofeng, wearing light armor, looked out of place among Xiao Luomu and others. He said with some displeasure: "You can just pick up your friend. Why do you have to drag me along? I am a member of the city after all."
Lieutenant, what are you talking about!"
"Brother, I called you here just because you are the city guard. He is the eldest son of the right prime minister, the junior prime minister!"
"So what? I, Xiao Luofeng, was shot with a real sword and a real gun."
Xiao Luofeng pointed to the wound on his neck and said solemnly: "I don't cling to anyone!"
"I didn't say you were clinging to powerful people!" Xiao Luomu grabbed Xiao Luofeng's arm and said with a smile: "This person is very important to me, brother, so I will treat him as helping me!"
Another man with a kind face next to Xiao Luomu smiled and said: "Not long ago, the right prime minister killed the Yedan people to a bloody head, and the junior prime minister killed the spies of the Southern Zhou Dynasty in Yanchuan City. They are a heroic father and son.
It’s worthy of Lord Lieutenant’s special attention!”
Xiao Luomu said quickly: "Yes, yes, Chen Shucheng is absolutely right!"
"Hmph!" Xiao Luofeng shook Xiao Luomu's hand away and looked forward: "Am I not coming?"
"I'm just afraid he won't come!"
Ta da da! Ta da da!!
Hearing the sound of a galloping horse, Xiao Luomu immediately looked forward and saw a horse riding Juechen in the rolling yellow sand.
After a closer look, Xiao Luomu recognized Zhao Wu and quickly waved and shouted: "Here! Here!!"
"I'm coming!"
Xiao Luomu excitedly said to Xiao Luofeng and Chen Hai: "This person is the personal guard of the young prime minister, the person whom the young prime minister trusts the most!"
Chen Hai looked at it with his head open and asked: "Why is he the only one?"
Xiao Luomu said: "Maybe he came to report the news first..."
Zhao Wu suddenly stopped fifty steps in front of Xiao Luomu, then dismounted and trotted over.
Seeing how hard Zhao Wu was running, Xiao Luomu whispered: "Look, look at this man, a big man is so polite!"
"You can dismount in fifty steps. The little prime minister has trained you so well!!"
Zhao Wu stopped in front of Xiao Luomu, pressed his hands on his knees, and said breathlessly: "I'm afraid that I won't be able to make it before dark. I haven't rested along the way. The horse really can't run! Little Shang Ye
Please let me take it easy first! Take it easy..."
Xiao Luomu: "..."
Xiao Luofeng: "..."
Chen Hai: "..."
Chen Hai muttered secretly: "It turns out that the horse is tired. Where are the etiquette promised?"
After Zhao Wu took a breath, he raised his head and looked forward, and was immediately confused by the crowd of people watching.
As long as I can remember, I have never been stared at by so many people at the same time!
Especially when his eyes fell on those banners...
Inspection!
Guidance work!
If Zhao Cheng doesn’t come, there will be no future!
Even though Zhao Cheng often said that Zhao Wu had no brain, Zhao Wu also instinctively felt a tightness somewhere in his body!!
I'll be a good boy!
What is Mr. Shang doing?
Fortunately, the master didn’t come!
If it comes, with the master’s temperament...
They will probably chop Xiao Luomu down to prove his innocence?!
