Li Lingjian, Xie Lingjiang, land pressure;

Zhen Shuyuan, Ye Wei favored, Pei Shisan Niang ... all left.

People go to the courtyard.

There are only the Confucian shirt youth and the figure of the blue clothes in the courtyard.

The red signing paper in his hand has been opened, Ouyang Rong lowered his head, and he couldn't see his expression.

Yan Liulang saw that Mingfu silently signed the paper, and the movement in the income sleeve.

The blue clothes took a few steps forward, sitting down on the last step of the courtyard door, holding a waist knife, sitting right, facing Ouyang Rong, waiting quietly.

Ouyang Rong asked:

"Don't want to be promoted?"

Yan Liulang thought for a while, answered truthfully:

"Think, but not happy, Mingfu, just left Puyang and ran to God's capital.

"Where is not happy?"

Yan Liulang said with boldness and said, "It's not likely! Just like the embarrassment, it's really unhappy, and I have a tone in my heart."

He reached out and touched his waist, didn't touch the wine, and didn't have time to touch the fish to drink today, so he had to do it, but the words were hard to hold it, and the brain poured out:

"Mingfu, humble duty is different from people like you. There is no great ambition. It is very good for face, and it is easy to use it. It is a bit chivalrous. My father said me before.

Unconvinced.

"He said that a kid like me went to the rivers and lakes, and the eight achievements were the life of cannon fodder. I had to beat the gates in the small county for a few years.

This ancestral county's county fertilizer was passed down.

"But all of this, since you met Mingfu in Longcheng, you have become different."

Yan Liulang squeezed the chest fabric of the officer's uniform, grinned, and revealed a row of large white teeth:

"I became a Judicial joining the army in Jiangzhou and placed in the small neighborhood of Longcheng. It is the top and top official.

The neighbors of the neighborhood boasted that I had a good chance. The older sisters also said that I had a good picture of Fu Xing. Dad smoked a few sips of dry cigarettes and squatted at the door and stared at me.

Dry.

"But Mingfu, the exaggeration of others, I may still have a dark fart in my heart, but when I heard my father's words, I saw his white hair that was difficult to cover. Although I was much larger than him, I

In fact, there was no face pleasure in my heart, but at that moment, I suddenly realized that what Dad was really right at first, really his mother is right!

"It is a hairy boy, that is, the life of the cannon fodder. It is nothing more than the difference between cannon fodder or small cannon fodder. It is nothing more than time. Dad is right, but I don’t intend to change it.

, Not much frustration.

"Go to his mother's sadness!"

Yan Liulang's palm patted the gray on the official suit, pointing to the outside of the yard:

"Mingfu, I, Yan Liulang, Jiangzhou Judicial joining the army, but today I watched the fake water thieves raised by the dogs to seize the ferry, drive away the people, burn the official department, and ignore the king's law!

Get it! Destroyed the bustling and lively people's long streets!

"I, Yan Liulang, have little education. I don't have the talent and knowledge of a literary star like Ming Fu, nor do I have the forbearance of a high-ranking nobleman like the prince. I don't understand the overall situation of the court. I am fighting against the imperial guards and the emperor's heart is unpredictable!"

The blue-robed catcher wiped his face hard, held his neck high and said:

"I only know that there is a group of sons of bitches running around in my territory, acting with impunity! I only know that there is a group of people from the capital of God, and a group of people who claim to be from Tiannanjianghu,

Putting us in the river

Zhou Datong is like a stinky brothel. If you want to go in, you can go in, and if you want to be thrown away, you can leave it. I don’t care what happens to the people in the city! I only know that they are all a bunch of sons of bitches. If they are left to bite dogs, they are not good things. They all owe

Hold!"

Ouyang Rong looked at him.

Yan Liulang calmed down for a while and asked seriously:

"Does the Ming Mansion feel like this today? I heard from Chen You that you came back from the Xunyang Grottoes...are you completely disappointed there?"

Ouyang Rong didn't answer, but looked at the empty yard. There was a lonely swing in the southeast corner, swaying in the wind.

Yan Liulang's voice came:

"Mingfu, I said these words when I went to Pei Shisanniang's yard to gather before. I didn't want to leave at that time, and I knew that Mingfu definitely didn't want to leave either. I knew what Mingfu was like, and I couldn't hold back

With this tone in my heart, there will only be more in Mingfu, not less. The incident of the embroidered lady is actually just an introduction. Coming back to calmly arrange for the departure of King Xunyang and his family is just out of the Mingfu's sense of responsibility.

Just bear with it.”

Ouyang Rong suddenly stood up and walked outside Yinbingzhai. When he passed by Yan Liulang, he said:

"Take the sword case and follow me."

Yan Liulang immediately cheered up, put his sword on his shoulder, picked up the sword case, and immediately followed, staring at Ouyang Rong's slender back.

It's like a late-night traveler on the sea who sees a lighthouse.

The two of them passed through the quiet corridor. Yan Liulang hugged the sword box tightly. He looked around on the way and saw the empty courtyard with people. He murmured with emotion:

"Mingfu, we are the only ones left."

Ouyang Rong suddenly turned around:

"Isn't two people too many?"

The tone was very serious.

Yan Liulang was startled for a moment, then raised his hand to wipe his face, nodded heavily, and smiled brightly:

"many!"

After a pause, he didn't know what he thought of. He sniffed and turned away:

"It's just that I thought of the time when I was in Longcheng. On the day when the Liu family was destroyed, my father and fellow villagers were all there. It was really passionate and generous at that time, and there were people around me...Brother Ah Shan was also there at that time, but...he rushed

It’s too fast, let’s go first.”

The blue-robed catcher muttered something he repeated countless times: "It would be great if Brother Ah Shan was still here."

The young man in Confucian shirt paused and continued to move forward.

Yan Liulang saw Ming Fu put his hand into his sleeve, took out a bronze mask, slowly stuffed it back, looked forward, and said softly:

"He's here."

The two came to the door of the Huaiye Lane mansion, and a familiar maroon horse parked outside, pulling a carriage.

This is the car that Dongmei and Ouyang Rong often ride in Xunyang City in the past two years.

The groom Ali was gone. Ouyang Rong ordered him to leave with Zhen Shuyuan, Ye Weila and other female family members, but thoughtfully left the carriage and Dongmei behind.

Just like countless times in the past, Ouyang Rong climbed into the carriage familiarly and sat down in his original position. He took the Mohist sword box from Liu Lang's hand and placed it on his lap.

What has changed is that this time Yan Liulang acted as the driver and drove the horse himself.

"Mingfu, where are we going?"

"Jiangzhou Lobby."

The man in blue raised his whip and with a sound of "oo", the carriage moved forward and entered the long lonely street outside.

Yan Liulang whipped his horsewhip, turned around and said cheerfully to himself:

"Mingfu, I really want to tell my dad that I can stay with Mingfu, even if I continue to be cannon fodder, it's so damn satisfying, and it's really worth it!"

Ouyang Rong's calm voice came from behind the car curtain:

"Remember, you are not cannon fodder, and I am not cannon fodder. No one is cannon fodder. The people who invented the word cannon fodder to stigmatize us are the same kind of people as the group of Xiao Xiaoxiao who played a game in Xunyang today."

"color!"

Yan Liulang was startled for a moment, nodded his head heavily, and walked away with his whip raised.

The carriage drove along the main road of Xunyang City towards Jiangzhou Hall.

The main road is close to the river. The sky is clear today and the river breeze is refreshing. In this kind of weather, the long street in the past must have been very prosperous and there was an endless flow of business.

But today, it was a mess and lonely place, with no people in sight, and only the occasional carriages of fleeing wealthy families passing by. Most of these carriages came from Xiu Shuifang.

At this moment, in Xunyang City, those who have the ability to leave the city are all powerful and wealthy people. They are also well-informed and know that the situation today is not good. Even the Xunyang Palace was burned down by a fire. Most of the powerful people are aware of current affairs.

Smart people will not place all their bets on the power of the imperial court at Jiangzhou Hall or Xunyang Grottoes. If they can, they will run away from the city and observe the situation first.

As for the martial law order from the young governor?

It's going to rain and my mother wants to get married. There's nothing that can be done to stop her.

The city is closed under martial law for the purpose of maintaining stability. At the same time, there are indeed dangers outside the city. This is a collective interest.

However, some rich people and nobles are completely indifferent to these things.

They have a special way to sneak out, and they believe they can escape after leaving the city.

Of course, Jiangzhou Hall knew about the movements of these people, and Yan Liulang gritted his teeth, but he couldn't stop them, and now was not the time to deal with them.
To be continued...