"Is this the fairy's hip flask?"
"With such a big wine pot, the size of the god might be as tall as a house, right?"
"Sir, can I drink this wine in the future?"
Both Shuang Ling and Bai Lao were very curious about the Hundred Gods Pot that the young master had spent thousands of taels of silver on a sudden impulse.
Seeing that Shuang Ling was very curious, she seemed to want to reach out and touch her.
Seeing this, Zhuang Ming reached out and slapped the back of her hand.
"Don't move."
"Okay." Shuang Ling took it back, touched the back of the slapped hand, and pursed his lips.
"The so-called Hundred Gods Pot is actually a poison." Zhuang Ming pondered for a moment, but still explained: "The images of the hundreds of gods on it are not actually carvings of gods. They are the incarnations of poisons. They are full of highly toxic substances, and sometimes they will evaporate from the pot. Poison oozes from the gap between the lid and the body of the pot. Not to mention dying if you drink it, even if you touch the venom, you will hardly survive."
With that said, Zhuang Ming added: "Just now I saw the people in Anzhuang carrying it, and they were all cautious, with fear in their eyes. It was obvious that they had suffered a big loss. Remember to tell me to move this thing back to Qianlong Villa and remove it. No one else except Yang Yin Ming is allowed to touch it."
When Shuang Ling heard this, his face turned pale and he quickly retreated.
Bai Lao was surprised and said: "Isn't this some magical wine?"
Zhuang Ming smiled and said: "It's just a gimmick. If it really is some kind of fairy wine, would An Zhuang be willing to release it?"
Shuang Ling seemed to understand but nodded.
Bai Laoze pondered, what does the young master want this poison for?
But there are some words that are difficult to ask, so they are kept in the bottom of my heart.
Since it cost thousands of taels of silver to buy such a poisonous thing, the young master naturally has his uses.
——
The journey took about three to five miles.
The carriage stopped.
Shuang Ling and Bai Lao both looked puzzled.
Zhuang Ming had already seen the person in front of him through Yin Ming, who was driving the chariot and horse.
Those were people from Zhuang's Trading Company, coming at a high speed.
"Sir." The man approached, got off his horse, and saluted.
"Come here." Zhuang Ming stretched out his hand to open the car curtain and said, "I remember you. You worked under Lu He. I remember your name is Liu Quan, and your kung fu is not bad."
"The villain is none other than Liu Quan." Liu Quan was quite surprised when he heard that the young master actually remembered him, and hurriedly said: "The villain was sent by Mr. Lu to come to Huaibei to deliver a letter to the young master."
"Send it up."
Zhuang Ming took the letter, glanced at it, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
This is Lu He's handwriting.
There are not many words in the letter.
There are only sixteen characters.
Although there was an accident, it has been settled, and the master's order has generally been fulfilled.
"Very good." Zhuang Ming put away the letter, looked at Liu Quan, and said, "Does Lu He have anything else to tell you?"
"Just sending letters, nothing else." Liu Quan responded.
"In that case, you can follow us and go back together." Zhuang Ming nodded and said.
"Yes, young master." Liu Quandao.
"Let's go."
Zhuang Ming lowered the car curtain and slowly exhaled.
Such a letter came from Lu He, and it seemed that the overall situation was decided.
However, Song Tianyuan's strategy was not to defeat Zhuang's trading company overnight, so for Zhuang Ming, Song Tianyuan's arrangement could not be cleared overnight, and it would take several more days to follow up.
But the situation has been settled by him.
The Song family in Xuancheng could not stand up.
Even Song Tianyuan was powerless.
But Zhuang Ming didn't intend to end it there.
"Drive slower."
Zhuang Ming said calmly: "Wait a moment."
Shuang Ling asked cautiously: "Who are you waiting for?"
Zhuang Ming said softly: "Song Tianyuan."
——
After a stick of incense.
The carriage stopped again.
"Sir, there is someone blocking the road ahead." Liu Quan said solemnly.
"As expected." Zhuang Ming responded.
"Are they from Song Tianyuan?" Bai Lao asked.
"It's him." Zhuang Ming said: "Since his people are blocking the road, Song Tianyuan must be catching up soon."
"Why would the people in Anzhuang let him out?" Shuang Ling couldn't help but ask.
"Of course there are other ways." Zhuang Ming smiled.
"Master, what should we do now?" Liu Quan hesitated and said, "Treat them as robbers blocking the road and kill them?"
"Not urgent."
Zhuang Ming smiled slightly.
On this trip, including Yin Ming, there were seven guards. Including Liu Quan later, there were eight people.
But the number of people on the other side was a full eighteen.
The reason Liu Quan was confident that he could kill them was because Yin Ming was here.
Qian Yang and Yin Ming are now recognized as master-level experts in the martial arts world.
A master of martial arts, one can fight a hundred.
——
Outside the dark village.
Song Tianyuan looked gloomy and walked out slowly with his guards.
There are already his men outside, waiting here with their horses ready.
"Master."
"Has anyone stopped me?"
"Song Liang has already gone to intercept him. The other party is not far away and he is riding a carriage. He will definitely be able to intercept him."
"Mount."
Song Tianyuan got on his horse quickly and neatly.
There was murder in his eyes and he was truly angry.
The dark village suffered a small loss, but it was still relatively small.
But all outside plans failed and fell into the hands of Zhuang Ming.
This is the biggest loss he has ever suffered in his life!
——
Above officialdom.
The two groups of men and horses faced off for a long time.
There were eighteen men in blue shirts holding weapons in front of them. They were all masked and blocking the road, but they were extremely fearful.
But here, the two carriages have all stopped.
Liu Quan led six guards and blocked the front line with murderous intent, but was eager to make a move.
The eighteen people blocking the road were actually a little scared.
On the other hand, there are fewer people here, and they are full of murderous intent.
The mentality of the people on both sides seems to have been reversed.
From time to time, eyes would fall on the person driving the carriage.
Yin Ming is of medium build, wearing a green shirt with white stripes, and has a cold expression and says nothing.
This is the confidence of Liu Quan and others, and the basis of the other party's fear.
At this moment, Yin Ming suddenly got off the carriage.
The atmosphere in the venue suddenly changed.
The eighteen people on the other side all drew their swords out of their sheaths, with a hint of fear in their eyes.
Liu Quan and others thought that Yin Ming was ready to take action, so they immediately showed joy and were ready to go.
Yin Mingze just glanced at it and ignored it. Instead, he walked to the carriage behind him and took out a wooden chair from the carriage with wheels.
"It's almost done, let's go down first."
Zhuang Ming sat in the car, closing his eyes slightly, as if waiting for something. After a while, he heard him say this out loud.
Shuang Lingman supported him, avoided the Hundred Gods Pot, and got off the carriage.
As for Yin Ming, he has placed his wheelchair next to the carriage.
When Zhuang Ming sat down in the wheelchair.
The sound of horse hooves came from behind.
There were more than twenty riders, and they were coming very fast.
Wherever the horse's hooves passed, it kicked up billowing dust.
"Young Master, this is Song Tianyuan." Shuang Ling said softly.
"It's not too late." Zhuang Ming chuckled.
"First we sent people to block the way, and now they are chasing us from behind, and we are surrounding them from behind. I'm afraid the attackers are evil." Bai Lao said with a slight worry.
Chapter completed!