"Fourth Young Master, Fourth Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Chunhua stopped the carriage in a hurry, lifted the curtain and looked inside.

"fine."

Lu Xiangge turned to look in the direction where the young man was escaping, and several men with knives followed him into the alley.

"Let's go to Wende Bridge from the front road."

"Wende Bridge?"

Chunhua had doubts in her mind, but she didn't say much and drove the carriage to Wende Bridge from another road without hesitation.

At the other end of the alley that the boy ran past just now is Wende Bridge.

Lu Xiuge wanted to see if the young man had run away.

If he hadn't run away, she could have seen him being caught in the past, and she could have a good look at that face and why it was so familiar.

The young man's feet were fast and he quickly ran through the alleys to avoid people and reached Wende Bridge.

He was quite familiar with the capital and knew that the Wende Bridge was the Qinhuai River. As long as he jumped into the river and swam across the Qinhuai River to the other side, those poor men would not be able to catch up with him.

The sleeve in the young man's hand was cut open by a sharp blade, and red blood stained most of the sleeve.

The blood has solidified into ice, and under the sunlight, the bright red ice shards are so dazzling that it makes people palpitate.

The young man ran towards Wende Bridge fearlessly, the wind whistling in his ears, and the stone road under his feet was cold and hard.

Run, run faster, as long as I run fast enough, no one will ever be able to catch up with me.

He seemed to be back five years ago.

Dad said, run quickly. As long as you run fast, the bad guys can't catch you.

He ran really fast, very fast, and the bad guys really didn't catch up with him.

But the bad guys didn't catch up with him, but he lost his sister.

His sister was still so young, and he actually lost her.

The boy in the carriage just now had a pair of almond eyes exactly like his sister's. But the look he looked at him was unfamiliar and hesitant. It was not his sister's look.

He lost his sister.

In that big mountain, he left his sister behind and went back to find his father, only to find a pile of bones torn apart by wild wolves.

When he buried his father's body and went back, even his sister was gone.

In the past few years, he has been wandering around, trying to find his sister, but he never found her again.

The boy ran faster and faster, and the raging blood in his chest seemed to be ignited, making him want to roar and scream.

Before the bunch of useless officials came out of the alley, the young man was about to rush to Wende Bridge.

A carriage appeared at the other end of the Wende Bridge. It was a familiar carriage. When the curtain was lifted, you could see the almond-eyed boy sitting firmly in the carriage.

I just saw a boy who has exactly the same eyes as his sister.

The young man paused and the carriage passed by him.

The raised car curtain fell, and the people in the car were blocked, as well as those eyes, the same pair of eyes that haunted me in dreams.

The wheel seemed to have hit a stone, and the whole carriage shook slightly.

Chunhua's men hesitated a little, then heard the fourth young master's faint voice coming from the carriage: "Chunhua, go quickly, don't get into trouble."

Someone's voice came from the alley not far away, and you could hear it vaguely. Don't run, catch his voice.

Chunhua drove forward without hesitation, although he knew that this direction was not the direction home at all.

But he would do whatever the master told him to do.

The carriage passed by the Wende Bridge, and several officers with swords ran out of the alley in a menacing manner.

In addition to the Qinhuai River, the Wende Bridge is filled with residents on the roadside.

On the entire road, except for a passing carriage, there was not even a pedestrian.

The sun sets little by little.

The winter sun is not strong, and it shines on the ordinary carriage without any markings, which shows that it is not a wealthy family in Beijing.

The carriages at home of those high-ranking officials and dignitaries in Beijing are all marked.

They are very different from each other, but they remember all the signs correctly.

You must know that they walk around the capital all day long. If they are not careful, they may offend someone who cannot afford to offend.

Princes and grandsons cannot afford to offend high-ranking officials, and they cannot afford to offend even their own slaves.

The carriage rattled and the bluestone road was swept clean every day, leaving not even a drop of suspicious blood stains.

When the carriage passed by several officials, before Chunhua had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard someone shouting: "Stop the carriage in front."

Chunhua turned around: "Four Young Masters?"

Lu Sheige raised the car curtain: "Stop on the side of the road, don't block the road, and listen to the driver."

The carriage stopped steadily on one side. When several servants gathered around, Lu Xiage straightened his clothes before getting out of the car.

After getting off the carriage, Lu Sheige stood quietly beside the carriage: "What are you doing, gentlemen?"

A policeman with a knife stepped forward and asked in a deep voice: "Did you see a court suspect running out of this alley just now?"

Lu Sheige shook his head and replied firmly: "No."

The young man in front of him was wearing an extremely ordinary cotton robe, but he had handsome features and the jade pendant on his waist gave off a warm luster in the sunlight.

Looking at the folding fan in his hand, although it has not been opened, the wood of the folding fan is deep and moist, which is not ordinary at first glance. There is a faint fragrance in the air, light and elegant. In this winter, only those wealthy young men like to incense.

Fragrance, like arty style, carry a folding fan with you.

Look at the coachman driving the coach next to him. He also wears cotton clothes and pants, has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and has a strong body. The hand holding the riding crop can be vaguely seen with thick calluses, which shows that he is a skilled man. At this moment, the coachman stood beside Lu Sheige with his head lowered and his hands lowered.

He said nothing and was very polite.

The leading officer couldn't figure out what the young man in front of him was for a moment, so he could only ask politely: "I wonder where the young master's house is? We need to check your carriage."

"Can."

Lu Xiangge nodded slightly, and did not answer the first question before the officer. He only called the driver beside him: "Chunhua."

Chunhua immediately responded and got into the car, raised the curtain of the car, jumped off and stood behind Lu Sheige.

The curtains of the car were lifted, and everything in the car was exposed to everyone.

In order to keep warm, the walls of the carriage were carefully sealed with light blue cotton cloth. Perhaps for the sake of appearance, the light blue cotton cloth even had several green asparagus embroidered on it. When I touched it with my hand, the cotton cloth was soft and soft.

It's like being wrapped in fine cotton.

The bottom of the carriage was also covered with soft dark blue cotton, and there were a few square futon-sized objects of different colors randomly thrown in the corner, which were suspected to be seat cushions.

There is a small square table on the right side of the car, which is tightly buckled into the car. No matter how big the bumps are, the square table doesn't seem to move.

There is a tea tray on the square table. On the tea tray is a teapot and a tea cup. The hot tea in the cup is still warm.

The officer who got on the car to search couldn't help but be curious. He gently pushed the tea tray with his hand, but it didn't move. It turned out that the tea tray was fastened to the square table with ingenuity.

The interior of the carriage is simple and clear at a glance.

It's low-key, simple and not luxurious, but feels comfortable everywhere.

This carriage is ordinary, but the inside is anything but ordinary.

The leading official's face tightened and he did not dare to ask any more questions. When his subordinates got off the carriage, he hurriedly raised his hand to Lu Sheige and said, "Excuse me, young master."

"Yeah." Lu Shege nodded slightly and got into the car calmly.

When Chunhua drove the carriage out of sight, the official who had just got on the carriage spoke: "The teapots and cups in the carriage look so expensive, and the incense in the carriage smells very good too."

The leading officer's heart tensed and then relaxed. After a long time, he let out a breath and waved his hand: "Let's go. This kid is so cheap that he actually let him run away."
Chapter completed!