The big fat guy turned around and ran back to the car in anger.
Two more carriages came from the left and right, and Yang Fugui, Li Man and others hurried over.
Seeing that they were outnumbered and looked like they were not to be trifled with, the employers beside the cart quietly went to the cart to retrieve their soft packages, rubbed oil on the soles of their feet, and ran away quickly.
Yu Xiaozhou had been pushing the trolley for at least two hours. He was tired and thirsty all the way. Seeing them running away like this, he didn't even dare to shout. Tears of frustration rolled in his eyes, but he didn't dare to cry.
.
After confirming that he was fine, the coachman did not immediately get angry at him, but turned back to lift the curtain and check the situation inside.
In addition to the two carriages coming from the left and right, more and more people came, and there was even a group of soldiers on horseback coming from behind.
Not only Yu Xiaozhou and the employers who were watching from a distance after escaping, but also the pedestrians around were frightened by the battle. They all retreated and watched, not daring to get close.
Zhili sat in the carriage, rubbing the back of his head with both hands, and said repeatedly: "I'm fine, don't be so nervous about me, it makes me feel uncomfortable. It's better to go and see the person outside, whether the horse's hoof has hurt him."
The driver was Cai Shanlong, a veteran of the Xia Family Army. Hearing this, he said: "He was not injured."
Yang Fugui turned around and looked outside. Yu Xiaozhou stood anxiously, his eyes frightened.
Beside him, Fan Zhuyi had already disappeared.
Yang Fugui thought this man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
Yu Xiaozhou also felt that this person seemed familiar.
"It was not his fault," Cai Shanlong said, "an old man pushed him here."
"What a hateful old man to be so harmful to others." Su Yumei said.
"Woof woof woof!" the little fat boy yelled in her arms to express his approval.
Su Yumei opened the curtain and looked at Yu Xiaozhou, thought for a while, and said to Cai Shanlong: "He seems to be frightened, so let him leave, and we will continue on our way."
Zhili also looked outside curiously, looking up and down at the young boy outside.
Yu Xiaozhou was shirtless and lean, with a small ring of bulging muscles on his arms from years of hard work. He was tanned, but his eyes were dark and bright.
Zhili smiled brightly and said to him, "Are you injured?"
Yu Xiaozhou shook his head.
"As long as you're not injured, it's not a big deal for me. We still have to go on our way, so just go ahead and do your thing!"
The young man's voice was bright, clear, and carefree, with a chivalrous air that made Yu Xiaozhou envious.
He nodded timidly and went back to his cart.
The employers had taken away all their belongings and the cart was empty. Yu Xiaozhou lowered his head and picked up the armrest of the cart from the ground, and left quickly.
The carriage was quickly packed up and continued on its way.
There was a small piece of swelling on the back of the severed head, but it did not affect his current good mood.
Xia Zhaoyi wanted him to return to Liling to recuperate, but he secretly changed his route and came to Hengxiang.
Thinking of seeing Xia Zhaoyi and Shen Lie soon, he was very happy. He looked at the lively crowd outside the car window. He had arrived in Hengxiang.
Their team left quickly.
The Xia Army's cavalry did not follow behind anymore, but directly cleared the way in front.
Pedestrians on the road gave way to both sides at a distance, for fear of offending these soldiers.
They passed by Yu Xiaozhou. Yu Xiaozhou watched them disappear from sight in the crowd, and the frustration in his heart became stronger.
Especially...the empty cart in front of him.
He withdrew his gaze and walked sullenly.
But someone tapped me on the shoulder again.
"Smelly boy!" Fan Zhuyi shouted.
Yu Xiaozhou was shocked and tried to run away, but he was no match for Fan Zhuyi.
"Follow me!" Fan Zhuyi pulled him, "Let's go!"
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The sun is getting bigger and bigger, the sky is clear and cloudy, and the earth begins to heat up rapidly in the afternoon.
The water vapor in the clear lake rises, and the sunlight falls on the auspicious beasts with hanging spines on the flying pavilion of the Dream Tower, reflecting the shining light.
Those pale lights hit the water vapor of the clear lake, and a huge flying rainbow slowly formed, with silver jewels and twilight rays slanting horizontally, as if it were reaching from the earth to the clouds.
A slow breeze blew into the main hall at the south gate of Zhengmeng Pagoda. Six men were sitting in the main hall, two were old people and four were middle-aged.
There are two more people standing, one is the long guard, standing on the right side of the jade steps with his hands behind his hands.
One was a woman about fifty years old, half of her hair was gray, and her eyes were a little dull. She was standing not far from the palace door, her hands hanging in front of her belly, motionless.
This hall has never been filled with people. There are only eight people now. On the contrary, this is the largest number of people in this hall in these years.
The six men's voices were low and calm, and they were discussing whether to go or stay, whether to destroy this place, or to give it up to others.
The Lord is not here, no one can make up his mind, and no one dares to be the one who makes the final decision. They play football and pass the blame, and time slowly passes.
The long guard remained silent throughout the whole process. If it weren't for the fact that he was too big to be ignored, he would really have no sense of existence.
Two men dressed in plain cloth suddenly stepped in hurriedly, and one of them quickly went around to the long guard and whispered.
The long guard frowned: "Are you sure?"
"Well! He showed up!"
The men in the hall stopped and looked towards them.
"You don't have to speak in a low voice," the chief guard said.
The men paused for a moment, looked at the men in the hall, and said: "Yesterday there was a fire in Zhaishuiling, and several headless corpses were found on the west mountain, as well as the corpses of more than one big black dog. We asked many questions about the fishermen. The man described can definitely be Lu Wuwei. He robbed a fishing boat and took it westward."
The men's expressions changed instantly.
An old man stood up and said excitedly: "What about him? Where is the man named Tang?"
"He... we couldn't find out. Not long after, Hengxiang's troops entered the village, so we left around the northwest and crossed the river again."
Another middle-aged man was equally excited and said: "It's strange, why did he burn down the village water ridge?"
Another person said: "Yes, they have been hiding for many years, how come they suddenly made such a big fuss under our noses?"
The subordinate said: "It was the Jin family brothers who sent people to snatch Zhang Tengfei's coffin. If it weren't for the coffin, they wouldn't be able to provoke the Xia family army."
When he came back, he saw the corpses of the Fang family swordsmen being collected one by one outside. After questioning them, he found out that such a big thing had happened in the past two days.
Because they were swordsmen of the Fang family, the bodyguards did not bury these corpses without permission and let them hang out in the sun. After the Fang family came to see them with their own eyes, they could decide how to deal with them.
"Master Nangong," a middle-aged man in blue looked at the oldest white-haired old man present and said proudly, "What did I say at the beginning? As long as Tang Xiangsi's things are touched, he will definitely not be able to sit still! "
Nangong Qiuming's eyes were calm and cold, and he said calmly: "You said at the beginning that leading Hengxiang officers and soldiers to Zisu Dyeing House would definitely provoke a conflict between the little remnant of the Qiao family and Tang Xiangsi, but now it seems that being involved The deepest concern is us. The lives of the Jin brothers are uncertain, and the bodies of the Fang family are still lying outside. Fang Zhenyuan still has resentment in her heart because of her death five years ago. Fang Ji’s death a few days ago is even more disturbing. Her inner fire is pouring oil. When she comes over later and lets her see the many corpses outside, she will be upset. If you don't think about it, how are you going to explain it to her?"
The man in blue's expression turned gloomy.
The entire hall fell silent, no one spoke.
After a long silence, the middle-aged man closest to the palace door said: "We don't have much time. If the little remnant only has a few thousand soldiers, it will be difficult for them to come in, but there are nearly 100,000 soldiers in Qiuyan Village."
horse."
"Don't be afraid, at least today and tomorrow, we are still safe," Nangong Qiuming looked at the high incense on the walking light altar in the middle of the hall, which was used to measure time, "I have lowered the axe, and the Qianren Wall has been cut off. The little remnant wants to
Going back the way we came to call for troops will be even harder than climbing to the sky. So what if there are a hundred thousand soldiers and horses, they can only come across the river, and that little remnant, she wants to cross the river and go back to call for help, but there are no boats on the river.
she."
After hearing this, another old man besides Nangong Qiuming thought for a while and said coldly: "Actually, even if there are 100,000 troops, it's not scary."
Everyone looked at him.
"The battle in Mouye has begun, and Tian Dayao's army will go south to support the day after tomorrow," the old man said with a sneer on his lips, "Would Tian Dayao let go of the 100,000 troops and horses that are at his fingertips?"
"But a few months ago, Tian Da Yao Fang issued a notice, hinting that the little remnant was getting close to them." The man in blue said.
The old man showed disdain on his face: "Soldiers are deceitful. Don't believe a word they say to the outside world. I only remember that the little remnant smashed Tian Dayao's Guiyuan Inn last year. If she hadn't smashed it, how many people would have died?"
How do you know that the seemingly ordinary inn is Tian Dayao's elaborate mechanism? Her smashing was Tian Dayao's 'eyes'!"
"So, they have a grudge." Nangong Qiuming said thoughtfully.
"If you think it's feasible, I'll immediately write to you and send someone to contact you. Just by passing by, you can kill tens of thousands of soldiers. Who can resist biting such a big fat piece of meat? What's more, you can still
Revenge." The old man said.
Others, you look at me and I look at you.
It can be seen from each other's eyes that this is a good move.
Nangong Qiuming paused slightly at this time and raised his head to look at the long guard.
Seeing that the man had no unnecessary expression from beginning to end, Nangong Qiuming said: "Nie Long, do you think it is appropriate to send someone out to search for them now?"
"No," the long guard replied, "They are very skilled, they need Tong Fang to have that kind of skill."
"Fang Wei died a long time ago." The man in blue said.
"How many other people in the Fang family have Fang Wei's skills?" Nangong Qiuming asked.
The long guard thought for a while and said: "Less than five people."
"This little remnant's skills are so top-notch," Nangong Qiuming's expression became serious, "Such a powerful enemy must be eliminated as soon as possible."
The woman who had been standing at the door reacted at this moment.
She turned around and looked at the palace door with dull and slow eyes.
"What's going on outside?" Mrs. Chen walked through the palace door and said, "How did those people die?"
Guo Guan and Chen Lei followed her.
Guo Guan kept looking at the corpses as he walked.
After such a high temperature and a night, the corpses had begun to smell.
