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Chapter 840 Everything is under control

Qin Jiaoxi immediately understood where his father's confidence came from.

"Dad, so the prince's false moon scar cannot disappear like yours?"

Meng Yinqin nodded: "It was impossible at the beginning!"

Qin Jiaoxi choked: "Then later?"

Meng Yinqin suddenly smiled: "Later he learned about the moon marks on my face from a traitor!"

"After that, I heard that his moon marks could disappear!"

Han Zhan opened his eyes at the right time and said, "Yeah, I thought I had worked a lot of effort to figure this thing out, if not..."

Meng Yinqin coldly interrupted him: "I have paid for it alone!"

Qin Jiaoxi: "???"

But Bo Jiming's eyebrows relaxed: "It turns out that my father-in-law has been prepared, it seems that the son-in-law is too worried!"

Han Zhan said proudly: "Even if you want to prepare early, you have to meet a miracle doctor like me, otherwise..."

Meng Yinqin continued to interrupt him: "I have paid for it alone!"

Han Zhan suddenly jumped: "Tsk tsk, you just want a few thousand taels of silver, as for money and money at all times..."

"You can't be considerate? I always have to help you with some advice, right?" #@$&

Qin Jiaoxi pursed her lips and held back her smile, trying to make a serious expression.

Meng Yinqin looked at her: "So Xi'er doesn't have to worry. It's true or false, and it's true even if it's false!"

At this point, you can guess that the prince's moon scar will be exposed soon without asking.

So Qin Jiaoxi nodded: "Dad is right, Xi'er is not worried!"

While speaking, the group had bypassed Shuizhuang Town. In order not to repeat the same mistake, Qin Jiaoxi did not turn back to take A Xin.%&(&

"Dad, can your people still send messages?"

Meng Yinqin raised his eyebrows: "What else is there?"

Qin Jiaoxi said: "I want to find someone to send A Xin directly back to the Divine Doctor Valley."

Without the burden of maids and servants, they can move forward lightly!

Meng Yinqin smiled: "This is no problem, dad will make arrangements!"

He also realized in the past few days that it would be very suitable for that girl Axin to be a maid for Lin Yan, but it would be really not enough for Xi'er.

Next, after the few people changed from blatantly to sneaking lightly, they did not encounter any major trouble.

Occasionally, assassins or intercepting people can also be easily avoided.

Qin Jiaoxi's light skills were able to keep up with the three of them without any burden.

As for food, you don’t have to worry about it. Bo Jiming is not short of money when he goes to any city.

Even if he sleeps in the wilderness, Bo Jiming will not let a few people drink the northwest wind.

As early as when the northern border was trapped in the swamp area, the Korean War had already felt that the prince Shang was a little secret.

But if others don’t say it, he will naturally not have to break the casserole and ask the whole story.

As for Meng Yinqin, he became even more calm. No matter what "dry food" Bo Jiming took out, he would take it indifferently and enjoy it, without any surprise at all.

In less than five days, the four of them rushed to the inn outside Beiling City with light clothes.

However, this time I was finally completely intercepted.

"Who is coming!"

"Don't go forward any more!"

"Beiling City has been closed down these days, and it cannot be passed without a pass certificate!"

It was not just them who were stopped.

Many ordinary people complained outside the city wall of the post station.

"Why can't you pass it all the time?"

"It's the third day. The adults are kind enough, but the young people have to rely on working in the city to support the whole family!"

"Where can we ordinary people get pass certificates? In the past, we could enter the city by relying on identity cards?"

The soldiers blocked the post station and said, "Don't howl, it's just a five-day blockade!"

"When the royal sacrifice is over, it will naturally be unsealed!"

An old man sighed: "Even if it is a royal sacrifice, it can be passed through in the past!"

The last royal sacrifice was about thirty years ago, and he experienced it once, so he still remembers it.

The soldier suddenly became impatient: "Every sacrifice is different. Don't talk too much, get away!"

Bo Jiming held the horse and leaned against the earthen wall beside him.

"It seems that after we can't find us, the prince changed the method of interception!"

Hey, don't say, this method has some effect.

But for him and Qin Jiaoxi, it is naturally not enough to see it.

Qin Jiaoxi suddenly said, "Dad, they said they wanted to blockade for five days. Can the royal sacrifice end within these five days?"

Bo Jiming smiled and said, "The prince thought the sacrifice was over, and the matter of his succession to the throne was settled."

"But I didn't expect that even if he succeeded to the throne, the moon marks on his father-in-law's face would still be on his face!"

The court officials of Yanchu State are not fools.

National stability does not only depend on the royal bloodline, but also requires the support of court officials.

Qin Jiaoxi narrowed her eyes and looked at the earthen walls around the station, rolled her eyes.

"Even if this wall can intercept ten miles in radius, it cannot surround the entire city!"

Besides, this wall is like a false sense to her and Bo Jiming's space.

However, it took some effort to get in when Meng Yinqin and Han fought.

Can't she knock her own father out and put it in the space and transport it in?

Qin Jiaoxi subconsciously had the same eyes as Bo Jiming, and found that he was touching his nose, probably thinking about going together.

So he pursed his lips and turned his head.

But I happened to see Han Zhan swayingly pulling away the crowd and walking towards those who were guarding the city wall of the post station.

"A few military officials, I am in a hurry to go to the city to see people. If it is delayed, life is at stake!"

The soldiers guarding the gate naturally ignored him and rolled their eyes: "Go away, don't talk about these with me!"

"The order from the superior is that even a fly cannot be put in, let alone you, the old man!"

"Don't say you want to go to see someone's medical treatment. Even if you want to go in and kowtow to burn incense to you, we can't let you in!"

"This is a head loss!"

Han Zhan sighed, "So what you mean is that no one can go in without losing his head, right?"

Several soldiers looked at each other: "Hey, old guy, how did you speak?"

However, before he finished speaking, Han Zhan raised his hand and threw something into the sky.

Everyone subconsciously looked up and looked at the sky, but saw nothing.

Next, Han Zhan said again: "So should you please put your head in the next step or put me in to save people?"

Seeing this, Meng Yinqin had already reached out to pull Qin Jiaoxi: "Xi'er, let's go!"

Before Qin Jiaoxi could figure out what was going on, the rows of soldiers guarding the post station gate suddenly covered their necks and screamed: "Ahhhhhhhh!"

"My neck, ah-"

As they shouted, they all tilted their necks and hung their heads on their shoulders.

The posture was so strange that Qin Jiaoxi almost screamed.

"No, dad, they..."

Han Zhan said calmly: "Hurry up, if you don't want them to die, just leave!"


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