Li Siye sat in the carriage with a wooden shackle on his head. His body swayed with the bumps of the carriage, and the wheels underneath him made a rapid rattling sound. From this, it can be inferred that the carriage was traveling at a slow speed.
He knew nothing other than that. He had been counting the time in his mind since he got on the bus. It had been about half an hour so far, but he still hadn't reached his destination. Where were they going to take him?
There was the sound of horse hooves nearby, the sound of children laughing, and the voices of men and women talking. The carriage might still be on the straight road in Chang'an City.
The two Jingzhao Mansion soldiers sitting in front of him were sometimes drowsy, and sometimes they raised their heads and gave him a warning glare. At this time, a woman's coquettish voice came from outside the car, as clear as an oriole but a little vague, maybe it was
Calling her husband to wait for her.
The two Jingzhao Mansion soldiers smiled wildly and opened a corner of the curtain to see the face of the yelling woman. Unfortunately, the carriage had already passed by in a flash, so the two had to look back and curl their lips.
Suspicion arose in Li Siye's heart. He had dealt with the soldiers of Jingzhao Mansion before. The soldiers who escorted him and Zhang Xiaojing to Yang Hui Mansion for the last monster case were also soldiers of Jingzhao Mansion. Although those soldiers were not as well-organized as Jinwu Guards,
But there is a trace of a soldier, and he is focused on following orders and prohibitions, which is completely different from the playful and carefree nature of these two people.
He suddenly stopped straightening his chest and back, raised his head and said to the two of them: "Aren't you soldiers of Jingzhao Mansion?"
One person's expression suddenly changed. Before he could get up, Li Siye suddenly raised his foot and kicked him, hitting the person in the chest and knocking him out together with the driver who was driving on the shaft of the car outside!
"Hey!" The other man sat up in shock and anger, and tried to pull out his weapon from his waist. Li Siye squatted with both feet and exerted his strength, rushed forward and pressed the shackle on the man's chest, and the two rolled off the carriage together.
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When Li Siye landed, he rolled sideways and avoided the wheels of the carriage. The "Jingzhao Mansion soldier" who landed on the ground did not have time to get up and dodge. One of his calves happened to block the path of the wheels. The riveted wheels flew past with a clicking sound. The man hugged his legs and hissed.
screamed loudly.
He rushed forward quickly, put the wooden shackle on the man's chest, stretched out his hand with great effort, and tore off his cloth back armor, revealing his downy chest, with the words "I am not afraid of Jingzhao" tattooed on the top.
Mansion, death..."
"Catch him!"
Li Siye suddenly turned around, and saw Luo Changsheng, wearing a green and white robe, riding on a black horse, shaking the reins and speeding forward. In front of the horse were several Xionghuo Gang villains dressed as Jingzhao Mansion soldiers, and they all took out short blades from their waists.
Chase after him.
His hands were tied by wooden shackles and he was unable to challenge these people. After a little discernment of direction, he turned and ran westward. Luo Xingchang's galloping horse was just a dozen steps behind him.
There is no doubt that running on a straight road cannot outrun a fast horse. Li Siye ran quickly with his legs pressed against the wall of the square, sometimes bumping into oncoming pedestrians. The men and women walking side by side let out a scream, and the woman lay on the ground.
Leaning against the wall of the square, the man was knocked into the open channel beside the road.
He rushed to the entrance of a certain square, bypassed the two Wuhou who were on guard here at lightning speed, and rushed towards the winding alley in the square.
"Catch him! This is a fugitive from Jingzhao Mansion!"
Luo Xing often rode on his horse and roared loudly, but now he no longer cared about anything and wanted to kill this bastard who was ruining his future.
Naturally, the Wuhous didn't know the twists and turns. They saw a figure wearing wooden shackles passing in front of them. The shackles were naturally the prisoners, and they quickly joined the pursuit.
Li Siye ran through the winding alleys of his farm, followed by the Wuhou and fake soldiers who were chasing after him.
…
King Yong was sitting in the pavilion on the outer edge of the oil spilled ground. The polo match was over, and the princes, princesses and ladies in the field had all left. He casually found an excuse to stay and dismissed most of his entourage.
, only two confidants are left.
Feng Dalun hurried over on his fast horse, dismounted in front of the pavilion, walked up quickly, bowed and crossed his hands in salute: "His Royal Highness, what's the emergency for you to call me for?"
King Yong suppressed his anger, stepped on the stone pier and raised his fingers to his head: "Come in front of me."
Feng Dalun took two steps forward with a smile on his face, thinking that His Highness was going to give him some reward.
King Yong moved his palm, spread his fingers suddenly and moved towards Feng Dalun's face. Five red finger prints were immediately printed on his face.
Feng Dalun staggered back, not caring to cover his twitching cheeks, bowed and crossed his hands and asked, "I wonder what I did wrong in my humble position to make His Highness so angry."
King Yong shook his painful palm and said nonchalantly: "Let me ask you, are you planning to snatch some skin-drying formula from someone?"
In front of King Yong, Feng Dalun naturally couldn't lie, so he revealed all the things between him and Luo Xingchang.
King Yong's face flushed with anger, and he asked in a deep voice: "Do you know that Luo Xingchang is the son of the consort Yang Hui?"
"Of course I know."
"Come on, come on, come again."
Bang! Five more red fingers were printed on Feng Dalun’s face.
King Yong asked: "Why didn't you tell me about this? You are not allowed to have any interaction with the consort's people. What is the name of the person Luo Xingchang wants to kill?"
"Li Siye."
King Yong frowned again. He was so angry that he lost his anger. He only hummed and waved: "Come on, come on, come here again."
Snapped!
Feng Dalun covered his cheeks and nodded with a smile on his face: "King Yong is well beaten. If you do something wrong in your humble position, you should be beaten."
"Do you know that this Li Siye is the person that the prince is planning to recruit?"
"I don't know what a humble job is."
"Then let you know!"
Bang! Feng Dalun was hit again on the face.
King Yong put his hands behind his back and pretended to be very mature and said: "Why do I want to hit you? Because I will make great efforts to save you later. Fortunately, you haven't made a big mistake yet."
"Your Highness King Yong," Feng Dalun had to remind him that he had to do this even if he was beaten a few more times. "Your Highness, then I have to go back quickly, because they are about to take action."
"You! Damn it! Hurry, go!" King Yong was so angry that he didn't even bother to hit him. "I'm going to Jingzhao Mansion soon to blame Luo Xingchang for everything.
Including the Xionghuo Gang, he will also be blamed."
Feng Dalun hurriedly got on his horse and left quickly, his horse's hooves kicking up clouds of dust on the street.
King Yong also quickly rode a horse, first went to Jingzhao Mansion to ask for a favor from Li Xian, and then stopped by the Prince Consort's Mansion to tell Yang Hui that his dog was out of control, so Yang Hui owed him a favor.
He thought proudly in his heart that the king was quite reliable in his work.