He ducked into the building and closed the door. Wei Changpan leaned against the door panel and panted violently, his chest heaving and his heart beating fast.
Half an hour ago, he was at Caishikou in the east of the city, only two feet away from the execution platform. Even the blood marks on Yu Wenzhao's face from being whipped were clearly visible.
When the rogue next to him came back from laughing and spitting thick phlegm, Wei Changpan, who was right next to him, put his hand into his arms and held the handle of the hair-blowing dagger, his palms sweating slightly.
The rogue who was still joking with the people around him never thought that there was a man dressed as a servant beside him who wanted to insert the dagger in his arms into his back countless times, but finally gave up due to various concerns.
Ever since he got the news that Yu Wenzhao was going to be executed at the vegetable market in the east of the city, Wei Changpan sneaked out in the middle of the night when Sister Cui and the other three were asleep.
He knew all the passages by heart. Even the native people in Wuhang City may not be aware of all the streets and alleys in the east of the city. After several nights of sleepless nights, he finally figured it out.
When the midnight running without any rest finally came to an end, Wei Changpan's leg, which had recovered from a broken bone, was swollen again, and he often limped when he walked. He tried his best to cover it up during the day, so as not to show his weakness.
However, just by figuring out the escape route near the execution ground, he could not save the person. He had to face the most difficult problem. How to abduct Wen Zhao from a place guarded by many sergeants and escape far away from the river.
state.
Notices declaring that the Yanyulou and Zhang family gunmen are bandits are still posted in the streets and alleys of Wuhang City. Not many beggars dare to tear off these papers with official seals and use them for urination. Although the ink characters on these notices are a bit blurry
, the word "bandit" on it is still so eye-catching to Wei Changpan.
It's not that he didn't want to go to the inner government office in Wuhang City and even the Jiangzhou Governor's Mansion, but the news about the frequent visits between the Jiangzhou Governor's Mansion and the General's Mansion was revealed by a guest who came to the building to have breakfast and was obviously an official. Wei Changpan
He couldn't help but believe it, and then he stopped in front of the big drum used to cry out grievances in the government office, and next to the stone lion in front of the Jiangzhou governor's office.
Armor, swords, crossbows, companions, horses, and money, which are indispensable at all times. Wei Changpan didn't have any of these things that anyone wanted to rob the court. Maybe the shabby but thick cotton clothes could be used for him.
To block the two swords with weak hands, the only thing he could rely on was himself.
He counted the things in his hands. Even if he took off a set of tattered clothes, no one was willing to pay ten cents. Needless to say, the dagger was one that he killed rather than exchange for money. The only choice was
The pendant given by the gentleman was the only thing he had left that could be exchanged for money.
However, the people in the pawn shop were unwilling to accept the jade no matter what. Even if Wei Changpan lowered the price to only half of the usual price, the shopkeeper still refused to let go. The implication was that this thing was
The origin is not right. During the troubled winter, big houses in the city often have their stolen goods stolen. The thieves often go to pawnshops to sell their stolen goods. After being caught, most of the money they pawned is squandered, so they give the name of the pawnshop where the stolen goods were sold.
If the people's belongings are taken away from them, they will have to pay a lot of money. If the official who handles the affairs is someone who knows how to get things done, he may even have to pay for the labor of the carriage and horses.
As a result, the pawnshop owner saw some items of unknown origin brought by strangers, most of which were to see off customers.
Wei Changpan solemnly buttoned the knotty button on the top of his tattered cotton-padded jacket, and put on Father Yan's cotton-padded jacket.
It was already a little tight on his body. After he finished clearing away the dishes and chopsticks from the guests who had used breakfast, he mentioned to Mama Sun who was in the kitchen that he was going to the east of the city to watch the excitement, but he saw no one. He scratched his head.
Thinking that today is the time when Wuhang City opens the city gate every half a day to let people in, Sun's mother probably rushed to buy some cheap vegetables.
Before Sister Cui got up, Father Yan wandered off somewhere else. When he came back, Wei Changpan greeted him and ran out.
Wei Changpan, who had squeezed to the high platform without much effort, adjusted his body to the most suitable posture for an explosion just before the executioner was about to raise his sword. The two sergeants who were not standing close to each other had their swords sheathed and could not come out.
Unexpectedly, he will bump into the arms of the executioner holding the knife, pull out the dagger and stab the man in the chest, then pull her up and run, how many steps can she run, how far can she run, if
If you can escape far away, maybe you can exchange a few words and get a death hug.
Such thoughts made him feel a little ridiculous. The master's soul returned and asked him to live well. He survived, but he wanted to go up and seek death again.
All the messy thoughts were suppressed by Wei Changpan. He calmed his breathing with three breath adjustments, and then after confirming the sharpness of the dagger in his arms, he stepped forward to rob the law field.
Then he saw arrows flying from the distance. Three arrows passed over his head in succession, killing three executioners in an instant.
Wei Changpan knew that there was only one person he knew who could have such shooting skills.
Chen Shi, who was once a lieutenant in Dayao's military academy, was also someone he called Uncle Chen.
Following the arrow's path backwards, he did not flee in confusion like the onlookers around him, but after seeing the familiar three-man ball of the man on the roof, he felt relieved and tired joy from the bottom of his heart.
"You brats, your boxing and kicking skills are nothing. Back then, Uncle Chen was famous for his bows and arrows in Dayao's northeastern frontier army. Do you know three consecutive beads? Three consecutive beads. With such eye-catching kung fu, he could shoot all three arrows.
Now that I'm out, if I shoot you in the left eye, I will definitely not touch your right eye!"
The old janitor's words were passed around as a joke by the boxing disciples in Zhangfuchang courtyard, and when they reached Wei Changpan's ears, he believed them without doubt.
Before he could recover, three more arrows were fired, and the two closest sergeants in front of him were hit by arrows and fell down, and then three more arrows were fired, killing three more people.
When Wei Changpan realized that there was no one in front of him, two people behind him rushed forward one after another. One held a knife and cut the rope binding Yu Wenzhao, and the other carried him on his back, and the three of them flew away.
He also seemed to have run away.
Wei Changpan, who had no intention of pursuing him, was soon overwhelmed by the fleeing crowd and was overwhelmed by the fleeing crowd. He had no way to shrink to an inch or climb over the walls, so he had to make his way back to Rouge Alley.
"Panzi, where did you go wild and why did you come back just now? I'll heat up the food on the stove for you. Soon the man named Yan will start reading, so hurry up and take a few bites."
Mother Sun made a somewhat complaining voice and pulled Wei Changpan back, who was still immersed in the previous scene. He showed his first sincerely happy smile in a long time.
"He is quite a young man. When he comes back after going out for a field trip, he just smiles like crazy, and his tears are dripping from his eyes."
Mother Sun was complaining, but her tone did not contain any dissatisfaction. As she spoke, she went to the kitchen to give the still warm rice to Wei Changpan who sat down at the table and brought it to him, wiping it with his hands.
Wearing an apron and watching him put all his strength into his mouth, I occasionally
Ran looked up and saw that there were oily rice grains on the corner of his mouth, which made Sun's mother laugh. She grabbed her apron and wiped the rice grains off his mouth.
Wei Changpan smiled sheepishly and continued to put rice into his mouth.
....
The Caishikou in the east of the city is only half a mile away from the east gate of the city. One of the two men opened the way with a knife, and the other carried Yu Wenzhao on his back and walked quickly. In less than a cup of tea, they reached the base of the city wall.
One of them stabbed a few bricks at the base of the city wall with a knife, making a hollow thumping sound. Then with a little more force, the bricks that were supposed to be motionless shook, and then collapsed, revealing enough space for one person.
Leaning over the entrance of the cave.
The person carrying Yu Wenzhao put her down, then leaned on the ground with a knife and knelt down, saying:
"Liu Zizai, a disciple of Yanyulou, and Zheng Zheng, have come to rescue the young lady. The situation was urgent and I lost etiquette. Please forgive me."
"Get up."
Liu Zizai stood up and looked at the soon-to-be-married daughter of the building owner who had been talked about secretly by many students of Yanyu Tower at night. The innocence and innocence she had in Qihu Lake were gone, and her face was covered with scars.
, this is something that Yu Wenzhao would never dare to think about when he was regarded as the apple of his eye by Yu Cheng, the owner of Yanyu Tower.
However, Yu Wenzhao, who used to cry to his father every time he had a scratch on his skin, did not take this to heart at all and asked: "How many people are still alive in the building?"
"Including the two of us, there are more than 40 people who have been contacted now. They all left Qihu that day. The rest died or rebelled, so they don't count."
Liu Zizai showed a bitter expression. The Yanyu Tower, which once competed with the east and west of Songfeng Mountain, only had more than forty people left today. The property had been lost, not to mention the inheritance. If he wanted to make a comeback, he would not have more than a few dozen people.
It’s hard to work hard for years.
He was not weak in skill, and was one of the disciples who was called back to guard Qihu Lake. However, his schedule was blocked for some reasons, and he was able to miss the bloodshed that night. Later, after hiding in a remote village for a while, he began to
After contacting the other surviving disciples, these are the only ones gathered so far.
The hundred-foot-long tunnel that can pass through the city wall was dug by one of the surviving Yanyulou disciples who was proficient in Kanyu. Otherwise, as soon as the gates of Wuhang City were closed, the officers and soldiers in the city would only have to catch the turtle in the jar, and there would be no way they could escape.
Out.
"pass."
Zheng Zheng, who went down to investigate, came back and said to the two people on the ground.
"Without further delay, it's better to get out of trouble as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to escape if those sergeants catch up."
Liu Zizai helped Yu Wenzhao, whose legs and feet were still injured, go down into the tunnel, and picked up all the surrounding bricks and stones to block the entrance of the tunnel. In this way, even if someone in Wuhang City was looking for it, it would take a long time to find it.
, by then he would have already taken the young lady away.