The Supreme Emperor drove away in a dashing manner, leaving behind only the prime minister and deputy minister who had a mouth full of dirt, a head full of green leaves, and a dumbfounded man.
After a long time, Lao Ji came back to his senses and couldn't help but spit on the ground: "Damn six! Great, so great!"
It's really great.
What Lao Ji said was not sarcasm, but he was praising the Emperor and his elders from the bottom of his heart.
I would like to ask, with such a wise, mighty, ruthless and decisive Supreme Emperor, how could the Six Emperors and his family not be prosperous?
At this moment, Lao Ji finally understood why the Sixth Emperor insisted on killing him and me at all costs.
Because the biggest enemy of the Six Emperors is not Lao Chen, not Lao Fu, nor Lao Se, but Lao Jia!
Even if he has such a father, Lao Ji will deal with him no matter what.
It's impossible not to do it.
Such a father will really keep his son awake.
The Sixth Emperor was indeed far-sighted, and his profound and wise vision always saw farther than others.
After sighing with emotion, Lao Ji realized that his situation was quite bad.
Looking around, it was completely empty. There were quite a few grass huts, but there was no place to hide.
Looking into the distance again, the fire dragon is flying quickly.
what to do?
Only in critical moments do you realize how spicy old ginger is!
But seeing Lao Ji taking off his camouflage clothes without hesitation, he quickly wiped the dirt from the corner of his mouth on his face, and at lightning speed, he carried the dung bucket that had just fallen off the donkey cart on his back, and then
I found a small stick nearby and started to work as a dung picker.
Scavenging is a real job.
There are many farms near Changchun Garden and Yuanmingyuan. Whenever there is a break in farming, there will be villagers wandering around with dung pans in their arms and dung shovels in their hands.
Generally, horse dung, cow dung, and dog dung are picked up. Camel dung is best because it is big.
The larger ones can be used as fuel, while the smaller ones can be used as fertilizer in the fields.
Usually those who come out to pick up manure are elderly farmers or children aged seven or eight.
Lao Ji is just fifty-four this year, so he is just the right age.
After carefully recalling the scenes of dung pickers working that I saw during my collection, I devoted myself wholeheartedly to this work.
Just bend your waist, carry the dung bucket on your back, walk forward, and keep looking back and forth on the road.
I also have that hatred in my heart.
I have already set a small goal for the rest of my life.
I just don’t do anything, I just keep an eye on you, the Supreme Emperor. If I can’t kill the Supreme Emperor, I’ll kill myself!
Till death.
The pursuers came soon.
There were dozens of cavalrymen riding bicycles, and judging by their clothes, they looked like the Mongolian security team from Changchun Garden.
"Hush!"
The leader of the team was Mr. Anmu, the son of Fuzhongtang. He was very anxious at this time, because once Quan Beizi escaped from him, he would not only have no merit in front of Uncle Jia Liu, but also make him in Ah
There was no place to be embarrassed in front of Ma.
If his Ama goes crazy, who knows if he will do something stupid like annihilating relatives.
Damn, I really saw a ghost!
Who would have thought that in a small garden, five or six groups of robbers would come at night?
It seemed that it was not only Anmu and Eniang who knew the importance of Quan Beizi, but also several other parties.
It is still unclear who the forces that raided the garden at night belong to, but Anmu is sure of one thing, that is, his good Ama is determined to fight against Uncle Liu to the end, which puts him in a very dangerous situation.
Now the only chance to save his father and son, and save the capital, is to seize Quan Beizi and have his good nephew An Mu deliver it to his sixth uncle in person.
In this way, even if Uncle Six still hates his Ama for acting recklessly and not understanding the general situation, he will give his nephew a chance to start a new life.
But now that Quan Beizi has been kidnapped and run away, do you think Anmu is in a hurry?
I found an old man scavenging dung on the roadside in front of me. I couldn't help but brake, pointed my riding whip at the old man, and asked: "Fellow, did you see a donkey cart coming this way?"
"Look, I saw it!"
The emperor is unkind, don’t blame Lao Ji for being unjust!
Lao Ji decisively pointed his stick in the direction in which the emperor drove away, and answered the officer in a very positive tone: "We just passed by not long ago. If you follow this direction, you will definitely catch up."
"Is it?"
Anmu was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly raised his whip and ordered around: "Did you hear that? Chase after me quickly!"
After saying that, he crossed his legs and galloped into a gallop.
After only a few steps, he suddenly stopped his horse again, turned around and looked at the old man scavenging manure, and shouted: "Fellow, please raise your head."
Um?
Lao Ji's heart sank. He knew that he might have been exposed, but he didn't dare not to follow the instructions. He could only pretend to be calm and raise his head to let the officer see clearly.
His expression was naive with a hint of awe.
People's instinctive reaction to officials.
I have to say that Lao Ji is really capable. Not only is he good at talking and making up things, he is also very good at details.
He is a pentathlon talent.
Unfortunately, no matter how cunning a fox is, he cannot escape a skilled hunter.
"Isn't this Mr. Ji? When did you become such a fool?"
An Mu waved his hand, and several security guards immediately dismounted and surrounded Lao Ji.
Lao Ji also languished and did not make any unnecessary resistance, because he also discovered that the officer leading the team was An Mu, the youngest son of the rich thief Lehun.
Still feeling a little unwilling, he asked Anmu how he found out something was wrong with him.
An Mu smiled and pointed his riding whip at Lao Ji's belly: "With a thick neck and a big belly, he is either a cook or an official."
Lao Ji was stunned. He lowered his head and looked at his belly, which was almost seven or eight months pregnant. He shook his head helplessly. No matter how good the software was, it would not work without hardware support.
When he raised his head again, he forced a smile and said rather awkwardly: "The person you want to arrest is Jia Daquan. What does it have to do with me? Why don't I tell you where Jia Daquan ran away?"
Upon hearing this, Anmu quickly ordered his men to chase Quan Beizi, but they pursued him in another direction.
It seems that this is because she doesn’t believe Ji Xiaolan at all.
When Lao Ji saw that this was not possible, wasn't he taking advantage of the emperor's bastard? However, An Mu didn't believe him as a traitor at all, so what could he do?
Now let's think about our own fate.
The mere crime of being an important official of the imperial court but openly telegraphing the whole country to crusade against the emperor was enough to make his head fall off three times.
Without thinking, Anmu suddenly stepped forward and whispered to him: "Master Ji, can you take a step to speak?"
"Um?"
Lao Ji's heart moved. Could it be that Lao Fu's youngest son still has a colorful intestine?
The result is true.
An Mu actually said that his father, Lao Fu, has become crazy and has become Lao Hu Tu, and is determined to go against Jia Liushu, but Anmu has a red heart for Jia Liushu.
The purpose of bringing people to Changchun Garden this time was not to kill Quan Beizi, but to hand-deliver Quan Beizi's family of three to Uncle Jia Liu, and at the same time to apologize to Uncle Jia on behalf of his Amma, and to strive for leniency in the future.
"Hey! Why didn't this kid tell me earlier?"
Lao Ji slapped his thighs and stamped his feet, as if he had just wiped his butt with a five million lottery ticket.
This made Anmu look confused. When he realized that Renlaoji pointed in the right direction, he went crazy on the spot and regretted that his intestines were blue.
I'll send someone to chase him again, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch him!
At this time, Drew from the rear came quickly to report that the woman he had just captured was crying and screaming that she wanted to live or die.
The reason was that the woman's child, Quan Beizi's youngest son, was so frightened that he was already rolling his eyes. If he didn't be sent to the city to see a doctor quickly, the child would probably not be saved.
"Then why are you still standing there? Send him to the city to see a doctor!"
Anmu has lost Uncle Liu and his biological father. How dare he let Uncle Liu and his biological brother die in his own hands again?
Even though it really has nothing to do with him, Huangnibahu's crotch is either shit or shit.
"Wait a minute,"
Lao Ji, who was stamping his feet in a hurry just now, grabbed An Mu, who looked anxious, and asked if the father and son could take a step to talk.
After moving, he looked around, lowered his voice and said to An Mu: "My dear nephew, please tell me that we will send the child to the city in a few hours."
An Mu thought about how this could happen, and quickly shook his head: "Master Ji, no, no, that child is..."
Before he could finish his words, Lao Ji raised his hand and interrupted, saying seriously: "Xiannie, just listen to my uncle on this matter... My dear, you don't know how deep and muddy the water is here. If you really want to
If you mess around, you don't know how you'll die."
........
"Drive, drive, drive!"
The morning glow has turned into a red sun, and the Emperor is still struggling to drive the old donkey away.
As the donkey cart passed by, black smoke was raised along the way.
The pedestrians were so frightened that they fled away.
The wind is roaring, the trees and grass are full of soldiers, and the gods and ghosts are suspicious. They are not enough to describe Daquan's state of mind at this time.
Finally, a city appeared ahead.
Based on limited information, Daquan judged that it was his son's sphere of influence.
Because he has driven dozens of kilometers.
When I thought of the huge burden I was carrying and all the sacrifices I had made for the country, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Then Lailei drove the donkey cart straight to the city and shouted to the city: "Open the door quickly, I will
It’s the Supreme Emperor! Open the door quickly, I’m the Supreme Emperor!”
A line of large characters on the city gate tower is so conspicuous in the sun - "The people of Changping welcome you!"