When Yan Zhao was beaten out of the Fu family with a stick, she felt that this day had been full of ups and downs, and she was more frightened than she was when she was sober in the mountains five years ago. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

First of all, when she escaped, she strayed into the Liushui Garden, where King Yijia temporarily lived, and alarmed several masters in the study who were eager to gossip, and then I don't know which old lady tripped over Old Lady Fu with her foot, knocked down the stove, and lit the jade screen woven by the "cloud yarn" that is said to have no price, and then Song Cheng became the unlucky scapegoat.

Then she and Song Cheng, one was beaten out of the Fu Mansion before he even had time to pack his luggage, and the other was thrown into prison because he couldn't afford to pay for the "cloud yarn".

Ay!

It's really impermanence!

Yan Zhao thought that Song Cheng was still locked up in prison, so she had to wait until night to quietly save him, she looked at the crumpled snow in frustration, and it fell on her head one after another, and soon her black hair was drenched.

She swept down a handful of snow from the leaves on the side of the road, pinched it into a five-colored plum blossom cake, looked at it with a smile for a while, and then smashed it on the vermilion gate of the Fu family, and then ran away.

Yun Man, who was far behind her, looked at the footprints on the ground with a frown, and followed quietly.

In less than two hours, Yunman returned to the Fu Mansion, and Gu Yi, the king of Yijia, was disturbed by the people who made amends, and he had already closed the door to thank the guests, and the sound of falling snow could be heard quietly in the house.

He stood straight, his silver-white clothes spotless, his eyes fixed on a painting on the wall.

The painting is the floating clouds and dogs are easy to disperse, the mountain flowers are full of enthusiasm, but there is a faint tendency of decadence, the people on horseback hurried by, as if they were in danger, and there is a line of small words at the bottom of the painting: a dream of life, white clouds and dogs.

There was no payment, I don't know who did it, it was hung in this flowing water garden, and it was seen by King Yijia, which reminded me of a past in my heart.

He reached out and took off the painting, rolled it up, and then looked back at Yunman: "How?"

Her subordinates followed her out of the city gate and took up residence in a ruined temple outside the city. Yun Man was half-kneeling, loyal.

"Have you heard anything from her?"

"No, but her subordinates saw that she had skill in her hands, and she always lifted and put it gently when she walked, and the snow marks were shallow, so it should be that she had stepped on the snow without a trace. ”

"Oh?" King Yijia looked at Yun Man with interest and said, "How is it compared to you?"

"In another three or five years, you will be able to compete with your subordinates. ”

Walking on the snow without a trace is a realm that is difficult to find in light skills, but Yun Man said that Yan Zhao will take three or five years to compare with him, if Yan Zhao is here, listening to his humble tone, I am afraid that blood will be scared out.

It's just that the people in the house know that Yun Man is indeed humble, and it is really a great compliment to be able to compare with Yun Man in three or five years.

The room was quiet again, and King Yijia thought for a moment and said, "Go and meet Chen Lu at the place where she stays tonight." ”

"Master, haven't you already found the account book, will it be ...... to make an appointment with Chen Lu again?" Yun Man wondered.

"It's okay, it's just borrowing Chen Lu's net to net a small fish. ”

Yun Man answered, and soon disappeared into the courtyard.

Yan Zhao didn't realize that she had become a small fish in the net, she looked for a dilapidated temple without heart and lungs, the temple was full of cobwebs, and the wind and snow came out from all corners, blowing the whole temple into a mess.

There is only one clay Buddha statue in the temple, which is solemn, compassionate and solemn, quietly looking around at all beings.

Yan Zhao bowed three times in a regular manner, and was shivered by the biting cold wind, she wanted to hide behind the big Buddha, which was gray and dirty, with spider silk and wooden planks, and even the dead branches and dead leaves were similar to other broken temples, but Yan Zhao suddenly shivered.

She took two steps back, her heart aching as if a hand had clenched her heart.

The pain almost made her bend down, even the tips of her fingers were cold, she didn't dare to look at it anymore, and hurriedly shouted: "Song Cheng, help me quickly." ”

There was the whistling sound of cold wind beside him.

Song Cheng was imprisoned because of her restlessness.

Yan Zhao was remorseful and painful for a while, cold sweat, she sweated profusely and found a corner to sit down, and after a long time, she relieved herself to find some hay and planks and hid herself in another dark corner, waiting for the night, so that she could go to the prison and be rescued by Song Cheng, who was miserable by herself.

She listened to the heavy snow outside the house, waited in a daze until midnight, and was about to get up, when suddenly there was a creaking sound of snow being trampled outside.

There were still people rushing to leave at such a late hour, Yan Zhao was alert in his heart, almost instinctively rolled, quietly hidden behind the haystack, and looked at the door with a pair of moist eyes.

Almost at the same time, a pair of buckskin boots stepped into the temple.

The night was thick, and only a man could be seen through the light and shadow of the snow, and when he entered, he reached for a log and drew a long knife from his waist.

The sword was sharp, and there was a silver glimmer in the gray snow light, and he took up the knife in his hand, and chopped the wood into a pile, and in a short time a fire arose.

Under the firelight, Yan Zhao saw the appearance of the person who came clearly.

When he lit the fire, he took off the fur hat from his head and shook off the snow, revealing a narrow scar on his head that slashed through his glittering eyes until it reached the side of his nose, and then put it back on.

This person has a fierce face, no different from a reckless bandit, Yan Zhao suddenly became alert, and secretly slowed down his breathing.

When the flames were rising, he made no more movements, and stared at the door in the same position as a waiter, and the room was quiet again, except for the small crackling sound of the wood burning.

Within a quarter of an hour, there was a sound of heavy footsteps outside the house, and the broken wooden door was pushed open again, Yan Zhao looked up slightly, and saw that there were people in the heavy snow and the wind coming, although the sky was dark, but the house was rich in orange firelight, and the color was gorgeous, and the man walked in on the white snow, obviously dressed in a plain cyan, but as bright and dazzling as the moon, black hair, a white jade-like face, and a pair of eyes that were colder than winter.

It's King Yijia!

It was the person in the Flowing Water Garden that she had rashly broken into, and she immediately remembered the old woman's sharp scolding, and while spitting and scolding her, she quickly ordered people to go to the Flowing Water Garden to make amends.

"Who gave you the courage to dare to offend a nobleman! If the prince blames him, you won't be able to cut off your head even if you have ten heads!"

If she hadn't flashed fast, the spitting star would have squirted in her face.

King Yijia entered the house with an indifferent expression, and the clouds behind him shook off the falling snow on the umbrella, and the shadows were silently attached to him.

"It's hard to walk in the snow, it's late, Brother Chen, don't be surprised. Gu Changlan took off the fur on his body and handed it to Yun Man behind him, wearing an excellent brocade robe with a pulp wash, and a piece of nephrite with a good texture on his waist, which reflected that every part of his eyebrows and eyes were delicate and precious.

"What's the matter if you're late, I've only heard of his name, but I haven't seen him, but when I see it today, Brother Yi is really not an ordinary person. The man laughed heartily, and rudely tossed the fire around, and the sparks sprang everywhere.

"Where, it's really hard to see Brother Chen, my subordinates have negotiated with Brother Chen for more than a month, and I only got the truth today. Although the corners of Gu Changlan's mouth were smiling, and his words were very polite, he still revealed a very alienated and cold expression.

"Hahaha! The world is difficult, only wealth can move people's hearts, since Brother Yi has offered a good price, I will not be able to say anything again. "It turns out that this man is Chen Lu who King Yijia met with.

Yan Zhao shouted in his heart, these two people were clearly doing something unseemly, not to mention that the big man's hand had never left his knife an inch away, even the shadow of the little guy behind Gu Changlan was generally attached to him, but he was also a master.

She didn't dare to come out, she couldn't move at the moment, and she listened carefully to the two people below.

"Brother Chen is determined to see me, but now that I am sincere, I don't know what I want......" King Yijia stood indifferently next to the fire, stretching out his hands to bake above the flames.

He was born fair, his fingers were as slender as jade, his nails were round and shiny, and he was as gorgeous as if he was about to melt away in the flames, but the expression on his face was as cold as ice, and his arrogance was overflowing with words.

Even Chen Lu couldn't help but look at it twice, and said with a smile: "Brother Yi is really the best among people, if the daughters of my family see Brother Yi, I am afraid that they will leave all the other sons and daughters behind." ”

King Yijia didn't even smile, just waited for his answer.

Chen Lu stopped chatting when he saw this, although he had some power, he was always in business, and this transaction didn't look big, but judging from the buyer and Yun Man who he had fought before, I was afraid that this surnamed Yi was either rich or expensive, even if he couldn't do business, don't provoke it.

"On the evening of the fifth day of the first lunar month, ten miles further north, you prepare 50,000 taels of silver tickets, and I will give you the things. ”

Fifty thousand taels!

Before Chen Lu's words fell, Yan Zhao was taken aback, and she saw King Yijia's brows frowning slightly, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she said angrily: "What person!"

Chen Lu's face suddenly changed greatly, and he grabbed the long knife in his right hand, but before he could make a move, Yun Man had already jumped up, and between the rabbits and the falcons, Yan Zhao had already taken them out.

This change was just between lightning and thunder, Yan Zhao was carried out by Yun Man, and he was stunned for a long time and didn't dare to believe that he was discovered without warning.

The sound of her breathing was almost nothing, and even Chen Lu, who was closest to her, didn't notice it, and King Yijia found out that there was only one possibility, that is, he knew that he was hiding here!

How did he know that he was there? Could it be that he had been sending people to follow him since he came out of the Fu Mansion?

What is he hiding here for?

On a cold day, cold sweat began to break out on Yan Zhao's back, and the originally warm fire became scorching, her dark eyes glanced at Yun Man on the side, feeling that she was being unloaded, and as soon as her eyes rolled, she changed her mind to escape.

"Uncle spare my life! The little one just happened to sleep here, and the two masters let me go." Yan Zhao leaned on his back, tears streaming down his voice, trembling like chaff.

King Yijia and Chen Lu didn't seem to hear it, they were silent, calculating each other's thoughts.

"What I said is true! It's all true! As long as the two of you spare my life! The younger one will definitely be a cow and a horse for the two of them in the next life, and go up the sword mountain and down the sea of fire!"

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Yan Zhao begged for mercy even more, his face was covered with snot and tears, and he looked even more pitiful and unbearable.

Finally, Chen Lu's eagle eyes swept towards Yan Zhao, but he quickly calmed down.

"Brother Chen, won't you give an explanation?"

"Brother suspects me of setting up an ambush?"

"It's just a lot of asking, the rebel prince has not been ambushed, selling private horses, and if he is not careful, he will be punished for conspiracy, and it is understandable that everyone should be careful with each other. ”

Sell bootleg horses!

Yan Zhao gasped, and almost fainted in a panic.

The Hu people and horses are strong, and the famous horses of the Great Zhou Dynasty are all paid tribute by the Hu people, and if you want to do this business, not to mention the tax and silver to be paid to the imperial court every year, you must first get the permission of the imperial court, and every horse that crosses the border must be recorded, which leads to the rampant private horse dealers.

However, there are too many good horses who do not know where to go, and the court will not sit idly by.

Even the sale of smuggled horses has been spoken, and it seems that they can't get out.