Chapter 133: Triumphant
A carriage drove out of Western Chu, stop-and-go, flickering east and west, there was no regularity at all, during which there were several interceptions of Western Chu, all of which were left behind by this treacherous carriage, even if there were two short-handed encounters, this carriage also rushed out of the encirclement at the fastest speed, and continued to go east.
On this day, the sun rose high, and the carriage broke out of the thick fog and came to a forest, the dark forest was like an unfolding picture, indicating the unknown, and there was a small town in front of the forest, and a few wisps of cooking smoke rose in the town, licking the blue sky.
Chu Renfeng tightened the reins, stopped the carriage, and reached out to touch the blood on his shoulder, this was the third time that the wound was torn and had not been taken care of. Western Chu knew his whereabouts for the first time, and set up layers of interceptions, which can only show that the ally south of the river with the appearance of an eagle and wolf looking around did not want to simply let Chu Renfeng rob Zhao Xuanji's wife and children back to Dawei, and stumbled halfway through, but it is not easy to provoke countless people who have killed people, and half-truths and half-truths told Zhuge Wei me many layouts of Southern Liang, such as the mysterious Nanliang spider web brocade robe Lang, which was deliberately leaked by Chu Renfeng to the Western Chu national teacher.
Slightly distracted, Chu Renfeng suddenly remembered the young Ding Yi, the young Ding Yi went to Nanliang to rob Kong Qingyu, unfortunately died in the process of fighting with Kong Dao Buddha, he entered Western Chu and robbed Zhao Xuanji's wife and children, will he end up the same as Ding Yi, if that is the case, His Majesty has to invite Zhao Xuanji to fight again.
couldn't help laughing at himself, Chu Renfeng glanced at the town, the dilapidated and mottled courtyard walls, the broken doors and windows, this isolated border town was desolate everywhere, but a brand-new small courtyard stood out from the crowd, located outside the town, incompatible with the whole town, like a vivid and delicate flower suddenly appeared on a picture scroll that was not outstanding in style.
Chu Renfeng drove his horse to the front of the courtyard and lifted the curtain: "Mrs. Zhao, Zhao Gongzi, rest here, take a break before setting off." β
Zhao Xuanji's wife's name is Du Juan, she is a woman who is as graceful as water, soft inside and strong outside, the wound on the shoulder of the Chu people's phoenix is not left by the Western Chu army, but this woman does not let the marshal woman with the eyebrows stab out with a sword, if it were not for Zhao Wuji, who was trembling in her arms, the marshal's wife would not hesitate to bite her tongue and commit suicide, not letting her husband be in danger and in a dilemma.
Zhao Wuji trembled all over, frightened and abnormal, Chu Renfeng was tantamount to a demon who killed people without blinking in his eyes, that day he was playing in the courtyard, a figure from the happy sister's house next door crossed the courtyard wall and appeared in his own courtyard, and then the national teacher Zhuge Wei I appeared with everyone, although there were many people, but they were all stabbed to death by the pale Chu Renfeng with a sword, and then the uninvited person Tu caught himself and his mother all the way east, along the way the middle-aged man was polite and did not do a little outrageous, but in Zhao Wuji's eyes, Chu Renfeng is tantamount to a flood beastγ
Knocked lightly on the door, and after a while, a girl with pigtails opened the courtyard door, a small head was exposed, a pair of black and shining eyes looked at the person in front of her, and asked crisply, "Who are you?"
Chu Renfeng looked left and right, the soft sword on his waist was unsheathed, and he shook it slightly, and the soft sword was wrapped around the girl's neck for two weeks: "Pass by, ask for some food." β
The girl was surprisingly calm, she didn't shout, she just looked at Chu Renfeng in a daze, tilted her head and thought, "I need to ask my young master." β
Chu Renfeng narrowed his eyes, could it be that in this poor and remote place, there are still masters in the world?
"Sangsang, who's outside?" a lazy voice came out in the courtyard, although he deliberately lowered his voice, but he couldn't hide the immaturity in his tone.
Chu Renfeng could see a young man lying on a rocking chair from the slightly open door, lazily squinting and napping.
The girl named Sangsang turned around and shouted, "It's a passerby, come in and ask for some food." β
"We are in this poor and remote country, few people come, even if there are pedestrians passing by, most of them are not good people, Sang Sang is gone, and I will sleep until the young master, I will not spare you!" said the young man, and was about to turn over and find a comfortable position, when his whole body suddenly stiffened, bounced away like a leopard, and rolled on the spot with two donkeys.
The rocking chair he had just been lying in was divided in half in an instant, if it weren't for the juvenile alert, it would be the juvenile who was divided into two sections, the juvenile touched the cold sweat on his face, put one hand on his waist, and made a fight.
Chu Renfeng walked into the courtyard, turned around and closed the courtyard door, everything was natural, as if he was not a passerby, but the owner of this courtyard: "It is rare to see such a good seedling in this poor country, what is your name?"
The girl who seemed to be missing a tendon held her head high and said proudly: "My young master's name is Murong Yanzhao. β
The young man glared at the girl, if the young master and I die one day, most of them will die on your mouth: "Hero, that's the boy's name, fake big empty, it just sounds good, you can call the boy a dog mongrel." β
Sang Sang was glared at, a little aggrieved in his heart, the young master's words don't count, he just said not long ago, if anyone dares to call him a dog mongrel again, even if he chases and kills to the ends of the earth, he will take the other party's dog life, how long has it been, how can he forget.
"Dog mongrel?" Chu Renfeng smiled: "This name is good, very down-to-earth, we are just passing by and need some food, you don't need to be too careful." β
Murong Yanzhao smiled brightly, bowed his head and bowed his waist: "Don't say it's a meal, you can live here with the hero, today the kid will cook by himself, stir-fry and cook for the hero, and make sure that the hero will not make this trip in vain." He turned his head and said sharply to the girl: "Sangsang, hurry up and make tea for the hero, take out the best tea in our family, if you don't brew it well, I will break your legs carefully, young master!"
"Got it, young master. Sang Sang said obediently, leading Chu Renfeng into the hall, today the young master smiled so brightly.
Even if Murong Yanzhao had already instructed the little girl to take out the best tea leaves and brew them, the little girl who was a fan of wealth was distressed for a while, and played a careful eye, mixing good tea with old tea and brewing it, the taste was almost the same, and she shouldn't be able to drink it.
After Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Wuji sat down, Chu Renfeng sat down, took a sip of tea, and smiled slightly.
Sangsang's eyes are crooked, haha, I'll just say that I can't drink good or bad.
Zhao Wuji on the side had a heart hanging, cowardly and cowardly, not daring to look at Chu Renfeng, all the real villains are knowledgeable and gentle, Zhao Wuji thinks that the Chu Renfeng in front of him and the national teacher Zhuge Weiwei have some similarities, he is very afraid of the national teacher in Luoyang City who is more powerful than His Majesty, although every time they meet, Zhuge Weiwei always greets each other with a smile and touches his head.
As if seeing Zhao Wuji's fear, the cuckoo grabbed Zhao Wuji's cold little hand: "Wuji, it's okay." β