The post house outside the imperial capital became lively because of the arrival of the prince of southern Xinjiang, but there was some oppression in this bustle. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The reason why info is lively is because there are more people in the post house than in the past, and the accent and clothing of the people in southern Xinjiang are obviously different from those of the Great Song Dynasty, and the clothes of the Great Song Dynasty are much wider than those in southern Xinjiang, and southern Xinjiang is also biased towards corseting. Two kinds of service, two voices mixed together, plus the people on both sides have been busy in the post house, it seems to be a lot more lively.

And this kind of oppression is because in the midst of this bustle, there are more guards in the post house, and every guard has a solemn face and a straight body, and it looks a little duller.

In a room upstairs, there was a person sitting, this person was dressed in black, with black hair tied high, his appearance was handsome, and he was not inferior to Moliuchi, it was Zhuge Yu. The coercion he carried made the room a little dull. There were also many people standing around him, and opposite him, a middle-aged man in the official uniform of the Great Song Dynasty was standing.

"What else does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince command?" he asked with a smile, his attitude respectful but not humbling because of Zhuge Yu's coercion.

Zhuge Yu, who was sitting at the table, shook his head and said, "The adults have arranged it very thoughtfully. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged official smiled and said, "If the prince has any needs, just give orders, His Royal Highness will be tired of traveling, and the officials will not bother." ”

"Send your lordship. Zhuge Yu looked at the entourage on the side.

The middle-aged official bowed out of the room. The attendant watched him leave, turned and closed the door, and stood back in place.

Zhuge Yu picked up the tea on the table and drank it, his face was gloomy and cold, but he had a sense of peace.

"How's the matter with what I asked you to inquire about?" asked Zhuge Yu after a long time.

An attendant on his side immediately replied when he heard this: "The Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty sent King Su Mo Liujin to greet His Royal Highness, and King Zhao Mo Liufeng accompanied him. ”

"Why, isn't Moliuchi coming?" asked Zhuge Yu, his voice cold and flat, as if he didn't care what the answer was.

"He is in charge of His Highness's security, and he is already on his way to the inn. ”

"Oh. Zhuge said. Pick up the tea and continue drinking.

The retinue stopped talking. The room was quiet, and the faint aroma of tea spread through the room.

"Go down, all of you. After drinking a cup of tea, Zhuge said.

A few people saluted quietly and walked out. Zhuge Yu got up and stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside.

On the avenue leading to the post house outside the city, the two of them walked slowly.

"Master, aren't you in a hurry?" Xiao Jiu finally couldn't help but ask.

From the time he got out of the palace, Moliuchi hurriedly asked him to prepare a horse, saying that he was going to come to the post station, originally he didn't have to be in such a hurry, there were naturally guards in the post station, and there must be no need to worry about safety, Moliuchi didn't matter even if he went again tomorrow, but King Su should have gone today, I really don't understand what happened to his grandfather.

He just followed him in a hurry, but the person who was obviously in a hurry at the beginning is now walking so slowly.

"What's the hurry? It's worth hurrying over. Mo Liuchi smiled, laughing brightly, well, there is still some narcissism in it, although Xiao Jiu doesn't understand why Mo Liuchi is narcissistic.

"Then why do you prefer to ride a horse, it's not very good to ride in a carriage. "Little Jiudao.

"Because I'm in a hurry. ”

What is this? Xiao Jiu's face froze, and he simply didn't say anything, didn't ask anything.

"Where is the third brother now?" asked Mo Liuchi after walking for a while.

Speaking of this, Xiao Jiu's face changed, and there was some grievance in his eyes when he looked at Moliuchi, but looking at Moliuchi, who couldn't take his eyes off it, he sighed secretly, it's really ...... to have such a master on the stall

Before, Moliuchi hurriedly asked him to find a horse, of course, finding a horse is a trivial matter, the problem is that Moliuchi not only asked him to find a horse, but also let him drag King Su.

Isn't this embarrassing for him? However, Mo Liuchi said that no matter how difficult he was, he had to do it, so he could only arrange a scene to drag Mo Liujin down.

Speaking of which, this scene is also cliché, but it is just to let two people look for trouble on the street, so as not to go to prison, but also to block the road to delay Mo Liujin's time.

Xiao Jiu calculated the time, and according to their speed, when King Su arrived, they wouldn't be able to arrive.

"Probably out of town. ”

"How long do we have to get there?"

"About the time of a pillar of incense. ”

"Where's King Su?"

"Traditionally, it's only a quarter of an hour. ”

Xiao Jiu really doesn't know what his grandfather is for?

"Oh. ”

Ink Pool nodded, and stopped talking.

After walking for a while, when he was able to see the post house, Moliuchi suddenly sped up, and by the time Xiao Jiu reacted, Moliuchi had already run away.

Xiao Jiu hurriedly followed, and when he caught up with the ink pool, the ink pool had already arrived outside the post house, and the guards had already seen the ink pool, and when they saw the ink pool in front of him, they immediately stepped forward and saluted, and when the ink pool got off the horse, he took the reins in the ink pool and led the horse away.

Moliuchi stood still in front of the door, and Xiao Jiu followed.

"What do you think?"

Xiao Jiu was puzzled by the words that suddenly appeared in the ink flow pool, so he looked at the ink flow pool.

Mo Liuchi shook his head, and said with some hatred: "Why is this king so stupid by his side?"

"How does my Great Song Dynasty compare with the soldiers in Southern Xinjiang?"

Can you blame him? Xiao Jiu was a little aggrieved, but he set his eyes on the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty and the soldiers of Southern Xinjiang who were guarding the post house. I secretly compared it in my heart.

"The minion is clumsy. "Half a day, nine times. Just looking at it like this, there is no accuracy at all in comparing the two. In terms of momentum alone, it can only be said that it is on par.

Mo Liuchi laughed, "These are all those who have never been on the battlefield, and there is no comparison. Real soldiers are the ones who have gone through the rain of swords and guns. ”

At this time, the middle-aged official walked out of it and came to Moliuchi and saluted: "I have seen His Royal Highness King Shu." ”

"You don't have to be polite. "Inkflow Pond Road.

Lord Yu got up and said to Moliuchi: "The prince of Southern Xinjiang is upstairs. ”

Mo Liuchi nodded, and followed Lord Yu towards the inn.

Someone had already informed Zhuge Yu that Moliuchi was coming, so when Moliuchi arrived, he knocked on the door and entered Zhuge Yu's room.

Zhuge Yu was sitting at the table, and in front of him was a pot of freshly brewed tea, the fragrance of tea was overflowing, and the room was full of fragrance.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, long time no see. Moliuchi was the first to laugh.

"Soon. Zhuge Yu shook his head, his voice cold, "King Shu, please take a seat." ”

"This king misses His Royal Highness the Crown Prince very much, and he came on horseback without hurrying. Moliuchi sat down and spoke, pouring himself a cup of tea as he spoke.

"It turned out that the sound of horses' hooves just now was King Shu's coming. Zhuge said.

"Yes, this king is anxious to see you. (To be continued.) )