The three of them chatted with each other and ate with or without a pair. 【Fengyun Reading Network. Zhang Zeqing ate a few bites of food before explaining what he was laughing at just now.

"The rumors outside are not so tight, the county order has been cut off from the position, it seems that the government also wants to solve this matter as soon as possible, and does not want to be too entangled. Chu Ye just sent a letter, tonight, he wants to take us to a new place, so there is no need to be so aggrieved here. Zhang Zeqing said.

"Why change places? Now that Confucianism is like this, what will he do if he changes places? Duan He said.

Zhang Zeqing explained a lot, and Chu Xiao temporarily put a few people here for the safety of a few people. Now that the rumors have passed, it is natural to change to a good place. Chu Xiao had already prepared for the matter of Confucianism, not only prepared the carriage, but also came to a sedan chair carried by eight people. The sedan chair drivers were all chosen by Chu Xiao himself, and he was the sedan chair man who served the official master back then. The sedan chair is safe and stable, even if it is holding a bowl of water, it will not spill a drop.

Hearing that Chu Xiao had been prepared to this extent, Duan He didn't say much, waiting for the night to come.

After finishing his meal, Ju Siliang walked to the side of Confucius, holding a silver needle in his hand and preparing to take a look. Confucius was in a coma for these days, occasionally showing signs of waking up, but there was no movement so far. Ju Siliang was also a little scared in his heart, and chose a few X positions to go down.

Duan He and Zhang Zeqing watched from the sidelines, and everyone expected Confucianism to survive. The most nervous and worried is this Ju Siliang, and now when he sees the Confucian lying here, he seems to see himself. If it weren't for Confucianism, I am afraid that this matter would have fallen to the ground. Even if he didn't die, there wouldn't be another Ju Siliang to save him.

The silver needle pricked it down, and nothing happened.

Ju Siliang glanced at the two of them very embarrassedly, Duan He was a little worried, and Zhang Zeqing was a little gloating.

After a few more stitches, Confucius did not react, Ju Siliang shook his head in disappointment, turned around and sat down.

The air was quiet for a moment, and no one wanted to break the silence, and that was it, until late at night.

The night covers loneliness, loneliness, and many sins. Chu Xiao and his party walked in the direction of Duan He, and there was a horse behind them, which was for Zhang Zeqing. There was a carriage that was prepared for Duan He and Ling Li. There was also a sedan chair, carried by eight people, and kept for Confucian and Ju Siliang.

Chu Xiao is also a king no matter how big or small, it is not easy to think of this and do this.

In order not to make a mistake, Chu Xiao dared to come out only when it was dark. He and his two men were fine, riding horses. The carriage behind is also good, slowly catching up. The eight sedan chair drivers at the back were tired and half dead, carrying very heavy sedan chairs to catch up with the speed of the horses.

Finally came to the residence, and Duan He helped Ju Siliang to help Confucius onto the sedan chair. He hugged Ling Li again and got into the carriage.

"We, where are we going?" Before getting into the carriage, Duan He asked.

Chu Xiao smiled, and the smile was mixed with the night, making it difficult to recognize.

"You'll know when you arrive." Chu Xiao replied.

Seeing that Chu Xiao didn't want to say more, Duan He didn't ask and got into the carriage.

This is a very good carriage, in addition to a lot of space, there is also a table, on which are placed fruits and some snacks that are difficult to see in winter, it seems that Chu Xiao is prepared.

Sitting in the carriage, the horse staggered and walked slowly. The carriage carrying the Confucian scholar behind him could not go fast, and everyone had to accommodate him.

Sitting in the carriage, Duan He's heart was very stable. There are people guarding the front and back, and you don't have to be 100% spiritual.

Suddenly, Duan He only felt the car tremble violently, and then there was a noise outside, and there were shouts of killing from time to time.

The spirit that had just been put down was lifted again, Duan He held Ling Li tightly with his left hand, and the sword in his right hand was unsheathed and held in his hand.

He won't go out, as long as no one gets into the carriage, Duan He won't go out. Zhang Zeqing can solve the outside matter, if Zhang Zeqing can't solve it, now that he has not recovered from his serious injury, it is useless to go out.

The shouts outside grew louder and quieter. I only felt that someone had disturbed the carriage, and the carriage roared and ran out.

Duan He sat in the car, the carriage ran fast, and the fruit bowls in the car were all shaken to the ground and shattered.

I don't know how long I ran, but I heard a "boom" and the carriage stopped.

There was a tremor in the car, Duan Heyan used his internal force to protect Ling Li, and the two of them were able to sit on it.

"Whew".

With a snort, Duan He gently opened the sedan curtain, and it was dark outside. Duan He didn't dare to go down rashly, and huddled in the corner with Ling Li in his arms.

Waiting for the dawn, when the day dawned, Duan He dared to go down to see what was going on.

"Gu Siliang! Zhang Zeqing! Duan He shouted a few times, but did not respond.

The night makes the silence a little more terrifying.

Holding Ling Li and seeing her face, Duan He couldn't help but recall the scene when he met her for the first time. At that time, I was as embarrassed as I am now, and I still shouted "water, water." ”

"Water ......"

A voice pulled Duan He back from imagination to reality, it was a dry and hoarse voice, and that sound stimulated Duan He's weak nerves.

Looking at Ling Li, she actually opened her eyes, opened her mouth slightly, and shouted instinctively.

Duan He burst into tears, he had been looking forward to it for so long, but he didn't expect that here, Ling Li would actually wake up.

"Okay, water, water." Duan He wiped his tears and jumped out of the car with Ling Li in his arms.

The matter has come to this point, Duan He can no longer wait for the dawn.

Jumping down, it was dark, and only a light could be seen in the distance.

Duan He walked to the side of the carriage, pulled out the horse that had just recovered from the chaos, turned it around a few times, and rode on.

Ling Li was placed in the front, and Duan He sat in the back. The sword was tied to his back, protecting Ling Li's wound with one hand, and galloping out with the other.

The horse was about to lose its ability to run, Duan He urged the horse and ran forward.

The light finally got bigger and bigger, and the faint cry for help in Ling Li's ears made it difficult for Duan He to stop.

Finally, the light grew bigger and bigger, and sure enough, it was a house.

"Anyone? We were passing by, and we came in and asked for a glass of water. Duan He knocked on the door.

There were two knocks, but no one answered and no one opened the door, and the lights in the house suddenly went out.

Duan He subconsciously dodged back, and inside the door, a person came out with a knife.

"Huh!"

With a shout of rage, the knife slew over. Duan He retreated, turned around and slashed his sword. Poof, piercing through the man.

Duan He's serious injuries have not healed, but the speed of his sword has not become faster. With just this combination, the man was already a dead body and fell to the ground.

Looking at the dead bodies on the ground, Duan He didn't have time to think about it, and entered the house with a sword.

Light the candles, but fortunately, there are no other dangers in the house.

Duan He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, put Ling Li on a chair, and found water for Ling Li.

(End of chapter)