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Thinking of Nian Qianyao, he had another headache, and a few days ago, he went back and forth at the sticky rod, saying that Nian Qianyao controlled the entire Yunnan post station, and it was not to block the letters, it should be because he was afraid that Xia Liansheng would deliver news to others. Xia Liansheng has been watching this person for two years, he doesn't have any great skills, but he can research and invent some useful weapons, he originally wanted to let Xia Liansheng occupy the position over there for Nian Qianyao, and then transfer Nian Qianyao to the capital to control the Nine Gates, so that he can at least stand firm. It seems that he is still too naïve to think about it, Xia Liansheng has no ambition, and can listen to Nian Qianyao's arrangement. Nian Qianyao, a general who has been guarding outside for so long, can he really put down the power in his hands and come back to take over the Nine Gates? The emperor couldn't understand why Nian Qianyao chose the latter between the position of the emperor's cronies and a third-grade senior member who guarded outside. That's because he didn't know that Nian Qianyao had always been in contact with the Wang family, and he didn't want to directly offend Wang Ziteng and squeeze him out of the position of Admiral of Jiumen, and he had been guarding outside for so many years, and he said unceremoniously in Yunnan that he was the local emperor of the soil, and he was comfortable for more than ten years. Now let him suddenly return to the capital, and he may meet a powerful person who wants to bend down to say goodbye after walking two steps, he is really unhappy.

The emperor thought for a while, looked at the paper with the word 'forbearance' written on it, and asked Su Peisheng to bring the brazier and burn them all.

Although the emperor couldn't figure it out, he still decided to stay put, and still planned to transfer General Nian to the capital after a while, he was not afraid that his own people would be selfish, at least now Nian Qianyao's ability to hold his own power is indeed rare, what about selfishness, just use it for him.

The emperor called Su Peisheng and told him to only tell the sticky pole, telling them to pay attention to the letter that Xia Liansheng might send, not to let Nian Qianyao know, and to send it back to him quietly. Su Peisheng responded, and quietly withdrew to inform the sticky pole.

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The carriage swayed along, descending the hill and following the water upstream, slowly along the side road. Xia Liansheng's bones were about to disperse: "I shouldn't have believed Chahar, who knew that the road by the river was actually a mountain road!" My carriage is equipped with shock absorbers, and it still dangles like this, and I don't know how other people have taken this road. ”

Fanning's lips were also pale as he was jolted, and he said unsteadily, "Are we really walking along the river?" Why can't I hear the water at all? ”

"Of course I can't hear it, we're on the cliff, the river doesn't know how deep it is under the cliff, Chahar!" Xia Liansheng was jolted again, and he yelled at the initiator.

Chahar stopped the car with a blush on his face and stuck his head in, his face ashamed. "My lord, I'm really sorry, the post said that you can take a shortcut in front of you, but I think let's continue to go around." As he spoke, he opened the carriage door completely, so that Xia Liansheng and Fan Ning could clearly see that the so-called shortcut was actually a rope to cross the river... Cordage...

Xia Liansheng waved his hand weakly, and said weakly: "You are in charge, I will lie down first... He climbed back into the carriage, hating himself for taking a shortcut to death, just find an official road and run slowly to Dali? Fortunately, Fanning didn't have a strong sense of line, and Chahar didn't report to him, otherwise wouldn't he hate himself to death.

Chahar received Xia Liansheng's eye signal and knew what he meant, so he turned the carriage around without saying a word, preparing to find a way around the river.

Just then, a crack came his face, and Chahar dodged, an arrow grazing the end of his hair and digging into the carriage door behind him. With a 'dang' sound, Xia Liansheng was startled, and Chahar reminded loudly: "My lord, there are people in front, be careful!" After saying that, he jumped out of the carriage, hid around the carriage, drew a long knife from his waist, and looked ahead vigilantly.

Unexpectedly, at this time, another cold arrow hit from the side, and before Chahar could react, he was shot in the upper arm of his right hand, and the long knife fell to the ground with a "dang long" sound, and Chahar was carried to the ground by the momentum of the cold arrow. At this moment, Chahar didn't care about checking his injuries, so he hurriedly turned over, jumped into the carriage in one step, tightened the reins with his left hand, and drove the carriage back to the way he came, while shouting and reminding: "My lord, there is an enemy attack, we have to go back!" ”

As soon as Xia Liansheng heard Chahar's reminder, he took out a pistol from the secret compartment of the carriage. This pistol was still the part he was waiting for when he was waiting for his custom-made carriage, and he tortured the idle craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry to beat him, he thought that after all, he didn't have to enter the palace again, and it was better to carry a gun with him for travel safety. It was a revolver with six bullet nests, Xia Liansheng carefully loaded the few bullets into the pistol, and when he was about to push the door out, Fanning stopped him, and he was about to ask why, when he heard Chahar sit in the front seat. He smiled at Fanning soothingly, and said, "There is also a sleeve crossbow in the dark compartment next to it, the range is not too far, you can tie it to your hands and protect yourself." "The sleeve crossbow is the evolved version of the one that Xia Liansheng brought before going out from Jinan, its buckle is similar to the chain buckle of a men's watch, you can bring it with one hand, if your arm is thin, you can also pad two layers of clothes, anyway, the man's arm is almost the same, Xia Liansheng is not afraid that Fan Ning can't buckle it, and the sleeve crossbow is a popular style now, and he is not afraid that he will not use it. After speaking, he opened the door, lay down beside Chahar, turned his head and saw the arrow on Chahar's arm, and frowned.

Chahar saw Xia Liansheng open the door, saw his expression, and hurriedly said: "My lord, the injury is not very serious, the villain can still bear it, you better go in, I can rest assured." ”

Xia Liansheng ignored him, and looked intently at a figure on horseback that appeared in front of him at this time, it seems that people have already set up an encirclement here, but I don't know how many people there are this time.

The rider got closer and closer, and Chahar saw the person in front of him clearly, his eyes widened in surprise, and he said incredulously: "Three ghosts of the Yellow River? ”

"Huh? What the heck? Fan Ning, who had just tied his crossbow sleeves, also followed, and when he heard Chahar's words, he asked casually, Xia Liansheng was almost laughed at by this magical conversation. Chahar explained with a serious expression: "The three ghosts of the Yellow River, according to legend, are the three elders of the White Lotus Sect, and the only three brothers with different surnames who have seen the real person of the White Lotus Sect, these three people are said to have survived the battlefield of the previous dynasty, and their hearts and minds are to overthrow our Daqing Dynasty, so they are especially trusted by the leader of the White Lotus Sect." Chahar told what he knew, and Xia Lian said that he was really from the grassroots, and he didn't even know this bit of gossip. Before he could finish his confession, Fan Ning picked up again: "Ah, I remember, the three ghosts of the Yellow River, I heard a friend from Dali Temple mention it before, it seems that he ran away with their sect leader when he exterminated the White Lotus Sect, and I don't know if it is life or death." ”