Chapter 210: Gaoling Junxian

Those black-clothed people who attacked and killed Xiang Liang went down the mountain all the way, and simply killed a team of black-armored soldiers patrolling the mountain and mixed into the Qin army, pretending to patrol the mountain, quickly left the patrol range of the Qin army, discarded the armor of the Qin army and walked for a while, they were much faster than ordinary people, and they could travel thousands of miles a day in the mountains as if they were nothing, although they were not in a hurry, they had already walked more than a hundred miles, and the sky would flash into an ordinary farm yard at dawn. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The seemingly peaceful farmhouse was bloody, and there were several male corpses in the house, from the white-haired old man to the drooping child. And the most tragic thing is the back room, the bodies of the female members of this farm family are all here, but they are all **** dead without blinking their eyes, and the miserable death is even difficult to imagine what kind of humiliation they suffered before they died! The weirdest thing is that the heads, chests and lower abdomen of these female corpses are strangely sunken, covered with a strange yellow, and their skin is saggy, as if they have aged dozens of years overnight!

However, the men in black turned a blind eye to their resentful remains, as if they had long been accustomed to them, and took care of themselves to change into the clothes they had left here earlier, discarded their original black clothes in the house, and then set fire to cover up all traces of sin. The blazing flame of Zhurong baked their faces, like the eyes of the peasant family that would not blink their eyes, and they must remember the faces of these enemies firmly. Under the firelight, the leader is slender, with a compassionate face, gentle and elegant facial features, and the age of about fifty years makes it impossible to see what kind of well-dressed beast is under the skin of such a compassionate face.

"Let's go." Song Yi put on that tolerant mask again, and even spoke in a much gentler tone. "Where is Gao Lingjun?"

"Five hundred miles away." The size of the guards around him was not so tall and eye-catching, it was just the standard size of ordinary guards, and the expression on his face was not fierce, but shrewd.

"Hurry up and get to the inn before evening." Song Yi's heart was full of disdainful sneers, but his face was still gentle.

When Gao Lingjun arrived at the inn, he was told that it was full, and he was immediately a little annoyed.

Of course, this post house is not a post house of the Qin Dynasty, but a post house led by King Chu Huai, and each anti-Qin force has set up a post house in their own territories, in order to facilitate communication between each other and the transmission of military information. So you can imagine how humble such a post house is. Basically, a bunch of people is crammed.

Gao Lingjun had already sent someone to report the news, why didn't he say that it was full at that time? Now a large group of people are sleeping in the open air, where do you tell them to live for a while? Do you want them to sleep in the wilderness in the middle of the night?

The post house is a retired veteran who was disabled on the battlefield, and he also has a bitter face: "There was a wave of envoys who moved in just now, and it was really empty." ”

Gao Lingjun was even more annoyed when he heard this, how could there be an envoy who didn't take the guards to explore the way? This is obviously bullying them and the country is weak! He didn't dare to get angry at the envoys, so he could only pour his anger on Yicheng: "Since they are envoys, where do they come from and where do they go?" What is the purpose? You make it clear to me. ”

Gao Lingjun is about thirty years old, and he is a middle-aged man in modern times, but he is actually middle-aged in this era. The face is slender and long, and the three long whiskers under the chin are fluttering, and it really looks like there is a bit of a fairy wind and bones, but this amount of energy is really small, and he is actually angry at a postman.

Yicheng is miserable, he knows where he came from, the question is whether this can be shouted casually? Not to mention the purpose, where will the envoy explain to him a little postman? He could only cry and beg for mercy.

There was such a noise in front of the door, and the people in the house naturally couldn't sit still, so a few guards shook out with their arms in their arms and reprimanded: "What's the noise? ”

"My lord, this adult also wants to spend the night, but there is really no place...... "Someone helps share the firepower, what else does Yicheng care?" Of course, I wish I could bring disaster to the east immediately.

"Adults too?" The guard led by him glanced at Gao Lingjun, seeing that he was dressed luxuriously and powerfully, and immediately clenched his fists, "I don't know the name of the adult?" It's better to report to the master. ”

"There is a strong man, in the lower Qi country Gaoling Jun, to the Chu country as an envoy." In front of these aristocratic families, Gao Lingjun suddenly regained his demeanor and no longer took the post to be angry.

"The State of Qi went to the State of Chu? It just so happened that we came from the country of Chu and went to the country of Qi. The head of the family sent someone to invite Song Yi again, and said with a smile.

"Who is the owner of the discontent? I came in a hurry, I didn't prepare a gift, please forgive me. "Gao Lingjun is also very proficient in these nonsense etiquette.

"The main family of Chu State ordered Yin Songyi."

Song Yi's reputation Gao Lingjun has also heard of it, where do you dare to take it? The attitude at the moment is two points more respectful.

Song Yi is also a pretend, as soon as he "heard" that Gao Lingjun, the envoy of Qi State, was coming, he asked someone to invite them in, and said a lot of polite nonsense, sat down with the guest of honor, and politely made a lot of chase, and finally got to the point.

"I don't know where Gao Lingjun wants to go?" Song Yi asked with a hypocritical smile of aristocratic standards.

Of course, there is a way to say this, although the current capital of Chu is set in Xuyi, but everyone in the world knows that King Chu Huai is just a puppet of Xiang Liang, and the real power is in the hands of Xiang Liang. But although the puppet is a puppet, he is also the leader of the anti-Qin forces, and if there is anything to do, he must report it, lest Xiang Liang find an excuse to destroy him, just like the unlucky Qin Jia and Jing Ju. It was four hundred miles away from Dingtao, and the news of Xiang Liang's defeat could not be spread even if he had grown wings for such a day. Song Yi meant to ask him if he was going to see King Chu Huai or Xiang Yu. Further, it is to ask him if he wants a tangible benefit or just a nominal thing.

"I heard that Wu Xinjun has been like a bamboo recently, and he is very majestic?" Gao Lingjun is well versed in the three flavors of aristocratic Taijiquan, and it is not too abrupt to say that the wind and horses are not related.

Oh, it's looking for Xiang Liang. Song Yi understands in seconds. But since he was asked to be an alibi, of course he couldn't just be sent to death in the chaos like this, otherwise what was he driving hundreds of miles a day for?

"Oh, there's a sentence in the next one that I don't know if to say or not." Nonsense, of course you say this to talk about it, what do you buy?

However, Gao Lingjun seemed to be very fond of this, and immediately made a deferential statement: "Please also ask Mr. for advice." ”