Seventy-five years of Da'an, scorching heat.

A horse-drawn carriage runs along a winding path on the side of a mountain stream.

On both sides of the mountain road, the vegetation is flourishing and lush.

The forest is deep and shallow, the insects are singing and the birds are singing, and they are quiet.

A handsome young man in a brocade robe was sitting in a carriage, opening the curtain and poking his head out.

He was not in the mood to enjoy the 5A-level scenery like a landscape painting, but stuck out his tongue and became drowsy, like a dead dog.

In his mouth, he muttered, and he could vaguely hear words such as "horses can cross a bath", "seven years of labor and management Chinese have been read in vain", "orphans before wearing, and still orphans when landing", "I hung up before chasing my son-in-law for nine years".

There is no love on the face.

Jing Zhe had crossed five days ago, and he had been in the car for four and a half days, and during this time, he had already finished reading the memories of this body.

This is an alternate era, and the place under your feet is called Anguo.

His father Jing Wenmao was an official in the capital Jingzhou when he was young, and later offended his colleagues in the court and was demoted to the small border city of Pengzhou.

The Jing couple were kind to people in Pengzhou and had a good life.

It's a pity that when Jing Zhe crossed over, they had already died of illness.

The original owner of the body was just after the end of his filial piety, so he set off for Jingzhou to prepare for the examination to gain fame, which was regarded as the fulfillment of Jing Wenmao's last wish.

It's just that this carriage is too slow, and I don't know when it will arrive in Jingzhou.

Boredom, Jing Zhe retracted his head back into the car, lay down on all fours, and started today's salted fish mode.

……

"Hiss Law~"

With a horse barking, the car stopped.

"Arrived?"

Jing Zhe was resurrected with full blood, and his spirit came in an instant.

When I jumped out of the car, I found that there was still an empty valley in front of me, how could there be a shadow of Jingzhou?

The eyelids shrugged down again.

"Childe, it's far away to Jingzhou! There are still a few miles away from the boundary of Yongzhou! ”

The coachman walked over and said with a smile.

"Didn't arrive? You don't get there for a few moments... What the? ”

"Childe, there is Bishan in front."

The coachman pointed to the steep and dangerous peak in front of him, "Childe also knows that the mountain thieves are famous, let's pass by here, and Childe had better change into plain clothes." ”

Jing Zhe probably guessed what he meant, he was dressed in a brocade robe, anyone who saw it would think that he was a rich son, who would the thieves rob him if they didn't rob him?

But there was no fear on his face, and he asked rhetorically: "Aren't they all saying that this mountain thief acts chivalrous and righteous on weekdays, and only robs corrupt officials and rich businessmen?" What are we people afraid of? ”

The coachman nodded, thinking to himself that I am a common man, but you are not.

"The sun is scorching, and the bandits may not be so dedicated. Even if you do, it's not a big deal to give a little hard money. Speaking of which, this son wants to see the demeanor of the bandits with his own eyes! ”

Still want to see bandits?

Sick!

The coachman glanced at Jing Zhe, thinking to himself that this good man of Jing Da would not have given birth to a stupid son, right? Is this still going to Jingzhou to take the test?

No longer answered, just talking haha.

Anyway, if you want to rob you, you will be robbed.

I, the common people, am not afraid!

Then get in the car and continue on your way.

……

When people are unlucky, they can fly with a fart.

After walking for half an hour, Jing Zhe only felt his body shake, the carriage stopped again, and there was a slightly crying shout from the coachman outside.

"Male... Childe, mountain... Bandits! ”

Jing Zhe lifted the curtain to see that there were more than a dozen masked black-clothed men riding tall horses in front of them.

it!

Has this mouth been opened?

A thief is a thief after all, no matter how good the reputation is, he is essentially a reckless man who blocks the road and robs money.

Jokes can be made, but if you really encounter it, you still have a weak heart.

Jing Zhe didn't dare to hold it up, so he hurriedly got out of the car and stood side by side with the coachman, like a little man waiting for the big guy to speak.

One of them, a big man in black who looked a little naïve, rode forward, looked around the two of them, and was quite disgusted: "The owner of the village, it's just a son, it's not the person we have to wait for!" ”

"In that case, let's go."

It was a woman who spoke, and when Jing Zhe looked over, she had already turned her horse's head, only to see the graceful figure wrapped in a black power suit.

"Well, let's go."

The Han Han repeated her words, turned around and left.

Seeing this, Jing Zhe patted the frightened coachman's shoulder with some pride, "What did I say?" ”

The coachman wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he didn't know whether it was hot or frightened, and smiled, "It's a little too much!" The heroes of Bishan do chivalrous and righteous deeds on weekdays, how can they embarrass the good people of Jing? ”

"Hehe..."

This sycophant is not advanced, but Jing Zhe is very useful.

As soon as these words came out, the female owner of the village, who had already walked a few steps away, stopped and turned back.

Riding on a horse, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes stared at Jing Zhe condescendingly, "Are you the queen of Jing Dashan?" ”

"Aang..."

Jing Zhemu nodded.

"Your name is Jing Zhe?"

"Uh... Yes..."

Jing Zhe was a little confused, his father was just famous, why did the thieves even know his name?

After listening to this, the female owner of the village looked carefully, and her chin tapped, as if she believed his words.

"Where are you going?"

"Jingzhou."

Feeling that the female owner of the village had no malicious intentions, Jing Zhe was relieved.

"Your home is in Pengzhou, stay there honestly, what are you going to do in Jingzhou?"

“……”

The tone is tough, not like asking, but questioning.

Jing Zhe was a little speechless, his home is Pengzhou, so he must stay there forever? How does the population move? How does culture spread?

God's special logic teacher!

"I went to Jingzhou to gain fame."

"Your family background is not bad, and your life in Pengzhou is much more comfortable than looking for people, what is the merit of the examination?"

"A good man has ambitions in all directions, and he naturally wants to serve the court to gain fame!"

He dealt with it calmly on his lips, but in his heart he slandered: What are labor and management going to do to you?

Phew, no birds!

"Huh."

The female owner of the village sneered after hearing this, "A good one has gained fame, and a good one has served the imperial court!" Someone—"

The next thing I saw was that she waved her hand back, "Tie it back!" ”

"Yes, tie it back!"

The Han Han went and returned, and instantly surrounded him.

Jing Zhe was stunned, and his heart was not good!

These thieves don't deal with the imperial court, and he still says "serve the imperial court" in a shy, who will people do if they don't do it?

Immediately shouted: "Heroine, I was wrong!" In the future, if I am killed and will not serve the imperial court, will I go to Jingzhou to play? ”

"Big brother, don't tie me up, can you give you some hard money?"

"I can't lift my shoulders or hands, so it's useless to go up the mountain?"

"! Tie people up, tie people, where do you dig your hands? ”

“……”

Jing Zhe was hysterical, but he couldn't change the fate of being kidnapped, and the female owner didn't forget to go back and make up for it.

"Too much talk, let's get knocked out."

“……”

Then, the Han Han man stepped forward, and the big fist of the casserole rose into the air.

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