Outside the city of Runing

"Is there anyone in the city who is your grandfather's friend or something, the kind with money and a little power." Looking at the steaming porridge shed outside Runing City, Zhao Shuo seemed to see a savior. With Yang Qianqian in her arms, she walked for three days and almost collapsed Zhao Shuo, there was no way for her shoes to be worn and she couldn't wear them, and even the soles of her feet had several cuts. It's still good to fish for four years, and the quality is good.

Today, I finally saw someone maintaining the city that was still giving porridge, and he was really a good official. Look at the tears in those holding a bowl of hot gruel. After drinking it all, the aftertaste of the eyes smashed the look of the mouth.

"I don't know if there are any friends of my grandfather in Runing City, but the officials in the city should know about my grandfather." Yang Qianqian, whose eyes were slightly red in Zhao Shuo's arms, wiped the sweat on Zhao Shuo's forehead very gently with her sleeves, and replied weakly, because of Zhao Shuo, she was a little lacking in confidence.

"Can they help us if they know? Or send someone to send you back to Beijing? ”

"If you know, you will." I guess they'll be happy if they can get their grandfather to owe them a favor through her.

"So what are you waiting for, let's get over here." Zhao Shuo's footsteps were windy, and he felt that Yang Qianqian in his arms was much lighter.

"What are you doing? I want to drink porridge and line up. The soldier with his saber in hand kept the order on his face.

I'll go, this is porridge? No wonder those people are still unsatisfied.

"Master Jun, what, we're not here to drink porridge, that Master Jun, do you know her grandfather Yang~" What is Grandpa Qianqian's name?

"Qianqian, what's your grandfather's name?"

"Finding faults? Get out of here, or don't blame me for being rude. Several soldiers around him began to walk towards Zhao Shuo.

"My grandfather's surname is Yang Mingzhi Wenzhong." It's so embarrassing, so sad, the hateful Brother Shuo actually forgot.

"Yang Zhi's character is loyal." Zhao Shuo hurriedly shouted, "Master Jun, Master Jun, we're not here to make trouble, I'm just here to ask if you know his grandfather Yang Bing Yang Wenzhong, Master Jun, don't draw a knife, I'll go, I'll go." Zhao Shuo wrapped his left hand around Yang Qianqian in his arms and turned around and ran, saying as he ran, "Didn't you say that your grandfather was famous?" ”

Civilized law enforcement, opposition to violent law enforcement, how can we draw a knife at the slightest disagreement?

Zhao Shuo, who had run twenty or thirty meters, glanced back, stopped and prepared to bypass Runing City to continue his journey, but fortunately no one chased after him, those people were absolutely forced to dare to wield a knife.

"Stop, don't go." Before Zhao Shuo could go far, a voice came from behind him.

Damn, what's going on? Why don't you just ask? Even if you don't know each other, there's no need to be like this, don't be so ruthless in doing things.

Zhao Shuo, who had not been running for a few steps, stopped, and pulled out the Miao knife and lancet while putting down Yang Qianqian, "Don't look back, run quickly, run as far as you can, I'll stop them." ”

"Why are you stunned, don't you run quickly, wait for death!" Looking at Yang Qianqian, who was still standing in place with teary eyes, Zhao Shuo pushed Yang Qianqian angrily, making a fool at the critical moment, this is not a bad pen, this is a hole in the brain.

Yes, they couldn't run away, the ball was dead, and eight soldiers surrounded the two of them. With Zhao Shuo and Yang Qianqian as the center, the surrounding victims were scattered in all directions, forming a circle very tacitly, and there was a good show to watch.

"ci~" Zhao Shuo inserted the lancet in his right hand into the soil, then pulled out the dagger and handed it to Yang Qianqian, "Alas~You... Let's see. After saying this, Zhao Shuo's face instantly became hideous, he bowed down and pulled out the lancet, and shouted as he saw his arms in eight figures: "Nima*, don't you just ask?" Is this necessary? Labor and management are dead today, and they also pull a few cushions. ”

Nima, why don't you draw your knives around us? , it won't be to play monkey, right?

"Little ~ brother ~ brother, misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Not far away, a middle-aged man in leather armor was panting and shouting as he ran, "Which one is Miss Yang Qianqian?" ”

"I see." Zhao Shuo muttered to himself with a burst of momentum.

After the tea time, Zhao Shuo's face was still a little red, this misunderstanding almost made a big fuss, fortunately I didn't rush over to fight with them at that time, otherwise I would have to cut a few drops.

"Miss Yang, don't you know your father?"

"My father was swallowed up by the flood, but I was afraid of ......" Yang Qianqian wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"......" Liu Dade wiped the sweat from his forehead and didn't know how to reply to Yang Qianqian's words, "I don't know who this son is?" ”

"The general is polite, my name is Zhao Shuo, the people in the rivers and lakes call me Avatar, and I am a nobody with no background."

"...... "If you don't say it, don't say it, what kind of nobody, just look at the posture of the two of you, the intimate appearance, it must be Yang Gelao's grandson-in-law, and I am just a small hundred households, is it appropriate to call me a general?" Don't make people laugh off their big teeth?

"By the way, General Liu, Grandfather Qianqian~" Zhao Shuo asked in a dragging voice.

"Zhao Gongzi rest assured, I have sent someone to inform the adults in the city, and you will definitely send someone to the capital to reassure Lord Shoufu." Liu Dade twisted, "I'm just a small hundred households who can't be called a general, just call me Dade." ”

Isn't Shousuke the prime minister, my legs are a little weak, who will help me? And the girl on the back, can't you say it clearly? I want to know that your grandfather is the first assistant, and we will suffer so much? Isn't this asking for trouble?

"Suck~Gurgling~" Zhao Shuo took a deep breath in the bath bucket, held his breath and dived into the water, rubbing his hair and face with both hands, for about thirty seconds.

"Poof~Suck~Comfortable~" is that the back wound is a little painful to soak in warm water, Zhao Shuo carefully wiped his back with a bath towel.

"Hiss~" Zhao Shuo took a painful breath of cold air, taking a bath is not comfortable, and he also took a hammer to wash. Zhao Shuo stepped out of the bathtub and put the bloody bath towel in his hand on the edge of the bath tub, then picked up the dry bath towel on the barstool and wiped his body and hair.

Zhao Shuo, who was wearing pants, sat on the table and chair, picked up the chopsticks and began to sweep the food prepared on the table.

"Crunch!" The door opened.

"Why are you here?" Looking at Yang Qianqian, who was supported by the two maids who pushed the door, Zhao Shuo was a little puzzled, why did he simply change his clothes and wash his face and come to me?

"I~I~ brought good gold sore medicine, I'm afraid that they will hurt your wounds, why don't you let them serve Brother Shuo?" Yang Qianqian's voice trembled slightly, and her face was even more red like a monkey's buttocks.

"You still have a foot injury or something, hurry up and wash up and eat something and then sleep well."

"Brother Shuo, your wound is bleeding again." Looking at the bath towel on the bath tub, Yang Qianqian patted the hands of the two maids who were supporting her, endured the pain from her feet and walked behind Zhao Shuo, stretched out her hands and stopped in mid-air to touch but didn't dare to touch.

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