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Chapter 330: Nie Xiaoju's needlework

The county seat of Anlai County was rebuilt after the destruction of the Shang Dynasty by the Great Sui Dynasty, and the county seat was submerged by the Luo River, which was diverted, and most of the people in the city were buried underwater. Even now, bones can be picked up from the wilderness from time to time. It was precisely because of that flood that the already dilapidated temples in the city became even more dilapidated.

When Fang Xie stopped the boat and docked, Sun Maocai, the county commander of Anlai County, who had received the news before, had already waited on the shore with people. They were greeting Kincha-sama for the first time since they became officials, so it seemed that both of them were nervous. Of course, this pressure is not all given to them, relatively speaking, Ye Jinnan, the four-rank general of the left avant-garde, makes them even more afraid.

In order to show respect, not only did the county magistrate bring other county officials and local gentry here, but even organized a group of elderly people over 60 years old to welcome him. It's a brilliant trick that local officials have tried and tested time and time again. Although Sun Maocai and Li Heimin greeted Qin Cha for the first time, they had never heard of this kind of method.

First, greeting the elderly people represents enough respect, and in the past, when the emperor traveled, he would have such an arrangement when he arrived in a certain place.

Second, this is a good way to show political achievements, so that the elderly and in good health come out to greet them, which means that the local officials are in a good way, and the people are living a lot of age and are still in good health, which fully shows that the parents and officials are serious about doing things.

Although Fang Xie was also the first time to do Qincha, he encountered too many methods along the way.

He spoke very gently and politely with each of the old people, and asked some parents for short words. For example, is there enough food to eat, how is the body, and the children in the family are still filial. These officials are already familiar with the Eastern and Western solutions, and compared to ordinary officials, there is no trace of sincerity on his face.

The welcoming ceremony was simple and solemn, and flawless.

Fang Xie boarded the carriage and headed in the direction of Anlai County. The forbidden army and flying fish robe of the freshly dressed angry horse make people look intimidating, but they are also a display of royal prestige. The Qin Cha traveled instead of the Son of Heaven, even if the Qin Cha was not of high grade, but at this time, even if he was facing a governor, he did not have to give a salute.

Due to headwinds, it arrived a little later than expected. When the team entered the city, it was already slightly dark, and Fang Xie and the others did not go to the county government but went directly to the residence arranged by Sun Maocai. This is a courtyard specially vacated by the local squire, although it is not large, but it is full of the unique style of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Because he had to stay for a day, Fang Xie did not refuse the dinner arranged by the county order again. However, it was still early, so the group went to the residence to take a bath and rest.

This garden does not occupy a large area, but the sparrows are small and have all kinds of organs. When Fang Xie had a memory, he started in Nanyan Dali City, but this was not the beginning of his life. Before he awakened, he didn't have an impression of where he went during this period of time and where he started to flee, but Shen Tianfan They all said that it didn't start in Yongzhou, that powerful person was in the sect of Shen Tianfan who handed him over to Mu Xiaoyi.

At that time, the other protectors of Fang Xie had already gathered.

The sect of Shen Tilting Fan is in Moshan, and it is still 600 miles away from Yongzhou. Moshan is in the territory of Nanyan, south of Dali, the capital of Nanyan.

After washing up in his room, he changed into clean and refreshing clothes, and Fang Xie sat on the chair and looked out the window a little distracted. Anlai County is still 500 miles away from Yongzhou, but it is only 7 or 800 miles away from Dali City in a straight line. This place is not far from the beginning of his life, and the closer he gets, the more uncomfortable the complex feelings in his heart become.

Shen Tianfan will not lie to him, his escape journey began from Moshan. What is certain is that the powerful man handed him over to Mu Xiaoxiao when he was still in swaddling clothes, and how long had he been born at that time?

Before I arrived at Moshan, I had zero memories and no impression at all.

When Fang Xie was conscious, he felt that he was being robbed. Now that I think about it, Shen Tianfan, who should be less than ten years old, wanted to throw him into the fire pit, and the eyes of Shen Tianfan at that time were full of hatred.

Fang Xie faintly felt that his soul had robbed a baby's body. And there is a huge secret hidden in this body, and his arrival has actually affected this secret from the beginning. If you are the key, then this key has changed its taste.

Fang Xie fell into deep thought as he sat in the room, perhaps because this place touched his state of mind. He tried hard to think about what happened before he woke up, knowing that it was completely futile but he refused to give up. If it was he who robbed the child's body, then whose soul was the child's before?

If Luo Yao took action personally, then what is the relationship between this child and Luo Yao?

Fang Xie didn't think that he might be Luo Yao's illegitimate son. But seventeen years ago, Luo Yao's second son Luo Wen was already three or four years old, and even if he had another child, there was no need for him to flee. In the southwest, who can threaten Luo Yao?

So it's impossible.

And Luo Wu was killed by Luo Yao himself more than twenty years ago, when he was not the general of the left avant-garde. Three or four years after Luo Wu's death, Luo Yao had a second son, Luo Wen, and then three or four years later, there was a solution......

It seems to be connected, but in fact there is no connection at all.

The closer he got to Yongzhou, the more worried and panicked Fang Xie became. He looked forward to finding the truth here, but he was afraid to know the truth.

Just when his mind was getting heavier and heavier, Mu Xiaoxiao knocked on the door outside.

"The county commander Sun Maocai was waiting outside, saying that a banquet had been set up in Hexing Building."

"Good"

Fang Xie shook his head and stood up, shaking off the chaos in his mind.

Fang Jie, who was wearing a regular suit, looked heroic, and his face was no longer immature. He was still an infant when he left here, and he was an adult when he returned. Seventeen years have passed in a flash, and who knows if this is the beginning or the end?

He took a deep breath as he walked out of the room, telling himself that since he was already here, what was the point of being afraid and worried?

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The customs of the southwest and the Central Plains are very different, such as this travel. The most widely used thing in the north is the carriage, and the Great Sui can't raise war horses, but the horses in the north are not rare to the point of rarity. For example, in Chang'an City, there are horse-drawn carriages that carry passengers through the city on every street. In the south, it is natural to go out by boat, but to walk around the city is to rely on sliding rods carried by manpower. The structure is very simple, it is two bamboo poles tied to a chair and carried by two sturdy men.

It's not that Fang Xie hadn't seen this kind of thing when he started to flee, but he hadn't sat on it. So when he saw the county magistrate waiting outside the door asking him to get on the sliding pole, Fang Xie couldn't help but be stunned. Although the two men who carried the sliding rod looked burly and strong, they still slightly resisted sitting on this East-West solution.

The county commander Sun Maocai saw Fang Xie hesitate for a moment, thinking that this upstart in Chang'an City was afraid, he secretly laughed in his heart It turned out to be an embroidered pillow, but he said with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, sir, this thing is very safe." The two of them have been doing this business all year round, and they have never dropped anyone. ”

Sun Maocai rarely saw such a noble son in Anlai County, and in his impression, even if the general's son Luo Wen was not good, he would never be afraid to sit on a sliding pole if he was good at martial arts.

The people from this capital are Jingui, and I didn't expect a small sliding rod to be unbearable.

Fang Xie hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head: "I'll just walk." ”

Anlai County is not big, and it is naturally difficult for Lord Qincha to walk Sun Maocai. So he leaned over to lead the way, and the others followed behind Fang Jie. The county Cheng Li Heimin and Sun Mao are the same thoughts, so they looked at Fang Jie's back with some contempt in their eyes.

Just when his expression was slightly revealed, he suddenly felt a chill in his body. He looked to the side and found that General Ye Jinnan was looking at him with a cold face.

To be honest, his respect for Lord Qincha is all pretended, but his fear of the left avant-garde is from the bottom of his bones. So he immediately lowered his head, not daring to be a little presumptuous.

A group of people walked to Hexing Building, and along the way, there were messengers from the county government to drive away the pedestrians passing by. Fang Xie looked at the fox and tiger guys in front of him, and did not hide the disgust in his eyes. Sun Maocai walked in front and turned back to talk to Fang Xie from time to time, so he naturally saw the expression on Fang Jie's face. His heart tightened, but he didn't understand what the young nobleman was dissatisfied with.

This kind of person is hypocritical, and he looks like a little white face who is powerless. But he pretended to be proud, and he was afraid that the man who carried the sliding rod would be able to kill ten such nobles alone. People say that the nobles in Chang'an City are all golden and precious like water, and they will be scattered when they touch it. Now it seems that it is worthy of its name, and it is just a façade.

Sun Maocai was thinking about these things in his heart as he walked, so he became more and more happy.

Just when there was less than 100 meters left from Hexing Tower, the officials in front had already run forward and planned to line up at the gate of Hexing Tower. It was such an empty moment, and suddenly a person rushed out from the people on both sides of the street, and slashed at Fang Jie's forehead head-on!

Sun Maocai was separated from the assassin and Fang Jie, and Sun Maocai was stupid the moment he saw the knife.

He was dumbfounded for a moment and then suddenly screamed, and subconsciously squatted down with his head in his hands. Then he heard a bang, followed by another muffled sound in the distance. He looked up tremblingly, and found that the assassin with the knife before had somehow flown out and crashed into the wall on the side of the road five meters away, and the man fell to the ground and convulsed a few times before he stopped moving, obviously not alive.

He turned his head to look at Fang Xie and found that Fang Xie was standing with his hands in his hands with a calm face.

In front of him, the inconspicuous black boy didn't know when he ran over. He was holding a *** in his hand, with the hilt facing forward. Apparently the knife was snatched from the Assassin with his bare hands, and then sent the Assassin flying with another blow.

"Lord ...... Sir......"

Sun Maocai's voice trembled a little, and his face was as white as paper. It was the first time in his life that he had encountered an Assassin, and he could not keep his composure.

But a minute ago, he thought it was just an embroidered pillow-sama, but his face didn't change at all. He just stood straight in place, staring indifferently at the fallen assassin.

At this moment, at least twenty assassins armed with various weapons poured out of the crowd, screaming and rushing towards Fang Jie's side.

As soon as these people appeared, the burly guy behind Fang Xie suddenly jumped out lightly. When he landed, he had an extra embroidery needle in his hand, and as he walked forward to meet the assassins, he threaded a red thread into the needle's nose. In the next second, the crunky guy who looked supposed to be heavy was shuttling among the assassins like a swallow. Dozens of people and dozens of weapons, but none of them could touch him.

When Sun Mao came to his senses, he was surprised to find that the dozens of people had not moved. The Assassins stopped, but their bodies trembled.

In the next second, Sun Mao was so frightened by what he saw clearly that his heart almost stopped.

The tall and burly man didn't know what means he used, but he actually sewed up all the dozens of assassins.

That's right, it's sewn.

The seemingly endless red thread connected dozens of Assassins, some through their chests, some through their necks, some through their cheeks, and some through their arms...... I don't know what kind of material the red thread is made of, but it is extremely tough.

And those assassins, where do they dare to act rashly?

At this time, the little Fang master said lightly: "Nie Xiaoju, why are you embarrassed to take out such a rough needlework?" It made you smile...... Next time, remember to sew it beautifully. ”