Early morning.

His Majesty the Emperor, who had not slept all night, led two thousand guards to the temporary camp of fifty exceptions.

On the way, His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help but think, how good it would be if Yang Shuang was Xiao Wu!

A pair of water and fire prisoner dragon sticks slaughtered the Quartet, shocked the barbarians, intimidated the Xiaoxiao, and protected the throne Yongchang in the name of the king.

He sometimes thought that if Yang Shuang didn't sacrifice the Western Regions, maybe things wouldn't have become so complicated.

But in the face of great achievements, he was reluctant to throw out the fat in his hand again.

Look, on the official road, the carriages full of silk, ceramics, calligraphy and paintings have already set off with the caravan, and when they return, it will be a cartload of jewels and silver...... Yes?

His Majesty the Emperor suddenly glared at him, no!

If Yang Shuang dies and smoke rises in the Western Regions, aren't these things meat buns beating dogs, and there is no return?

"Zhang Xutuo, stop them, the Zhangye section of the Silk Road is temporarily closed!"

However, at this moment, he saw Changsun Sheng riding his mighty and majestic donkey galloping wildly.

"Holy! Holy! Big things are wrong!! ”

Yang Jian sighed in his heart, it's over, Yang Shuang is dead!

"Holy!"

Approaching Long Roll, Changsun Sheng turned over and dismounted, and crawled to the side of the carriage with a rolling belt.

"Qiqi Sheng, most of the governors have run away!"

Hearing that something was wrong, Yang Jian was already thinking about how many troops to arrange to reinforce Dunhuang, and his ears had automatically ignored Changsun Sheng's words.

"I know!"

“⊙，⊙！” Changsun Sheng's face was full of confusion, what do you know?

Your two daughters and a niece, with Miss Yu, who is like a flower and jade, went into Yang Shuang's bed early in the morning to watch her fart?

This can be known in advance, and it is really His Majesty the Emperor who is omnipotent!

Yang Jian's mind turned, and he suddenly noticed that Changsun Sheng's words behind him were different from what he imagined!

"What did you say?"

"The Metropolitan Governor has run away!"

"He's still alive?"

"How much do you want him to die?" The eldest grandson in the circle blurted out without thinking.

I immediately remembered that this was not the group of second goods from the Western Regions camp, but His Majesty the Emperor.

"Back to the Holy Lord, the Metropolitan Governor was treated by the Great Wizard last night, and his injuries are temporarily fine."

Yang Jian's spirits perked up, and he suddenly had the urge to look up to the sky and laugh, God bless Dasui!

However, thinking of Yang Shuang running away, he hurriedly asked, "Why did Yang Aiqing run?"

"Back to the Holy Lord, last night the Metropolitan Governor woke up, and suddenly heard that it was your nephew who was injured by the White Ridou General, and he was quite worried, and in the morning he heard that Li Yuan was dead, and he was even more frightened, he was afraid of you......"

"My Love Will !!" Yang Jian shouted loudly and snatched the war horse of the guard beside him, "Where is the Metropolitan Governor going?" ”

Changsun Sheng was dumbfounded, "I often run west!" ”

"Drive!"

"Protect the Holy One!" Zhang Xutuo, Yang Yichen, and Pei Renji shouted and chased after each other.

Not long after, on the flat and stable official road, only Changsun Sheng and the gorgeous car were left in the spring breeze.

How the hell is this like a joke?

How did he know that the stormy Great Sui was at the most critical moment, and Yang Jian, who wanted to help, already regarded Yang Shuang as his mighty, very obedient and sensible fifth brother.

It's not self-hypnosis, it's that birthmark on the wrist!

Weishui Riverside.

Yang Shuang's face was full of horror, covering his bloodstained chest with one hand, while galloping wildly.

The pursuers behind him were not assassins, nor five hundred sword and shield soldiers, nor Shi Da and others.

It's Yang Lihua, Yang Awu, Yuwen Eying, and a little Lori who looks like a porcelain doll.

"Little uncle, stop!"

"Uncle, be careful of the wind and cold!"

"Husband, where are you going?!"

Nest grass!

Where did Lao Tzu come from?

And still a young girl under fifteen?

Yang Shuang shuddered suddenly.

Damn, I had a good night's sleep, but when I woke up, I found that there were four women in the bed!

What's even more terrifying is that the four women also ripped off his dirty pants and stroked his ass.

Yarn?

If it weren't for the excessive blood loss and the whole night's work, he would definitely be woken up early, but unfortunately, his body and mind were so exhausted that he slept like a dead pig.

So much so that the four women came for a whole hour before he woke up.

Damn Shi Da, when Lao Tzu escapes this catastrophe, he will definitely find you forty shithorns!

However, then again, it is true that the soul did not marry a wife before his death!

As early as when Ma was lost, Dong Dazhui had already roughly recounted the life of the soul, and there was no news of marriage at all.

Hmph, look at Lao Tzu's majesty and majesty, you widows want to take advantage?

“！”

Cattle are different from horses, the latter is used to drive, and the former must be used!

Turn the corner, oh!

Stop, whew!

It's exactly the same as the donkey's password.

chased and fled, Yang Shuang was in front, the four women were in the middle, the tail was falling with a giggle, and there were many sword and shield soldiers who were in a mess and many generals of the Western Regions.

The breeze is coming, the weeping willows are swaying, and the silk catkins are broken and scattered, rendering the Weishui River into another world.

Here, it seems, there is no war and no disaster.

The simple people in coarse linen clothes, ignoring the dry cold that had not yet faded, dug ditches with bare feet and dug ditches, leading the river water to the farmland.

The babbling and idle children are running around chasing catkins, and the smiles on their faces are innocent.

On the endless ridges, there seem to be a few literati who are going green, holding the scroll in their left hand and outlining with a pen in their right hand.

Thundered!

The bull came running, and everyone looked up.

"Wow! Grand Governor! ”

"Look, the Governor is here!"

"What a big cow! It would be nice if it could be borrowed to cultivate! ”

"Huh? Who are those four gorgeously dressed girls? ”

"My Fair Lady No, Hero, Lady! Tyre! Those shameless women, let go of my Dadu !! ”

Hearing the shout, Yang Shuang's face on the back of the cow turned green, this sentence is so familiar!

Following the prestige, I saw a person carrying a hoe who did not need to sweat, rushing like a meteor to chase after him.

Yang Shuang shuddered, turned his head and scolded back: "Who is your Grand Governor!" ”

"Haha, where is the governor going, in this life and this life, the little girl will not marry you!"

Without waiting for Yang Shuang to vomit blood, the people who were busy farming threw away their work one after another.

I don't know if this strong man made a good start, and all kinds of shouts came one after another.

Some want to have children, some want to be wives, and some want to warm the bed.

The folk style is fierce!

Yang Shuang kicked the bull's front legs, causing it to accelerate.

And the four little ladies who were sandwiched in the middle were so angry that they were about to cry.

"Don't rob my husband of !!"

Hula-la

The vast wilderness has not yet been planted with crops, so people have no taboo detours to intercept it, and it seems that this is a game!

Especially the man who didn't need to be strong, after throwing away the hoe, his strong arms were raised, and his two long legs were like installing a small electric motor.

Sudden Sudden Rush!

"Metropolitan Governor, I'm here for Mulan!!

“”

Yang Shuang was scared.