The torrential rain poured down, and it took less than half an hour to flood the road, and slowly, the rain was a little lighter, but it had a long trend, and it seemed that it would continue to rain until night, and a group of people who were originally just temporarily sheltering from the rainstorm were trapped in the post station.

Yang Feng sat in the house, opened the door, and didn't care when he saw the rain sweeping in, he couldn't go on the road today anyway, he could only wait until tomorrow, hoping that everything was still in time.

Why did the Qi Seeker sneak to the capital? For him, it was the most dangerous place in the world. What does the so-called "new Tianzi Qi" mean? Could it be that Chun Yuxiao has found a new target for demagogy? Yang Feng thought about it and felt that there was only one possibility.

There was a commotion outside, and although the rain was loud, it could not suppress the shouting.

The four entourages stayed in the same room as Yang Feng, and one of them glanced at Zhong Changshi, went out of the house in the rain, and soon came back, bowing down and saying: "The three villagers wanted to come in to avoid the rain, but they were stopped at the door by the post man, so they quarreled. ”

Yang Feng snorted and didn't take it to heart, and the entourage was just about to return to his position, but Yang Feng changed his mind, "Call them in." ”

"Yes." Yang Feng's entourage was all his cronies who had been cultivated by himself, and he was obedient to him and never asked a word more.

Not long after, three peasants followed their entourage through the rain and stood at the door, not daring to enter the house.

The age gap between the three is quite large, the old one is in his sixties, so thin that he only has a handful of bones left, but his stomach is bulging high, barefoot, rolling up his trouser legs, holding a straw hat in both hands, and nodding at the adults in the house, "My lord, forgive me, the rain is too big, we can't hurry, we have to borrow the eaves to avoid the rain, I didn't expect to collide with the adults." ”

The other person was in his thirties, a big black and strong man, wearing straw sandals on his feet and a straw hat in his hand, bowing his head and saying nothing, as if he was a little afraid of officials.

The last person was a teenager, half-hiding behind the big black man.

Yang Feng looked at the three of them for a while, and then said, "Since it is shelter from the rain, come into the house." ”

The old man bowed again and again, standing at the door, not daring to get too close to the official, and the young man hid even more tightly.

Yang Feng said: "Old man longevity? ”

"Lord Cheng asked, the little old man is fifty-three this year, a hard-working person who is exposed to the wind and the sun, and he looks older." The old man bowed and nodded every time he spoke.

"Are you from the country?"

"Yes, my lord, my ancestors have lived here and have never left."

"How far is this place from Hangu Pass?"

"That's half a day's journey."

Yang Feng was silent for a while, and then asked, "Is it common to travel on horseback here?" ”

The old man said with a smile: "Where do adults say, adults and nobles can ride horses, people like us can ride a donkey, it's good, usually we still have to rely on these feet to walk." ”

"That's strange, it's only half a day's journey to Hanguguan to ride a horse here, if you don't ride a horse, how do you know it's half a day?"

The old man's head nodded more frequently, "Although the little old man is not blessed to ride a horse, but I have also heard that people have said that the distance, the adult must ride a horse, so the little old man said that it was half a day, to say walking, get up before dawn, hurry up and hurry up to get to the pass after dark, but at that time the gate is closed, and you can't get in." ”

Yang Feng nodded, and turned his gaze to the old man's side, "That black man, report your name." ”

The big black man kept his head down, not as deferential as the old man, and was a little forced, and when he heard the question, he said angrily: "Lord Hui, the name of the little man is Zhang Tiepimple." ”

"As your name suggests, are you really as hard as an iron lump?"

"Adults are joking, how can the names of the small people be hard?"

"Really? I heard that there is an iron-headed Hu San'er in the rivers and lakes, a head is practiced like copper and iron, once competed with the white horse Zhao Qianjin, hit his head on the sledgehammer, both sides took three steps back, regardless of victory or defeat, and became famous in this battle. ”

The big black man didn't squeak, and the old man smiled and said: "My lord is well-informed, and we, the rough villagers, know an iron lump, but we have never heard of an iron head." ”

"Most of the rumors in the rivers and lakes are untrue, Zhao Qianjin was killed by a burst of random arrows, and Hu San'er's iron head is afraid that it will be in vain, so he will go down with a knife and discipline him in a different place."

The old man was still laughing, but the big black man couldn't help it, and shouted: "People have seen through it, what else are they pretending?" Let's go! ”

As soon as the black man spoke, the old man and the young man had already taken action, pulling out the short sword from the back of the big man, the old man jumped high, and the young man rolled out from between the big man's legs, and pounced on Yang Feng in two ways.

Yang Feng sat upright in his chair, he had been on guard against the assassins since he left Baima County, so he didn't panic at all. Behind him, the four attendants raised their right arms at the same time, showed the arm crossbow that had been hidden behind them, and fired the trigger, two arrows were fired at the old man in the air, and the other two arrows attacked the black man and the young man respectively.

The house where Yang Feng is located is already the largest one in the post station, even then there is not much room for manoeuvre, the arrow is like electricity, it is difficult to dodge, but the old man in the air rose again in an instant, jumped on the beam, the young man on the ground also suddenly changed direction, rolled towards the door, dodged the crossbow arrow, only the black man on the opposite side moved a little slowly, looked at the arrow, roared angrily, and still rushed to the target.

Four attendants drew their knives in their hands, one closely protected Yang Feng, three faced the battle, and three attendants rushed in to help the battle, while more people stayed outside.

The battle didn't last long, the big black man was the first to be knocked down, two knives were on his neck, he didn't dare to move, after all, it was flesh and blood, not comparable to copper and iron.

The boy was one against two, and after a few moves, he was forced into a corner, left and right, and he couldn't hold on for long.

Only the old man was temporarily safe on the beams of the house, and the two guards jumped several times in a row, but they were all repelled by him.

Yang Feng said without raising his head: "A sword immortal Du touches the sky, but unfortunately there is a roof above your head, you can't touch the sky, and you still want your grandson's life, just jump down." ”

The young man said loudly: "Grandpa, leave me alone......"

Old Han Du touched the sky and could see it clearly above, his grandson was indeed not the opponent of the official, and he couldn't help sighing, "Don't hurt my grandson, I'll come down." ”

The two guards stopped, still holding knives and trapping the boy.

Du Motian threw down the short sword first, and then the person jumped down, stood up without kneeling, raised his head and looked at Yang Feng, without the appearance of a rural peasant.

"Iron-headed Hu San'er, a sword immortal Du touching, and a Du Chuanyun, why are there only three of you? Why didn't the others come? ”

The other party even grasped the name of his grandson, and Du Motian sighed again, "Your Excellency is really not simple, you are in the deep palace, although you know all about us Jianghu characters, I also said that Zhao Qianjin is in Baima County, how could he die in the hands of a eunuch and dozens of local soldiers, it turns out that ...... There are scum in the rivers and lakes who report to you. ”

"Ventilation news? You are not plotting, and it is not difficult to inquire about you. Heroes of the rivers and lakes, how can ******** not publicize this kind of thing? The day after Zhao Qianjin was killed, forty or fifty high-rollers gathered in Baima County and vowed to avenge him, and two days later, they gathered in Linzi City, the number of people had reached more than 120, and they drank from noon to night, and swore to take revenge again, and the location was chosen near Hangu Pass. But when they set out the next day, there were only about 50 people left, and everyone else made excuses to leave. Am I right? ”

Du Motian was dumbfounded, he couldn't have expected that a Qincha was still a eunuch, although he would also pay attention to things in the rivers and lakes.

The iron-headed Hu San'er, who was lying on the ground, said angrily: "Those guys are ungrateful, greedy for life and afraid of death, and there are only thirteen of us ......"

"Talk less!" Du Motian shouted, Hu San'er was excited, and hurriedly shut up.

"It's only thirteen." Yang Feng shook his head, "You were lying in ambush outside Hangu Pass, planning to sneak attack, but this heavy rain broke the matter, so the three of you pretended to be villagers and came to inquire about the news." ”

"Now that Your Excellency knows, we have nothing to say, Zhao Qianjin has friends all over the world, if you kill us today, there will be someone to avenge him in the future." Du Motian turned his head and glanced at his grandson, "There will also be someone who will avenge us." ”

"Of course, I'll wait for you for a month." Yang Feng took the teacup from the hand of his entourage and took a sip gently, "People take tea and cool, and after a month, you will just be an exaggerated legend, in the legend, I am a despicable and shameless person, and you are a righteous hero." This is probably the revenge of the rivers and lakes for you. ”

The more Du touched the sky and listened, the more shocked he became, "Your Excellency...... Where is it sacred? ”

Yang Feng didn't answer, and an entourage walked in outside, soaking wet, and said in a low voice: "Yang Gong, that person is here." ”

"Are you sure it's him?" Yang Feng asked.

"My subordinates saw it with their own eyes."

Yang Feng stood up and said to Du Motian: "This rain has damaged your ambush and almost ruined my big thing, but my luck is better than yours." Do you believe that there are really people in the rivers and lakes who can touch the sky with one hand? ”

Du Motian really didn't understand what Yang Feng was saying, "Don't be complacent, you haven't entered Hangu Pass yet, let alone returned to the capital." ”

Yang Feng walked out and stopped at the door, "Leave them overnight, wait for the other ten to come and save people, if they really come." ”

Yang Feng walked out of the room, and immediately an attendant held an umbrella to protect him from the rain.

The sky was slightly dark, the rain was much lighter, and the water in the courtyard had accumulated to a depth of half a foot, and Yang Feng waded through the water, walking forward under the guidance of another attendant, and there was no other protector by his side.

The inn welcomed a new group of guests, all armoured officers, few in number, only about twenty, who had apparently been hurrying in the rain, soaking wet, and the rain running down their armor.

The war in Qi is peaceful, the wolf smoke in the north is rising again, and there are often military officials who go to the capital to deliver letters, and the post is not surprised at all, and is busy arranging rooms for them and taking care of the horses.

Yang Feng walked to a room, and several officers held the hilts of their swords, looked at the visitor coldly, recognized this person as a eunuch, and refused to salute.

Yang Feng hugged his fists and said: "Please give a word, Yang Feng begged to see Mrs. Cui." ”

The officers' faces changed in unison, and one said: "There is no ...... here"

Someone came out of the room, motioned to the officer to shut up, and said to Yang Feng: "Yang Gong is okay when he comes. ”

Sure enough, it was Taifu Cui Hong, Yang Feng's heart that had been mentioned for a long time finally came back a little, he didn't care about the revenge of the high-rollers in the rivers and lakes, all he remembered was Chun Yuxiao and Cui Hong, and now, he finally caught one of them in time.

"Yang has been here for a long time, I want to say a few words to Taifu, if Taifu is willing to listen, maybe you and I can work together to return to the capital, if you don't listen——"

"How?"

"Yang is willing to splash his blood with Taifu on the spot."

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