Chapter 298: Killing the King (2)

"When did this dead boy get into the car!".

The Great Xia Mission, which "returned in vain" from the Beijing Division, finally arrived at Yumen Pass, this time, it was no longer sneaky, and more than 100 soldiers of the Great Beijing Dynasty escorted them, and they could not tolerate any small movements.

The convoy was connected from end to end, forming a large circle, and the old man who was driving the car noticed a person lying on the haystack.

"Sss

The boy got up from the haystack, looked around, and asked, "Where is this?" ”

"Hey, pretending to be confused, huh? Come on, from where you hit, you dare to hide from the haystack! ”

"Uncle Yue, what's going on?" A woman came from a distance, looking curiously at the boy on the haystack.

The old man glanced at the woman, and immediately smiled, "Hidden Flower Girl, this kid who came from nowhere, didn't even let people find out, hiding in the haystack alone, these soldiers of the Dajing Dynasty are not eating something!" ”

The woman glanced at it and saw that it was a ten-year-old boy, so she let down her guard, "Forget it, looking at his face, it is estimated that he has not eaten for some days, and he is so hungry that he has come to find food, come with me." ”

"Me?" The boy asked, pointing to himself.

"Or else?" A smile crossed the corner of the woman's mouth, "If you still want to sleep on it, it's okay, but when the time comes, those soldiers in front of you will find out, and if you are an assassin, you will be stabbed to death with one shot." ”

The young man looked at the unfamiliar convoy of envoys, his eyes rolling, cautious, step by step, following the woman, walking in the circle formed by the convoy.

Some of the men who were resting and cooking looked at the woman and a teenager behind her, and showed a lewd smile. "I didn't expect the Tibetan flower girl to like a little white face, it's still so tender. I just don't know if this little guy has developed well? ”

"Haha, Ah Man, you suffered that kick at the beginning, aren't you unwilling?".

The man who was ridiculed unconsciously tightened his legs and said angrily: "What's the matter? At least I've touched the feet of the Hidden Flower Girl, have you? Have it? ”

"Go, go,. Do you want to let the Tibetan Flower Girl give you a few more slaps? ”

“……”

The ridicule came one after another, making Ah Man go directly into the set up tent, and he was furious.

The woman said to the boy, "Wait here for a moment. I'm going to fetch some food, and you can put it away and go, so that the soldiers in front of you don't find out." ”

The young man pursed his lips and nodded, "Mmmm, thank you, sister." ”

Zanghua touched the young man's head, "This little mouth is so sweet, it's a pity that it's a southerner, otherwise it won't hurt to take you back to Daxia." ”

The boy smiled and said, "I'm a ...... of the Kukun clan."

Zanghua was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned around, you know, this is still the royal land of the Dajing Dynasty, and the Yumen Pass is still a hundred miles away, "You say, you are ...... Kukun's? ”

The young man was serious and said, "My father is, but my mother is from the south." It's a pity I got lost. The boy had a lost look on his face.

There are many tribes in Daxia, but they all call the people of the Dajing Dynasty the people of the south, the people of the south.

Zanghua pulled up the young man and said, "Go, follow me to meet Her Royal Highness the Princess!" ”

Outside the big tent, two personal guards crossed their scimitars and said, "Who is he?" ”

"Alu, Aray, get out of the way. This young man is from the Kukun tribe and lives in the Dajing Dynasty, so I will take him to see the princess, and maybe I can help him find the tribe. ”

The two guards frowned and muttered, "Kukun clan? I heard that as soon as the male doll of the Kukun tribe was born, he had to carve three wounds on his eyebrows. As he spoke, he lifted the boy's loose hair, and when he saw the three faint scars, he patted the back of the boy's head, "Go ahead." ”

Zanghua smiled, and when she saw that Ah Lu had confirmed it, she said happily: "Look, I'll just say that he is." ”

In the big tent, Hu Yan Minglie looked at the information about Lin Lan collected from all over the place, and his eyes were shocked. "Working in poetry, being well-informed, and having so many ways to make money, such a person is really a tricky existence."

"Princess, we met a young man on the road, from the Kukun tribe, who was separated from his family. He said that it was his Abba who had taken him to join the tribe and had gone lost here. ”

Huyan Minglie looked up, saw the gray-faced young man, and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Yang Ming."

"Nanren's name?"

The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "My grandma is a southerner who was robbed by Abba, and her name was taken by Grandma." ”

"That's ......" Huyan Minglie looked at the young man who had been staring at the meat on her table, and smiled: "Take it and eat it." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of the boy's mouth, and he walked over slowly.

Burst!

A dagger with cold light sparkled into her body at the moment when Hu Yan Minglie didn't notice it, and the young man's laughter became cold.

The Tibetan flower behind him screams loudly!

When the guards who heard the news saw this scene, they were also devastated!

Huyan Minglei, assassinated!

It seems to be a tribute to Lin Lan's assassination in the Dajing Dynasty.

……

……

Seeing the pair of golden unicorns, a pair of eagle-like eyes finally showed a smile. "Finally, I have been able to eat and drink again for two years, and I haven't received the imperial court's salary for a long time since my Xining soldiers."

"Zheng Qingnan, Jingshi has handed it over to you. You can toss as much as you like, but there is one thing, no matter how shocking it is, the Xining army can't step into the palace in one step, this is the bottom line! ”

"The eldest husband guards the country, and he will return as a horse leather shroud!"

"Come on, it's a big fart, and it's a horse leather shroud. Zhao Defang's 5,000 miscellaneous cards, as well as the 3,000 girls in the city, are the opponents of my 8,000 Xining Army? Their fathers and sons, uncles and nephews, how they love to fight for the throne, that's their business. Since Zhao Defang sent this pair of golden unicorns to Lao Tzu, let's Lao Wu help him. ”

The man with a gloomy face on one side looked at the silhouette of the Jingshi in the distance, without any kindness and pity, and said, "Zhao Han has tried every means to bring down the prince all his life, and turned his head upside down...... It's really better to calculate people than to calculate the sky, and the sky is not as good as the secret calculation. While saying witty words, he casually took the wine sent by Zhao Defang and drank it, and did not seem to feel the slightest guilt because he directed a tragedy by himself.

"Well, what kind of wine is this, it's so strong, it's delicious! But Wu Shuai, you don't want to fight for the throne at your fingertips? It's better to be an emperor than a county king, don't you say? ”

Wu Zhongping smiled and said, "Be the emperor? In troubled times, I can fight for the king of this county, and now the world of the old Zhao family, I, an outsider, am afraid of the tiger who will shock the mountain when I knock on the mountain, this palace fight, we will not mix. If it is true that the army goes south and reaches a stalemate, once the northern front is lost, it will be ruined! Although we Lao Wu can afford this crime, we can't let this group of barbarians fall well, right? ”

The two raised their glasses and touched the wine, talked and laughed, and the chaos began.

The smoke of war, the sky of the Dajing Dynasty, is about to change color. (To be continued.) )