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Beijing Daimyo's Mansion, on the long street, the cry is like rain, more than ten horses like flying, straight to the first building of the city of Cuiyun downstairs, immediately the knights brush the brush to tighten the reins, more than ten war horses on this street people stand up, a burst of Herod's neighing, the front hooves in the air slammed, the whole team is fierce.

Such a well-organized horse team, if it weren't for the text token of Shandong Logistics Institute, would not have been able to enter the city at all.

Immediately, all the young men were twelve or thirteen years old, and their stature had not yet grown up, but they could stand high on their mounts, and their eyes were like falcons, and there was a rebelliousness on their faces.

Led by a decorated black-faced young man glanced at the signboard of Cuiyun Building, with a wave of his hand, the ten horsemen behind him all looked up to the sky and shouted "Yan Xiaoyi", the voice of the young man who was changing his voice was like a broken gong, hoarse and unpleasant, he didn't want to get together, but there was a violent momentum rushing up into the sky, and a trembling job in the building that wanted to come forward was frightened on the spot and retracted.

"I wonder why this little brother came from?"

Yan Qing, the most suave "prodigal son", has a lot of business in this Cuiyun Building on ordinary days, and thirty percent of the reputation of this Cuiyun Building is earned by this Yan Qing.

"In Xia Yang Zaixing, by the order of the Minister of Ximen, I have come to the Daimyo's Mansion to invite a Mr. Xu!"

The black-faced young man immediately was Yang Zaixing, the commander of the 172 young cavalry under Ximen Qing, if it weren't for the fear that the movement would be too big, this kid would be able to bring all the young cavalry.

"Brother Yang has been through the dust all the way, but it is hard, and I will go upstairs to rest for a while, and when I go to find Mr. Xu, it will not be too late to meet again!"

As soon as Yan Qing heard "Ximen Xianggong", she knew that these more than ten horsemen were specially sent by Ximen Qing to invite Xu Guanzhong out of the mountain, but according to the temperament of his old friend, he had already seen the world clearly, not to mention assisting Ximen Qing, an official fortunate minister, who had no disgrace and disgraced his reputation.

Needless to say, Yan Qing invited Yang Zaixing and his party to Cuiyun Tower, which was a plan to delay the army, saying that he could not take advantage of this gap to inform Xu Guanzhong that he would go out to avoid the last time, just to go out to visit friends, and it was expected that Ximenqing was a scoundrel no matter how much he was, and there was no way.

"No, the army has its own rules, and there is no delay, please ask Brother Xiaoyi to lead the way, so let's go to Mr. Xu's residence, as for the rest, I really don't dare to bother!"

Ximen Qing only knew that Xu Guanzhong lived outside the city of the Daimyo's Mansion, but he didn't know the specific location, so when he was leaving, he had a warning. Although Yang Zaixing is young, he is a little dead-eyed, and he will never discount what he recognizes, and it is the most suitable to deal with Yan Qing's seven exquisite hearts.

Rao is Yan Qing is full of wisdom, and when he meets the person in front of him, he can't do it, but after a few words, Yang Zaixing's face is a little impatient, and he shouted: "If Brother Xiaoyi is really unwilling to lead the way, so that he can't give orders in front of the minister, he will be offended!" ”

Yang Zaixing's temperament is as fierce as fire, where is he impatient with Yan Qing's nonsense, and before he finished his two sentences, he already wanted to forcibly tie up this "prodigal son" Yan Qing.

Yan Qing has a small body and kung fu, and he is not afraid of Yang Zaixing, but there is still a dignitary standing behind this young man, but he can't afford to offend, if he continues to postpone it, he may not bring trouble to his master, but it was not beautiful at that time.

"That's the case, but it's hard work for the average brother to go another way!"

Knowing that it is inevitable to go and be a bad guest, Yan Qing's heart turned, but he also had a countermeasure, and he was ready to turn back to the building, and he should ride a horse to Xu Guanzhongzhuang to inform him, but he led this team of young cavalry to choose a long road.

"The military order is like a mountain, don't dare to delay, in this case, how about Brother Xiaoyi please get on the horse?"

Ximen Qing got two batches of Liaodong military horses before and after, so that the young cavalry was a two-horse configuration, from Dengzhou Mansion to the Daimyo Mansion, more than a thousand miles away, but this team of people and horses only walked for six days on the road, an average of about 200 miles a day. Thinking that these young cavalrymen, although they have only been trained for two months, they can almost eat and sleep on horseback, and they can endure pain, and they already have the ability to run long distances in a short period of time, which is commendable.

On the side, there was a young cavalry army that brought Yang Zaixing's deputy seat, which was also a strong war horse, but it made Yan Qing secretly complain.

"It's hard to disobey the military order, but it's almost noon at this time, and there is some distance along the way, Xiao Yi went to greet some rough food, and the brothers immediately made up for it, so as not to miss the meal!"

When the plan failed, Yan Qing set up another plan, but when he saw Yang Zaixing and the cavalry grabbing a handful of dried yellow fried noodles from a cloth bag under the saddle and stuffing it into his mouth, and even more water bladders leaned up his neck and poured a breath, he knew that his plan had failed again.

The dry yellow fried noodles were specially made by Ximen Qing's envoys, which were not only resistant to storage but also easy to carry, and were the most suitable military dry food for the cavalry troops who were running long distances.

For Yan Qing's repeated delays, Yang Zaixing also saw some signs. Thinking of Ximenqing's entrustment before leaving, he immediately understood Yan Qing's thoughts, and immediately stopped talking to Yan Qing, just rode on the horse, his eyes fell coldly on the other party, and he didn't make a sound.

Yan Qing is such a clever character, how can he not know, as soon as he looks at the other party's expression, he understands that his intentions have been seen through by him, if he delays it again, he is afraid of offending the other party, and in desperation, he can only sit on Yang Zaixing's deputy seat and lead a group of young cavalry to the north gate of the Daimyo's mansion.

Half an hour later, a group of 12 riders stopped in front of a manor built on the mountain, surrounded by a small stream in front of the village, the flowing water is murmuring, the manor is full of green shade, the branches and leaves are extensive, it is indeed a good place to live in seclusion.

There are ridges outside the village, Yanqing passes by, and there are local villagers on the side of the road to greet him, saying that Mr. Xu is in the school at this time.

For such a warm-hearted villager, Yan Qing greeted him with a smile on his face, but he couldn't help lamenting in his heart, he had been to this village several times, and he was as handsome as him, and he was very impressed in the eyes of the villagers. Yanqing is also kind to people, so she is naturally more loved by these villagers, and she will naturally come forward to say hello when she sees her face to face.

In addition to getting together with friends such as Yan Qing, Xu Guanzhong is used to teaching children in this village for fun, and his life is very leisurely, which is quite interesting.

The group dismounted and walked into Zhuangzi, and after walking a few steps, they saw a group of six or seven-year-old boys running out, thinking that they were all students of Professor Xu Guanzhong. Behind this group of wild boys, a gentleman with fluttering clothes, a handsome spirit, and about twenty-seven or eighteen years old followed, who was familiar with the geography of the world, and had gone to Tokyo to do martial arts during the political and military years, and could be called Xu Guanzhong, who was both civil and military.