This Yang Zhi was assigned to the Daimyo's Mansion and was appreciated by Liang Zhongshu, Yang Zhi showed his strength on the school field of the Daimyo's Mansion, overwhelmed the crowd, was reused, and was responsible for escorting the birth gang.

Along the way, the more Yang Zhi thought about it, the more he held his breath, thinking that he was the descendant of Yang Linggong, the golden knife of Tianbo Mansion, and the descendant of the Yang family, and now he actually became a lackey for the traitorous ministers, escorting the people from where did the people come from, and the meeting of the Tianbo Yang family made himself lose everything, the more Yang Zhi thought about it, the more angry he became, and he was in a hurry to go back to the Daimyo's Mansion to resume his life.

Yang Zhi led the team from the east side of Huangnigang, and a group of people happened to come over from the west, led by a young scholar with a folding fan in his hand, followed by six or seven men, two of whom were Taoist priests, riding on horses, and they were in a hurry, this group of people was not strangers, it was Song Qing and others, and the young man with the folding fan was Song Qing, the iron fan, and the two Taoists were one of the flying centipede Wang Cheng and the other was the flying Yasha Qiu Xiaoyi.

Yang Zhi led a group of soldiers to Huangnigang, and also found Song Qing and his group, a pair of tiger eyes stared at Song Qing and the others vigilantly, and ordered the men behind him to hurry up, but the weather was hot, and everyone was already thirsty and hungry, tired and sweaty, panting like cattle.

The old man who followed the team was in his fifties, and in ancient times, he was an old man in his fifties, and the old man really couldn't do it, gasped, took two steps, and came to Yang Zhi, while holding the big pu fan in his hand, he said: "Yang Zhi, the weather is so hot, and I haven't had a good rest after walking for half a day, so it's better to rest on this post for a while, and then it's not too late to go." ”

Yang Zhi looked around and said, "Everything, you don't know." This is the place where the strongman haunts, the place name is called Huang Nigang, the leisure and peaceful season, the day comes out to rob people, and the rest of the road is such a scene. Who would dare to stop here! ”

The two Yu Hou next to him heard what Yang Zhi said, and they couldn't hold back the anger in their hearts and said, "I've seen you say it several times, just scare people by saying this!" ”

The old capital manager also echoed beside him: "How about teaching them all to take a break and skip the middle of the day?" ”

Yang Zhi's experience in walking the rivers and lakes is comparable to those poor people in the government, and he immediately said: "You don't know anymore!" How to make it? Go down to Gangzi here, and there is no one in Wuzi for seven or eight miles. Where to go. Dare to take a break here! ”

The old man ignored Yang Zhi, so he simply played a scoundrel, sat directly under a big tree on the side of the road, gasped and said: "I'll sit down and leave, you go and drive him and everyone go first." A group of military men also learned from the old capital, and they found a cool place to sit down and rest their feet.

Seeing that everyone was so disobedient, the anger in Yang Zhi's heart rushed up uncontrollably, and at that moment, the tiger eyes picked up the rattan in his hand and shouted at everyone: "A person who doesn't leave will eat him with twenty sticks!" ”

Yang Zhi said this, but he was angry, Yang Zhi said that he would stop and stop along the way, and he would go down with rattan at every turn, these people had already been dissatisfied with Yang Zhi, and today's matter was just a reason.

Everyone screamed at the moment, and no matter what Yang Zhi said, they didn't continue to leave.

After making trouble for a long time, one of the guys stood up with an angry face and said to Yang Zhi: "Tiha, we are carrying a burden of one hundred and ten catties, and we must not walk empty-handed than you." You don't treat people as human beings! Even when the left-behind minister came to prison, let us say a word. Hello, I don't know how to itch! Just argue! ”

Yang Zhi was furious, where could he listen, he just said: "This beast doesn't beat me to death!" It's just pooping! As he spoke, he raised the rattan and beat it indiscriminately, where were those soldiers who were the opponents of the blue-faced beast Yang Zhi, and they only beat their skin and flesh, and screamed again and again.

The old man next to him couldn't stand it, so he got up and snatched Yang Zhi's rattan, this old man had a very high prestige, even Yang Zhi didn't dare to do anything with him.

The old man snatched the rattan, and his face was full of anger, and he said to Yang Zhi: "Yang Tizhi! Stay! Listen to me. When I was working as a public servant in the Taishifu in Tokyo, the officers under my door saw thousands of people and shouted at me. It's not that I'm shallow-mouthed, but I think you're a soldier who has been killed, and I'm pitiful, and I'm going to be able to raise you to a magistrate, an official position the size of a mustard seed, and you can do it right! Hugh said that the old man is in charge of the father-in-law's family, and he is an old man in the village, and he agrees with me to persuade him! Just beat them, what do you think! ”

Yang Zhi suppressed his anger and had to explain: "Don't care, you must be from the city, grew up in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and know that there are thousands of difficulties on the way!" ”

The old man listened to Yang Zhi's words and didn't care, and said nonchalantly: "Sichuan, Liangguang, have also been here, the old man is still standing in front of Ti Zhi, I have never seen you show off like this!" ”

The two of them stiffened a few words, Yang Zhi couldn't say it, so he had to compromise, and ordered everyone to rest for a quarter of an hour before leaving, and he was also vigilantly observing the surroundings, especially Song Qing and others who were resting on the same post.

Let's say that Song Qing and the others found a cool and clean place not far from Yang Zhi and them, sat down, drank wine, ate meat, and chatted, as if they didn't see Yang Zhi and them at all.

After half an hour of effort, Song Qing felt that it was almost over, and secretly glanced at Wang Dao and Qiu Xiaoyi next to him, the two of them nodded without a trace, Qiu Xiaoyi clapped his hands and stood up, and said: "This weather is strangely hot, making Poor Dao sweat all over his body, it just so happens that Poor Dao knows a method of reducing the heat of soup, and after drinking it, his whole body is cool and comfortable." ”

"Ox Nose, if there is such a good soup, then take it out quickly, I'm about to die of a hot ball." Han Bolong wiped the hot sweat on his head, opened his clothes, fanned it, felt a little cooler, and said to Qiu Xiaoyi.

Qiu Xiaoyi smiled and said, "Brother Han, don't worry, this soup is poor and has the main ingredients here, just wait for the pot on the shelf." ”

Several people worked together, and after dividing five by two, they set up a clay pot, filled it with half of the water, and gathered the fire, only to see Qiu Xiaoyi take out a pocket from his package, which contained some medicinal materials that could not be named, and Qiu Xiaoyi put these medicinal materials into the pot in turn.

After a short while, there was a smell of fragrance wafting out, and it floated out for several miles, even Yang Zhi and they could smell it, and they all stretched their necks to look at Song Qing one by one, and they didn't know if they left it.