At that time, it was already late at night, and the lights were turned off early in the courtyard of the Lu Mansion as usual.

Jiang Banxia put the package on her back, and she slipped out along the small door in the side courtyard.

"Boss, here!" He Qiao leaned in the corner of the wall and beckoned, he hurriedly stood up along the wall, squatting for too long and his legs were numb and cramping.

"How long have you waited?" Jiang Banxia asked.

"It didn't take long for me to come." He Qiao touched his head innocently: "The main reason is that I am afraid of being caught by the people of the Five Cities Terracotta Division, the night ban has begun, and if I am caught, I will be flogged for forty boards." ”

"Then I'll let you come to the Lu Mansion at the right time, aren't you afraid of being arrested?" Jiang Banxia chuckled.

This made He Qiaoyi pause, because he didn't think about it that much at that time.

So he turned his mind and immediately patted his ass and said: "The boss must have his own way of doing things, and I will never be wrong to follow it." ”

"Alright, don't mess with me here." Jiang Banxia walked straight to the main street with his luggage on his back.

What He Qiaoyi said was not entirely wrong, she did have a plan.

On the main street, Fila waited with the people of the East Factory, and under the firelight, the shadows outlined strange and distorted shapes on the stone floor.

So much so that as soon as He Qiaoyi came out of the alley, he saw a group of fans from Dongchang, and he was so frightened that he almost fell on his heels.

"Fei Qianhu." Jiang Banxia saluted.

Phila turned the horse's head and said condescendingly, "Get on the horse." ”

As soon as his voice fell, he immediately had a fan to lead the horse, Jiang Banxia was not hypocritical, took the reins and turned over the horse in a dashing manner.

"Get on the horse." She shouted He Qiaoyi, who was in a daze.

"Your people?" Fila raised an eyebrow and looked at it, "It doesn't look very smart." ”

"It's enough to be obedient and use it." Jiang Banxia pulled the reins to stabilize the horse: "Fei Qianhu, what do you say?" ”

File laughed without saying a word, he raised his whip lightly, and the horses under him flew out, and the fans who followed him immediately followed with their horses.

"Boss?" He Qiaoyi was confused.

Jiang Banxia tightened the package on his body, turned his head to He Qiao and said, "We will follow too." ”

The people of Dongchang are unscrupulous in the long street, even during the night fastop, no one dares to say a word, and the people even have to pretend not to hear it, because these factory guards always raid homes and kill people at night.

They are like ghosts in the night, and the old man often uses the sound of horses' hooves to intimidate disobedient children, and if they do not obey, they will be caught and eaten in prison.

This kind of joking joke can always scare the children, and even when they become adults, the terrible image of the factory guards cannot be erased, but more clear and concrete.

The night breeze blew away the broken hair on the sideburns, and the wisps flew along the wind, and the sensory stimulation brought by the long street was indescribable, and Jiang Banxia only felt very happy.

A group of people and horses walked along the long street to the Anding Gate, and Fila reined in the horse, and the fans who followed behind stopped in a hula.

Seeing from a distance that it was a group of Dongchang fans, the soldiers guarding the city wall immediately came to their senses, for fear of offending this group of evil gods.

He greeted the forward military salute and said respectfully, "My lord, token." ”

Fila didn't say much, he threw out the token in his hand, and only said, "Hurry up and open the door, we're in a hurry." ”

After checking that the token was correct, the gate slowly opened a gap large enough for the horses to cross.

The fans of the East Factory crossed the city gate in an orderly manner, and everything was silent except for the sound of horses' hooves.

It's as if this group of people has never been here.

The soldiers standing on the city wall were surprised to direct the men to close the gates again, they were not curious about the factory guards who traveled at night, these people always did something unsightly at night.

After a while, you will hear the news that so-and-so in the DPRK has been arrested, that so-and-so has his house raided, and so on, and as long as these people are there, the bloody storm in Kyoto will not stop.

A large group of people hurled and rode all the way towards the outskirts of Beijing, and when the surroundings were completely empty, File stopped his horse.

He turned his horse's head and said to Jiang Banxia: "I'll send you here." ”

Jiang Banxia thanked him: "Thank you Fei Qianhu for sending them all the way, and there is one more thing to ask for in the future." ”

"What?" Fila took control of the horse.

"Please also ask Fei Qianhu to help me hand over this letter to King Xie Xiaojun tomorrow." Jiang Banxia smiled at the corner of her mouth, and she pulled the letter out of her sleeve: "Give it to him, and he will know what to do." ”

Fila took the letter with his body temperature, and he approached and whispered, "The Overseer asked me to bring you a message—be sure to find out the real culprit by all means." ”

"Fei Qianhu rest assured." Jiang Banxia grinned: "I will definitely catch the real murderer in the next place, and I don't want to disappoint my godfather,"

"Then wait for your good news." Fila lightly whipped his horsewhip and drove away with the group of fans of the East Factory.

When there was no one on the official road, He Qiaoyi couldn't help but speak.

He wanted to say something but couldn't think of it for a while, so he said embarrassedly: "Boss, it's almost dawn, what are we going to eat in the morning?" ”

Jiang Banxia couldn't help but roll her eyes, and she began to wonder if she had chosen He Qiaoyi too hastily in the first place.

"There's a store up ahead." She said casually: "Deal with it." ”

She is not a good one, there will always be some tea sheds and shops on the official road, and those who run the official road all the year round can remember those tea sheds and taverns clearly.

Just after the fifth watch, the sky began to glow white.

According to common sense, there should be no one on the official road at this time, but before the dawn of this tea shed in front of him, the people inside are crowded and have nowhere to stay.

With the entry of Jiang Banxia and the others, the noisy voices in the tea shed stopped instantly, and the atmosphere became strange and abnormal.

The proprietress stood up, was in a trance for a moment, and sighed: "Two officials, what do you want to eat?" ”

"Two steamed buns and a pot of coarse tea." Jiang Banxia untied the saber on her waist and slapped it on the table, she looked around with a cold face, making those peeping eyes one after another.

The atmosphere of this tea shed is not right, even if she used to live in the boudoir, she also knows what this kind of small tea shed by the official road looks like.

Her eyes swept to the proprietress , not to mention how the proprietress looked, just judging from the clothes of her clothes, a woman who worked in the tea shed all the year round actually wore a satin long jacket that was very easy to hook silk!

"The steamed buns are here." The proprietress smiled, she dragged the plate with one hand and put the steamed bun in the middle of the table: "Don't guests want pickles anymore?" ”

"Just have steamed buns and tea." He Qiaoyi stretched out his hand and picked out a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth: "It's not so particular." ”

The proprietress covered her mouth and smiled: "Official, it's really interesting." ”

"This steamed bun is steamed well." He Qiao leaned on the steamed bun and drank a big bowl of hot tea and sighed: "The hot tea is in the stomach, and the gods will not change it when they come." ”

"Boss, why don't you eat?" Seeing that Jiang Banxia didn't move the food in front of him at all, he couldn't help rubbing his hands and said, "Boss, aren't you hungry?" If you're not hungry, I'll eat it? ”

Jiang Banxia didn't pay attention to He Qiaoyi at all, she slowly held the handle of the knife, her eyes were cold, ready to burst out at any time.