The Qingyang caravan had ten carriages, and they lined up a long distance on the official road, which was not as good as the good horses of the Western Regions that Hong Feibai bought in the hands of the Hu people's horse merchants. ◢ With * dream * small ◢ say щЩш.

A few guys sitting in the car were a little drowsy, but because of the cold weather in winter, they were afraid that they would hurt the wind and cold when they fell asleep outside, so they put their hands in their sleeves, bracing their spirits, chatting about some things at will, and passing the time.

Wang Anfeng still sat in the last carriage.

This car is pulled out of the New Year's goods, and there is an extra section stretched out from the back of the carriage, Wang Anfeng is sitting on this section, where ordinary people are afraid of falling, but he sits steadily.

Just because he joined in halfway, he was not familiar with everyone in the caravan, and only Wang Xingqing gave him a piece of water, a dry food, and a few words of greeting along the way, and then he also patted his horse and left.

Wang Anfeng raised his hand and broke off a small piece of dry food and threw it into his mouth.

This year's winter was quite cold, and the dry food was already as hard as a stone, and it was bitten in the mouth, making some harsh sounds, and some of it was scraping its throat, but the caravan was out of the house, and some of it was already eating well, and no one was picky.

Wang Anfeng ate all the dry food, holding the withered branch in his right hand, as if contemplative, like a scholar thinking about the most difficult problem in the world, the withered branch in his hand stabbed out at random from time to time, but did not make the slightest movement.

In the eyes of Wang Xingqing, the caravan guards who had some martial arts skills, it was like a child playing at home, which caused him to laugh secretly.

Wang Anfeng held the dead branches, and the stabbing movements became more and more casual.

After the carriage wandered for a full day, it finally arrived at the moment before the city was locked, and the shopkeeper seemed to be quite familiar with the soldiers guarding the city, and went up to talk and laugh, and gave some more money to enter the city, and the commander of the garrison excused himself, put the bulging bag of copper coins into his arms, waved his hand, and his own soldiers opened the city gate, and the caravan men shook the reins of the horses, urging the carriage to hurry in.

Wang Xingqing drove the horse at the end, parallel to the carriage where Wang Anfeng was, looked at the scene in front of him, shook his head and sighed:

"Tsk, the bag given by the shopkeeper is about two or three hundred wen......

"It's not easy to do any line of work."

Wang Anfeng didn't answer, but what came to mind was that if Brother Yan Ling was here, he didn't know what kind of reaction he would have, whether to ignore it within the permissible range, or to frown his eyebrows and stop it severely.

Wang Anfeng felt that with the character of the eldest brother who was strict with him, it would probably be the latter.

However, even if it is stopped, it will inevitably help the caravan find a place to stay......

This time I walked in a hurry, but I didn't say goodbye.

Wang Xingqing found that Wang Anfeng seemed to be a little distracted, and he didn't care, so he laughed and said:

"Look at you like this, is it the first time that Brother Wang has come to this Ningzheng City?"

Wang Anfeng nodded and said:

"It's the first time I've come."

The man with the big gun on his back laughed and said, "Then you should take advantage of the caravan to rest and take a good turn, although this city is not big, there are really one or two landscapes to see, there are good baked cakes, and there are also good women to see." ”

"Just be careful, there are rules in this city, one is not to make trouble in the Qinglou embroidery workshop, and the other is that the gambling house and other places, if you can, you can't go."

Wang Anfeng said:

"Gambling house?"

The law of Daqin prohibits gambling and drinking, but the world is vast, this kind of thing, it is forbidden and can only be severely punished, listening to what Wang Xingqing said, in this small city, is it possible to have a very serious gambling matter?

Don't the officials of Daqin care?

Wang Anfeng's eyes were full of surprise, but he covered it up well, in Wang Xingqing's eyes, the scholar who seemed to be quite taciturn after getting on the bus in the middle seemed to be quite interested, and took the initiative to talk to him and ask about the gambling house.

He has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and he is not the temperament to be able to hold back his words, since Wang Anfeng asked him, he naturally opened the chatterbox, and he can almost be regarded as knowing everything, saying everything, and telling Wang Anfeng about the gambling house in the county as it was.

The laws of Daqin are strict, this gambling house naturally does not dare to open openly, there are many secret openings in this city, and the corresponding incisions are changed every month, and if it is not an acquaintance, it will not be able to enter at all, and the patrol of the criminal department has been killed several times.

But the great shopkeeper of this gambling house was extremely shrewd, only seeking money, not harming life, at most, he was fined a lot of money, for his huge industry, it did not hurt the muscles and bones, and it was not long before the gambling house was opened in another place.

is still prosperous, still making a lot of money, and over time, the local patrol is too lazy to care about this thankless task.

And the dealer after that, is also the head of the gang in the city, the gang leader is the big shopkeeper, a body of martial arts is quite messy, but the actual combat has a miraculous effect, once in a one-on-one hard fight, defeated a famous good hand in the nine products, not easy to provoke.

When talking about this matter, Wang Xingqing was quite emotional.

For a martial artist like him who has no inheritance and no adventures, if one day he can set foot in the realm of the Nine Grades, it is already the greatest luxury.

The nine-rank martial artist is enough to fight the lion and tiger, and when he runs wildly, he is not inferior to the galloping horse, and he can already serve as a small officer, even if he is in the rivers and lakes, he can also rely on his martial arts to open a martial arts hall in the state and county.

When the time comes, the apprentices will be widely taught, and they will be able to get a hundred and ten taels of silver into the account every year, so why do you need to run around like this now, and eat a bowl of bitter rice.

Wang Xingqing's face was full of emotion.

Wang Anfeng thought for a moment, at this time, the last carriage also swayed forward, passed the city gate, entered the city, and there were many lights on both sides of the road, illuminating the hall brightly.

The commander of the soldiers guarding the city watched the caravan go away, breathed a sigh of relief, frowned and waved his hand, and said:

"Close the gates!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers on the city wall responded in a deep voice, ran down, pushed the thick copper and wooden gate, and with a creak, the gate slowly closed, and when only the last crack remained, a loud cry was heard in the night.

"Brother Bing, wait a minute, wait a minute......"

The commander frowned slightly, and didn't say anything, the soldiers' movements to push the city gate slowed down slightly, and a figure rushed out of the night, and he could vaguely see that it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

Dressed in a simple blue cloth suit, with black hair tied up in a wooden hairpin, he is not literate or martial, and he carries a sheathed wooden sword behind his back.

The sword was not as thin as an ordinary long sword, it was divided into eight sides, and it was quite wide, and although it was young, its speed was not slow at all, and in a few flashes, it rushed in before the gate was about to be locked.

The gates are locked.

PS: Today's first update......

In the past two days, Kawen has been relatively late, and everyone Haihan (hugging fists)