The group of people escorting Zhu Wanqing was dressed as businessmen, with seven or eight jujube trucks in front and behind, and twenty or thirty guards pretending to be car escorts.

The closer you get to Beizhili, the more displaced people and victims there are on Ludao. Zhu Wanqing, who has lived in the palace all year round, has never seen such a miserable scene.

"Why did these victims have no one to take them in, so they were allowed to freeze and starve to death on the road?" Zhu Wanqing thought to herself that these were the people of the Ming Dynasty, how could the imperial court not ask?

"Princess, it's been like this every year, God doesn't appreciate the food, we can't do anything, it's not drought or flood, earthquake and locust plague, maybe the emperor has committed ......" Ling'er stopped halfway through speaking.

Zhu Wanqing knew what Ling'er was going to say, her emperor's father was said to have committed a big taboo when he sacrificed to heaven a few years ago.

First of all, he discounted the fasting period before the sacrifice, and then during the sacrifice, he was too weak because he was addicted to women's sex all the year round, so he didn't stand on the altar and stumbled for a while, and dropped the tribute meat on the ground.

Since then, this big tomorrow has not stopped. The north is constantly invaded by nomads, the southeast coastal areas are plagued by pirates, the Central Plains is constantly plagued by natural disasters, and the country's grain output has plummeted.

However, the emperor was deceived by the people below, and thought that the world was very peaceful, and he was still singing every night.

"Princess, look at that young man, he looks quite handsome, but he doesn't like to talk much, he doesn't even let out a fart this way, he won't be a dumb person, right?" Ling'er pointed at Zhang Xiaohu and said.

"Don't call me princess on the road, call me miss. Also, don't keep talking about people behind your back. Zhu Wanqing pinched Ling'er.

Zhang Xiaohu's ears moved, although he was a few feet away, he still heard it.

"Sister Ling, don't misunderstand, I'm not dumb, it's just that Master Zhang repeatedly told me to ensure the safety of Miss before leaving, and I don't dare to slack off." Zhang Xiaohu said.

When Ling'er heard this, she thought to herself that this person is really powerful, let's listen to the wind, you can still hear whispers from afar.

After a day of driving, the convoy was sleepy and tired, and Zhang Xiaohu asked Zhu Wanqing if she was resting on the spot.

"Let's find a hotel or inn, in this barren mountain and wilderness, how can the young lady rest." When Ling'er heard that she was going to sleep in the wild, she felt that it was inappropriate.

"Right now, Ludao is full of bandits and bandits, and the inns along the road have long been out of business and closed, and now there are still lanterns hanging, it must be the bait of the bandits, just like the last time Miss you were in distress." Zhang Xiaohu explained.

"Yo, I didn't expect you to know so much at such a young age." Ling'er seemed to be particularly interested in this young man.

"Then rest in the woods on the side, I'm fine, I'll be fine for the night." Zhu Wanqing took out the thick blanket in the bag and covered it with Ling'er.

Everything was settled, and Zhu Wanqing and Ling'er had already fallen asleep against the wall of the carriage. The guards were divided into three groups and took turns to stand sentry, but although these guards were selected by Zhang Hanwen, after all, they were used to eating imperial food and being lazy in the Yamen, and they really couldn't stand it all the way.

Zhang Xiaohu was helpless when he saw this, he was only sixteen years old, and he had no official position, although he was the chief of the guard, how could he have the prestige to summon these old fritters.

Sure enough, those who stood guard were all napping and lazy, and they didn't notice when Zhang Xiaohu walked up.

"Wake up, go back to sleep in a while, alas, wake up." Zhang Xiaohu woke them up one by one.

But those few strong spirits stood for less than a quarter of an hour, and then wilted again.

Zhang Xiaohu thought to himself that he should pay more attention.

To be on the safe side, he meditated next to Zhu Wanqing's car.

About two hours later, just after midnight, Zhang Xiaohu's ears caught an abnormal sound.

He snapped his eyes open, but there was nothing unusual around him, and the guards were still drooping their heads.

At this moment, the air was filled with a murderous aura, and he, a martial arts practitioner, had an instinctive intuition about this.

"All on alert!" Zhang Xiaohu's voice woke everyone up.

"Extinguish the campfire! Copy guys! Zhang Xiaohu kicked over the kettle on the side and extinguished the bonfire.

Seeing this, the thirty guards hurriedly put out the fire and drew their knives from the cart carrying the dates.

The crowd gathered in a circle, vigilantly looking around.

"I said Zhang Shaoxia, you can't be mistaken, there is no one else around here." One of the guards couldn't help but say, and everyone began to wonder if the kid was too nervous.

Only Zhang Xiaohu knows that within 200 steps, someone must be lurking, and he can't be wrong.

"Listen, the thieves are out there, and they may have surrounded us." Zhang Xiaohu asked everyone not to relax.

Ling'er and Zhu Wanqing were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out, they were thinking about how they were so unlucky, every time they met bandits on the road.

"Who's there?" These old fritters still don't think so, and some even talk to themselves and go out to see more clearly.

Sigh~~~~!

A melodious whistle sounded, echoing through the mountains and fields.

Torches were immediately raised around the convoy.

The guards were all scared and shivering with their knives.

"Don't panic, form a circle and protect Miss!" Zhang Xiaohu commanded loudly.

The encirclement of the torches tightened tighter and tighter, and in a short time the mentally broken guards threw their knives on the ground and surrendered.

"Hahaha, a bunch of waste, you're peeing your pants before you even hit it?" The man in the lead was dressed in a mink jacket, his thick hair was curly, his deep eyes and the bridge of his nose were straight, and he knew at a glance that he was not a Han, at least not pure.

"Presumptuous, if you want to do evil, pass me first." Zhang Xiaohu drew his sword and stabbed at the man.

The man felt the sword qi coming, and he dodged sideways, "Good skill, but the momentum is not decisive enough." ”

Zhang Xiaohu turned around and made another move, and the sword blade was close to the opponent's neck.

Seeing this, the man was slightly stunned at first, and then immediately saw that he had used a thousand Buddha's hands, and he took Xiaohu's sword with his bare hands, and no matter how hard he tried, the sword couldn't be drawn.

"You!" Xiaohu had never suffered such a great humiliation in martial arts.

"Haha, boy, it's good to ask the moon in the sky, but it's not fast enough, if you can be faster just now, I won't be able to catch it." The man seemed to be very relaxed.

"How do you know that I am asking the moon in the sky?" Zhang Xiaohu was taken aback, what was the origin of the man in front of him.

"Not only do I know your tricks, but I also know that your master is a three-foot real person from Zhongnan Mountain." At this point, the man's face became gloomy.

Zhang Xiaohu thought about it carefully, and suddenly his eyes flashed: "You are Murong Xiaosui!" You were the one who was expelled from the master back then. ”

"Yo, I didn't expect your doll to know my name, it's a little interesting, for the sake of you and me, let you go today, hurry up!" With two fingers, the man directly broke Xiaohu's sword, and the disintegrating blade slashed through Xiaohu's face, leaving a bloody mark.

"Who is the same door as you? Back then, you killed the family of the king butcher in the village in order to steal dozens of taels of silver, you thief is born a thief and it is difficult to change, and now you are doing evil here, even if my martial arts are not as good as you, I will not leave. Saying that, Zhang Xiaohu put on a posture of fighting to the death.

"You kid has a kind, who are you working for?" Although Murong Xiaosui was a little angry when he heard this, he quickly calmed down again.

"Who do you care who I give my life to, don't talk nonsense, make a move." Xiaohu is young after all, and he completely forgot that there is a princess who wants him to protect, but this can't be blamed on him, after all, someone has his own small transparent attributes.

"Do you think I won't know if you don't tell me?" With a wave of Murong Xiaosui's hand, the dwarf mules put their knives on the guards' necks.

"We say we say, we are from the mansion of Zhang Hanwen Zhang in Langcheng."

"Oh, it turns out that he is really from the imperial court. Then you can't blame me, follow my orders, kill and bury all these people. Murong Xiaosui's eyes showed a fierce light.

"Wait!" A crisp woman's shout made Murong stunned.

"They are innocent, please let these people go, what is coming at me." I saw a plain-clothed woman coming down from the carriage, and this person was Zhu Wanqing.

Murong Xiaosui saw Zhu Wanqing's face clearly through the torch, although this woman did not wear heavy makeup, she still had red lips and white teeth, revealing the temperament of a rich and noble lady.

"Who are you? You said just let it go, wouldn't I be very shameless? Murong Xiaosui shook the horsewhip in his hand, and when he saw the beauty, he immediately showed a hanging appearance.

"I'm ......" Zhu Wanqing was just about to say, when she suddenly found that Murong Xiaosui's waist was actually falling with the jade pendant that was taken away by the thieves that day.

Are they in a gang? It's over, it's over!