And behind Li Yushan, followed by an old horse who knew the way and a green mule.

The old but energetic Brother Liu rode an old horse, with a blanket on the horse's back, and every wrinkle on his face was written with confidence.

The guide's full name is Liu Yi, and he is quite famous on the Western Regions Road.

It's just that Han Changdui and Yao Qi have little knowledge and haven't heard of it.

The thick young man rode a green mule, with a blanket hanging on his shoulders, and there was still some greenness between his eyebrows and eyes, looking left and right curiously.

Han Changdui followed Liu Yi and drove his horse, walking neither fast nor slow.

When I looked back, my eyes shrank slightly.

Yao Qi followed honestly, and there were no moths, so there was nothing to see.

What is interesting is the horse team at the back.

The horses in the team are carefully selected, have excellent foot endurance, and are strong enough.

The huge baggage and the wooden box were firmly tied to the horse's back, and the horse galloped without being shaken off.

Horses have bells around their necks, and the bells sound softly, and they wander leisurely in the streets.

The dart masters were gathered around the perimeter of the horse team, with swords hanging from their waists, quivers on their legs, and blankets hanging from their horses, and on their backs a bulging bag, which looked very strangely shaped.

Han Changdui secretly gestured to himself, and his heart sank.

The little beggar who begged for the silver nested in the corner, buried his head in the pile of silver, and laughed out loud when he saw it.

He was as if he was counting the silver, and the dart team walked past him, and he didn't look up.

Only when Han Changdui rode by, he didn't look up, but the hand that counted the silver paused, then rubbed it lightly, flicked, and continued to count the silver in an instant.

Han Chang walked over without squinting, and the hand holding the reins turned to the side, grabbing a wax pill that shot quickly.

The wax pill came so fast that it was like a flash of the afternoon sun.

Yao Qi followed behind Han Changdui, his eyes narrowed, his lips curled and smiled, and when he turned his head to look back, the attention of the dart masters was focused on the streets and alleys, and no one looked at her and Han Changdui at all.

Also, the two of them are in the dart team, and their every move is restricted, what waves can they make.

The atmosphere in Dunhuang City became more and more solemn, and the people felt the coldness and slaughter in late autumn, while the army was tightly tightened with a string, which became tighter and tighter, and it was about to break with only a little strength.

Xue Guangxiao, the general of the Yumen Army, temporarily stayed in Fangpan City to facilitate the deployment of troops.

Commander Mu Chun temporarily led the Dunhuang garrison, and his two lieutenants, one was sent to Fangpancheng to assist Xue Guangxiao, while Wang Cong stayed behind to take care of the military affairs of the Dunhuang garrison.

Dunhuang is dark early, as if just after the lunch, the ink color will fly in the sky, go down, the sky will suddenly darken, the sky is full of cold stars flickering, the reflection of the moonlight is also dim.

A three-entry courtyard at the mouth of the alley of Sweet Water Lane has been empty for many years, the courtyard is dilapidated, and even the thatch on the wall is more lush than other houses.

Someone passed by the mouth of the alley and peeked through the hidden door.

The house is very big, but the barren one is a little worse.

I don't know which late night, this house was quietly cleaned up, and when I got up in the morning, I saw that the sunlight fell on the clean yard, which was really exquisite and rich.

It's just a pity that no one lives in.

The neighbors in Sweetwater Lane were very speculative, when the house was empty, it was gray and abrupt, except for the big one, it couldn't be seen as good, but when it was cleaned up like this, it was really not comparable to their three-room broken yard.

The people who can afford such a house must not be ordinary people, even if they are not as good as Master Wan, they are a hundred times stronger than them.

Before the curiosity of the neighbors was gone, several carriages came during the day, and a woman came down from the first carriage, snow-skinned and blue-eyed, and a beautiful orchid.

In the last few cars, I moved down the food table, the bed, the screen, the vase and other things.

Coming down with him, there were also gentle and obedient Silla maids and low-eyed Cuiyi Hunu.

The onlookers hissed.

The ones who used Silla maids and Hu Nu were really not ordinary people.

For several days, I only saw the Cuiyi Hunu coming in and out, and the orchid never went out of the courtyard for half a step.

As for Lang Jun in this house, he has never seen it.

The minds of the neighbors came alive again.

This is the outer room of a rich man's family.

This orchid's name is Po Suo, which is naturally a gift from Wan Heng to Mu Chun, along with this exquisite three-entry courtyard.

Since the house was cleaned up neatly and the orchid moved in, Mu Chun has never been here.

It's not that they don't want to come, it's that they want to come but don't have the opportunity.

After Xue Guangxiao stayed in Fangpancheng temporarily, the military affairs of the Dunhuang garrison were all pressed on his shoulders, and he was busy all day long without touching the ground, and he just wanted to sleep with his head down at night, and he didn't want to move half a step.

Orchid, hehe, that's the icing on the cake in your free time, not the worse in your busy time.

He is so tired, he still feels sorry for his old waist.

As for whether Hu Ji will provoke other moths if he doesn't go, this is not his concern.

If you upset him, just go back.

Go back and find another one that is more suitable.

Anyway, the orchid has it, and the house is there.

The night was getting darker, and Sweetwater Lane, which had been bustling all day, quieted down.

There is a curfew in the city, and you can't move around freely.

When she was alone, she didn't like someone to serve her, so she sent all the Silla maids out, and sat quietly by herself, looking at the rhombic glasses, looking at the vague eyebrows in the mirror.

A dark figure fell from the tall old locust tree in the courtyard, like the few dead leaves left on the locust tree falling silently.

The slender man walked slowly into the room and stood behind him, his face also falling in the mirror.

The sudden uninvited guest, but she didn't startle her, she didn't even turn her head, just looked at the extra person in the mirror, and said in a low and light voice: "I've been waiting for you for many days, why did you come." ”

"Something is delayed on the way, how are you?" The man was a girl, and her voice was sharp.

Po Xiao turned her head, looked at the man's sunken cheeks, was stunned for a moment, poured a cup of warm water and handed it over, did not answer her words, but felt distressed: "Xiyan, you have lost weight." ”

The person who came was the secret stake of the Internal Health Division, Cheng Xiyan, she seemed to have been familiar with Po Sa for a long time, she touched her cheeks, it seemed that she was indeed thinner than when she first came out of Beijing, this road is not easy to walk, and it is normal to clear and reduce.

She drank a few glasses of warm water, did not speak, and waited quietly for her to speak.

"As we expected, everything went well, I was sent to Mu Chun to spy on him, but I don't know if he suspected me, and he never appeared." ”

Cheng Xiyan smiled slightly: "You are a stranger, he doesn't believe that you are human, but as long as you are here, he will definitely come." ”

Po Xiao nodded: "This is natural, what I have is patience to wait for him." She thought for a moment and asked, "When will the young envoy arrive?" ”

Cheng Xiyan shook his head: "It's not clear, the young envoy is on the waterway, it is inconvenient to transmit the message, and the people of the foot gang are also beyond the reach of the waterway, but I count the days, the young envoy will go to Fengling in these two days, get off the boat and change horses, and the foot journey will be fast." ”

She nodded, and was about to say something, when there was a cooing sound from the old locust tree at the door.

The two looked stunned and looked at each other.

Cheng Xiyan patted Po Suo's shoulder and whispered: "You have to be careful, even if you can't plan, you have to keep yourself, the young envoy won't blame you, I'll go first." ”

With that, she hurried out of the room, leaping up the roof, far away from the house.

There is also a dark figure on the old locust tree, skimming through the deep night, like a resident bird, flying away together.

At the same time, the courtyard door sounded softly, and Cuiyi Hunu was busy opening the door, and when he saw the person coming, he humbly saluted: "The master is back." ”

It turned out that Mu Chun came, and after being busy for a few days, he finally became free, and he remembered the orchid in this house, so he rushed over non-stop.

Two lanterns were picked in the courtyard, and the dim halo fell, and the scenery in the courtyard could be faintly recognized.

Mu Chun nodded as he walked, the layout in this courtyard was sparse and refreshing, not the lingering of such a small family, which was very much in line with his heart.

Wan Heng is indeed a well-thought-out and proper person.

As soon as he walked a few steps, Po Sa greeted him, holding Mu Chun's hand, with a sweet smile with a little coldness: "Ye is back." ”

On the night he was drunk, Mu Chun didn't remember what she looked like, and after she woke up, he only cared about dealing with Wanheng Wang Cong, and didn't care about her appearance when she looked closely.

Looking at it in the halo now, it is indeed a unique hibiscus show.

Mu Chun smiled and walked into the room.

Po Suo was busy wringing the hot cloth that cleaned the face, and gently and gently cleaned Mu Chun's face and hands.

After tidying up, Mu Chun widened his coat, changed into a more comfortable and proper muslin shirt, crooked on the bearded bed, pointed to the small pestle opposite, and said indifferently: "Sit down and say." ”

Po shook her head nervously: "The slave doesn't dare." ”

Mu Chun supported one leg, his expression was gentle, not like a military general on the battlefield, but like a gentle civil official, he picked a pair of phoenix eyes, and smiled inexplicably: "Sit down, I know you, you know me, let's open up." ”

Instead, she sat down calmly, raised her amazing face, did not have a panicked look, and was calm: "Master, you say, the slaves listen to the master." ”

Mu Chun's elbows were against his knees, his palms supported his chin, and he looked lazy on Po Suo's face for a moment, and nodded: "You are very beautiful, but I remember everything I have done, and what I have not done, others can't fool me." Wan Heng's intention of sending you to me, I know it, if I send you back, you know what will happen to you. ”

Po Suo's face did not change, and she nodded calmly: "The slave knows what the master wants the slave to do, and the slave will listen to the master." ”