Beautiful moments are always short-lived.

The Emperor drove away in a dashing manner, leaving behind only a mouthful of dirt, a head full of green leaves, and a stunned prime minister and vice minister.

After a long time, Lao Ji, who came back to his senses, couldn't help but "puff" on the ground: "What a fucking six!" Great, great! ”

It's great.

What Lao Ji said was not a counterstatement, but a heartfelt praise of the emperor and his old man.

Let's ask, with such a wise and ruthless and decisive emperor, can the six emperors and his family not prosper.

At this moment, Lao Ji finally understood why the Six Emperors had to kill him at all costs.

Because the biggest enemy of the Six Emperors is not Lao Chen, not Lao Fu, not Lao Se, but Lao Jia!

He has such a father, and Lao Ji has to deal with him no matter what.

If you don't do it, you can't do it

Such a father will really make his son unable to sleep.

The Sixth Emperor is indeed far-sighted, and his profound and wise vision always sees a little longer than others.

After sighing with emotion, Lao Ji realized that his situation was quite bad.

Looking around, it was empty, there were a lot of grass nests, but there was no place to hide.

Looking into the distance, the fire dragon was flying fast.

What to do?

Only at the critical moment did I know how spicy the old ginger was!

But seeing that Lao Ji did not hesitate to take off the camouflage suit on his body, and quickly wiped the dirt from the corner of his mouth on his face, and carried a dung bucket that had just fallen from the donkey cart on his body at a lightning speed, and then found a small stick nearby and began to collect dung.

Picking up manure is a real job.

There are many farms near Changchun Garden and Old Summer Palace, and whenever the farm is slack, there will be villagers carrying dung baskets and holding dung shovels to walk around the surroundings.

Generally, horse manure, cow dung, dog dung, camel dung is the best, that thing is big.

The larger ones can be used as fuel, and the smaller ones can be used as fertilizer in the field.

Generally, the people who come out to collect manure are old farmers, or seven or eight year old dolls.

Lao Ji is just fifty-four this year, which is just the right age.

I carefully recalled the work scene of the dung pickers I saw when I was collecting wind, and I devoted myself to this work.

It is to bow down, carry the dung bucket on his back, and walk forward, while his eyes are constantly looking back and forth on the road.

It's also that hatred in my heart.

I have already set a small goal for the rest of my life.

Just don't do anything, just stare at you too much emperor, and if you can't kill the emperor, you will kill yourself!

Never die.

The pursuers soon came.

Dozens of cavalrymen on bicycles, looking at their clothes, are the Mongolian security team on the other side of Changchun Garden.

"Phew!"

The leader of the team was Fu Zhongtang's own son, Lord Yasuki, who was very anxious at this time, because once Quan Beizi escaped from him, he would not only be useless in front of Uncle Jia Liu, but also make him embarrassed in front of Amma.

If he Ama goes crazy, the ghost knows if he will do the stupid thing of killing his relatives in righteousness.

, what the hell!

Who would have thought that the little garden would come to rob five or six prisons at night?

It seems that it is not his Anmu and Eniang's side that know the importance of Quan Beizi, but also several parties.

It is unclear which side of the forces that raided the garden at night, but one thing Yasuki is sure of is that his good Ama is in a dangerous situation because he insists on fighting the sixth uncle to the end.

Now the only chance to save his father and son, and to save Jingshi is to snatch Quan Beizi into his hands, and his good nephew will personally send the sixth uncle to the throne.

In this way, even if the sixth uncle still hates him for his nonsense and ignorance of the general trend, he will give his nephew a chance to be a new man.

But now Quan Beizi has been robbed, you say that Anmu is not in a hurry!

I found that there was an old man picking up dung on the side of the road in front of me, and he couldn't help but brake it, and pointed at the old man with a horsewhip, and asked: "Fellow, do you see a donkey cart hitting this past?" ”

"Look, I see!"

The emperor is unkind, don't blame Lao Ji for being unjust!

Lao Ji decisively pointed the stick in the direction of the emperor's car, and replied to the officer in a very positive tone: "Not long after it has passed, you will definitely be able to catch up if you follow this direction." ”

"Really?"

An Mu was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly raised his whip and shouted the order: "If you hear it, chase it!" ”

After speaking, he grabbed his legs and galloped on his horse.

After only running a few steps, he suddenly stopped his mount, looked back at the old man who was collecting dung, and shouted: "Fellow, you raise your head." ”

Well?

Lao Ji's heart sank, knowing that he might be exposed, but he didn't dare not do it, so he could only pretend to be calm and raise his head to let the officer understand.

The expression is simple and there is a hint of awe.

The instinctive reaction of the people to the officials.

I have to say that Lao Ji has real skills, not only can he speak well, make things up, but he is also very good at details.

It's a pentathlon.

Unfortunately, no matter how cunning a fox is, he can't escape a seasoned hunter.

"Isn't this Ji-sama? When did you get into this mess? ”

With a wave of An Mu's hand, several security guards immediately turned over and dismounted to surround Lao Ji.

Lao Ji also wilted, and did not make any senseless resistance, because he also found out that the officer who led the team was the youngest son of the rich thief Lehun, Anmu.

Still a little unwilling in his heart, he asked An Mu how he found out that he was wrong.

An Mu smiled, and the horsewhip pointed at Lao Ji's stomach: "The neck is thick and the belly is big, either a man or an official." ”

Lao Ji was stunned for a moment, looked down at his belly, which was about the same as that of July and August, and shook his head helplessly, no matter how good the software is, it can't be supported by hardware.

When he looked up again, he barely squeezed out a little smile, and said quite embarrassedly: "What you want to arrest is Jia Daquan, what does it have to do with me, won't I tell you where Jia Daquan has gone." ”

As soon as he heard this, Anmu hurriedly ordered his men to chase after Quan Beizi, but he chased in another direction.

It seems that this is not believing Ji Xiaolan at all.

Lao Ji saw that this was not good, isn't this the cheap emperor's eight lambs, but Anmu doesn't believe him as a traitor at all, what can he do?

Now let's think about what happened to you.

Just one charge of being an important minister of the imperial court but openly electrifying the whole country to crusade against the emperor is enough for him to lose his head three times.

Before he could think about it, An Mu suddenly stepped forward and whispered to him, "Can Master Ji take a step to speak?" ”

"Huh?"

Lao Ji's heart moved, could the youngest son of Lao Fu still have flowery intestines?

It turned out to be true.

An Mu actually said that his father Lao Fu has now become crazy and has become Lao Hutu, and he is determined to go against Uncle Jia Liu, but he Anmu has a red heart towards Uncle Jia Liu.

This time, I didn't want to kill Quan Beizi when I brought people to Changchun Garden, but I wanted to give Quan Beizi's family of three to Uncle Jia Liu, and by the way, I would compensate Uncle Liu on his behalf, and strive for leniency in the future.

"Hey! Why didn't this baby say it earlier! ”

Lao Ji stomped his feet on his thigh, as if the five million lottery tickets had just been wiped by him.

made An Mu look confused, and when he knew that the direction given by Lao Ji was correct, he went crazy on the spot, and regretted that his intestines were blue.

This will send someone to chase after me, I'm afraid I really can't catch up!

At this time, Drew quickly came to report that the woman he had just caught was crying and screaming, and she wanted to die or live.

The reason is that the woman's child, that is, Quan Beizi's youngest son, was frightened and was already rolling his eyes, and if he didn't hurry to the city to find Langzhong to take a look, most of the children would not be able to save it.

"Then what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and send it to the city to find Lang Zhong!"

An Mu lost the sixth uncle and his father here, how dare he let the sixth uncle and his brother die in his own hands.

Even if it really has nothing to do with him, the crotch of the yellow mud lake is not but.

"Wait,"

Lao Ji, who was still stomping his feet in a hurry just now, grabbed An Mu, who was anxious, and asked if the two of them could take a step to speak.

After moving, he glanced around, lowered his voice and said to Ren Anmu: "Virtuous nephew, listen to what my uncle said, let's send that child into the city in a few hours." ”

An Mu thought about it, and quickly shook his head: "Master Ji, no, no, no, that kid is..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lao Ji raising his hand, and said seriously: "Virtuous nephew, you will listen to your uncle in this matter... Well, you don't know how deep and muddy the water is, and if you really want to wade around, you don't know how to die. ”

........

"Drive, drive, drive!"

The morning glow has turned into a red sun, and the Emperor Taishang is still struggling to drive the old donkey.

The donkey cart passed, raising black smoke all the way.

Frightened pedestrians to dodge.

The rumors of the wind, the grass and trees are all soldiers, and the suspicions are not enough to describe Daquan's state of mind at this time.

Finally, a city appeared in front of me.

According to limited information, Daquan judged that it was his son's sphere of influence.

Because he has been driving dozens of kilometers for many kilometers.

Thinking of the huge burden he carried, and all the sacrifices he had made for the country, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then drove the donkey cart straight to the city with tears, and shouted to the city: "Open the door quickly, I am the emperor!" Open the door, I'm the Emperor! ”

The big words on the tower of the city gate are so conspicuous in the sunlight - "Welcome to the people of Changping!" ”