Brother Zhao, there will be a date later!"

Di Renjie clenched his fists and bowed.

He and the four strong men of the Di family sent Zhao Wujiang and his party out of Yangcheng, and he also wanted to follow Zhao Wujiang to Chang'an, but he was a law Cao of the state, and he was on official business, so he could not leave his post without permission.

In the past few days of rushing to Zhao Wujiang's aid, there have been a lot of delays, but he has suppressed them all by himself.

When he was at the inn, he and Zhao Wujiang hit it off at first sight, and when they came up, they expressed their hearts and talked about the problems of the current homeless people, and did not discuss the matter of rushing to help Zhao Wujiang.

Now that he is bidding farewell to Zhao Wujiang, he still did not mention this matter, let alone use it to ask for his official status.

Looking at Zhao Wujiang and his party who were riding farther and farther away, Di Renjie shook his head and sighed slightly.

"Brother, why don't you tell Lord Zhao?"

A strong man beside him was puzzled and spoke in confusion.

Di Renjie shook his head again and sighed, "It's not like this."

"Then why is my brother sighing? He left without looking back, unlike me, who only felt sorry for my brother!"

The strong man's face was full of resentment.

Di Renjie stared at the strong man who opened his mouth with round eyes, and stepped forward to slap the door of his brain:

"Diasi, you are a big man, what's wrong? Where did you learn to speak like that?

I sigh for a deeper worry!"

The strong man Diasi covered his head and said sullenly:

"Didn't Lord Zhao say that he would solve it? Didn't he say the solution?"

Di Renjie's eyes were far away, and he sighed faintly:

"He has something on his mind.

What could make him, this man named Zhao Wujiang, worry so much?

It's not a love field, it's not a battlefield, it's not officialdom, that's what it will be.

With his ability, could it involve mysterious and mysterious ghosts and spirits?"

"Brother." Di Ah Si tugged on Di Renjie's sleeve, and his voice was low, as if he was afraid that others would hear it.

"Huh?"

Di Renjie looked sideways and found that Di Ah Si was pointing in the direction of the south of the city.

He followed the point, and a group of men in Confucian shirts rushed towards him.

"Oops."

He exclaimed in his heart, before entering the city, he had promised Yuen Long, the son of the city lord, to stay for a while for Zhao Wujiang.

These people all worship Zhao Wujiang, take Zhao as their teacher, and distract a lot of attention from the Wang family when they are hunting, and now that Zhao Wujiang is out of trouble, they want to see Zhao Wujiang side.

A group of people came running in dust and smoke, and at the forefront was a handsome young man in a black robe, who was the first to pretend to be Zhao Wujiang in Yuen Long at the wine shop in the south of the city that day.

Yuen Long panted, holding his waist with his hands:

"Didi. Brother Di, where is Lord Zhao?"

The young man behind him followed and asked where Zhao Wujiang went.

Di Renjie's eyes were raised, his eyes flashed, and he coughed dryly:

"Huaiying has kept Brother Zhao several times, but you also know that Brother Zhao's official position is too high, he is in charge of the six ministries, and he is too busy with government affairs.

Now that he has been delayed for a lot of time, he hurried back to preside over the overall situation of the six ministries."

There were sighs and disappointments from the crowd.

"But when spring comes, when everyone enters Chang'an, are you still worried that you won't be able to see Brother Zhao's face?" Di Renjie's eyes swept over everyone.

There was another wave of regret in the crowd.

"That's all there is to it."

"That's it, it's not far to Chang'an, I'll wait to walk more."

"Spring is coming, I hope this year is also Lord Zhao's business."

"Yes, his eyes are like the light of heaven, and those who are delusional and cheat have nowhere to hide!"

"It's just a pity that I couldn't see Lord Zhao's immortal face this time."

"And what's the matter? The coming day is long, and there will be opportunities in the future. It's just a missed one."

"I don't know what happened to Brother Yu for my little brother Fang Chang."

「.」

"Wait

Wait, Di Renjie!" Yuen Long shouted loudly, interrupting everyone's chatter and the figure walking back.

Di Renjie chuckled in his heart, and after taking it with one hand, Wen Zhen smiled politely:

"Brother Yuan, what's wrong?"

Yuen Long Langyi's face leaned in front of Di Renjie, and his eyes were dangerous:

"How many times have you really kept Lord Zhao?"

"That's natural, can Huaiying still deceive you?" Di Renjie touched his nose.

"Then you say, the reader does not lie to the reader!" Yuen Long's eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully looked at Di Renjie's expression.

Di Renjie said seriously: "Scholars don't deceive readers!"

I'm a Facao, a vulgar person, he added inwardly.

Yuen Long straightened up, clasped his hands on his chest, and looked at it:

"It's a pity, you're a lawyer, you're a prisoner, you're a vulgar person!"

Did I just say it? Di Renjie's eyes widened.

"Beat him up!"

A group of people around Yuen Long were gearing up, knowing that they had been deceived, and they all gathered around.

"There is no basis for your words, Yuen Long, don't think that you are the son of the city lord, I am afraid of you, do you know who my father is?"

Di Renjie roared.

"Dicterson!" Yuen Long said lightly:

"Uncle Di and my father have always been good friends, if I miss and beat you, Uncle Di will not blame me."

"Beat him!"

"Beat him!"

A group of people surrounded Di Renjie and the five.

"Hugh is going to hurt my brother!"

The strong man Diasi stood up and struck each other with fists, and the momentum was compelling:

"What's there, come to me and the four of you!"

The crowd shouted, "Let's beat it up!"

The next moment, the sound of fists and feet clashing sounded.

The gatekeeper who guarded the city gate watched the crowd scuffle, and did not go up to stop it.

Someone asked, "Do we care about this?"

"Tube! Why don't you care?"

"Then why don't we do it?"

"Are you stupid? Now that the young master has the points, what will we do? Wait until the young master is at a disadvantage, it's not too late for us to make another move!"

「. That's right."

Di Renjie's five people were chased and beaten all the way, scurrying around Yangcheng, and passers-by were surprised.

Yuen Long They didn't kill him, they didn't have a grudge, they just wanted to beat Di Renjie, who was beaten up.

After a cup of tea, the four strong brothers of Dia were blocked in the corner, Dia's four noses were blue and his face was swollen, squatting on the loess, holding his head with both hands, and smiling:

"Young masters, go and beat Di Renjie, we will not stop you."

Jiannan Road, Yucheng, Zhaojia Village.

The hillside behind the village of Zhaojia Village is scattered with patches of fields.

At this moment, there is an old farmer in the field who is turning the soil, the moon hoe is constantly rising and falling, his coarse linen clothes are stained with a lot of loess, and the bamboo hat covers the warm sun of the sky and his eyes.

Wen Yu stood not far away, looking haggard.

A few days ago, he stepped into Zhaojia Village, followed the mountain road, and wanted to go to the graves of some ancestors to worship, so he passed by here.

Since then, he has been trapped in this heaven and earth within a radius of more than ten meters, and there seems to be an invisible barrier around him, blocking his place, and he can't get out with all his might.

The sun rises and sets, the stars and the moon move, and the old farmers in the fields in front of them have been sprinkling the soil.

Today is the seventh day of Wen Yu's trapping.

In the past few days, he has been trying to greet the old farmer, but the old farmer always ignores him and does not respond at all.

"Old man."

He roared, anxious.

But this time, the old farmer seemed to have a reaction, or maybe the soil in the surrounding fields had been spilled, so he slowly stopped his hand and straightened up.

"Can you see things clearly from a distance?"

His voice was low, and he slowly took off his bamboo hat, casually

flicked into another field, revealing a handsome cheek, a middle-aged man's appearance:

"In the past few days, I didn't know how to change the route after hitting the south wall, and I couldn't get through in all directions, can you go down to the field to take a look?"

Wen Yu didn't know how to answer, and when he saw the man in front of him coming, the cultivation in his body couldn't help but mobilize.

The middle-aged man shouldered the moon hoe, walked out of the field, his feet were dry yellow mud, he put down the moon hoe, knocked on the field, shook off the yellow mud on the hoe, looked at the young man Lang Wenyu, and said in a deep voice:

"After all these years, the children who left home will come back to you?"

(End of chapter)