Chapter 122: Guards

Zhao Zhi looked gloomy, stood behind Xiaoju, and said gloomily: "Sure enough, it was you who made it, I only made you naughty and funny, I didn't expect you to be so scheming, and you still remembered national events!" Don't you know that this dynasty does not allow the harem to interfere in politics?! ”

Approaching Xiaoju, his face was full of disdain, and he was about to say something more, but when he saw the fold in Xiaoju's hand, he was not only stunned, but the fold was taken in reverse, he pointed to the fold and asked in a daze: "You, are you illiterate?" ”

Xiao Ju glanced at him indifferently, put the fold in his hand on the table, bowed down, and said calmly: "The slave and maid have retired." ”

Zhao Zhi looked at her back in a daze, and said in his heart, if it wasn't her? And who is it? Then I thought, didn't those palace concubines join forces? I am jealous that she has won my favor, otherwise how can dozens of people say a word?

Thinking about this, Zhao Zhi was immediately annoyed, he actually misunderstood her, he actually misunderstood her, he felt extremely guilty, and he just wanted to make up for her.

Xiao Ju said in her heart, knowing words, what is the difference between taking and reversing? Always read it out. Unexpectedly remembered the advice of the third sister before entering the palace, if you are unfortunate to be seen by the emperor, you must not be sincere, you must remember that the emperors have been lucky since ancient times!

Don't interfere in court politics, don't worry about family affairs, when you are twenty years old, your sister will definitely take you out of the palace!

Next to the post road overgrown with wild grass, three carriages were parked, Xu Qiyuan reached out and poured two glasses of sake from the tray held by the scholar, one cup was handed to Mo Zhong, the predecessor Xiangguo was dressed in a green shirt, his hair was still meticulously combed, and the wine glass was dried up, and then he fell to the ground, and said in a deep voice: "The old man is planted in Xu Xiang's hands, and he is convinced, so don't pass it." ”

Xu Qiyuan took a sip of wine, looked at Mo Zhong's back, and said slowly: "Xie Yu has decided to escape into the empty door, Mo Xiangke is at ease." ”

When Mo Zhong heard this, his back straightened up, but his back was a little desolate, Xu Qiyuan sighed lightly and got into his carriage.

After the carriage traveled for a while, Xu Qiyuan suddenly asked, "Do you really want to escape into the empty gate?" ”

There was still a girl in the car, Jing Hai cloth clothes, plain face to the sky, only the smile was still the same, Han Xie Yu smiled lightly: "Didn't the public agree to understand the language?" When the interpreter does this for the public, he grants a request to the interpreter. ”

Xu Qiyuan was silent for a long time, and said to himself: "The reason why Mo Xiang stepped down has nothing to do with you, he just figured out the wrong emperor's intentions." ”

sneered twice, and said: "Xiao Dongliu is pretending to be stupid, but this Mo Xiangguo is too smart and has become a real stupid." I don't want to think about it, now Daning, there is neither a relative to interfere in politics, nor a eunuch dictatorship, the country is rich and the people are safe, if the emperor is really a gentleman who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, Daning will not be surnamed Zhao for a long time. ”

Han Xie Yu smiled, looked at Xu Qiyuan and said: "Gong did everything possible to sit on the position of this prime minister, and did not hesitate to offend his beloved wife, what are you trying to do?" ”

Xu Qiyuan looked at her fixedly for a long time, and suddenly shouted, "Stop." ”

He got out of the car and ordered the car to be driven: "Send the interpreter girl to Mingyue Nunnery." "After that, a person wandering through the wilderness is like a wandering spirit.

The stronger Xiaoju's affection became, the stronger Zhu's sense of crisis became, and she decided to implement Zhang's plan as soon as possible, and all preparations were carried out in an orderly manner.

Early this morning, Zhu and Yang Hua got into the carriage together and went out, and when the sun was up, they entered Ningdu, and crossed most of the city to a market.

Bamboo lifted the curtain of the car and leaned out, and saw a row of ronins kneeling on both sides of the road, old and young, with tattered clothes, patches, and a straw stuck in their hair, staring at the passers-by with blazing eyes.

Yang Hua dusted the hem of her robe and said with a smile: "These are the lowest-grade craftsmen, selling a body of strength, we have to go inside if we want to find it." ”

Zhu Wenyan lowered the curtain, but after a while, he couldn't help but open the curtain again to watch, and saw that the craftsmen seeking employers on the side of the road had indeed become a little different, their clothes were neat, their faces were clean, and they no longer knelt down, standing on the side of the road, calmly waiting for their employers.

Seeing that she was very curious, Yang Hua smiled, leaned over, and pointed: "At the beginning, there were craftsmen with craftsmanship here, you see, the one with a long saw on his back and an ax in his hand should be a carpenter; The other one with a dagger on his waist, holding the hammer should be a masonry......"

Zhu listened with relish, turned around and asked, "Then where are the people we are looking for today?" ”

Inadvertently, her lips just brushed Yang Hua's cheeks, Zhu was slightly stunned, Yang Hua didn't seem to notice, and said gently: "In the innermost part of the market, there are several teahouses, and the samurai disdain to be in the company of the small people in the market. ”

Zhu sat up straight, but felt Yang Hua's breath hit in waves, and for the first time, he felt that this carriage for four people was so small.

Slightly distracted, Yang Hua suddenly shouted: "Stop!" ”

Zhu leaned on the window and looked out, and saw that before he reached the teahouse, there was a row of broken samurai outside, sleeping crookedly on the street, and the smell of alcohol was smoking. I couldn't help but look at Yang Hua strangely, but I saw him push the car door, jump out of the car with an arrow step, and go straight towards one of his stubble-covered warriors.

The samurai was long, and he collapsed to the ground with long hands and feet, and fell asleep with a snort, holding one of his spears, and he didn't know what a sweet dream he had, and saliva flowed down the barrel of the spear.

Zhu held on to the door, carefully got off the carriage, shrank behind Yang Hua, suddenly felt a cold and piercing feeling coming from Yang Hua, couldn't help but take two steps back, the warrior on the ground seemed to feel something, he opened his eyes, and was stabbed by the sun, shrunk his pupils, and saw Yang Hua clearly, he closed his eyes unceremoniously, turned over, turned his back to Yang Hua, and fell asleep again.

Yang Hua kicked him with her foot and said casually: "Has the former deputy general Wei fallen to this point?" ”

Vice-Admiral? Wei Liao?

Bamboo curiously poked his head out from behind Yang Hua and looked carefully at the samurai on the ground.

Wei Liao's identity was broken by Yang Hua, he turned around lazily, and opened his eyes very reluctantly, just in line with the black eyes of the bamboo droplets.

His eyes widened instantly, and he shrank into a little again, looked and looked, to make sure that he was not mistaken, and one of them stiffened, jumped up from the ground, and said with a hippie smile: "Is the guest officer here to find the nursing home?" Look at our head, you know that we have the strength, and our gun is not vegetarian. As he spoke, he raised his spear and pulled a beautiful spear, and there were cheers around him, and Wei Liao thanked him proudly.

Yang Hua looked at him with a smile, didn't seem to notice his eyes looking at Zhu, turned around and took Zhu's hand and said, "Then follow along." ”

Wei Liao held the spear, sat on the rear frame of the carriage, clinging to the back wall of the carriage, for fear of falling off the carriage if there was a bump, pricked up his ears to listen to the sound in the car, and said to the spear in his hand sadly: "Mother, I only have you, but don't run away with the smiling tiger." ”

After a while, Yang Hua got out of the car first, Zhu looked up, and couldn't help but be stunned, seeing Yang Hua and Wei Liao standing on both sides of the car door, and at the same time stretched out their hands and looked at her with a smile.

Zhu supported the bottom of the car with one hand, jumped up, jumped straight down, and took the lead in the teahouse, Yang Hua and Wei Liao's outstretched hands collided violently, and the two of them shouted enthusiastically: "Brother Wei!" "Brother Yang Xian!" Affectionately followed behind Bamboo.

There is a row of wooden shelves at the door of the teahouse, the frame is hooked with an iron hook to half a piece of pork, and a bear is firmly tied with an iron chain next to it, the bear is enough to be two people long, a white belt around the neck is very eye-catching, a pair of small eyes are full of bloodthirsty fierce light, the bamboo took a step back in fright, and made a big bend into the teahouse, still frightened.

The teahouse is very spacious, with about thirty or forty square tables and wooden stools, and the samurai sit in twos and threes, and there are also many who drink alone, and one person occupies a table.

Zhu was a little stunned, and looked at Yang Hua for help, Yang Hua let go of Wei Liao's hand, smiled brightly, and was about to speak, but heard Wei Liao shouting: "Brothers, my master recruits the guards to protect the courtyard, and the treatment is good, and there is only one condition, and he has gone through three moves under my gun." ”

Yang Hua pulled the bamboo with an unchanged smile, took three steps back, and stood still from a distance, with a posture of drawing a line with Wei Liao.

The warriors in the teahouse were boiling, glaring at Wei Liao with dissatisfaction, and shouted: "Where did you come from, Xiao, stirring up the uncle to drink!" ”

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and the embroidered pillow dares to jump out and be arrogant."

"Your gun is made of wax, hahaha."

Wei Liao glanced at the hall with great contempt, turned around and walked out of the teahouse, the pity in his eyes was so strong, the warriors in the hall were immediately enraged, and they all stood up and followed Wei Liao out of the teahouse.

Seeing that the warriors in the hall had come out, Yang Hua followed behind with a bamboo sway, Wei Liao smiled lightly, like a splashed ink landscape painting, freehand and atmospheric, full of confidence.

He raised his spear and shouted, and several suns burst out from the tip of the spear in an instant, and countless stars in the night sky shone at the same time, only a few clicks were heard, and the chains on the giant bear at the door were all broken.

The bear suddenly lost its restraints, brandished its huge palm like a fan, and pounced on Wei Liao with a wide mouth.

Wei Liao smiled again, the two little tiger teeth reflected the white light in the sun, and a shot was stabbed, and the surrounding warriors only felt that this shot was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and they all took two steps back, and when they stabbed and stabbed back, they saw that the blood was gushing out of the white hair on the bear's chest, and half of the bear's heart on the tip of the gun was still beating!

100 people slashed! Murder guns!

Wei Liao stood on the spot, his spear pointed, all the warriors avoided it, for a while, the limelight was the same, Yang Hua hurriedly led Zhu Shang, patted Wei Liao's shoulder triumphantly and said: "Yes, Captain Wei, you can step back." ”

Zhu broke away from Yang Hua's hand, retreated behind Yang Hua with Wei Liao, and watched his performance: "You have seen it, our captain of the guard, if you have the confidence to be able to pass the three moves, come and sign up, one hundred taels of silver per month, if you are injured or injured, there will be another pension." ”。