"Ahhhh Jiang Xiaoshu cried out in pain, and then immediately scolded:

"Zhang nerd, let go, my ears are going to fall off, master!"

The owner of the voice was indifferent:

"Senior brother, where are you going?"

"Huh? I, I'm ......" Jiang Xiaoshu's fox-like eyes purred, and he said confidently:

"Of course I'm going to Chang'an to carry out a mission, you hurry up and let me go, you can't afford to be responsible for delaying the task."

"Chang'an is in the west, what are you doing in the southern suburbs?" The voice asked.

"It's a long way to Chang'an, a thousand miles away, can't I buy a horse and hurry?" Jiang Xiaoshu blinked his eyes.

"Where did the horse market come from in the southern suburbs? The horse market is in the middle of the city, only half a mile from your house, and," the man seemed a little angry:

"Half an hour ago, a little guy pretending to be you went west out of the city, many people thought it was you, and even I was almost deceived, how do you explain?"

"How to explain it? Lao Tzu is handsome and charming, and others imitate me in self-love and dress up, so where can I care? Jiang Xiaoshu said stiffly.

"Still quibbling!" The man seemed to have lost his patience, grabbed Jiang Xiaoshu's ears and turned them around fiercely, so painful that Jiang Xiaoshu's tears overflowed, and he howled:

"Don't screw it, don't screw it, it hurts, big brother, I know it's wrong, let it go......"

As soon as he noticed that his ears were loose, Jiang Xiaoshu rushed out like a rabbit, but as soon as he moved, a green shadow flashed in front of him, and a figure was firmly blocked in front of him. Jiang Xiaoshu scolded this man:

"Zhang Qianjun, you obviously said that you don't care about me after the martial arts, why are you always ghostly?"

Zhang Qianjun is about thirty years old, his face is square, his eyes under the sword eyebrows are shining, his face is very gentle and elegant, he looks like a polite reader, but at this moment, he stared at Jiang Xiaoshu on the opposite side seriously, obviously very angry:

"You're embarrassed, if I hadn't come with me, you would have run for dozens of miles by now, and you would have forgotten Qin Lin's task long ago!"

Jiang Xiaoshu rubbed his head and said helplessly:

"This token doesn't belong to me in the first place, you see that my martial arts ranking is so low......"

"You still dare to mention martial arts?" Zhang Qianjun was even more angry when he heard this, snatched Jiang Xiaoshu's long sword, and stabbed a weak and crooked sword at the sky:

"What kind of move is this? Master, did his old man teach you like this? ”

"This move, this move is a new move created by me, called the sword to open the gate of heaven......" Jiang Xiaoshu gestured:

"It's a pity that it didn't take long to create it, so there were some small mistakes."

Zhang Qianjun immediately asked:

"That sending your ass to the door for someone else to kick, must be a bit famous?"

"Of course, that's what the book says'Ass Backwards Flat Sand Falling Goose Style', one move, the heavens and the earth change color, the ghosts and gods cry, your martial arts are low, naturally you can't understand the mystery......" As he spoke, his voice lowered - although the senior brother did not speak, his hand had already been raised.

Rubbing his red ears, Jiang Xiaoshu said helplessly:

"Okay, okay, I did deliberately lose to others, I thought that Wuju would just mix up the rankings, and there would be no such messy things. But in the end, some guys had convulsions, so that not only did I not avoid Qin Lin, but I became even worse, and directly crossed the 'Qin Lin Envoy' and became a so-called 'Heavenly Absolute Envoy', and was sent to Chang'an to work as a coolie, and it was hard and ......."

Looking at the resentful junior brother, Zhang Qianjun shook his head helplessly:

"That's the trust of the saint in you, I think you are young, but you are just a lifter, it should be a great honor to become a heavenly envoy, how can it be like a burden in your mouth......"

"That's what you think," Jiang Xiaoshu pouted:

"Task? I can't do any bullshit tasks...... Giving Qin Lin his life, he is tired and tired all day long, and he has no fame at all, where is there freedom and freedom, and it is refreshing to go around chivalrous and righteous? ”

Zhang Qianjun didn't pay attention to his yin and yang weirdness, and only said:

"Let's go."

Jiang Xiaoshu became vigilant:

"Let's go? Where to go? And with whom? ”

Zhang Qianjun suddenly made a move, and with a delicate grapple, he firmly buckled Jiang Xiaoshu's wrist:

"Go to Chang'an to arrest Han Fu, and then go back to Beijing with me to resume my life."

Jiang Xiaoshu struggled hard, but he couldn't get rid of it at all, he smiled bitterly:

"If you want to follow me, follow me, and I won't drive you away, what are you doing, pulling and pulling in broad daylight......"

Zhang Qianjun said earnestly:

"Xiaoshu, this time you are reasonable, but you can't run, the Holy Lord has ordered, your task will be handed over by me, if you really go to Jiangnan, senior brother can't explain......"

"This ...... All right. Jiang Xiaoshu raised his eyes and looked - that was the road to the south, and he should have walked on it, he sighed secretly in his heart:

"Okay, you little emperor, you can take Lao Tzu's lifeblood now, I can't really let you cut Zhang Qianjun, right? That's it, it's a big deal to go to Chang'an. ”

Zhang Qianjun saw that his junior brother agreed, so he let go of Jiang Xiaoshu and took the lead to move forward, Jiang Xiaoshu looked at his back, but secretly said in his heart:

"Hmph, when I catch the dog official in Chang'an City, I will immediately smear oil on the soles of my feet and slip away, senior brother, senior brother, I will have to work hard for you when the time comes...... But don't worry, I won't take advantage of you in vain, sir, the next time I see your sweetheart, we will praise you for a few words. ”

Chang'an, I'm coming!

Time flies, more than two months have passed in a blink of an eye, and it is the late night of June in the third year of Great Qin Jiaxin.

On the official road in the western suburbs of Chang'an City.

There was a rider running wildly in the night, and the clear moonlight fell on the tung trees on both sides of the official road, and the heavy moon shadows passed through the branches and leaves of the luxuriant tung trees in summer, imprinting mottled shadows on the ground.

The man on horseback, however, seemed to have no intention of appreciating the sight, but kept his legs on his belly and intermittently whipped the horse, urging his mount to speed up his march under his crotch.

But the strange thing is that the horse's hooves are clearly flying, but they don't make the slightest sound.

……

The man on horseback is named Han Fu.

Han Fuben is not a person of extreme timidity.

It is not surprising to say - if a person has been an official for more than ten years, not only did he not die, but he was promoted to the Langzhong of the fifth grade, even if his courage was originally very small before becoming an official, he should be much bigger now.

What's more, he is called "Tie Langzhong" by the top and bottom of the court, and his courage is already terrifying!

But now, he is on the run, panicking, and fleeing as if he didn't want to die.

Han Fu was so frightened now, so scared that he didn't even dare to turn his head back, even the red official robe he loved the most was torn into strips of cloth by him without hesitation, and wrapped thickly on the horse's hooves—because this would keep the horses from making a sound when running.

In fact, he was hiding from someone.

It was a young man, and a well-mannered, well-spoken young man.

But when he thought of this very talkative young man, Han Fu couldn't help but shudder.

This evening, he was drinking and listening to the drama in the mansion, but the subordinates outside kept making trouble for him—he hated being disturbed when he was listening to the play.

"Sir, two young men are visiting outside."

"Humph! Sweeping people Yaxing...... I ask you, what are they? ”

"The villain asked, but the other party didn't answer, only said that he wanted to see the master."

"No, go, tell them to wait."

……

"Sir. The villain just went to reply, and after the two of them heard that you couldn't see it, they said that they could wait, and now they have waited for an hour, and the younger one has already left, and the remaining one, let me inform the master, and say that I want to see him. ”

"Go, go, dog, don't you see I'm listening to the play? Anyone who asks to see you will come to report, it's really not a sight to behold! Get out, go out and tell that kid to get out of here too, and come back to the noise, I'll break his legs! ”

The subordinate retreated in a gloomy manner, Han stroked his beard, scolded "bad luck", and then shook his head violently, took a sip of the tea bowl, closed his eyes and continued to listen to the play.

"Han Langzhong is good Yaxing." A calm voice suddenly sounded out of thin air in Han Fu's ears.

Han Fu was so frightened that he almost jumped up from his seat, but when he opened his eyes, he obediently sat back again—because a sharp long sword was already at his throat!

He was about to open his mouth to call for the guards, but his wide open mouth could no longer be closed, and he saw that from the far door to his side, the guards were falling one after another like cutting wheat, and the one with the highest martial arts, the sword was only half unsheathed. Obviously, a few breaths ago, the man in front of him broke in like a ghost, and his guards didn't have time to fight back, and they were killed by the other party before they even had time to speak, and at that time, he didn't realize it.

"Lord Han, it seems that in the eyes of 'Sanqing', you are just a small person, and the guards they give you are just some third-rate characters."

Han Fu was already shocked, but the "Three Qings" in the other party's mouth made him even more frightened, he closed his mouth and looked up at the other party.

The young man was dressed in a green shirt, his face was square, and the eyes under the pair of sword eyebrows were shining, who was it not Zhang Qianjun? His expression was very gentle, as if the sword that was pointing at Han Fu's throat and the cold light scattered had nothing to do with him, Zhang Qianjun spoke:

"Lord Han, Zhang asked to see you twice, but it was only three, so Zhang came in by himself this time, and he looked at Haihan."

With that, Zhang Qianjun took out an object from his arms and stretched it out in front of Han Fu's eyes. After Han Fu saw the appearance of the object clearly, his body collapsed like a puddle of mud and fell to his knees.

"Qin Lin Qinglong's deputy commander is here, and officials below the third rank can cut it first and then play, and Zhang Qianjun, the deputy envoy of Qinglong, will be here." Zhang Qianjun told the origin of the object, and reported himself to his home.

Then he thoughtfully asked:

"Lord Han, do you want to cooperate with the investigation now, and then take the adults back to Beijing for trial? Or will I stab you to death right now and go back to Beijing to get back to my life? ”

Sure enough, he was a very talkative young man, and he gave Han Fu two choices at this moment. And Han Fu knelt on the ground, staring at the token known as the "Green Dragon Order" in Zhang Qianjun's hand, although his lips tried his best to restrain himself, he still couldn't help trembling and couldn't speak.

"Master, master, I just went out to report, and the older person is gone." The voice of the subordinate who had just been drunk away came from far away from the door.

But Han Fu no longer felt that he was noisy and blind.

After all, the feeling of being disturbed while listening to a play while alive and the feeling of not being able to listen to the play again after death will be more annoying.

……

Han Fu came back to his senses, and hurriedly picked up the horsewhip and slapped the horse's buttocks a few times.

In less than half a day's walk to the west, Han Fu will be able to reach his hometown of Hanzhong County, and when he will go home, pack up the softness, and then destroy those things that must not be seen, and it will be foolproof.

At that time, he is located in the main road of Hanzhong County, Yongzhou, to the northwest can pass through Liangzhou to the wolf, to the east can enter the Central Plains, to the south can go to Bashu, even if the young man is really the famous Zhang Qianjun, but he may not have the ability to reach the sky, and he can capture himself from the thousands of travelers who pass through Hanzhong County.

At this time, Han Fu had been running away for nearly an hour, and he was almost sure that this very talkative person would not come.

"Tut-tut, yes, yes, your ability to run is almost fast and good, I can't see it, you're quite amazing!"

An unfamiliar voice sounded almost against the back of Han Fu's head, Han Fu's hand holding the reins was almost instantly half cold, he looked down at his feet, and the underground that had not been noticed by him had the heavy reflection of the roadside Fa Tong, the shadow of the galloping horse, and the shadow of his own rickety on the horse's back was also clearly visible.

And I don't know when, behind me, there is also a strange shadow!

What's even more strange is that the shadow is actually standing on the horse's back, and under the horse's rapid running, the shadow rises and falls with the horse's back, without the slightest bump.

Then he fell off his horse and rolled to the ground.

"Hey! Han Fu, if your ability to escape is a little worse, it will be his mother and our brothers who will suffer together. Ma, the master accepted it, thank you! ”

These were the last words Han Fu heard before he fainted.

Then he saw a white garment turn its head from the galloping horse.

The last thing he saw was a pair of special eyes.

A pair of eyes like foxes flash away in the dark!

With a smile.

……