Hu Gongzi had a very bizarre dream.

The first half is okay, but I am rolling in all kinds of good memories, happy like flowers, I just hate dreaming without color, and I can't smell it......

The second half of the period is gradually outrageous...... He dreamed that he was racing on the street with his brothers and was excited, and suddenly Sun Ding, who was killed by him, rushed out of the stab and shouted loudly for his life.

"Look for death!" In the dream, Hu Gongzi was still fierce, and he accelerated and crashed into the car!

The two sides collided together, but who knew that it was him who was knocked away...... Hu Gongzi only felt weightless for a while, turned around 3,600 degrees in the air, and then fell into a dung truck.

Just Nima is outrageous!

What's even more outrageous is that this dream is still starting to taste. He could clearly smell a strong stench that made him want to gag, but he couldn't move. I could only soak in the stench helplessly, and I felt like I was about to suffocate.

It didn't take long for him to finally regain consciousness. Then I realized that the good news was that I wasn't dreaming.

The bad news is that he's really in a dung truck......

To be precise, he was curled up and stuffed in a huge bucket of dung, the water in which flooded his chest.

As the road bumped, from time to time feces splashed on his face. When I dreamed, I could still bear it, but I couldn't bear it at all at this time, and Hu Gongzi couldn't help but feel disgusted.

Good guys, I can't smell it in the barrel anymore......

So the more bad it smells, the more it vomits, the more it smells, and the more it smells, the more it circulates and belongs to yes.

He desperately wanted to get out, but his hands and feet couldn't use his strength, so he threw his head up and slammed the back of his head against the wall of the barrel, making a muffled thumping sound.

finally alarmed the people outside, lifted the lid of the barrel, and whispered to him: "Master Hu, don't be impatient, I am on your father's order to save you from life." ”

"Hahaha......" Hu Tianci desperately breathed in the fresh air, and it took a while to react, and a happy color gradually appeared on his face:

"Really?"

"Is that still fake? Stealing you out of the prison of the Criminal Department, but you want to lose your head, who would make such a joke? The man whispered as he pushed the cart.

"Why do you use this method? There's a problem with him, isn't it? As soon as he heard that it was someone sent by his father, Hu Tianci felt that he had done it again.

"That's a heavily guarded prison of the Criminal Department! There's a way to get you out, so thank goodness don't pick and choose. The old man with the cart said angrily: "You just bear with it, and when you get on the boat, you will be free." ”

After this vote, he also had to take the money and fly away. Otherwise, the designation will be extinguished, so there is no need to be polite to Hu Gongzi.

Besides, it doesn't matter what kind of prime minister he is, when he is soaked in a dung bucket, it is difficult for people to maintain respect.

"Don't make a noise anymore, the old man has been talking to a dung bucket, and he has to recruit the officers and soldiers patrolling the streets." After Xu Laohan finished speaking, he closed the lid again without waiting for Hu Gongzi to speak.

"......" Hu Gongzi was suffocated for freedom again.

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Someone must ask, how dare Boss Zhu set up the Three Law Divisions outside the northern suburbs? There is also the Yellow Book Library in Xuanwu Lake, so you are not afraid that there will be gangsters who rob the prison, or sneak into the lake island and burn the Yellow Book?

In fact, I am not afraid, first, the capital is heavily located, with many military camps, and the stars are guarding the capital like the moon, which one dares to mess around here, isn't it a vicious dog under the thatched house - looking for death?

Second, as I said earlier, Boss Zhu built a city wall along Xuanwu Lake, encircled this point, and the army guarded it, and the people were not allowed to approach.

Therefore, if you want to rescue people from the prison, you have to go out of the prison gate first, then out of the gate of the criminal department, then out of the city, and finally out of the siege of Xuanwu Lake before you can leave Nanjing City.

And leaving Nanjing City is not over, because there is still Zhu Yuanzhang's defense line carefully constructed by Zhu Yuanzhang according to the terrain and traffic conditions.

Under the rule of Boss Zhu, there was no such thing as Wen Tian and Wu Huan, and the officers and soldiers were still very serious and responsible. So he had to be sent out of the outer Guo defense line to really escape.

So even if Hu Xiang is powerful, it is impossible to quietly break through the layers of joints, and send his son out with a swagger without a little rumor. If you can't figure out which link, you will sell him.

Hu Weiyong could only make this decision, and invited this magical old Xu to take advantage of the opportunity to collect night incense in the cell, quietly change people out, put them in a dung truck and transport them out of the city.

In this way, it only needs to open the limited joints of the criminal department, and the person can be secretly sent out. After all, no one would have thought that there would be people hidden in the dung bucket filled with gold juice, and the officials guarding the city gates and checkpoints along the way covered their noses one after another, so that the old Xu, who had poured the night incense for half his life, hurried to go as far as he could.

Lao Xu pushed the dung cart alone, and there was a thrilling and dangerous outburst of the encirclement, and Hu Gongzi was safely sent to the edge of the Yangtze River.

At this time, the sky was bright, and among the reeds by the river, an inconspicuous sand boat had been waiting for a long time.

On the boat, an old man wearing a hat was looking anxiously. Those who are familiar with Hu Xiang can recognize him at a glance, he is actually Lao Huang, the coachman of the Prime Minister's Mansion!

Lao Huang saw Lao Xu pushing the dung truck down the avenue and towards the river. Hurry up and take someone off the boat to meet you.

"How is it, have you been rescued?" He asked.

"Hehe, don't worry, Master Huang, our method stinks a little, but it works." That old Xu boasted proudly; "Over the years, there have been eight people who have been fished out by this method, not ten, but also eight, and there has never been a mistake."

"Less nonsense, my young master is here?" Lao Huang Qiang resisted the desire to cover his nose and asked in a muffled voice.

"Hmm." Lao Xu nodded and said, "But it's better to get on the boat and release the people out, try to be as safe as possible, don't you say?" ”

"Hmm." Lao Huang thought about it, so he asked his two subordinates to unload the dung bucket and carry it to his boat.

After a while, the people on the boat gave him a thumbs up, and Lao Huang took out a bag of gold bars from his arms, took out two and threw them to Lao Xu, who was full of expectation.

Lao Xu took the heavy gold bar and put it in his arms, and he didn't want his own dung truck, so he turned his head and left.

He knew that as soon as the mission was completed, his situation would be in danger. You have to hide as far as you can before the other party kills people.

"Naive, do you think you can escape?" Lao Huang is no longer the obedient honest coachman in front of Prime Minister Hu Cheng, at this time his waist is also straight, and his face is murderous, which is quite a decisive big man.

He had already arranged the killer and was ready to end Lao Xu Yu's return journey. This kind of small character who knows too much can only be reassuring when he is dead.

Lao Huang no longer cared about the life of the ant, and turned back to the boat.

At this time, Hu Tianci had already been released from the dung bucket, and he was scolding the street with soup dripping all over his body.

"Fuck, whose bad idea is this, I have to stuff him into a dung bucket and let him drink a belly of yellow soup!"

"It's the old man......" Lao Huang whispered.

"......," Hu Tianci was speechless.

"Quick, wash your son well." Lao Huang instructed everyone on the boat: "Hurry up and go off the shore and go downstream!" ”

"Yes!" The boatmen held on to the fence and sailed the sand boat out of the reeds, and just wanted to merge into the main channel, but saw that on the morning mist on the river, four two hundred warships with the lantern of the 'Treasure Boat Lifting Division' sailed out, and quickly sailed in front of them, directly surrounding them in the middle!

ps. The last two chapters are in the morning.

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