Volume 1: The Rise of the Western Regions Chapter 3 Under Fame

The rooms in the inn are much more comfortable and luxurious than Ye Sanniang's room.

The soft bed and dry quilt were all incense, and Zhao Rang fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow. When I opened my eyes again, it was already bright sky.

Touching the three heavy silver ingots in his pocket, Zhao Rang turned over and got up, pushed open the window, took a deep breath of the cool air outside, cheered up, and prepared to go out.

"Are you up?"

Ye Sanniang's coquettish voice came from outside the door.

Zhao Rang didn't answer, and went straight to open the door and walked out.

People who get up early are always very energetic, Ye Sanniang's eyes looked at Zhao Rang back and forth a few times, and then said with appreciation:

"Go out and turn right, follow the street, and you'll see them."

Zhao Rang nodded and only replied with three words:

"Got it."

Immediately, under Ye Sanniang's gaze, he walked out of the inn.

People in the northwest get up late, especially in the off-season of Yangguan, the streets are empty, and only Zhao Rang is walking alone.

According to the direction Ye Sanniang said, he walked less than a cup of tea when he saw several carriages parked on the side of the street, and there were several lazy Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes beside the cars. There is a tall wooden pole on the carriage, and an apricot-colored chess piece hangs on the top, and the word "Golden Bell" on it is extremely strong in the wind.

For a while, Zhao Rang didn't know what he remembered, but he was a little fascinated. It wasn't until a Taoist priest came forward to inquire vigilantly that he pulled out of his thoughts.

"I was introduced by Ye Sanniang."

Zhao Rang said.

The Taoist priest frowned slightly, looked at Zhao Rang horizontally and vertically, and then walked to a room behind the carriage.

When he came out again, there was a strong man with a big waist and a round waist, carrying a broad-faced scimitar at his waist.

This man didn't look at Zhao Rang with a scrutinizing gaze, but hugged his fist very freely, and said:

"Under the deputy head of the Admiralty Dart Bureau, Jin Sanliang!"

Zhao Rang also returned the salute with a fist, and replied lightly:

"Zhao Rang."

Jin Sanliang smiled, not caring about Zhao Rang's indifferent attitude.

There are no simple people in Yangguan, everyone has their own story, not to mention that Zhao Rang was introduced by Ye Sanniang.

The name of the intermediary can largely explain Zhao Rang's ability, so Jin Sanliang was polite and did not dare to underestimate it at all.

"Since my brother has taken over this job, let's explain some things first!"

"Mr. Jin, please speak!"

Seeing that Jin Sanliang was not a master with eyes above the top and no one in his eyes, Zhao Rang also corrected his attitude slightly.

No one doesn't like to deal with bright people, even if they sometimes seem a little silly, but such people have an innate charm.

"Our trip is to escort these Taoist masters from Baihe Mountain to the Western Regions to buy goods. As long as the silver brought is not lost, the Taoist master is safe, even if it is done, the rest has nothing to do with us! ”

Zhao Rang nodded in agreement and said:

"In the final analysis, I took this job for the silver, and then I could go to the Western Regions to see the situation. Everything is at the disposal of the head of the dart. ”

Jin Sanliang heard Zhao Rang say this, and his heart breathed a sigh of relief.

In his eyes, Jianghu guests like Zhao Rang have some stinky problems, some are lustful, some are good wine, and some are dedicated to managing injustices.

These problems are nothing in normal times, and even Jin Sanliang likes to hold the girl for a few drinks when he has nothing to do. But if you still don't restrain when you dart, you can't say that it will become a dark thorn, and it will move the whole body.

After handing Zhao Rang an apricot-yellow vest, Jin Sanliang began to make the final preparations before the hair.

As usual, the word "Admiralty" is also written on the vest, but the font is different from the flag and is in standard block letters. There is also a large bell painted directly below, which looks very majestic.

In the green forest, the word "Admiralty" is the best road sign. Literate people can read words, and illiterate people can read pictures, they can recognize it.

What's more, the other dart players who open the way are to ring the gong, while the Admiralty is to ring the bell. Although it is a little unlucky, over time, it has become the only exception, which is very recognizable.

Those bandits and horse bandits, when they heard the bell from afar, they knew that it was the dart of the Admiralty Dart Bureau, so they didn't think much.

After putting the vest on his body, Zhao Rang saw that Jin Sanliang was opening the box one by one, re-counting the silver taels inside, closing the lid again, and pasting the seals of the two Admiralty Dart Bureau.

This was an extremely time-consuming task, and it took Jin Sanliang and two Taoist priests half an hour to thoroughly count the silver on the carriage.

"Master Dao, let's go!"

Jin Sanliang said to a rather dignified middle-aged Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest's eyes were slightly closed, he was meditating, and when he heard the words, he only bowed his head slightly, which was regarded as an answer.

Seeing this, Jin Sanliang immediately turned around and threw a fist and smashed it on the golden bell carried by the two executioners.

"Buzz ......"

The bell rang for a long time, and resounded throughout Yangguan.

With Jin Sanliang's vigorous voice "dart", the whole team began to move forward slowly.

Although Zhao Rang wore the vest of the Admiralty Dart Bureau, he was not a person from the Dart Game after all, so he was arranged at the front, second only to the executioner who opened the road.

This position looks at the scenery, followed by a large group of people behind him, but it is actually the most dangerous.

Once the bandits who came to rob the darts, Zhao Rang was the first to bear the brunt.

It's no wonder that Jin Sanliang deliberately did this, because a temporarily hired Jianghu guest like Zhao Rang was originally used to work hard, otherwise wouldn't this money be spent in vain?

Fortunately, Zhao Rang is very satisfied with this position, because he can sit in the carriage and wander around, and he doesn't have to walk hard.

He leaned back, his hands crossed behind his head, his eyes fixed on the dart flag fluttering in the wind above.

Today's weather is clear, only a light breeze, which is really a rare good weather. The sun shone on Zhao Rang's face, and he soon became sleepy.

Anyway, it only takes three days to reach the destination, and there is the vice president of the Admiralty Dart Bureau behind him, so there must be no chaos, so Zhao Rang is extremely relaxed, closes his eyes and starts to take a nap.

Near noon, Jin Sanliang stopped the team and ordered the accompanying cooks to bury the pot and make rice.

Zhao Rang stretched and jumped out of the carriage.

The wooden box on the car, his back hurt a little. It's fine when I fall asleep, but when I wake up, I can't stand it.

Taking advantage of the cooking stall, Jin Sanliang walked up to Zhao Rang and said:

"Brother, after eating, we will completely leave the realm of Yangguan. There is a hill in front of you that stretches for dozens of miles, and it has been very chaotic, so you have to cheer up! ”

After hearing this, Zhao Rang asked rhetorically:

"Does anyone dare to rob the Admiralty dart board?"

Jin Sanliang shook his head with a wry smile and said:

"It's hard to live up to fame...... To tell you the truth, not long ago, a branch of the Admiralty Dart Bureau in the north was washed by horse bandits, and three dart masters died. ”

It would have been reasonable if this had happened elsewhere, but the northern border was the birthplace of the Admiralty Dart Bureau. was washed under his nose, regardless of the money, the loss of this head alone is enough to make people vomit blood......

Zhao Rang didn't expect such a thing to happen in the limelight Admiralty Dart Game, which was really unexpected by him.

"So, no matter where you are, you have to be careful!"

Jin Sanliang said with emotion.

While chatting, the meal was ready.

Two dishes, one meat and one vegetable.

Everyone lined up with bowls, and walked to the pot one by one to let the cook cook.

Zhao Rang looked at the minced meat and eggplant in the pot and felt very appetizing, so he asked the cook to give him more, but the cook didn't hear it.

Seeing this, Zhao Rang pursed his lips, scolded stingy, and then walked aside, found a cool place, and ate.

As soon as he lowered his head and took two bites of rice, a long-handled spoon suddenly reached out in front of him, containing a spoonful full of minced meat and eggplant.

"Eat more, you will have strength in the afternoon!"

As soon as Zhao Rang raised his head, Jin Sanliang put the spoon into his bowl.

"Thank you, Mr. Dart!"

Zhao Rang said politely.

Jin Sanliang waved his hand:

"It's fate to be able to dart together, and you don't have to call a dart head. I'm a few years older than you, so you can call me big brother. ”

Although these words are natural, they make Zhao Rang a little strange.

It is true that Jin Sanliang is free and open, but he is indeed the deputy head of the Admiralty Dart Bureau.

is so polite to himself, and even a little flattering, could it be that Ye Sanniang said something to him?

Without waiting for Zhao Rang to think about it, Jin Sanliang had already left his side and walked towards the group of Taoist priests.

After talking to the majestic middle-aged Taoist priest for a while, Jin Sanliang urged everyone to hurry up and make sure to pass through the hilly area before sunset.

Zhao Rang straightened his clothes, took out the unscabbarded knife that had been hidden in the overcoat, held it in his hand, and got into the carriage again.

A gust of breeze was blowing, and Zhao Rang only felt that it was good to be quiet, and it was superfluous to think that Jin Sanliang's worries were superfluous. Sure enough, the people who are beaten in the rivers and lakes, the older they are, the less courageous they are.

After walking for more than an hour, it was still peaceful and peaceful, and seeing that he would be able to pass through this hill in a short time, Zhao Rang stretched his legs, ready to put the knife back into his coat.

At that moment, he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves not far ahead.

Just by listening to the sound, I am afraid that there are as many as forty or fifty people.

Zhao Rang looked back at Jin Sanliang

Of course, he also heard such a movement, and immediately raised his arms, clenched his fists.

When the runner at the front saw the gesture of the head of the dart, he immediately struck the golden bell three times in a row, and then stopped.

The bells are melodious, but they can't cover the sound of horses' hooves.

Soon, Zhao Rang saw that the position directly in front of him was dusty, and there was really someone who didn't have long eyes to rob the dart!

The dart masters clenched the knives in their hands one by one, and quickly surrounded the carriage containing silver taels and a group of Taoist priests in the center, waiting for them.

Jin Sanliang also got off the horse, stepped forward and stood side by side with Zhao Rang, looking at the smoke and dust with solemn eyes.

"Don't rush to do it for a while."

"Hmm"

Zhao Rang responded.

Anyone who walks the dart knows a saying, which is called breaking the fortune and eliminating the disaster.

No matter how big the battle on the opposite side is, no matter how many people there are, they are all here for money. If you can send it away with some silver, then there is no need to use a knife to see blood.