The area around Nanshan, in the past, was the range where the old bandits were entrenched. But with the extermination, under the South Mountain, there have been slowly people, and there are more medicine pickers and hunters, who cautiously enter the mountain.

The carriage stopped at the edge of the official road.

Chen Jing got out of the car and tied the short sword to his waist. Xing Xiaojiu also pinned his waist knife and began to lead the horse.

Xingqiu was the first to cry. Yu Shan was stunned and cried.

The young men of the Tang village who accompanied the carriage were silent, and carefully moved the unloaded blanket to the roof of the carriage.

"Chen Jinggongzi, I must study hard, before you come back, I will write ten poetry collections and become famous all over the world!" Zhang Tiancai also shouted with red eyes.

Chen Jing didn't look back.

Song Yu in front of him, his eyes were already moist, standing among the rice crops and spring waves, he suddenly stood on tiptoe and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Chen Jing...... Go home early. ”

"Take the road guide, I can't say that half a month later, we will meet in the south. When we meet again, we will give birth to a baby, and when we save up the family business in the future, I will be a rich man, and you will be a housemother and grandmother. ”

"I remember." Song Yu wiped away her tears, no longer hindered, and let go of the hugging hand.

Chen Jing turned around, took the bamboo hat handed by Xing Xiaojiu, and slowly tied it.

"Get on the horse."

"My son, you also wait for Lao Tzu to come back." Xing Xiaojiu cried, covered his face with a bamboo hat, and turned over on his horse.

Chen Jing picked up the reins, didn't dare to turn back, and together with Xing Xiaojiu, he hurriedly rode his horse back.

After running out of the small half mile, Song Yu's cry behind him finally sounded.

……

"Phew—"

When approaching Tang Village, Xing Xiaojiu stopped his horse. Some helplessly looked back and saw that their own owners were still slowly swallowing up.

Obviously, I have taught it several times, but this ability to ride a horse is too weak.

"Xiao Jiu, you slow down." Chen Jing caught up and took a breath. In his previous life, he had only ridden a foal once in the park for ten dollars, and he was led by a pleasure rider.

"Dongjia, are you still entering Tang Village?"

"Not in." Chen Jing shook his head. At the beginning, Yuan Siqiao said that he would wait for him in Gucun three days later. In order to send Song Yu a ride, it has taken more than half a day.

"Go straight to Tanimura. By the way, you can't untie the bamboo hat, and if someone asks, you'd better change your name. ”

"Change your name? Will the owner also change? ”

"Naturally, I now call the bloody hand man Tu Zhang Dabiao."

"And what's my name?"

"Zhang Erbiao, the little white wolf in the wind." Chen Jing said casually, "Remember, in front of outsiders, if you don't have to, you must not show your head." You also know that what you want to do this time is a big thing to lose your head. ”

"Don't worry, I know."

did not stop, the two rode horses, followed the official road that was still a little muddy, and rushed forward.

It was about dusk, and the whole world slowly darkened, and Chen Jing stopped his horse, frowned, and looked at the surrounding scene.

"Xiao Jiu, how far is it from Gu Village?"

"If you walk by night, you can get there tonight. If you rest all night, it will be noon tomorrow. The owner is not good at riding, it must be a bumpy break, it is better to rest for the night. Xing Xiaojiu grinned.

Chen Jing's face was helpless. Xing Xiaojiu was not wrong, in the past, he traveled in a carriage. But this time is different, he plans to pretend to be a Jianghu person to help Yuan Siqiao.

Therefore, horseback riding and sword fighting are indispensable.

At this time, it was already close to the official road, and the night was dark again, and there was a dead silence all around. In the past, Chen Jing would be worried about Song Yu who stayed in Tang Village, but now, it seems that there is a bit of a taste of sword fighting.

"The owner, the nearby villages, are gone."

The closer you get to the official road, the more dangerous it will be in this situation. Those thieves who cut the path in a group of seven or eight people like to ambush at night.

"Go to the nearest village, find an empty house, light a fire and rest for the night."

The two led their horses, discerning the dim outline of the neighborhood, and finally found a village after entering a path. As I said before, the villagers avoided the trouble. Of course, there may be those who stay in the village, but they just don't dare to hold the lamp.

In the past, if it weren't for Chen Jing's insistence on beating the old bandits, he was afraid that many people in Tang Village would also follow to avoid trouble.

The two of them gathered some dry firewood and found an empty house before they settled down temporarily.

Just on the campfire, eating the dry food they carried. Faintly, you can still hear the shouting of the thief on the official road not far away.

Chen Jing rubbed his forehead, thinking about getting a good night's sleep first and nourishing his spirits.

Unexpectedly, Xing Xiaojiu, who was beside him, suddenly got up and quickly grabbed the short knife in his hand.

"Xiao Jiu?"

"Owner, someone is stealing horses outside!"

The two horses he was riding were afraid that they would be stolen, so Chen Jing also specially used a lot of dry grass to block his vision in the cowshed where the horses were tethered.

"Xiao Jiu, cover the bamboo hat."

Chen Jing pulled out his short sword and followed behind Xing Xiaojiu, his steps a little anxious.

When the door was opened, as Xing Xiaojiu said, in the cowshed at this time, a figure lying on the ground was lying on the ground in embarrassment, grabbing the beans to feed the horses.

"Take care of my son!" Xing Xiaojiu jumped up, drew his knife and flew away.

Just as the moonlight was spreading, Chen Jing took a few closer looks, and after seeing the people who grabbed horse food, he was stunned for a moment.

Ningrong?

……

", these path cutting thieves, robbed me of my silver, killed my guards, and took away my sixth concubine."

Ning Rong's hair was scattered, and the robes on his body were robbed before, but now he only used a piece of rotten linen to wrap his entire body. It seems that he also injured a leg, and he looks like he has pus.

Chen Jing handed over a baked cake.

Ning Ronghuo snatched it up in a hurry, stuffed it into his mouth and devoured it, probably eating too quickly, and suddenly coughed violently.

Chen Jing was silent and handed over the water bag.

Ning Rong, who wants to be a Beijing official, has been reduced to grabbing beans with horses to eat, where is there still the previous high spirit.

"Woo, Brother Zhang, you are a good person, I went back to Beijing to become a Beijing official, and I will definitely repay you!"

has been covering the bamboo hat, Chen Jing only reported the name of the bloody hand man Tu Zhang Dabiao.

Chen Jing smiled, "I'll talk about these things later, Ning Gongzi, what are your plans now?" ”

"Naturally, it's back to Beijing."

"Ping'an Town has closed the city gates, you can't go back now."

"I went to Ping'an Town earlier and asked those damn battalion soldiers to help me deliver the letter. My mentor will come to my rescue. Ning Rong raised his eyes, only thinking that Chen Jing would immediately stammered at him.

"Teacher?"

"Of course." Ning Rongshen was mysterious, "My mentor is Yan Shu, the head of the household, and I can be a Beijing official, all of which he has put a lot of effort into it." Shhh ”

"When I return to Beijing, I will definitely repay Brother Zhang. If Brother Zhang is willing to be my guard, not to mention anything else, the glory and wealth are endless! ”

"Young Master Ning, we'll talk about it later." Chen Jing pressed the bamboo hat again. The way he is dressed now, he looks like a Jianghu person, and he has changed his tone, and he can't recognize Ning Rong's two brains.

"Er Biao, get more baked cakes. By the way, there is also a set of clean robes in the horse jacket, which is also taken and let Ning Gongzi change into it first. Look, look, Ning Gongzi is the fourth handsome man in the capital, when did he suffer such grievances. ”

Ning Rong was moved again, and even took Chen Jing's hand and wanted to worship on the spot.

Of course, he was politely rejected by Chen Jing with a smile.

Righteousness? got on Ning Rong's ship, but it was not necessarily stable.