The Ten Directions Dao Leader said without hesitation: "Let's also withdraw the rice merchant and wait for instructions!" ”

"Then wouldn't I, Yan Zhao Zimin, have the possibility of starving all over the wilderness......" Long Wushuang rarely hesitated.

Only by facing the elder in front of him alone, he is not the young marshal who is cold and iron-blooded, smiling and watching the situation change.

"The withdrawal of the rice merchant is to express his cooperation to the Tuoba clan, but he will not withdraw from Youzhou, and he will wait for instructions, which is promising! This may be an opportunity! ”

Long Wushuang realized: "Listen to you, it won't be wrong!" ”

The rice merchants controlled by the northern Hebei rangers also withdrew from the north of Youzhou one after another.

On the way home, Jiang Fuxue and Mu Qinxue rode in the same carriage.

"Big sister, Xue'er begs you something~"

"Okay~" Mu Qinxue agreed without thinking.

Jiang Fuxue pleaded: "The second sister has something happy, can you not tell the third lady of the Gongsun family?" ”

Mu Qinxue said with a smile: "Of course, this matter can't be spread outside, and your second sister also told me a thousand times just now." Are you worried that the big sister will be angry with that little vixen and use this to force her to retreat? ”

Jiang Fuxue said coquettishly: "I still can't hide it from my sister-in-law~"

As soon as she heard "sister-in-law", Mu Qinxue's heart suddenly burst into joy, and she said: "Don't worry, the big sister will compete with her fairly and let her be obedient!" After all, my grandmother is also from her ancestral hometown of Bashu~ The means of Bashu women, this little fox spirit will, I won't~"

The poor third lady was drawing circles in the Gongsun Family Chamber of Commerce and cursing Liang Xiao for not being able to sleep at night, unaware that she had been targeted by the two big and small demons of Liang Xiao's family.

Liang Xiao didn't go home today, but just asked Jiang Fuxue to go to the Dingguo Marquis Mansion as a guest for a few days to accompany Mu Qinxue.

Late at night, Nishinomiya Annex.

After Duan Yunsleeve woke up laughing, he turned his head to see that Liang Xiao was sitting at the table and tinkering with something.

"Brother Xiao, what are you doing?" Duan Yunsleeve said curiously.

"You go to sleep, don't look at it, Spring Festival surprise!"

Duan Yunsleeve was amused by Liang Xiao's rare childishness: "Okay, it's all up to you, rest early~"

Early in the morning, Duan Yunsleeve woke up only to find that Liang Xiao had been sitting on the edge of the bed, and the table had also been moved, with some pictures and texts placed on it.

"Brother Xiao didn't sleep?" Duan Yunsleeve pursed his lips.

Liang Xiao fell silent.

"What's wrong?" Duan Yunsleeve was a little worried.

Liang Xiao touched the back of his head and smiled.

"I'm afraid of kicking the child while I sleep."

Duan Yunsleeve sneered, moved.

Pregnant women need to be taken care of, so he stays by the bedside all the time, and when he wakes up, he can go to sleep with peace of mind......

"Brother Xiao can't be so tired, just let the Xuanwei mothers-in-law who are on the night vigil take care of me?"

Liang Xiao crossed his waist and said, "Of course, you need to take care of your husband personally on the first night. ”

Duan Yunsleeve was speechless, looked at Liang Xiao deeply, fell in love to the depths, and couldn't help but kiss him again, launched a coquettish offensive, and drove him to sleep.

In Yanzhou in the early morning, a caravan walked twenty miles from the southern official road, then turned around and galloped towards the northeast.

The lean man at the head was wielding a horsewhip and commanding a dozen carriages.

"This batch of good goods must be delivered to the generalissimo anyway, and there will be supplies from the Beihu troops along the way, don't worry! When you go back, everyone will be rewarded! ”

The Beihu coachmen in the convoy cheered one after another: "Generalissimo Xie! Thank you, Captain! ”

At this moment, the convoy stopped.

The captain roared angrily: "Didn't you say it all, you can't stop no matter what!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the captain squinted slightly and looked into the distance.

It turned out to be a group of people riding horses, horses with leather vests and masks.

The captain noticed that the comer was not good, and immediately ordered: "Be on guard, take a detour!" ”

Everyone in the convoy took out their crossbows.

The cavalry unit approached, and the captain saw the leader from a distance.

Wearing a padded jacket, wearing a face mask, and a long sword hanging from his waist.

The most attractive thing is the other party's eyes, which are as bright as stars, and their slender eyelashes move slightly, which is amazing.

He had lived half his life and had never seen such beautiful eyes.

Just a pair of eyes was enough to amaze him to the point of suffocation, and it didn't matter whether the face under the mask was good-looking or not, whether it was a man or a woman.

Suddenly, the captain remembered something, and his breath stagnated.

Before he could pull the crossbow machine, the leader of the horse had already jumped up, and with the momentum of the horse's rapid charge, he and his own leap fell in front of the captain in an instant.

When this Beihu captain came back to his senses, he had been pierced through the heart by a sword, and his blood was pouring out!

He had lived half his life, and he had never comprehended such a terrifying speed, and he had no time to react!

"You ......"

Fear and intense pain eroded the captain's sanity, causing him to subconsciously look down.

The sword that pierced his heart with a sword was as red as blood, and the surface was reflected like the afterglow of the remnant sun.

"You're a red-blooded ......"

The captain struggled violently twice, his pupils quickly dilated, and he lost his vitality.

Hundreds of cavalrymen, with one blow, stabbed the entire convoy and led the frightened horses.

After everyone rummaged through the cabinets, they were shocked.

"Boss, I found two boxes of silver tickets and several carts of iron armor, gold and silver, which are worth 300,000 taels!"

The leader just nodded, took out paper and a homemade charcoal pen from his horse, and wrote it hard.

After a few moments, the leader revealed his own handwriting.

[The property is relieved of the people, and the iron armor is sent to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the capital, and the Gongsun family and the Sword Sect are not allowed to buy it. 】

The crowd seemed to be surprised and cheered in unison:

"Yes!"

After the team finished searching, the leader used the blood of the captain of Beihu as ink and left two lines on the carriage.

[The Northern Hu spy has been punished by heaven. 】

[Red Blood Sword.] 】

After hesitating for a moment, the leader added the word "Lanling" in front of the signature, looked at it again, and casually erased the two words with blood.

The crowd rushed all the way back to the cottage in the east with the stolen goods.

There are hundreds of young men and women in this cottage, all masked and holding swords, and they are knights from all over the world.

Seeing the leader leading the team back, everyone bowed one after another.

"Leader's hard work!"

The leader simply nodded and went straight back to his tent.

There was a stack of newspapers on the table.

The issue at the top was turned to the poetry column.

[The zombie and lonely village does not mourn itself, and Shang Si is the national military wheel. Lying down at night and listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and the glacier fell into a dream. 】

At the bottom of the poem, it is about the content of Liang Xiao's speech at the original exchange meeting.

[The worries of the world are worried, and the joys of the world are happy. 】

The chief just flipped through the newspaper and didn't say a word.

Another newspaper mentioned that the Marquis of Lanling built bridges and roads in Lanling, added workshops, promoted local development, and arranged more work for the people of Lanling.

Until his eyes fell on the words "Mrs. Lanling", the leader's eyes drooped slightly, and his eyelashes moved lightly.

At this moment, a beautiful woman walked in with a newspaper on her face, her face full of excitement.

"Chief, the Marquis of Lanling has a new work!"

The chief took the newspaper, turned to the second page, and read it with great interest.

[There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. 】

"It's really a rare Yongmei masterpiece, maybe it was written when he was depressed, what does the leader think?" The woman laughed.

The leader just nodded, took a brush again, and left a line of fine script on the paper.

[Your voice is the best here, can you help me recite Luo Shen Fu?] 】

The woman was stunned when she saw the words, glanced at the leader distressedly, and agreed repeatedly.

Three days later, Tuoba Jun, who returned to Yanzhou, sat in the secret room, a rare burst of thunder in his life.

"That batch of goods, let the Red Blood Sword rob again?!"

The Chinese New Year has arrived.