Chapter 216: Arriving at Songmaoling
"Fallacious reasoning!"
Han Shiyan frowned, looking at Wu Jiang with a look of disdain, since they left Bianjing and went north, this guy has become more and more ignorant.
He thought about it and his heart sank slightly, when he learned that the three of them were going to the Northern Dynasty, he also deliberately entered the palace to face the saint, it was okay for him to go to Beiguan, but Gu Shiwei still had to stay in Bianjing to investigate the case, and Wujiang ......
The official family didn't remember why Wu Jiang withdrew from the barracks and returned to Bianjing, but he remembered it vividly.
That place was a nightmare hell for Wu Jiang, and every Beiguan person under the armor outside the border had a blood feud with him.
He had to get out of there, and now he had to go back.
It's a pity that the official family is angry, let alone listening to his admonition, but he didn't even meet in person.
Wu Jiang was obviously accustomed to Han Shiyan's white eyes, so he moved his position with a smile and stood beside Gu Shiwei, "Relatives Gu, look at Brother Shiyan, you are not afraid to turn your eyes out!" ”
"When the time comes, we will go to the Northern Dynasty, let's hide a poisonous needle in his eye, he rolled his eyes at the little emperor, and the poisonous needle swooped out...... A needle to seal the throat! The three of us can be regarded as raising our eyebrows and making great contributions! ”
Han Shiyan listened and fell into anger!
He was really worried in vain, why did he worry that Wu Jiang would be stimulated and go crazy when he returned to the border? This beating mother is already crazy when she comes out of the womb!
Master Fu, who was standing at the top, looked at the three vibrant faces, and his heart suddenly settled down.
Dayong has many wrongs, but there is an advantage, and there will never be a shortage of descendants who shoot the waves before death.
He thought about it, walked to the couch, picked up a wooden box from the porcelain pillow, walked over and put it in Han Shiyan's hand.
Han Shiyan took it and hugged it in his arms, he followed Old Fu's line of sight and looked out, the sun in the east had completely risen.
The tents in the camp were dismantled and loaded into carriages, and the caravan of Madame Wang not far away had quietly set off for some time, and the corner occupied by the exiles was even more empty, and the surroundings suddenly opened up.
Old Master Fu reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the direction of the rising sun, he turned around and saluted Wei Changsheng, who was following him in his footsteps, "Thank you Commander Wei for protecting him, do you have something to say to the old man to the imperial city envoy?" ”
Wei Changming moved away in a panic, "You don't have to!" I'm afraid that you will have poison in your mouth and spray it in the face of us adults! After all......"
After all, the abolished prince was killed by Zhang Chunting in front of the jade platform.
Speaking of which, Master Fu should have an enmity with the Imperial City Division.
Old Master Fu didn't react at once, but Wu Jiang jumped out excitedly, as soon as he grabbed Wei Changming's hand, he completely forgot that he was beaten by Wei Changsheng yesterday and his face was swollen.
"Tall! Brother Wei's plan is similar to my eyeball poison needle! ”
Wei Changming pushed Wu Jiang away in disgust, "It's feasible to spray poison in your mouth, but you can't shoot a poisonous needle with your eyes!" I am different from you! ”
Han Shiyan looked at the two stupid donkeys who were about to fight, and his face darkened at the same time.
What a shame! There are such colleagues in the court, it seems that Dayong is going to perish, otherwise he can let a fool be an official?
The two of them thought as they walked towards the outside of the tent in unison.
The horse-drawn convoy that set off from Bianjing together was divided into two, and a carriage, carrying the coffin, turned around.
Master Fu had obviously already communicated with Sun Siwu, and had made arrangements to return to Bianjing in advance, he went towards the carriage, and when he got into the carriage, he bowed deeply in the direction of Han Shiyan.
Then he got into the car without looking back.
The short carriage and horse walked out of a feeling of being sluggish and cold.
Gu Shiwei looked at it, sniffed, the big steamed buns in the camp were made, and the sweet smell went straight to her nose, she didn't turn her head to look at Han Shiyan, "Although Fu Lao'er speaks better than he sings, why do I still think he is escaping?" ”
"Maybe he sang Jiang Nanchun in the carriage at this time, and then went to dance on the lid of Xu Yi's coffin."
"When I entered Bianjing, I looked like I was going back to the west again......"
It's not that she guessed, this little old man is really walking too quickly, and the words "escaping from the fire pit" are all on the back of his head!
Han Shiyan twitched the corners of his mouth, Gu Shiwei's words were too graphic, and he felt that his brain was going to be broken just thinking about it.
He shook his head, "Leave him alone!" Dayong cannot lose an inch of land, it is the fire pit, and it should also be the road that my generation should cross. ”
Gu Shi was slightly stunned, and she looked at Han Shiyan.
He doesn't seem to lose himself at any time, and he always knows what he wants to do and what he should do.
What she thinks about in her mind is the truth revealed, and what Han Shiyan thinks about is Dayong Wandai.
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"I never dreamed that we would still have Hot Wheels on our legs, otherwise we would have arrived at Songmaoling in just a few days."
"Shhhh You don't want to die, now it's Han Annihilation who is the leader! If he hears it, don't you say that your three generations of ancestors will cry with you! ”
As soon as the carriage and horse enter Xingzhou, this road is not easy to walk, this Songmaoling is not high, if compared to the Huashan Taishan, it is just a small mound. But I can't stand this mountain is too fat, and if I take a detour, it will delay two days.
It is because all those who have guards in their skill and courage go directly from the mountains.
Since the mission has changed its new master, it has changed the slow and leisurely style of the first day, and has galloped all the way to the north day and night.
"Xiucai met Bing, you can't tell you can't tell me, haven't you heard of it? Han Zhanmen's mouth is powerful, but he is a weak scholar. ”
"Shhhh You're afraid you're not lost in the spirit of this Songmaoling, right? Han Xuanmen is weak, but we still have Gu shaving his head! Be careful to click you! ”
When the guard who spoke first heard this, he felt a chill on his neck, he couldn't help but wrap his clothes, and sighed into his palm, "What are you talking about, my hairs stand on end!" There are spirits everywhere in Songmaoling! ”
As he spoke, he looked around, and there were straight pine trees everywhere, and the pine needles had fallen to the ground and no one had cleaned them, and they looked like thick layers, like floor mats.
The pine tree was a pillar of optimus, narrowing the line of sight.
It's not the first time they've walked this road, they've heard a lot of strange legends about Songmaoling, today is a hazy day, and the mountains and forests seem to be foggy, and some can't see it really.
They were at the end of the line, and at first glance, they couldn't see the head of the team.
The guard shrunk his neck and smiled a little scared, "What if there are spirits?" Our Lord Gu is a hundred people who have been killed by a thousand people, and the spirit smells the blood on her body, and they are so scared that they dare not pee their pants and come! ”