Hot June day.

At noon, the sun scorched the earth.

On the wide and straight official road, there are no people and horses for several miles, only steaming.

Stomp, stomp!

A black carriage appeared lonely and abruptly on the official road, speeding from north to south.

The horse is a fast horse, a special product of the north of the Northland and even in the Warat region, with fast speed, great strength and strong endurance.

This type of horse is certainly not easy to tame, so it is expensive enough, and expensive is the only disadvantage of this horse.

Of course, the higher the temperature goes further south, the climate in the north is not comparable to that of the north, and it is not known if these horses will adapt to it.

Four fast horses pulled a large carriage.

The long and narrow carriage has a heavy compartment and large wheels that are solid and smooth and sturdy.

The carriage is large and sturdy, giving it a sense of stability and stability.

No matter how fast you run, there is hardly any bump and shaking.

But such a big carriage must be very heavy and heavy, even if it is pulled by four fast horses, it is still not easy.

Therefore, the carriage can only take the official road, otherwise it will have to sink in the soil eight or nine times if it can't run for ten miles.

Naturally, there were people in the carriage.

In addition to the coachman, who had waved his whip almost in the same posture and at the same frequency, there were four other people in the carriage.

The three of them sat at the left and right ends of the back of the car, and the other person and the three of them were slightly separated and sat by the door.

Among them, a woman and a man sitting in the right compartment are the two pavilion masters and deputy pavilion masters of the Listening Rain Pavilion, Meng Chaoge and Luo Piaoling.

Both of them have changed back to the color of their usual clothes, and they are no longer the costumes of the Flowing Year Pavilion.

Not long after the imperial court implemented the "military restriction order", in order to avoid "committing crimes against the wind", Xue Qinghuan had already returned from Youjing to the south.

Sitting by the car door, most of the time he is always closing his eyes and recuperating, seemingly relaxed, but the short-haired and good-faced man who is always in a state of readiness is the former soul killer of the Soul Search Hall who secretly accompanied the two pavilion masters of Tingyu Pavilion all the way to the north and south, Dong Qing.

The man sitting opposite Meng and Luo was about thirty years old, wearing expensive brocade clothes, a valuable piece of Lantian jade hanging from his waist, and playing with a jade snuffbox in his hand.

The man faced Sven, his complexion was slightly dark, if it weren't for the fact that his body didn't look thin, he should have a little kung fu foundation, and it would be difficult for him to swagger through the market safely.

What doesn't quite match Sven's face is the man's smart eyes.

They were glancing around the carriage without a trace.

Sometimes passing the woman opposite, the world outside the car is too stuffy, you can't enjoy the beautiful scenery, it's not bad to have a beautiful woman, but it's a pity that you have a family, it's not good to linger too much.

The "hypocritical" man who sometimes swept past the lonely end of the road, there were only three people in the carriage on the road yesterday evening, and after only a slight nap on the road, someone sneaked in, which was really scary.

Sometimes the snuffbox in the hand stays, although this thing has only been in the hands for less than a month, but these days in the hand to play, sniffing, long tired of it, I knew so, when I went out to change the thing.

Whenever he thinks of this, he always casts his eyes on the gentle and jade-like boy opposite.

I can't wait to tear off a few pieces of meat on the face of this handsome boy who has drunk countless women in the world to relieve his jealousy!

After all, along the way, the young man asked him to just do everything, don't ask anything, and when the time is right, he will tell him.

In the middle of a night, he did everything, didn't ask anything, and saw that he was about to enter the territory of Luzhou, and the other party still had no intention of confessing, he was about to lose patience.

As a well-known gentleman in Youjing City, the second ancestor, he, Lu Feng, and Uncle Lu have given enough face.

Lu Feng unconsciously rubbed his snuffbox, his brows gradually furrowed, and Sven's face became fierce.

He finally lost his patience and blurted out, "Can you say it now? Why do you choose to leave today?"

The young man seemed to have noticed Uncle Lu's strangeness, and replied with a smile: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day." ”

Lu Feng's eyes widened, he tried his best to glare angrily, and asked, "What day is today?"

Luo Piaoling said: "Great heat." ”

Lu Feng was stunned when he heard this: "What is the relationship between the great heat and running away?"

Luo Piaoling still replied indifferently: "No." ”

"Then why didn't you leave today?" asked the words, Lu Feng was shocked to realize that he had just said a round of nonsense and went back around.

Luo Piaoling said helplessly: "I taught you to prepare, are you ready?"

"Ready. Lu Feng didn't understand what he meant, so he repeated the task that Luo Piaoling had arranged for him more than half a month ago, "According to what you said, there are four good carriages and forty good horses, which are prepared on the southbound road this time. Non-stop, hundreds of miles from Youjing to Jiangning, can be reached within three days and three nights. ”

"Although it will take a lot of time and silver taels, but, you see that I am still satisfied with this arrangement, right?" Although there was some hint of invitation in the words, Lu Feng had already straightened his waist, confident that under his own control, everything was perfect.

Luo Piaoling agreed: "I'm very satisfied, I can't be more satisfied." ”

Lu Feng was obviously not carried away by Luo Piaoling's emotionless approval, and quickly grasped the main point, and said, "That's it, hey, these preparations were made seven days ago." ”

Luo Piaoling said: "I know." ”

"Then why did you leave today!" The question was spared again, Lu Feng planned to teach the other party a lesson if Luo Piaoling avoided answering again, he couldn't beat the surname Luo before, but now, feng shui takes turns, and the other party can't beat him!

Luo Piaoling said: "Everything is in plain sight. ”

Lu Feng was no longer polite to the other party, and took out a dagger inlaid with gold and jade in the sheath from his arms, and was about to pull it out, gritting his teeth and saying, "Please be a person!"

It should have been a tense situation, but the partial dream Chaoge actually covered his mouth and snickered, and that Dongqing pretended not to know anything like a wooden man.

Luo Piaoling sighed: "Look, you are in a hurry. ”

Lu Feng threw the dagger to the side and said, "On this hot day, none of you can speak, and you can suffocate people to death!"

Luo Piaoling said: "Our Uncle Lu is in a hurry, let alone those who want to catch us?"

"Hey, it's just you, oh, maybe the eldest sister, just you, without me, there wouldn't be this wood. Lu Feng first emphasized solemnly, and then suddenly, "It turns out that you have to wait until this hot day to leave, just to make the big guy impatient and take the opportunity to slip away when he is most relaxed." ”

Luo Piaoling nodded and said, "This is also what I just thought of. ”

Seeing that Luo Piaoling finally "confessed", Lu Feng's heart was much more comfortable, but as soon as he heard what Luo Piaoling said, he immediately wanted to jump up from the seat, and he always felt that he had to beat this little white face before he got angry.

That's right, he has no power to restrain the chicken, and can only recite poems against the fan boy who is conspiring and plotting, in the eyes of Uncle Lu, he is a little white face!

Wood or wood.

Luo Piaoling was also indifferent to Lu Feng's thunderous jump.

However, Meng Chaoge couldn't bear it, and told the truth: "It's the old man who secretly sent a letter, let's wait." ”

Lu Feng glared at Xiao Bai's face fiercely, stared at the beautiful face of the Pavilion Master of the Listening Rain Pavilion with gratitude, and asked, "What are you waiting for?"

Meng Chaoge said: "Waiting for the forces of all parties to gradually lose patience and gradually become numb, waiting for the eldest master of the Lu family to finally be willing to tell where the secret road out of Zhuang is, waiting for a blind little brother to go out of the mountain to kill people." ”