The sound of horses' hooves was like a lullaby, and the swaying carriage was like a cradle, Feng Zhiping meditated cross-legged, slowly collected his work, yawned lazily, rubbed his eyes weakly, and stretched out his hand to open the window to take a breath.

"Young Master, do you need anything?"

As soon as the window was opened, a voice rang out outside the window.

This is the guard arranged by Feng Mo Xiu, called protection is actually surveillance, eight people in one post four shifts a day without leaving an inch, day and night to follow the carriage around, with only one purpose, watching him and not letting him out.

Feng Zhiping was very angry, the old man was actually under house arrest!

I don't plan to run, why don't I let you get out of the car?

The most terrifying thing is that Feng Moxiu is not an ordinary house arrest, but a posture that makes him isolated from the world, eating, drinking, and sleeping in the car along the way, even if he encounters a town, he does not go in, only sends people in to purchase supplies, and the rest of the people are all camped in the suburbs.

In this regard, Feng Moxiu's explanation is that Tianyuan Law stipulates that troops with more than 50 people are not allowed to bring armor into the city during non-war times, and Wuhou can relax to 100 people, but he brought out 2,000 people this time, far exceeding the upper limit, so he cannot enter the city.

I believe you're a ghost!

Are you an ordinary martial artist?

In the capital, you are all walking around the streets with hundreds of people, you don't know about it!

Feng Zhiping roared in his heart, his face remained silent, and he proposed that he could go with him to purchase supplies, and if the old man was not at ease, he could follow along.

Feng Moxiu had already prepared, and threw out two reasons unhurriedly.

First, I am the top general of this team, and I can't take a break from my busy military affairs, and you should learn these things even more after being a general, so you can't go.

Second, most of the people sent to the city are scouts, experienced and vigilant, and they are tired from their usual work, so they take advantage of the purchase to let them relax and listen to the information by the way. You kid is untrained and inexperienced, so if you go with you, you may make some trouble, and as a general, you should share weal and woe with the soldiers, and you are most comfortable with the whole team in a carriage, so what should you do?

Such a shameless reason made Feng Moxiu's righteous words, and his sanctimonious appearance made him roll his eyes, knowing that he couldn't fight, and he didn't bother to argue, he decided to resist in his own way.

So, on a dark and windy night when the clouds covered the moon, he quietly probed out his spiritual sense and sneaked out of the car while the guards were not paying attention. Be prepared to take a walk around the neighborhood and come back in the morning.

The guards who picked him up and looked at him were naturally not bad, but they didn't know that Feng Zhiping knew martial arts, and he was no longer the waste young master he used to be, and he didn't pay much attention to the car at all, plus he was inevitably a little sleepy after a hard day's hard work, and the vigilance of the eight people appeared in a blind spot, so Feng Zhiping seized the opportunity and sneaked out quietly.

If the innate master wants to escape, he can't rely on a few Houtian Realm guards who have just begun to transform into yuan, and if he has the heart, he can even kill them silently without arousing the alarm of others.

Of course, he didn't want to kill anyone, and he didn't want to escape, he just planned to sneak out of the camp for a walk, and come back at dawn, and lose the old man's face.

The success of sneaking out of the surveillance circle of eight people filled him with confidence, and outsiders said that the old man led the troops well, and that was nothing more than that.

It's a pity that it didn't take long for him to be proud, he was discovered, how could the camp of 2,000 people be so good?

As soon as he touched the edge of the tent closest to the carriage, a team of night patrols found him, and surrounded him with a hula, and the people nearby were awakened, and rushed out of the barracks while draped and hula-la-la, and surrounded him again, three layers inside and three layers outside, and he stood in the middle with great embarrassment, feeling like the monkey playing on the street.

After a while, Feng Moxiu walked in, followed by Chen Ding, the leader of the guards, this uncle's face was already black, and at this moment he looked like he was haunted there in clothes.

On Mo Xiu's orders, Chen Ding personally gave each of the eight guards ten whips on the spot, without looking at him or saying a word to him during the whole process.

Feng Moxiu spoke, announcing in front of everyone that he would be deprived of the right to open the window, and the guards at night were raised from eight to twelve, and strictly ordered that not a single fly fly in or out.

The windows can't be opened, it's no different from going to prison, and the little black house in Diancangshan is just like that.

Feng Zhiping was very angry, and at the same time very guilty, the eight guards suffered because of him, he wanted to apologize, but unfortunately there was no chance, the eight of them were transferred to another place that night, and he didn't even know their names.

He didn't want to bother others, so he didn't try again, and since then, he has been in a black prison again, and everything outside the car has nothing to do with him.

Whether he was in a hurry, by boat, by airship, or crossing the checkpoint to be interrogated and inspected, no one bothered him in his carriage, only Feng Moxiu would come to have a meal with him from time to time, and the father and son were angry that no one would speak, so they would eat with their heads bored, and what should they do after wiping their mouths after eating.

There was no entertainment in the carriage, so he either cultivated or slept during the time outside of eating.

Meditation and meditation are naturally not as fast as the spiritual power of squeezing the treasure blade, but fly legs are also meat, and there is a lot of boring time, and he will naturally not let go of this good activity that can not only enhance his strength but also kill time, so he is bored, but he is not too sad along the way.

Thinking about this, hearing some nervous questions outside the window, Feng Zhiping smiled silently and bitterly, sighed and said, "It's okay, I'm a little bored, breathe." ”

The guard swallowed and spit, controlled the horse and put some more, leaned down and leaned against the window and whispered: "Young master, if it's okay, let's close the window, don't embarrass your subordinates." ”

Feng Zhiping understood his feelings, but he still couldn't help but get angry, and opened the window and said angrily: "What's the embarrassment, I'll just breathe, I've been spoiled without taking a bath for almost a month, can't I get some fresh air to come in?" I'm your young master, I'm the son of the world, I'm not a prisoner!"

The guard almost let the window smash his face, and after listening to Feng Zhiping's venting, he waved his hand at a few colleagues who came close to signal that he was okay, and then rode his horse closer and smiled bitterly: "You are the young master, the prince, but we have to listen to the orders of the Hou Ye." Hou Ye made cruel words that day, you heard it, although your subordinates felt sorry for your experience and didn't understand why Hou Ye did this, but the military order is the military order, and the subordinates had to obey, and asked the young master to close the window so as not to catch a cold. ”

"It's almost summer!" Feng Zhiping said angrily.

The guard nodded with a smile and said respectfully: "It's almost summer, but it's cold in spring, young master, the spring cold in April is not over, and it hurts when it blows." ”

Feng Zhi was happy, looked the guards up and down and asked, "What's your name?"

The guard bowed: "Back to the young master, his subordinate Niu Chunhan." ”

Feng Zhiping's face froze, and he glared at him for a long time: "You are playing me?"

The guard looked innocent and waved his hand: "How dare my subordinates, my subordinates are indeed called Niu Chunhan, because my mother almost died of illness when she gave birth to me, so my father named me Niu Chunhan directly." ”

At this time, a guard approached uneasily, bowed to Feng Zhi, and then gave Niu Chunhan an inquiring look.

Before Niu Chunhan could speak, Feng Zhiping stopped him first: "You, let me ask you, what is his name?"

The guard was puzzled, but he didn't hesitate, and immediately said respectfully: "Back to the world, the captain's name is Niu Chunhan, the spring of spring, the cold of cold." ”

Feng Zhiping was speechless, and scratched his scalp frantically after half a day.

He found that when people were unlucky, they really drank cold water and stuffed their teeth, but he took the opportunity to vent in a hurry.

Sighing weakly, Feng Zhiping poked his head out and looked out of the car: "Where are you?"

The guards who came later became nervous instantly, and they opened their mouths to shout, but they were stopped by Niu Chunhan raising his hand. Sissy

"Back to the young master, it's almost time to Quanzhou City. After Niu Chunhan finished speaking, he bent over and approached, and said almost pleadingly, "Young master, close the window, if you let Lord Chen see it, the little one will die." ”

Chen Ding is Feng Moxiu's deputy, iron-faced and selfless, loyal, Feng Zhiping knows it, and he has seen it with his own eyes that night.

Seeing Niu Chunhan's crying face, thinking of the eight guards with blood stains on their backs, he nodded helplessly: "No wonder there are a lot fewer people, it turns out that they have returned to the camp." Well, I won't trouble you, don't worry, I'm very satisfied with this moment. ”

Retracted his head, lowered the window, and at the moment when the window was about to close, Niu Chunhan comforted: "Young master, bear with me, it's almost home, it's good to be home." Master Hou feels sorry for you the most, but we all know that when we go home, tell him well, he will definitely not blame you. ”

Feng Zhiping stopped, he didn't expect Niu Chunhan to say this, this is already an arrogance, how can a small government soldier discuss the family affairs of the main family, so that the black-faced Chen heard that a heavy punishment is indispensable.

However, Feng Zhiping is very grateful, Niu Chunhan can persuade himself to show that he has his own little master in his heart and really cares, instead of being respectful on the surface just because of the identity of the prince like others, he looks down on him in his heart.

There was no reply, only a mummer, and then the windows were closed.

The spiritual sense that had quietly probed out had already sensed that Chen Ding was coming this way, and he didn't want to cause trouble for this interesting guard.

After a short time, Chen Ding arrived on horseback, and after asking a few words, he informed that Quanzhou City was about to arrive, and ordered the eight people not to relax their vigilance and ensure the safety of the prince.

Niu Chunhan took the lead and said yes loudly, seeing Chen Ding leave, he breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his cold sweat.

"Boss, why do you tell him so much, he will find trouble and almost kill you. The guard who had just come in from behind came over and whispered, squinting at the carriage with dissatisfied.

Niu Chunhan suddenly raised his angry eyebrows, lowered his voice and scolded: "Shut up, I don't know what is dead or alive, I talk about the attitude of the prince in vain, do you want to die?!"

The guard shrunk his neck and whispered unrelentingly, "He can't hear it again, and I'm not wrong." He is the son of the world, but I would rather not want this son, you don't know what we are most afraid of being soldiers, I will serve the eldest young master and the second young master, the prince? What else does he have besides his background? Don't admit it, I know you think so in your heart, and we don't think otherwise. ”

"Bastard!"

Niu Chunhan raised his hand to fight, but he was afraid of attracting the attention of the surroundings, so he put down his hand hatefully.

"These words rot to my stomach, don't say them again in the future, let me hear them again, don't need Lord Chen, I want your dog's life first, get out!"

The guard left in a huff and returned to his place.

Niu Chun looked at his back coldly, retracted his gaze, and sighed deeply.

It is true that Feng Zhiping is not a good master, not that he is not good, it is no problem to be a rich young master, but as the successor of the Sword Marquis Mansion, he is far from qualified.

This point of view is not the opinion of one person, but the opinion of everyone, including the Feng family army and everyone outside the Feng family who cares about the Sword Marquis Mansion.

The big people dare to think and dare to say, and the little people like them only dare to think, at most they secretly discuss two sentences in private, although he has never said such things, but he admits that he thinks so in his heart.

But that was once.

From that night when Feng Zhiping sneaked out of the carriage and was punished for eight people in a row, his heart was shaken.

There were many people present that night, some were indignant, some were not concerned with themselves, and some were sympathetic to the sloppiness of the eight, but there was only one thing that almost everyone ignored - how did the prince come out.

Those eight were not dead people, and unless they deliberately connived at the collective pretending to be blind, it was impossible not to detect a little movement at such a close distance.

But this problem was covered up by another "common sense", the whole Tianyuan knew that the Sword Hou Shizi was a heavenly cripple who couldn't cultivate his internal strength, and he was still stubborn and stubborn, no one would think that the Shizi had successfully slipped away by hiding the eyes and ears of the eight people by his own strength, and his inertial thinking directly made this idea not even sprout.

It would be good if the eight people could defend themselves, but they were taken away immediately after being punished, and there was no chance to speak at all, so no one thought about this obviously strange question, and they all thought that the eight people were too negligent to cause the farce.

Except for him.

Niu Chunhan is a person who is good at thinking, so he became the leader of a team, that night it was he who led the team to patrol the night and first discovered the son of the world, although he did not fight, when he found Feng Zhiping was in a restrained posture, but before that, at the moment of discovery, he clearly saw a swift black shadow gliding against the ground, silent, like a ghost.

If you are a scout, you may think that you are dazzled, after all, it is too dark, and a few torches can't shine much in the middle of the night, but he is a scout, and his cultivation eyesight is not bad, and he knows very well what he sees.

Is that something that a person who doesn't know martial arts can do?

The answer is obvious.

Combined with Feng Moxiu's strange attitude and unpredictable military methods, a bold guess gradually took shape, he suspected that Feng Zhiping was not a heavenly cripple at all, or that he was once a cripple but had long since recovered, the father and son deliberately concealed the truth for some purpose to show weakness, and deliberately created the image of a confused father who was extremely favored and a stubborn demon king of the world.

Even the kidnapping may have been planned by the father and son, otherwise the people who couldn't be found by Tianyuan, how could the Jianhou personally find a quasi?

He's not a god.

Thinking about it carefully, Niu Chunhan didn't think deeply, he was just a small person, there was no need and should not speculate on the true thoughts of the big people, it was a very dangerous behavior.

Feng Zhiping is not that simple, as long as he knows this, it is enough.

Therefore, he maintained absolute respect for Feng Zhiping, and even persuaded him to ignore his identity, which was a bit risky, but the effect was good, presumably the prince should have remembered himself in his heart.

This is an emotional investment that does not require capital, it does not mean standing in line, taking a little risk until it is easy, it is best to bloom, it doesn't matter if it doesn't bear fruit, anyway, there is no loss.

Looking at the South City Gate in the distance and the shadows inside, Niu Chunhan straightened his waist and followed the front team to slow down and move forward with his head held high.

The life of the Feng family can be lost, and the momentum must not be lost, no matter what time it is, people must know that this is an elite, and one day it will become the most elite of Tianyuan.

Beneath the majestic appearance, his heart was still involuntarily pondering what he saw that night.

Shi Ziye must be good at martial arts, but what realm is it?

Metamorphosis, or quasi-congenital?

It can't be innate, right?

Niu Chunhan was almost amused by his delusions, so he quickly straightened his spirits, no longer cranky, and secretly laughed at himself in his heart.

Seventeen-year-old quasi-congenital is already rare, seventeen-year-old congenital, that is not a person, it is a monster, whether it is Tianyuan, Taishi or Kongxuan, which of the youngest congenitals in history is not twenty years away, can the little young master break the record?

Phew, it's impossible, storytellers don't dare to make it up like this!