The suburbs of Hangzhou.

A horse-drawn carriage carved from ancient wood drove slowly on the official road on the outskirts of the city, surrounded by green trees, hundreds of birds contended, and the warm sunlight spread over the whole land, casting the shadow of the carriage straight to the side.

On the silent official road, only the sound of the carriage pressing the axle against the road, Liu Xiaoxiao's pale face poked out of the carriage slightly, looking at the retreating woods outside the window, this scene she was very familiar with, the carriage was moving fast, and in less than a quarter of an hour, it would return to the gate of Hangzhou.

Only she and Yan Wuchang were left in the small carriage, the two of them didn't say anything all the way, Yan Wuchang leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to recuperate, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something. Liu Xiaoxiao glanced at him cautiously with his peripheral vision, he had faded the coarse cloth shirt of the short-time worker, and his refreshing side face was angular and angular, with a hint of murder from the inside out.

It is getting closer and closer to Hangzhou, and Liu Xiaoxiao is a little frightened in his heart. She lowered her long black hair, trying to cover the tattoos on her face as much as possible. She didn't understand Yan Wuchang's intention of taking her back to Hangzhou, and she didn't dare to ask, but if she was discovered by the officers and soldiers in the city, she didn't know what would happen. Even if her home was close at hand, she didn't dare to rush to the idea of escaping.

What's more, now Niu Lian's whereabouts are still unknown, she doesn't know if the dangerous man around her really sent her back to Niu Mansion to hide, although Niu Lian is young and has no tattoos on her face, but if she is discovered by those gossip neighbors, how can life be better.

Liu Xiaoxiao's mind was in a mess, but he didn't dare to make a sound, so he could only stay in the carriage honestly and slowly head towards Hangzhou City.

After less than a quarter of an hour, the carriage finally came to a halt outside the woods a mile from the city gates.

At this time, there were more pedestrians around, most of them wearing simple linen clothes and holding hoes and shovels in their hands. They gathered outside the city gates in twos and threes, looking idle, talking loudly.

Yan Wuchang was woken up by this movement, he raised his eyes slightly, and muttered softly, "What's the matter, you go and see what's going on?"

After he finished speaking, there was no movement in the carriage. Liu Xiaoxiao had some doubts in his heart, saying it so quietly, could the driver outside the carriage hear it.

"Tell you, little lady. Go outside and ask. Yan Wuchang said lazily to Liu Xiaoxiao.

Liu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at him in surprise, he tilted his body, changed his posture and continued to nap in his seat.

Liu Xiaoxiao didn't dare to be different, so she could only lift the curtain obediently and walk out carefully.

Outside the carriage was the world of freedom, and the man who could threaten him was in a daze in the carriage. She looked back warily, and sure enough, she saw the coachman pulling the reins, his eyes fixed on her.

Liu Xiaoxiao hurriedly turned his head, walked away from the carriage as if walking on thin ice, and walked towards a few short-term workers who were laughing loudly with hoes. The coachman's gaze was like a sharp sword, and the cold light was on his back.

A few short-term workers noticed Liu Xiaoxiao, and they rarely saw such a beautiful and eye-catching woman coming, and they all laughed and whistled at her.

"Yo, where did the little lady from Nong, I'm afraid that I won't be rough cut by my wife's family, right?" A short-term worker said to Liu Xiaoxiao in dialect, and as soon as the words fell, several short-term workers beside him laughed.

Liu Xiaoxiao timidly walked up to them, his voice was like a mosquito, and he said softly: "Brother, let me ask, what are you doing?"

Hearing the pure dialect of Hangzhou City, several short-term workers glanced at each other, and then looked at Liu Xiaoxiao when they restrained a little, and a short-term worker said: "Oh, sister, a few days ago, the dragon lord raised his head and washed away the slope upstream of the middle, and the ditch and ditch rushed into the city. ”

"Oh...... Brother, shall we go into the city now?" asked Liu Xiaoxiao as she leaned closer.

The short-term worker was a little helpless by Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes, and he said a little reservedly: "I don't know, I don't know what's going on, the city gate is sealed by the official, and it's not good to enter the city now." Kamao, we have been waiting at the door for two hours. ”

As he spoke, he raised two fingers to Liu Xiaoxiao with some indignation, and his tanned head kept sweating downward.

Liu Xiaoxiao listened and cautiously glanced back at the carriage, where the coachman was still sitting in place, looking in her direction.

She swallowed secretly, thanked the day workers, and hurried to the carriage. And the eyes of those short-term workers still followed her figure obsessively, and they didn't feel the spring heart rippling.

Liu Xiaoxiao sat back in the carriage under the watchful eye of the coachman, and Yan Wuchang still maintained a sitting posture and squinted his eyes. She was about to speak to him when there was a sudden knock on the axle outside the carriage.

"Speak. Yan Wuchang didn't open his eyes, and said lazily.

"Lord Wang, the people in front of me have news that Zhang Renjie from Pingxiang County, Hangzhou was assassinated by the people of Tianshu Pavilion last night, and all the clues and evidence have been burned. Now the entire Pingxiang County and even Hangzhou City have been banned, and there are Wu troops everywhere to guard them. A man's voice came from outside the carriage and said to him.

Yan Wuchang listened, frowned, opened his eyes, and muttered, "Tianshu Pavilion's gang ...... I'm getting in trouble again......"

Liu Xiaoxiao was a little stunned when she heard the speech of the visitor, Yan Wuchang asked her to go out to ask questions to tease her, but at this moment she didn't care about this, and what the person said made her overwhelmed.

This person...... Is it a prince?

Mr. Zhang...... Was he killed? Or did he do it with this prince?

She couldn't believe everything she heard, the man in front of her was originally just a rogue with strong martial arts in the rivers and lakes, but he didn't blink an eye, but she didn't expect him to be able to do such a thing.

Kill Master Zhang? The more Liu Xiaoxiao thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and look at Yan Wuchang in disbelief.

"Hmm...... No matter what, inform the people below not to enter the city first, so as not to provoke the Tianshu Pavilion. Fully cooperate with Ouyang Mu and find Chu Mo's whereabouts, quickly. Yan Wuchang thought for a while, and opened his mouth to the people outside the carriage.

"Yes. The caller replied and left in a hurry.

Liu Xiaoxiao's face turned pale, her five fingers tightly grasped the hem of her skirt, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Drive!" shouted the coachman outside the carriage, and with the reins, the carriage slowly drove off the other road.

Yan Wuchang ignored her, turned over, and let the sunlight outside the window shine on his face, looking relaxed and comfortable.

Korea.

Nanzhou.

The architectural style of Nanzhou is somewhat biased towards the Wu Kingdom, although there are no vertical and horizontal waterways that are all over the streets like the south of the Yangtze River, but there are still many various pavilions and pavilions in the city. Wealthy businessmen in South Korea are notoriously wealthy and spend a lot of money. Looking into the distance from the inn where Chu Mo was temporarily staying, there were extremely luxurious glazed spires everywhere, and those were the courtyards where the rich lived and played. If you look down from a high place, you can faintly see the lush gardens and towering rockeries in the courtyard.

The street outside the inn is the most prosperous Chang'an Street in Nanzhou, also known as the small Chang'an of Qi State. Most of the shops on both sides of the street are engaged in goldsmithing, as well as some precious wood and silk. There are dozens of large and small money houses on the streets, restaurants and casinos are decorated with golden splendor, and even the temples are built in a refreshing way, which is completely different from the streets of Hangzhou that Chu Mo is familiar with. The smell of fireworks here is much lighter, there are no small vendors shouting around, the horse-drawn carriages passing by the streets can be described as superior, luxurious gilt carriages and red horses with their heads held high, and the people sitting inside are all rich and oily, which makes people envious.

Chu Mo stood alone in the room of the inn, looking down from the window, looking intently at the street downstairs.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and an unusually tall and luxurious carriage stopped at the gate of the money village across the street, and as soon as the carriage stopped, a large group of attendants poured out of the money village, scrambling to make a plan, and gathered around the carriage, waiting for the people in the carriage.

After a while, the attendant lifted the curtain, and out of it came a young woman dressed in gold-rimmed silk, about the prime of her life. She stepped on the back of the attendant who was lying under the carriage and stepped out of the carriage. The woman's gorgeous dress is decorated with a lot of jade beads, which looks a little dazzling. Chu Mo looked at him, and his eyes followed him into the money village.

Squeak –

The door behind Chu Mo was carefully pushed open, Sun Sheng bent his waist into the room, bowed to Chu Mo's back, and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince......"

"It's the last day, and today we're on our way. Chu Mo didn't look back, and said lightly, "How is it, is there any news?"

Sun Sheng raised his head, looked at him, and said softly, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...... Still...... Not ...... yet"

After hearing this, Chu Mo sighed softly and said, "The situation is the same." Most of the people who are left of us in Korea have been exterminated, and even if there are left, they don't want to come forward. ”

He turned around and said to Sun Sheng: "Okay, then only you and I will act." ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince......" Sun Sheng said cautiously, "there is one more thing...... I heard news that last night, the county government was set on fire, and Zhang Renjie had been killed. ”

Chu Mo was stunned for a moment, paced and sat on a Taishi chair, picked up the teacup, and said, "That's it, after we leave, sooner or later we will be exposed, but fortunately, their hands can't reach so far now." ”

"Yes...... Your Highness, in case they really catch up with Korea, there is no manpower for us here...... We ......" Sun Sheng said with some anxiety.

Chu Mo took a sip of tea and said, "Don't worry, the identity that the National Teacher gave me back then may be a natural barrier." Even though he has not been in touch for many years, he still bears the name of the Ouyang family. According to Skynet's way of doing things, they have always had no scruples and only acted in broad daylight, so could the Ouyang family sit idly by?"

Sun Sheng listened and nodded thoughtfully.

Chu Mo put down the teacup, looked into the distance, and said lightly: "But for such a long time, it is not a way to hide around all the time." Some time ago, these countries were in ruins, and they didn't have the time to toss us. But the Chu State is dead, and after they finish cleaning up the things at hand, they will definitely want to kill the bloodline of the Chu State. Just a few months ago, a group of refugees from the state of Chu were killed in South Korea. Only by turning defense into offense can we achieve vitality. ”

"That'...... Your Highness...... What are you going to do?" asked Sun Sheng.

Chu Mo shook his head and said, "I don't know, everything has to be arranged by the national teacher." When I was in Wu, the national teacher didn't give me clear instructions, but I had a hunch that the time for us to counterattack was approaching. ”

After hearing this, Sun Sheng hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "Your Highness, rest assured, the villain is willing to do his best for the great cause of the revival of Great Chu, and the horse is the first to look forward." ”

Chu Mo looked at him and didn't say anything, just closed his eyes tiredly.

Outside the window, the blue sky gradually changed color, and the moist air blew in with the wind.

It's going to change again.