When Bai Zijiu entered Liangwang City, he really never thought that he would leave so quickly, so he was inevitably a little melancholy.

Coupled with the fact that he was looking forward to the fresh clothes and angry horses going to the end of the world with swords, he fell into the void again, and he was even more depressed.

"Lao Bai!" Bai Zijiu walked dejectedly and shouted to Lao Bai in front of him: "Where is the horse?"

Lao Bai paused, then stopped and slowly turned around and said, "They didn't say they wanted horses, so I didn't arrange it." ”

Bai Zijiu glanced at his eyes when he heard this, and sighed: "I don't know who was at the city gate just now, swearing that food, clothing, housing and transportation were inseparable from him. ”

In this way, no matter how thick-skinned Rao is old white skin is, he couldn't hang up a little at this time, lowered his head, and walked away a few positions ahead of Bai Zijiu.

Bai Zijiu was already surprised by this, just sighed, and continued to walk forward with everyone.

There are some typical Northern Dynasty scenery on this section of the road out of Liangwang, although the road is smooth, but it is really not easy to walk.

If it is according to the real realm, Bai Zijiu and Lao Bai should be at the bottom of the group, plus Bai Zijiu's mood is not high, and he is far behind.

After Cao Si Ni left the city, his original form was revealed, and the maid who pestered Tong March would not let go, regardless of whether it was annoying or not.

Lao Bai is at a loss, and he can't wait to get as far away from Bai Zijiu as possible, so that only the red-clothed Chen Ping'an is closest to Bai Zijiu.

"Miss Chen San" Bai Zijiu said loudly: "We have known each other before, why are we so unfamiliar with this reunion?"

Chen Ping'an glanced back at Bai Zijiu, slowed down his pace, and said solemnly: "Ping'an didn't know the identity of the ninth prince before, and there were many collisions, and I hope that the ninth prince will forgive his sins." ”

"Don't!" Bai Zijiu quickly reached out to stop Chen Ping'an's words when he heard this.

"You're not talking like that at all. Bai Zijiu said regretfully.

Chen Ping'an was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Father has an order, the descendants of the Chen family are loyal to the ninth prince in life and death, and then Ping'an is the maid of the ninth prince, for... For the Ninth Prince to send. ”

After finishing speaking, Chen Pingan bit her lip fiercely, what she said just now was embarrassing for her.

Miss Chen San, who has been arrogant and indulgent since she was a child, when she said such words to a man, Bai Zijiu knew that these words were not Chen Ping'an's true words, and he didn't say much.

Quickened a few steps forward, and said side by side with Chen Ping'an: "Don't care what Lao Chen said, no matter how downtrod my Bai Zijiu is, it will not be your turn to block the sword and sword for me, the descendant of the Chen family." ”

"Why do you have to say such things to the Ninth Prince," Chen Ping'an said contemptuously: "Aren't the dead soldiers who follow along the way all the way blocking swords and swords?

Bai Zijiu had been out of the market for many years earlier, how could he not understand Chen Ping'an's words, he must have felt that he was greedy for beauty.

Bai Zijiu shook his head and said no more, the earlier melancholy and depression were swept away, and he strode forward.

Sometimes, some people even have the luxury of escaping the lowness......

Since Bai Zijiu left, the two cities have acted in an orderly manner according to Bai Zijiu's previous plan.

The idle You Yong, who was newly sent to the west, was all scattered and assigned to the group of dead soldiers from the Wang family's compound, which can be regarded as an old man leading a newcomer.

Zhang Yidao, Murong Dede, Niu Shuangxi and Wang Chuqi were sitting around the table in the backyard of the west at this time, and from the perspective of the atmosphere, there was some sabre-rattling.

After a long silence, the old Taoist priest Niu Shuangxi couldn't sit still, put down the wine jug in his hand, and said casually: "You Zhang Yidao and Wang Chuqi will fight if it's a big deal, won't it be over if you win to the south?"

As soon as these words came out, there was no response, Zhang Yidao and Wang Chuqi were silent.

If it was according to Bai Zijiu's original arrangement, it should have been Murong Dede, Cao Si Ni and Wang Chuqi who were going together, but somehow Bai Zi Jiu suddenly changed his attention and brought Cao Si Ni with him.

On the southbound journey, there were only two people left, Murong Dede and Wang Chuqi.

Originally, this was nothing, and it was a good thing for the two to walk together, after all, Bai Ziyu's last wish was also matched by the two.

But he didn't admit it, Zhang Yidao, who has always been committed to the nine sisters and brothers of Baiziyu and Baizi, ate the axle this time, and disagreed with the two of them going south, so he said that he couldn't say why. And what's even more strange is Wang Chuqi's attitude that you go, you go, it stands to reason that Zhang Yidao has fulfilled Zhang Yidao's intentions, but it made Zhang Yidao even more angry.

That's why there was an embarrassing scene at this time.

"No, little Murong, who do you want to take with you?" Niu Shuangxi saw that no one replied to him, so he turned his gaze to Murong Dede.

After all, this matter can be regarded as because of her, and it is okay for Niu Shuangxi to ask this.

It's just that Niu Shuangxi obviously miscalculated the woman's temperament, how did he know that Murong Dede's anger at this time was no more than that of two big men.

As soon as Murong Dede heard Niu Shuangxi's words, his temper immediately came up, and he said with some anger: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"I..."

"Shut your mouth! Isn't it good to drink yourself to death with two more sips?"

Niu Shuangxi had just said a word, but he was interrupted by Murong Dede's words, and he didn't leave any emotion.

Niu Shuangxi knew that he was disgusted, so he didn't say much, and really picked up the wine jug and poured himself twice.

Murong Dede glared at Niu Shuangxi, turned his head to Zhang Yidao and Wang Chuqi and said coldly: "The surname Wang, don't think that I can't live without Murong without you, put away your Qinggao, don't take yourself too seriously." ”

"Zhang Yidao, you and I just work together on weekdays, I hope you can distinguish it well. ”

"I won't say more, Xiao Jiu'er arranged it like this, so act like this, earn a fart. ”

After saying that, he walked out of the backyard first, leaving only three men sitting in place.

At this time, there were only three people left, Zhang Yidao and Wang Chuqi were two well-known stuffy gourds, and the burden of speaking naturally fell on Niu Shuangxi.

"One word of love, delay things!" Niu Shuangxi drunkenly said this mindless sentence, so he didn't continue to say deeply, and changed his words with interest: "Zhang Yidao, Xiao Jiu'er is particular about leaving us to guard Liangwangcheng, after all, this is an important place from the north to the south, and the momentum of your husband is indispensable! If Xiao Jiu'er raises the flag in the south, Liangwangcheng can't be defended without you!"

"As for going to the south, it really has to be Aunt Wang, Zhang Yidao, don't forget his identity, that is not only the husband of the county lord, but also the fourth prince of the Great Liang!"

Zhang Yidao was silent when he heard this, but his clenched right hand relaxed slightly.

Niu Shuangxi glanced at it, and then turned his head to face Wang Chuqi, but looking at Wang Chuqi's completely indifferent look, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

After all, it is really difficult to talk to Wang Chuqi about something, that Wang Chuqi is famous for not entering oil and salt, it turns out that there are white fish, and he can listen to a few words under the persuasion of white fish.

Since beating Bai Ziyu and leaving, Wang Chuqi's temperament has become worse than before, and he is afraid that even the gods will not be able to move him.

"Aunt Wang, you don't have to worry about the two cities" Niu Shuangxi paused, and said in an uncharacteristically serious manner: "We remember the hatred of the county lord, we will not forget and cannot forget, Xiao Jiu'er is what we grew up watching, earlier than you knew him, and now he is the master, although we are messing around a little on weekdays, but we are not ambiguous in major matters." ”

"Now let him go south, saying that it is good to sharpen him, and to tell the truth in my heart, that is, we are not capable!

"After all, the reputation of sending to the west is only the name of assassination in the countryside, if there is no Liangwang City, which is a conventionally out-of-the-world place. Who can't destroy those who can't send them to the west?"

"If Xiao Jiu'er really raises the flag in the south in a few days, we can't drag him down, no, the county lord will change his life, then we must not let him die!"

"Therefore, the south also asks Aunt Wang to take care of it more, don't care too much about some reputations, you can bend and stretch is the real husband!"

There is no positive Niu Shuangxi on weekdays, and this time he said so much in one breath, which can be regarded as a heart-wrenching heart.

Regardless of whether he heard it or not, Zhang Yidao was enthusiastic when he heard it, and there were almost sparks in his eyes.

When Wang Chuqi heard these heartfelt words, he was still expressionless, but when he got up, he said that he knew, and walked out of the backyard.

Zhang Yidao squinted at the back of Wang Chuqi who was far away, and said in a deep voice: "I can't get along with him all along." ”

"If you don't get along, you have to get along!" Niu Shuangxi returned to his usual appearance, half-drunk and half-awake.

Zhang Yidao glanced at Niu Shuangxi after hearing this, and wanted to say something, but hesitated, and finally chose to keep silent and left the backyard.

Sent to the small backyard in the west, from sabre-rattling to-for-tat, and then to the loneliness at this time, the last one left is Niu Shuangxi, who has never been upright, he has seen the bottom of the wine pot at this time, and people have drunk more, and he fell on the bench and muttered to himself vaguely: "People's hearts, if you are still there, what will it be?"

It had been a few days since Bai Zijiu left Liangwang City, and the scenery of the Northern Dynasty in front of him had disappeared at this time.

On the way and at the place of stop, all you see are the white walls and gray tiles of the Southern Dynasty, and the mountains and forests are green trees.

The people walking on the road are also Hanfu robes and silk silk, and they are full of freshness everywhere you look.

However, such a fresh scene was comparable to a calamity for Bai Zijiu and his party.

Since ancient times, there has been hatred between Hu and Han, hostile to each other, although Bai Zijiu has changed into Hanfu, but his words and deeds are all Hu people's temperament and native accents, and everywhere he goes is everyone's eyes.

It's embarrassing.

At first, the South Vietnamese girl would stand aside and watch jokes in March, but it didn't take long for Bai Zijiu to be dragged and installed as an accomplice, and they became friends who suffered from white eyes.

The group didn't want to make trouble, so they had to keep their heads silent, and treat each other with the sneers of the people on the street.

It's just that forbearance is sometimes not a good way to not want to make trouble, no, after a while, the one who finds fault will bump into it.

"Where did you come from, Wang Gongzi still won't let go!" a subordinate with a black mole on his face rushed to Bai Zijiu and his party and shouted.

Behind him was a young man dressed in white on the edge of the golden silk ditch.

The young man sat on the horse, looking down at Bai Zijiu and the others with a proud face, his face full of disdain!

You must know that the word son can't be called nonsense, it's not a prince and general, whose descendants dare to use the word son?

So this prince is not small!

It's just that it's a little unfortunate today, and the person standing under his horse with envy in his eyes is also a son, known as the Ninth Son!