Chapter 139: There is no way out

Leng Yuhu and Zhang Jinhua watched the "five ghosts" compare and go, just as if they couldn't see it, making them happy.

When the boat reached the middle of the stream, the "five ghosts" let the five small boats drift down the current and drift towards a dense reed swing according to their usual experience.

Everything is done according to the procedure.

The boat drifted into the reeds, and there was no one around. Zhouzi surnamed He took out a knife from the bilge and said to Zhang Jinhua: "Boy, alas, this day next year will be your death day." ”

With a swing of the knife, he slashed at Zhang Jinhua's head.

Zhang Jinhua hurriedly waved with her hand and said hurriedly: "I don't want to die yet." ”

He surnamed Zhouzi said: "My knife is fast, it doesn't hurt." ”

Swing the knife and slash it. Zhang Jinhua hurriedly stood up, dodged the knife, and when he was old, his left hand grabbed the right hand of He surnamed Zhouzi, stepped forward, and punched him in the temple with his right hand. Zhouzi surnamed He fainted, his body was crooked, he fell down, only to hear the sound of "coo-dong", fell into the river, did not struggle for a long time, a string of blisters, the water surface returned to calm, and Zhouzi surnamed He must have died.

The second step begins.

The boat on this small boat swung his knife and slashed at Leng Yuhu. Leng Yuhu was so frightened that he ran to the bow of the boat. This boat walked a few steps in front of Song Wang Moth, looked at it, it was so beautiful, he was reluctant to kill it.

Song Wang Mo stood up, holding a long sword in her hand, she was seventeen or eighteen years old at this time, slender figure, apricot eyes and willow eyebrows, pretty nose and red lips, fair complexion, as white as snow in the north, under the wind of this winter, and slightly red, delicate, like a red plum blossom in a bleak winter. This boat was stunned, holding a knife, I don't know what to do?

How smart Song Wang Moth was, on the boat, she looked at Leng Yuhu and Zhang Jinhua and couldn't stop looking at each other and laughing, she knew that this group of people was the "Five Ghosts of the Yellow River".

Song Wang Mo followed his father to the capital to perform art since he was a child, and he was bullied by the ruffians, and he hated them for a long time. Song Wang Moth held the sword in his hand, and his eyebrows were cold. That Zhouzi saw that he couldn't bypass the beauty and kill the cold jade tiger, so he thought that for the sake of the package, he would kill this beauty ruthlessly.

The boat made up his mind, picked up the big knife and slashed at the head of the Song King Moth. What a Song Wang moth! Sideways flash, a sword stabbed at the boat, the boat was also flexible, and hurriedly withdrew the knife to defend. Song Wang Moth didn't let the knife touch his long sword, and the tip of the sword circled an arc and slashed towards Zhouzi's wrist. The boat was busy retreating, but unfortunately, its heel touched the side of the boat, and one fell on its back, only to hear a "plop" and fall into the river. Because he fell on his back and his nose and mouth were facing up, he took the lead in choking on a mouthful of water, and his heart was in a hurry, and his body was agitated in the cold water, and his whole body spasmed, unable to struggle, and sank to the bottom of the river without saying anything.

The situation had obviously changed, but the remaining three boats were stuck to the rules and proceeded according to the original plan.

The three of them rowed a small boat to besiege Leng Yuhu and the three of them. A boat bully the golden flower man was old and thin, so he quickly rowed towards him. Zhang Jinhua let him get closer? Lifting the penny and sweeping it away like a swift wind, it hit the back of the boat, which spurted a mouthful of blood wildly and fell forward into the river, "Goo...... After a few ......grunts, there was no movement.

The remaining two, knowing that they had to change their plan of action, rowed their boats and turned to escape, but the boat could not escape in the reeds, so they had to jump into the cold river and follow the rapids, and they did not know where they had drifted.

There was a lack of rowing boats, and there were only four guests left, so they had to row by themselves. They tied the three small boats carrying the horses to the back of the two boats, and Leng Yuhu rowed the small boats, and with the three small boats, rowed towards the north shore with difficulty.

Paddle to the opposite bank, lead the four horses ashore, and the four of them mount their horses and continue north.

After crossing the Yellow River and going out of Shandong, we arrived in Hebei, which was not far from the capital.

Nothing to say all the way. On this day, I came outside the capital. Leng Yuhu and Song Wang Mo entered the city from the south gate and found a big hotel in the city to stay. The name of this hotel is "Sishun Building". Zhang Jinhua and Xu Wentao entered from the East City Gate and found a big hotel called "Wangchenglou" in the city to stay. In the afternoon, the four of them agreed to have tea and meet in the "Huhai Tea House". Since they all carried the slips issued by Governor Hu, with fake names listed on them, they were also free in the capital, and they were not afraid of being checked by tolerance.

Xu Wentao was looking for acquaintances in the city to inquire about the situation, and Governor Hu Shangcao had not yet been escorted to the capital. Xu Wentao opened the joints in advance and asked someone to take care of them, but this group of upright people in the DPRK and the central government, everyone hated Governor Hu Shangcao to the core, saying that he was a national moth, raising Kou for trouble, wasting food and salary in vain, and was a big traitor, and everyone had to kill Hu Shangcao for the emperor. Xu Wentao kept defending and analyzing the situation in front of this group of upright ministers, but he just talked about it for three days and three nights, exhausted his lips and tongues, and ended up exhausted, which was useless.

At that time, the strict party in the DPRK and the central government was very powerful, and Xu Wentao was thinking about taking the strict party line, but the upright people did not associate with them, Xu Wentao wanted to meet a strict party, and no one led the way for him.

Xu Wentao went out early every day, and only at night did he drag his tired legs back to the "Wangchenglou" hotel, sit in the store, and sigh. Leng Yuhu and the other three, swordsmanship is first-class, but for the matter of giving gifts, but they can't do anything, the three of them are very familiar with the capital, they are too lazy to go out and wander, stay in the "Huhai Teahouse" every day, just drink tea and spend time.

Within a few days, Governor Hu Shangcao had been escorted to Beijing and immediately sent to prison. Xu Wentao went to the prison through the joint to see him several times, Hu Shangcao had been tortured twice, his skin was open, his flesh was blurred, and he was lying on a broken straw mat. How Xu Wentao wanted to rescue him, Ren was helpless.

It was already very cold in the capital, and the sky was cloudy, as if snowflakes were about to fall. At night, I could already hear the sound of falling snow outside the window. Pushing open the window and looking out, the fine snowflakes were flying all over the sky, the bare branches were already snow-colored, and a thin layer of white snow had fallen in the dead grass. The night was already very cold, and people went to bed early under the covers, and the noise on the street outside the building had fallen silent. This night, Song Wang Moth also took the initiative to leave Leng Yuhu's room and returned to his room.

On the morning of the second day, the blessed people got up very late, and Leng Yuhu got up very late, and after he washed his face, he walked out of the hotel, and looked left and right on the street, and a thin layer of snow had fallen on the ground, which was a little dazzling. There are many pedestrians on the street, and the hard-working businessmen walk on the streets, stepping on the snow, "creaking, creaking......" sounding, wearing cotton clothes and trousers, shrinking their hands and feet, when they do not speak, white vapor comes out of their noses, and when they shout, their mouths are outward.

Seeing Zhang Jinhua coming from a distance, when he approached, he said, "It's a good weather today!"

Leng Yuhu asked him: "It's so cold, why is it a good weather?"

"Let's go eat mutton hot pot and drink, don't you think it's a good weather?"

Leng Yuhu couldn't refute him and asked him, "What about Mr. Xu?"

He went out early in the morning. ”

Leng Yuhu said sadly: "I can't find a way to stand up and save it, if the time drags on for a long time, the emperor Chrysostom will finalize the case, and it will be more difficult to overturn the case than to ascend to the sky." ”

Zhang Jinhua was imprisoned against the Japanese heroes, but no one came out to save him, he was already a little disheartened, he said: "This is a major national event, and we little people can't take care of it, let's go drink, stand for a while, and get chills." ”

"Okay!"

"I'm going to call Song Wang Moth. Leng Yuhu continued.

Leng Yuhu and the three of them walked to the street and turned a few streets and alleys before they found a famous small hot pot restaurant. It's located in a back alley, and it doesn't even have a name, but everyone says that this restaurant has the best hot pot.

The three of them found a small table by the window, sat down, and the shopkeeper came over, and the three of them ordered. After a while, the shopkeeper quickly brought mutton hot pot and a pot of wine. The three began to eat meat and drink alcohol.

At this time, it began to snow outside the window, the flowers were flying, the jade trees were branching, and the three of them were drinking while enjoying the snow.

At this time, from a distance, there was a sound of "creaking, creaking......" stepping on the snow, and a person came in the snow. Leng Yuhu took a closer look, recognized this person, hurriedly stood up, walked out of the store, and raised his hand to greet the person.