Ouyang Bei was anxious in his heart, carrying Meng Dongting on his back all the way, and mobilized his internal force, only to see him striding forward, and his speed was not inferior to that of a horse. The night was silent, and occasionally I could hear the people behind me shouting and neighing, thinking that most of them were found by the Donghai sect and officials, and they were now expanding the scope to search around.

Ouyang Bei's feet were sick, he didn't dare to take the big road, he only ran on the small road all the way and fled, running for more than an hour, and the voices behind him gradually disappeared, thinking that he had left the pursuers far away. Ouyang Bei's heart was relieved, and then he slowed down, dressed in the vast night, and ran towards Nanjing City.

Walking until dawn, he saw a high wall in the distance ahead, and Ouyang Bei knew that Nanjing City was already in front of him. It seems that as long as you enter the city and find the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War, hand over the handwritten note written "Nan Zhen's First Sword" in your hand, and use the dead horse as a live horse doctor, Meng Dongting may be saved.

Ouyang Bei carried Meng Dongting on his back all night, and when he saw Nanjing City in front of him, he felt soreness and exhaustion. But I can't say it, I haven't reached a safe place for a moment, and the two of them are in danger of being arrested at any time.

He picked up his spirits again, and soon after he walked out, he suddenly saw a noisy crowd in front of him, and the crowd entering the city slowly slowed down.

Ouyang Bei tiptoed to look from afar, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, only to see that there were many fences in front of the city gate, and the government actually set up a checkpoint at the entrance to the city. Seeing that a large number of military horses were checking the crowd entering and leaving Nanjing City, Ouyang Bei wanted to take a detour again, but it was too late.

Ouyang Bei knew that carrying such a seriously injured person on his back was really suspicious, and he would definitely have to be carefully interrogated by the officials and soldiers, and he would be exposed in an instant. Just as his mind was turning and thinking hard about countermeasures, he suddenly saw a team of people driving a mule convoy over, and the car was full of grain, grass and debris.

He was overjoyed, and immediately came up with a way, he quietly followed behind the mule convoy, and when the convoy was not paying attention, he hid Meng Dongting in the grain and grass pile, and he lowered his head and hunched over, pretending to be a follower of the convoy, and followed the mule cart closely.

After the sergeant guarding the city checked several people who had entered the city, he found the mule convoy, only to see a sturdy sergeant asking: "What are you carrying in this car? But what illegal items are there?" The leader of the mule convoy hurriedly smiled and said: "Master Rong Bing, the villain only has some grain and firewood on these carts, and they are sold in the city for some loose silver taels, how dare they hide anything illegal?" The sergeant squinted at the leader of the convoy, and snorted in his nose: "Did you say that there was no none?" As he spoke, he picked up a stick and poked it into the grain and haystack. Ouyang Bei was afraid and frightened in his heart, his palms sweated for a while, and he said in his heart: "Meng Dongting is hiding in it, I don't know if it will be discovered by the sergeant?"

But he said that the leader of the mule convoy was a clever master, and I saw him laughing, holding a copper coin in his hand, and grabbed the sergeant's hand and said: "Master, you see that these are all coarse grains and miscellaneous grains that cannot be put on the table, how dare you work your boss." So saying, he shoved the coin into the sergeant's hand.

The sergeant shook the copper coin in his hand, and he had already searched dozens of people, and he was a little tired, and when he saw that there was indeed nothing unusual about the grain and grass, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, let's go over quickly!" Ouyang Beida was overjoyed, and was about to follow into the city. Another sergeant stopped him and said, "What are you doing in such a hurry, what are you doing in the city?" Ouyang Bei bowed his head and said, "The little one is a guy who works in the city, and he has to rush back to work early in the morning." ”

The sergeant stretched, reaching out and groping around with him. Thinking about it, it was because he saw the shabby clothes worn by Ouyang Bei, and it was estimated that he couldn't squeeze out any oil and water, so he searched it at random, and then said impatiently: "Okay! Come over quickly, replace the next one!"

Ouyang Bei breathed a long sigh of relief, and hurriedly followed the mule convoy into the city, and when the convoy came to a secluded place, he carried Meng Dongting out of the grain and grass pile again.

After this toss, Meng Dongting's breathing became heavier, and when he poked his forehead, it became even hotter. Ouyang Bei originally planned to wait until the evening, when there were few people, to avoid people's eyes and ears to find Shangshu Mansion, but now it seems that he can't wait any longer, so he can only take the risk of going to try it during the day.

Ouyang Bei inquired about a vendor who set up a stall, and figured out that the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War was in Qinglong Street, so he no longer hesitated to go in the direction pointed by the vendor.

Ouyang Beijiu has been in the public gate for a long time, and knows that this Nanjing also has six departments like the Beijing Division, and the six departments all have the post of Shangshu, but compared with the six Shangshu of the Beijing Division, it is a world of difference, most of them are idle pensioners, and they have no real power. But the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, no matter what, the grade is there after all, Ouyang Bei does not dare to underestimate it, after thinking about it again, he decided to knock on the side door to minimize the impact and reduce unnecessary trouble.

Coming to Qinglong Street, the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War is at the end of the street, the vermilion lacquer gate is quite magnificent, Ouyang Bei went around to the side of the black lacquer side door, gently knocked on the door knocker, after a long period of work, a man who looked like a steward came inside, opened a crack in the door and asked impatiently: "What's the matter with you? Why don't you go to the main gate in broad daylight?"

Ouyang Bei is now asking for help, and there is a way to be a seven-rank official of the prime minister's family, so he hurriedly stepped forward, handed the note given by the monk Xichen to the man, and said with a smile on his face: "This eldest brother, I was recommended by Master Xichen of Tianning Zen Temple in Yangzhou to meet Master Shangshu." There is a note here, which was given by Master Xichen, please present it to Lord Shangshu. ”

The man took the note, looked at it twice, and looked suspicious, but then looked at what Ouyang Bei said, maybe this Xichen master is indeed familiar with his master, but he can't delay it in his own hands, so he said to Ouyang Bei: "You wait, I'll report it." With that, he closed the door and turned to enter.

After another moment, the man in charge walked out again, and said with a smile on his face: "My lord is invited, so come in." After that, he opened a door and put Ouyang Bei, who was carrying Meng Dongting on his back, into the door, and then looked around outside the door, and then quickly closed the side door, which led Ouyang Bei inside.

When Ouyang Bei saw him act like this, he knew that he was worried about being seen by others in broad daylight, but when his life was at stake, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to see Master Shangshu.

Under the guidance of the man, Ouyang Bei walked to the hall with Meng Dongting on his back, only to see that the furnishings in the hall were simple, and the utensils were not luxurious, but they were neatly placed and spotless.

In the center of the hall, a middle-aged scribe with a red face and a medium stature greeted him, thinking that it was the secretary of the Nanjing Military Department. Guo listened to him and said: "Old man Wu Fengzhao, what do you call a strong man?"

Ouyang Bei hurriedly put Meng Dongting on the chair aside, stepped forward and knelt down and saluted: "Catch Ouyang Bei in the Lower Yangzhou Mansion, and meet Lord Shangshu." ”

Wu Fengzhao hurriedly stretched out his hand and said, "Ouyang doesn't have to be polite, even if Master Xichen called you here, then you are not an outsider." ”

Wu Fengzhao asked Ouyang Bei to sit down and speak, and the family on the side brought tea and snacks. Ouyang Bei was hungry for almost a day and a night, and he didn't care about etiquette at the moment, so he took the snack and munched it, and the family on the side opened his mouth and was surprised.

Wu Fengzhao looked at Ouyang Beidao with a smile: "Don't worry, take your time!"

As soon as he said this, Ouyang Bei was even more embarrassed to eat it anymore, so he swallowed a piece of dim sum at the moment, wiped his mouth hastily and said, "Adult, the villain is rude!"

Wu Fengzhao didn't take any responsibility, and when he saw that he didn't eat anymore, he retreated from the left and right family members and said, "Ouyang Bei, how did you get this note?"

Ouyang Bei briefly talked about how the Donghai faction killed people and exterminated their mouths, how he went to Yangzhou Tianning Temple to ask to see Master Xichen, and how he was hunted down and killed by the Donghai faction and the Yangzhou government.

Wu Fengzhao sighed, shook his head and said: "Xichen, Xichen, the old man is used to idle clouds and wild cranes, and he just wants to be quiet and quiet in this Nanjing city, why do you let me go to this troubled water again?"

Ouyang Bei saw that he suddenly had a sense of excitement and distraction, and hurriedly added: "Don't hide it from your lordship, Master Xichen originally didn't want to do much. It's just that the 'Nan Gan's first sword' Yan seniors can afford it, so they asked him to give him this note, and then he came to meet the adults. He thought about the origin of the "First Sword of Nan Gan", as long as he said the name of this person, he would definitely receive miraculous results.

Sure enough, when Wu Fengzhao heard the words "Nan Zhen's First Sword", his whole body trembled. He took out the note, and read it in a low voice: "The first battle of Poyang shook the ancient and modern, and lived up to Yuzhang Jinlan's feelings." I haven't seen each other in more than 20 years, old guys......"

He was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up suddenly, and he said loudly: "Ouyang Zhutou, although I haven't asked about the world for a long time, it's just that the East China Sea faction is so arrogant, and the Yangzhou prefect is too deceitful. Rest assured, I'm here to help. ”

Ouyang Bei heard him say this, one was happy, the other was worried, and he was happy that he had such a hard head to protect himself from the Nanjing Military Department, and everything was not worried. The worry is that he swaggered into the Shangshu Mansion in broad daylight, and the news will definitely spread to the people of the East China Sea Sect, but I am afraid that if I stay here for a long time, it will bring endless trouble to Wu Shangshu. He hurriedly left his seat and bowed down again, "Thank you for saving me." ”

Wu Fengzhao hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull it and said, "Ouyang doesn't have to be polite to catch his head. ”

How do you know that Ouyang Bei still knelt down, and said: "My lord, the villain still has a request here, and please fulfill it." ”

Wu Fengzhao said: "What's the matter, just talk about it." ”

Ouyang Bei pointed to Meng Dongting, who was still unconscious, and said: "I am already grateful, but the villain has a little brother here, who was seriously injured and unconscious, if he is not treated in time, I am afraid that his life will not be guaranteed." ”

Wu Fengzhao was about to ask about Meng Dongting, and said with a concerned face: "Don't worry, I'll find the best doctor to treat him immediately." ”

Ouyang Bei said movingly: "In this case, the villain is willing to exchange one for one, as long as the adult can save my little brother and leave him here to recuperate, I am willing to leave the mansion tomorrow." ”

It turned out that Ouyang Bei had already made up his mind, as long as Lord Shangshu agreed to take him in, then he would exchange his life for a life, begging him to promise to treat Meng Dongting, and he would leave Shangshu Mansion and continue to take salt to the north to Beijing. First, it is necessary to go to the capital to find Lord Zhai Yu to continue to solve those unsolved mysteries, and secondly, it is the so-called "Pifu is not guilty of his crimes", the Donghai faction and Jia Jingzong are not rushing to himself and Meng Dongting, but the salt on his body, if he takes the salt and leads away, then these thieves will definitely not embarrass Meng Dongting, which will be more conducive to his treatment.

Wu Fengzhao did not answer on the spot, but instructed the family to ask for a doctor, and found a side room to immediately treat Meng Dongting. After more than an hour, the doctor finally completed the last bandaging action, only to see that Meng Dongting's face looked better, and his breathing was not so heavy, Ouyang Bei fell asleep in the room next to him.

slept until the next morning, Ouyang Bei got up for breakfast, and then went to see Meng Dongting, who was still asleep, his face improved even more, and then he was slightly relieved.

On the top of the hall, Wu Fengzhao asked Ouyang Beidao with a serious face: "Ouyang Zhutou, have you thought about it, or have you decided to leave?"

Ouyang Beidao: "Yes, my lord, I do have something to do here, and secondly, there are many inconveniences here, so my little brother will leave it to my lord." ”

Wu Fengzhao said: "You just have to rest assured, Yan Daxia's business is my business." ”

Ouyang Bei was a thousand thanks, no longer worried, he said goodbye to Wu Shangshu alone, out of the mansion, the autumn breeze was blowing, he put his hand on the pergola to block the north, only to feel that the future was uncertain, but his mind had been decided: "Jingshi, I'm here!"