Chapter 9: The Return of Mobei

Since Jingwuwei dispersed from Luoshui Wharf, the ferry port has shown the grand occasion of the past, and people and goods from the major ferries have poured onto the wharf from the boats. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the civilian boats in the distance slowly began to dock.

"Second master, this old man is seriously injured, can he be saved?" a young man stood at the mouth of the ship's cabin and looked at an elder in a dark purple blood robe, who was channeling true qi to an old man with a pale face.

Cao Lai, the second master of Tianxiang Building, sat in the cabin, and the true qi in his hand was slowly injected into the white-haired old man in front of him. Half a year ago, Cao Lai got the news that the world ordered him to appear in Mobei again, so he took his personal attendant Fei Ming to Mobei secretly in the name of travel. After several months of unsuccessful search in the bitter cold land of Mobei, he returned to the Central Plains from Jiazhou, but met an old man who was seriously injured and unconscious in the ruins of Qingcheng Mountain.

"Fortunately, we came back in time and will not miss this meeting. Fei Ming said softly, "However, along the way, you spent a lot of internal strength to save this old man. This session of the military host. ”

"Master Rabbit has always been compassionate, and our Tianxianglou takes rescue as its own responsibility. If you don't save it, wouldn't it be a loss of Tianxianglou's reputation?" Cao Lai gently supported the white-haired old man on top of the soft collapse, and covered the soft fur on the side. "After landing, you go to Wang Sijiu to borrow a carriage, and we will go back to Tianxianglou. ”

"Yes," the boy leaped up to the dock and ran towards the cargo center at the ferry, where he came to a tent area.

"Ouch, isn't this Fei Ming, the personal attendant of Cao Er's house?" a stout man was sitting in the tent eating a little wine, when he saw a thin young man suddenly appear outside the tent.

"Uncle Sijiu, we need a carriage. Can I borrow your carriage? Before Wang Sijiu got up, Fei Ming sat opposite Wang Sijiu quickly, picked up the dishes on the table with chopsticks and said with a smile, "Uncle Sijiu will enjoy it, on such a cold day, your delicious wine and food can make us people who run the rivers and lakes envious and jealous." ”

"Fei Ming, you don't want your Uncle Sijiu to joke," Wang Sijiu patted the back of his head and got up and shouted outside the tent, "Come on, quickly prepare two carriages for our little young man Fei Ming." Also, when it's cold, remember to put a heater in the car. The ghost weather in Luoyang is really cold. “

"Yes, the Ninth Master", a young man answered loudly outside the tent.

Wang Sijiu picked up the wine jug on the table and poured it to Fei Ming, and said in a low voice, "Second Master Cao is back?"

"Hmm" Fei Ming drank it all in one gulp, "Uncle Sijiu knows me best, and he prepared hot wine for me in advance on this cold day to warm up." “

"Hahaha," Wang Sijiu said in a low voice after laughing, "This morning, the people from the Fu Wangfu came to the dock to pick up a group of people from the north, and the official ship was still parked on the northeast side of the dock." “

"Fuwang Mansion?" Fei Ming paused, and the chopsticks in his hand stopped above the plate. Is Uncle Sijiu sure he's from King Fu's Mansion? Is it Jingwuwei?"

"That's right, how can your Uncle Sijiu look away. King Fu's Mansion has been vigorous in the northern Xinjiang for ten years, but since the death of the old King Fu, they have been extremely mysterious. Wang Sijiu sat on Fei Ming's left side and whispered, "But this time they came to the dock with great fanfare, it should be related to the affairs of the west." “

"What's the matter with the west?" Fei Ming's eyes swept over Wang Sijiu's scarred face, and he picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth to eat.

"I heard from the merchants from Jinling that the emperor intends to set up a concubine for the emperor's grandson, and the prince intends to befriend the West Palace to clamp down on King Yan. “

"What kind of is this, the affairs of their Zhu family have nothing to do with our people in the rivers and lakes. Fei Ming put down the wine glass in his hand and got up and clenched his fists and thanked, "Uncle Sijiu, we people in the rivers and lakes only need to take care of our own families, and don't get involved in the right and wrong of the court." “

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Sijiu got up and personally sent Fei Ming out of the account. The carriage had already stopped at the ferry, Fei Ming and Cao Lai helped the white-haired old man into the carriage, and the three of them drove the carriage towards Tianxianglou, leaving a straight rut and snow mark.