The news of the city lord's whereabouts spread throughout the city for a while, and many people rushed towards his mansion, holding large and small barrels. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info I don't know who said that the cellar of his mansion was secretly converted into a water cellar, and everyone rushed to get there. For a while, it seemed that Shacheng was no longer the small border city that lacked water and food, and the housewives of Shacheng City also fled in a hurry with some gold and silver jewelry. The owner of Meizhuang, who visited here for a day, saw that the people were crazy and robbed Brother Ma's money, and he ignored it. "In this huge sand city, there are still things that Meizhuang can't manage. Feng Chen and his junior brother stood in front of Ma Shuangcheng's mansion, looking at the endless stream of people who came to grab water.

The owner of the plum village sat on the crane and floated away, Feng Chen led the carriage to help the sky get into the carriage, waved the whip and whipped on the wooden frame, and the horse ran faster when he heard the sound of whipping. At this time, the iron hand shopkeeper also walked out of his dark room, stood in the sun and looked at the back of Feng Chen and Min Tian leaving, and said to the shopkeeper behind him: "Help me send a letter to my friend in Horqin, and say that you will take care of these two young heroes." "Okay!" the shopkeeper ran away without a trace.

Feng Chen and his junior brother came in the direction of the grassland according to the instructions of the owner of the nameless inn, and they had walked for a day and a night, and they had just left the gate. The wind and sand outside the pass are not small, but this mountain road is even more difficult to walk, if it is not for the delay of a few mountains, I am afraid that at this time it has reached the boundary of the Horqin grassland. After the brothers had eaten and drunk enough, they were just about to lead the carriage and continue on their way, when they saw a caravan coming from Shacheng to the grassland. Feng Chen wanted to step forward and go together, after all, the team following the caravan outside this pass was not so eye-catching. Feng Chen put down the dry food in his hand, and Min Tian took the blunt sword in his brother's hand and put it back in the carriage. I didn't know what reason to make up for a while, so I walked towards the leader of the caravan and said: "This brother, my cousin and I came to this Horqin grassland for the first time, can we follow you?" The man wearing a sheep felt hat said to the brother behind him: "Keep an eye on it, these goods are the old wine that the Horqin Khan specially found from the Central Plains, and if you lose a pot, you and I will have to move our heads." After saying this, he turned over and got on his horse, not caring about the feeling of sealing the dust. Feng Chen looked at the caravan in the distance and sighed, "If you follow me and my junior brother, you can be guaranteed to have no worries." But now you don't know what to do, if you meet bandits on the road, you can't blame me for not being kind enough to help you in the first place. Min Tian poked his head out of the carriage and asked, "Senior brother, will we be treated with wine here as we are in Mahamu?" A pear vortex appeared at the corner of the dust, pushing Min Tian's head back into the carriage: "If you don't dislike it, you can go and taste horse urine." "Min Tian was in the carriage and shouted a few times, as if to express his dissatisfaction. Although Feng Chen followed the ruts of Fang Cai's caravan, he didn't go far before he heard the sound of swords colliding. Feng Chen was just about to take out the blunt sword from the car and chase him over to help, but he was held down by his senior brother: "Senior brother, you just said that you couldn't save it!" Feng Chen shook his hand: "When is it!" After speaking, he ran over, and the group of thieves quickly withdrew when they saw someone helping.

The crockpots on the ground were broken a lot, and the caravan leader patted the dust on his body and clenched his fists and thanked him, "Thank you, brother!" Seeing that the crockpots on the ground were broken, he began to blame his subordinates for not even taking good care of this little thing. At this time, Min Tian also drove the carriage over, and the leader of the caravan saw Tian'er walking down from the carriage, and shouted with a frightened expression: "Where did the bandits come from, and they want to rob my goods again!" Min Tian laughed: "I don't know your broken wine yet." Feng Chen said respectfully: "This is my cousin, I don't know if I can go with the caravan?" The man wearing a sheep felt hat put on a cloak, hid his weapon in the loaded carriage, turned to Feng Chen and said: "If the young man wants to follow our caravan, then follow up!" Feng Chen dragged the carriage to Min Tian: "Little cousin, take the carriage and follow!" Then he sat on the side with the carriage containing wine. Feng Chen asked, "Big brother, are you going to Manggusi Khan's to deliver wine? The caravan brother didn't say anything more, and continued to walk forward. After a while, the eldest brother turned around and said, "How does the little brother know that the Jianzhou Jurchen Khan is going to marry the Mongols?" Feng Chen smiled: "This is a major event in the world, everyone knows it!" The caravan brother then asked: "Where did the little brother come from?" Feng Chen saw that the caravan brother had opened the conversation, so he replied politely: "I came from Shacheng with my little cousin, and this time I came to the Horqin Grassland to find my cousin's mother." The caravan owner looked back at the carriage and sighed, "It's also a poor child! Our caravan came from Xinghua Village to send aged wine to this remote Inner Mongolia grassland for Princess Zhezhe's marriage." Feng Chen didn't care where the caravan came from, as long as he could see the owner of the Mei Zhuang and the Nuzhen Khan, he improvised and said: "My two brothers have never seen anything in the world, and they have to bother the eldest brother to guide us." ”

The leader of the caravan is a veteran who walks the rivers and lakes, and if this young man hadn't saved him now, he wouldn't want to get into other trouble. Feng Chen asked casually: "Big brother also often goes out, but I saw that those people just now are not ordinary bandits." The eldest brother took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead, and asked in a low voice, "How did Childe see it?" Feng Chen replied with a light smile: "If those of them stole your carriage and ran away, how could they still throw away these fine wines that you transported?" The eldest brother looked at Feng Chen, and asked righteously: "I wonder if Childe is willing to follow me to make a living by escorting goods?" Feng Chen was stunned for a moment, thinking: A few days ago, I met a strange person who asked me to do murder business with him, and today I met a dart team that pulled me into the gang. Just as Feng Chen was thinking, someone in front suddenly shouted: "Young owner, the front is the territory of Mangusi." The eldest brother, the leader of the caravan, approached Feng Chen sideways and said, "Brother, if you don't dislike it." You just call me Brother Chu, my surname is Gu. The entourage next to him followed and said: "This is the eldest son of Zhai Chi Taibing's Taoist family, and later the master built a courtyard for Xinghua Village, which led to today's situation." When Feng Chen heard that he was the eldest son of the right-hand man beside Emperor Ming, he felt more and more strange. Gu Yuchu hurriedly explained: "I also like winemaking, and I have nothing to do with my father, and I came here to support my family." The entourage next to him echoed casually: "Yes, yes, our son-in-law doesn't like to climb to power, he only likes to do some small business." Feng Chen saw that this Gu Gongzi didn't look like a bad person, so he went to Manggus's fiefdom with him for the time being.