Duan Qianqiu stayed in the carriage near the old king's residence from morning until dusk before he received a report from Zhengyang Wang's guard: Someone had entered the old king's house!

Duan Qianqiu's eyes lit up and said, "Who is it?"

"Zhang butcher who sells donkey meat. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Okay, don't alarm him, double the number of people who are under surveillance of him, and keep an eye on him day and night. If he is leaving, he tells the tracking team to follow him and leave a mark along the road so that the follow-up troops can follow him. ”

"Yes!" the guards took the order.

Duan Qianqiu smiled at this time and said to King Zheng Yang: "Zheng Shibo, could you please find someone to do me a favor?"

"What's the busy?"

"Put on a show for the old king!"

When the old king woke up in a dilapidated room, the seepage water on the beam dripped on his cheeks, cold and cold, and made him shiver. When he woke up, he realized that his hands and feet were tied with soaked thick hemp rope, lying on the wet mud.

The old king barely opened his eyes, and the room was so dark that he could barely see anything.

Outside the room came the voices of two men.

"Big brother, is the old man inside awake, I seem to have heard a noise just now. ”

"No, he was caught by the dragon claw of Murong Ping, the chief master under our boss Zhang's account, how can he wake up so easily, Mr. Murong said, there are no two days, and he can't wake up. ”

"Two days, I saw him lying down for so long, I don't know if he is still angry, it can't be dead, if he dies, our two brothers will suffer, and it's no wonder that Boss Zhang doesn't want our lives." ”

"This old boy almost broke Boss Zhang's head, and robbed Boss Zhang's seven or eight thousand taels of silver, he deserved to die!"

"If you die, the money won't come back! Boss Zhang told him not to let him die. ”

"Alas, no, I've just seen it, the old boy is so angry that he can't die, drink, drink! ”

The two stopped talking, snorted and began to punch again.

Lao Wang Tou listened to the conversation between the two, and scolded in his heart: "If I knew that I would have been ruthless, I would have beaten this turtle grandson who won me three thousand taels of silver to death, so I wouldn't have to plot against me now... How can his scattered silver be worth seven or eight thousand taels... No way... You have to find a way to get out quickly, otherwise... When he actually comes and tortures me, I'll have to lose my skin if I don't die..."

After the old king's eyes adjusted to the light environment in the house, he took advantage of the faint light of the candles lit by the two guards outside the door, and then carefully looked at the surrounding environment, there were windows in the room, but they were not high, and the mountain wall could be seen outside the window, and there was a small stream hanging down the curtain on the mountain wall, and the water splashed in through the window.

The room was made of wood, and in some of the corners, the planks were nailed so unsecurely that you could barely see the outside.

The old king moved his body to the corner of the wall, and his hands and feet were tied with soaked thick hemp rope, which was very strong, and it was not difficult to break such a rope before it was changed.

But now he was so sore that he couldn't lift up his true qi, and it was impossible to break the ropes, so he moved to the corner of the wall, touched a nail protruding from the plank with his hand, and began to sharpen the rope on his hand with the sharp part of the nail.

Fortunately, the hands are not tied behind their backs, so it is much easier to break.

After a while, his hands were free, and he untied the rope from his feet again, and with his dark strength he creed open the planks in the corner, and crawled out of the gap in the wooden house where he had been imprisoned.

Although he was in a wilderness, the direction was difficult to discern, and it was extremely painful to escape, but thinking about the feeling of being abused and beaten by Boss Zhang, Lao Wang felt that it was nothing.

When Lao Wangtou fled back to Dengzhou Mansion like a lost dog, the sun had risen in the east and the sky was bright, but he didn't dare to go back to his home, because he was afraid that Boss Zhang would wait for him there.

Desperate, he decides to go to a place he doesn't usually want to go!

But it was better than being beaten to death, so he went.

In front of Zhang Butcher's butcher's shop, Zhang Butcher's expression when he saw Lao Wang's head was like Lao Tzu seeing his son who was out in trouble and came home, his eyes were full of anger, and he almost wanted to go up and beat up the unscrupulous son.

Duan Qianqiu saw this situation in the monoculars, and said to King Zheng Yang with a smile: "It is time for the people who should call Wang Xiaojie to come to this area to search, otherwise these two donkeys will not move their nests!"

King Zheng Yang replied with a smile: "I'll arrange it now, and the person in charge of tracking should also be prepared, right?"

"Exactly!"

"Is it time to close the net?" Duan Qianqiu looked at the branches of the trees that were blown by the spring breeze outside the car window, and muttered, "It's just where are the fish?"

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in front of the butcher shop, Zhang Butcher motioned for the old king to come into the house and speak.

As soon as the old king entered the house, Zhang Butcher said in an infinitely suppressed and infinitely angry voice: "Have you died in the past two days? The time has come to reconcile the accounts, but your people are not there! You still owe more than 2,000 taels of silver in the last period! Where have you been?"

The old king understood the anger of the butcher Zhang, but he could not do anything, and his gambling nature was like a devil seeping into his blood, and he would come out from time to time to tempt him. He has lost more and more money in the past few years, but fortunately, Zhang Tuhu, a friend, helped him pay off a lot of debts, and he also vowed to quit gambling, but every time he touched the gambling equipment, these oaths would be thrown out of the clouds. In the end, he can only satisfy his gambling addiction by constantly embezzling the deposits handed over to the organization by customers.

Seeing Zhang Butcher's excited expression, he told what happened to him in Longqing Gambling House, and then exaggerated the situation of escaping death last night.

Zhang Butcher's face turned purple like pork liver, and he suddenly punched the old king in the stomach, and the old king curled up like a shrimp with a headache and rolled on the ground.

Zhang Butcher sat on the stool panting, and said dejectedly: "Lao Wang, I won't help you hide it anymore, for so many years, I have helped you hide it for so long, and I haven't complained, because we are friends." But this time the number is too large, and I can only report it truthfully. ”

The old king said with tears on the ground: "I know, I don't blame you. If it weren't for you, I would have died I don't know how many times. ”

"Alas, I think it's time for us to retire, now that the court is hunting us down, I don't want to die in a foreign land in the next few years of old age. Zhang Butcher sighed.

The old king got up from the ground and asked, "Has the government searched here?"

Zhang Butcher said solemnly: "Well, yes, the pigeon letter has been sent from above, saying that today and tomorrow the imperial court Qianniuwei will be searched from Yuanxiang District, although we have experienced this kind of thing before, but this time I don't know why, I always feel that it is different from the past." Therefore, the above also told us to temporarily retreat, return to the headquarters to perform our duties, and then make other arrangements. ”

"Then when are we leaving?" asked the old king.

"I'll leave tonight. ”

"What about the other contacts you're responsible for?

"They've long since left, and I'm waiting for you to stay until now. ”

A look of gratitude and apology rose in the old king's eyes.

"Are you willing to give up this butcher?"

"What can you do if you are not reluctant, compared to the wife and children in the countryside, what is this shop? As long as you stay alive, you can earn anything back!" said Zhang Butcher with confidence, believing that there was a sunny road in front of them.

Choi Sung-so has always been very good to his subordinates before.

Yes, before......

There seemed to be some nostalgia in the eyes of the Zhang butcher.