Conquer the World

Chapter 739: How many years does it stink after death

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Yang Qinyan never dared to look at the young woman sitting across from her. Firstly, it was because those pure white eyes were too palpitating; too shocking. Yang Qinyan is not someone who has never seen the world, she is the princess of the Sui Dynasty, and there is no lack of expert protection around her, but because of this, she has never seen such a terrifying attack.

The closest she came to danger was when she searched for Wisdom Tianzun's master and apprentice with a few experts on the mountain north of Chang'an City, but she was taken back by the elite of the camp halfway.

It can be said that her life in the past 20 years was flat, without any waves. It wasn't until the death of Emperor Tianyou that she realized that the world had a dark side.

After traveling all night, she sat in the carriage and slept intermittently for a while. It was the first time for Princess Sui, who was golden and jade-like, to sleep while sitting and leaning against the cold and hard carriage. It's not that the space in the carriage doesn't allow her to lie down, but there are still bloodstains where the bodies of the yamen servants had been lying before, and no one cleaned them up.

When it was dawn, she rubbed her sore neck and opened her eyes, only to find that the young woman was cooking eggs in the carriage. She took out an egg from the bamboo basket and put it in the palm of her hand, and then her palm turned warm red, and after a few minutes, the egg was so cooked.

Yang Qinyan didn't understand. Is it really good for a great practitioner to waste his inner strength to cook eggs

Then the young woman began to peel the egg very seriously. After peeling, the egg was amazingly complete, and it was not hurt at all. Then she started to eat, and she didn't mean to be courteous to Yang Qinyan at all. Yang Qinyan was hungry, but the princess's reserve made her embarrassed to speak.

Although she forced herself to eat a large bowl of hot noodle soup and a soup dumpling in Chang'an City yesterday, it had already been a day and a night, and her stomach was already empty.

"for you."

The young woman handed her an egg, and Yang Qinyan subconsciously took it, but was a little at a loss. She looked at the raw egg over and over, and then asked the young woman, "How do you eat it?"

The young woman squinted her eyes slightly and looked at her: "I gave her to you, you can eat whatever you want."

"But... this is raw."

Yang Qinyan said with some anxiety.

"I know it's raw. I'm giving you this egg just as a polite act. Since you have decided to flee but haven't prepared food for yourself, it's a very irrational thing in itself. You just looked at me I cooked the eggs with internal strength, I must be thinking if I can help you cook the eggs too... no."

The young woman said seriously: "Your Highness, if you can't temporarily forget that you are a princess, you will face many difficulties. You don't have to eat this egg. This is your choice, but the carriage will not stop because you are hungry." Stop, those who are after you would like us to do so."

Yang Qinyan's complexion changed for a while, she bit her lip and looked so aggrieved.

Yes, she did feel wronged in her heart.

In the palace, no one would treat her like this.

"eat!"

After a while, she nodded suddenly, as if to cheer herself up, and then she wanted to crack the egg by the window, but because of the force, the egg broke, and the egg white and yolk spilled all over the car, and also flowed into the car. She has a lot on her clothes. She looked at the broken egg helplessly, and tears began to roll in her eye sockets.

She looked at the young woman, but found that the young woman ignored her at all.

No mocking, no consolation, nothing.

She didn't give her another egg.

Yang Qinyan resisted the urge to cry, sat up straight, and closed her eyes. At noon, the old man who drove the car came in a small bag of dry food from the outside. Inside was about a handful of fried food. This is what the troops often eat during the march. It is hard and hard to digest.

Yang Qinyan said thank you after receiving it, this time she opened the cloth bag carefully, not a single grain fell out, she looked at the dry food and took a deep breath, then lowered her head and bit it with her tongue She licked and ate. To be honest, she had never eaten such an unpalatable food until she climbed into the carriage. Just chewing made her teeth and jaw hurt.

She frowned, but didn't say a word.

After eating about one-third of the dry food, she rewrapped the rest and put it in her bosom next to her body. The young woman squinted at her, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

"Because we didn't expect that you didn't prepare food, so the three of us can only share our own food for you for three meals a day."

The young scholar has a good attitude, and his manner of speaking is still gentle: "Even so, our food can't survive the Yangtze River, because her eggs are broken, because I'm used to eating meat and it must be delicious meat , so I didn’t prepare food at all. I can find a place to steal some every time I pass by, so the time when I distribute food to you will be very uncertain. It’s a bit bearable and you have to get used to it.”

Yang Qinyan nodded, but she didn't understand why these people treated her like this. They are all great practitioners, and they can take themselves and escape at a faster speed. Why do they still have to drive this exposed carriage? Obviously they can get food easily, but why are they so harsh on themselves

She didn't understand, but she had to let herself understand as soon as possible.

The old man driving the car outside smiled, and said in his heart that he hoped that we would not disappoint our painstaking efforts. If the escape all the way can't make you strong and firm, then our thoughts will be meaningless.

Just thinking of this, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly stopped and he said two words in a very soft voice.

"coming."

The young scholar in the carriage untied the long sword at his waist, flicked the blade with his fingers, and made a crisp ding sound, which was pleasant to the ear.

"I'm here this time."

He said.

"Need not."

The old man who drove the car took off his bamboo hat and put it aside, and slowly stretched out his left hand that had been tucked in his sleeve: "After more than 20 years of lectures in the Martial Arts Academy, I seem to have almost forgotten how to fight. The first batch The ones chasing you are not the strongest ones, because the strong ones always like to hide behind and take a look... So, next time you come."

The young scholar couldn't help but smiled: "It turns out that Mr. is so... smart..."

He swallowed the word shameless and didn't say it, but he thought in his heart that if Fang Jie would say it directly, right? Thinking about it carefully, it has been several years since I saw that shameless guy who made people speechless.

At least thirty people came from behind, fluttering their wings and flying high behind the carriage like a flock of big birds. These people were dressed in different clothes, and some of them were uniformly dressed obviously from the military and the Yamen, and the others couldn't tell where they came from. Even though the little emperor is no longer in power, there are still many people in the imperial court and military who follow orders. There is never a shortage of such respectable people in this world. From a certain point of view, they are indeed respectable.

After the downfall of the Da Nei Guard Office and the Jinyi School, the recent arrests and arrests in Chang'an City have returned to Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment. Those who rushed to the front were the people from Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment. Speaking of which, if it weren't for the decline of the Ouchi Guard Office and the Jinyi School, the people in Dali Temple would not have the power they have now. When the Sui Dynasty first established the country, there was no Da Nei Guard Office, and the status of Dali Temple was extremely important. However, since Emperor Taizong succeeded to the throne, the Ouchi Guard Office has been suppressing Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment since it was first established, and they were so suppressed that they could not hold their heads up.

After Yang Jian regained power, he abolished the Danai Guard Office and the Jinyi School Yamen, and put the rights of these two Yamen back into the hands of Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment. This made Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment extremely excited. Perhaps, they are the few people in the imperial court who do not dislike that armored general who does not know his origin.

The old man who drove the carriage did not stop the carriage, nor did he continue to urge the poor horse to run.

Those wearing red official uniforms and black cloaks belonged to the people of Dali Temple, those wearing blue official uniforms and white cloaks belonged to the Ministry of Punishment, and those wearing dark green brocade clothes belonged to the military. The remaining nearly 20 people should be those quacks who worked for the court. Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment have always kept many such people.

The first group of people who came after them did not have the Iron Armored Army.

Because even though the Iron Armored Army has amazing combat power, its action speed is still too slow. It seems that the impact of heavy cavalry is much stronger than that of light cavalry, but in terms of speed, heavy cavalry and light cavalry are not comparable.

The three people from the Ministry of Punishment rushed over first, overtook the carriage and stopped in front of the official road. The military and people from Dali Temple stopped on the left and right, and the group of quacks were behind the carriage, obviously this was arranged.

Tong Baohe, the capital of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, took a step forward to stop the carriage from moving forward. The old man driving the car stopped immediately, but there was no tension on his face.

Dali Temple Minister Mu Chen had the highest official position among those who came. If it weren't for the fact that today's incident was really too big, he, a member of the third rank, would not have come out in person. He nodded to Baohe, and Baohe immediately took another step forward: "Since I have stopped you, I won't say any polite words. Please follow me back to Chang'an City. If you don't do it, it's better not to do it." .”

The old man driving the car shook his head, but said nothing.

"Pei Zhong, Pei Fang, you two please get the princess out of the car."

Baohe gave an order.

The two officials from the Criminal Department behind him immediately walked towards the carriage, and told the man in Pei Zhong to shake his wrist, and then a long whip with internal strength appeared, which can condense the power of cultivation into a long whip, which is enough to prove that How high is its cultivation base? Pei Fang took off a hard bow from his back on his left side and drew the string to the full, but he didn't set up an arrow. He didn't even bring a quiver with him. Because the arrow he used was unusual, it was an invisible arrow of inner strength.

Seeing the two of them walking forward, the old man who drove the car stretched out his left hand from his cuff and pointed at Pei Zhong. Pei Zhong's face immediately changed drastically, and the inner strength whip in his hand swung to protect his body, as if something appeared outside his body. Like a big bell, even so, he still rolled backwards, not knowing what he was avoiding.

After landing on the ground, Pei Zhong took another three steps back, subconsciously looked down at the small cut in his chest, and murmured a word of "Yanwuyuan master... well-deserved reputation."

Then he died.

Pei Fang was furious, and shot seven arrows in a row. The arrows were invisible, but with awe-inspiring killing intent.

But the seven air arrows were all caught by the old man driving the car with his bare hands, and then the old man pointed at him.

Still left handed.

A look of fear flashed in Pei Fang's eyes. He didn't care about his identity. He jumped to the side and rolled several times on the spot before he dared to stand up. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said in his heart that he was lucky. . When he put down his sweat-wiping hand, he froze for a moment because he found blood on his hand.

With a bang, a cut was opened on his forehead, and blood and white brains flowed out slowly.

Baohe's face was extremely ugly. He stared at the old man driving the car and said in a cold tone: "The professor of the martial arts academy is so dignified that he doesn't hesitate to try his own method... Even if you have the title of a master, you can't leave today! Yanqing, Yanwu Academy Your professor has always been loyal to the imperial court, do you want to leave a bad name forever?"

The old man curled his lips: "How many years have I stink after I die...why do I care about that?"