The ease of just arriving in the town disappeared in no time.
The party immediately set off and turned around.
Liu Yusheng did not stay and wait, but followed along.
Feng Qingbai didn't worry about leaving her with the children.
Qian Wanjin was in distress, and he didn't know what was going on for the time being, but he had a hunch that things were definitely not simple. If Shengsheng stayed with the children, it would be hard to guarantee that this was not a trick to adjust the tiger away from the mountain.
Croton and Red Bean didn't make a noise at this time, but obediently followed their parents back, very sensible and well-behaved.
Outside, the night fell a little bit, the light inside the carriage became dim, and the air was full of tension, depression, and heaviness.
Hundreds of miles away, on the outskirts of Liangzhou, deep mountains and wild forests.
The thick night is shrouded in this space, and the dense woods also tightly cover everything in the mountain forest.
In addition to the coldness of early winter in November, the air was also mixed with a strong bloody smell.
Other than that, he couldn't see his fingers.
Qian Wanjin leaned against an icy stone wall, touching his chest with his hands, making it greasy. The bloody smell from the tip of the nose, thick and sticky.
With the blood flowing, the strength in his body was quickly losing, and he didn't know how long he could last.
In the dark corners around, there are still enemies approaching here.
With his hands drooping weakly from his chest, Qian Wanjin raised his head, looking up at the sky through the dense thorns above his head.
The night scene in the mountains and forests is very beautiful, the stars are like weaving, and the stars are dazzling.
He once thought that when the stone gave birth to a son, he took the stone with his son and lay on the roof of the Liu family compound, watching the stars at night.
Pulling up Zhixia and Zhiqiu to follow the trend of Qingbai, stealing two jars from the wine cellar, the old man kept privately for a long time, singing to the wine, talking about Fengyue.
Those days must be beautiful.
It's a pity that this time the ship capsized in the gutter, and he might not feel that kind of leisure anymore.
damn it.
Thinking of this, Qian Wanjin overflowed with a wry smile.
Thinking of him, Qian Xiaojin has always been a counselor to fight against small greed and fear of death, and he has always done everything in accordance with the principle of safety first. Under a killer like Feng Qingbai, he has been able to live well for more than ten years. He didn't expect that he would overturn the boat in the gutter and end up in the hands of the villain.
Really ironic.
Vaguely, there was a small movement not far away. Qian Wanjin's eyelids suddenly opened again, gritted his teeth and held his last breath, climbed up and fled deeper into the forest.
Stone is still waiting for him to go back in the capital.
He can't let his unborn son have no father when he was young.
And his old fox, old mother, grandfather, and everyone in the Liu family compound. If they knew he was dead, they wouldn't know how sad they would be. Without his Qian Xiaojin, who else would go to make those old men and old ladies happy in the future
He is so important, how can he die
Even if you are going to die, you are not waiting to die in place.
Stumbled, the sound of my own breathing in my ear became heavier, but the footsteps of the chasing soldiers got closer and closer, and despair spread in my heart time and time again.
Qian Wanjin did not stop. One step more escape, maybe he will have one step more vitality.
Who knows about fate
When the carriage entered the city, Feng Qingbo and Liu Yusheng encountered difficulties.
The gate of the border city will be closed at night. If you want to enter the city, unless you hold an emergency military order or hold a royal token, the gate guard will let it go.
Because Liangzhou is a border city, it is more stringent than ordinary state cities in terms of customs clearance.
Although Feng Qingbai had a waist card from the Nanling Prince's Mansion, it could only show his personal identity. This identity was not included in the special release, so the gate guard would not release it.
"Then this escort order may be released?"
Feng Qingbai took out a letter from his arms and unfolded it. The end of the letter was stamped with the big seal of the Dongyue Emperor.
Seeing the large seal on the letter, the city gate guard leader's expression changed and he wanted to let him go, but was preempted by the lieutenant next to him. As for the duty, I have to take the letter to verify it first, and then confirm the authenticity before deciding whether to let it go. I also ask the prince to hand over the letter to the humble post."
After he said that, the lieutenant turned his head to lobby the leader, "The position of the guard at the border city gate is very important. Putting a wrong person may cause riots in the city, or cause great trouble to Dongyue, leader, it is better to be careful."
The guard leader hesitated again, and then gave his hand, "Master, please rest assured to hand the letter to the humble post. As long as the letter is verified, I will immediately release the prince into the city without delay for too long. Where the responsibility lies, I also ask the prince Haihan."
As soon as his voice fell, the lieutenant beside him stretched out his hand to take the letter.
Feng Qingbo retracted the letter with his backhand, his eyes were cold and stern, "Wei Zi, rush over!"
In order to check the tokens held by the people underneath, the guard opened a gap. At this time, Feng Qingbai gave an order to rush through the gate. It was too late for the guard to close the gate.
The inside and outside of the city gate merged into one, the sound of swords was endless, and the horse-drawn carriage rushed into the city, galloping fast.
Seeing that immediately after entering the city, Wei Zi and others stopped the guards for a while, then stopped fighting and turned to follow the carriage.
For the first time in decades, the streets of Yangzhou City have been marvelous.
A large carriage galloped ahead, and the gate guards ran and chased behind, creating a mammoth scene.
When the people in the city heard the movement, they all waited and watched. While being frightened, there were many discussions and many speculations.
There are more good people, and they ran behind the guards at the gate to see where they would chase, and how things would follow, and whether the guards could stop the am car, the people in the carriage What will end up and so on.
No one thought that the carriage would go straight to the Liangzhou Yamen.
Ma Song, the prefect of Liangzhou, rushed to hear the news, and saw the scene of two confrontational swords at the gate of the mansion. He heard the guard tell the story, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
As a minister of the East, he heard a lot about the rumors of the Nanling King, but he never had the opportunity to see it in person.
Unexpectedly, the first meeting would be like this, if the man in the car was really Nanling King Feng Qingbai.
At this moment, a slender palm protruded from the car curtain and lifted the car curtain to reveal a purple brocade.
The man stepped out of the carriage in the eyes of everyone, and Ma Song had already believed most of it, and he was undoubtedly the King of Nanling.
And he privately thought that in the whole world, probably no one had the courage to pretend to be King Nanling.
Immediately behind King Nanling came down, there were young women who were simply dressed but elegant and dignified, and three little dolls.
It should have always been Princess Nanling and their children.
"Ma Song, the prefect of Liangzhou, has seen King Nanling and Princess Nanling!—"