Although the mountain road is rugged, Shang Yunze's mount is a good desert horse, and its foot strength is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary horses. Mu Qingshan was held tightly in his arms, and he could only feel the wind blowing in his ears. After about an hour, Shang Yunze put him down from the horse: "Let's rest for a while."
"It's still in the mountains." Mu Qingshan looked around, "Is it not easy to find someone here?"
"If you hide in the mountains, it's not easy to find." Shang Yunze said, "But looking at the ruts on this road, the other party should want to get out of the mountain and escape as soon as possible. There is only one road here. As long as you can catch up, you will definitely Gained."
Mu Qingshan said: "It would be great if we can really rescue Pan Zhen."
"Since the other party didn't kill her, it means there is still some use, so don't worry too much." Shang Yunze pulled him to sit under the tree, "Tell me, if there is no such thing, how would you plan to celebrate my birthday? "
"Huh?" Mu Qingshan thought for a while, "I will cook for you."
"Only this?" Shang Yunze patted his head.
"Yes, only this." Mu Qingshan nodded seriously.
"Lie." Shang Yunze moved closer to him, "My face turned red."
"No." Mu Qingshan insisted.
"Really?" Shang Yunze kissed him.
Mu Qingshan pushed the person away, and said fiercely: "Hurry up!"
"If you don't rest, it will rest." Shang Yunze rubbed the mane of the horse next to him, "Don't worry, if it runs, it will not be comparable to the other party's poor horse driving, and it will not delay things."
Mu Qingshan said: "That's not allowed to kiss."
"You are not allowed to kiss now, but when you kiss in the future, you will have to pay more interest." Shang Yunze reminded leisurely.
Mu Qingshan: "..."
No one said that.
Shang Yunze moved his face closer.
Mu Qingshan slapped his hands.
Shang Yunze was amused: "You even dare to beat your own husband?"
"I'll hit you!" Mu Qingshan dragged him to stand up, urging, "Hurry up, hurry up!"
Shang Yunze sighed deeply, hugged him and jumped onto the horse again.
Since they got married, they have changed from a blushing little wood to a blushing and fierce little wood.
The carriage bumped forward on the hillside, and a woman in her thirties was tied hands and feet in the carriage, her face haggard and pale.
There were two men driving the car, and one of them lifted the curtain to take a look, and then said to his accomplice, "Lie still, don't worry about it, then our work will be in vain."
"Don't worry, women who do rough work in rural areas are not officials, so they are so delicate." Another person said, "I can't die."
"Otherwise, find a small place to rest for a few days." The man was still worried.
"It's too late to hurry, so there is no time to rest for a few days." The other person shook his head, "You are too timid. If you want me to say that she is dying and half dead, it is a good thing. If she is dragged like she was just tied Shouting, you and I should really have a headache."
"I'm afraid that something will happen to her." The man said, "After spending so much effort, if I bring back a corpse, I'm afraid the master will kill you and me."
The two talked to each other outside, and although the woman inside closed her eyes and pretended to be unconscious, she was extremely anxious in her heart—she was Pan Zhen, the proprietress of Huaihua Bread Shop. A few days ago, Yang Dafu was not at home, and he was very happy to see these two people coming to the door and asking for a high price to buy the method of making military rations, but he was kidnapped not long after, and he was tied up and he didn't know where to take them.
The carriage moved forward for a while, and finally stopped. The two found a shady place and opened their bags to eat dry food, and took another piece of cake into the carriage: "Eat it."
Pan Zhen ouch, groaned in a low voice.
The man untied the rope from her hand: "Be honest, don't cry anymore!"
"You guys let me go back." Pan Zhen was dying, "The secret recipe is the one I told you that day, there is nothing wrong with it."
"The secret recipe is naturally not as good as the proprietress's door-to-door teaching." The man said, "Don't worry, as long as we master the method, we will definitely let you back."
Pan Zhen didn't speak any more, holding the dry biscuit with both hands, biting down with difficulty.
Seeing that she finally calmed down, the man also got out of the carriage and went to the fire to help heat the hot water—both of them are martial arts practitioners, so naturally he wouldn't worry that a woman would escape.
After eating most of the dry biscuits, Pan Zhen carefully opened the curtain of the car, and saw the two sitting around the fire boiling water, without paying attention. So he secretly untied the rope on his leg, and quietly sat on the driver's seat.
Although she is a woman from a small village in the countryside, she has never seen any big world, but she also knows that if she seeks to usurp the throne, she will implicate the whole family. Listening to the two chatting outside the carriage these days, I also vaguely guessed something—otherwise, why should I store up the marching rations? The storyteller said that most of the people who want to rebel are ruthless. If I teach them, there is absolutely no possibility of them surviving. It is better to fight to the death and have a chance.
"Hey! What are you doing!" The man caught a glimpse of her movement out of the corner of his eye, and immediately ran over with a knife in his hand.
Pan Zhen gritted her teeth and slammed down the whip vigorously: "Drive!"
The horses were grazing, and they were startled by their ears suddenly, so they spread their hooves and ran forward. Pan Zhen was knocked dizzy on top of her, and one of them accidentally screamed and rolled from the cart go down.
"You bastard!" The two men strode forward and lifted her up from the collar, "How dare you play tricks with me?!"
Knowing that there was no hope of escape, Pan Zhen hugged his hand in desperation, lowered her head and bit down hard.
The man gasped, and just as he raised his hand to draw it down, his left arm suddenly felt numb.
An azure figure descended from the sky, and the sword light flashed blindingly. The two men only felt a blur before their eyes, and they flew backwards, smashing heavily on the rocks.
"Sister, are you alright?" Shang Yunze carefully helped Pan Zhen up.
Mu Qingshan also ran forward with small steps.
"I'm fine." Pan Zhen was still in shock, but after realizing it she was overjoyed, "Thank you hero for saving me."
"It's just a matter of duty." Shang Yunze smiled, "Besides, only if the boss's wife is rescued, can Boss Yang make pastries for my wife to eat."
Mu Qingshan: "..."
"The head of the house is here too?" Pan Zhen hurriedly looked around.
"Boss Yang is in Panjia Town, so he didn't come with us." Shang Yunze said, "If he knows that the boss's wife is safe and sound, he will definitely be overjoyed."
The two men were lying on the ground moaning, already unable to move. Mu Qingshan asked: "Why did they arrest you?"
"It's amazing." Mentioning this matter, Pan Zhen lowered her voice, "These people are rebels."
"Oh?" Shang Yunze raised his eyebrows, "How did the proprietress know?"
"They arrested me to teach them how to make marching rations." Pan Zhen said, "I kept saying on the way that I should go to the Great Kun City in the East China Sea earlier so as not to delay things."
"Big Kun City?" Shang Yunze was a little surprised when he heard the words.
Mu Qingshan also exchanged glances with him. The Great Kun City is an important pass for the Chu State Navy. More than 20 years ago, King Daming led troops to garrison it, but now it is under the jurisdiction of Chu Heng.
The person who originally thought it was Qingqiu again, but now it seems that Chu Heng is secretly manipulating it
"Forget it, let's go back first." Shang Yunze said, "Now the lady boss is safe and sound, the kidnappers have been caught, and the matter in Panjia Town is temporarily over. After returning to Wangcheng, I will inform the adults about this before discussing it."
"En." Mu Qingshan helped to tie up the two and throw them into the carriage, and they went back to Pan's Town together.
When Yang Dafu met Pan Zhen and his wife, he wept with joy. In order to avoid being coveted by thieves again, Shang Yunze sent his subordinates to secretly send them to a business in Tengyunbao, Central Plains, where they started a new life incognito. He and Mu Qingshan brought the two men back to the royal city.
In the dead of night, Wufeng and Wuying leaned on the tree and stared at the mass grave from a distance. Time passed bit by bit, seeing that the east was gradually starting to light up, but there was still no movement in the mass grave, so I couldn't help but sigh—I was afraid that there would be nothing like last night.
On the other side, the members of the Royal Forest Army were also lurking secretly, paying attention to every movement around them.
"Commander Xiang." One of them whispered, "There seems to be some movement."
Xiang Lie regained his energy and looked in his direction, only to see a person standing up in the dead silent mass grave.
Wufeng deduced it, and it happened to be the direction where the jugglers were dumped.
After the figure stood up, he shook his head vigorously, and then hurried out. The steps were a little faltering, almost rolling and crawling.
Wuying shook his head inwardly, at least he still had a few accomplices by his side, but they didn't even look for them, and just ran away by themselves.
The two royal guards followed secretly.
"Go." Wufeng said, "Be careful, do everything according to the master's instructions."
Wuying jumped up, his body bones were extremely light, and his night clothes disappeared into the night in an instant.
After a while, another person got up, and it should be the tallest man. Compared with the previous man, he was more loyal. Instead of running away immediately, he searched for his companions in the mass grave by the faint moonlight.
As the sky became brighter, it became easier to find someone. Later, two more people were awakened, and they seemed to be talking to each other in a foreign language.
Wufeng took a closer look at those people, and found that only the thin Central Plains man was missing—it should be the one who ran away first.
After a brief discussion, the three men of different races stumbled down the mountain road and ran down the mountain. Xiang Lie personally led people to follow behind, and Wu Feng also followed behind, wanting to see who the other party was looking for.
Or, just run away.