The Legend of Chu Qiao: Division 11’s Princess Agent

Chapter 99

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This statement is not false, the assassination groups of the Datong Guild hidden in various places in Daxia have been dispatched one after another, beheading the governors of the prefectures and towns who had participated in the mass strangulation. Within two days, there were more than 30 people in the death list of first-level officials reported to the empire from various places.

In an instant, the scouts and pursuers sent from all over the country withdrew one after another, and Yanbei's powerful strength made everyone feel terrified. He Yan Xun may not have the strength to fight against the entire Great Xia, but he definitely has the ability to destroy a province, a county, and even kill himself without knowing it. God knows when the catastrophe is approaching, will the empire be like this I usually stood by and watched, but who can guarantee that the blind man who told the fortune at the door, the aunt who was selling pancakes at the corner of the street, the new young man at home, and the concubine who just entered the mansion on the bed were not sent by the big peers to take my head assassin

One thing more is worse than one thing less. It is good to make contributions, but compared with this, what is more important is one's own life.

Of course Chu Qiao didn't know that the situation at the rear had changed so drastically at the moment the ship sailed. She lay quietly in the cabin, waiting for her injury to recover, thinking hard about what Tang Xia's marriage would bring to Yan Bei. What kind of political malpractices come. She hoped that after entering Tangjing with the fleet, she would turn south and return to Yanbei quickly along the waterway, so as to discuss this matter with Yan Xun.

She didn't know what kind of wind and rain would be waiting ahead. That prosperous and beautiful thousand-year-old capital slowly opened its huge mouth like a huge net, engulfing all the forces in the world. Among them, a huge storm gradually invaded, and the warm wind mixed with the smell of Bian Tang pollen and rouge slowly blew from the south, making people's bones crispy and numb accidentally, especially indulging in it unconsciously.

Two days later, Zhuge Yue reorganized his troops, left Xianyang City, entered Baizhi Pass, and set foot on the land of Bian Tang.

At the same time, a group of people quietly left Yanbei and came quickly towards the southeast of the Simon Continent, with rolling horseshoes and flying dust.

The drama of Zhenhuang Emperor's Capital, which was interrupted because of Yanbei's independence, will finally resume in Bian Tang's capital and continue to be staged.

As night fell, lights were lit on the boat, and the whole boat was brightly lit from a distance. The cliffs and mountains on both sides of the strait are cut like knives, and the cliffs are towering. Occasionally, goshawks with huge wings fly away from the night, making sharp whistles, and flying away in the distance.

In the dark and narrow cabin, the girl's shallow breathing was right next to her ear, and there was only a narrow aisle in the middle. Liang Shaoqing tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Suddenly, his elbow hurt and he slammed heavily against the cabin wall.

"Can't sleep because of excitement?"

The girl's voice faintly rang beside her ears, and Liang Shaoqing rubbed his elbows while defending, "I'm hot, I can't sleep because of the heat."

Chu Qiao laughed lightly, and didn't bother to expose him. She leaned against the head of the bed and said, "I can't sleep either, nerd, raise the curtains, it's very stuffy here."

Hearing this, Liang Shaoqing sat up and lifted the curtain in front of the window. The moonlight outside the window was like silver, pouring in faintly, and the thin girl's thin cheeks were all white. Chu Qiao looked out, her eyes were dark and her eyelashes were long, like the wings of a butterfly. Liang Shaoqing looked at her and was stunned for a moment.

"Nerd, what are you looking at?"

Chu Qiao frowned and reprimanded lightly. Liang Shaoqing's face turned red all of a sudden, and after muttering for a long time, she finally said, "I'm thinking, thinking, wondering where you are from."

Chu Qiao frowned, looked at him sideways, and said, "How long have you known each other, and you've been asking people the bottom line, are you very familiar?"

Liang Shaoqing was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "We can be regarded as life-and-death friends, so why don't you ask where your family lives?"

"That's good," Chu Qiao turned over and lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, and said with a faint smile, "You should report yourself first."

"I am from Shangyu, Chaoyang County, Great Xia."

"Chaoyang Shangyu?" Chu Qiao frowned slightly, and said slowly: "Your surname is Liang, so who is Liang Yutang?"

Liang Shaoqing was overjoyed and said, "It's my father. Why, have you heard of it?"

Chu Qiao opened her eyes, turned her head, looked Liang Shaoqing up and down, frowned and asked, "Is he really your father?"

"Yeah," Liang Shaoqing said with a happy smile when he met an old acquaintance in a foreign land, "Why, isn't it like?"

Chu Qiao shook her head: "It's not like that."

Liang Shaoqing touched her head and smiled naively: "Hehe, my mother said the same."

"Your father is alert and tactful. He has made a lot of achievements in Shangyu. The small Shangyu County is an important food and trade town in the south. The Liang family in Shangyu is also a wealthy party. With his mind, how could he give birth to someone like you? son?"

"There is a specialization in art. My father and I have different hobbies. What's so strange?" Liang Shaoqing frowned slightly after speaking, and looked over suspiciously: "How do you know my father so well? Xiao Qiao, who are you? Where did you come from? Why did those government officials hunt you down?"

Chu Qiao said with a natural expression: "I also heard it from hearsay, so I just remembered this point casually. Although you and I don't know each other very well, you also know my character. I offended the government and had to keep my name anonymous. Please help me cover it up."

Chu Qiao spoke so politely, but Liang Shaoqing felt a little at a loss, patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, I promise I won't say anything."

The night wind blows softly, the curtains of the small windows flip up and down slightly, the moon is as cool as water, the river is pulsating, and the big boat is slowly moving forward on the river, swaying gently. Chu Qiao leaned on the bed, eyes half-closed, and looked outside silently. The nerves that had been tense for many days slowly relaxed. She had forgotten how long it had been since she left Zhenhuang City and left the city without such leisure and tranquility. That huge cage, even on the way to escape, she felt that her life became brighter and brighter, even the wind blowing around was warm.

"Little Qiao?" Liang Shaoqing called softly, "Little Qiao?"

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"What are you singing?"

Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment: "What am I singing? Did I sing?"

"Sing, you are humming, it sounds very good, I have never heard it before."

Suddenly, her cheeks became hot. This girl, who did not change her face when she went to battle, was caught humming unconsciously, but she couldn't hide her embarrassment. She said softly, "It's a ditty from my hometown."

Liang Shaoqing happily propped up her upper body, lay down on the bed, and said with a smile, "Can you sing me another song, okay?"

Chu Qiao shook her head and declined, "I don't sing very well."

"It sounds good," Liang Shaoqing continued stubbornly, "Just sing one, okay?"

"It's all slang ditty, you won't like it."

"How do you know I don't like it?" Liang Shaoqing frowned, and came up with a special excuse ingeniously: "Just treat it as an apology from me, you caused me to lose my luggage and clothes, and now I'm being captured as a slave, you Can't you just sing a song to make it up to me?"

Chu Qiao frowned: "You are such a big man, thank you for thinking of this reason."

"Little Qiao, sing a song, I won't be able to fall asleep anyway."

Chu Qiao took a deep breath, a little nervous, and whispered: "Then, then I will sing?"

"Sing, let's sing." Liang Shaoqing encouraged her quickly.

Chu Qiao opened her mouth a few times, but she still couldn't sing, frowning depressedly: "I haven't sung for more than ten years."

Liang Shaoqing pouted: "Ten years, how old are you this year?"

Chu Qiao knew that she had made a mistake, and became angry from embarrassment: "Are you listening or not?"

"Listen, isn't this waiting for you?"

"Then I sang." The girl cleared her throat, and then a hoarse voice sounded slowly, as gentle as a mulberry leaf in autumn, in the silent night.

"I know, I've always known, you're over there.

In the silence of the lights, in the bleakness of the world, on the high cliff coast where the waves splash.

We said we were going to hold hands together in the dark.

Hold up our sunny day amidst the scorn and blank eyes of the world.

There are white pigeons grazing horses and green grasslands,

There are mountains, rivers, lakes, seas and high blue sky,

Where the sun never glared,

The night there is full of stars.

I know, I've always known, you're over there.

On the top of the green hills, in the green grassland, waiting for me to come back to you.

You once said, open your eyes bravely.

Look at the bright sun ahead.

I know that the future is full of ups and downs.

I understand that there will be no interruption in the future.

No matter how big the storm is, I am never afraid to close my eyes,

Because I know you're right there.

As the night fell, there was a faint wind blowing through the cabin, Chu Qiao's voice was like warm spring water, slowly washing the icy cabin. Liang Shaoqing didn't speak for a long time. The young man opened his eyes wide and looked at this side in the dark, meditating quietly, without saying a word for a long time.

There was the sound of wheels rolling across the deck and creaking sounds outside the window, Chu Qiao looked out, but saw a white shadow flashing past at the corner of the cabin.

The night falls, covering the surrounding fields, the river is long, and all sounds are silent.

The doctor of Zhan's family is really clever. Within three days, Chu Qiao's wound has healed. The old doctor gave her medicine to feel the pulse. Naturally, he knew that she was a daughter. The old man was very considerate and didn't say it. He gave her a bottle of ointment for promoting muscle growth and removing scars, and carefully told her the method to use.

On this day, when the boat arrived at the Meicheng Wharf, it was not completely dark yet, and the boatmen disembarked to rest. Many local officials gathered on both sides of the strait, apparently to welcome the Zhan family's fleet. The crowd was surging and it was very lively. Chu Qiao looked out of the window, only looked at it for a while, then slowly frowned, Liang Shaoqing knelt on the bed, stepped forward and asked in bewilderment: "Little Qiao, what's wrong?"

Chu Qiao stretched out her hand, pointed at the crowd in front of her, and said, "Look, the people who came here are not only small officials below the eighth rank, but also the staff masters of various families. Meicheng is also an important town for water transportation. How can there be even a decent town?" It seems that our new master’s background is not very optimistic, at least, it is far from reaching the point of bringing hundreds of servants with him when he travels casually.”