A group of fake monks boarded the boat one after another, and several rows of armed imperial troops stood in the thick fog on the shore.

Gao Ming Louliang and the others did not dare to act rashly, so they held Zhao Runian hostage and looked around. At the end of the Xiangguo Temple Bridge was a tea house. He had come to sit there once and knew that there was a wooden window facing the river.

Gao Minglou could not guarantee whether there were any archers pointing their arrows at his head behind the wooden windows at this time, but he was certain that these people would not dare to act rashly.

First, the fog was too thick and it was difficult to see people three feet away.

Second, with Princess Fukang in their hands, they will definitely use the enemy as a weapon.

"Let's go." Gao Minglou ordered quietly, and looked at the frightened Princess Fukang with a mocking smile, "Don't be nostalgic. Since your father has another princess, you should feel free to go south with me.

go……"

"Woo...Woo..."

Zhao Runian choked with sobs.

Gao Minglou didn't have the patience to listen to her cry, even though she was a princess.

He took a look at the narrow cabin and the tank boat, which was clearly newly painted, and ordered his subordinates to look around, but found nothing out of the ordinary.

"sail."

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This type of tanker has decks at the bow and stern, and the hull is suspended to form an arched shed. It has few windows and is less comfortable, but it is easier to defend.

Gao Minglou arranged for manpower to be on guard and pushed Zhao Runian into the cabin.

The boat moved forward slowly, and no one was chasing it.

Zhao Runian kept crying, which made Gao Minglou upset, so he had her tied up and a piece of rag stuffed in her mouth, and she finally became quiet.

Gao Minglou rested his hands on the small wooden window of the cabin, looking at the night in the thick fog and the houses on both sides of the river, his brows furrowed and his eyes fierce.

"Young Master, the boat has left the East Water Gate and there is no one to stop it."

Gao Minglou slowly squinted his eyes: "The Imperial City Division is very cunning, don't take it lightly."

"yes."

The less movement there was, the more scared Gao Minglou was.

He pulled out his waist knife, slowly sat next to Zhao Runian, and sat down calmly, as if waiting for a result.

The palace has lost its princess, and there must have been a turmoil at this time.

How should Fu Jiuqu explain to his uncle the emperor?

Just now at the Daxiangguo Temple, Gao Minglou did not tell the public about the private matters with Fu Jiuqu. In addition to caring about Xin Yi at the Princess Mansion, the other thing was to leave a way out for himself...

But he believed that Fu Jiuqu would definitely catch up.

After leaving the city, the river became wider. As the sky was about to break, the thick fog gradually lifted. There were more and more ships doing business and transporting goods on the river.

Gao Minglou guessed which ship Fu Jiuqu would hide in, and did not dare to blink for a moment.

Zhao Runian was probably extremely tired, his face with tears on his face was tilted to one side, and he fell asleep in the cabin.

In the quiet cabin, the sound of the boat sailing across the water had an extraordinarily strange chill.

Gao Minglou frowned, and was about to turn around and tell his subordinates to be on guard when the ship suddenly swayed, followed by the sound of a sharp whistle. Gao Minglou opened the window and looked out, only to see several unflagging tankers heading toward them quickly.

The ship squeezed over.

Directly colliding with the ship? Is this Fu Jiuqu’s method?

Gao Minglou sneered, and without saying a word, he picked up Zhao Runian, who was not sleeping peacefully, and escorted him onto the deck. In this flash of lightning, several cannon boats had already crashed into them from all directions, surrounding them.

"Young Master, the people from the Imperial City Division are catching up."

Gao Minglou stood motionless and saw Fu Jiuqu appearing on the deck of the boat opposite, "You are indeed a villain who doesn't keep your word."

As soon as the blade of his sword was horizontal, Zhao Runian started to cry.

"Cousin...cousin, I'm scared..."

Fu Jiuqu said: "I said that you can't leave with the princess. I won't let you leave either."

Gao Minglou: "Do you think I have a good temper? I won't kill her?"

Fu Jiuqu said: "I know you dare to take action, but as a last resort, you will not choose to die together... Who is willing to die if there is a way to survive?"

"A way to survive?" Gao Minglou sneered: "Do you think I have any other way to survive?"

Fu Jiuqu: "Yes."

He walked forward without fear of the gangsters on the deck opposite. He straightened his back and stood at the front, calmly saying:

"I allowed you to leave Bianjing City and followed you all the way to the Bianhe River before intercepting the road. This is to give you a last chance to survive."

Bianjing is such a big city, and if something happens, it will be widely reported, but it is different on the Bianhe River.

At this time, the canal boat entered the middle of the river, and several canal boats were surrounded. The boats outside could not squeeze in at all. At most, they thought it was a quarrel between the boats, and they would not know what happened to the people on the boat or what they said.

.

But of course Gao Minglou would not be so naive, thinking that Fu Jiuqu would be willing to let him live after he kidnapped the princess.

"Don't waste any more time." Gao Minglou said impatiently: "You say so much and do so much, just to delay time and find the best rescue opportunity... However, it is a pity, Fu Jiuqu, you didn't

Here’s a chance to save her…”

He lowered his head and glanced at Zhao Runian, who was trembling with fear.

"This little princess must either leave or die. There is no other way."

Fu Jiuqu sighed slightly, "I asked you to leave before midnight last night to save trouble..."

He said it in an understatement, as if it was just a decision he made casually and just didn't want to "trouble".

Then there was another smile.

"Brother Minglou, have you ever thought about it? In fact, if you don't leave, no one can do anything to you? What Mr. Cao just said makes some sense. How can the diplomatic relations between the two countries break down so easily? In any case, you still

Prince Dongchuan of Dali."

Gao Minglou was slightly stunned.

Seeing him like this, Fu Jiuqu's lips curled up slightly.

"But I never thought that with your wisdom, you would choose the stupidest way - kidnapping the princess."

The first light of dawn breaks through the thick fog and shines on the bow of the ship.

Gao Minglou suddenly came back to his senses as if someone had suddenly woken him up.

Yes! His face is none other than Gao Minglou, the Prince of Dongchuan County of Dali Kingdom. Even if the Prime Minister of Dali comes to him in person, he is still the Prince of Dongchuan County.

Not to mention that they may not know who killed the eighty-three people, so what if it is confirmed that he killed the eighty-three Dali envoys? As long as Gao Xiangguo still recognizes his son, then he killed Dali people and he should be punished.

It is up to Gao Xiangguo to deal with these people. These people have nothing to do with the Song Dynasty. How can the Song Dynasty punish his crimes?

It was his subconscious identity recognition that made him feel guilty...

Fu Jiuqu said: "The Prince of Dongchuan County originally had a great chance of winning. It was just a personal grudge. I believe that Gao Xiangguo has great skills. After knowing for sure that your life is safe, he will be more happy than angry. There is a way to convince the King of Dali to prevent you from making an oversight.

sin."

Gao Minglou took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

What Fu Jiuqu said, he should have thought of it a long time ago. He should have thought of the method when Fu Jiuqu exposed his identity last night. What caused him to lose control?

This is Fu Jiuqu.

He was the one who deliberately guided him...

Let him run away, let him fear.

"The prince has good tricks." Gao Minglou finally understood and smiled bitterly, "Unfortunately, it's too late to wake up now."

There is no way that this matter of kidnapping the princess in Daxiangguo Temple will not spread.

There were so many imperial troops at that time, in addition to the people from the Imperial City Division, there were also the Palace Division, and even the uncle of the dynasty, Cao Yi, was present...

Gao Minglou glanced at the half-lit sky and the twinkling lanterns on the Bian River, and then lowered his voice.

"A man has no regrets in his actions. When I got to the Bian River, I never thought of looking back. Prince Guangling, please get out of the river, otherwise the little princess will be splashed with blood!"

His voice was scary, and before he heard "blood splattered on the spot", Zhao Runian's frightened cry was heard.

I saw the blade of his knife pressing down, as if he was going to peel off a piece of skin on Zhao Runian's neck.

The sharp pain made the little princess couldn't help but soften her legs...

With a "dang" sound, a saber slashed across Gao Minglou's arm. The saber fell to the ground immediately, and then he heard a short scream. Behind him, a man in monk's robes fell heavily.

The ground and ears flew out on the spot.

Blood splashed into the air.

"Chonglou, kill!"

Gao Minglou covered his injured arm and realized that at some point, the personal guards around him had actually been mixed with people from the Imperial City Division——
To be continued...