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Volume 1: Covering the Sky with One Hand

"It is difficult outside the fortress, and rogue bandits have harassed our people in Dazheng all year round." Cui Yingong said with some pride, "Cui went to help the soldiers at the frontier for the sole purpose of making contributions and protecting his family and country."

"A man should be like this." Chen Jinqiu put his fingers out of his sleeves and pointed at Cui Yingong's armor, "A man should be like Cui Yingong!"

Cui Yingong was very pleased with what he heard. He laughed loudly and said, "By the honor of your Lord, before I left, I had a letter with Lord Chen. It was originally intended to be given to Lord Tingweizheng, but now Lord Chen Qiusheng needs to keep it."

To frighten the unruly people in Yanzhou. Unfortunately, this letter can only be handed over to Chen Sanye."

The three heroes of the Chen family are divided into the first, second, and third in Chongdu. Cui Yingong has been in command of the Chongdu Imperial Guard all year round. He has privately addressed Chongdu officials with such precious names. He is flattering them.

"Then I will accept it on behalf of my brother." Chen Jinqiu took the letter and raised his head and asked, "This letter..."

"This is what Da Sikong has written." Cui Yingong whispered in a flash, then straightened up and clasped his fists, "My lord, I saw on the road that military affairs are back again, and my captain is about to leave now. Goodbye."

Chen Jinqiu bowed his hands and said goodbye. He opened the letter and read it carefully.

In the letter, Pang Boyi praised Chen Qiusheng's fair trial and stated that he would advise His Majesty to seek rewards for him.

But Chen Jinqiu had already distrusted Pang Boyi after being pointed out by Chen Qiusheng. He knew that the more beautiful the praise in the letter, the more Pang Boyi hated the Chen family in his heart.

After all, the empty treasury couldn't afford to wait. Without the port trade of Yanzhou and other shipping routes to Kyushu, Pang Boyi's every day would be like a year.

He won't give up!

Chen Jinqiu put the letter in his sleeve and watched the orderly military column turning to the northeastern road. Then he got into the carriage with the help of a servant, and the motorcade set off again.

The two teams crossed each other and in the prison car, Jiang Zimo's turbid eyes glanced at the passing soldiers unintentionally.

Sudden--

As if he saw something, he rushed forward suddenly, holding the pillar with both arms, and stared at one of the people in the team in horror.

The man was wearing an ordinary soldier's uniform, with a sword across his waist and a helmet on his head. The soldier looked at Jiang Zimo who was passing by, quietly clasped his fists with his hands, and bowed slightly to Jiang Zimo.

Jiang Zimo murmured in surprise: "Baichuan..."

Jiang Baichuan, who was dressed in military uniform, turned around and saw that the team had passed through more than half of the group in a blink of an eye and had reached the end.

At the rear of the army, a man stood tall and straight on his horse. He was unusually strong and strong, holding a whip in his hand and cracking it in the air.

Snap!

"Follow up, keep up!" Black Bear galloped past, his thick voice sounding like thunder, "Damn it, don't fall behind!"

At the end of Chen Jinqiu's motorcade, a carriage passed by Black Bear's horse. In the prison car covered by canvas, a person heard Black Bear's words and suddenly burst into low manic laughter.

A corner of the canvas swayed in the wind, and in the exposed gap, a large hand wearing a heavy shackle was holding on to a wooden pillar, and an old eye was illuminated by the morning light.

"son."

The voice was low and hoarse, and revealed incomparable weakness.

The voice paused for a moment, stared at the black bear's retreating figure, and spoke gently.

"Don't be afraid."



Chapter 32

The road is so long...

So long...

The wheels of the car were rolling, and the dull creaking sound made the heart that wanted to be quiet more and more restless.

There is no water here, it is dry, sultry, and pitch black. The cool breeze blowing through the gaps is getting hotter and hotter. Why? Because the blood is boiling, and the locked Pipa bones make a crisp sound. That is the bones roaring, trying to break free.

shackles.

His thick, calloused palms were clinging to the wooden pillar, and his old eyes were filled with endless longing, watching the scenery passing by along the way.

He breathed and smelled the fragrance of green grass. He looked up and saw that the sky was slightly gloomy, with clouds covering the sky, and the gray was tinged with rich black.

It's going to rain.

The old bear stared at the sky with satisfaction, nodded slowly, and said to himself: "It's going to rain."

He missed the feeling of being in the water. The underwater world could slow down everything. In such a quiet environment, he could only hear his own voice.

The old bear closed his eyes, the low thunder echoed in his ears, and he recalled the feeling of being in the water in his mind.

Fire, there was fire everywhere. The old bear did not remember the feeling of water. The lifelike scene was surrounded by fire.

Hot flames burned up the eaves, and the flaming curtains fluttered in the air.

The figure was surrounded by firelight, and Old Xiong frowned in pain. He didn't want to see the face clearly, but the voice still echoed in his heart.

"What do you want?" The figure twisted and swayed in the fire, "I can give it to you."

The old bear saw his young self in the twisted fire, with a strong body and a head as tall as a barrier, holding a knife in his hand and looking at the man in the flames.

"I want glory and wealth!" The young old bear spread his arms as if to embrace the world, "For the rest of my life!"

"Hahahaha." The man in the flames laughed wildly, "So simple?"

Old Xiong Handao pointed directly at the woman huddled in the corner, grinned with white teeth, and said savagely: "I still want her!"

"Here! I'll give you whatever you want!" The man said proudly, then raised his arm and lowered his long finger to point at the ground, "Bow your head and I will do what you wish!"

Boom!

There was a thunder in the sky, and the prison car shook violently, and the old bear woke up from the pain.

The guard galloped over, tightened the reins, and said, "What's going on?"

"Gentleman, it looks like a flat road, but it collapsed suddenly for some reason." The servant pointed at the big hole under the carriage and said complainingly, "No, the prisoners in this prison cart are too heavy, and the wheels of the carriage are stuck.

Already."

The drizzle fell and beat against the solid, thick soil.

The guard rode his horse closer to take a closer look. He held his chin and thought for a moment, then said, "Send someone to push the cart together. I will go ahead and report to Mr. Chen."

The servant wiped his sweat and nodded, and then summoned several accompanying servants to support the prison cart and push the cart together. However, the old bear and the prison cart were surprisingly heavy, and the four servants worked together, but the prison cart sank deeper and deeper as it swayed.

"What happened behind the scenes?" Chen Jinqiu opened the curtain and looked behind him and asked, "Is there anything unusual?"

"My lord, the prison cart is too heavy and the road has collapsed." The guard galloped forward on horseback. He wiped the raindrops dripping from the brim of his hat. "I have sent someone to push the cart. It will take a while. Sir, please come down."

Take a rest."

"It's going to rain on this hazy day. It doesn't matter if I wait for the rough skin." Houde bowed his waist and raised his sleeves to wipe the rain off his face, "But the second master's car behind him is still icy."

Chen Jinqiu was also worried about this. He looked at the valet in front of the car window and asked: "How long does it take to get to the nearest inn from here?"

The servant rubbed his temples with his index finger, thinking, and estimated, "It has to be half a day's journey. The convoy is crowded with people and there are many objects, so we can arrive at about this time."

Chen Jinqiu was in trouble. He sighed, lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, and said to the guards: "You are sending a few guards to push the cart together. You must be quick and don't waste time."

The guards ordered several people to be pointed out, and Yuanji, who was disguised as a guard, was also among them.

The guard rode very fast, and when he went straight to the back, he saw that the four servants were all sweating profusely from exhaustion, and even after shouting for a long time, they were unable to push the prison car any further.

As the rain got heavier, Yuan Ji got off his horse and walked closer to look at the wheel. He frowned slightly, then leaned over and touched the mud with his fingers. When he rubbed it with both fingers, doubt appeared on his face.

Although it was the Grain Rain solar term and it was a hazy and rainy day, from Yanzhou to now, the road where the horses ran would be filled with dust, but the mud under the prison car was actually wet, and filled with a coolness unique to the mountain forest.

This is not watered by rain, it is like water from springs in the mountains.

But there are no streams around, and the rest of the ground is dry, but here...

Yuanji kept an eye on it and was vigilant.

"Get on the trolley, sir. You are in a hurry." The guard called to his colleagues, "Hurry, hurry."

Several guards, who were strong and strong, pressed on the edge of the car and were about to exert force, when suddenly a loud neighing of horses came from the side road!

Everyone looked sideways and saw a horse pulling a cart rushing towards the prison car like crazy. Everyone was startled. The guards pushed the people to hide in the grass. Soon they saw the horse passing straight towards the prison car.

The prison van crashed!

With a bang, the horse fell down on its side, splashing a little bit of wet mud. The cart was stuck in the prison cart, and half of the wheels were idling with a creaking sound.

Everyone looked around at each other, and then they all let out a sigh of relief.

At the same time, several strong men on horseback suddenly came running from the side road.

When they got close, one of them clasped his fists first and said in a loud voice: "Are you all okay? I'm really sorry. This horse suddenly went crazy and rushed out of the team. I chased it all the way."

Yuan Ji looked at these strong men, and saw that they were all tall and tall, wearing thin cotton red cedar, and all had various weapons on their waists, including knives, swords, two-handed hammers, and one of them was holding a red tassel gun.

The guard cursed in his heart, it was a coincidence, not to mention the rain, the cart was stuck with the prison cart, and most of the wheels were stuck in the mud. Not to mention pushing, at least eight or nine strong men were required to lift it.

The guard was furious. He glared at the strong man and cursed: "Sangmenxing, can't even control a horse? This is a good time. Look, they are blocking our way. What's the matter?"

"Hey, when you are out, you can make money by being friendly. It's unexpected that this horse goes crazy. Why are you so angry at me?" The strong man didn't have a good temper. "If you have the ability, you can follow Ma Pingli!"

"Your horse, I'm the one taking control here and there, so how can you refute me?" The guard pointed at the prison car angrily, "Push the car out, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

"Oh, I've traveled all over the world and seen a lot of crooked people, but I've never seen one who is wicked and evil-hearted." The strong man winked at the people walking on the left and right, "Are you trying to show off to me?"

One of the guards pointed at the strong man and asked, "Where are you from when you speak so harshly?"

The strong man raised his hand and patted his thick chest, gave a thumbs up behind his shoulder, and said proudly: "Well, there are black and white roads inside and outside Menzhou. Have you ever heard of the name Changfeng Escort Agency?"

The guard sneered, squeezed out and said in a deep voice: "We are the guards under the right prisoner of Tingwei. I have never heard of this nonsense Changfeng Escort Bureau."

As soon as these words came out, several people behind the strong man looked at each other and shrank back in fear.

When the strong man heard this, his eyes widened immediately, and he opened his mouth and said in surprise: "Oh~ the co-author is still the military master. There is a misunderstanding. Don't be angry, military masters. I will help you carry out the car right away. Big

The water rushed into the Dragon King Temple, offended several people, and offended many."

Hearing the strong man's drastic change in his humble attitude, the guard immediately raised his hand arrogantly and said, "Then go ahead and delay us and other important things. I'll make you look good."

"Here!" the strong man straightened his neck and shouted, waving his hand, "I heard you, hurry up and get started!"

When several strong men heard this, they approached timidly. A few of them squeezed past the guards and held on to the edge of the car.

The strong man in front looked around, grinned and said: "Listen to my call, one, two - get up!"
Chapter completed!
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