The village was quiet except for some light coming from the window of a large tile-roofed house, and there were many officers and soldiers patrolling around.
Chen Xuan found the right opportunity and sneaked into the tile-roofed house quietly, and saw a man in brocade clothes sitting with his back to the window.
After waiting for a while, the man in brocade clothes stood up and walked back and forth in the room.
This person is exactly the man in brocade robes that I saw during the day. His expression and behavior are full of magnificence, and he doesn't look like an ordinary person.
Chen Xuan waited for him to turn around, gently lifted the window pane, and jumped in.
When the official heard the wind behind him, his face darkened, he turned around suddenly, waved his left arm horizontally, and when he turned around, the ten fingers of his hands were like two eagle claws, and he thrust forward, which turned out to be a powerful "Eagle Claw Technique".
Chen Xuan was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that this Mongolian official had some skills, so he ducked sideways between his hands.
The officer "swish, swish, swish" and grabbed him several times, but he avoided it lightly.
When he was young, the official had been taught by a famous master from the Eagle Claw Sect, and he boasted that he had great martial arts skills, but after fighting Yang Guo for several moves, he was completely unable to use his hands or feet.
Seeing that he was still trying to make a move, Chen Xuan turned sideways and pressed his shoulder blade with one hand. His inner force penetrated his shoulder and back, and he shouted.
"sit down!"
The man was aroused by the internal force, and his knees felt weak. He couldn't help but slumped on the ground. He looked at Chen Xuan in surprise and asked after a long while.
"Who are you? What are you here for?"
Chen Xuan smiled and asked, "What is your name? What do you do?"
Seeing that he was good at martial arts, the man in brocade hesitated for a moment and then said frankly.
"Xiaguan Yelu Jin."
It turned out that he was the son of the Mongolian Prime Minister Yelu Chucai.
Yelu Chucai assisted Genghis Khan and Wo Kuotai to pacify the four directions, and made outstanding achievements. Therefore, Yelu Jin was not very young, but he had already served as the official envoy of Bianliang.
This time he went south to Bianliang to take up his post.
Chen Xuan didn't understand what the official position of Bianliang Economic Envoy was, so he just nodded perfunctorily and casually reported Yang Guo's name.
Yelu Jin said, "I don't know why I have offended Yang Yingxiong. I am really confused. But Yang Yingxiong has a request, please give me orders."
Chen Xuan smiled and said: "There is nothing to offend. I just want to ask Lord Yelu to do a small favor."
"A little favor?" Yelujin asked tentatively.
Chen Xuan smiled, ran out again quietly, and led Lu Wushuang in.
"This is my wife"
Then he added: "We two want to take refuge with you, sir, and be your attendants."
Yelujin was startled and said hurriedly, "Yang Yingxiong was joking. If you have any orders, just tell me."
Chen Xuan said straightforwardly, "We have a very powerful enemy who is chasing us all the way. We can't defeat her, so we want to pretend to be your bodyguard and hide from her for the time being."
Yelujin was disappointed in his heart, but smiled on the surface.
"It's useless to think that two people with this level of martial arts are just enemies. If they have a large number of people, I can recruit brave soldiers and put them at my disposal."
Chen Xuan said, "Even I can't beat her, so don't bother me. Just tell the attendants as soon as possible to bring us clothes to change."
He said these words in a very relaxed and easy-going manner, but there was a hint of threat.
Yelu Jinlian claimed that it was.
They set off early the next morning. Yang Guo and Lu Wushuang rode in a sedan together, carried by sedan bearers, while Yelu Jin was still on horseback.
At noon, I could faintly hear the sound of a cowbell, approaching from far away, and passed by a group of people.
Lu Wushuang was overjoyed and thought to himself, "It seems that this idiot really has some brains. This method really works. It seems that my senior sisters don't want to provoke these officers and soldiers."
Li Mochou usually stopped people on the road to question them when she met them, but these Mongolian officers and soldiers were involved a lot and she didn't want to provoke them easily.
This gave Chen Xuan and Lu Wushuang a chance to fish in troubled waters and escape with their lives.
In the next few days, the bells of the little flower donkey where Li Mochou was sitting were no longer heard. I guess Li Mochou had gone far away.
Without the threat of Li Mochou, Chen Xuan and Lu Wushuang were riding in the same sedan chair, so naturally they had no choice but to tease her secretly.
While leisurely joking, the group arrived at the important town between Qin and Bian.
Longju Village.
Rumor has it that the war horses here are very good, and they are known as dragon colts. They have always been an important place for supporting the Sixteen States of Yanyun.
However, after the lands in the north were lost, Longju Village, which used to raise horses, also became lonely. Now it no longer raises horses, and it has simply become a market town that travels from north to south.
Although Yelu Jin was threatened by Chen Xuan, he had learned the Eagle Claw Kung Fu since he was a child and admired Chen Xuan, a master of martial arts in the Central Plains, so he had long since settled the differences with him and would often ask him for advice.
As soon as the group arrived at Longju Village, Yelu Jin rushed over to ask for martial arts lessons.
For a moment, Lu Wushuang was so frightened that he ran out with a blushing face.
"Yang Yingxiong...this..."
"It's nothing, she's just a delicate girl." Chen Xuan walked out of the room leisurely and was about to make a few casual remarks.
Outside the courtyard, a guard could be heard running in quickly and saying respectfully.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Jingli has sent a letter from home."
Yelu Jin originally wanted to go directly to receive the messenger, but then he thought about it and did not want to miss the opportunity to consult with Chen Xuan.
While the two were hesitating, the door curtain suddenly lifted, and a man came in with a smile and said.
"Jin'er, you didn't expect me to come, did you?"
When Yelujin saw the visitor, he was surprised and happy. He hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, "Dad, why are you here?!"
The old man smiled and said, "Can't I come?"
That man was Yelu Jin's father, the Prime Minister of Mongolia, Yelu Chucai.
Chen Xuan has been traveling south with Yelu Jin these days. He has sorted out and deduced the original plot and roughly knows who Yelu Jin is.
This Yelu Jin has a younger brother, who is Huang Rong's son-in-law in the original plot and the husband of his eldest daughter Guo Fu, Yelu Qi.
Yelujin also has a younger sister named Yeluyan.
Of course, what Chen Xuan cared about most was not the three brothers and sisters of the Yelu family. What he cared about most happened to be the uninvited old man in front of him.
This man is the most powerful Prime Minister of Mongolia, with a reputation of tens of thousands of miles, below one person and above ten thousand people today.
As a villain, Chen Xuan is used to strategizing behind the scenes, so what he pays attention to is not the heroes, but the forces they are in.
And now Yelu Jin's father, Yelu Chucai, is undoubtedly an important stepping stone to the Mongol Empire.
Chen Xuan secretly took a look at Yelu Chucai, and saw that he was not particularly old, about forty or fifty years old, with an elegant appearance, and a hint of kindness in his majesty. He really looked like a dragon or a tiger.
Just when Chen Xuan was tentatively trying to make friends, he suddenly noticed a strange bald man following Yelu Chucai.
His face was thin, and a purple-black scorpion tattoo extended from the top of his head to his chin, almost covering most of his face.
This weird outfit makes it difficult for people not to notice.