Lin Ziqing and his party traveled under the stars and night, and in less than three days, they were close to the border between Zhao and Yue.
At this time, everyone was riding horses on a winding forest path. Although they were still in strict discipline and highly vigilant, the trace of fatigue in their eyes still exposed everyone's current state.
Apparently, traveling for three consecutive days and nights, with only two hours of rest each night, made these hardened warriors a little exhausted.
However, seeing that the border between Zhao and Yue was getting closer and closer, and now it was less than half a day's journey, everyone felt a little more relaxed.
In the carriage, Liu Qianchou said with a smile on his face: "Thank you for your hard work, General Lin! You did not hesitate to put yourself in danger this time to save Qianchou from danger. After you return, Qianchou will definitely report it to Father Ming and let him treat you."
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"Your Highness, the Ninth Prince, is serious. This is all within the scope of his humble duties. How dare he ask for any reward? Moreover, we are still in the territory of Zhao State. It is too early to say that we are out of danger. Your Highness must not take it lightly!" Lin Ziqing lowered her head!
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"General Lin is thoughtful and thoughtful, and Qianchou admires it very much. I was originally an abandoned son of my father, and I have been alone and helpless for many years. This is the first time that someone has gone through life and death for me! General Lin's great kindness, Qianchou will remember it for the rest of his life, and he will not dare to forget it for a moment.
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After hearing this, Lin Ziqing frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "Your Highness is of royal blood and has a rich body. I saved Your Highness because I was loyal to the country of Yue. How can I talk about kindness and righteousness? Please don't mention it again!"
"Hahaha!" Liu Qianchou said with a hearty smile:
"I, Liu Qianchou, usually hate those secular etiquette the most. The most important thing for me to make friends is to be friendly. No matter what status I have, it is just a cloud! Although the general is a woman, in Liu's eyes, he is no less than a seven-foot man! If
General, I will not disapprove of you, I am willing to be sworn in with you, and from now on, we will share blessings and share hardships!"
These words were so heroic, especially coming from the mouth of a prince like Liu Qianchou, it really made people's hearts swell. Even though Lin Ziqing was usually taciturn, he was slightly moved by what he said.
Just when her lips moved slightly, about to say something, the carriage suddenly stopped and stopped without any warning.
The two people in the carriage were jolted. Lin Ziqing was the first to react and asked immediately:
"What's going on outside?"
"Report to your lord." Someone outside the carriage replied: "There is a beggar blocking the way ahead."
"beggar?"
Lin Ziqing frowned slightly and said, "Give him something to eat and send him away."
"Sir, this beggar is a bit special." The dead man outside the door hesitated and said, "He doesn't seem to be short of food. In fact, he is eating noodles at the intersection right now."
"What?"
Lin Ziqing opened the door curtain and looked outside.
Sure enough, there was a beggar sitting in the middle of the road. His clothes were patched and in tatters. In front of him was a big pot, with firewood raised under the pot.
Cooking steaming hot noodles.
The beggar was holding an enamel bowl in his hand and was sucking noodles in mouthfuls with a very satisfied expression. However, he was sitting in the middle of the road, blocking the entire road.
You must know that this place is deep in a dense forest, surrounded by tall trees, and there is only this trail. It is naturally impossible for people riding horses to pass through the forest, and they can only move forward along this trail.
But this only way is now blocked by the beggar.
"I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to cook noodles on this road. Please get out of the way. If you are short of some money or property, just ask. We also understand the principle of being convenient for others when going out." Lin Ziqing got out of the carriage and took advantage of it.
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But the man ignored her at all and just finished eating the noodles in the bowl. Then he hit the bowl with his chopsticks and sang loudly:
"Ding'er Dang, Ding'er Dang! If I have money in my pocket, I'll be my master, and I can do whatever I want in the peaceful world! Ding'er Dang, Ding'er Dang! It's hard to move without money in your pocket, and monsters eat human blood!"
The singing was harsh and unpleasant, and everyone present frowned.
"Hmph! Pretending to be a ghost!" Lin Ziqing glanced at the dead soldier beside her.
The man understood and immediately named his two companions and walked towards the beggar in the middle of the road, obviously preparing to use force.
At this moment, a man's voice suddenly came from the forest:
"Feng Qier, what are you trying to do with a group of ordinary warriors? Just kill them!"
Everyone turned around and saw a tall middle-aged man walking quickly out of the forest. As soon as he finished speaking, another person in the forest said: "Steward Lu, don't be the same as him. He was originally a Taoist before he started practicing Taoism.
A beggar, who by chance was chosen as a disciple by a cultivator, is just a clown after all."
The person speaking behind him was a young scholar. He was holding a folding fan and standing on the top of the tree. He looked quite outstanding.
The beggar in the middle of the road didn't feel angry at all after hearing his mocking words. Instead, he patted his butt, stood up, and said with a smile:
"Hey! You're not any better than Feng! Otherwise, you wouldn't have accepted this mission of intercepting and killing mortals."
"Okay! It's useless to talk anymore. Kill these people quickly. Lu has other business to attend to!" The tall, middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently.
Seeing his words, the other two stopped bickering and walked towards Lin Ziqing's team.
"Who are you? Why are you intercepting and killing us here?"
When Lin Ziqing was speaking, her eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at a guard in gray clothes beside the carriage. She saw that the man still had his eyes closed, looking drowsy, and his heart suddenly felt at ease.
"Why? Haha, little girl, don't you know? Someone in the capital city of Yue Kingdom is buying your lives, and the reward is such that even us would be excited!" the beggar on the road chuckled.
The middle-aged man surnamed Lu also said lightly: "That's right! Mr. Lu doesn't want to interfere in the government affairs. He came to Zhao State this time to deal with a family matter, but he just happened to learn that someone was offering a large reward for your life with spiritual stones.
I took over the mission by the way."
"There is someone in the imperial court who can afford so many spiritual stones!" Lin Ziqing's face darkened, and she asked: "Which prince is it?"
At this time, the scholar on the treetop smiled sinisterly and said: "Hey, if General Lin has something to say, you should go to the underworld and ask the Lord of Hell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the folding fan in his hand. With the pinch of the magic formula, the folding fan rotated rapidly in mid-air and roared towards the crowd.
Click, click, click!
All the tree trunks they passed along the way were chopped off by the folding fan. In just a blink of an eye, the folding fan had already flown to Lin Ziqing's neck.
Lin Ziqing was shocked and turned pale. She hurriedly drew her knife back, trying to block the slap on the neck. However, before she took the knife out of its sheath, she heard a "bang!" sound, and the powerful folding fan seemed to hit something.