"My lord, this old man seemed to be shouting, there is a dragon!"
Wu Qi was bought by Li Chongrun from Lao Chen. Although Lao Chen claimed to be the shopkeeper of the dental store, in fact, it was just like the current 4S store where everyone is the manager. He was just a salesperson and his status in the dental store was not high.
.So Wu Qi didn’t recognize him.
"There is a dragon? Isn't this unscientific?"
Li Chongrun was a little unbelievable. Now that Old Chen had taken the medicine, he could only resign himself to his fate. But seeing that the old man had cut so many eggs and was still alive and kicking from Luoyang, he thought he would have a tough life.
"Uncle Yang, you went to Jiankang, why did it end up like this?"
Yang San was lying on the building at the main entrance of the garden, looking out from the gap between the beams. Li Chongrun found him only after Gongsun Lan led the way.
Yang San hissed and signaled Li Chongrun to look outside.
It was slightly dark outside, and it was difficult to see clearly because of the shadows.
"What's outside? Why can't I see anything?"
Li Chongrun looked hard for a long time. The main entrance faced Hangou. Some withered yellow reeds by the river were trembling with the cold wind. There was nothing abnormal.
"Don't move, look carefully, don't look at the moving place."
Yang San pointed in a direction, which was a slightly low river bank with a gentle slope. It was not as easy to hide as other steep river banks.
"I still can't see anything." Li Chongrun lowered his body like Yang San, calmed his breathing, and stared at the river bank with the same attention he used when poking at ants.
The swinging speed of the reeds seemed to slow down. Although the sky was getting darker and darker, Li Chongrun finally found some traces deep in the grass.
Several places deep in the grass seemed to be blocked by some force, and the swing range was much smaller than that of other reeds.
Only then did Li Chongrun understand what Yang San meant when he said not to look at moving places.
The reed is blocked by people, so naturally it cannot swing as freely as other reeds.
"Are you going to send someone to bring over some government soldiers?"
Yangzhou is Shangzhou, with a long history and Sima. According to regulations, there should be a thousand garrison soldiers. Li Chongrun had the turtle charm in hand at this time, and sent hundreds of people over to crush these few pursuers with unknown origins.
It's not difficult to think about.
"It's just a few low-level assassins who can't commit the crime. It's just that their positions are a bit clever and it's difficult to hit them with bows and arrows. Naturally, there will be no crossbows in the house..."
Yang San was still thinking about a strategy to defeat the enemy. Li Chongrun smelled the strong smell of alcohol that had not dissipated from his body and came up with a move.
Yang San frowned after listening to Li Chongrun's suggestion. However, he was a prince, and there would be no loss even if he failed. He thought that the worst he could do was to rush out, so he agreed.
Just when the last ray of light on the southwest horizon also dissipated between heaven and earth, the main door suddenly opened, and a carriage pulled some wine jars and hurried out of the door. A young man was still busy arranging things on the carriage.
Hold the jar.
A loud scolding voice came from the door: "Hurry up and send these bad wines back to the workshop. What kind of stuff are you brewing? Send these things over tomorrow and pay close attention to their skins!"
The carriage moved very fast, but when it passed the river bank where people were hiding, the carriage bumped a little. The hand of the young man who was arranging the wine jar slipped, and a huge wine jar was knocked down by him, taking several people with him.
The wine jar clinked onto the river bank, and a strong aroma of wine spread into the grass.
Perhaps frightened by the shouts from inside the door, the carriage and the boy ignored the fallen wine jar and hurried toward the city.
After these few days of hard work, four jars of alcohol were produced. One jar was used to save someone, and the remaining three jars were all dumped on this somewhat low river bank.
"Brothers, it's not too late to surrender now."
Yang San stood up from the building at the main entrance, holding a carved bow in his hand, and a blazing fireball was burning.
Several figures still did not move. When Yang San saw this, he sighed, and with a bow string in his hand, the flames flew like meteors towards the grass covered with alcohol.
Several assassins who followed him didn't take Yang San's threats seriously at all, thinking that he was just cheating.
Seeing him attack with fire, several people looked down upon Yang San even more.
Although it is already winter, Yangzhou is not frozen. Although the water level is a bit low in winter, the water level is only a few steps behind those people. Even if he ignites the grass, not to mention that the grass burns slowly, even if the fire starts a prairie fire
, several people were confident of escaping safely.
Although there was some alcohol on their bodies, the Tang Dynasty had never had liquor that was highly likely to ignite, let alone alcohol that could be used as fuel. On the contrary, several people felt that with alcohol on their bodies, the fire could not burn them.
The fireball arrived in the blink of an eye.
A puff of light blue flame instantly enveloped the entire grass and the assassins.
The burning temperature of alcohol is 500 degrees Celsius. Several people had no time to get up and retreat to the river bank before they turned into fireballs.
Several human-shaped fireballs jumped up from the already ignited grass like cats frightened by cucumbers. However, their sight was blocked by the flames. Without knowing the direction, two people actually collided with each other.
One of them reluctantly ran two steps towards the river bank. When he just wanted to open his mouth and scream, he sucked the flame into his throat, scratched his throat and fell down.
There was another person who barely managed to reach the water surface three steps away, but his limbs twitched uncontrollably, and he fell to the ground as he watched the water surface very close to him.
Only one assassin managed to make it into the water. His whole body was scalded, so he managed to roll a few times in the water to extinguish the flames. The severe pain all over his body made him paralyzed in the water unable to move.
"Your Majesty, although this method is effective, it still harms the peace of the world."
Yang San couldn't bear to look at the bodies that were still twitching in the fire, so he motioned to the young men who had picked up pots and pans and prepared to put out the fire to go up and put out the fire, then turned around and said to Li Chongrun.
"If it hurts Tianhe, it will hurt Tianhe. Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself." Li Chongrun patted Yang San on the shoulder.
Ever since Shangguan's aunt had a plum blossom on her forehead last time because of her kindness, Li Chongrun's behavior has become closer and closer to that of his dashing aunt.
"If you had seen Lijingmen's methods back then, none of this would be a big deal."
Although Li Chongrun had never experienced those methods, Li Chongrun had naturally heard of it because Li Jingmen's famous name had the effect of quelling children's cries.
"Is there anyone alive?"
Although Yang San couldn't stand it, the little girl Gongsun Lan had a terrifyingly tough mind. She held a lantern in her hand and looked for anyone who could question her.