A group of guards wearing Northern Xinjiang military armor stopped at the door of the post house.
Under their escort, one person walked out of the two sedan chairs at the front and back.
It was Di Xin and Zhao Xiangqi.
Zhao Xiangqi, who came out of the sedan at the back, took two quick steps forward. After standing with Di Xin, he suddenly found that he turned his head and looked in a certain direction.
He followed his gaze and turned his head, but found nothing.
Zhao Xiangqi looked at Di Xin and asked with some confusion: "Fifth brother, what are you looking at?"
Di Xin turned around, faced Zhao Xiangqi's doubtful eyes, chuckled, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, just take a look."
In order not to make him even more confused about these complicated calculations behind his back, it was better not to talk to him.
He looked at the main entrance of the post house. The two soldiers guarding the door were so nervous that their whole bodies tensed up because of their sudden arrival.
"We should go in."
After Di Xin finished speaking, he walked towards the post house.
Zhao Xiangqi scratched his head, and the muscles on his arms that had appeared after half a year of training raised the wide sleeves in an arc due to the movement of raising his hands.
Seeing that Di Xin was almost at the door of the post house, he hurriedly followed.
"Stop...stop."
The two guards at the entrance of the post house, although they were trembling with fear from a group of fierce guards, still mustered up the courage to stand up and stop Di Xin and his party.
Even without mentioning the guards behind them, the clothes on Di Xin and Zhao Xiangqi also showed that they were either rich or noble.
The two guards did not dare to draw their swords, they just took a step forward, approached and blocked the way in.
"This is the inn where envoys from all ethnic groups stay. No one is allowed to approach it at will."
They carefully asked, "Who are you?"
Di Xin said nothing, but glanced to the left and behind.
Zhao Xiangqi, who was half a step behind Di Xin on the left, immediately understood, raised his foot and kicked him forward.
"Bold, even my fifth brother doesn't know you."
He stood forward, looked down at the guard who was kicked to the ground and said, "This is the Fifth Prince, His Highness Prince Yu."
Then he pointed to himself and said, "This king is the Eighth Prince Qi."
"You two slaves dare to block our way, are you tired of living?"
Before he could react, a guard was kicked to the ground by an unexpected attack.
When the other guard saw this, he subconsciously pulled out the long knife from his waist and scolded the person who took action.
"big……"
He wanted to scold Zhao Xiangqi for being bold, but when he heard him announce his identity, the remaining word "bold" was frightened away.
The long knife was half pulled out from his waist, but he didn't dare to pull it out anymore.
To dare to draw a sword against one, no, two princes, is to live impatiently.
He quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy, saying: "Young man, I am not Taishan. I didn't recognize the two princes. I hope you will forgive me!"
"Okay, get out of here!"
"Just don't block the road."
Zhao Xiangqi did not continue to vent his anger on the two of them. He just waved his hand in disgust and motioned for the two of them to move away from the door.
When the two guards, who were lying on the ground and kneeling on the ground, saw this, they didn't dare to say a word and hid on both sides while crawling on the ground.
All of this developed so fast that by the time everyone reacted, there was no obstacle to the door leading to the post house.
Wei San, who was following Zhao Xiangqi half a step to the left but was robbed of his job, had everything he wanted to say stuck in his throat: "..."
Di Xin, who had not expected this scene, also twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, not knowing what to say.
Of course he was not directing Zhao Xiangqi to do things just now.
After all, Zhao Xiangqi is also a prince, and is still his eighth brother in name. When there are guards around, this unpopular behavior of lowering his status does not require him to do it himself.
And he didn't want to feel sorry for the two guards.
Di Xin just signaled Wei San to speak on his behalf, to reveal his identity and to ask them to get out of the way.
However, since Zhao Xiangqi has already done this, it is impossible for him to refute his face in public.
After coughing slightly, Di Xin stepped into the door of the post house without changing his expression.
Zhao Xiangqi, who was arrogant and seemed to have done something great, followed closely behind.
Then came Zeng Hongshen, Wei San, Han Wu and the fully armed guards.
Since it is going to be a big event, the more grand and impressive it is, the better.
Except for Xizi and Song Qianwei, Di Xin brought almost all the people he could bring over this time.
Then a group of people stood at the door of the post house, awkwardly there.
After a while, Di Xin gently pulled Zhao Xiangqi, who was getting more and more excited, and signaled Wei San with his eyes.
Wei San understood and turned around and left the door of the post house.
Di Xin took the opportunity and whispered to Zhao Xiangqi: "I want you to show your true qualities as a playboy in the past, but not like a local ruffian."
Hearing this, Zhao Xiangqi scratched his head again in embarrassment.
As a well-known dandy in the capital, he has never used power to bully others. This has always been a small regret in his heart, but bullying and dominating is not what he likes.
Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce.
Precisely because his mother was the daughter of a merchant, his attitude towards common people was better than that of some nobles and nobles.
He was a dandy, but he couldn't bully the market and rob the women of the people. He could also bring other delicacies, wild beasts, and delicacies to his house. Gradually, he naturally became less fond of going out.
Therefore, when he finally encountered such a suitable opportunity today, he naturally took it without even thinking about it.
Seeing Zhao Xiangqi's appearance, Di Xin had a hunch that today's development would be a little different from what he expected, but after thinking about it, he patted him and said in a low voice: "That's all, I'll just do whatever you want today.
"
It makes no sense to want a horse to run but also to put shackles on it.
But he finally added this sentence.
"Just this once, if you let me know that you did this to an innocent person, don't blame me for not caring about brotherhood."
Hearing this, Zhao Xiangqi, who was a little worried, smiled.
Because of his origin, he was unable to derive pleasure from bullying innocent people, so it was naturally impossible for him to do so.
He chuckled and said, "Fifth brother, just watch it!"
Di Xin nodded, then loosened the hand holding his sleeve without leaving a trace, and quietly moved away a little distance.
At this time, Wei San returned.
Behind him was the guard who was kicked by Zhao Xiangqi just now.
The footprints on his body were still there, but the guard did not dare to show any dissatisfaction and just smiled flatteringly.
Wei San glanced at Di Xin and Zhao Xiangqi strangely, as well as Zeng Hongshen's faint smile, feeling that something had just happened.
However, as a bodyguard, the first rule is not to have too much curiosity.
He quickly withdrew his gaze and gently pushed the guard forward.