At noon, the scorching sun was scorching the earth wantonly.
On the wide and straight official road, there were no people or horses for miles, only the steam was steaming.
Tap tap tap!
A black carriage appeared lonely and abruptly on the official road, speeding from north to south.
The horse is a fast horse. It is a thousand-mile horse that is a specialty of the north of the Northland and even the Oua region. It is fast, powerful and has strong endurance.
This type of horse is definitely not easy to tame, so it is expensive enough. Expensiveness is the only drawback of this horse.
Of course, the higher you go south, the higher the temperature, which is not comparable to the climate in the north. I wonder if these horses will adapt to it.
Four fast horses pulled a large carriage.
It has a long and narrow carriage, thick carriage panels, and large, solid and smooth wheels.
The carriage is large and sturdy, giving people a sense of stability and stability.
No matter how fast you run, there is almost no feeling of bumps and shakes.
But such a large carriage must be very heavy. Even if it is pulled by four fast horses, it is still not easy.
Therefore, the large carriages could only take the official road, otherwise they would have to get stuck in the soil before traveling even ten miles.
There are naturally people in the carriage.
In addition to the coachman who waved his riding whip almost in the same posture and frequency, there were four other people in the carriage.
The three of them were sitting at the left and right ends of the back of the car. The other person was slightly distanced from the three of them and was sitting by the door.
Among them, the woman and man sitting in the right compartment are the two masters of Tingyu Pavilion, Meng Chaoge and Luo Piaoling.
Both of them had changed back to the color of their clothes that they usually wear every day, and they were no longer wearing the clothes of Liu Nian Pavilion.
Not long after the imperial court implemented the "force restriction order", Xue Qinghuan had already returned south from Youjing in order to avoid "committing crimes against the wind".
The short-haired, kind-faced man who was sitting by the car door, closing his eyes most of the time, seemingly relaxed but always ready to go, secretly accompanied the two masters of Tingyu Pavilion all the way north.
The former soul-searching hall’s golden soul killer, Dong Qing, went south.
The man with the golden sword facing Meng and Luo was about thirty years old, wearing expensive brocade clothes, with a valuable Lantian jade hanging on his waist, and playing with an emerald snuff bottle in his hand.
The man has a gentle face and a slightly dark complexion. If his body does not look thin and he must have some skills, he would not be able to show off safely in this outfit.
What doesn't quite match the gentle face is the man's smart eyes.
They were looking around without leaving a trace in the carriage.
Occasionally, he passed by the woman opposite. The world outside the car was too stuffy and hot to enjoy the beautiful scenery. It was nice to have a beautiful woman to look at, but it was a pity that he already had a family, so it was not easy to linger too much.
Occasionally I glanced at the "hypocritical" man sitting alone at one end. When we were on the road yesterday evening, there were only three people in the carriage. We only took a nap during the trip, and then someone sneaked in. It was really scary.
Sometimes it lingers on the snuff bottle in my hand. Although I only bought it less than a month ago, I have been playing with it and sniffing it every day. I have long since become tired of it. If I had known this, I should have changed it when I went out.
The son is the one.
Every time he thought about this, he always spent a lot of time casting his eyes towards the handsome young man opposite, who was as gentle as jade.
I even want to carve out a few pieces of flesh from the face of this handsome young man who has drunk countless women in the world to relieve his jealousy!
After all, along the way, Mr. Pianpian asked him to just do everything as he was told, without asking anything. He would tell him when the time was right.
For a night and a half, he did everything as he was asked, without asking anything. Seeing that he was about to enter the territory of Luzhou, but the other party still had no intention of confessing, he was about to lose his patience.
As a well-known dandy in Youjing City, the second generation ancestor, he, Lu Feng, and Uncle Lu are quite proud.
Lu Fenghun was fiddling with the snuff bottle unconsciously, his brows gradually furrowed, and his gentle face became stern.
He finally lost his patience and blurted out, "Can we talk now? Why did you choose to leave today?"
Young Master Pianpian seemed to have noticed something strange about Uncle Lu, and replied with a half-smile, "It's better to choose the day than to hit it."
Lu Feng's eyes widened, he glared as hard as he could, and asked, "What day is today?"
Luo Piaoling said, "Great heat."
Lu Feng was startled when he heard this, "Great Heat? What is the relationship between Great Heat and running away?"
Luo Piaoling still replied calmly, "No."
"Then you didn't leave before, why are you leaving today?" After asking, Lu Feng was shocked to realize that he had just talked nonsense and come back again.
Luo Piaoling said helplessly, "I taught you how to prepare. Are you ready?"
"It's ready." Lu Feng didn't understand what he meant, so he repeated the task assigned to him by Luo Piaoling half a month ago, "As you said, four fine carriages and forty good horses are prepared here.
On the southbound road, every time the horses are exhausted, they will be replaced on the road. If the carriage is damaged, the horse will go first, and the nearest carriage will be deployed to catch up. The horse will not stop, and the journey from Youjing to Jiangning is hundreds of miles away, and it can be reached in three days and three nights."
"Although it will take a lot of time and money, are you satisfied with my arrangement?" Although there was a hint of asking for credit in his words, Lu Feng had already straightened his back, confident that under his own control, everything would be fine.
All perfect.
Luo Piaoling agreed, "I'm very satisfied, I couldn't be more satisfied."
Lu Feng obviously wasn't carried away by Luo Piaoling's emotionless praise. He quickly grasped the key points and said, "That's all. Well, these preparations were completed seven days ago."
Luo Piaoling said, "I know."
"Then why did you leave today!" The question was asked again. Lu Feng planned to teach Luo Piaoling a lesson if he continued to avoid answering. In the past, he couldn't beat the man named Luo, but now, Feng Shui has taken turns.
Turn, the opponent can't beat him!
Luo Piaoling said, "It's all in words."
Lu Feng no longer wanted to be polite to the other party. He took out a dagger inlaid with gold and jade from the sheath from his arms. He was about to pull it out and gritted his teeth and said, "Please be a human being!"
It was supposed to be a tense situation, but Meng Chaoge actually covered her mouth and snickered, while Dongqing pretended not to know anything like a wooden man.
Luo Piaoling sighed, "Look, you're in a hurry."
Lu Feng threw the dagger to the side and said, "It's such a hot day. If any of you don't speak, you can suffocate people to death!"
Luo Piaoling said, "Uncle Lu is already in a hurry, let alone those who want to catch us?"
"Yeah, yeah, it's just you, oh, and maybe you, my eldest sister. Just you, without me, there wouldn't be this tree." Lu Feng emphasized solemnly at first, and then suddenly realized, "So you have to
Waiting until this hot day to leave is just to make everyone impatient and take the opportunity to run away when they are most relaxed."
Luo Piaoling nodded and said, "This is what I just thought of."
Seeing that Luo Piaoling finally "confessed", Lu Feng felt much relieved, but as soon as he heard what Luo Piaoling said, he immediately jumped up from his seat, always feeling that he had to beat this pretty boy before venting his anger.
That's right, Mr. Huaifan, who has no power to tie a chicken and can only recite poems and write poems to talk about conspiracies, is just a pretty boy in the eyes of Uncle Lu!
Wood is still wood.
Luo Piaoling was also indifferent to Lu Feng's furious rage.
Meng Chaoge, on the other hand, couldn't bear it and told the truth, "The old man secretly sent a letter, asking us to wait a little longer."
Lu Feng dug out his pretty face fiercely, stared at the beauty of the master of Tingyu Pavilion with gratitude, and asked, "What are you waiting for?"
Meng Chaoge said, "Waiting for the forces on all sides to lose patience and become numb, waiting for the eldest master of the Lu family to finally reveal the location of the secret road out of the village, waiting for a blind little brother to come out and kill people."
