Outside the pass, on the official road, the rapid sound of horse hooves came from afar.
The teams in front all moved to the right side of the road to avoid it.
This is the official road and the post road.
According to regulations, when encountering postmen and postmen on horseback, officials and citizens must give way and must not delay their progress.
Otherwise, if the speed is 600 miles or 800 miles, the traveling speed will be affected.
Hesher hugged his son and sat in the carriage, his eyes sunken.
She couldn't eat or sleep well these past few days, and the more she thought about it, the more scared she became.
Ever since she left Gubeikou, she had been looking for opportunities to escape from the team, but she had never succeeded.
If she were alone, she could still try, but with her son, she would have no chance to take her son out of public sight except on the road or at the inn.
Today is the eighth day of October, already the fourth day after leaving the customs.
With two stops a day, he has traveled more than 200 miles.
Hesheli gave birth to despair?
Maybe if I can act like a fool and ignore the third master's "disappearance" and show that I believe what they say, can I bring my son to Ninggu Pagoda safely?
Regardless of whether they want to report that the third master escaped or died of illness, they will first leave their mother and son to face the interrogation from the capital and the local government, right?
Otherwise, if one person has an accident, how can a family of three also have an accident?
Thinking of this, Hesheli hugged his son tighter.
If someone really came from the capital, she would risk her life to give her son a chance to survive.
As the sound of horse hooves approached, Hershey's heart lifted.
There was a messy sound of horse hooves, and there were quite a few people.
The evil-faced steward rode in front of a carriage in front of him. He looked back and noticed something was wrong. He said to the people in the carriage, "Something's not right. There are dozens of people coming over."
The people in the carriage were also uneasy. They opened the curtains and whispered: "Could it be that the emperor sent someone to tell the third master to return to Beijing?"
He still had medicine applied to his face, and he was wearing the sapphire blue robe that nobles often wear.
The evil steward frowned and said: "Let's see who is coming first. If we can't hide it, we will blame it on the third wife..."
They are just members of the Tong family, so how can they be the masters of their masters?
The man in the carriage nodded, very uneasy.
The carriage pulled over and stopped.
At this moment, dozens of riders had already arrived.
Fu Qing and Chun Lin reined in their horses and stopped.
Fu Qing waved his arm to the outside and said, "Hulala," and the dozens of cavalry teams behind dispersed and surrounded the group.
When Brother Jiu sent the two men out, he just asked them to chase them back.
The two of them had already discussed how to chase him back.
Fu Qing's eyes wandered around the two carriages and said: "Mrs. Long San, we are the guards of the Ninth Prince's Mansion. Master Jiu took Jiu Fujin out of the capital. He was at the post station at the back. Hearing that the third wife was here, he told me to wait here.
Let the third wife and the eldest young master go and get close to each other for half a day."
This is also a test.
He didn't have Tilongkodo.
If Longkodo was in the team, he would come forward.
If Longkodo hadn't come forward, it would have been a true wilderness of bones, and there must be someone in this group who knew about it.
The dispatcher of the Zongren Mansion had already dismounted, and he did not expect that Brother Jiu would send someone over to invite someone.
There are dozens of people here. Is this an invitation?
But there was no room for them to talk.
Hershey in the carriage had froze.
She didn't expect that she would actually meet someone from the capital.
It's just that the people who came are not from the imperial court, but from Brother Jiu.
There was a war between heaven and man in her heart, and her forehead was dripping with sweat.
If you make the right choice, there is a chance of survival.
If you make the wrong choice, it will be a fatal blow.
She was confused, so she hugged her son tightly.
Yue Xing'a was hugged so hard that he screamed: "Eni..."
Hesheli came to his senses and looked down at his son.
There was already movement outside the carriage, and the evil-faced man in charge said: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Jiu. Seeing that it is getting colder day by day, and there is still snow today, our third wife has brought the eldest young master, and it is not convenient to delay. We will give it to Jiu when we come back."
Lord, Jiu Fujin apologizes..."
Before leaving the customs, Fu Qing and Chunlin checked the records at Gubeikou Checkpoint.
In the Tong family, except for the Hesheli family, there is no maid.
This is very inappropriate.
If Elondai had truly helped, he would not have thought of their difficulties.
If the registration is lost, the people under the household will be transferred to official positions.
Seeing that this person looked like this again, he didn't look like a kind person.
Fu Qing thought about Brother Jiu's normal expression, raised his chin, looked arrogantly, looked at the evil steward, and said: "I am Fu Qing, the bodyguard of the prince's palace, who are you? It's your turn to talk to me?"
There are no rules yet, just talk directly on the horse!"
Chunlin sat on the horse and looked at the evil steward.
He's a martial artist, and he doesn't look fat, but his neck is almost as thick as his head.
By the way, the Longkodos have not shown up yet, which is obviously wrong.
He directly raised his bow and pointed it at the man.
The thirty guards who followed also carried bows and swords. Seeing Chunlin's move, they all prepared their bows and took aim at the dozen or so people around the carriage.
The evil-faced steward saw that this group of people came with bad intentions, and just as he was thinking about what to say, two people got out of the second carriage, and it was Hesheri holding his son.
She has already made her decision.
Although the third master had offended Jiu Age and Jiu Fujin before, they were relatives after all, not a life-and-death relationship. However, the people from the Tong family who were accompanying them were suspected of being "the enemy who killed her husband."
The evil-faced steward changed his expression when he saw Hershey getting out of the car.
Hesheli had already seen the confrontation between the two sides. He held the child and walked towards Fu Qing step by step. He said, "I offended Jiu Ye and Jiu Fu Jin before. I should have gone to apologize in person, but in the end I left the capital in a hurry. Since I ran into
, then I will go and pay my respects to the two nobles..."
When the evil-faced steward saw this, his heart sank and he looked around with the corner of his eye.
The east and west directions of the official road, and the front and back roads are blocked, but now it is a plain, and there is no obstruction on the north and south of the official road, but there are scattered trees here and there, so as not to delay the horse racing.
But more than thirty bows are aimed at...
Escape is easier said than done.
If we are against the enemy, ten versus dozens, there is no chance.
In the blink of an eye, the man made a decision, glanced longingly in the direction of the capital, then turned over and dismounted, saying: "Wait a moment, I want to ask the third master..."
After saying that, without waiting for Fu Qing's response, he opened the curtain and got into the carriage.
Jia Si, who was above, felt guilty and whispered: "I can't say anything, right? With this squeak, the two officers will be able to tell that something is wrong."
In the past few days, I had painted my face with Dongxihu, and the two escorts were given wine every meal, and they were obsessed with the lake.
The man glanced at Jia Si, leaned forward and whispered: "Si, I'm telling you..."
Jia Si couldn't hear clearly, so he leaned forward and put his ear close to the man, and then his eyes widened.
It turned out that the man blocked Jia Si's mouth with one hand and wiped his neck with a dagger with the other hand.
Jia Si's neck was filled with blood bubbles. He looked at the man with tears streaming down his face. He really couldn't figure out why he wanted to kill him.
The evil steward didn't stop, his face was tense, he put the dagger into Jia Si's hand, then he aimed at his own chest and stabbed it.
Jia Si's eyes widened and he became more and more confused.
The evil steward was already twitching in pain, but he was still worried that he would die badly. He grabbed Jia Si's arm in a cold sweat and let the dagger stir in his chest.
There was a fishy taste in his mouth, and he said with all his strength: "Third Master, why are you..."
But after only half a sentence, blood gushed out from his mouth, and he fell straight down, hitting the carriage with a "thud".
At this moment, Hesheli had already walked to Fu Qing and Chunlin's horses with his son in his arms, pointed at the first carriage, and didn't know where to start.
The movement in the carriage startled everyone.
Fu Qing and Chun Lin saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly rode forward.
The driver was so frightened that his face turned pale with horror.
The evil man's body fell down, his head stuck out of the car curtain, blood was coming out of his mouth, his eyes were staring, and there was a sound of inhalation in his throat. He could see that there was too much air coming in and not enough air coming out.
Fu Qing and Chun Lin dismounted hurriedly, both holding knives and staring at the carriage curtain.
After waiting for a while, there was no movement inside.
The two looked at each other and had bad thoughts.
Chunlin hurriedly rolled up the carriage curtain with his waist knife and pulled it down, revealing the scene inside clearly.
It was a man sitting on his back, with his eyes staring and his neck still bleeding...
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The next update will be around 12 noon on June 17th.