"Are you coming with me?"
A look of astonishment flashed across Yang Dong's cheeks.
"You, the Doulu clan, have just encountered some troubles. If you leave them and follow me, won't there be internal problems?"
When Dou Lujing heard this, she smiled lightly and said:
"Don't worry, Mr. Yang, our Doulu clan is not as simple as Mr. Yang thinks. Otherwise, we would never have been able to escape from the encirclement and suppression of those traitors."
Speaking of those traitors, Doulu Jing's eyes flashed with unabashed hatred.
"What happened to Doulu Ni last time was that this boy got into the gap between the Supreme Elders. Otherwise, he would not be able to seduce those warriors of the Doulu tribe."
"And when I go out this time, I will instruct the great elders to take good care of the clan members no matter what."
"this……"
A flash of hesitation flashed across Yang Dong's cheek.
Doulujing saw this and immediately continued to explain:
"Mr. Yang, the current situation in Youzhou is complicated, and there are many Hu people among them. As a former Hu people, I am very familiar with them. I can assure you that except for the Taishang Elder, no one in the entire Doulu clan is as good as I am more familiar with the grudges and hatreds between them!"
"In that case...then...okay."
Yang Dong nodded slightly, agreeing to this matter.
Doulujing was extremely excited and jumped up from the ground. Now, she can finally let go of the restraints of Yanfang Tower and regain her freedom.
And all of this was brought to her by Mr. Yang.
The key is... Mr. Yang is still very handsome...
Yang Dong was stared at by Dou Lujing, who felt a little unnatural. He coughed lightly and continued:
"That's all, it's getting late, you can go back."
Doulujing's red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something. But seeing Yang Dong not squinting and looking firm, he had no choice but to nod his head and said:
"Then Mr. Yang, please rest early."
…
Yan Bingyue stared at Dou Lujing's leaving figure, with a hint of the winner's pride in her eyes.
After another night of learning from each other's strengths, Yang Dong got up early that morning.
With Yan Bingyue here, Yao Jia could only be aggrieved and responsible for some logistical matters.
Yang Dong didn't care about the little girl's dissatisfaction.
Taking advantage of the good sunshine in the early morning, Yang Dong planned to travel lightly and head to his next destination - Mingyue Town outside Guyyu Pass.
Speaking of Mingyue Town, it is an interesting place.
Now all the forces have their own intelligence agencies in Mingyue Town. They seemed to have formed a special tacit understanding, and no one took the initiative to break this balance.
Even when Da Zhou was powerful, he only turned a blind eye to the existence of Mingyue Town.
This resulted in Mingyue Town almost becoming the intelligence center of the entire Youzhou.
The reason why Yang Dong set his next stop at Mingyue Town was because he wanted to get some latest information about Guyuguan Pass.
As the saying goes, money can make the world go round, even if you are a late gold man, you may not be able to stick to your heart when you see enough money.
What Yang Dong wants to do is to use people's greed to achieve his own goals.
He looked at the mountains in the distance, turned around and asked Doulu Jing beside him:
"Let's go to Mingyue Town, which way do you recommend?"
Dou Lujing had long expected that Yang Dong would ask her, so she raised her pretty face and said excitedly:
"Mr. Yang, the slave family thinks that you have caused quite a stir in Wucheng. The incident in Wucheng may have been spread out for a long time. The slave family knows a small road that few people know. We can go to Mingyue Town through this small road to avoid those people. unnecessary trouble."
Yan Bingyue, who was on the side, heard a slight sneer at the corner of her mouth.
"Senior brother, I think this plan is not feasible. Now that you are in the limelight, even if all parties want to explore your depth, they will definitely not do it immediately. I think we can directly go through the official route. Let them not understand our situation. Details."
"Even if those forces want to take action against us, they must first understand our situation. The art of war has its words, but the reality is false, and the false is true. That's it."
Hearing this, Doulujing was unhappy. She glared at Yan Bingyue fiercely and continued to persuade:
"Mr. Yang, the slave family thinks Sister Bingbing's move is too risky. We should be more cautious now!"
"Senior brother..."
At this moment, Yang Dong finally understood the old saying, two women are equal to a hundred ducks.
He quickly waved his hand, interrupting the argument between the two, and then continued:
"You have a good idea, so I decided to... take these two paths together!"
As soon as these words came out, Dou Lujing and Yan Bingyue were both stunned.
They are only a few carriages apart. Is it possible that they need to be separated?
If so, would it be too risky?
This time, Dou Lujing and Yan Bingyue reached a united front. Just as they were about to start persuading, they heard Yang Dong continue:
"Don't get me wrong, what I mean is that the Yongwu Army will march separately from us. We will take the official road, and then let the Yongwu Army take the mountain trails. This will definitely make those with ulterior motives completely confused."
When Yan Bingyue heard this explanation, she couldn't help but look at Yang Dong deeply.
"Senior brother, I admire you very much, and my junior sister admires you."
Doulu Jing's eyes sparkled with water, and her voice was crisp and waxy.
"Mr. Yang is so powerful. It's because the slave family has few talents and little knowledge, which makes Mr. Yang laugh..."
Yan Bingyue on the side saw this, a flash of disdain flashed in her eyes.
As a woman, can you stop being so teasing?
At this moment, a heroic figure galloped over on a white horse.
Not long after, they had already rushed in front of Yang Dong and his party.
"Mr. Yang, you are about to leave Wucheng. Why don't you even say a word to the Lord of this city?"
After Wu Jing finished speaking, she glanced at Doulu Jing with a guilty conscience.
Seeing Doulu Jing's expression as normal, he knew that Yang Dong had not told him about his role as a flower picker, so he couldn't help but feel relieved.
"The Lord of Wucheng is busy with business, so I have no intention of disturbing you anymore."
Yang Dong waved his hand and continued:
"Besides, maybe it won't be long before you and I can meet again."
Wu Jing smiled noncommittally and raised her wrist slightly.
The next moment, a soldier dressed as a guard dismounted and handed a sandalwood box to Yang Dong.
"Mr. Yang, this trip is very dangerous, so you should take extra care."
"This is a secret method passed down by our Wu family. Please don't refuse, Mr. Yang."
Speaking of this, she suddenly lowered her voice and transmitted the sound into her ear canal with the power of Qi and blood:
"Mr. Yang, our Wu family is also somewhat interested in the high-speed official road business. Do you think you can..."
"Easy to say, easy to say!"
Yang Dong put away the sandalwood box and nodded slightly towards Wu Jing.
"The person in charge of the highway official road, called God Lao San, should be in Yanfang Tower at the moment. Just go to him and explain the reason directly."
Some people died, but not completely...
