Zheyun was very good-looking when he was first born, so his father did not give him a rough name like Gou Sheng. Instead, he gave two ounces of money to a blind fortune teller in the village who knew two characters to give him such a fairy-like name. , but when he grew up, his father regretted that he had spent these two coins unjustly. Zheyun probably fell when he was reincarnated, and landed face first on the ground, turning his face into a persimmon.
With a persimmon face and a fairy-like name, Xie Mengxia felt happy every time he saw him and called his name. Because of this, he became the former prince and now the most favored follower of the King of Han. .
Zheyun swung his riding whip and smiled sarcastically: "Bah, you opened this road and planted this tree. Why are you so shameless than the city wall of Yumenguan? Qilian Mountain is so big, you can plant trees all over it." Yes, the road has been opened. You are so powerful, why don't you go to heaven? Do your eighteen generations of ancestors know that you are so powerful? Oh, by the way, the court should issue you a plaque to build the road and plant trees according to the order. , an ancestral bandit."
The boss was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He slashed his sword and glared at him: "Damn it, I will chop you alive."
Zheyun flexibly dodged left and right, cursing as he backed away: "You are a shameless bastard. You are not even worthy of being a bandit. You have disgraced the ancestors of the bandits. Everyone is a thief. You can steal money without risking your life. You Why are you still alive? Ouch." He screamed, and the back of the knife slapped him on the back, knocking him onto the carriage.
The car curtain opened a crack, stretched out a head and pushed Zheyun away: "It's so noisy, get rid of them quickly, Hu Ji won't wait for anyone."
Zheyun put on a smile and waved to the guard.
The bandits have been blocking roads and robbing people for a long time, and they are well versed in the professional ethics of being a bandit. If the business cannot be negotiated, there will be no human feelings.
Then the sword flashed and he rushed over.
The guards swarmed up and fought with the bandits. No, they fought together.
In an instant, swords and swords flashed back and forth, screams came one after another, and broken arms and legs flew all over the sky.
Although there are many guards, they can't stop the bandits from being strong and brave.
After all, if one party cannot win, they will die, while if the other party cannot win, they will lose some money at most.
Compared with money and life, it is clear at a glance which one is more important, and the result can be imagined.
As expected, the guards were controlled by the bandits' blades and did not dare to move.
The boss gave Zheyun a slap in the face and slapped him on the ground. He couldn't stand his persimmon face anymore. He stretched out his hand to pull off the car curtain, pulled out the person in the car, and patted the person with the back of a knife. With his face turned, he cursed: "Oh, pretty boy, why don't you act arrogant?"
The man looked up. That face was so good-looking. The word "fairy-faced" was an insult to him. That appearance was even prettier than the most beautiful Hu Ji. He was the "Xie Mengxia" who turned all living beings upside down.
The bandits didn't even blink. Is such a beautiful person really a man? Isn't he really a woman disguised as a man?
"Xie Mengxia" grinned and said, "Do you know who I am? I am the prince. Your highness, you dare to rob me. I am so tired of living."
The first head of the family was still hesitating, and the second head of the family quickly walked closer, pinched "Xie Mengxia's" face, looked at it carefully, and sneered: "What prince? You have been deposed long ago. You are just the King of Han now, and you are not the same as this other one." It’s the same with all the kings, if you die, there will be others.”
"Xie Mengxia" choked up: "It was abolished a long time ago. It was clearly abolished ten days ago."
Uh, that's not right. It seems that the discussion about when it was abolished is skewed.
"Xie Mengxia" struggled for a moment, then said with a pinched neck: "Even if I am deposed, I am still better than you bandits who block the road and rob."
The second master raised his eyebrows: "That's true, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse."
"Xie Mengxia" groaned and said softly: "Then, let me go quickly, let me go, all these gold and silver items will belong to you."
The second master did not answer "Xie Mengxia's" words, and turned to the first master and said: "Brother, why don't we invite His Highness the King of Han to stay in the mountain for a while."
The boss was stunned and looked at "Xie Mengxia". It had thin skin and tender flesh, and it couldn't be carried by the shoulders or hands. What's the use? It had to cost food to feed. Isn't this a useless snack?
The second master continued: "Brother, it is not a long-term solution for us to be bandits. If we hold the King of Han in our hands, we will have the leverage to negotiate terms with the court in the future."
What bargaining chips and negotiating conditions are not understood by the first boss. He is illiterate and is a good hand at yelling and killing. He is just playing the piano to a cow by talking about words. However, he has a natural instinct for the second boss, who is the only scholar in the village. Trusting him, he nodded: "Okay, second brother said yes, that's good."
With a wave of his hand, he was about to tie up the person and escort him and the goods back to the village.
"Xie Mengxia" was a little confused.
This is wrong. Shouldn't you be using money to avoid disaster? Why should you be locked up and put in prison? He shouted loudly: "Hey, do you understand? I am the King of Han, King of Han, you If you dare to tie me up, it will be a serious crime against the Nine Clans."
Zheyun almost fainted and covered "Xie Mengxia's" mouth with his hand.
Ancestor, if he hadn't called out the identity of the King of Han, he would have abandoned his money and ran away two miles away.
The leader chuckled: "I don't understand why the King of Han is not the King of Han. If my second brother says to take him away, he will take him away."
The second master said: "We people don't have the nine clans, so we only have a humble life. If we really die, we can support the King of Han and make a profit."
"Xie Mengxia" was desperate, rolled his eyes, and fainted in Zheyun's arms.
The sky is bright, the water on the canal is misty, the green mountains are faint in the distance, and the water nearby is graceful.
It was still early, and the Guazhou Ferry was already bustling with people, and cargo ships and passenger ships were scattered in the river.
In the mooring bay of the ferry, there is a magnificent building boat parked. The reflection of the building boat ripples on the river. The sail flag on the bow of the boat is facing the wind, and the big and dark word "zhou" is particularly eye-catching.
The wheel rolled over the trestle, making a gurgling sound, which was a bit loud. Fortunately, there were not many passengers on the boat at this time, so it didn't attract anyone's attention.
Han Changmu turned to look at Yao Yao, then at the strange object trailing behind her, and frowned slightly: "What is this? Why is it so loud?"
Yao Yao heard the disgust in Han Changmu's words. Didn't she mean to dislike him? She even disliked him.
The huge wheeled thing behind her was half a person tall. It was a simple ancient trolley case made of bamboo strips and bamboo poles based on her own drawings. The four wheels were chipped out bit by bit using fine wood.
This ancient version of the trolley case has retractable levers and universal wheels, making it lighter and lighter than the one she used in her previous life. The only drawback is that the wheels make too much noise when they roll.
This was her mistake. She ignored the ancient ground, which was mostly paved with small pieces of blue bricks. It was not as smooth as the cement floor in the previous life. She dragged a trolley case on such a ground without installing it on the wheels. What kind of shock absorption and noise reduction? How can the noise be reduced when it is a head-on collision?
But she is thick-skinned. Whoever likes it will look at it, and whoever likes it will dislike it. Whoever uses it will know that the box is easy to use.
Let the eyes of envy, jealousy and hatred come more intensely.
She glanced at the baggage on Han Changmu's shoulder. It was so heavy that the fine brocade was wrinkled. She raised her eyebrows and said with some pride: "This is a bamboo and wooden box. Although it is loud, the stuff is easy to use." , it saves you effort, sir, do you want to give it a try?"
The two of them used the identity of Master Han's son in the imperial medical department. Naturally, they could no longer call him young envoy or lord. Yao Yao had no other good qualities, except that he had a good memory. Han Changmu only mentioned it once, and she remembered it. Chang'an City rushed to Guazhou Ferry and never missed it.
Han Changmu glanced at Yao Yao, pursed his lips and said nothing.
This trestle is extremely long and goes deep into the canal. Han Changmu’s shoulders are so painful from the burden. He is a martial arts practitioner. He is not delicate, and he is not afraid of tiredness or pain. However, seeing Yao Yao dragging him very easily He was also a little eager to try the monster box.
He is not stupid. Having strength is one thing, but saving energy is another.
He stretched out his hand towards Yao Yao.
Yao Yao raised his eyebrows and thrust the bamboo box into Han Changmu's hand.
Han Changmu dragged the box for a few steps.
Well, it was indeed much easier. He wanted to throw the burden off his shoulders.
He paused and turned to look at Yao Yao: "A Yao, you carry the baggage, and I'll take the box."
"Why." Yao Yao obviously didn't have the consciousness to be a maid.
Han Changmu looked at Yao Yao's bun, raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
Yao Yao realized that now she was the maid of Han Jiuchao, the eldest son of Han Yi Ling. Not to mention that she carried the backpack and he dragged the box, even if he had to carry the baggage and box, she should be given a share.
Speaking of which, Han Changmu was quite kind.
Yao Yao didn't say anything. He was about to carry the burden when Han Changmu coughed and said, "Otherwise, you can make a box like this for me, and I will carry the burden myself."
The bend was a bit big, and Yao Yao was a little confused. It turned out that he was waiting for her here.
As for the cold and cruel domineering president who was promised, it turns out that everything in romance novels is a lie.
Is it really appropriate for a grown man to ask a little girl for something so confidently?
If you want something, just say it, and beat around the bush. People who don't know it think she is "Yao Laoji". Doesn't this ruin her reputation as "Yao Dafang"?
Yao Yao readily agreed: "Okay, we'll get off the boat at Fenglingdu, buy some bamboo strips we can use, and let's do it."
Han Changmu didn't expect Yao Yao to be so straightforward. He prepared a lot of troublesome words but didn't use them. Instead, he was so happy that he felt a little embarrassed.
But this embarrassment is only fleeting. Who is he? The Major Envoy of the Department of Internal Security. He is famous for being cruel and thick-skinned.
After getting on the boat, Yao Yao looked at the wind and was stunned. This was equivalent to the luxury cruise ship he had taken in his previous life. Unexpectedly, he had no money to take it in his previous life, but after time travel, he took it instead. It was a saint who paid for it and spent it with public funds. It makes him happy to think about it. A complete winner in life.
