Han Changmu lowered his head and looked at the rain mixed with blood and flowing all over his body. He smiled and then said with a serious face: "Stop looking for it. I'm already soaked. Why are you looking for an umbrella?"
Yao Yao reluctantly said "Oh" and muttered: "You are not afraid that the rain will blind your eyes. You really don't know good people."
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment and said calmly: "You are afraid that the rain will blur my eyes and prevent me from riding a horse, so I will knock you off the horse."
Yao Yao pursed his lips and said nothing, acquiescing to the matter.
"..." Han Changmu covered his heart. Well, it hurt a little, the kind of pain that comes from being treated like a donkey with good intentions.
Yao Yao slept all the way and recovered some of her mental and physical strength. Coupled with the heavy rain, she was soaked all over, and her clothes were wet and stuck to her body. The uncomfortable tiredness was gone. After thinking about it, she continued to ask: "Is there an inn ahead? I checked the map when I came here, and it didn't indicate that there was a Black Spring Station here."
The rain was pouring, and Han Changmu's voice was dim in response to the sound of rain. It was not as cold and hard as before, and his voice was softer: "It was a small post in Qianchao. It has been abandoned for a long time. It is very dilapidated. Travelers passing by The caravan also rested at the inn."
Yao Yao was silent and silent. Ordinary travelers and caravans did not rest in Heiquanyi, but Li Yushan's escort team was not ordinary people. If they got rid of the Turks, Li Yushan would probably turn around and come to Suzhou. Spending the night in the small post, if you bump into it, all your efforts will be in vain.
After a moment of silence, Han Changmu continued: "Li Yushan's escort team was held back by the Turks and will definitely be damaged. Baima garrison is very close to Ganzhou and can only travel in a day's journey. According to his cautious temperament, he will retreat first. We will rest for a day in Ganzhou and then go to Suzhou."
Yao Yao was silent.
Well, one level of official rank is overwhelming, let alone several levels. He is good-looking and everything he says is right.
Han Changmu continued: "It's just that it's raining heavily right now, and the road is too muddy to walk on. We have to walk slower, because we're afraid we won't be able to get there before dark."
Yao Yao was silent, feeling like there was a fight, and Han Changmu became a chatterbox.
She was quiet for a moment and said, "You're already wet anyway. It doesn't make any difference whether you arrive earlier or later. It doesn't matter if you walk slower."
Just when Han Changmu and his two men rushed to Heiquanyi, Li Yushan led the escort team and rushed out of Baima garrison with difficulty. On the official road retreating to Ganzhou, they met the garrison patrolling Baima garrison.
The Turks robbed things and killed people. When they saw the garrison, they quickly withdrew to the Qilian Mountains without any intention of starting a fight.
Li Yushan did not mention the situation of the garrison in the White Horse Guards, and only said respectfully to the fire chief: "Master, the villain and this group are the escort team of the Weiyuan Escort Bureau. As soon as they entered the White Horse Guards, they encountered horse thieves and Turks. "
The fire chief did not doubt that he was there and did not ask further questions. He nodded and let them go to Ganzhou to repair themselves, and then went straight to Baima garrison.
Li Yushan breathed a sigh of relief and took stock of the damage. Although most of the goods were lost, fortunately the most important boxes were undamaged.
Most of the bodyguards were injured, ranging from minor to serious, but fortunately, no bodyguards died.
After counting like this, Li Yushan discovered that Han Changmu and Yao Yao were missing. He panicked and asked loudly: "Where is Brother Han, where is A Yao, who has seen them."
The escorts looked at each other. At that time, they were only focused on running for their lives. No one cared to see where the others had gone. They might have been scattered, or they might have died in the Baima garrison.
Hearing Li Yushan ask this, Liu Yi lowered his head silently.
Although he was a powerless old man, he still had some ingenuity after running around for many years, and he survived under the iron cavalry of the Turks.
In a panic, he watched helplessly as Han Changmu and the two left the escort team and headed towards Suzhou.
But he wouldn't say it. Instead, he was a little glad that these two people were gone. No one would expose his secret and Meng Ying's secret.
Li Yushan still needed Han Changmu to detoxify him. Han Changmu was gone. His heart sank again and again, and he became uneasy. However, he did not dare to go back to the Baima garrison for a closer inspection, so he had to suppress his thoughts and lead the escort team back to Ganzhou. , make plans again.
He took a closer look and saw that the group of horse thieves suffered heavy casualties. The remaining five or six people actually followed the leader of the horse thieves and ran all the way here. He had a worried expression on his face, raised his sword in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and cursed angrily. He said: "Damn you, why don't you fight? If you don't fight, get out."
The leader of the horse thief did not flinch, but said firmly: "This road does not belong to your home, why should you tell me to get lost? If you want to get the hell out of here, or if you want to fight, I will accompany you."
The remaining five or six horse thieves were all injured, their faces were pale, and they were wailing listlessly. Not to mention fighting, they would collapse on the ground even if they walked a few steps.
Li Yushan laughed in anger, and most of his anger was gone. He cursed: "The road is facing the sky, everyone goes to one side. If you follow me again, don't blame me for being rude."
The leader of the horse thieves snorted and waved his sword: "Let's go into Ganzhou City and eat and drink spicy food."
Li Yushan and his party followed the horse thief slowly and leisurely, never far or too close.
The sound of dusk drums, like waves, slowly swept through Chang'an City.
As soon as the doorbell sounded, the shops and stalls in the east and west cities began to pack up and prepare to close their doors and go home.
The evening meal was served in Prince Qin's palace, which was nothing more than porridge, a side dish, and a plate of steamed buns.
Xie Huiming sat on the main seat, holding bamboo chopsticks, and smiled: "You guys have a try, I don't know if the dusk food in this palace is to your taste."
Several men sitting at the bottom tasted it one after another, nodding and smiling.
A middle-aged man wearing a bamboo green round collar robe said with a respectful smile: "His Royal Highness the King of Qin is so diligent and thrifty, it really puts the humble ministers to shame."
The person who spoke was Huo Shiqi, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. After going to court, he sent his servant back to his house and asked his wife for leave. Only then did he dare to accept the invitation of Zheng Bin, the Minister of the Ministry of War, to come to the Prince of Qin's palace to have a drink and talk. This conversation started from lunch to evening meal.
He shook his legs privately, fearing that he would have to kneel down to do the abacus when he went back.
Zheng Bin, Minister of the Ministry of War, lives up to his name. He is a gentle man with a white face and beardless eyes. He has narrow eyes. He has a face that looks like a weak scholar in the playbook, but he is actually from the army. He is the same as the generals of the Sixteenth Guards. They all fought fiercely.
Precisely because of Zheng Bin, the minister, when the Ministry of War and the Sixteenth Guards, who commanded the world's soldiers and horses, worked together, they gradually got into a good situation where they could hold hands and talk, and there was never a fight when discussing matters.
Hearing Huo Shiqi's words, he curled his lips and smiled: "That's exactly what Huo Shangshu said."
Huo Shiqi seemed to be sitting on a nail, unable to sit still. He glanced at Zheng Bin. He came to Prince Qin's Mansion after listening to this man's lies. Only when he came did he realize that he was not the only one who had been invited, and there were also Li Zhong, the general of the Jinwu Guard, and Xia Jigang, the envoy of the Internal Guard Department.
It was clear that something big was going to happen in this battle.
This feeling of hiding something without saying anything was like putting someone on a fire and roasting him. Huo Shiqi was sitting on pins and needles.
Xie Huiming took a sip of porridge slowly, wiped his mouth, and finally got to the point: "Master Xia, is there no news about the emperor brother yet?"
Xia Jigang looked embarrassed. This job was not easy to do.
He shook his head sadly: "The humble minister is incompetent, and there is no news about His Highness the King of Han."
Xie Huiming's face darkened. He was already serious, and after his dark face, he became even more ugly.
Xia Jigang looked at the black face. The already tasteless evening food became increasingly difficult to swallow. He choked on his food, gritted his teeth and frowned: "The Hexi area is remote and the news is not very smooth. Yesterday, WeChat I sent another team of internal guards out of the capital to search for the whereabouts of His Highness the King of Han."
Xie Huiming nodded noncommittally, turned to look at Zheng Bin and Li Zhong, and said solemnly: "It's up to you two to take care of the stations along the way."
Zheng Bin's face was calm, but he didn't look embarrassed. He said, "Yes, Wei Chen has already given the order."
Li Zhong stroked his gray beard, hesitating in his heart.
Jinwuwei is in charge of the patrols and vigilance in the palace and the capital, and has no contact with the garrison in Hexi area. If he interferes in the military affairs of Hexi without authorization, he is afraid that he will arouse suspicion, and this job will not be easy to handle.
He hesitated for a moment and said: "Your Highness, do you want to inform the Hexi garrison about this matter and ask the army to coordinate the search?"
Xie Huiming gently placed it on the bamboo chopsticks, with a calm face, neither happy nor angry, and said calmly: "No need, the army is mixed with good and bad, and I dare not hand over the life and death of my brother to the army. General Li, just send the order to the beacon fire at the post stations in Hexi. If there is a memorial in the future, I will shoulder the responsibility."
Li Zhong bit the bullet and accepted the matter, feeling full of dissatisfaction in his heart.
It was empty talk. If the Japanese army really criticized him, could he really push King Qin out to block the sword?
Besides, if he passes military orders, will Fengsui Post Station definitely listen?
Seeing that Li Zhong did not refuse, Xie Huiming smiled. He seemed to be well aware of Li Zhong's doubts. He took out two letters from his sleeves and handed them over: "This is the secret edict of my father and the king's order. General Li can Do things cheaply, don’t stick to external things, just find the emperor brother as soon as possible.”
Li Zhong glanced at the letter and saw that the wax seal on the seal was intact, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Xie Huiming also breathed a sigh of relief. This general of the Jinwu Guard was not using it smoothly. He felt a little frustrated. If it was smooth, why would he leave any evidence?
He turned to look at Huo Shiqi, still looking calm.
Huo Shiqi shivered inexplicably. He listened for a long time, but he couldn't help but hear what he shouldn't hear and couldn't get involved. He couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart and couldn't understand the purpose of King Qin calling him here.
Xie Huiming said seriously: "Master Huo, the emperor's departure from the capital must have been instigated by the officials of the East Palace. Does Mr. Huo know all these officials?"
Huo Shiqi looked confused, but he was very clear in his heart.
The official of the East Palace is a hot potato. Whoever touches him will be unlucky. He will definitely not touch him. He is not that stupid.
