Yao Yao didn't quite agree with this statement.
Being sharp-tongued and having a sharp heart is called being inconsistent, and specializing in stabbing people into the heart; being sharp-tongued and having a sharp heart is called being ruthless and vicious, never being lenient when it comes to hurting people.
None of them are easy to get along with.
Helian Wenyuan's face looked better. He looked up at the sky. The blue sky was high, the clouds were thin, and there was only a slight breeze blowing on his face. It was a good weather for traveling.
He patted the horse's back and said expressionlessly: "Okay, let's go. We can leave the city early and find a place to rest before dark. If it's too late, we'll have to sleep in the open."
Several people quickly got on their horses, Helian Wenyuan and Meng Suijia took the lead, Han Changmu was in the middle, Yao Yao followed slowly, and Wang Xian and Chen Gui drove the camel team carrying luggage.
As for Gu Chen, Gu Chen was a prickly person. He rode his horse back and forth restlessly, and no one said a word to him.
Helian Wenyuan looked back and saw that the dilapidated courtyard was still dilapidated, just like every time he walked on horseback. The only difference was that this time, after walking out of thousands of miles of yellow sand, there were people eager to wait for his return.
Meng Hui stood at the door, staring with reluctance for a long time. Until the wind blew through the tree crowns, the dead leaves rustled down, and the group of people could no longer be seen, she slowly walked back to the courtyard.
The road documents for this group of people were all complete, and Helian Wenyuan was a familiar face. When they were at the city gate, there were many people saying hello. They were all wondering why Helian Wenyuan was traveling far away with the caravan during this season. Son, looking at this posture, this group of people is planning to celebrate the New Year on the road.
There were so many curious people that even the garrison asked a few more questions. They even bothered to check the documents carefully. There was almost no incident when leaving the city.
With the sound of camel bells, the camel team had just walked two miles away, and before the flying dust had cleared, Meng Sui opened the cage and released a flying slave.
Fei Nu spread his wings, hovered in the air for several times, suddenly flapped his wings, and shot off in one direction, gradually turning into a weak white dot, leaving a pale white ripple in the sky.
A moment later, Fei Nu flew across the high blue sky and landed on Meng Suigai's shoulder. His wings trembled and he kept pecking his cheek.
Helian Wenyuan was surprised, he had never seen anyone leading Fei Nu into Mohe Yanqi.
Han Changmu rode up on his horse, looked at the direction Fei Nu had just flown, and asked in a deep voice: "Brother Helian, that direction is Fangpan City."
Since leaving Suzhou, Helian Wenyuan has slowly stopped being distracted and his expression has become more serious: "Yes, it is Fangpan City."
Han Changmu remained silent, slowly stroking the nanmu beads on his wrist and thinking about it quietly.
Originally, Yang Youzi and his party could arrive at Yumen Pass from Suzhou along the official road. Why did they later transfer to Fangpan City? However, according to the news sent back from Fangpan City, the baggage convoy had not entered Fangpan City.
Yao Yao rode up and looked at the desolate land.
She didn't know much about that mysterious and desolate land in her previous life. All she knew came from the "Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" written by Master Xuanzang. Now it seemed that it was completely insufficient.
Han Changmu thought for a while, turned sideways and asked Helian Wenyuan in a low voice: "Master Helian, outside Fangpan City, is there any way to bypass Yumen Pass and directly enter Mohe Yanqi without entering the city?"
Helian Wenyuan's eyes turned cold, filled with doubts.
These people clearly have all the road documents and documents, so why are they worried about smuggling across the border and why are they unwilling to take the official route safely?
If there are dogs on the official road, will they chase them and bite them?
He was riding a horse, looking intently into the distance, and said with some hesitation: "Yes, yes, but Mr. Han, I have all the road certificates and documents. Why do I have to go around Yumen Pass and walk all the extra miles in vain?"
At this point, there is nothing to hide. Han Changmu said with a serious expression: "Master Helian, what we are looking for is a convoy that disappeared in Mohe Yanqi. This flying slave once brought the convoy's distress letter back to Beijing, so we have to follow this flying slave. Only by following the slave's route and entering Mohe Yanqi can we find the convoy."
Helian Wenyuan was a man of understanding. He never turned back when he fired his bow. Regardless of whether what Han Changmu said was true or false, he had no way out.
He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, raised his whip and pointed into the distance, and said simply: "Go north and cross the Hulu River at night."
Han Changmu nodded and followed Helian Wenyuan all the way north without asking too many questions.
Yao Yao caught up with Han Changmu and lowered his voice and asked, "Sir, why can't we alert the garrison during this trip?"
Han Changmu's eyes were slightly narrowed, his eyes were cold, and he was as vicious as Yao Yao had ever seen before. He said slowly: "A Yao, we have suffered so many ambushes along the way. The garrison is not completely trustworthy." We walked together all the way. At this point, he felt relaxed and began to confide in Yao Yao's inexplicable words: "Besides, the loss of pay and defense plans must be caused by collusion between the garrison and the DPRK. Therefore, this trip must be secretive and cannot alert the snake. This is possible. achieve the purpose of this trip.”
Thinking of the encounter with the water thieves on the building boat, the garrison hanging in the white horse garrison, and the thought of almost being barbecued a few days ago, Yao Yao shuddered and nodded hurriedly.
She shuddered and whispered: "Sir, on the building, the Zhou family's guards used crossbows and stone water for fire attacks. The assassins who besieged Hu's store that night also used crossbows and stone. Fat and water, these two things are only available in the military."
Han Changmu also thought about the key. It was simply that the Zhou family colluded with the weapons supervisor and obtained a batch of crossbows and Shizhishui. But the assassins that night came out of nowhere. Their whereabouts were secret. How did these assassins know? of.
After all, these assassins should have nothing to do with the Zhou family. If the Zhou family wanted to attack them, wouldn't it be the easiest time to do it on the ship?
How could they be allowed to get off the boat, like water dripping into the sea, hiding invisible.
He was full of confusion and doubts, and felt that this matter was complicated, as if there was another pair of hands secretly, which had nothing to do with the court or the army. These hands were pushing these things, step by step towards the unknown. direction development.
He didn't show anything on his face and shook his head calmly: "Let's check it slowly first." He suddenly turned to look at Yao Yao with a deep look in his eyes: "But Yao, after I told you so much, you still have to follow me. Tell me how you know these things."
Yao Yao was used to Han Changmu's questioning anytime and anywhere, and could handle it as usual without changing his face or heartbeat. He smiled calmly and said, "Sir, don't ask. Since I know, I naturally have a way to know, and I can't do it without telling you." It’s useless to ask about the difficulties, why bother?”
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and smiled. He said no more and urged his horse to gallop.
Yao Yao gradually slowed down, swaying on the horse, thoughtfully.
Gu Chen watched the two of them from behind for a long time. When he saw Han Changmu chasing Helian Wenyuan, he rushed forward, holding a bottle of wine, raised his head and took a sip, handed it to Yao Yao, and smiled.
Yao Yao shook his head and gave a bitter smile: "Lao Gu, if you drink this way, you may have finished drinking all the supplies before entering Mohe Yanqi. By then, you will be waiting to die of thirst."
Gu Chen smiled nonchalantly and said, "What are you afraid of? Isn't there the Calabash River ahead? Just add some water."
Yao Yao pursed his lips, and there was something in his words: "Lao Gu, you have never been here before, how could you know about a river that is not even on the map?"
Gu Chen's expression remained unchanged and he smiled casually: "A Yao, you have never been to Mohe Yanqi before, how do you know to make such strange things to keep out the cold."
After saying that, the two people looked at each other and smiled, and their laughter shook the sky.
The sound of horses' hoofbeats was clear and loud, and could be heard far away on this desolate path that had long been abandoned.
The afterglow of the setting sun slowly dimmed, and a cold wind blew up, rolling up the loess and gravel, making the weak light hazy, as if it was stained with dust.
The evening wind blew through the clumps of seabuckthorn bushes on the roadside, and the loess gravel rolled in the thin leaves.
The yellow sand is charming and dusk is gradually falling.
A simple low wall gradually appeared in the yellow sand. As the sound of horse hooves approached, the outline of the city was revealed.
The gray bricks and yellow earth walls are extremely cramped. The sea buckthorn bushes under the corner are the only bright color in this gloomy place.
Most of the people living in Fangpan City are the families of the garrison troops from Yumen Pass. Because they are very familiar with each other, the interrogation is more loose than elsewhere. The sudden entry of outsiders into the city is also extremely eye-catching.
Han Changmu and his party planned to hide their whereabouts, so they had no plans to enter the city. However, it was not dark yet and the night was not deep enough, so there was no way to cross the river quietly.
They went all the way north, around to the back of the city, and found a leeward place to wait until dark.
No one walked on the deserted road.
Ganzhou city.
After Xie Mengxia, the King of Han Dynasty, secretly left the capital, he arrived incognitoly at the long-awaited city of Ganzhou. He completely let himself go, bought a big house in the city, and bought many servants and maids to live there.
He stayed in Ganzhou city for ten days and visited every famous brothel in the city. He spent a lot of money and left a great reputation.
After ten days of shopping, he was finally not satisfied with wandering around the Fireworks Willow Alley. He discussed with He Yun's brother He Caiyi and spent a lot of money. Oh, no, he took dozens of servants and robbed a dozen young and beautiful girls. Hu Ji is back.
After getting over his addiction to smashing, smashing and robbing, Xie Mengxia was in a good mood. He lifted up his clothes and walked quickly through the courtyard to the inner house.
Speaking of which, Xie Mengxia is already in his thirties. Although the mansion has many beautiful maids, they are either snatched or sold, but none of them are seriously married. When he was still the crown prince of Prince Yan, Xie Ditang took over for him. He was so worried about the marriage that his hair fell out in handfuls. From the age of sixteen, he began to see a noble girl, and they were in their thirties. However, he did not marry his real wife, but he had a concubine of unknown origin. After raising him for dozens of years, Xie Ditang became angry and scolded him. He no longer cared about his marriage. He would marry whomever he wanted. No one wanted to marry him, so he would just keep his whole house of concubines and cause trouble.
