Bao Cheng felt very comfortable after hearing this, and quickly helped the old woman up.
He frowned and remained silent for a while.
He knew very well that this group of water bandits had a large number of people and was familiar with the terrain. Even with the help of a master like Yao Yao, the two of them alone had little chance of rescuing all the girls.
The plan for now is to return to the capital to ask for help.
He turned around and looked at the old and the young.
It was easy for him to leave, but if the water bandits came back to harm these two people again, and these two people couldn't resist, they told everything about today's events. Wouldn't it be wrong for the water bandits to be prepared in advance? wonderful.
He gritted his teeth. It wasn't his money anyway, so he didn't feel bad about spending it.
He poured out all the silver ingots in his bag, stuffed them into the old woman's hands, and whispered: "Mother-in-law, you keep the silver. This place is more than forty miles away from the capital. You can take Erya there." Come to the capital and hurry up.”
The old woman's hands were shaking violently and her voice was hoarse: "Well, then, young master, my eldest daughter, if we leave, what will happen to my eldest daughter?"
Bao Cheng frowned and thought for a long time, then said: "Mother-in-law, just walk all the way to the capital. Once you enter the city, go to the Yamen Office of Jingzhao Mansion and ask to see Mr. Shaoyin. Just say that Yao Canjun asked you to come." "As he spoke, he took out a copy of his name card and handed it to the old woman carefully: "If they don't believe it, show this to them."
The old woman held the silver ingot in one hand and the name card in the other, with tears streaming down her face: "But Da Ya, my Da Ya."
Bao Cheng was already a little impatient and said patiently: "Mother-in-law, I have to find a way to save people first. You can take Erya and rush to the capital slowly. After I rescue Daya, I will send her to her home." Those who are going to Jingzhao Mansion, when you enter the city, go to the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen Office to wait for my good news."
The old woman opened her mouth to say something, but she saw that Bao Cheng had already untied the reins of the two horses, got on his horse, whipped the horses, and drove the two horses away.
It was noon at this time, the hottest time of the day. The caravan travelers on their way were resting and eating in the shade of the trees beside the official road. Bao Cheng was galloping by without squinting, kicking up dust all over the sky and making people choke. cough.
Someone was scolding loudly from behind, and Bao Cheng had no time to look back. He whipped his horse whip and made his four hooves move up and down.
He didn't feel the bumps on the horse anymore, his waist no longer hurt, and his legs no longer ached. He didn't even bother to drink a sip of water, and kept galloping from the bright sun to the dusk.
The evening wind blew slowly by, and in the gentle twilight, while riding on the bumpy horseback, Bao saw the towering city gate approaching gradually. The huge two characters "明德" on the city gate seemed to him like a life-saving talisman. generally.
The two horses neighed and rushed into the bustling crowd, causing a burst of panic and frightened screams. Bao Cheng took out the token of the Chief of the Interior Guard from his pocket, raised it high above his head, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Inner Guards." The Department of Internal Health handles the case, and the idle people retreat. The Internal Security Department handles the case, and the idle people retreat."
When people entering and leaving the city heard this, they rolled and crawled out of the way as if they had seen a ghost.
When the horse rushed to the city gate, Bao Cheng couldn't hold on any longer, rolled off his horse and fell heavily to the ground.
The soldiers on the side were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly came over to help him up.
Bao Cheng's face turned pale, and big beads of sweat slid down his forehead. He stuffed his inner guard token into the hands of the soldiers, and said breathlessly: "Quick, quick, go to the Internal Guard Department and ask to see the envoy." Sir, just say, just say, there is an urgent case, hurry up, hurry up."
The soldier was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to his senses, clutched the token tightly, led a fast horse, got on his horse, and left shouting Juechen all the way.
Bao Cheng watched the man and horse merge into the gorgeous setting sun, exhaled a long breath, collapsed on the ground and slowly closed his eyes.
He was so tired. What woke him up every day to work hard was not his ideals or poverty, but his life.
I don't know how long it took, but it seemed like a long time. Bao Cheng felt a chill spreading on his face. He slowly opened his eyes and saw the gently swaying ginger tent roof.
The Baoxiang flowers on the top of the tent were connected together, making him dizzy.
He closed his eyes, turned his head, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw the dancing candlelight by the window. The sky outside the window was already dark.
His thoughts stagnated for a moment, and then he remembered something. He sat up straight with a start, lifted the brocade quilt and was about to get out of bed.
"Hey, what are you doing? You just woke up and you have to come down. Do you want to faint again?" Jin Yu stopped Bao Cheng.
Bao Cheng's face was still a little pale and his energy was low. His lips were dry and cracked with a few bloody gashes. The pain was severe when he opened his mouth. He reluctantly said: "Ah Yao, Yao joins the army, we are running out of time."
Jin Yu held Bao Cheng's hand and nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know. I just saw you moving a few times, so I ordered people to invite the adults to come over. Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. If anything happens, wait for the adults to come. Let’s talk later.”
With that said, he poured a cup of tea and handed it over, and continued: "Master Bao, drink some water first, your mouth is cracked and bleeding."
Bao Cheng drank a few sips of hot tea and felt a little better before slowly settling down. He sat back on the bed and closed his eyes slightly, thinking about how Han Changmu would deal with him after he lost Yao Yao.
Just thinking about it like this made me break out in a cold sweat.
A burst of urgent footsteps sounded, and Han Changmu walked into the room like a gust of wind. Seeing that Bao Cheng had woken up, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked coldly: "What's going on? What happened? Yao joins the army." Woolen cloth?"
Bao Cheng tried hard to calm down his frightened heart, and spoke the old woman's words without missing a beat, and said anxiously: "Sir, although there are still three days left, the situation of the water bandits is unclear, and they don't even know where they will stay. , the Jialing River is so big, it’s really hard to start, I’m afraid of being humble, I’m afraid, I won’t have enough time.”
Han Changmu punched the bed hard. Who would have thought that such an accident would happen halfway.
He knew very well that with Yao Yao's skills, it would be easy to escape from several water bandits, but she didn't. She obviously wanted to save that big girl, or she discovered something different. Then she was allowed to be taken away by the bandits.
Thinking of this, Han Changmu asked in a deep voice: "Please tell me carefully about the situation at that time, especially how those people were dressed and what kind of horses they were riding."
Bao Cheng was a little embarrassed. He could clearly see how those people were dressed, but he was a little unsure about what kind of horses they were riding.
Horses have four legs and a tail. Is there any difference?
He spoke with difficulty: "There are nine people in total, the leader is a scholar, he looks like he is thirty or forty years old, and the rest are all practitioners. But what is the kung fu? I can't tell because of my humble position. I only heard Yao Yao say that the kung fu is not good." With a weak look, Yao Yao said that one of them was a Hu, the others were Han, and their accent was that of a southerner."
Han Changmu frowned: "Nanbian'er's accent? Can you tell where it is from?"
Bao Cheng licked his dry lips and thought for a long time. The group of people smelled spicy hot pot when they opened their mouths. They should all be from Sichuan, but what should Sichuan be called in this ancient time? In the end, he didn't Then he said with certainty: "Jianzhi, listen, they are like people from Jiannan Road, Yizhou, yes, Yizhou."
Han Changmu's eyebrows frowned even more tightly, and some doubts flashed in his heart.
The news came yesterday evening that Han Changyun rested at Lizhouguanyi and set off for Liangzhou early this morning. The journey must pass through the Jialing River.
Han Changyun and his party brought about a hundred girls, but at this time, a wave of water bandits from Yizhou were plundering girls everywhere, intending to sacrifice them to the river god.
This had to make him think more.
Han Changmu waved his hand to Jin Yu, picked up a pen, wrote a letter and handed it to him, and said in a cold voice: "Go to see Leng Shaoyin immediately and ask him to come over."
Watching Jin Yu leave, Han Changmu turned to Bao Cheng and said, "If you think carefully about what is special about those people, the more you tell me, the easier it will be for me to find their whereabouts."
Bao Cheng frowned and thought hard for a long time. Suddenly an idea flashed through his mind and he said eagerly: "Sir, those people are not very well dressed. Some of their clothes are covered with patches, but the ones on the waist The weapons are all very good, one of the barbarians has a sword inlaid with precious stones, which looks very valuable."
Han Changmu was stunned: "What kind of waist knife is it?"
Bao Cheng gestured with his hand: "It's a knife about a foot long, like a crescent moon. The scabbard is inlaid with rubies, sapphires and turquoise."
Han Changmu gave a rare smile: "You are very clear about what these girls like."
Bao Cheng smiled bitterly: "Sir, do barbarians also use scimitars? I remember that Turks use this thing best."
Han Changmu's expression was solemn and solemn, his hands unconsciously twisting the corners of his clothes, and he didn't speak for a long time.
If you speak with a Yizhou accent, you may not be Han; if you have a high nose and deep eyes, you may not be a Hu; if you have a scimitar on your waist, you may not be a Turk.
There are too many things in this world that look like flowers in the fog. The difficult thing is how to cut through the fog and find the real flower.
He concentrated for a moment and said calmly: "The scimitar can also be bought and sold. As long as it is silver, you can use it."
"..." Bao Cheng felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't imagine how Yao Yao communicated with this rotten piece of wood on weekdays.
Han Changmu thought about the horses again and continued to ask Bao Cheng: "What kind of horses do they ride?"
"..." Bao Cheng stuttered and began to describe it with great difficulty: "A horse, just a horse, with four legs and a tail." He really couldn't go on, and suddenly thought of a horse and a horse. With his horse standing in one place, he suddenly said: "By the way, sir, one of their horses, yes, the horse that the scholar rides, is stronger than the other horses, with thick legs, and Butts are big too.”
"..." Han Changmu was speechless.
