In the mountains, about five hundred wolf soldiers were marching, and the leader was Mr. Cen Qi, who was dressed elegantly in white.
His white clothes were already dirty at this time, but he seemed to have never had a chance to change them, which made him feel like his white jade was covered in dust.
This wolf soldier is said to be one unit. In fact, as long as there is a discerning person here, he will definitely find something wrong, because when marching, the wolf soldier is obviously divided into two parts, the front and the rear. The three hundred people in front are closely following Mr. Cen Qi. The more than two hundred people behind seemed a little reluctant, falling behind more than ten steps away.
Among the wolf soldiers at the back, the three leading ones were walking closer and discussing something. Finally, one of them walked forward quickly and caught up with the group in front. He walked not far behind Mr. Cen Qi and shouted, "Cen Qi." "Seventh Young Master"
Master Cen Qi turned to look at him, raised his hand, and all the wolf soldiers behind him stopped. Master Cen Qi asked expressionlessly, "Why did Huang Tumu call me?"
The Tumu looked serious, clasped his fists and said, "Young Master Cen, there is no news about my eldest lady so far. We can no longer follow the seventh young master. We have just agreed to go back to find the eldest lady."
Mr. Cen Qi frowned slightly, "What if we encounter the army? Do you want to go to war with the army?"
The Tumu shook his head and said, "The eldest lady has an order not to start a war with the officers and soldiers."
Master Cen Qi sneered, "In this case, you will surrender yourself if you go back."
His words naturally make sense, but who would have thought that Tumu was stubborn and replied, "Seventh Young Master, I only know that the eldest lady is missing now, and we are here to protect the eldest lady. If we don't take the eldest lady I found it and returned to Siming Mansion. How can I explain it to the chieftain?"
Master Cen Qi stared at him for a while, then suddenly said, "Okay, you go."
The Tumu cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Seventh Young Master."
Master Cen Qi ignored him, waved to his subordinates, and headed west.
After walking for a short distance, a Tumu behind Mr. Cen Qi couldn't help but asked, "Master Qi, they are all elites in this field, especially the Huang Hu just now. If he were to be here, it would be a blow to Siming Mansion." "
Young Master Cen Qi said coldly, "Then if Huang Zhiting dies, maybe it won't matter. If she doesn't die, sooner or later this matter will be spread. How will it end then? It's not worth doing it for just a Huang Hu."
Na Tumu was still a little unwilling and said, "Huang Hu is Huang Zhiting's confidant after all. As long as he dies, Huang Zhiting's position in the Huang family will become more unstable. And her eldest brother Huang Yinglei is incompetent, and her younger brother Huang Yingping is even more It's only three years old. By then we are thinking of some ways, such as inciting Huang Gongsheng's men to rebel against Huang Chengzu. The Huang family may be in civil strife. In this way, our Cen family's power among the chieftains of Guangxi can be restored. , this is the best opportunity since the Tianzhou Rebellion."
Master Cen Qi shook his head, "You underestimate Huang Zhiting. Although she is a woman, since Huang Chengzu despaired of Huang Yinglei, she has been trained as a female chieftain. Although she may not be allowed to inherit the position in the future, it is very likely that she will be a female chieftain." As Huang Yingpin’s guardian. So, as long as she doesn’t die this time, it doesn’t matter if the Huang family loses a Huang Hu. Even if Huang Hu is the so-called top master of Siming, it’s not as important as you say.”
Na Tumu sighed, seemingly convinced.
There was a trace of doubt in the eyes of Master Cen Qi again, and he said, "Besides, I always feel that something is wrong about this incident, especially the movements and performance of the officers and soldiers."
The Tumu was a little surprised and asked, "What's wrong?"
Cen Qi Gongzi said, "Even if Gao Xunjian in Liuzhou City was so angry that he went crazy for a moment, after all, he was born in the Sixth No. 1 Scholar and was the nephew of Mr. Gao Ge. Even if he only talked about the influence he received at home, he could not be stupid. We still haven’t woken up after a night, but the officers and soldiers still pursued us until they caught up with us in the camp last night. Why is this?”
Na Tumu hesitated and said, "Perhaps he is stupid in his reading." He also felt that this explanation was too far-fetched and untenable. He added, "Maybe the ordering soldiers could not catch up with the official army. After all, the reason why the ordering soldiers were We can usually run fast because we have good horses, but this time we are taking the army into the mountains. Riding horses in these mountains is worse than walking, and they cannot run fast. In this case, it is possible that we cannot catch up with the large army. "
But Master Cen Qi shook his head and said, "Why did the officers and soldiers run so fast this time? Even if we entered the mountain, their speed did not slow down much. We rested for less than two hours, and the officers and soldiers actually caught up. Based on your experience, which official army in Guangxi has such ability?"
Hearing what Mr. Cen Qi said, the Tumu couldn't help but show a thoughtful expression, and muttered: "Master Qi is right, there is something wrong with this army, whether it is the Liuzhou Guards or the squadron garrison in Liuzhou, It is impossible for them to run so fast or so far, so there is only one possibility that this army is not the army originally stationed in Liuzhou."
Master Cen Qi suddenly raised his hand again, stopped the team, thought for a moment, and said, "If it weren't for the Liuzhou official army, what kind of troops would there be in Liuzhou city yesterday?"
Na Tumu seemed to remember something, opened his eyes wide and said, "The servants brought by Guilin Zuowei and Gao Xunjian."
Mr. Cen Qi said coldly, "The left guard of Guilin can run so fast and far. I think that the troops last night must be high-pragmatic servants. Only his servants will carry out his orders so hard and without compromise." No buckle”
He paused and then said, "Besides, I have heard before that all the members of the Gao family are equipped with the Ming Dynasty's best blunderbuss, the Longqing II style. This must be the reason why they dare to pursue us with a weak force."
The Tumu said disdainfully, "The Longqing Second Style is indeed not weak. It can be seen from the time when Liu Zhijun dispatched Guangdong gunmen to quell the rebellion in Bazhai. They are very good at arraying in field battles. However, that was just arraying in field combat. In Guangxi In the mountains, if we start fighting in the mountains and forests, there will be no formation. No matter how powerful the gun is, it is just a decoration. When the time comes, we will still have the same footwork, sword skills and bravery as the old three, and these three things I, the Guangxi Wolf No one is afraid of soldiers.”
Cen Qi Gongzi smiled and said, "Very good, Cen Zhao, you are much better now than before. It seems that going out with the army is not without benefits. At least you can know yourself and the enemy, instead of sitting in a well and watching the sky."
Cen Zhao was happy to be praised by him, but he was still quite calm. He just cupped his fists and saluted, saying, "This is all cultivated by the seventh master. I can't thank you enough."
Master Cen Qi nodded and suddenly said, "Send the order, let's go back too."
Cen Zhao was stunned, "Let's go back to where we were yesterday."
Master Cen Qi smiled and said, "That's right, let's go find someone too."
"We are also looking for someone." Cen Zhao rolled his eyes. "Master Qi means to find Huang Zhiting before Huang Hu does. Then" he made a motion of wiping his neck.
But Master Cen Qi shook his head and said, "Huang Zhiting can also look for her, but I mainly want to find the one who disappeared last night."
"A scholar," Cen Zhao said hesitantly, "Even if Master Qi thinks he has some talent, I don't think he has to take such a big risk."
Master Cen Qi opened his gold-painted black bone fan with a flick of his finger, and lightly fanned his chest a few times. A flash of light appeared in his eyes, "I'm just afraid that he is not a young scholar, but a great number one scholar."
