The old woman tried to get out of the way quickly because of her inconvenient legs and feet, but ended up tripping down. The little grandson was originally pushed out by him, but he ran back again. He was immediately filled with despair. It was God who was going to kill them both. The old woman could only instinctively protect her little grandson behind her in order to give him a chance to escape with his life.
But after hearing the neighing of a dragon and a horse and the scream of a person, there was nothing more to follow. The old woman took a closer look and saw that six people appeared next to her. The person in front of her reached out to her, and her grandson behind her was also helped up by one of the beautiful women in red, so as not to hit the dirt on her body.
After Ye Feng helped the old woman up,
Li Dukang looked worriedly at the golf ball drinking water in the river, "Brother, he doesn't seem to know how to drink water. If he dies, will we be in trouble?"
Ye Feng smiled and said: "Brother, have you never heard of the old saying: Good people don't live long, and harm will last for thousands of years. He can't die, otherwise I would have let him die."
As expected, some vendors wearing unusually luxurious clothes could no longer care about anything, and many of them had already jumped into the river to save others.
At this time, the commander had already dismounted and walked to Ye Feng. Watching the wealthy businessmen rushing to rescue Gao Qiu, he said coldly, "I have never seen these people act so bravely."
Li Dukang naturally understood the meaning of Ye Feng's words, "What they saved was the identity and status of the people on the dragon carriage, not the life of a drowning person."
The commander saw someone telling the truth to the point. When he took a closer look, he couldn't remember who Li Dukang was for a moment, but he felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. Suddenly he remembered that this person was not his old sister who loved poetry. Idol! I like Wuyi but not poetry. I once saw a portrait of this person in a new collection of poems collected by my sister. It is a great poet that my sister likes, Li Dukang.
So the commander came to Li Dukang and bowed and said: "Hello, Mr. Li, I'm Meng Fei. I didn't recognize you just now. Please don't be offended. My sister Meng Ying is your loyal fan and loves you very much. I don't know, sir." Can you sign it for me? My sister must be very happy." Meng Fei thought that he had gotten the signature of the idol that his sister cherished so much, so it seemed that he would be able to get the sword that he coveted.
Li Dukang never imagined that he would meet his brother, a big fan of his, asking for an autograph for his sister. So he smiled and looked away, which meant that we should first pay a visit to the principal here, and don't get the order of priority wrong.
After all, Meng Fei had been in the military camp, so he naturally understood what Li Dukang meant, so he stepped forward to face Ye Feng, stretched his right arm across his chest, put his right fist in front of his heart, and performed a military salute. "King Ye, I did not fulfill my duty of discernment just now, and I was rude in many ways. I hope King Ye will forgive me."
Ye Feng looked at Meng Fei, nodded and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, if you want to sign, just do it yourself."
Meng Fei naturally did not dare to make another mistake. He looked around and said with a troubled expression: "The dragon chariot has been flooded and cannot be used even if it is salvaged. Please wait a moment, King Ye, and I will rearrange the chariot and horses immediately." Ju Ran mentioned He didn't even mention the life or death of the golf ball.
"It's okay" Ye Feng said and looked around, but he couldn't see any carriages carrying people. All he could see were carriages carrying goods, which were full of grain for sale. So Ye Feng winked at Jiang Yu, and Jiang Yu immediately understood what Ye Feng meant. I saw Jiang Yu and the vendors, directly negotiating and bargaining, buying the grain cart together, and selected a large cart filled with bags of white rice. Jiang Yu unloaded all the white rice on the carriage with a single movement of his true energy, and then pulled the carriage over.
Ye Feng smiled and said: "Commander Meng, please arrange for soldiers to deliver the food on these carriages to the slums for distribution. We can just take that carriage and go to the banquet."
Meng Fei was stunned when he heard this, but immediately regretted it, so he saluted Ye Feng. This time it was no longer a military salute, but a bow. This was no longer as a non-commissioned officer, but as a person to another person. Respect from someone who deserves respect.
"I will definitely fulfill King Ye's instructions."
Ye Feng shook his head: "I just want the carriage, and the rest is just a way. Besides, what I do is just a trivial matter. It can't save anyone at all. It's just a few days' delay in dying. This is not the case at all." It’s not worth making people happy either.”
As the carriage approached, the fat man wanted to take the plunge again, but was kicked away by Jiang Yu. "Get started, I'll be there"
The fat man sat down behind the cargo platform with great grievance. After everyone got on the carriage, Jiang Yu was on the coachman's seat, "driving" for a long time. Jiang Yu even shook the reins desperately and slapped the horse's butt sideways. The horse just wouldn't move. The scene was extremely embarrassing for the moment.
Jiang Yu licked his face and turned around and said, "Old Ye, I just eliminated 2 wrong answers for you."
Ye Feng glanced at Jiang Yu and said, "Get off."
He saw Ye Feng sitting on the groom's seat. Ye Feng knew that the reason why he didn't leave was because the horse recognized its owner. Without the owner's scolding, it would be impossible for it to move. Even Ye Fenglai is the same. However, Ye Feng has a beastly way. Even spiritual beasts and monsters must be obedient, not to mention the horse. He saw Ye Feng shake the reins lightly, tap the horse's butt sideways, and a shallow beastly way followed. The rope acts on the horse.
The carriage actually started to move. Jiang Yu couldn't keep his face at this moment. He came to Ye Feng and said, "Old Ye, did you find out that this horse is a mare, and your charm is still superior to the race of this mare?" Same thing..."
Before Jiang Yu could finish speaking, Ye Feng kicked him out of the carriage.
Because the old woman and her grandson were going to the same place as Ye Feng, so Ye Feng also took them two with him.
Ye Feng picked up the straw hat next to him and put it on his head. He picked up a dogtail grass and held it in his mouth. In addition, Ye Feng doesn't like luxurious clothes. Looking at Ye Feng's legs swinging back and forth on the side of the car seat and holding the reins, he looks like a live groom.
After Meng Fei arranged for his trusted soldiers to deal with the food transportation problem here, he rode next to Ye Feng's carriage. He couldn't believe his eyes. This is the King of Kyoto. He is actually driving a carriage for his subordinates at this moment. He is so skillful and natural that he even brought two old women along with him. How did he become the King of Kyoto? Did he get promoted by driving for others?
Ren Xiaojin sat next to Ye Feng, glanced at Ye Feng, and said with a smile, "Feng, you are very professional. Have you ever been a groom before?"
Ye Feng also smiled, "I did it before, but that was a long time ago."
At this moment, the golf ball, who had drank a lot of water, was rescued by a group of "enthusiastic people who acted bravely."
