Chen Tianwen heard what his third uncle said, and it made sense.
He grimaced and smiled. It was just on a whim that he asked his third uncle to help.
The other two were more capable of looking for trouble than themselves, and they started making a fuss as soon as they arrived in the capital. On the three-thirds of an acre of land in the West and Beixiang, every one of them was probably a demon king!
Chen Tianwen had a headache, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad to be with these two guys. One thing was certain, life would not be too idle, it would definitely be a mess!
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While Chen Tianwen and Chen Xuan were talking about Lao Dao, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the window.
Chen Xuan frowned and said, "Why are there still people riding horses on the streets in the capital? Listening to the sound of horse hooves, at least there is a small guard."
When Chen Tianwen heard this, he was shocked. He remembered that he had ordered A Tao to call the city patrol camp. He hurriedly ran to the cloud corridor and watched about dozens of people wearing armor and riding horses rushing towards Lao Dao.
"Tian'er, what's going on with the sound of horse hooves outside?" Chen Xuan was lying on the ground and asked loudly to Chen Tianwen outside.
He is in charge of the public security in the capital and the defense of the city gates. It can be said that he has great power and great responsibility. At this time, the world is not so peaceful.
If something happened in the city due to my own negligence, it would be hard to explain it to the person in the palace.
Chen Tianwen came back and said with a wry smile: "My nephew asked A Tao to go to the patrol camp and call for people to come. The leader is Commander Wang."
When Chen Xuan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, as long as nothing major happened in the capital.
"Third uncle, since the old man might be one of our own, let's go down and stop him! Otherwise, I'm afraid something big will happen if we go late."
Chen Tianwen stood beside him and said worriedly.
Chen Xuan felt that what his nephew said was reasonable. Wang Dalong was a hot-tempered person, but he was very attentive and could be fine for a short period of time. If he wasted a long time on this, he would really be afraid of being beaten to death by an old Taoist.
"Tian'er, help me up."
Chen Xuan was very tall and tall. Chen Tianwen tried to pull him several times before he finally got Chen Xuan to stand up firmly.
Chen Tianwen saw Chen Xuan standing up in pain and sweating profusely. He asked worriedly: "Third uncle, are you sure nothing is wrong?"
Chen Xuan bared his teeth and gasped, "It's not serious. The old man will hold back. Otherwise, with this kick, I will be crippled even if I don't die."
He turned around and saw his nephew lowering his head and saying nothing, as if he was saying, believe it or not.
Chen Xuan put his hand on Chen Tianwen's shoulder and patted him hard on the shoulder.
He warned: "It's not like a cat or a dog. It doesn't kill people so easily, and it doesn't have a deep hatred. The other party also knows my identity. That kick just looks very powerful. It just wants to make me lose the ability to fight. It will be over in a few days." alright."
Chen Tianwen held his third uncle's shoulders and walked outside with gentle steps and heavy steps.
When passing by the shopkeeper, he said hello and went downstairs and left the restaurant.
Suddenly, Chen Tian asked: "Third uncle, do you think Commander Wang counts? Do you mean cats and dogs?"
When Chen Xuan heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He urged Chen Tianwen and said, "Tian'er, support me and walk faster. Let's go rescue people."
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On the other side, in a shop.
Lu Youjing and the old servant were sitting on the ground, looking depressed, and the atmosphere was a bit gloomy.
"Wei Shu, listen to the sound, it seems that there are a lot of cavalry coming outside." Lu Youjing was interrupted from his thoughts by the sound outside.
The old servant was sitting on the side. His messy hair was covered with dust, and strands of scabbed black hair were pulled randomly to both sides, revealing a bloodless face. There was a mass of his own blood on the front of his chest.
The old servant's legs were placed casually among the trees, his pale yellow eyes looked dull, and he looked like an old beggar who had lost hope in life.
The old servant listened to his young master's words and replied "Oh" with a dull expression.
Lu Youjing turned to look at the old servant with a sad look on his face, and continued: "Uncle Wei, are we sitting on the ground like this all the time?"
The old servant turned his head and stared at Lu Youjing for a few times, then said softly: "Master, where do you want to go?"
Lu Youjing was a little frightened by the old servant's expressionless face.
He was obedient and said tentatively: "Uncle Wei, when we come to the capital, shouldn't we go back to the palace first?"
Could it be that Uncle Wei was beaten stupid by that old man?
Lu Youjing gritted his teeth in his heart and thought: "Next time you meet that old man, you'd better run away first!"
If the old servant knew what his young master was thinking, he would probably not care about his injuries now. He got up and spat at Lu Youjing, then grabbed him and left the city, starving him outside for three days.
The old servant nodded and said, "Then let's go back to the palace."
"That time."
"Return."
"Uncle Wei, let's go!"
"Let's go!"
Lu Youjing looked at the old servant with a dark look. He sat motionless and didn't react at all. He didn't look like someone who wanted to get up.
He said helplessly: "Uncle Wei, I have already stood up, but you are still sitting down."
The old servant raised his head and saw Lu Youjing standing in front of him and said, "Oh, Master, you're up."
"you do not say!"
The old servant spread his arms and said helplessly: "Old servant, I can't get up."
Lu Youjing stood aside and said at a loss: "What should I do? If I don't go back, I will starve to death in the capital."
"Young Master doesn't look like someone who is about to starve to death."
Lu Youjing said anxiously: "Why doesn't it look like him anymore?"
The old servant looked Lu Youjing up and down, and said in a positive tone: "The old servant has seen people who are about to starve to death. They are lying on the ground with their whole bodies curled up, dying."
"Just like this old slave."
Lu Youjing had nothing to say. If he hadn't sat down and squinted for a while and regained some strength, he wouldn't have looked like the ghost Uncle Wei said!
"Uncle Wei, while I have recovered some strength, let's go back to the palace as soon as possible!"
The old servant looked troubled and gasped, "Sir, I really don't have the strength now. That old master's palm was too heavy."
Lu Youjing debated: "What should we do now? I'll go back first and call my servants to pick you up?"
The old servant pulled a wry smile from the corner of his mouth, looked at Lu Youjing and said aggrievedly: "Master, do you think this method is suitable? I'm afraid that if you leave, I will die here when you arrange for someone to come over."
The old servant continued to persuade: "It's still a long way to the palace. I don't feel at ease if I don't have the old servant by my side to protect the young master."
The corner of Lu Youjing's mouth twitched and he said in a daze: "Uncle Wei, with your behavior like this, are you sure I'm not protecting you?"
"Sir, you underestimate me. With my skills, as long as I don't close my eyes, no one dares to touch you."
This skill was so good that he was knocked away by someone's palm, and he still can't stand up now.
