Guo Chuanlin called the ship boss out of the cabin and ordered him to take the helm of the official ship approaching the middle of the river. Boss Jin was a few steps behind and climbed onto the deck tremblingly. He saw Ouyang Di's body and head on both sides, dripping with blood, and hugged him in fear. Mast kept saying: "Now we are in trouble, now we are in trouble, kill the helmsman of the Quicksand Gang, they won't let it go!"
Li Qixian hated the Liusha Gang deeply. He snorted and said bitterly: "Scumbags like this who don't want to die..." How could a mere beggar say such harsh words? She suddenly realized her identity and hurriedly closed her eyes. Mouth.
The two ships gradually approached, and Guo Chuanlin jumped onto the official ship. There were more than ten corpses lying strewn on the deck and side of the ship, most of them were the close guards of Magistrate He. People died like lights out. He threw the corpses one by one into the river and coughed. , stepped into the cabin.
Magistrate He was in his forties, with a thin beard under his chin. He sat upright in the middle, pretending to be calm, but in fact he was extremely nervous and could hardly hold on. A woman in a yellow shirt stood behind him. She seemed to be his daughter. She had a delicate appearance and a pale face. She was holding his shoulders and could not help but tremble. In troubled times, human life is like an ant. As a woman, there is an added layer of misfortune. If you fall into the hands of a thief and be humiliated, it is more despairing than death.
Guo Chuanlin stopped, bowed his hands, and said softly: "Guo Chuanlin has seen Mr. He! The thief has already retreated. He came a step too late. Your Excellency was frightened!"
Hearing this, Magistrate He breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body slowly relaxed. As long as he was not a thief, the guard beside him was dead and injured, and there were not many injuries left. Only his daughter stood by to protect him from being frightened. I'm afraid I won't have to use the sword to go to the King of Hell first. He let out a long breath, but he had some doubts in his heart. Guo Chuanlin, Chuanlin, he had no impression of this name. In fact, Magistrate He could confirm that it was the first time he met the young man in front of him. Why was he like this? Respectfully, but vaguely consider yourself a subordinate?
Guo Chuanlin took out a letter from his arms, presented it with both hands, and handed it to Magistrate He. Magistrate He glanced at the cover and saw the four words "Chengzhou personally opened" written in the middle, which was straight and straight, like a model for children to learn calligraphy.
Chengzhou was his given name. The prefect of He was named Yaozu, and his given name was Chengzhou.
His heart trembled, he patted the back of his daughter's hand and said, "Lan'er, please stay away for a moment."
The woman in the yellow shirt agreed, glanced at Wei Shiqi secretly, climbed the steps back to the second-floor cabin, and gently closed the door. Lixiang, the personal maid who served her, struggled to stand up. Her face was flushed and her fever had not gone away. She whispered: "Miss..."
Helan touched her forehead and comforted her: "Okay, it's okay. The strong men have retreated. Just lie down and rest in peace!"
Li Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, stroked her chest and said, "I was scared to death just now..."
Helan waved his hand to signal her to stop talking. She walked lightly to the door and listened intently to what was going on downstairs.
Magistrate He tore open the cover and unfolded the letter. The letter was not long, just five or six lines. He raised his head several times to read it. He only signed a monogram of flying dragons and phoenixes at the signature. Magistrate He was very clear-eyed. Others might not know it, but he knew that it was the monogram of the Han family in Yangzhou. Many years later, almost all the direct descendants of the Han family were dead. The only one who fled was the illegitimate son of the patriarch Han Yang, Han Bing and Han Daliue. This letter was written by Han Bing himself.
Magistrate He closed his eyes, tore the letter into long strips, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it. After a while, he showed his face and said: "Nephew Guo, you came in time. If it weren't for your help, it would be rare to have a happy death today." !”
Guo Chuanlin said with a smile: "Young masters and good people have their own destiny, but a few strong men are like clowns!"
"What is the origin of that group of strongmen?"
"They are gangsters from the Liusha Gang, and their leader is Ouyang Di, the leader of the Buyang branch. The Liusha Gang calls itself a Baidao gang, but in fact it is ruthless, more greedy and vicious than the underworld."
Magistrate He was thoughtful and murmured: "It seems that they are not robbing money, but deliberately taking my life!"
"There must be someone behind the Quicksand Gang. Over time, the flaws will naturally show up. There is no rush. My lord, although the waterway is comfortable, it is not as fast and flexible as the land route. I am brave enough to ask you to abandon the ship and go ashore."
Magistrate He was still frightened by the thrilling scene just now. He nodded and said: "You are right. It's time to hurry up and arrive in Yangzhou as early as possible... By the way, how come you happen to be nearby?"
"I came from Jiaguan, boarded the tea merchant's ship, and went to Yangzhou to join the Lord on the order of Mr. Han. When I stayed in Buyang City, I met Ouyang Di by chance. He seemed to be suspicious, so he forced himself to board the ship, intending to go to Yangzhou. De Jiang Xin used the robbery of an official ship to silence him. When I heard that their target was Mr. He, I killed Ouyang Di, dispersed the strong men, and came to meet them. As expected, I did not miss the big deal. "
"Well, if you weren't here today, I would probably have become a water ghost who died in vain. Even Xiaolan..."
"Your Excellency, great blessings will reach the sky, and you will definitely be able to turn danger into safety!"
Magistrate He glanced at him and felt that his words and deeds were neither humble nor arrogant, and he did not look like a rebellious rebel general. He asked curiously: "Mr. Han wrote a book and recommended you to be a guard in my house. You are from the world. He is very skilled, but it would be overkill to do such a small thing."
Guo Chuanlin smiled and said: "I am just a pawn under Zhao Shuai. I was promoted to Hanwei by Mr. Han. By chance, I learned a little martial arts. I should serve for Zhao Shuai, Mr. Han and your lord."
Magistrate He was very satisfied. It was the icing on the cake, and it was like providing help in times of need. He was in need of capable people, and he could rest assured that Guo Chuanlin would escort him all the way. He pondered for a moment and then asked kindly: "Since Nephew Guo doesn't dislike it, I should treat him kindly. Well, Nephew Guo is here alone?"
Guo Chuanlin said: "I was alone when I left Jiaguan. When I went out to Longxi, I met a woman in trouble in the wilderness by the river. She was being chased by two gangsters from the Liusha Gang. I saved her life and left her alone. By your side, pretend to be a maid for now.”
"Zhifu He was aroused by the feud between Jianghu and Jianghu, and praised: "Oh, when the road is rough, he draws his sword to help, my nephew is very chivalrous! "
Guo Chuanlin smiled and said: "My lord, you are ridiculous. That woman is also a member of the world. She is very beautiful. I also acted on my whim."
"Uh, good... very good!" Magistrate He looked at his calm eyes and was speechless for a moment, and even forgot to ask the woman's origins. She is very beautiful, and in a moment of impulse, she expresses her dirty thoughts openly and openly, without any hesitation. It seems that this is what a man should do. This kind of character... this kind of person... is worthy of being a reckless hero. Scholars are too hypocritical, and in their hearts Thinking about it again, no one can say it!
"This woman is absolutely determined not to cause any trouble, so please let me do it."
Magistrate He waved his hand feebly and said: "My nephew likes her, so just keep her..."
"Thank you, sir. Sir, there are many corpses on the official ship, and the ghosts are still lingering. This ship is in serious trouble. I need you to move to the merchant ship, choose another town to dock, and switch to carriages and horses to make the journey."
Hearing the words "the ghost lingers", Magistrate He shuddered for no reason and responded: "Okay, let's do it!"
