Chapter 1002 Entering Huai County

The weather has become hot, and the yellow sand is covered with the earth, stretching from one side of the horizon, like a dry sea, silent under the bright sun. The wind is very weak, like pebbles thrown into the lake, which can only cause weak ripples in this desert sea, and then disappear without a trace.

Because of the pressure of Ma's super army, Huai County has imposed a ban at this time, and there are almost no pedestrians. Several sentries guarding the gate looked back with a little anxiety and alert, and could only occasionally see a team of soldiers rushing by. The whole town fell into an anxious silence, like a tossing and turning insomniac.

Suddenly, the crisp sound of bells shocked the attention of the sentries. They stretched out their heads and looked at them. The first thing they saw was heavy goods, tied tightly, piled up like mountains, up and down with the spine of the horse, and looked shaky. After that, I saw that the person holding the horse also bent down and bowed his back, with a big package on his body, which was difficult to walk.

There is no laughter, some are just a heavy gasp, and a crisp horse bell ringing with the rhythm of the march.

Seeing this, several sentries all looked at each other in condescencence: in Hanoi County, it is known that Ma Chao and General Gao have been against each other for nearly a month, and no merchants dare to come here to trade. What's more strange is that the leader of this caravan is actually a teenager, riding a white horse, dressed in brocade, and cynical. At a glance, he knows that he is a son of a large family.

In such a critical period, such a strange caravan naturally aroused doubts in the hearts of these sentries. When the caravan came to the gate, the sentry commander immediately came forward and said, "Who are you?"

After seeing the long clothes and looking surprised for a moment, a trace of anger suddenly rose on his face, directly picked up the whip in his hand, and slapped the long man's face: "What is not open-eyed, even the Sima family caravan dare to stop it?"

"Sima family?" The Tunchang was furious at first, but the poor and difficult days have wiped out the blood in his heart. Seeing that the teenager was so domineering, he did not dare to fight back, but he endured the pain to stop the guards behind him and said with a smile, "Sir, don't embarrass the villain. It's not that you don't know this critical time. The villain dared to ask, what kind of goods are you shipping and where are you going to ship them?

"Do you want to search for this shipment?" Seeing that the chief still had eyesight, the teenager couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth and said playfully, "Don't worry, the Sima family has always been impartial and law-abiding, and also supports Yuan Gong* Ma Chao, who should kill thousands of knives. However, I want to ask again, do you really want to know what the goods are?

The Tunchang listened to the strange tone of the teenager and looked at the whip rubbing back and forth in his hand. He couldn't help but feel sad: he has been in Hanoi all his life and knows the strength of the Hanoi clan in detail. In particular, the Sima family has always been not exposed, but its roots are extremely strong and extensive. It can be said that Zhang Yang, the county guard of Hanoi, would not sit for a long time without the support of the Sima family. Moreover, now that the eldest son of the Sima family has been invited to the account by Yuan Gongyan, he is quite trusted. If he offends the Sima family today and does not need others to do it, his officer will be the first to tie himself and give it to the Sima family for disposal.

But even if this factor is here, the commander also knows that the military order cannot be violated. Once the spy is released into the city, the consequences are unimaginable. Not to mention your own head, even the head of the whole family will be put in. Therefore, after gritting his teeth, he knelt directly in front of the young man's horse and kowtowed, "Sir, please don't embarras the villain. Just let the villain check it. If there is no problem, the villain will immediately open the city gate and let you in, and keep kowtoing until he can't see you!"

"Oh... Joe said this, which makes me embarrassed you at all. It's not easy for you to read it, just take a look. However, I can warn you that everything inside is problematic. If you dare to ask more next, don't say that I can't forgive you, even the whole Sima family can't forgive you!" The teenager instigated the horse's relin and slightly made way. However, the look on his face became more and more arrogant and cynical, which made people dare not make worse.

At this point, if the commander determines that the caravan is Sima's family, he will not inspect the goods. However, everyone is curious. Tunchang was very unwilling to give in to this young man in a few words. After choosing a truckload of goods at will, he was trembling.

However, at this glance, his heart almost flew beyond his chest. In the sack, except for some shock-absorbing hemp grass, it turned out to be a standard sword. Moreover, looking at the quality, the sword was sparkling and dazzling. Obviously, it was made of high-quality forged steel, compared with the wooden gun in his hand. It's simply a difference between clouds and mud!

This opening of his eyes completely made the Tunchang extremely regretful. He should have thought that the Sima family had always participated in military and political events. Many of the Yuan family's weapons were sometimes purchased by the Sima family - no wonder this strange caravan suddenly appeared when all merchants did not dare to sell them in Hanoi County. It turned out that I was really ill-fated and encountered such a situation.

At present, the commander no longer dared to check other goods and quickly shouted at his subordinates, "What are you still doing? Open the gate quickly and let the prince into the city!"

Then, a heavy and long metal friction sounded, and the gate of Huai County was completely opened. Those caravans slowly entered Huai County without any obstruction. However, the teenager riding a white horse was not panicked at all. After watching all the caravan enter the city with great interest, he took a look at the gate and said, "You are not completely stupid. If you don't want to be the gate order another day, take this token and go to Sima's house to find me."

After saying that, the teenager threw a token and left. After receiving the token, the gate chief's hanging heart was completely relieved: although he was illiterate, looking at the pattern on the back of the token and the head of the card carved into a one-horn, he knew that the teenager must be Sima's extremely identifiable person. I am blessed today and have entered his eyes, and my future is unlimited!

From this, the village chief looked at the young man's back and kowtowed directly like pounding garlic. And the teenager looked back at the long one and seemed to think of something: "Oh, by the way, today you..."

"The villain didn't see anything and didn't know anything!" The village chief quickly answered and kowtowed again: You know, although the Sima family only had 800 private soldiers, their treatment was better than the regular general's personal guards. Moreover, as a private soldier of such a famous family, he will basically not encounter any war and have nothing to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of his life.

"Well, that's good." The teenager nodded and finally left without looking back.

After going to Huaixian Street, the caravan also entered Sima Mansion. Only a scar-faced man looked at the teenager riding a white horse with some dissatisfaction and said, "I didn't expect that your Sima family had such power in Hanoi. I think the city gate order has been scared into soft-footed shrimp by you.

"Then I can't help it. I just said everything I said. After seeing these old iron blades, he no longer inquired. What does it have to do with me?" Sima Yi spit out the thatch in his mouth and looked at the large square in the front yard of the Sima family, and couldn't help talking.

"Oc, I won't talk about this for you, and I'm really convinced of you. Tell me what to do next?" Brother Chou waved his hand, and a hundred shadows began to change their knives in the square: it turned out that one of the dozens of large cars was actually loaded with their uniforms and blades.

"What should I do?" At this time, a strange and excited light flashed in Sima Yi's eyes, and he said coldly, "Cold salad is fine."

Brother's face turned cold, and he was very familiar with that kind of look: that was a murderous look. It seems that this 15-year-old teenager doesn't seem to have much affection for the Sima family who gave birth to him and raised him...