Chapter 50 First to Bianjing

He knew all about it. Yang Yanzhao sighed secretly. It seemed that the seventh brother was no longer the teenager who didn't take the world. Maybe he just didn't want to mention the avoidance in the past year.

"Is that really the case, Sixth Brother?"

Qilang's voice sounded again, looking at Liu Yanzhao, as if he was seeking verification.

Without denying it, he nodded. So far, it should not be concealed. "Seventh brother, Jinyang City is rotten. For the sake of the Liu family, I have to do this."

Although he guessed something early, Qilang was still a little unbelievable when he really heard Liu Yanzhao say it.

Incredibly, it can't help but sound like a crazy plan. What's more incredible is the familiar and strange sixth brother standing in front of him.

This is not the first time that Qilang has this feeling, but in the end, he will force down this absurd idea, and this time is no exception.

"Brother Six, haven't you ever thought that if Dad knew that all these things were contributed by us, would he..."

Knowing the son is like a father, and vice versa. As the son of Liu Jiye, Qilang also knows that he is serious. If he knows that the demise of Liu Han's court is related to the two of them, he will definitely turn against the father and son in the future.

With a sigh, Liu Yanzhao also had a headache, but it has become a boat. Things have long been developed to where it is today, and there is no other choice. If he is really investigated by Liu Jiye, he can only accept his fate.

"Dad will understand, but don't let him know for the time being."

He lowered his head and was silent for a little. Qilang nodded, "My brother knows, but if my father asks where the sixth brother is going, what should I tell him?"

"In a hurry, I found the traces of the Khitan people, and there was a faint conspiracy, and I took people to investigate."

He continued to tell Qilang a few words, picked a horse with each of his subordinates, and the rest fell a whip and let him run away by himself.

After all, not everyone can ride a horse, not to mention this good Khitan war horse, which attracts the attention of others.

Don't worry about the horse who ran away randomly. At this moment, Ma Feng is busy sweeping away his dissidents. I'm afraid he can't notice that the Khitan people will not be found so easily if they are killed.

With Yushan and Cui Ping, he said goodbye to Qilang. Liu Yanzhao shook the long whip and headed south.

Qilang behind him looked at the disappearing figure of the three people, with a strong look of worry in his eyes. The situation has been developing towards the sixth brother's expectations, but can Bianjing do what he wants?

May God bless the Liu family and the sixth brother.

He took a few deep breaths and shook the sadness in his mind. Qilang turned over and took the rest of the people away.

April is the time when people feel refreshed. The vegetation returns to spring, and even sparse weeds are born on the official road. Suddenly, there is the sound of horses' hoofs at one end of the road. The three riders hurried by, raising the smoke and dust all the way.

"Instor, we have passed Liaozhou City, and further forward is Xingzhou in the State of Song."

While driving the horse, Cui Ping took out the simple map he bought from the foot merchant in Liaozhou City, looked at it a few times, and said to Liu Yanzhao.

"How long will it take to arrive?"

"If you are on your way overnight, you will arrive before noon tomorrow."

"Okay!"

Liu Yanzhao shook the whip and continued to speed up. Cui Ping looked at the mountain and quickly followed him.

At noon, there were fewer people coming and going outside Xingzhou, but the guard was still strict. Liu Yanzhao and the other three had arrived for more than an hour, but they still failed to enter the city.

Xingzhou is similar to Liaozhou. When Liaozhou went out of the city, it was followed by a team of business travelers. Although the Han and Song Dynasties were opposed, they would still let go after strict entanglement with merchants, so Liu Yanzhao could successfully leave the city.

It's just that the merchant went to Luzhou, so Liu Yanzhao could only find a way by himself.

"Insector, the carriage is coming."

Not far away, Zhenshan and Cui Ping were driving a shabby carriage. They also cleaned up their clothes. The previous clothes had been put away, wearing linen shirts worn by ordinary people, and there were even a few patches on them.

Although it's a pity for three good horses to exchange these things, the horse is too conspicuous and has no other way but to give up love.

"Do you know what to say?"

"Ye-huh, instructor."

At the gate of the city, as Liu Yanzhao expected, the carriage was stopped, and soon he heard Cui Ping's voice, "Master, my young master is sick. I need to go to the city to see the doctor and ask the master to accommodate."

After a few curses, the other party's words became a little polite. It should be that the silver played a role. The curtain was lifted. Liu Yanzhao repeated his old technique, coughed violently, and deliberately exposed the trace of blood on the handkerchief.

"Oi, let's go, let's go!"

I was secretly relieved. Fortunately, I tied the handkerchief just now to my left arm to relieve the pain of the wound cracking.

I have been on my way for two days. Naturally, the injury can't be cured, and thanks to the injury, it has not healed, otherwise I can't find blood to use as a prop for acting.

When I entered the city, I bought some gold sore medicine in a pharmacy, and then went to the restaurant to eat something to fill my stomach. After resting for half an hour, Cui Ping also bought three horses, so Liu Yanzhao stopped staying and directly got on the horse and galloped to Kaifeng.

Out of Xingzhou City, the inspection along the way was a little loose, and it could go smoothly. After another four days, Liu Yanzhao, who was a dusty servant, finally saw the tall wall of Kaifeng Mansion.

"Insector, we're here."

Cui Ping, with a dusty face, swallowed his dry throat. There was obviously a trace of excitement in his words. Since he was a child, he was shocked by the prosperity of the city he passed through all the way. In front of him was the capital of the State of Song, which must be an eye-opener.

"Let's go to the city to find an inn and have a rest."

To be honest, he is also very tired after several days and nights on his journey, especially the wound in his left arm has not healed, and he is still faintly painful.

Entering the city, even Liu Yanzhao was very surprised. Looking up, he saw the Qinglou Painting Pavilion, the bead curtain, the carved car competition was stationed in Tianjie, the BMW was competing on the royal road, the golden and dazzling, and Luo Qi was fragrant. The new voice smiled at the Liu Mohuaqu, and in the teahouse and winehouse according to the tune.

A good paradise on earth.

Cui Ping and Yu Shan looked straight at their eyes. If it hadn't been for Liu Yanzhao, the two old men would have lost their eyes.

I found an inn. After staying and washing it, I re-drugged the wound, which made Liu Yanzhao much better.

After eating some wine and dishes, Cui Ping and the two called the room. Although he didn't ask about some things, Liu Yanzhao knew that they had doubts in their hearts.

Poison Scorpion is a machine cultivated to perform tasks, but we still have to pay attention to these senior skeletons. If they have a grudge, how can they be expected to work hard in the future?

"Sit down, I know what you're thinking, yes, I'm..."

"Instructor, don't say it," Cui Ping rarely interrupted Liu Yanzhao. "We are all instructors' soldiers. We only follow orders, and we don't have any other ideas."

"What Cui Ping said is that if the instructor has nothing else to do, we will leave first."

The two of them made Liu Yanzhao a little unexpected, but it was also much easier, so he waved his hand, "Go out and turn around, just don't lose it."

Gently closed the door and walked to the wooden ladder downstairs. Cui Ping turned around and said, "Brother Cao, do you think we are really right to do this?"

"Hey..."

Yu Shan sighed, "Brother Cui Ping, haven't we discussed it before? What the instructor said, the two of us will do it. Along the way, I often think how good it would be for my parents in my hometown to live in this prosperous and peaceful world. The small court in Jinyang City has never been able to bring peace and contentment to the people to live and work in peace, not to break, not to stand..."

He whispered, and walked downstairs a little lonely. Cui Ping was stunned in place, and later followed him out of the inn.