Chapter 328 Smell Shock

In the west of the capital, at the gate of the city, there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

Although the soldiers were very tired, they had to open their eyes wide and look at the portrait on the wanted notice in their hands while looking at the merchants and walkers.

Unexpectedly, some people dared to make trouble in the capital and stabbed the new Yu Yue. He was really bold. I heard that he was still a Song man. What's the matter now?

The court was furious, and the soldiers who guarded the city naturally did not dare to slack off. Every day, they checked the portraits one by one for fear of releasing the bold Song thief into the city.

"It's March, but the weather is still so cold. The snow on the masonry has not yet melted, and the snowflakes spilled all night last night, which is really uncomfortable."

The lieutenant on duty stamped his feet and was thinking about where to have a drink after changing shifts, but he saw dozens of people waking up from a distance in a carriage.

That appearance seems to be from Song.

At this moment, he rubbed his numb hands, held the long knife provided by the captain, looked up and walked forward and shouted, "Hold, what are you doing!"

Being scolded by him, the soldiers who were investigating other people also came to their senses, and immediately three or five people stood behind the lieutenant with long guns.

"Generals, the villain was escorted by 'Yihai'. This time, a batch of goods was sent to Fengzhou City to the 'Twilight Rain Pavilion' in the city. I hope you can accommodate you."

The leader was full of beards and replied in a low voice, so that the captain of the investigation enjoyed it very much. The status of the Song people in the Liao Dynasty was not noble. In order to make a living, there were also some people who were good at fighting and foot to be escorted.

"Since it is a delivery, why is there no 'Twilight Rain Pavilion' to follow?"

The lieutenant rolled his eyes and was about to check the goods when a man in a carriage in a moon-white cotton robe, a felt hat and a few wisps of blue beard came down.

"Ha ha, the little man was caught in the wind and cold, and it snowed heavily last night, which made the road really scary, so he hid in the car. I hope the general will forgive me."

With that, he coughed. His pale face without a trace of blood confirmed that there was no falsehood. When he got out of the car earlier, the group clearly saw the burning small stove in the car. As the curtain was lifted, a heat wave hit his face.

Look around a few carriages and let people open all the boxes and have a look. Except for some leather and other things, there is really nothing different.

Handing the long knife to one side of his men, the group of people shivered and couldn't help muttering, "I'm so sick, why did you come out to do it?"

"It's all for a living, and I hope the general will be flexible."

With that, the steward of the 'Muyu Pavilion' took out some broken silver from his arms and handed it up with a smile. Seeing the silver, the captain's stiff face immediately smiled. The attentiveness made it difficult for people to adapt. He let his subordinates go, and told the steward to get into the carriage quickly to avoid freezing.

It seems that silver is still good.

The carriage staggered out of the city gate. The lieutenant took the broken silver in his hand, hummed a small song proudly, and went to the side of the city to hide from the wind and cold.

Out of the capital, Chang Lei, who was walking in the front, gave a look at the brothers behind him, and then several crisp whips were raised, and the carriage galloped to the south.

Ten days later, in Jizhou City, several carriages entered the city, rushing day and night. Even Chang Lei, a strong man, was tired and his eyes were full of blood red, not to mention his brother who was weaker than him.

But this brother gritted his teeth and persisted, which made Yang Yanzhao in the carriage very guilty.

When he arrived in Jizhou City, it was not far from the Song Dynasty, so he discussed with Chang Lei and planned to rest here for a day.

Entering the city, the group of people avoided the busy streets and chose a small inn to stay. The running around for days made everyone tired. After a little cleaning up, they slept in the room.

However, Yang Yanzhao was sleepless. Perhaps he was thinking about returning to the Song Dynasty. There was inexplicable joy in his heart. He sat at the wooden table and kept thinking about the scene of hugging and crying after reuniting with Chai Qingyun and others.

In the evening, Chang Lei knocked on Yang Yanzhao's door, sent him food, and said something. Later, he took a few of his men out and gave the fur to the entrusted shop. After all, there was still a group of brothers to eat.

Because Yang Yanzhao's identity was inconvenient, he stayed in the room and didn't even remove his clothes. Fortunately, he didn't feel lonely and bored when he thought about the happy thing of going home.

"Papa..."

The wooden door was knocked, and Yang Yanzhao suddenly tightened his heart. He stepped forward and shouted, "Who..."

"Brother Yang, it's me, Sun Yang."

As soon as his voice fell, Yang Yanzhao heard a very familiar call, "Son..."

This sound has both surprise and sadness, which seems to be the sound of exhaust.

In shock, Yang Yanzhao hurriedly opened the door. In addition to Chang Lei's subordinate Sun Yang, there was also a sobbing exhaust wind and a vigilant Cui Ping standing at the door.

Perhaps he was easy to tolerate at this moment, so the exhaust wind did not recognize it. He stopped at the door in the posture of rushing to Yang Yanzhao's arms.

"Come in, exhaust the wind, Cui Ping."

He whispered, and Yang Yanzhao hugged the exhaust wind into his arms. At this time, Cui Ping outside the door also took out his hand in his arms, strode into the room, and choked with red eyes, "Insector, it's great that you are still alive..."

And the exhaust wind in Yang Yanzhao's arms has cried like a tearful person.

Seeing this scene, Sun Yang, who brought them in, bowed down and saluted Yang Yanzhao, "Brother Yang, I'm going out to have a look. Previously, Brother Chang met Wei Tianping and others outside. These grandchildren are not happy now. I think it's better to be entangled, so I will take other brothers to find Brother Chang back. "

At the beginning, when Jianxiong's army was full of food, another lieutenant, Wei Tianping, took away most of the people and started to rob the house.

While wiping his tears for the exhaust wind, Yang Yanzhao nodded and said, "Be careful, Cui Ping, you can also go. In case something happens, you can be a helper."

"No way, Brother Yang. Previously, Brother Chang also accidentally saw the Cui brothers in the city. It happened that he met Wei Tianping at that time, so he secretly sent me to lead the Cui brothers and the exhaust girl to Brother Yang. Wei Tianping once stayed in Daizhou City and may also know Brother Cui, so it's never possible.

After Sun Yang said these words, he closed the door and left. Yang Yanzhao wiped the tears of the exhaust wind and comforted her softly.

But for some reason, his heart was also full of waves and sadness.

After a while, the little girl calmed down, but she was still in Yang Yanzhao's arms and didn't want to get up. She was just a twelve-year-old girl. Naturally, he wouldn't care about it, but the complex color flashed in Cui Ping's eyes. After all, she stared at Yang Yanzhao with pain and ardent hope. "Ins, Brother Xiao, they are No..."

"Brother Xiao and all the brothers... have gone..."

Under the voice, there was a desolate sigh.

Cui Ping, who heard this sentence, looked pale. Although he had thought so before, he at least had these expectations in his heart before he saw Yang Yanzhao.

From the moment he stepped into the inn and didn't see the figure of Xiao Muchun and others, Cui Ping's heart sank. When he heard Yang Yanzhao say it himself, he was immediately like being splashed with cold water, which made him cold from head to toe, and tears in the red tiger's eyes could no longer help flowing down.

On the other side, the exhaust wind, which had just stopped crying, began to cry again. In the past two years, although Xiao Muchun and others were reckless men, they really hurt her as their sister. Now that they hear that they are all dead, how can they not be heartbroken?

It was another long time. Seeing that Cui Ping and the exhaust wind, who had vented their feelings, calmed down, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help asking the reason why they came.

After listening to this sentence, anxiety and panic appeared on the exhaust wind's face. He said in his already hoarse voice, "Son, they all said that you were dead. Sister Luo and Sister Chai were sad for a long time, and Miss Eight cried and fainted many times. Two months ago, it was rumored in the market that the prince was not dead, and he became the son-in-law of Liao. At that time, Sister Chai made a plan to come to Liao to find his son, but later, someone from the party came to Bianliang Xianbao, and then the official promised to marry Sister Chai to some jiedushi there..."

"Bum!"

His fist hit the wooden table fiercely, and half of the cup of tea on the table suddenly spilled out. Yang Yanzhao's eyes were full of murderousness. He did not hate the slander of the Liao Dynasty. After all, he also stirred up the capital upside down, and it was an important support for killing Ye Lvxian, Yelu Xiu.

He hates Zhao Guangyi. Since Liusha appeared in the Liao Dynasty, as an official of the Song Dynasty, how could he not know what Yang Yanzhao did in the capital? How could he not understand his loyalty and unyielding?

In the end, Chai Qingyun was actually given to the party. How can this tone be swallowed?

No, you have to go back to Bianliang and go back to Chai Qingyun.

After a long time, Yang Yanzhao's tightly clenched fist was released. The sword eyebrows were twisted together, and his reason, which was disturbed by anger, gradually regained his consciousness.

"Exhaust the wind, when did the palace say that Qing'er would get married?"

"I don't know about this for the time being, but the news came out a month ago. Sister Chai washed her face with tears all day long. If you don't go back, she...she will have a short look..."

It's been a month. It seems that he really has to rush back as soon as possible.

No matter whether the crime of betraying the enemy or the country is true or not, people must be saved. Yang Yanzhao is at least a hot-blooded man. How can he watch his favorite wife become another woman?

While thinking about it, there was a messy sound of footsteps outside the house. It was Chang Lei who came back. Later, he heard someone knocking on the door. Cui Ping put away his sadness, stepped forward and opened the wooden door.

Suddenly, a strong smell of wine rushed in.

Outside the door is an unknown man. The robe is full of oil stains, but it looks a bit like an official uniform.

"Who are you looking for?"

Seeing this person he had never met, Cui Ping couldn't help shouting in a low voice, but the latter did not leave. He said nonsense and wanted to squeeze into the door.

"Oh, Brother Wei, what are you doing!"

Just as Cui Ping wanted to kick out the drunken man, Sun Yang came out, dragged him out, and said modestly, "This brother, I'm really sorry. He's drunk, and I'll take him away."

Wei Tianping shouted and left under Sun Yang's pull. Cui Ping closed the door and seemed to be at peace.

Outside the inn, Sun Yang handed Wei Tianping to the once-waiting robe, said a few words, and then turned into the inn.

After he left, Wei Tianping, who was drunk, put away his crazy smile on his face and looked at the dim and simple inn illuminated by two dilapidated lanterns, and a trace of enthusiastic joy flashed in his eyes.