After He Li, follow the reckless man to flee the wasteland and farm the fields

Chapter 292 Master Wanxiang

"We didn't do it. Zongbing An was afraid that these children would make trouble, so he gave them Mongolian sweat medicine."

The tip of Ji Shuisheng's knife was attached to the coachman's neck, and as long as he sent it forward, he would be killed. The cold knife tip was pressed against the coachman's neck, and the murderous look made the coachman tremble with fear, so he hurriedly washed himself off suspicion.

Ji Shuisheng threw down the knife and went over to feel the child's pulse, only to be sure that the coachman was not lying, and these children were all given sweat medicine.

It's just that the amount of medicine they administered was too large, which harmed the child's body, and he couldn't wake up after sleeping for three days.

Ji Shuisheng was furious, the surname An was not a good person, how could he give so much perspiration medicine to the child?
"What do they do?"

Yang Zhi is also an old Jianghu, and he didn't call Ji Shuisheng's name, but asked these people how to deal with it.

Ji Shuisheng took a look. These soldiers were all tied up, and they were looking at him in fear.

Ji Shuisheng looked down on them very much, surrendering without a fight is not worthy of being a soldier.

But after all, their crimes are not worthy of death, and Ji Shuisheng didn't want to spare their lives without promises, but whether they can live or not depends on their fate, so he said to Yang Zhi:

"Gag them all and throw them into the woods."

Yang Zhi agreed, and threw these people into the woods by the roadside together with the bodyguards.

"Brother Yang, go and see if there is Second Master Su's son in the car."

Ji Shuisheng spoke to him in a voice that only he and Yang Zhi could hear. Yang Zhi nodded and went to the black wagon, opened the curtain, and opened the fire pocket to identify it carefully.

There was no Xiaochen in the first carriage, and Yang Zhi's heart was in his throat. He walked quickly to the second carriage, lifted the curtain and looked inside. Under the faint light of the fire, he saw the sleeping Xiao Chen.

Yang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and called Ji Shuisheng over:

"Shuisheng, here, can you see if the child is okay?"

Ji Shuisheng felt relieved when he heard that the child was found, and walked over to feel Xiaochen's pulse. After taking the pulse, he found that Xiaochen was the one who took the least medicine among these children, so he said to Yang Zhi:

"It's okay, he can wake up after a day's sleep."

"That's good."

Only then did Yang Zhi feel relieved, otherwise Brother Su would not be able to bear it if Xiao Chen had something bad or bad. The child has been found, the soldiers have been dealt with, and there are more than 20 horses left. Yang Zhi asked Ji Shuisheng:

"What about the war horse?"

War horses are numbered differently from other things, but if you dare not bring them back to Jincheng, troubles will arise.

But it's a pity not to have more than 20 war horses!
"I'll take it back."

Ji Shuisheng thought the same way, it was a pity that so many war horses were killed and released, so he decided to take them back to Cheng Yu's army, which was just in urgent need.

"So much, can you take it away by yourself?"

Yang Zhi felt a little unbelievable, the more than 20 war horses are not one or two, and the war horses have a personality that only recognizes their own masters. Can they follow Ji Shuisheng honestly?
"Yes, I can train horses."

Ji Shuisheng's starry eyes shone with confidence, no matter how wild a horse was in his hands, he had to be obedient.

"Okay then, I'll take the kids back."

Since Ji Shuisheng was so confident, Yang Zhi didn't worry about him anymore, and ordered two bodyguards to drive there, and together with Ji Shuisheng, he drove the more than 20 war horses to Luocheng.

Ji Shuisheng was in a hurry to save the child before, except for Su Qing's horse in his three carriages, the rest of the carriages and horses were thrown to the side of the road.

I thought I couldn't find the carriage when I went back, but I didn't expect to see that the carriage was still in place when I went back, which was unexpected.

Ji Shuisheng asked Yang Zhi to drive his three carriages to Los Angeles.

"Brother Yang, help me fill these three carriages with food."

Ji Shuisheng bowed his hand to Yang Zhigong, originally he wanted to go back to Mocheng with Brother Yang, and the three carriages were also full of food, but now it can't, he can't follow these horses into the city, so he can only ask Yang Zhi helped buy food and sent it to Mexico City.

"OK, no problem."

Yang Zhiyi agreed without hesitation. Originally, he was also going to send food to Mocheng, so three extra trucks is nothing?What's more, Shuisheng also wanted to help them.

After Ji Shuisheng asked Yang Zhi, he drove his horse and galloped towards Mocheng.

The war horse's goal was too big, and he couldn't appear on the official road at dawn, so Ji Shuisheng drove all the war horses into the depths of the woods, and waited until night to start their journey.

Not long after he entered the woods, there was a group of people riding fast horses towards Jincheng. There were black cloth bags on the horses. The bags looked like they were filled with people?
When Ji Shuisheng heard the sound of horseshoes, he thought that Zongbing An led someone to catch up. He tied up the horse and went out to have a look. He didn't find anyone, but he didn't dare to relax his vigilance until night before continuing on his way.

Mexico City
Su Qing tied a secret letter to the pigeon's leg, and when he raised his hand, the pigeon flapped its wings and flew into the sky, all the way towards the capital.

Xiangye's Mansion Four Days Later
The white-haired and childlike Wanxiang Lord sat on the grand teacher's chair covered with tiger skin. He looked as fat as a Maitreya Buddha with a big belly. There were various fruit cakes on the table in front of him.

A group of beautiful dancers danced their slender waists along with the melodious music, and each of them swayed gracefully, with charming eyes like silk, making the Xiangye, who was nearly sixty years old, very happy. The beauty in yellow was serving with tremella soup, and the beauty in red was holding crystal clear grapes in her slender hands and sending them to Xiangye's mouth.

"Master, is it sweet?"

The delicate voice of the beauty in red has a provocative long tone, like a feather scratching at Xiangye's old heart, scratching, making him so inattentive to watch the song and dance, and directly hugging the beauty in his arms , eating grapes and feeding them into the beauty's mouth:
"Sweet or not? A beauty will know for herself after a taste."

The beauty in red smiled even more flamboyantly, and the pair of pink jade made Xiang Ye addicted to it.

Don't look at Xiangye who is nearly [-] years old, but he loves men and women especially. He once had an impressive record of controlling five women overnight, and went to the bedroom with his arms around the plump beauties.

"Master, there is a letter from Mocheng."

Just when Master Xiang wanted to have a battle between heaven and man with the beauty in red, the butler hurried in and reported to Master Xiang in a low voice.

"You go down first."

When Xiangye heard a letter from Mocheng, he pushed away the beauty in red, dismissed the dancer, and left only the housekeeper.

After everyone went down, Master Xiang asked the butler in a deep voice:
"What did the letter say?"

The housekeeper hurriedly opened the secret letter, and whispered to the Prime Minister:

"Why hasn't the person who asked us in the secret letter arrived yet? The person who made the big killer has gone missing."

Master Wan Xiang's big fat face that was always smiling suddenly darkened when he heard the housekeeper's words, he walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, his brows were tightly frowned, his eyes were narrowed, and the eyeballs were turning back and forth in their sockets in thought.

The butler didn't dare to disturb him, and stood aside silently waiting for Master Xiang to speak.

Master Wan Xiang walked around the room six times before stopping, and asked the butler in a deep voice:

"How many days have they been away, Lao Chu?"

(End of this chapter)