Power to the government and the public: Qian engaged in business in ancient times

Chapter 134 Wen Cheng's Escape
"Agan, what did Chu Qin tell you?"

Seeing Maya leaving with Chu Qin, Yin Yue immediately walked to Wen Qian's side with a concerned expression on her face.

"It's nothing." Wen Qian lowered her eyes, covering up the thoughts in her eyes, "The prince just came to kindly remind me that the opening time of Qipanshan is twelve o'clock in the noon."

"That's it, I thought I was in the wrong place!" Yin Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that Agan would offend Chu Qin, the powerful son, too soon.

Seeing that Yin Yue looked as if she believed her words, Wen Qian rolled her eyes angrily: "I will make wild guesses, and I didn't see that everyone else set up a tent to rest. If there is a change, these Jianghu People, stop making trouble."

After hearing this, Yin Yue secretly smiled.

A-gan observed really carefully, and he became more and more gentle.

She pinched the corner of her clothes shyly, and muttered in a low voice: "Yes, yes, Ah-gan is the smartest, and Ah-yue is not as good."

"It's good that you know." Wen Qian's thin lips evoked a faint smile, as fast as a laser feather.

"Let's go, go back and see if the tent is set up in the curtain."

"Okay." Yin Yue was overjoyed, and naturally followed Wen Qian.

……

"This is what happens when you underestimate the enemy!"

In front of the ruined temple outside Siyang City, stood two men, one old and one young.

Cui Bufan was carrying a big knife, sitting on the stone steps with a dejected face, lowering his head.

Hearing the clan elder's reprimand, he was so annoyed that he would not be greedy if he had known earlier.

Cui Zongming, the oldest patriarch of the family of thieves.

He finally pried out the whole process of suffering at Li Mo's hands yesterday from the worthless Cui Bufan.

Knowing that his descendants were almost fooled by a few jars of fine wine, they sold their family to learn magical skills, and missed the opportunity to go to Qipanshan.

Cui Zongming was furious, and his eyes almost burst into flames. Seeing that he didn't speak, his tone became even more irritable.

"Before going to the palace for a banquet, what did I tell you? I told you not to be playful, curb your curiosity, and inquire about the Mandala Valley from other forces. You actually provoked someone from the court, and you were even fooled by that Li Mo." Do you know who Li Mo is?"

"Who is Li Mo Neng? Isn't he just a little county magistrate!" Cui Bufan muttered unconvinced.

He heard the servant girl in the palace call him, magistrate Li.

Just a county magistrate, I don't know what the clan elders are angry about.

"You!" Cui Bufan's ignorant attitude was more annoying than his silence.

Cui Zongming, whose face was flushed with anger, stepped forward, grabbed Cui Bufan by the collar of his clothes, and pulled him up.

"My Cui family is a family of thieves, and it has been passed down to you for the ninth generation. How can anyone be fooled by a few jars of fine wine and make a mistake? It's embarrassing!"

Cui Zongming was furious, not only because Cui Bufan failed to succeed but failed, but also because he missed the opportunity to enter Qipanshan.

Thinking of the fact that the Cui family bought invitations to the palace from merchants with a huge sum of money, the purpose is to recreate the glory of their ancestors, to get opportunities in Qipanshan, and to make the Cui family brilliant again.

In the end, it was just a waste of time, which made him still brood on him.

He regards Cui Bufan, the younger generation, as the hope of his family, but he acts like a fool, as if he has nothing to do with himself.

This kind of bald and useless look before he tried his best made him more annoyed than a frontal fight.

Cui Bufan saw that his head was full of white hair, his face turned red and green, and he was afraid that Cui Zongming, who was already seventy years old, would not be able to breathe, and he would really become a sinner of the Cui family.

He quickly reached out and patted Cui Zongming on the back, and apologized sincerely: "Clan elder, calm down, this junior knows his mistake."

With a livid face, Cui Zongming let go of his hand, and stared at him with cloudy eagle eyes, "Little brat, I will be mad at you sooner or later. Don't leave!"

Cui Bufan looked at Cui Zongming in confusion: "Where are you going?"

"Go to Siyang City and look for a know-it-all. Since you can't go to Qipan Mountain, you should inquire about the owner of the Mandala Valley, Jiang Zhengwen."

"Yes, clan elder." Cui Bufan nodded obediently, followed Cui Zongming's side resignedly, and walked in the direction of Siyang City.

In vain, the sound of fighting with swords colliding came from ahead.

"Hide away!"

When Cui Zongming heard the sound, he moved his feet vigorously and got into the grass beside him, not forgetting to remind Cui Bufan who was behind him.

Cui Bufan looked at Cui Zongming, who was so agile, and wanted to suspect that his pitiful appearance just before his death was just pretending, in order to make himself admit his mistakes and be obedient.

Thinking of this, Cui Bufan's mood suddenly changed.

But the sound of fighting was getting closer and closer. He put his head in his hands and rolled behind a big rock to hide.

"Steward Chu, if you take me with you, you won't be able to get rid of this group of men in black who assassinated me."

Wen Cheng sat in the carriage exhausted.

He tried his best to support his body so as to ensure the balance of his body and not be thrown out of the carriage by the galloping horse.

He wasn't stupid. When Steward Chu secretly transported him out of the palace, he guessed that Steward Chu was trying to harm him.

So he didn't touch anything in the carriage.

Unexpectedly, Butler Chu would add soft incense powder to the porcelain basin with ice.

Let him go limp and have no chance to escape.

I didn't want to, but I was chased by an old acquaintance.

Really one, two, want to kill him!

Wen Cheng bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself weak.

"Wen Cheng, you are the one the prince wants to kill. I must personally send you on the road, and no one can snatch you." Steward Chu gave Wen Cheng a cold look, stood up, and raised the curtain of the car.

Looking at the back of the carriage, a large number of men in black were stopped by the guards, but there were still six men in black who raised their swords and killed them.

"You go to meet the enemy, I will drive the car myself." Steward Chu said coldly to the coachman.

"Yes, butler." The coachman pulled out the saber from his waist and rushed towards the six men in black behind him.

"Drive—" Steward Chu whipped the horse, and the carriage accelerated again, speeding along the official road.

Boom!
A big tree was cut off from the side and fell directly to the ground, successfully blocking the way of the carriage.

"hiss--"

The horse was frightened and raised its hooves.

The entire carriage lost its balance in an instant, and fell to the side of the road.

"Pfft!"

Following the tilt of the carriage, Wen Cheng bent his body and fell on the muddy roadside, splashing a burst of light yellow dust.

Wen Cheng snorted, and when he looked up, he saw a young man hiding behind the stone, with a rough appearance and a tall figure, looking at him with pain on his face.

If it wasn't for the slight pain from his body, Wen Cheng would have suspected that it was him who was injured, not himself.

Seeing that Wen Cheng found him, Cui Bufan hurriedly covered half of his face with his hands.

Then he remembered that this was not a big scene when he robbed the rich and helped the poor, so he moved his hand away in embarrassment, and smiled foolishly at Wen Cheng.

Wen Cheng turned his head with black lines all over his face, and saw Steward Chu and the six men in black had already exchanged hands.

On the one hand is the man in black, on the other is the butler of the palace.

He quickly analyzed in his mind that these two groups of people were going to kill him, how could he escape?

If I didn't have the soft powder, I might still have a chance to escape, but now I can't use all my strength.

It doesn't matter whether Steward Chu killed the man in black, or the man in black killed Steward Chu.

He seemed to have no way out.

wrong!

He still has a lifeline.

(End of this chapter)