The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 528
At noon, the sun just revealed half of its face from the clouds, and the shadows on the ground rolled along with the wheels.

The ox that pulls the cart is in the prime of life and has endless strength.Buried in dragging the four-wheeled vehicle on roads big and small.

In just over an hour, their car rushed to a road leading directly to the gate of the city.

Qilan picked up a grass rope from the car and tied it in a knot, then caught a fist-sized stone picked up on the road, and threw it back and forth behind the car:

"Crack! Crack!"

Zhang Wenxuan buried his head in a doze, and woke up when he heard the sound.

"Stones can also be practiced?"

"Anyway, I haven't arrived yet, and being idle is also idle."

The coachman held the whip in one hand, and lifted the simple cloth curtain with the other and shouted at the young man inside:

"It's crowded here, be careful not to get hurt!"

As soon as the words were finished, the cow restlessly raised its two front legs and yelled loudly.

The whole car shook heavily.

If it weren't for Qilan's sharp eyes to hold the rolling jar tightly, it would have fallen to the ground and shattered.

"It's such a mess! Don't you need to line up when you leave the city today?

The coachman was too busy taming his tantrum-bound animals to answer.

Qilan couldn't wait, and told Zhang Wenxuan to take good care of the jar, and slipped out of the car alone to explore the road.

It’s okay not to get out of the car, but as soon as the foot hit the ground, there were a lot of people around, making noise, like a pot of stew boiling.

Animals pull carts of various shapes, defecate and defecate everywhere, and the stench on the road is foul.

The boy gritted his teeth and squeezed under a tree, and climbed up along the trunk--
Hey, the distance between here and the city gate is less than 200 meters? !
The vicissitudes of the blue-gray wall bricks and a pair of polished brass rings on the black-painted wooden door stand out.

The soldiers guarding the gate were tall and thick, and the large portraits of wanted criminals on the wall were depressing.

Qilan couldn't hide his inner excitement when he thought of passing through this gate and heading to the boundless fields and villages in the suburbs.

"Mi'er and her father have lived in Brother Chen's house for almost a month. I will send Brother Zhang here today. How can I enter the house empty-handed?"

He still has some money in his trouser pocket. When he enters the village, he can go to the villagers to buy some grain and eggs.
As I was thinking about it, someone shook the tree I was climbing.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a driver with a panicked face.

"Come down quickly, stop making trouble, our car will be checked soon!"

Qilan hastily jumped to the ground, kicking the dirt into the air.

Patting the dry leaves on his body, he looked at the broken crowd in confusion:

"Isn't there still dozens of people separated?"

"Not long after you left, I went around to ask around. I heard that as long as there is someone in the car, you have to search it all over."

"Where's my companion?" Qilan became worried when he saw that the original ox cart was gone.

"I moved to the north with the car," the coachman sighed helplessly, "I knew that people would be investigated if I sat on it, and I wouldn't dare to eat a leopard!"

"I'm really sorry," the young man smiled apologetically, and gave him two silver dollars, "add more to the fare."

The driver trembled and did not dare to pick it up. He asked several times before hesitantly expressed his doubts:

"I also heard that a prisoner on the wall also wears glasses."

Qilan's heart skipped a beat: only in the morning did he secretly convey to Qin Feng the task of arresting Zhang Wenxuan, and at noon he posted the wanted portrait on the wall at the gate of the city without stopping.

This efficiency is also astonishing - Sergeant Liu's brain was not broken, and it really caused endless harm.

"Hey, there are too many people wearing glasses in the city," the young man smiled disapprovingly, "It's impossible to catch them all, right?"

The two walked up to the cart ox one after the other.

After a lot of tossing about moving the car, Zhang Wenxuan was at a loss.

"Xiao Lan, my eyelids suddenly jumped several times, could it be?"

"Brother Zhang, don't worry." Qilan's tone was very firm, "We are not afraid of investigation."

The medicine kit was packed in jars covered with several kinds of sticky sauces.The pistol and dagger were also quietly flipped over the board at the back of the car and stuffed in.Thick dry grass covering the outer head.

Unless the whole car is dismantled into pieces, it is possible to find it.

As the coachman had inquired, it didn't take long for the soldiers to bring tables, chairs and signs, and set up a new search point with all their hands and feet.

The person in charge waved a small flag in his hand, and shouted at the carriages, ox carts, donkey carts, and mule carts that moved one after another:

"Those who take the car line up here, and you are not allowed to leave without permission!"

"Anyone who refuses to accept will be dealt with seriously on the spot!"

All the coachmen who heard it hurried away with their animals.People bump into people, cars bump into cars, and the scene is chaotic.

Amidst the noise, a girl was faintly heard crying at the back of the line.

He didn't feel it when he listened roughly, but after listening to it for a while, it became more and more familiar, and his heart also tugged.

No matter how the coachman and Zhang Wenxuan tried to stop him, the boy plunged into the chaotic crowd without looking back.

Following the sound of crying, Qilan went against the direction and squeezed to the end of the line with great effort.

Four familiar figures stood beside a bullock cart.The coachman watched Chen Xing bent over to repair the car with a worried face.Mrs. Chen was comforting Lin Mi who was crying with his hands covering his face.

He was stunned for a moment, then hurried forward:
"Why are you here now? What happened after you left last night?"

Seeing Qilan, Lin Mi's shoulders trembled and he broke down in tears:

"The wheels are bad and we are being followed on the road."

"Snowball jumped down and bit the bad guy. Fell into the river."

Is the loyal and reliable little partner sacrificed like this?
Qilan clenched her fists, holding back tears.

Mrs. Chen wiped the tears from Lin Mi's face with a handkerchief, and comforted softly:
"Go back and find the best stonemason in the village to erect a monument for your little white dog, engraved with 'Snowball the Righteous Dog'."

Before he finished speaking, he saw his son throw away the tinkering wheel and strode towards him:

"Everyone, don't think badly! Xiaolan's Xueqiu is a blessed dog, with his own destiny!"

The painting that Chris saw in the rented room flashed through Qilan's mind.

In the autumn harvest picture created by Mrs. Ye, the landlord, the white dog is exactly the same as Xueqiu. Maybe it is God's will?
Sadness is sadness, he lowered his head and took a deep breath:

"Brother Chen, stop talking, let's repair the car together."

The two of them turned the wheel over together, and took out the stones stuck inside with great effort.Dismantling and assembling, sweating profusely.

The wheels that were constantly malfunctioning on the way were finally repaired.The driver thanked Qilan gratefully.

His head was buzzing and he couldn't catch a word.Chen Xing abruptly patted his shoulder from behind before he came back to his senses.

"I agreed to stay in the city last night. At dawn, I was thinking about my girlfriend and rushed over?"

"Brother Wenxuan was in danger, so we made this trip impromptu. We were in the eighth bullock cart from front to back."

While listening, Chen Xing stretched his neck and looked forward, "I see! You're sleeping without glasses? The pair that Sister Xiaomei gave you is obviously very good?"

"The coachman just told us that the newly wanted man on the wall is wearing glasses, which scared him enough."

"This time the risk is very high," Chen Xing's tone became serious, "Do you think you won't be afraid of being recognized if you take off your glasses?"

(End of this chapter)