Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 119

A private mine case internally involved Song Daiyan, governor of Shanglin County, Han Sheng, the handicapped hand, and the lofty second prince who was far away in Shengjingcheng.

He hooked up with Xianyi externally, causing the dead to chase and kill him.

"The strangest thing is how did the news get out?"

Su Rao said.

Their whereabouts were concealed all the way, and they were intercepted and killed as soon as they left the county. The other party obviously came prepared.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Yan Yun, hesitated to speak.

Yan Yun seemed to understand what she wanted to say, parted her thin lips, and said two words lightly: "No."

The people he brought with him on this trip are all Yan's secretly cultivated cronies, and they will never betray him.

"To cultivate such a group of dead soldiers without any trace, it will take a long time. I have been thinking that even if Xianyi can reach into Shanglin County, he will get a piece of the pie under Song Daiyan's nose. A bandit can't do anything."

They must have strong support.

Compared with Song Daiyan, this helping hand is probably only higher than lower.

Su Rao looked quietly at the candlestick on the table, at this moment the flames crackled and jumped up a little bit, the swaying light and shadow pulled the shadows of the two people, it was quiet and peaceful.

Yan Yun inadvertently glanced at her slightly pale lips, and his eyes were fixed: "They must have a plan for successive attacks, we just wait and see what happens, don't think about it before your old injury recurs." , rest early."

"it is good."

As soon as Su Rao finished speaking, she saw him suddenly get up and go out, wondering: "My lord, it's so late, don't you go to bed earlier?"

Previously, they took a nap in the same car through the curtain, after all, there were not so many rules to follow when going out.

Now he...

"I'm going to meditate outside."

Yan Yun's cold voice was mixed with a little warmth, "You hurt your shoulder, it's hard to sleep sitting up, lie down and rest, if it's cold, there's a blanket in the dark compartment."

The voice fell before the eyes and the figure has disappeared.

The car door was closed again, blocking out all the noise of the wind, Su Rao raised the bamboo curtain to look out, and saw the crow-blue figure walking towards the bonfire, and all the shadow guards stood up and saluted.

Zhu Yan hurriedly took a futon and handed it over.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, did he really intend to take a rest outside?

Su Rao withdrew her gaze, put down the bamboo curtain, couldn't understand Shizi's intention for a while, and simply guessed randomly, after guessing, she would get tired slowly, and fell asleep directly.

Che Wai Yan's shadow guards knew that his young master liked to be clean, so they hurriedly built another bonfire and moved over one after another.

Get together and chew your tongue.

One said: "You see, our son is always particular, he doesn't even want to sleep in a bloody carriage, and would rather accompany us in the wild to enjoy the cold wind."

Several other people lamented their wrists one after another: "Yeah, Miss Su must be very sad to know that she is so despised."

"There is finally a girl among our group of rough men. Why don't you think the son of the world doesn't know how to cherish it?"

"..."

Hearing what they said, Zhu Yan became more confident, and couldn't help but turned around in shock to look at the few people: No way, are you all out of your minds?

Can you still understand this?

Maybe it was because his disgusted expression was too obvious, several people gradually stopped talking, and one person asked strangely: "Director, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, nothing."

Zhu Yan looked at the few people with a smirk, and said meaningfully: "In the future, remember to go to the medical clinic to see people when you have time."

"We can take care of this little injury by ourselves, it doesn't need to be so troublesome."

They thought that Zhu Yan was talking about the wounds left by fighting with those dead men, and they all refused with expressions of gratitude.

Bamboo Banquet suddenly felt like a chicken talking to a duck.

He glared at Qi Chi with hatred, "Aren't all of you Shadowthorns as weak as you? It takes so much effort to speak!"

"Do you want to die?"

The sword '唰' popped out of Qichi's hand, and the coldness under the firelight was overwhelming.

Zhu Yan rolled his eyes, "You know how to fight and kill all day long, you reckless man!"

He turned his head angrily, too lazy to say another word to them.

Why don't these people think about it.

If the son really dislikes it, can the girl get into the carriage covered in blood?After that, the two were still in the same car for so long?

Young master, would he wrong himself to blow the cold wind outside and let the culprit sleep peacefully in the carriage?

No hindrance is no hindrance, just listen to the literal meaning.

where are they?
I have to take it apart, chew it up, stuff it into my brain, and then add a scene of falling into the water intentionally and ruthlessly, and I still believe it is true and use it to talk about it!

It's just ridiculous.

Zhu Yan was cursing in his heart, but he didn't move his mouth again. During this trip, his falcon troops were scattered all over Yunzhou, and they were no more powerful than the shadow assassins. Wouldn't it be a disadvantage for him to use his hands?

Those who know current affairs are heroes, he endures!
The bonfire at one end of the cliff is bright and quiet, and the other end is full of corpses, full of blood.

After a long time, a black figure flew across the sky, and finally stood on the top of the tree shadow, looking at the scattered corpses below, with blood-colored light in its dark pupils.

"Yan Heqing, I have written down the blood debt today, and it will be paid back in the future!"

His hoarse and angry voice echoed in the mountains and forests, lingering for a long time.

It's a pity that the mountain wind can't blow the wilderness, and this threat will not fall on the ears of Yan Yun and others. After venting, he stayed for a few breaths, and finally turned his head and left.

"This direction is Wuxi Town."

"Wu Xi, just wait..."

The darkness swallowed his figure, as if it had never appeared before.

The moon was setting and the sun was rising, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the top of the mountain. It was golden and misty, and the bonfire in front of Yan Yun and the others had been extinguished at some point, and there was faint smoke.

"My lord, it's time for us to hit the road."

With the sound of the bamboo banquet falling, Yan Yun slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, without any hazy feeling when he first woke up.

"Pack up and get ready to go."

"As ordered."

Everyone dispersed, completely buried the unburned branches and other objects with soil, cleaned up the remaining traces, and started on the road again.

Along the way, the mountains gradually became taller and taller, and they were endlessly covered with greenery. When Su Rao woke up, she squatted by the window and looked out, "Where are we now?"

"It's almost approaching the junction of Shanglin and Hanyang."

Yan Yun put down the scroll in his hand, looked out through the gap she opened, and said lightly: "The two counties are bounded by Lingyin Mountain. The north and south of the mountain belong to Hanyang, and the south and south of the mountain belong to Shanglin. The ancient Buddhist temple we are going to Right on top of this mountain.”

"Tonight we will stay in Wuxi Town at the foot of the mountain, and we will walk up the mountain tomorrow."

"Ok."

Su Rao fiddled with the tassels under the bamboo curtain boredly, showing a lack of interest.

Seeing this, Yan Yun twitched the corner of his mouth silently: "Be patient, we'll be there soon."

"I will endure."

She nodded, thought and thought, then turned her head and said, "Why don't we ride on horseback in the future, it will be faster after all."

The carriage was relatively comfortable, but the delay on the road was too long.

"it is good."

Yan Yun responded softly.

The group did not stop halfway, and finally arrived at Wuxi Town before sunset...

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