The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

It was only then that Lan Xishu realized that his plan was still very tender, and this pair of men and horses alone would not be able to digest it. Taking the head of one of the ten thousand armies was like picking something out of a bag, that would be a storyteller who would blow Huller, and not all of these Jinyiwei colleagues would eat it. Those who pretend to be soft rice, if they can't succeed in a short period of time, it's hard to say whether they can get out of the whole body. Lan Xishu must ensure that the few he brought out have no shortage of arms or legs.

Lan Xishu clenched his back molars tightly, his eyes narrowed into a line, he overthrew his own plan and started over, his heart was full of tension, but he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Xu!" Ding Ya quickly turned his head and gave Lan Xishu a look: "Xu Niang is not old! Xu Sanyuan, the third gear head of Dongchang!"

Lan Xishu leaned down to the snow wall and lowered his head in a daze, this was a bit beyond his expectation.

Xu Sanyuan!The third person in the East Factory!It is said that she is so charming to the bone, that the three thousand pinks in the harem are colorless!No!Color off!

"Didn't you mean Li Jiumu, the bamboo pole wolf?" Jing Maangan resisted Ding Ya's shoulders, then slid down, and had a face-to-face meeting with Lan Xishu, who was half-sitting: "Will the third stall of Dongchang come to Longmen Office? Show off It’s enough to go to Datong Xuanfu!”

Lan Xishu remained silent, his brows were furrowed, his lips were pursed, his eyes pierced into the undulating snowfields and high slopes in the south of the Lingnan Mountains.

He heard a lot of Xu Sanyuan's gossip from Jing Maangan's mouth. It was nothing more than how to put it bluntly. Lan Xishu felt that it was important. Xu Sanyuan was Emperor Yongle or King Yan's retainer, and it was difficult to follow Zhu Di to raise the flag Yes, the foundation can be imagined.

Lan Xishu just doesn't know if Xu Sanyuan is the Communist Party or the Hanwang Party, no matter who he is, let's take a step at a time!Lan Xishu withdrew his mind and lay down on the snowy slope.

"My mother! This style is comparable to that of an imperial envoy patrolling the border." Hu Dapi smacked his mouth, and the corners of his mouth reached to the bottom of his ears.

Lan Xishu had already calculated in his heart, Chen Wufu privately investigated, it is impossible to lead a large group of people, if there are 50 people, it is not impossible to wipe out, even if there are 80 [-] people, Lan Xishu surprises and kills Chen Wufu, the key point, and then slips away. , when the time comes, the blame will all be on the Tartars, and no one would expect that Lan Xishu did it, even if it would implicate Xia Shiyu a little bit, there is no evidence, vernacular writing is always unwilling, and he is also a dumb man who eats coptis and cannot show it to the face Come up, weigh the pros and cons, this action is cost-effective.

As long as it is delayed, Lan Xishu knows that the old man will not do nothing.

Unexpectedly, Xu Sanyuan came out halfway!

Damn it!Is it God not blessing our boss Xia Shiyu, or is it because Chen Wufu has not yet reached his life limit?

Lan Xishu slapped the accumulated snow bitterly, and slid down the snowy slope with his back molars gritted.

There is no need to get entangled at all, although Lan Xishu is unwilling, but he can't do such a stupid thing like hitting a stone with an egg. The brothers watched Lan Xishu's fingertips poking the pimple between his eyebrows, no one said a word, and came boiling like a ribbon This group of people came galloping from under their noses with banners and flags unfurled.

Time is tormenting the hearts of my brothers every minute and every second, time does not wait for me!

Seeing Lan Xishu with such an expression at this time, the brothers were silent, no one wanted to interfere with Lan Xishu's train of thought, and the brothers always relied on Lan Xishu to make up their minds!

Hu Dapida leaned out of the mountain ridge, clutching his dog fur hat, turned his head and wiped the snow foam all over his face, and reminded him with a rough voice like a mosquito: "Third Young Master! It's time to pass!"

Lan Xishu raised his eyelids, his eyes were cold and sharp.

The front row of the horse team was turning around the Yehu Ridge, and the luxurious carriages were passing right below where Lan Xishu was. The body of the car is carved with deep purple lacquer, and the wheels are rolling, which deviates the eyes of the brothers who followed.

The elder brothers all felt a little overwhelmed, and they all looked at Lan Xishu, but Lan Xishu didn't say a word.

The chaotic hooves made the road muddy. Lan Xishu didn't follow the chariot, his brows were relaxed, his eyes were slightly squinted, and his eyes were expressionless, as if he had been shaken to the ground by this bright team of troops, and followed him again. This group of people rushed past the rubbings of the outline of the official road like a mud snake.

The plans for many days were in vain, and the brothers didn't even know whether there was Chen Wufu in the car that caused countless reveries?

The tense nerves of the brothers became sluggish with the relief of Lan Xishu's expression, and even a little frustrated. The situation changed, and Lan Xishu decided to give up the plan and make plans according to the situation.

Lan Xishu didn't say anything, but the brothers could all see it.

Hu Dapida slipped downhill first, and Jing Maangan began to take off his clothes, and he couldn't bear the smell of the ill-fitting Tartar robes.

Ding Ya didn't move his nest, his head was still resting on the snow wall: "I said, it's clear that this Chen Wufu came out of Beijing first from the East Factory! Why is Xu Niang not old here? Where did he die?"

"This grandson can pinch and count!" Jing Maang'an threw out a broken cloak and then threw out a nonsense.

The brothers spoke one mouthful at a time, and everyone's eyes were on Lan Xishu. They were not sure if Lan Xishu was not talking out of habit.

"Maybe the situation has changed!" Lan Xishu gloomyly picked up a handful of snow and rubbed his face, the emperor was far away, and the situation in the court was changing rapidly, so it's not surprising that the information couldn't keep up: "It seems that this young lady is not easy to deal with! Why did he come to Longmen Office, although he said he was patrolling the border, but no imperial envoy has actually come to Longmen Office, I hope he will not have anything to do with our boss."

In fact, what Lan Xishu is most worried about is that it is best not to have anything to do with the surname Lan!Don't get involved with the old man!Don't get involved with some hidden political power!

Lan Xishu and the others have long figured out what Chen Wufu is not a shit other than being famous for his sex affairs, but this young woman is not old except for this fancy nickname of the emperor's retainer, and they have no idea of ​​her fundamental political orientation, which makes Lan Xi Shu didn't know what to do, but gave birth to even greater anxiety.

Lan Xishu never allowed himself to take any chances!

There was only a winding muddy road under Yehu Ridge. The pair of people under their noses turned around Yehu Ridge, and even the flagpole with the silk banner waving was out of sight.

The people and horses marched in the direction of Longmen Institute.

Lan Xishu twitched the pimple on his brow, sighed secretly, and had no choice but to take a step forward.

"Damn it! What a waste of time!" Jing Maang'an was in charge of the logistical support work, and he got the props for this operation ----- Tartar costumes, which was good and useless.

Jing Maang'an patted his butt and left, Ding Ya also stood up and brushed off the snow from his body.

Lan Xishu suddenly lay down on the snow wall, and backhanded Ding Ya who was halfway up the ridge to the ground.

Lan Xishu's squinted eyes made the brothers' hearts tremble.

Ding Ya fell sideways beside Lan Xishu, followed Lan Xishu's gaze, and held his breath.

What did not see!The snow is heavy, and there are many, looking at the entire official road at the foot of the Yehuling Mountain, which runs from east to west, the sky and the earth are vast, and the snow is colorful, and the continuous mountains to the north of the official road are blurred by the snow.

Not one human hair, not one rabbit!

Hu Dapida and Jing Maang'an climbed up slowly, leaned next to Ding Ya, followed Ding Ya's line of sight, looked very seriously, and really didn't see anything!

Lan Xishu was still concentrating on squinting his eyes, and raised his palms to imply that everyone was quiet.

There was a faint sound of strings curling up!

Listen hard with your ears up!It also vaguely seems to be like auditory hallucinations. If you are depressed, stop listening carefully, but the string sounds are real and undeniable.

Can only hear his voice but not see his person!

It's rare that this wilderness is so emotional!

Except for the howling of wolves in the wild, the brothers have never heard the movement of this wind, flowers, snow and moon.

Lan Xishu took the lead and scratched the back of his head, and the brothers looked at each other in blank dismay, no one said a word, and collectively itched.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the frontier residents have moved inland several times, not only in Longmen, but in the Nine Borders except Datong Xuanfu and other prosperous towns. , Armors are heard one after another, and the sound of strings is heard in the land of gold and iron horses, just like the sound of nature.

Just as the brothers listened intently, the pipa strings became much clearer.

Just for this pimple!

The brothers are a little confused, the sound of the pipa is sometimes tense and sometimes slow, sometimes it is rushing like rain, and sometimes the water is gurgling, and the sound of gold and stone is wonderful from afar.

Lan Xishu stared at the place where the sound of the pipa came from --- the foot of the east mountain of Yehu Ridge.

No one speaks, so anxious!

The sound of strings is approaching like smoke, and one can hear the sound of hooves and the creaking and twisting of carriage wheels.

Wow!Still this movement is familiar!

The hearts of the brothers were racing, and they were a little excited.

A healthy horse turned around the foot of the east mountain of Yehu Ridge, followed by another healthy horse. You don't need to look carefully to know the characteristic signboard of the angry horse in brocade clothes. The expected companion has arrived.

Lan Xishu secretly clenched his fist excitedly, pressed the tip of his tongue against his lips and sharpened his lips and teeth, which made him wake up from the slightly itchy strings with a little pain.

It only took a moment for Lan Xishu to calm down, luck is good, God will not fail me!

"I said! Third Young Master! This kid Chen Wufu is following Xu Niang and eating farts!" Jing Maangan hehe, but Hu Dapiopao worked hard, and the big head was counting bit by bit.

One, two, three, four????? A carriage appeared, although its style was much worse than Xu Sanyuan's, but in Hu Dapida's opinion, it was impressive enough.

"Seven!" Hu Dapida turned his face and glanced at Lan Xishu's report: "Not counting the ones in the car!"

This was beyond Lan Xishu's expectation. He didn't expect Chen Wufu to be so low-key.

Lan Xishu always thought that when Chen Wufu went out, there would be three or fifty people hugging him!

The baggy and slow-moving carriage in front of and behind the carriage indeed had seven guards and attendants, all of whom looked half-baked at first glance. No matter where they were, a qualified captain of Jinyiwei had a vigilance and acumen that was hard to hide. The professional instinct of bone marrow, such as these people on Yehuling.

The pipa player is not dedicated enough, so he stopped at this time.

A wine pouch was tossed back and forth between the two brocade guards at the front, listening to Xiaoqu, drinking the wine, shaking his head and shaking his arms very moist.

Lan Xishu slapped his head, his face was bright and bright, and he was in a very happy mood. The situation was much better than he expected: "This guy has a woman with him on business? It's unreasonable to let this scumbag take a break."

It should be angry words said in an angry tone, but it came out of Lan Xishu's mouth in a calm manner. Another kind of excitement made Lan Xishu's whole body boil. There is a blood in his body that is eager to fight. A little stimulation will make him excited.

All the plans flowed through his mind again, Lan Xishu's neck jointed and looked west, Xu Sanyuan's brigade had already circled the foot of the west mountain of Yehuling like ribbons, and the banners swaying like reeds disappeared completely behind the mountain, and the sound of chaotic hooves was faint. .

According to Lan Xishu's visual inspection, this distance is not absolutely safe, but as long as the shot is fast enough, it is enough to be unnoticed.

As long as Chen Wufu arrives under his nose and kills these lieutenants with lightning speed, there will be no big commotion. broadcast, the rest is not worth worrying about at all.

Lan Xishu filtered the details of the plan over and over again.

Lan Xishu looked coldly at the slow-moving small group of men and horses, but his face was calm, but his heart was busy calculating the speed of Jing Maang'an's encirclement around Dongshan, one fast and one slow, and the enemy and the enemy were catching up with each other.

Lan Xishu stared at the seven colleagues down the mountain, thinking that it would be the most time-saving to start with.

The big black man next to Chen Wufu's car is bending his body hard, trying to grasp the angle and greedily peeping in from the gap of the flickering car curtain, probably due to his own instability and the different speeds of the carriage, the situation inside I can't see it clearly, this big black man stretched his neck forward a little anxiously, bowed his back and bent his waist to look hard, his wretched face is really disgusting.

Che Nan, who was riding a five-flowered horse, kicked his horse forward to intercept the wine bag, muttering and cursing non-stop.