The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Wu Jiang nodded casually and raised his hand to draw in the air, "Take the small road, take the small road! Show off our ability to drive a chariot! Liu Bang was defeated in Pengcheng, and Xia Houying could drive him to escape, so why can't you?"

When the coachman heard Xia Houying's name, he felt as if he had been given a shot of blood.

I saw him shouting, "Sit tight!"

Gu Shinwei immediately reached out and grabbed the wall of the carriage on the side. He saw the driver twisting the horse's head and making a sharp turn into a narrow alley. The carriage almost hit the wall with a flick of its tail, and almost sat there. Han Shiyan on one side was so shaken that his brains exploded.

Gu Shinwei thought that this man was even fainting from Qinggong. At this moment, he was like a fallen leaf blown by the wind, and he was so faint that his mother couldn't even recognize him.

She turned around and saw Han Shiyan closing his eyes and gritting his teeth, looking like he was about to ascend to heaven.

Although she didn't have the ability to read minds, Gu Shiwei could guess that Han Shiyan had probably finished writing Wu Jiang's eulogy at this moment, and maybe he had already written an anniversary memorial.

She thought and laughed out loud when she saw Han Shiyan looking like he was facing a formidable enemy.

Wu Jiang was so anxious that he couldn't remember Han Shiyan's life and death. He held the car door and urged, "Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

The driver responded and said, "Ouch!"

Sure enough, he obeyed the order and did not speed up. Like an eel swimming in the water, he darted around and finally stopped in front of a small corner door.

Before the carriage stopped, Wu Jiang rushed in towards the corner door like a wild horse, followed by a loud wailing, "Fifth sister, stop fighting, stop fighting!"

Gu Shiwei was curious and jumped out of the car, but when he came to the door, he found that Han Shiyan was still motionless, like an old monk in meditation.

Her heart trembled, and she murmured, "Civil officials can't be so weak, right? They can die in a carriage? Then why should I bother to use a hearse to pull the whole family named Gu, and rush to Bianjing City? Pull it directly to the mass grave. You can't get down without going up, so you save the coffin."

The more Gu Shiwei talked, the more wonderful she felt. She stretched out her fingers and touched them under Han Shiyan's breath.

As soon as the hand reached under his nose, the man who had been motionless before suddenly opened his eyes.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm still alive. Your method of killing won't work." He said, lifting up his robe and getting out of the carriage.

The moment his feet hit the ground, Gu Shinwei watched as his figure swayed and then stabilized again.

Gu Shinwei looked amused and jumped down, "You damn duck has a tough mouth!"

She sniffed and stretched out her hand towards Han Shiyan, "I can smell it, it's the smell of ginger candy."

Han Shiyan was startled and put a piece of ginger in Gu Shinwei's hand, "Rather than calling it ginger candy, it's better to call it candied ginger. It's candied ginger. Few people like to eat it. Not to mention the taste, but after the sweetness, it's all gone." It’s spicy.”

He always carries it with him, just for this time.

Seeing Gu Shiwei stuffing it into his mouth unceremoniously, Han Shiyan's previously tense expression relaxed a bit. The old lady on the corner door was beaming with joy, "Han Xiaolangjun, my brother Jiang asked Wu Niang to snatch him away. I received a whipping, and now it hurts so much that I cry for father and mother.”

"There are many people in the house today, so I have to keep watch here. You are familiar with the road, so I will ask you not to lead the way."

Han Shiyan was obviously a familiar guest of the Wu family. Even the woman who was guarding the door knew him and spoke without restraint.

Han Shiyan nodded slightly, "He really has official business this time, and he rushed over as soon as the government office retreated."

Upon hearing this, the mother-in-law glanced at Gu Shiwei secretly and said with a smile, "Brother Jiang said the same thing before, but Wu Niang didn't believe him."

Han Shiyan didn't say much, and led Gu Shiwei through the corner door and straight into General Wu's mansion.

"General Wu has three sons and five daughters, and Wu Jiang is the youngest. Among them, the eldest brother, second sister, and the fifth sister who is getting married today are the direct descendants of the same mother as Wu Jiang. The children of the Wu family are treated equally, and all of them have been raised since childhood. Practice martial arts.”

"Wu Wuniang wields a long whip, and she once served as Princess Fushun's companion for a period of time. You have heard before that she has a hobby, that is, she likes to collect all kinds of earrings." Gu Shinwei frowned slightly as he listened. Eyebrow, "Princess Fushun?"

Han Shiyan nodded, "Yeah, but it was only a short time. I heard that Lady Wu slammed the door and left the palace, and had no contact with Princess Fushun anymore. I don't know exactly what happened. I heard Wu Jiang talk about it. ."

Today is a big day, lights and colors are everywhere, and everyone is happy.

Wu Jiang apparently deliberately found a corner gate that was closer to Mrs. Wu Wu. The two passed through a martial arts arena and arrived in front of a small building.

Around this small building, neither flowers nor grass were planted. Instead, there were plum blossom stakes with small bronze figures hanging on them... The little bronze figure had whip marks all over its body.

Gu Shinwei couldn't move his eyes away from the sight. Just when he was about to reach out and touch it, he heard a crisp voice coming from upstairs.

She looked up and saw a woman wearing a green wedding dress and a flower crown. She had red phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge and a small pouty mouth.In comparison, Wujiang is like the gravel in the Yong'an River, which was compared to the mud by this pearl.

Compared with girls who got married in their teens, Mrs. Wu is obviously older, and her whole body has grown.

Not only does she have the softness of a woman, but she also has the heroic spirit of a general and tiger girl.

In her hand, she held a round fan.The fan is not embroidered with flowers or strange birds, but with a lifelike tiger descending from the mountain.

"Gu Shiwei, right? These days, my incompetent brother talks about you eight hundred times a day. Being famous is not as good as meeting. You have a good sword."

Gu Shinwei pointed at the whip marks on the little bronze figure, "Miss Wu Wu also has a good whip."

Wu Wuniang smiled heartily, "No! I named it Qingzhi. I started using it as soon as I learned to walk. Come upstairs, we are all martial arts practitioners, so we don't have to pay much attention to it."

She said and looked at Han Shiyan again, "Han Yushi is also here. You are just like brothers, but don't gibber, or I will slap you."

When Gu Shiwei heard the words, he chuckled.

Han Shiyan twitched his lips and said, "I won't go up, so you can go up alone to take care of your family affairs. It's like a female bandit's nest up there."

Gu Shiwei didn't understand why, but seeing that he really had no intention of going upstairs, he went up to the second floor.

Once she got up there, she understood what Han Shiyan meant by saying "the female bandit's nest".

I saw Wu Wuniang sitting in the center, and two ladies sitting on the left and right. Although they looked different in age and temperament, they were all somewhat similar in appearance. Their sitting postures and backs were different from ordinary women in the boudoir.

Wu Jiang stood among the five people, like a little field mouse being stared at by five giant eagles. He was trembling in the middle and could hardly see.

No wonder Han Shiyan didn't want to go upstairs. If he went upstairs, the field mice would probably get into pairs.

As soon as Gu Shinwei arrived, the five ladies all stood up.

Each of them held a weapon in their hands and clasped their fists at Gu Shiwei.

Gu Shiwei felt the pressure and hugged his fists at the Wu sisters.

Seeing that she had been polite, Mrs. Wu threw away the fan in her hand and came to Gu Shiwei in a short step. She touched her imperial robe again and again, "You are better than me, you really squeezed in." Imperial City Division.”

"Obviously I have a lot of skills, but in the end I can only hit that bronze man! I used to envy Ma Hongying's father for his open-mindedness. Although he had no military qualifications, he let her go to the battlefield."

"But my father said that if I figure out where I lost to Ma Hongying, then I will truly make progress. I didn't understand it before, but now I understand after seeing you."