Chasing King

When they rode out of the city, they crossed the main road of the city, and suddenly ran out of the empty street without warning.

At this time, just before dawn, most of the people engaged in business had already started, but pedestrians were very rare. There were only a few sporadic people in the normally bustling streets, so their horses ran very fast. When the man rushed out, the three people were shocked and held the reins fiercely.

The horse's hoof ran over the man's head. If it was too late, I was afraid that I would kick him away.

They appeased the horse and looked at it. It turned out that he was a drunk with dirty clothes and a ragged beard. His eyes were muddy and his face was flushed. It was like being fished out of a wine jar. He was afraid that he could smell the smell of wine for a mile.

Yuan Shaoxu angrily drew out his whip and waved it to the drunkard: "dare to be a pariah, do you know who was the one who was bothered?"

The whip knocked the man to the ground. It was very painful to listen to the tight movement. But the drunkard didn't even hum. He leaned on the ground, holding the bottle to his lips and sweeping Yan Sikong with his confused eyes.

Yan Sikong was stunned because he saw a thick iron crutch in the drunkard's hand.

"Get out of here!" Yuan Shaoxu waved the whip again.

Yuan Nanyu stopped in a low voice: "brother, forget it." He looked at the drunk and said, "you But tiezhangzi? "

The drunk laughed twice and didn't answer.

"What's the iron stick?"

"He's a quack." Yuan Nanyu replied, "when I was with my master, I heard about this man. I didn't expect to meet him in Taiyuan."

"What's the name of this man?" Yan Sikong asked.

"Not a quiet master." Yuannanyu chongtiezhangzi said sternly, "although you haven't committed any crime, you have a bad reputation in the river and lake. I see you are old. If you want to spend your old age in Taiyuan, be honest. Otherwise, don't think you can make trouble under the wolf king's eyes."

Tiezhangzi laughed, trying to get up from the ground, and said vaguely: "grass people How dare you, hehe, how dare you, general... " Then he steadied himself and knelt down in front of the three.

"Don't worry. Let's go." Yuan Nan Yu Road.

Yan Sikong looks at tie Zhangzi thoughtfully. He feels that it's no coincidence that this person is here. There are so many coincidences in the world. What does Chen want to do? Why did tiezhangzi appear in front of him?

But at this time, there are yuan brothers present, he can not question, but also pretend to know nothing.

The three of them set out to get off the horse and pass through the iron stick.

But when Yan Sikong's horse passed by tiezhangzi, no one saw what happened. The iron crutch caught the March bag on Yan Sikong's horse. Because the horse's momentum was very strong, the rope of the March bag was forcibly broken, and the whole bag was thrown away.

Yan Sikong looks back in surprise and Reines in the reins again.

The yuan brothers also turned back in a hurry.

The iron stick crawled over, picked up the army bag, knelt down on the ground and repeatedly begged for mercy: "general atonement, atonement..." As he pleaded guilty, his body began to stagger, and he seemed to be about to faint. He was very drunk.

Yuan Shaoxu said angrily: "this Dalit..."

Yan Si looked at tie Zhangzi coldly, only felt his scalp numb. What did he want to do?

Yuan Nanyu threw a whip and tied the March bag. As soon as his long arm was closed, the March bag had returned to his hand. He threw it to Yan Sikong: "see if there is something missing." He also looked at tiezhangzi suspiciously, thinking that he was acting suspiciously.

Yan Sikong opened the marching bag and looked at it. There was nothing important there, just food and drink. He didn't believe that the purpose of tiezhangzi was these things. He looked at tiezhangzi darkly and said, "nothing is missing."

Yuan Nanyu narrowed her eyes: "did you mean it? What do you want to do? "

Tiezhangzi kowtowed his head and said with a big tongue: "no, general Atonement... " Knock knock knock, even so lying in the middle of the road fell asleep.

Yuan Shaoxu said coldly, "throw this pariah into prison and shut him up for a few days to wake him up."

"Today is my father's death day, so it's not appropriate to promote crime and punishment." Yuan Nan Yu disgusts a way, "temporarily let him go first, don't delay time for him."

Yan Si's hair is hollow and tight. He can't understand the intention of tie Zhangzi's actions, but it must have something to do with him. What orders did Chen give to tie Zhangzi and what did he want him to do?

No matter what he does, he has a very bad feeling. After today, he wants to find someone to get rid of him, otherwise he will not be able to sit still.

The three men ignored tiezhangzi and ran straight out of the city to the mountain.

The snow on the mountain has not melted, so it is very difficult for horses to go up to the mountainside. They carry the sacrificial things on their backs and climb to the top of the mountain on foot. The sun just sets out the sky.

Yuan Shaoxu placed yuan Mao's throne in the direction of Liaodong, and set up incense, wine and vegetables. The three men knelt in front of the throne regardless of the cold ground.

"Dad." Yuan Shaoxu carefully wiped the spotless memorial tablet with a silk handkerchief and choked, "my child is unfilial. I'm fighting outside. I can't worship at your grave. It's hundreds of miles away from Eastern Liaoning. Can you hear my child's voice?"Yan Sikong stares at Yuan Mao's name, remembers all kinds of things in the past 20 years, and his heart is filled with grief and sorrow, and his eyes are suddenly red.

Yuan Shaoxu intermittently said a lot about his family, relatives and himself.

But Yan Sikong noticed that when he mentioned the two younger brothers, yuan Shaoxu deliberately understated their identities. It seems that yuan Shaoxu is despicable and dare not lie in front of Yuan Maoling.

Yuan Shaoxu finished, Yan Sikong kowtowed three heads and said in a trembling voice: "Dad, kong'er has avenged you. I hope you can rest in peace under the nine springs." He originally wanted to correct the identities of himself and Yuan Nanyu in front of Yuan Mao's spirit. He expected that yuan Shaoxu would not dare to argue at this time, but he didn't do so in the end. He was grateful for yuan Mao's kindness and didn't want yuan Mao to watch him confront his eldest son. As he said, he wanted yuan Mao to rest in peace. What's more, he only wanted to prove his identity, but now he doesn't care.

Although yuan Nanyu didn't remember anything, he couldn't help but shed tears around his eyes and fell uncontrollably. His brain was rolling with some old fragments, but he couldn't see and hear them clearly. The more he thought about it, the more headache he felt. He had to kowtow on the ground and cry "dad" softly.

The three worshiped for a long time.

Yuan Shaoxu cried bitterly from time to time, telling about the hardships of the past 20 years. Yan Sikong also felt very sad. His dislike of yuan Shaoxu was slightly reduced. For yuan Mao's sake, he didn't want to quarrel with the man he had called his eldest brother for so many years.

They stayed in the mountains until noon.

On the way, Yan Sikong noticed that yuan Nanyu was not quite right. Although his face was covered with a mask, he could not see his face and expression, but he bowed his head and was listless.

"Que forget, what's the matter with you?" Yan Sikong asked.

"I might..." Yuan Nanyu hammered her head twice with her fist. "I think of something when I was a child. Is there a big ginkgo tree in my home in northern Liaoning?"

Yuan Shaoxu's face changed slightly.

Yan Sikong glared: "you, do you think of this?"

"There is..." Yuan Nanyu looked complicated and said, "in fact, I can remember some pictures from time to time these years, but I can't connect them all the time. Today, in front of my father's death, I seem to think of many more, but the more I think about it, the more headache I have." He said and patted his head, obviously very uncomfortable.

"Don't force yourself." Yan Sikong said, "I can't help it, but I believe you will remember it one day."

"Really." Yuan Nanyu sighed, "I also hope to remember that I feel very sad when I worship today, but I have no memory of my father. It's really unfilial."

Yan Sikong comforted him and said, "I can't blame you for this. My father has knowledge in heaven, and he will only love you and never blame you."

Yuan Shaoxu coughed softly: "yes, you don't have to blame yourself. God has eyes, but let our brothers get together. If you can recognize your ancestors, your father will be able to close his eyes."

Yuan Nanyu nodded: "as usual, you talk more with me about young things, maybe I can think of it earlier."

"No problem." Yan Sikong replied without hesitation, "if you want to listen, I can't get it."

Yuan Shaoxu slightly pursed his lips and said with a dry smile, "that's naturally good."

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back at home, Yan Sikong immediately finds ah Li and tells ah Li about their meeting with tie Zhangzi this morning.

Ali's face was full of anger, and he said: he must have a plan. Does he want to harm the young master?

"I don't know, but it's mostly against me to act rashly without talking to me." Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes. "This person is out of our control. It's really dangerous. You can't stay here. You go to find she Zhun's person and find a way to kill him."

Ali nodded and turned to do it.

Yan Sikong held him: "wait. This man has been noticed by elder brother and yu'er. If he dies suddenly, he will inevitably arouse their suspicion. Don't be in a hurry to act these days. He must act like an accident. Do you understand? "

Ali nodded hard.

After ah Li left, Yan Sikong thought of what happened before and after tiezhangzi appeared, and he was always uneasy. It was a terrible feeling, but he couldn't figure out what tiezhangzi was going to do. It was like he knew there were traps on the road ahead, but he didn't know where the traps were, but he had to go on.

He only hopes to get rid of this man as soon as possible without any trace, so as to avoid long dreams.