Mei Gongqing

Pink ticket 624 plus chapter. Ah, now the pink ticket, one for two, please.

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The carriage was driving slowly.

Somehow, Chen Rong obviously felt that Wang Hong was driving very slowly. Does he know his mind and think that this moment can stay longer?

Thinking of this, Chen Rong smiled bitterly and she pulled down the curtains in a loud voice.

But when she just pulled it down, she regretted it and lifted the corner of the curtain and looked at his back.

Gradually, the carriage entered the official path.

The official path is long and the yellow dust rises. After a while, Chen Rong found that Wang Hong had driven the car into a mountain trail for only two minutes on the official road.

This hillside trail, the creeks on both sides of it, the bamboo groves sometimes, those weeds that have dried up in the winter are half a man tall, and the weeds and dead vines are interwoven and wrapped around the roots of the trees.

On both sides of the trail, there are mountainous ranges. Looks like there are few people walking here. I looked up and looked, and I couldn't see a family smoke.

Chen Rongxuan wondered. She stretched her head and asked: "Qilong, where is this place? ”

Wang Hongtou did not return. He sat lazily on the steering seat. Even though the smoke caused by the wagon rolled, he had dyed his white clothes. He looked like he was dressed in Zhenghua clothing and attended a royal banquet in Duya.

With a smile on his face, he accidentally threw a whip. “It's a trail with few pedestrians, no farmland, and the displaced people are unhappy. ”

Chen Rong understood what he meant. He said that the road was safe.

She's relaxed.

Just as she was about to continue her questioning, Wang Hongrun sounded like a fountain, "I am familiar with the trails around here.” He seemed to know what she wanted to ask and took the lead.

Chen Rong was a little unbelievable. She glanced at his back.

However, she did not ask questions. She knew that whether it was Min or Wang Hong, they were highly weighted. Every word spoken was a sentence. Such people did not like their words being questioned, let alone explained.

The morning breeze softened, and it blew Wang Hong's ink hair, causing the curtains to roar.

After walking to the small half hour, Wang Hong pressed the horse whip in his right hand, his left hand patted the tree lightly, singing loudly, "Wang Luoyang, sincere. Think of the setting sun in the west mountain, like the old king, today the wild grave falls to the dead crow.” He just sang here, but his voice was mute.

Almost suddenly, he raised his head and whistled loudly. The sound of a whistle, like a golden stone, is brittle and brittle, far from being heard.

Just as Chen Yong looked at this strange Wang Hong, his long whistle gradually turned to whimper, to whimper...

In the whimpering, Chen Yong's stupidity and stupidity, a high song came from the distant hillside. That song, however, was old and dull, and he sang very pale, “He was a hero of the year today, he was dressed in a crown, and he had no grave in the morning. ”

That voice, that is, singing here, stops singing, and the whistle rises.

Chen Rong looked back and saw only 300 steps away, between the hills, in the dead trees, a 40-year-old middle-aged man with a cluttered moustache, with his hands forked and waist, rising in the sky.

The whistling sound of the shepherd was cold and rustic, and its chapters were scattered far away.

Chen Yong looked at the man and suddenly thought, "This man is a hermit.

As she pondered, the middle-aged man bent down and picked up his axe, chopping the tree in front of him and shouting coarsely, “Who's the singer down the hill? What are you singing? My husband broke his bowel!” Obviously, the master of sound, he shouted and cut the dead tree hard, and the movement and speech were excellent and rhythmic.

Wang Hong waved his vervain on the throne and did not lift his head. He replied in such a high voice: “Wang Qiya. ”

“Ha-ha-ha.” Answer him, it was the middle-aged man who laughed out loud, "Luang Wang Qi? What a big name. ”

By then, the carriage was only 200 steps from him.

The middle-aged man looked down and exclaimed in surprise: "Hey, who's in the carriage? Wang Hong of Wang's family drove the car himself? ”

Wang Hong smiled and told Chen Rong, "Pull up the curtains and let the elders see. ”

Chen Rong answered and lifted the curtain.

Only when lifted, her head, still low due to her shame and obscenity.

The husbandman suddenly laughed. Apparently in a good mood, he threw the axe away at once, his hands and waists loud and loud.

After laughing for a while, he shouted, “Okay, okay. The royal family's son is willing to manage for a woman. Good, well deserved by my whole life. ”

After a while, he turned to Wang Hong and said: "What you just heard, different lengths, is a new poem? ”

Wang Hong smiled faintly and replied in a loud voice: “No, I just heard this woman read it last time. I thought it was different in length, but it was also easy to say. ”

The pimp continued to laugh loudly.

Smiling, he lifted his axe and turned to walk deep into the mountain. Gradually, the laughter became a sorrow, and the sorrow blended in the wind, as if the heavens were crying.

The carriage is moving again.

The carriage continues forward.

Wang Hong chose this path, which is not only remote but also a shortcut. However, less than two hours later, in Chen Rong's view, the walls of Nanyang City appeared.

Chen Yong looked at the tall wall and looked at the distant and inconspicuous figure. The shadow was overwhelmed and piled up outside the city. Was it the displaced people who gathered together to make a scene?

Chen Yong thought about it and looked forward to Wang Hong.

Wang Hong is still a rugged party. He dumps his horse whip and turns into a grey white shirt. He dances with the wind and ink. That is how it looks from his back. He is also a beauty, like a jade tree.

Chen Rong just knew that Wang Hong was swinging the whip a little faster.

Shortly afterwards, the carriage arrived outside the city gate.

Outside Nanyang City, there are already mountains of people. Thousands crowded there, in the middle of the noisy nobles, surrounded by heavily armed, armored taxi!

Each of these clerks was dressed in golden brass armor with a trident in his hand. Three laps inside and three laps around the nobles, at least 5,000!

These 5,000 ruffians are the guardians of the Nanyang King!

Chen couldn't help but whisper, “What happened? ”

How can anyone answer her questions?

At this moment, a young man roared in the nobility, “King Nanyang, what does this mean? Last time we tried to leave Nanyang, he stopped us. This time, he even dared to stop Wang Lang's convoy, did he really think that no one could make him a local county king? ”

The voice is heavy and it's already angry.

Wang Wang, is someone leaving town?

Chen Rongzhu glanced back at Wang Hong.

What she saw was still a relaxed, uncomfortable shadow.

The young man stopped screaming, stroking, and a general grinned, "The Lao Wang Clan did get it. But since he has so provoked Murongjin, he will not push the disaster water to my city of Nanyang so quietly and leave! ”

He said here, step back, wave his right hand, and drink: "Stop it, no one leaves! ”

The young man in the aristocracy was about to laugh, and he shouted, “Open your dog's eyes and see if there's a Wang Qi in there! ”

Since the general had long discovered that there was no Wang Hong in the crowd, he ignored him. He only raised his head, held a token in his hand and sighed and drank: “Here is the king's order! I don't care if Wang Qi or not, it belongs to Wang's motorcade, no one is allowed out of the city! ”

Wang Hong was obviously a little confused when he heard about it. He waved his hand and brought a servant dressed as a teenager closer together.

The teenager was among a dozen displaced people, most neatly dressed. He was watching the liveliness and the smell. He turned around and saw Wang Hong waving his hand. People didn't recognize him, but he was deterred by his appearance. His eyes didn't blink. He looked at Wang Hong with curiosity and admiration, and he came running.

Wang Hong pointed at the crowd 300 steps ahead and smiled lightly: “Do you know what happened? ”

“Know, know, I know.” The teenager's voice was crisp and loud, "he said out loud.“ Last night, 200 Hu men, carrying a golden coffin, suddenly appeared outside the city. They shouted at the city and said, "His general has been looking to get close to Wang Qi by his back." Last time in Moyang City, Wang Lang said goodbye, he was very sad. Now I have heard that he is in Nanyang City, he has been offered a golden coffin and wishes to say goodbye to Wang Lang. ”

The teenager's teeth were clean, his voice was crisp and his memory was good. He came here with a sigh of breath and gasped. He continued: "The Hu people also said that his family General Murong had prepared a golden jade coat for Wang Lang. The jade coat was gorgeous and difficult to manufacture. Wang Wang Wang Wang did not refuse. After these words, Hu put down his coffin and stretched out. ”

At this point, Chen Yong and Wang Hong fully understood.

Wang Hong smiled.

He smiled, his face was moving, and the teenager looked at him and looked away.

Wang Hong smiled softly, squeezing his eyes, and said softly: “So, this morning, Nanyang Wang discovered that I had a convoy of Wang Wang who wanted to leave? ”

“Exactly.” The young man's green face flashed with disappointment, but his eyes lit up again and he was confident, "the people just said, they would not do such an abrupt escape. These people they left, they went to Jiankang to move the rescue troops. As for Wang Qilong, there are still half of Wang Qilong's elite soldiers, who will remain in Nanyang City. Another said that, since Murong wanted his family Qilong, if his family Qilong left Nanyang City, Murong Qilong would no longer be interested in Nanyang City. King Nanyang, who refuses to let them go, is the short-sighted one. ”

Wang Hong smiled. He thanked him and asked the teenager to leave. He raised his head and looked softly at the group.

At this point, he leaned back and approached Chen Zheng, smiling lightly: “Ayung. ”

“Chen Yung-chun hurriedly responded. ”

Wang Hong's voice, extremely gentle and gentle, “If you want to leave Nanyang City, then go these two days. I'll arrange everything. ”

Chen Yongwan didn't think of it. The first thing he thought about when he learned about it was getting himself out of Nanyang City safely.

She looked at him, she fainted on her cheeks, a glimmer of gratitude and love, and raised her eyebrows. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)