Fast Transmigration: Raiders of that coquettish boss

Chapter 247 Who Is The Great Hero (57)

Aunt Meng walked away crying.

After successfully killing a fly with violence, Mingyu became a little bored.

For the next two months, General Zhou did not return home.

Daliang was completely in chaos, and Zhao Yi's troops fought all the way from Qicheng to Weicheng, which was adjacent to Yuncheng.

But Dugu Changsheng and others supported Han Wang and approached the imperial capital.

The king of Wu was on the verge of defeat, the world in Daliang was divided into two, and Zhao Yi's men approached Yuncheng.

There are rumors in the market that Zhao Yi's success this time is all thanks to a strong general!
It is rumored that this tiger general is nine feet tall, looks like Pan An, and has the ability to take the head of an enemy general among Zhao Yi's ten thousand troops. He is Zhao Yi's brother-in-law, and he is very capable!

Mingyu is living quite comfortably these days.

The direction of things is the same as in the previous life, except for Zhao Yi's side.

In He Mingyu's memory, because of the tragic death of his sister, Zhao Yi's temperament changed drastically, and he killed several generals by mistake one after another, resulting in no one leading his troops. However, he was killed by the relatives of those generals just after he left Qicheng.

So far, Qicheng was in chaos, and many forces stood on their own. For a while, they fell into a situation of separatism. Later, General Zhou sent Dugu Changsheng to quell the rebellion, and Qicheng was returned to Daliang.

There is no such thing as the rumored tiger general or Zhao Yi's brother-in-law.

It seems that Zhao Yi's younger sister is not dead, but also has a brother-in-law, which must be the biggest variable in this world.

She had to find a way to communicate with General Zhou.

Seeing that King Wu was about to be defeated, Dugu Changsheng escorted King Han to the capital to ascend the throne. General Zhou stood guard in Yuncheng, waiting for the Zhao family's army to decide the outcome.

The battle was at a stalemate, Mingyu thought for a long time, but decided to go to Yuncheng by herself.

That night, she put on ugly makeup, put on old clothes, and took the banknotes, and sneaked out of the general's mansion alone.

The world is in chaos, refugees are everywhere, and the folk customs have deteriorated.

On this day, the sun was shining brightly, and she slowly followed the numb-faced refugees on the road.

She had a bank ticket, but she didn't dare to reveal her wealth on this journey. Before she started her journey, she already expected that the outside world might not be good, so she didn't dare to hire a carriage, and she only dared to prepare dry food when passing through the city.

Walking on the road with pancakes on their backs, the refugees suddenly burst into cheers.

Mingyu raised her head to follow the prestige, but it turned out that a carriage came not far behind, and the refugees cheered because they saw that apart from the driver, there seemed to be only people sitting in the carriage.

The carriage was deeply rutted, and it was obvious that there was a lot of stuff in it.

The refugees who hadn't eaten for many days looked like hungry wolves when they saw the carriage waiting to be slaughtered.

Spontaneously forming a human wall, the refugees stopped the carriage.

The horses were stared at by the refugees and could not help but neigh. The leader of the refugees shouted: "Stop, stop! Enjoy your meal!"

As he spoke, he waved his hands to the people in the front, back, left and right, and all of them knelt down towards the carriage for a while.

Mingyu frowned, and then knelt down.

At this time, it is better not to be a maverick.

The coachman was terrified by the situation, quickly opened a corner of the curtain, said a few words to the people inside, and then jumped out of the carriage and waited aside.

The refugees, including Mingyu, stared eagerly at the carriage curtain, waiting for the people inside to get off.

After a while, a slender and big hand with well-defined bones emerged from it.

All the refugees couldn't help but craned their necks to look.

Mingyu was carried by this atmosphere, and couldn't help being a little curious about the owner of the carriage.

(End of this chapter)