Master of the rivers and lakes

Chapter 102

It's almost late June, and the scorching heat is rampant in the world.

Both the man and the horse were suffocating under the scorching sun, but the whip in Qian San's hand was still frantically whipping the horse in front of him.

The carriage was flying fast, crushing the weeds on the road and deforming them. Countless gravels were rolled up by the wheels, and the carriage was even more bumpy on the road.

Qian San poked his head back from time to time, only to see that the sun was covered by dust behind him, but he could still clearly see several fast horses approaching the carriage gradually.

"Drive! Drive!..."

Seeing the fast horses approaching, Qian San's hands moved faster, his white hair on the temples was soaked with sweat, and the anxious expression on his face showed that he was very anxious.

It's just that although he was in a hurry, he couldn't make the carriage go any faster.

After all, the carriage horses are just ordinary horses.

"Uncle Qian, are they here to kill us?" Lu Chenggong grabbed the edge of the carriage with both hands and shouted with all his strength.

Because if he didn't shout hard, his immature voice could only be drowned out by the sound of the carriage speeding.

Lu Chenggong, who was already weak, was very pale. He was only ten years old and grew up in the inner courtyard of the deep house. Although he was smarter than most of the boys of the same age in Fengjing, he had never experienced such suffering.

Half a year ago, during the catastrophe of the Lu family, he was brought out from Fengjing by Qian San, who said he was going to take him to join his father's old friend.

Lu Chenggong knew in his heart that he would be homeless from now on, but he was strong and knew that he must live well.

In the beginning, Qian San took Lu Chenggong all the way incognito and disguised, but there was no danger.

But things are volatile, and in less than three days, the Lu family's political enemies discovered the Lu family's stealing, and the Zhao Yushi family was even accused of being the Lu family's accomplices because they let go of the imperial convicts hand-picked by the emperor. , all the doors are gone.

With the idea of ​​eradicating the grass, the political enemy naturally sent people to follow him along the way, and he was bound to bring Lu Chenggong's head back.

When he discovered that someone was chasing him, Qian San had no choice but to take Lu Chenggong east to hide in Tibet.

Normally, it only takes two months to get from Fengjing to Baima, and it takes less than a month if the fast horse does not stop, but it took them half a year to reach the vicinity of Xuedong County.

Now that the horse is galloping so fast, it will take only a few days to reach Baima City.

It's just that they are at the end of the road now. The other party has been chasing them for half a year. Although Qian San escaped with various cunning methods, it seems that they will be caught up soon.

As long as he was caught up, Qian San's two fists were no match for his four hands, then it was really bad luck.

"Young master, take care of yourself, Qian San will definitely keep you alive and keep the blood of the Lu family!"

Qian San didn't dare to relax at all, in his heart, keeping Lu Chenggong was the only thing he had to do now.

It's just that the sky didn't go as planned, there was a sudden sharp turn in front of the carriage, and beside that road was a river.

If the carriage cannot turn around, it will rush straight into the river.

Qian San gritted his teeth and pulled the horse's reins, trying to make the carriage turn, but it was very difficult for the carriage to turn at high speed.

So everyone must slow down when driving around a corner, cough cough digression.

The healthy horse was hurt by Qian Sanle, and he tried his best to tilt the horse's head, but the carriage tilted, and the whole carriage turned over with a 'bang' sound.

The carriage fell on the ground and rolled twice and fell directly into the river, sinking slowly. The horse was also overturned in the river by the carriage, neighing weakly.

Qian San was thrown out long ago, and the people on horseback behind him all slowed down.

Qian San was anxious in his heart. While shouting, he scrambled to the river, looked at the slowly sinking carriage and shouted: "Young master! Young master!..."

"Qian...Uncle Qian...I'm fine..."

Although Lu Chenggong was a little stunned by the fall, he still knew that he could no longer stay in the carriage after being choked by the river, and swam out early.

Seeing that Lu Chenggong was fine, Qian San felt relieved, and quickly grabbed Lu Chenggong who had already swam to the bank of the river, and patted Lu Chenggong on the back to make him spit out the river water in his belly.

"It's all because Qian San is useless and failed to protect the young master. I'm sorry for the master's spirit in heaven..." Qian San looked at the bloody bruise on Lu Chenggong's forehead, which had become a drowned chicken, and he was full of self-blame.

"Uncle Qian, let's not talk about this for now, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave."

Lu Chenggong looked at the raised horseshoes in front of him, covered his mouth and nose, but felt infinite sadness in his heart.

His father tried his best to send him out, and even Uncle Zhao's family suffered because of this, but in the end they still ended up in the same end.

"Young Master, don't be afraid... If you have money, if they want to catch you, they have to step on my dead body!"

Qian San looked at the four people in front who had dismounted and protected Lu Chenggong behind him, with a determined face.

The four people gradually walked towards Qian San, the first three people were different in shape and appearance, but they were all men with fierce faces and fierce actions.

It's just that their movements are exactly the same, no one is faster, and no one is slower.

And there was a person following the three of them, but that person seemed to be in good shape, and the three people in front were probably not as heavy as that person.

The man walked forward, pushing away the three people in front, fanning the wind with his hand, panting heavily, and said, "This ghostly weather in the southwest is really fucking hot, at this time, I should cool off in those boats in Fengjing." It's right to drink a little wine comfortably, what a fucking...what a damn..."

Then he looked at Qian San in front of him who was very embarrassed and Lu Chenggong who was drenched all over and said bitterly: "It's all because of you two people who don't know what to do, and let the master hang out with you for half a year. Intolerable!"

Qian San took a step back and shouted, "Guo Ling! Master Tong doesn't even let a child go?"

The fat man named Guo Ling took a few steps forward, even the fat on his body was shaking, and said with a smile: "If you follow my mind, you will run away if you run away, but Master Tong doesn't think so.

Count it carefully, how much Mr. Lu has added to Mr. Tong over the years, and even several of Mr. Tong's capable men were killed by the emperor after Mr. Lu read several books in a row. You said Mr. Tong How much resentment do you have to have?

Originally, the emperor ordered the entire family of the Lu family to be executed, and Mrs. Tong felt at ease, but you all played tricks with that Zhao Yushi.

Then you make Mr. Tong unhappy again. If Mr. Tong is not happy, Master will suffer.

So I can only take the heads of the two of you to make Master Tong feel better, so that I can live more comfortably in Fengjing.

So considering our good friendship in the past, you can just give the head to the master yourself, and the master guarantees that Mr. Lu will not lose paper money every year on the anniversary of his death, how about it? "

Qian San looked at the fat man with a playful smile in front of him, let out a 'pooh', but spat angrily at Guo Ling: "Don't even think about it! Tong Xi is in a high position but cholera is at the helm. You, Guo Ling, are helping the tyrant to abuse the tyrant and be a gangster. Sooner or later, you will all be unhappy." Good death, everyone will go to hell!"

When Guo Ling saw Qian San insulting him so ignorantly, he immediately became angry, his face was full of anger, and beads of sweat flowed down along with his trembling fat.

"I don't know what's good and what's wrong! Then don't blame the master for not being sympathetic. If you kill you, the master can go back to Beijing."

Then he pointed at Qian San and Lu Chenggong and ordered: "Kill!"

The three people who had been quietly behind Guo Ling since dismounting from their horses heard this, drew their weapons and killed Qian San and the others without saying a word.

"These six months have been unbelievable, and I can finally return to Beijing."

Seeing that Qian San, who had been covered with several injuries, was gradually out of support, Guo Ling breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered.

(End of this chapter)