Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

"Okay." King Qin picked up a brief book from his hand.

"This kid, I had an adventure in Zhao Guodao..."

"This time, he is going to flee from Zhao."

"I order you to fetch him."

Ying Yiren came back. During his stay in Zhao State, he should have married a wife and had a son named Ying Zheng.

"This is the proton we sent, so it's not good to welcome it with great fanfare."

Qin Wang sighed, and his tone was a little casual and helpless: "It's just right for 300 people to pick them up."

"Zhao Guoding has pursuers, as many as come, just kill them back."

"Gu Nan, I understand."

"haha okay."

Chapter 82: Feel free, bribery is a tradition since ancient times

"Drive, drive."

A convoy passed slowly on the dark street. There were several boxes and two sedan chairs in the convoy, surrounded by dozens of guards.

The one walking in the front was an old horse, on which was a middle-aged man with the appearance of a businessman, who looked about 33 or [-].

He was wearing a cloth robe and was in a hurry.

"Quick, quick!" Turning his head and urging the guards behind him, the speed of the convoy was a little faster.

The middle-aged man's face was a bit ugly. He spent thousands of dollars lobbying in Qin and Zhao countries, and finally got Madam Huayang to recognize Ying Yi as his son, and King Zhao agreed to let him go.

An Guojun (Ying Zhu) is now the prince of Qin, and Mrs. Huayang is the wife of the prince.Ying Yiren can recognize Mrs. Huayang as his mother now, so as long as he returns to Qin, he will naturally get the heir's position.

Everything is so hard!

This time, Qin State regained its vitality, and unexpectedly began to attack other countries. Zhao State was also in danger, and King Zhao had already moved to kill Ying Yiren.

Must go fast.

Otherwise, all previous efforts will be wasted.

He is a businessman, so he naturally understands that he is investing in a monarch, and if this investment is successful, what he can get will be a reward countless times greater than that thousand gold.

Nothing to lose.

This is the only thought in his mind.

In the sedan chair in the convoy, Ying Yiren sat in it with a pale face, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Brother Different." Beside him, a beautiful girl put her hand on Ying Yiren's with a worried expression.She has white skin like fat, but she is a beauty with bright eyebrows and bright eyes.

There was a child in the beauty's arms, the child seemed to be no more than two years old, lying in the beauty's arms and gnashing: "Daddy."

Ying Yiren smiled slightly, patted the hand of the beauty beside him, and then touched the child's face.

"Nothing, don't worry, nothing will happen."

As long as he fled back to the residence of Qin State's border general Wang Yan, he and others would be safe.

That place is not far away and can be reached overnight, but the trip this night is extremely dangerous.

"Stop!"

Not far from the gate of the city, the voices of the city guards came.

"dull···"

The sound of the carriages and horses stopping, but there was no sound from the two sedan chairs in the convoy.

"It's late at night, why are you still driving on the road?"

The city guard frowned and looked at the middle-aged man in front of the convoy.

"Shangguan, there is an urgent matter at Xiaomin's house, and I need to go back as soon as possible." The middle-aged man jumped off his horse, stood in front of the team, and waved behind him.

Several guards quickly came up with a box and placed it in front of the two of them.

The team defending the city raised their eyebrows, and the middle-aged man let out a chuckle: "It's a small profit, please accept it."

As he spoke, he opened the box, which was full of goods.

Dui Zheng's eyes flickered for a moment, and he squinted: "It's natural to be anxious at home, brother, don't worry."

As he spoke, he shouted behind him: "Come on, open the city gate!"

"Woo——"

The city gate opened slowly.

The middle-aged man hurriedly bowed to several guards: "Thank you, brothers."

Randomly jumped on the horse: "Let's go."

The convoy walked out of the city gate and disappeared into the night.

The team was letting a few soldiers carry the boxes back to the city. It was really a windfall, and he didn't know how many years this wealth could last him.

But he didn't know after all that windfalls often come with windfalls.

About the time of a stick of incense, a team of cavalry has arrived.

There were dense crowds of heads and swords, and horses neighing, but this night was very lively. The leader was a general in the uniform of a captain, and the guards were trembling.

Captain, that is a senior official in command of 5000 people, and he dared not even raise his head to speak as a team.

"My lord..." The team was feeling uneasy, how could so many people want to leave the city in the middle of the night, thinking of the group of businessmen who left in the previous team, the team's heart skipped a beat.

He stepped forward and said, "What is your lord doing up to this point?"

The captain looked at the pale face of the team, and frowned: "You are waiting here to defend the city, have you ever seen anyone leave the city?"

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The team is trembling all over, it really has something to do with that group of people, damn it, this killed me!

"My lord, it is true that some people have left the city." The captain was closing his eyes and swinging his legs. This is a terrible thing.