The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Chapter 562 Blocking the Road and Blocking the Car

Cheng Feng said: "My uncle, please resign and take off your armor and return to the fields, but the emperor has not agreed."

"The same goes for the Emperor. I really don't blame your uncle for what happened this time. You said he was not favored by anyone. He had to be favored by Princess Zhuoyang. If he fell in love with you, it would be fine for him to follow Princess Zhuoyang. At this time Let’s not play the game of “I’d rather die than give in.” Alas, I’m in debt and claim that I’m not a womanizer.”

Shang Xi looked into the distance, but there was no one there.

"Is there anything to eat?"

Cheng Feng reached out and touched the cloth bag, "Did you bring any dry food when you packed your things?"

Shang Xi said: "I didn't bring it with me."

Cheng Feng put his arm around her shoulders and let Shang Xi lean against him, "If you don't bring it, there won't be any dry food."

"You didn't?"

Cheng Feng said: "I don't have any dry food with me. The dry food is all in the car. I don't even have a luggage package." If he had known this, Cheng Feng would have brought some dry food.

Just as the two of them were taking a nap with their eyes squinted, the sound of a carriage was heard in the distance.

Cheng Feng patted Shang Xi on the shoulder and said, "Sit up straight. I'll ask if you can give us a ride."

The carriage came galloping from a distance, and it seemed that it had no intention of stopping. However, Cheng Feng was not afraid of death and blocked the carriage in the middle of the road. He did not want to miss the carriage.

The carriage had to brake suddenly.

The two tall and handsome horses raised their front hooves high in a stampede manner and neighed from their mouths. The car looked like it was standing upright.

The driver was very angry. He held the reins with his left hand and pointed the whip at Cheng Feng with his right hand: "Are you looking for death?"

It felt like this man would jump off the carriage and start a fight with Cheng Feng in the next second.

At this time, the curtains of the carriage car were opened, and the people inside the carriage were greatly shocked: "Zhu Gen'er, what happened?"

"Sir, if an uninvited guest blocks the road, I will drive him away immediately."

This person named Zhu Gen'er thought Cheng Feng was a bad guy because Cheng Feng was more than eight feet tall. Although he looked kind-hearted, he was not easy to mess with. Judging from his physique, he knew some fists and feet, and he also had courage. Otherwise, such a fast carriage would not have been possible. People would stop them, so the two horses were frightened when they saw Cheng Feng standing in front of them.

As he spoke, the man pulled out a long sword from behind and jumped out of the carriage, running towards Cheng Feng. Cheng Feng wanted to go up and talk to the owner of the carriage, but he reacted in time to avoid the man named Zhu Gen'er who stabbed him. Come sword.

Cheng Feng said: "I am not a bad person. I would like to ask the young master if he can give us a ride."

When the young man in the car heard that he wanted them to give him a lift, he said to Zhu Gen'er, "Stop."

The young master in the car glanced at Shang Xi on the roadside through the window. Fortunately, he glanced at Shang Xi. Shang Xi thought that there was going to be a fight, so she opened the bag and found the crossbow. The crossbow was facing the car curtain. people.

At this time, Zhu Gen'er, who was holding a sword in his hand, felt that his master was threatened. The sword in his hand was always pointed at Cheng Feng, "I see that you are obviously blocking the road and robbing."

Cheng Feng turned around and saw Shang Xi holding a crossbow on his arm. He smiled and said, "Shang Xi, put it down first. I misunderstood."

Shang Xi put down the crossbow in his hand, and Cheng Feng said to the person inside the window: "Sir, this is a misunderstanding. Can you give us a ride?"

"Where are you going?"

Cheng Feng said: "Where are you going?"

"Bianjing."

Cheng Feng said: "We are also going to Bianjing."

The young man in the car said: "Where did you come from and why are you here at this time?

Cheng Feng said: "We were visiting relatives and passed by here."

Zhugen'er said: "I don't know the truth. Is there anyone here nearby?"

The people in the car saw that Cheng Feng spoke very kindly and that Shang Xi from a distance didn't look like a bad guy, so they agreed to give them a ride.

"Then come up."

"There are so many young masters."

Cheng Feng walked up to Shang Xi, and Shang Xi rewrapped the bag that he had just torn open. He carried a big bag on his left shoulder, another bag on his left hand, and held Shang Xi with his right hand.

Shang Xi got into the car first, then the two big bags, and finally Cheng Feng.

"excuse me."

"You're welcome."

There was only one person in the car, the young master who had just spoken to them. He was similar in age to Cheng Feng and quite handsome.

Cheng Feng and Shang Xi both sat on the row of seats on the left, and the owner of the carriage sat in the center of the seat facing the horse's head.

When a stranger meets someone like Cheng Feng who rarely talks, the atmosphere becomes a bit awkward as soon as he sits down, but he has to be polite.

"May I ask your surname, please?"

"Shi Hongshang, what do you call me?"

"Cheng Feng, my wife Shang Xi."

"You are all from Bianjing."

Cheng Feng said: "We are from Nancheng."

"Where is Nancheng?"

Cheng Feng said: "It's more than a day's journey to the north of Bianjing."

"Then you are going to Bianjing for business?" The man also looked at the two big bags placed in the center of the ground.

Cheng Feng also looked at it and saw that there was some dust on the bag, which was contaminated by letting him put it on the ground.

"Let's go home and pass by Bianjing."

"Both Mr. Cheng and his wife are martial arts practitioners?"

Cheng Feng said: "Neither my wife nor I have ever practiced martial arts." Cheng Feng did not lie, neither he nor Shang Xi had ever practiced martial arts.

Shi Hongshang's eyes stayed on Shang Xi's hand. Just now, this hand was holding a crossbow. Now it seemed like he was lying when he said he didn't practice martial arts, and Shang Xi's hands looked a little rough.

Cheng Feng grabbed Shang Xi's hand. There were calluses on the palm of his hand. It would take a long time to heal them.

Faced with Shi Hongshang's doubts, Cheng Feng, who was riding in someone else's carriage, still explained: "My wife and I occasionally go hunting in the mountains."

"Are you good at hunting?"

Cheng Feng said: "I have made a living by hunting since I was a child."

Shi Hongshang looked at the clothes of the couple. Although they were quite plain and did not wear anything expensive, the fabrics of the clothes were of high quality, and the value of the clothes was comparable to what he was wearing. In this way How could a person make a living by hunting? Did Cheng Feng regard himself as a fool?

"Hunter?"

"No, just ordinary villagers." Cheng Feng answered whatever they asked. In Cheng Feng's opinion, he was polite enough.

"Master Cheng grew up in the village?"

Cheng Feng said: "People in the countryside have little culture."

Cheng Feng answered very seriously and told the truth, but as a listener, Shi Hongshang became more and more false as he listened.

"Are you still hunting now?"

"I haven't fought for more than three years."

"How many years have you been hunting?"

"Eleven or twelve years."

"Look at your age."

"twenty four."

"We are the same age."

"What a coincidence."

Shang Xi could clearly see through Shi Hongshang's eyes that he was increasingly disbelieving what Cheng Feng said. It was morning, and it would be afternoon before they arrived in Bianjing. How could they stay in the same car for so long.

Suddenly the carriage door was pushed open.

Shi Hongshang said: "Zhugen'er, why did you open the door?"

Zhugen'er said: "I want to listen to how the liar talks."

The target of these words was obviously directed at Cheng Feng.