Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Yan Qiaotian stared at the other party with great interest, and said with a smile, "What? Want to talk?"

The man looked at the woman, his hesitant face and slightly trembling lips showed that he must know something.

Wu Fuqian put the stick on the woman's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Maybe if I kill you first, he will be willing to talk." After speaking, the stick in his hand was lightly tapped, and the woman fell to the ground with a crooked body.

The man's face was pale, and he waved hurriedly: "I said, I said..."

Yan Qiaotian squatted down, chuckled and said, "You're still smart enough, we don't need to say anything."

The man looked around, and then whispered: "The woman is not locked up, she is in the next yard, where the Central Plains man lives, and there are some musketeers in the mansion, the woman lives next to the Central Plains man , but I heard that he seems to be in poor health, and has been lying down."

"Did your general find someone to see a doctor for her?" Yan Qiaotian asked.

The man thought for a while, "When we first came here, the general asked someone to visit, but we are servants who don't know what the disease is, so we only know that she is in the backyard. As for why, we don't know."

Yan Qiaotian winked at Wu Fuqian, and saw that the other person slightly raised his hand, and the man collapsed to the ground.

"We have to hide them well. I don't know how Meng Shiqing's situation is, if she can come with us." Yan Qiaotian looked at the two people on the ground and said worriedly.

On the other hand, Wu Fuqian didn't care. He smiled lightly and said, "What are you afraid of? Aren't there still masters like you and me here? Are you afraid that they won't succeed?"

Yan Qiaotian shrugged and smiled helplessly.

They hid the two of them carefully, then climbed over the courtyard wall and came to the next courtyard with ease.

Sure enough, this place is strictly guarded by people, no matter how skilled these people are in martial arts, but looking at the muskets on their waists, one can tell that saving people this time is not an easy task.

Before entering, Yan Qiaotian hid in the dark and talked about the plan to Wu Fuqian. Although he had many dissatisfaction, he had no better way for a while, so he could only agree.

Yan Qiao Tianti leaped up to the main hall, he carefully opened the wooden boards of the roof, and the familiar face of Mo Liying came into view.

He sat opposite Pei Yongjun, holding a teacup in his hand. He seemed to have been sitting there for some time. He moved his body unnaturally, then raised the teacup, took a sip, and put it down, "Mr. Pei, why Would the emperor of the Central Plains send people to attack Dongying? Didn’t you say that there would be no problems at the beginning, and that woman, you also said that it was your means to confuse the emperor. Now she has been lying down, where is your means? ?”

Pei Yongjun also put down the teacup in his hand. After arriving in Dongying, he also wore Dongying's clothes and decorations, and even his speech was full of Dongying's taste.

"General Mo, this matter has been planned for a long time in the next book, but the other party has already done it before me, but I don't know who the other party sent. Now I know, but it seems a bit too late, right?" Pei Yongjun returned He looked tentatively at Murray Eagle, then lowered his eyes again.

It's not a good feeling to live under the fence.

Mo Liying gave a sinister smile, then shrugged, "Actually, it's not too late. Since we know that Liyou Chizi is from the Central Plains, how can we, the Dongying Clan, let her get involved? I think as long as the news is revealed, that civil and military All the officials will definitely not help her anymore, and the emperor will probably reconsider her succession, right?"

"But we have no evidence..." Pei Yongjun seemed to feel hope again, he raised his head in surprise, and asked eagerly.

Mo Liying thought for a while and then had an idea: "Isn't the prime minister of the celestial dynasty calling here? Liyou Chizi is related to him again, or we can use their relationship to expose her identity in front of all officials."

"What does the general mean?" Pei Yongjun leaned forward and asked in a low voice.

After looking around with shrewd eyes, Mo Liying said with a smile: "When the time comes, sir will know."

Yan Qiaotian knew that with Mo Liying's shrewdness, he would never say it now, so he would not hear any useful news if he waited any longer, so he took off his belt and covered his mouth and nose , and then called out in Japanese: "There are assassins..."

In an instant, there was chaos below, and Mo Liying and Pei Yongjun also ran out of the house in a hurry.

When Yan Qiaotian just came in, he grabbed some branches and leaves from the bamboo, and he hid in the dark at this moment, but he used these branches and leaves as darts, casually attacking the chaotic crowd below.

Following the screams from the crowd, Mo Liying knew that he had encountered a master, and he walked down the steps to the center under the protection of everyone. He looked up at the dark sky and pretended to calmly say: "Who is it?" Why not show your face, maybe we are not enemies?"

Yan Qiaotian hid in the dark and didn't care to listen to what he said, he just hoped to delay the crowd and let Wu Fuqian rescue Meng Shiqing.

"General, it seems to be up there. Shall we shoot at him?" A man in a helmet walked up to Mo Liying with a musket. He stared up at the place where Yan Qiaotian was hiding, and asked.

Mo Liying also looked at the place where Yan Qiaotian was hiding, and said with a light smile, "Is it Kinoshita? In fact, the grievances and grievances between us can be resolved, as long as we sit down and have a good talk."

Someone interrupted: "Talking is like farting..."

It was Wu Fuqian's voice, and this voice attracted most people's attention. Yan Qiaotian also saw Wu Fuqian who was complacently hiding on the roof at this time. The sneer on his face was obviously aimed at everyone below. int.

Yan Qiaotian unconsciously cried out in his heart, "It's not good..." After finishing speaking, he threw all the branches and leaves in his hand.

As some people fell to the ground screaming, the crowd became even more confused, Mo Liying seemed to realize something, he grabbed the people around him, and said angrily: "Quick, go and see if that woman is still there. "

"Call me, don't miss any of them." Mo Liying raised his hand to signal everyone.

For a while, the sound of muskets kept ringing in his ears, and the fear in Yan Qiaotian's heart gradually increased. All his thoughts were on Wu Fuqian. At this moment, he was no longer willing to take into account the dream and poetry, the court, and the people. One jumped up and went in the direction of Wu Fuqian.

When he came to the place where Wu Fuqian was, there was nothing around him, but the sound of muskets passing by his ears reminded himself that this place was not a place to stay for long, and he had to find a way to leave immediately, and Wu Fuqian, where did he go? where?