Ding Tian's Ancient Life

Similarly, from a distance, a group of cavalry ran over rumblingly. The people who came didn't flag up, but they were definitely much stronger than the group behind them.

The first person is a white horse like a cloud, as fast as a thunderbolt.

In an instant, they arrived in front of Ding Tian and his group's convoy, and the convoy also saw them. Finally, they stopped the carriage, because the horses could no longer run fast, and if they ran any longer, the horses would easily fall down from exhaustion.

This time, because there were witnesses, evidence, weak scholars (Jin Buhuan and Ding Tian), etc., they used a horse-drawn carriage. They had used it before, but they had never been chased like this.

Seeing the carriage, the face of the visitor was very gloomy.

Ding Tian noticed that the carriage had stopped, opened the curtain, and saw a familiar face.

Grinning, he rubbed his buttocks with one hand, and greeted the visitor with the other: "Hi! I'm here to take refuge in you!"

Wang Zuodu laughed angrily at him: "Come down, take a walk, this carriage is driving so fast, you won't die from the bumps, right?"

"Didn't I want to hurry to your camp?" Jing Tian and the others got out of the carriage a long time ago, wanting to kneel down and salute, but when Wang Zuo raised his hand, they were excused.

It doesn't matter if they kneel down, wouldn't Ding Tian want to kneel down too?

Wang Zuo didn't want Ding Tian to kneel him on the grass, it was unnecessary.

Since he ate and drank at Ding Tian's house, Ding Tian didn't need to salute when he saw him.

Ding Tian walked up to him unsteadily, looked up at him: "I think you are even more handsome!"

Wang Zuo is wearing a hunting suit today, silver-gray brocade, iron-gray trim, bright silver auspicious cloud patterns, a light silver cloak trimmed with gray fox fur, and a pair of blue-gray hunting suits under his feet. Leather boots, with a dagger on the side of the boots.

The dagger is inlaid with seven gems.

There is a long bow inlaid with jewels on his back, and a pot of long arrows with white feathers hanging on the saddle. The one sitting on the finely carved saddle looks even more dazzling

Gray is achromatic, that is, there is no hue and purity, only lightness.

Wang Zuo is dressed in gray, with a good transition color, and he looks more energetic and handsome.

Compared to myself... I was dressed in a baggy government uniform, and the hat on my head was crooked due to the severe bumps, not to mention the knife at the waist, which tore the belt crooked a bit.

The whole person looked at him pitifully with his little neck upturned, his big eyes were like seeing a lover... ahem, like a relative.Wang Zuo's depression in the past two days was swept away!

The corners of the mouth were slightly raised, but the words he said were not very pleasant: "You are sensible, and you know how to come to me."

Later, Wang Fugui had already commanded his men to meet the people chasing the carriage.

After meeting, without further ado, hack and kill!

Ding Tian wanted to look back, but Wang Zuo rode over, bent down, picked him up on the horse's back, and didn't let him look back: "Let's go, go back to the camp!,,

Naturally, a horn player blew the horn to signal the return of the troops to camp.

It was the first time for Ding Tian to be hugged and rode a horse, and it was still a bit fresh: "Is your horse running fast?"

"When you're alone, go fast; when you're two, you're slow." Wang Zuo stroked the horse's mane: "Baiyun doesn't like to run with two people on his back.

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"It's called Baiyun?" Ding Tian also touched the horse's mane: "This name is too vulgar."

"What's that called not vulgar?"

"Why, it must be called Lightning or something?"

"I have a horse named Lightning."

"Then it's called Ben Lei!"

"There is also a horse named Ben Lei."

"Shouldn't it be called Sa Luzi? I heard that Tang Taizong's BMW was called this."

"It doesn't match with Baiyun. Tang Taizong's BMW Saluzi is said to be a purple horse. My Baiyun is white...

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"That's called chasing the wind? If you run fast, can you catch the wind?"

"This name is not good, it has the meaning of posthumous title..." Wang Zuo's face turned dark.

Chasing titles is not a pleasant word, just like "chasing posthumous titles" and "chasing honors", it is to add titles to the deceased.

Whose horse is called "Zuifeng"?

Do you hate yourself for living too healthy?

Ding Tian smiled awkwardly: "Oh oh oh...that's called...."

Behind them, followed by the carriage and the accompanying personnel, no one let him see what was going on behind him, Jin Buhuanquan assumed that he was deaf.

Wang Fugui was a bastard in front of Ding Tian, ​​but just now, he was very decisive in killing him.

Wang Zuo vetoed all the names given along the way. When he arrived at the gate of Daying, Ding Tian jumped off his horse after the horses stopped: "Oh, I feel safe when I see Daying."

Wang Zuo snorted coldly: "Going out for a trip, and people chased you down?"

He didn't think that those chasing them were all good people, could they make Ding Tian and the others flee to him in a panic?

So he had someone kill them, and just leave a few alive.

No matter who the other party is, chasing and killing a few yamen servants is a serious crime. However, if the other party has background, then those people will attack Wang Jia aggressively.

And the prince has to pay the price.

The eight iron hat kings are definitely not just talking about it, they are the iron hat kings who rest with the country.

He is more than a prince, and he is a king with one word.

Assassinating him is undoubtedly a case of treason.

No one can afford the consequences.

"Don't mention it...I..." Ding Tian was about to say something, but his stomach grumbled.

"Didn't eat?" Wang Zuo's ears were working.

"No..." Ding Tian blushed and clutched his stomach, feeling embarrassed.

"When did you leave the city?" Wang Zuo asked to the point.

"Middle of the night..." Ding Tian saw Wang Zuo's handsome face, and immediately froze, and quickly explained: "I thought, the Cai family is a local snake, what if we are not allowed to bring out the evidence? His family has even one The maids will not let go... I just wanted to run back to Fucheng in the middle of the night, but just arrived at the high hill ahead, thinking about hot soup and eating some steamed buns... Then I found that someone was chasing me, can't I run fast, so I came to seek refuge with you La!"

"Come in, Wang Fugui!" Wang Zuo called out with a cold face.

"Here!" Wang Fugui popped out with a "whoosh".

"Go get someone to bring in breakfast." Wang Zuo pulled Ding Tian inside: "Hurry up!"

"Yes!" Wang Fugui hurried to the cook's tent.

He doesn't know if other people's breakfast is good or not, but the prince wants to eat, no matter what time it is, the cook will always have it ready.Wang Zuo's breakfast was very rich, even if it was not prepared, the portion served was enough for the two of them.Two plates of golden silk rolls, two plates of milky steamed buns, one plate of scallion pancakes, and one plate of egg pancakes.

Two big bowls of black rice porridge, two big bowls of millet porridge, two big bowls of red bean porridge, and two big bowls of lean meat and preserved egg porridge.

A plate of braised beef, a plate of soy shredded potatoes, a plate of five-pass peanuts, and a plate of boiled cabbage vermicelli in chicken soup.

There are also hot soup chicken and stewed lamb.

And refreshing cucumber, hot and sour dried radish, garlic eggplant and fried salty peanuts.

Although he was in the wild, as a prince, Wang Zuo, no matter how simple he was doing, it was definitely a luxury in the eyes of others.A large table was packed.

Before the arrangement was finished, Ding Tian picked up a steamed bun with milk flavor: "Don't they have it for gold?"

"Have it, have it!" You have to say yes if you don't have it!

Wang Fugui put it on and said, "Going out for a trip, why are you starving yourself?"

"He can forget to eat when he goes out to handle a case!" Wang Zuo was very unhappy: "Drink some hot porridge, and then eat dry food."

This was taught to him by the nuns in the palace since childhood, and the children in the palace are all raised very meticulously.

"No, really not, you will know in a while, I'll have some porridge first." Ding Tian took a sip of red bean porridge, felt his cold stomach warm up, and exhaled: "Oh, but it's time for dinner, I'll go with you Say, I’m going this time, it’s really weird…”

Eating while talking, and not spraying food, Wang Zuo also convinced him of his ability.

But I haven't seen him for two days, and I feel like I miss him. Now that I see people in front of my eyes, I can't stop talking, and he doesn't feel bothered anymore... It's just that Wang Fugui is more of an eyesore.

"Let them make the wolf they killed yesterday at noon." Wang Zuo naturally has a way: "Forget about the fox meat, give it to the hounds, tan the skin well, stew the pheasant with hazel mushrooms, and mutton soup. It's cold today. , drink some mutton soup to drive away the cold."

"Okay, what staple food do you want for lunch?" It was Wang Zuo who asked, but his eyes were on Ding Tian.

"Rice." Wang Zuo saw that Ding Tian was so busy eating, he didn't care what he had for lunch.

In fact, this solar term, in a few days, as soon as the Double Ninth Festival is over and it snows, we will have two meals.

"Okay." Wang Fugui went out to find the chef.

Only the two of them were eating, and Wang Zuo finally felt at ease.

"Let me tell you, the Cai family is really effective. They are worthy of local snakes. They caught up with them. I have a carriage, evidence, witnesses, and suspects. I can only run away, and I definitely can't go to other places. I can only come to you." Ding Tian finally ate and drank enough, and burped beautifully: "I didn't expect that, the stolen goods we found, Jin Buhuan looked at it, he said there were two Beizhu inside, isn't it What An Tuhu can have is not what Cai's family can have, he chatted with me in the car, speculating that this An Tuhu may not be clean."

"About that?" Wang Zuo thought so too, "Maybe it's a lone thief who has been hiding for many years!"

"A lone bandit, is there a butcher?" Ding Tian didn't believe this: "Even if you are a landlord, you can't be a butcher."

"As long as the government doesn't find out and behead you, what's the point of being a butcher?" Wang Zuo had no interest in that kind of butcher.

"Maybe he hides his name and wants to buy himself some time to settle down?" Ding Tian speculated: "This man looks really fierce, and he is tall and strong."

"No matter how strong you are, you have been arrested?" Wang Zuo said indifferently: "That Lan Lan is also a witness, right? Are you going to interrogate here, or go back to the government office?"

"Let's talk about it when we get back!" Ding Tian stretched his waist, "I haven't slept for half the night, I'll go for a stroll to digest my food, catch some sleep in your car, and start tomorrow, okay?"

"Yes." Wang Zuo nodded, agreeing to Ding Tian's request.

Ding Tian went out from the house, found a place to wash up, and wandered around to see Jin Buhuan and the others.

They were placed in the back camp. Whether they were prisoners or officials, they ate the same food, big white steamed buns with millet porridge, stewed beef, and shredded potatoes.

Of course it’s not as good as Ding Tian’s, but it’s affordable!

After eating and tidying up one by one, they asked someone for a tent and built it by themselves. Ding Tian also came to help. After that, he washed up and quickly lay down in the tent to rest and catch up on sleep.

When Ding Tian returned to Wang Zuo's place, he had already prepared a double bed made of pure sheepskin, and he rolled on it, "Oh, it's so comfortable, I'm going to sleep."

"Go to sleep, I'll read a book." Wang Zuo didn't move, holding a thick book in his hand, reading it very seriously under the warm sun in late autumn.

Ding Tian just lay there, covered with a thick brocade quilt, lying on the pillow, closed his eyes, and only when he was in a daze did he feel that this smell was a bit familiar....

Ding Tian is really tired, his small body is not very resistant to tossing, plus running around in the middle of the night, the night in late autumn is very cold, and he was hunted down again. Now he finally relaxed and changed his body Clean clothes, lying in the warm blanket, even snoring.

After he fell asleep, Wang Zuo put down the book in his hand and looked at the sleeping face quietly...