The words were leaky, so that Han Changwan had no way to refute it, not to mention that this was a holy decree, and he could not refuse it, even if he had doubts or dissatisfaction, he could only bear it.

He turned his head and glanced back at the other side of the cliff that was shrouded in night, and thought, "Does the saint have the will to attack Qingyun Village?" ”

Qiu Fu was stunned for a moment, his expression was obviously a little uncomfortable, but he quickly returned to normal, shook his head and said: "The sage does not have other wills, what the sage means is that after the provincial test list, the matter here in Qingyun Village is still up to you, Lord Han, and the left and right provincial test list is a day's work, rest assured, this is just a rabble, and the Yulin Army is surrounded but not fighting, and nothing will go wrong." ”

Han Changdui slowly let out a sigh of relief, thinking about it, the sage knew that Xie Mengxia was also in Qingyun Village, even if he didn't care about the lives of others, his own son's life, he would never ignore it, and Yu Linwei was a sage's personal guard, all of them were elite soldiers, if they couldn't even look down on a group of grass platform teams, and even affected Xie Mengxia, the end of being embarrassed and losing his life was not a joke.

He took a faint lamp and threw the secret letter into the flickering flame, causing the bright orange-red to shake violently, and then a wisp of green smoke rose.

He twisted his fingertips slightly, turned his head and asked Qiu Fu, "Commander Qiu, I wonder when the Yulin Army will be able to arrive here?" ”

Qiu Fu said confidently: "The Yulin Army is already on standby at the foot of the mountain, and it can enter the mountain at any time to take over the position of the internal guard in the mountain." ”

Things have come to this point, everything is ready, if Han Changdui doesn't let go and returns to Beijing, it will be a bit shameless.

Han Changdui was silent for a moment, turned his head and saw Wang Xian standing beside him nervously, his heart moved, he pursed his lips quietly, called Wang Xian over, and calmly ordered: "Send a message to the internal guards in various parts of the mountain, quickly hand over to the Yulin army, assemble at the foot of the mountain, and return to Beijing immediately." ”

Wang Xian had already heard Han Changdui and Qiu Fu's reply, and he was not surprised by Han Changdu's order, but he still looked at the other side of the cliff, and subconsciously hesitated and asked, "My lord, Gu Chen and Ah Qi are still in the cottage." ”

The unfinished meaning in his words is very obvious, in the eyes of the sage, Xie Mengxia and Leng Linjiang are close relatives and the most important people, their life and death are greater than the sky, but Gu Chen and Yao Qi are not, they are cannon fodder who can give up at any time.

Han Changwan looked at Wang Xian with a straight face: "They have the power to protect themselves in the cottage, don't worry." ”

When Wang Xian heard this, he subconsciously pursed his lips tightly, and although he didn't say anything more, he still showed a hint of suspicion.

Qiu Fu watched cautiously and silently as Han Changdui instructed Wang Xian, there was no unexpected situation, he sighed lightly, and hurriedly followed Han Changdu's words and said, "Lord Han, if there are no other orders, I will send a team of Yulin Army to escort you down the mountain and back to Beijing." ”

Han Changwan stared at Qiu Fu scrutinically, and said lightly: "Then there is Lao Qiu's commander." ”

As he spoke, he took two slow steps forward and made a gesture of please.

Hearing this, Qiu Fu's whole person visibly relaxed, and he also made a gesture of invitation, and took the lead in walking forward.

Han Changdui followed closely with a faint expression, and when he walked past Wang Xian's side, his sleeves moved slightly, as if he was blown by the night breeze

, and the fingers lightly clicked on Wang Xian's palm under the cover of the fluttering sleeves, and the dragonfly stroked twice, and then left quickly.

Wang Xian followed behind the two with low eyebrows, his eyes fell on the palm of his hand, and Han Changdu's fingers quickly swiped a few times in his palm, and he wrote the word "leave".

This was to ask him to avoid the surveillance of the Yulin Army, stay on the mountain, and try to contact Gu Chen and them.

He said, how could the people who came out of the Han family's army be willingly manipulated by others, let them come, let them go.

Even if it is the will of a saint, there is still a sentence that will not be subject to the decree of the foreign king.

The night was getting darker and darker, and after a low, cutting noise in the mountains, all the guards hidden everywhere changed.

At the foot of the mountain, the lights are bright, and a simple pergola has been erected next to the road.

Han Changdui and Qiu Fu handed over the affairs of Qingyun Village, then turned over their horses, took many internal guards, and rushed into the night, and a team of elite Yulin troops was half monitored and half escorted, galloping towards the direction of Chang'an City.

Returning to Beijing from this place, the horse galloped all the way, and he would definitely be able to arrive when Yin Zheng opened the city gate, and the Gongyuan was released at the beginning of the year, and after entering the city, Han Changdui could still have time to change his official uniform and prepare.

There were hundreds of people in this group, and the dust was flying at a galloping horseback, and in this thick choking dust, even if a few people did not keep up with the group, it was not easy to be noticed.

Seeing that the mountains and mountains where Qingyun Village was hiding were left far behind, Han Changdui and Jin Yu glanced at each other.

Jin Yu was surprised, released the reins with his left hand, and raised it slightly.

Behind him, there were several secret guards of the Han family who were mixed in the internal guards, and they quietly urged their horses forward, blocking Han Changdu's figure tightly.

The figures of these secret guards are almost the same as Han Changdu, and even their appearance is five or six points similar, if they deliberately pretend, the distance is farther away, and they can almost be fake.

At this time, several secret guards were wearing clothes of the same color as Han Changdu's shape, combing their hair in a normal bun, and in the vast night, but looking at the back, they couldn't tell who was Han Changdui who was fake and who was "Han Changdui" who was fishing in troubled waters.

In the deep darkness of the night, the foot of the mountain was empty, and the makeshift pergola was completely swallowed up in darkness.

There was a dead silence all around, no one was talking or footsteps, only the intermittent sound of insects in the grass nest beside the road.

In the middle of the moon, a few wisps of clouds obscured the moonlight, and the half-human-high weeds beside the road swayed gently in the wind, casting large and large dark shadows with strange shapes.

The grass shook violently twice, and a pair of hands had just picked up the dense blades of grass, when a rapid sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded in the distance, and it gradually approached the place.

The hands paused slightly, and then took them back.

The blades of grass that had been separated then closed together.

As the chaotic sound of horses' hooves got closer and closer, the dust flew in all directions, and even the ground shook violently.

The leader was a man dressed in the same way as Qiu Fu, with a dark hood covering his head and face tightly, and he couldn't see clearly.

He galloped in front of him, followed by a dozen carriages, all covered with black tarpaulins, and followed by each of them

The two men in the same outfit just didn't wear hoods, and the white and miserable moonlight fell on their faces, and their expressions were extraordinarily calm.

The wheels of the car rolled over the ground, making a sound like thunder.

When the convoy reached the foot of the mountain, the leader looked up at the skirt on the horse for a moment, did not speak, and raised his hand neatly on the horse's back, and then he urged the horse up the hill with difficulty.

The convoy behind changed formation, and the men on both sides of the carriage urged the horses to walk in front of the carriage, and the other followed behind the carriage, cautiously walking up the hill.

Shortly after the convoy drove into the mountains, the grass moved violently a few times, and a petite figure leaped out of the grass and chased after it like a dragonfly.

The mountain is high and steep, on one side is a steep and difficult narrow mountain road, on the other side is a strange rocky cliff that goes straight up and down, this team of convoys walked in fear, and finally cautiously walked to the small farm yard halfway up the mountain.

The mountain road ahead was even narrower and steeper, and it was clearly no longer suitable for horse-drawn carriages.

The leader turned over on his horse and dismounted, and went out into the courtyard.

The people in the courtyard had already heard the movement, and the courtyard door squeaked open, and dozens of men in the same costume came out at once.

One of them greeted him, and he didn't know what to say to the leader, who turned his head and gestured silently to the convoy.

The well-trained members of the convoy turned over and dismounted, and with a hula, the black cloth covering the carriage was uncovered, and on the carriage were two large wooden barrels more than one person high and two large square wooden boxes.

The outside of the barrel and the box were painted black, and even though the moon was bright, it was impossible to see the specific appearance of the barrel and the box under the cover of night.

They all stepped forward and lifted them down from the carriage one by one.

I don't know what was in the barrel and the box, the weight was extremely heavy, and the two men carried it with great difficulty, and the bulging tendons on their arms were clearly printed through the thin and narrow night clothes.

After the carriage was emptied, the reins were taken off again, and some of them drove the horses to a remote place to hide them, while others began to disassemble the carriage.

These people have obviously done this kind of thing, they are all silent, and there is no big movement when they are disassembled, and there is no lamp to illuminate, but by the moonlight, they are familiar with the disassembly and assembly, but it is only two moments of effort, and the seven or eight carriages were disassembled and reassembled into a dozen two-wheeled cars.

The people in the courtyard and the people who escorted the carriage worked together, and carefully reloaded the barrel and the large wooden box on the cart, and then the two people in front of the cart pulled the cart, and the two people behind the cart pushed the cart, followed by the leader of the cart, and walked again to the mountain with difficulty.

After the convoy left, the courtyard was empty inside and outside, and only three people held lanterns and cleaned up the traces left by the party, and then locked the courtyard gate.

The petite figure was far away in the canopy, and the dense and wide leaves of the trees covered his already thin body tightly, and he saw that the courtyard had returned to silence by the bright moonlight, and there was no movement for a long time, so he cautiously got down from the tree, and the whole person got into the weeds beside the road, and used the half-human tall wild grass to cover his tracks, and his body rushed down the mountain like the wind.