Chapter 738

Yang Qinyan always dared not look at the young woman sitting opposite. First, the pure white eyes were too palpitating. Second, the seemingly delicate young woman's action of breaking the bridge with seven fists was too shocking. Yang Qinyan is not a person who has never seen the world. She is the princess of the great Sui Dynasty. There is no lack of expert protection around her, but because of this, she can't see such a terrible shot.

The closest she came to danger was when she was searching for the wise Heavenly Master and apprentice with several experts on the mountain north of Chang'an City, but she was taken back by the elite of the business camp on the way.

It can be said that her life in the first 20 years was flat and light without any waves. It was not until the death of the emperor Tianyou that she found that the world had a dark side.

On her way all night, she slept intermittently in the carriage. It was the first time for the Golden Princess Sui to sleep in the cold carriage. The space in the carriage was not that she was not allowed to lie down, but there were still traces of blood left where the bodies of the Yamen soldiers had been lying before, and no one cleaned them up.

At dawn, she rubbed her sore neck and opened her eyes. She found that the young woman was boiling eggs in the carriage. She took an egg from the bamboo basket and put it in her palm. Then her palm turned warm red. A few minutes later, the egg was so cooked.

Yang Qinyan doesn't understand. Is it really good to waste energy to cook eggs?

Then the young woman began to peel the egg very seriously. The integrity of the egg after peeling was amazing. She didn't hurt a penny. Then she began to eat. She didn't mean to give way to Yang Qinyan. Yang Qinyan was hungry, but the princess's reserve embarrassed her to say.

Although she forced herself to eat a large bowl of hot noodle soup and a stuffed dumpling in Chang'an city yesterday, her stomach was already empty after a day and a night.

"Here you are"

The young woman handed her an egg. Yang Qinyan subconsciously took it over, but he was at a loss. She took the raw egg and looked over and over, and then asked the young woman, "how to eat it?"

The young woman squinted at her: "I gave her to you. You can eat as you want."

"But... It's raw."

Yang Qinyan said with some uneasiness.

"I know it's raw. It's just a polite act for me to give you this egg. Since I've decided to escape but didn't prepare food for myself, it's a very irrational thing. You must be wondering if I can help you cook the egg... No."

The young woman said earnestly, "Princess highness, if you can't forget that you are a princess now, you will face many difficulties. You can not eat this egg, this is your choice, but the carriage will not stop because you are hungry. The people who are behind you are very keen that we do this."

Yang Qinyan's face changed for a while, and her biting lips looked so wronged.

Yes, she really feels wronged.

No one would do this to her in the palace.

"Eat!"

After a while, she suddenly nodded, as if to cheer herself up. Then she wanted to knock the eggs open by the window, but because of the greater strength, the eggs broke, and the egg white and yolk spilled all over the carriage, which also flowed on her clothes. She looked at the broken egg at a loss, and tears began to spin in her eyes.

She looked at the young woman, but found that the young woman didn't pay attention to her meaning at all.

No ridicule, no comfort, nothing.

She didn't give her another egg.

Yang Qinyan resisted the urge to cry, sat up straight and closed his eyes. At noon, the old man who drove the car came in a small bag of dry food from the outside. Inside was about a handful of fried food. This is what the team often eats during the March. It is hard to digest.

Yang Qinyan said thank you after receiving it. This time she carefully opened the cloth bag, and no grain fell down. She looked at this dry grain and took a deep breath. Then she lowered her head and licked it with her tongue bit by bit. To tell the truth, she hadn't eaten such a bad thing until she climbed into the carriage. Just chewing made people's teeth and Jawbone ache.

She frowned, but didn't say a word.

After eating about a third of the dry food, she repackaged the rest and put it in her arms. The young woman squinted at her and picked up the corners of her mouth slightly.

"Because we didn't expect that you didn't prepare food, we can only give you our own food for three meals a day."

The young scholar has a good attitude and still speaks politely: "Even so, our food can't last over the Yangtze River, because her eggs are broken, because I'm used to eating meat and must be delicious meat, so I don't prepare food at all. I can find a place to steal some every time I cross, so the time I give you food will be very uncertain. I have to bear it and adapt."

Yang Qinyan nodded, but he didn't understand why these people treated themselves like this. They were all overhaul walkers and could run away with themselves at a faster speed. Why did they have to drive this exposed carriage? It was clear that they could easily get food, but why were they so harsh on themselves?

She doesn't understand, but she must let herself understand as soon as possible.

The old man who drove the car outside smiled and said that he hoped he would not let us down. If the escape all the way can't make you strong and firm, then our thoughts will be meaningless.

Just thought of this, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly stopped, and then said two words in a very light voice.

"Coming"

The young scholar in the carriage untied the long sword around his waist and flicked the sword with his fingers. The sound of Ding was crisp and pleasant.

"I'll come this time."

He said.

"No"

The old driver took off his hat and put it aside. His left hand, which had been shrinking in his sleeve, slowly stretched out: "I've been teaching in the martial arts academy for more than 20 years, and I seem to have forgotten how to fight. The first batch of chasers are not the strongest, because the strong always like to hide behind and have a look... So, next time you come."

The young scholar couldn't help laughing: "so Mr. is so... Smart..."

He swallowed the word "shameless" and didn't say it, but he thought if Fang Xie must have said it directly? When you think about it, you can't see that shameless and speechless guy for a few years.

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At least thirty people came from behind, flapping their wings behind the carriage like a flock of big birds. These people have different costumes. Several of them are obviously from the military and yamen, and others can't see their origin. Even if the little emperor is no longer in power, there are still many people in the imperial court and the military who act according to orders. There is never a lack of such respectable people in the world. In a way, they are indeed respectable.

After the decline of the Imperial Guard Office and royal guards school, the matter of arrest and pursuit in Chang'an City recently returned to Dali temple and the Ministry of punishment. It was the people of Dali temple and the Ministry of punishment who rushed to the front. In other words, if the Imperial Guard Office and royal guards school had not declined one after another, the people of Dali temple would not be as powerful as they are now. When the great Sui Dynasty was founded, there was no bodyguard in the great hall, and the position of Dali temple was very important. However, since Emperor Taizong succeeded to the throne, the internal bodyguard office began to press Dali temple and the Ministry of punishment from the beginning of construction, which made them unable to lift their heads.

After Yang Jian regained power, he abolished the Imperial Guard Office and the Royal School yamen, and put the rights of the two yamen back into the hands of Dali temple and the Ministry of punishment, which made the people of Dali temple and the Ministry of punishment particularly excited. Perhaps, they are one of the few people in the imperial court who don't hate the armored general who doesn't know his origin.

The old driver did not stop the carriage, nor did he continue to urge the young horse to run.

Those wearing red official clothes and black cloak are from Dali temple, those wearing blue official clothes and white cloak are from the Ministry of punishment, and those wearing dark green royal clothes are from the military. The remaining 20 people should be Jianghu people who work for the imperial court. Dali temple and the Ministry of punishment have always kept many such people.

The first to come, without an armored army.

Because even though the armored army has amazing combat power, its action speed is still too slow. Just as the impact of heavy armor cavalry is much stronger than light cavalry, there is no comparison between heavy armor cavalry and light cavalry in terms of speed.

The three men from the Ministry of punishment took the lead, passed the carriage and stopped in front of the official road. The military and the people of Dali Temple stopped on the left and right, and the Jianghu guests were behind the carriage. Obviously, it was arranged.

The Ministry of punishment took a step forward to stop the carriage from moving forward. The old man who drove the car immediately stopped the car, but he couldn't see any tension on his face.

Mu Chen, the Minister of Dali temple, has the highest official position among the people who come. If it weren't for the fact that it's too big today, he, a senior from the third grade, wouldn't come out in person. He nodded to Baohe, and then Baohe took another step forward: "since I've stopped, I won't say any polite words. Please follow me back to Chang'an city. If you don't do it, you'd better not do it."

The old driver shook his head and said nothing.

"Pei Zhong, Pei Fang, you two ask the princess to get off."

Baohe gave an order.

The two officials of the Ministry of punishment behind him immediately walked towards the carriage and asked the man in Peizhong to shake his wrist. Then an internal strength whip appeared, which can condense the strength of cultivation into a whip, which is enough to prove how high his cultivation is. Pei Fang took off a hard bow from behind on his left side and pulled all the strings, but he didn't take an arrow. He didn't even bring an arrow pot. Because his arrow is unusual, it is an invisible arrow with internal strength.

Seeing the two of them moving forward, the old man who drove the car stretched out his left hand from his sleeve and pointed to Peizhong. Peizhong's face immediately changed. The internal strength whip in his hand swung up to protect his body, as if a big clock appeared outside his body. Even so, he tossed back and didn't know what he was avoiding.

Pei Zhong stepped back three steps after landing, subconsciously looked down at the small cut in his heart, and murmured a master of the martial arts academy... Worthy of his reputation.

Then he died.

Pei Fang was so angry that he shot seven arrows in a row. The arrows were invisible, but his killing intention was awe inspiring.

But the seven Qi arrows were picked up by the old man driving the car with his bare hands, and then the old man pointed at him.

Still left.

Pei Fang's eyes flashed with fear. He didn't care about his identity. He jumped aside and rolled around for several times before he dared to stand up. He wiped his forehead and said in his heart that he was really lucky. He was stunned when he put his sweaty hand down because he found blood on his hand.

With a crack, his forehead burst open, and blood and white brain slowly flowed out.

Baohe looked very ugly. He stared at the old man driving the car. Sen Han said, "the professor of the martial arts academy doesn't hesitate to defy the law... Even if you have the name of a saint, you can't go today! Yanqing, the professor of the martial arts academy has always been loyal to the imperial court. Do you want to leave a bad reputation for thousands of years?"

The old man brushed his lips: "how many years have I smelled after I died... Why do I care about that?"