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In this city full of exotic customs, Shenyang feels like a fish in water.
The whole person has changed. Shenyang shuttles through the crowd. It is surrounded by civilians with low status. It is the safest.
Turn two blocks and the palace is in front. Shenyang finds a place to squat, then takes out dry cakes and chews them slowly.
There are not many pedestrians here, occasionally. It is also a hurry, so Shenyang is very worried. He must see valuable people before eating dry cakes.
"For decades, if we didn't come back, we'd have a good life in Gansu!"
"Well, it's just that your Majesty was eager at that time. He was afraid that we would be insiders. Hey!"
The two old men came slowly, with white hair and beard.
Shenyang heart a tight, quickly bowed his head.
"Now there are recruits everywhere. I heard that we are going to make another eastern expedition. Alas! Daming is not so easy to fight!"
"Don't worry. You have to practice when you recruit people. Maybe you won't fight soon."
The two old men took a look at Shenyang, then went over and sat on the ground, chatting slowly.
Shenyang knows the origin of these two people. During the Hongwu Period, Gansu sent many people back here. They are mostly those people, but they have changed from young people to old people.
Shenyang can only occasionally look up at the gate of the palace. After waiting for a long time, he saw the person he was waiting for today.
Two men in Mongolian Yuan costumes were sent out, and their expressions should be quite happy. The two sides bid farewell outside the gate. Shenyang quietly got up and slowly paralleled them from across the street.
Looking at the direction, they were going back to the post house. Shenyang accelerated its pace and went ahead.
Didn't you ride a horse? It's mostly to do. It's almost done, so I'm in a good mood and go back on foot.
Shenyang thinks about these things while walking.
"My Lord, someone is following you..."
A man passed behind him and whispered a warning as he passed.
Shenyang's heart is chilly, his steps are not disordered, his body is not trembling, and he continues to move forward.
The front is the post house. On the left is an alley. Shenyang's body suddenly turns left. At the moment of turning, he sees three men wearing knives more than 20 steps away from him, with fierce eyes.
Seeing Shenyang rushing into the alley, the three immediately shouted and chased over, and more than a dozen people not far away were running towards this side.
This is a wet alley. There is a lot of garbage on the ground. A dog is dozing lazily outside the door. Startled by the footsteps of Shenyang, he suddenly gets up, but he turns around and runs into the house.
Shenyang ran down the alley without looking back. The pursuers behind him were in a hurry, apparently staring at him for a long time.
The wet ground was easy to slip. When they saw that the foot of Shenyang slipped and the whole man fell to the ground, the three men couldn't help but be overjoyed and rushed over with a knife.
Shenyang's body suddenly turned over and smiled. The crossbow in his hand fired a crossbow.
"Er!"
When one fell to the ground, the remaining two did not flinch - Shenyang without crossbows and arrows was a lamb to be slaughtered.
Shenyang shook his head slightly, got up and ran.
The two men followed closely and were about to catch up behind. A man suddenly flashed out of a family on the left.
Shenyang turned around at the same time. When his companion cut the throat of a pursuer with a machete, he kicked the other person over with one foot, immediately pressed his body up, held his opponent's throat with his right hand, and squeezed and pulled with force.
"My Lord, there are pursuers behind!"
Shenyang didn't want a machete. He bent his knees and pressed his panting opponent's chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.
"Go!"
When the pursuers arrived, there were only three bodies on the ground, and Shenyang had long disappeared.
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Back to his temporary residence, Shenyang waited and even made a big pot of noodles. This is what Fang Xing taught him.
Before long, people came back.
Fifteen.
"My Lord!"
These royal guards are all dressed up by local people. When they smell the fragrance, they say hello and go to get their own dishes and chopsticks.
After snoring for a while, Shenyang put down the bowl and said, "it seems that the vara people have successfully moved Haley. This war is inevitable."
"My Lord, they are recruiting troops everywhere and practicing hard. They must be ready to start."
"Half a year at most!"
Shenyang asserted: "we must send back the news we found after losing three brothers. In this way, we can keep five people here. Unless there is important news, we can't contact the caravan at ordinary times."
"My Lord, have you done the original assassination of the Warsaw messenger?"
Shenyang burped and said, "why not? Those two people are free all day. They have a lot of opportunities. But we don't want to see blood. Isn't there poison? Prepare. They will relax when they just chase us. This is the darkness under the light. They will start in the afternoon."
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Jinge TieMa is a distant dream. Since joining the royal guards, Shenyang knows that it can no longer fit with this dream in his life.
Originally in China, it was aimed at corruption cases. Although it also relieved the gas, it could not find motivation.
Now he is operating in the country of Kazakhstan, and that sense of mission makes him unable to resist the adrenaline rush.
With a smile, a black hole appeared in the front teeth. Shenyang stood outside the post house and waited quietly.
The life in the post house is boring, and there are many constraints. For warra messengers who yearn for freedom, they can't stand the suffering, so they come out to have fun.
"My Lord, do you want to kill them together or leave one?"
At this time, Shenyang became a middle-aged man. When he heard the men behind him asking, he bowed his head and whispered, "leave one, or ha lie will lose contact with Wala. He will certainly feel that Daming is afraid of them. At that time, his morale will be greatly boosted, but it will not be cost-effective."
Behind him, Shenyang hid his body in the dark and looked coldly at the two people walking out of the post house under the protection of several bodyguards.
Those tall buildings blocked the sun, and Shenyang walked slowly under the shadow.
The two messengers were not interested in the neighborhood, so they went straight to the folk houses in front.
The folk houses here are mixed with dragons and snakes. They have everything.
Shenyang thought of the girls standing outside the small room a few days ago, and his heart was restless.
Before he came out of Peiping, he went to dissolve his engagement, and his fiancee didn't say much at home. He just gave him a burden, which was full of clothes made by the girl for him.
I failed you, but I won't bother you. If there is an afterlife, I will marry you!
Shenyang thought of the girl. He just felt a fire burning in his chest. He wanted to roar and go crazy.
After a few gasps, Shenyang slowly followed up.
A little more than a quarter of an hour later, two envoys of vara began to choose in front of a row of huts.
Shenyang stopped and pretended to be curious. When the two men took the woman into the room, he nodded slightly.
There were windows in the small room. When the Warsaw messenger was excited, someone poked a small hole in the window, and then a small pipe came in.
"Poof!"
A long poisoned needle sprayed out of the thin pipe, and the figure outside the window flashed away.
The guards just turned around and saw no one, so they continued to circle around the row of houses.
On the other side, someone reached out and clicked on his temple three times. Shenyang slowly retreated and then slowly disappeared into this folk house.
Before long, there was a scream in a room where the two people had just entered.
The guards broke through the door, but only saw the motionless messenger and