Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 72 I'm Not So Comfortable

"I asked Lao Jiang. That kid's father is a general in the Liaodong Garrison."

"What's wrong with the Liaodong garrison? So what about the general manager? Could it be that the future is better than ours? Tch, I don't believe it." Liu Chunfeng was so disapproving that he almost rolled his eyes. Which yamen in the capital could catch up with their Jinyiwei, he walked backwards.

Those old guys, even if they are extremely human ministers, so what?Seeing them still frightened.

"You can't say that, he's still young, let's see what he's talking about."

"Well, being young is a problem." He only joined Jinyiwei this year, and it was granted by the emperor, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get in.

Qi He didn't know yet, but Yan Yi fell in love with him.

……

Just stop and go like this, after two days, their strange team finally walked out of the mountain.

Seeing the flat official road in front of him, Jiang Tou'er had to thank these live fathers, if they didn't go with them, they don't know how many days they would have to walk.

However, before he could express his thanks, Yan Yi said: "Lao Jiang, the road in front of the mountain is fairly smooth, and we will soon reach Liaodong, so let's break up."

Yan Yi didn't say that his cousin was impatient and wanted to enjoy the scenery of Liaodong earlier.

"Okay, Master Yan, Master Xiao Liu, let's go slowly."

"Eh? I said Lao Jiang, why do I hear your tone as if you want to drive us away."

"Master Xiaoliu, you should spare us. Who dares to drive you away, Master Xiaoliu? Isn't that boring and crooked?"

"Hahaha, Lao Jiang, I'm teasing you, and you take it seriously. Well, I won't tease you anymore, let's go." After Liu Chunfeng finished speaking, his legs caught the horse's belly, and he rushed out at the head of the horse.

"Lao Jiang, let's go." Yan Yi also said something, and then urged the horse to leave with his men.

Listening to the sound of horseshoes fading away, the members of the Meng clan, who had been tense in their minds, finally relaxed, with the look of the rest of their lives wishing they could lie on the ground and cry.

Fu Xinci really wanted to ask, are they really that scary?It's just that this sentence is too salty for her to ask.

It's no wonder she didn't dare to ask, the behavior of the Meng family children around her made her nervous.

The black-faced man looked up at the glaring sun in the sky, heaved a sigh of relief, and shouted, "Damn, these living fathers are finally gone, I haven't dared to vent my anger these two days."

"It's not a big deal, I dare not raise my head, for fear of meeting their eyes." Nianzi also opened his mouth to complain.

"Look at how promising you are. Fortunately, Master Yan brought out novices this time, otherwise you would have to pee your pants."

"What did I say, the murderous intent is not that strong." The black-faced man remembered another thing, "Boss, whose family is that Master Xiaoliu?"

"Zhuzi, you didn't find out about this matter? You really are messing around in the Yamen."

"Okay, boss, don't be a fool."

Jiang Touer saw that everyone was waiting to hear, so he didn't provoke others, "You can't use your brains, there are only a few people surnamed Liu in the court. Whoever can send his son to the Jinyiwei without a sound, whoever Can anyone? Let me tell you."

Guan Hu: "Shangshu of the Household Department."

The black-faced man said, "Marquis of Jinxiang."

"Damn, you two are really awesome, one is the Minister of the Household Department, and the other is the Marquis of Jinxiang."

Seeing that Jiangtouer was in a hurry, Guan Hu didn't dare to speak, so he shut up immediately.

The black-faced man is not afraid of Jiangtouer, "Boss, we are right. The Minister of Hubu is the Marquis of Jinxiang, and the Marquis of Jinxiang is the Minister of the Hubu."

"Why don't you say that Marquis Jinxiang is the emperor's cousin and the empress dowager's natal nephew."

"It's not that we didn't finish talking, but you preempted us."

"Are you still right?"

"We were right."

"You!!!" Jiang Tou'er was a little at a loss for words, so his voice was inevitably much louder.

Fu Xinci immediately stretched out her hands to cover her ears, and Yu'er imitated her sister's example and covered her ears.

Qiren and Ke'er are the same.

"What are you guys doing here?"

"Grandpa Jiang, I didn't do anything."

"Why are you covering your ears?"

"En, um." Fu Xinci murmured for a long time before she said it fearlessly: "Grandpa Jiang's voice is a bit annoying."

"..."

There was a moment of silence at the scene, and then the black-faced man took the lead in laughing. "Hahaha, I'm talking about the boss, you're still ha... well... hahaha." The black-faced man couldn't continue talking.

"Wang Zhuzi, believe it or not, I'm going to beat you today." Jiang Tou'er made a gesture to take off his shoes again, and the frightened black-faced man ran away. Take off your shoes, it’s not as simple as Fei Er, it’s Fei Ren, Fei Da Huan. There are a few big living people who can stand up to your stinky feet that destroy the world. God, the earth , Lord God, please show mercy and come and save us.”

"..."

Seeing a few officials who seemed to be pretending to be holding their noses to find the upper air outlet, everyone couldn't help laughing.

The gloom brought by Jin Yiwei's group of living Hades also gradually faded amid the laughter of everyone.

Not bad at all, the black-faced man ran so fast, Jiang Touer couldn't catch up even with all his might.

Staring at the black-faced man who was always ten feet away from him, Jiang Tou'er had to admit that he was really old.

If this matter had been left to the past, he would have been able to chase the pillar and run for a few miles without a bear, but today he really can't chase him.

"Zhuzi, brother is really old."

"Pull it down, and you want to fight with me again? I won't be fooled." The black-faced man knew Jiang Tou'er's temper too well, so he was determined not to be fooled.

Jiang Touer: He is telling the truth, why doesn't this kid believe it?
Black-faced guy: I believe you are a ghost, you are a very bad old man.

Jiang Touer: ...

Seeing Jiang Touer come back in a feather, everyone held back and dared not laugh out loud.

Jiang Tou'er looked up at the sky, and found a perfect excuse for himself: "Let's go, everyone, hurry up, we will leave the customs soon."

"Exit the customs?" Fu Xinci thought of a word, Guan Li Guan Wai.

"Ci'er, what's wrong?"

"Grandfather, I'm fine."

Meng Qingping knew that his granddaughter was depressed by hearing the voice without looking.In his heart, his granddaughter is a very sensible and measured child, and she will not behave like this in front of everyone for no reason.

As a grandfather who really loves his grandchildren, he doesn't want his granddaughter to frown.It seemed unintentional, and it provoked a topic that everyone cared about.

"When we get outside the customs, we won't be so comfortable."

"Grandfather." Yu'er wanted to ask why he was not at ease anymore.But he is small, and it is quite difficult to organize some words. Even if he knows it in his heart, it is not the case when he says it.

　Dragon Boat Festival Ankang.

　　Keep asking for tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)