Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 295 Di Renjie, styled Huaiying

"Di Renjie, styled Huaiying."

The young man's voice echoed all around.

Wang Xi and the others looked at each other, who is Di Renjie?

Seeing Wang Xi and the others look like this, a strong man walked out behind Di Renjie, with pride on his fleshy face:
"My elder brother will be the Xiangguo in the future!"

Di Renjie coughed dryly.

Wang Xi's eyes flickered: "Brother Di, you spoke like that just now, but you have Tianshui in your body?"

"no!"

Di Renjie shook his head slowly.

"Then you are looking for death!" A clan elder snorted angrily:

"In this situation, how many of you dare to entertain us!"

"But I have a way, save you, save Brother Zhao!"

Di Renjie stroked the rag belt and said seriously.

The atmosphere was tense for a moment, and the only remaining nine elders from Wang Yuan's lineage directly surrounded Di Renjie and five people.

"You guys won't be able to stay in Mushan." Di Renjie said affirmatively:

"I can guess that you are here, and the pursuers sent by the Wang family will naturally also guess, it's just a matter of time.

Tonight at the latest, they will definitely grope up Mount Mou to find your traces, and by then, you will really be unable to escape! "

Afterwards, regardless of everyone's staring looks, he went straight to Wang Xi, looked at the unconscious Zhao Wujiang next to Wang Xi, and sighed:

"Presumably, this is Brother Zhao Wujiang, right?"

"I saw you today, and it's just like the rumors. He's handsome, handsome, and has an arrogance similar to Di's between his brows!" Di Renjie waved his hand, and four strong men behind him lifted out a wooden coffin. Cloth belt, respectfully said:
"Set up a heart for the heaven and earth, a life for the people, a legacy for the past, and peace for all generations!

Brother Zhao, you should be the teacher of my generation of scholars! "

The rag belt was opened, and there were strands of white silk inside. He threw away the white silk, and the white silk flew in the air, was picked up by four strong men, and then tied to his forehead, like a filial son in mourning.

"What are you doing?" Wang Xi suddenly became angry, Zhao Wujiang is not dead yet, are these people mocking?
"By relying on the connections of Brother Zhao, the supreme genius, there will definitely be people coming to help Chang'an, and there will definitely be people in the Jianghu League!"

Di Renjie turned a deaf ear to it, looked at Zhao Wujiang repeatedly, and said seriously:
"But they are too late. According to the distance, people from the Qin family and the Wang family will definitely arrive first! Now that brother Zhao is still unhealed, you are in danger!"

Wang Xi looked at Di Renjie who was shaking his head and talking non-stop, she didn't know why, but she tightly guarded Zhao Wujiang's side and didn't let Di Renjie approach.

Di Renjie took out a pill bottle from his bosom, which contained a round blue pill, he handed it to Wang Xi, and said with a smile:
"This pill was made by Brother Zhao himself, and it can heal serious injuries!"

Wang Xi, Wang Tengfei and others looked at the pill bottle in Di Renjie's hand for a moment.

The brawny man wearing white silk snorted coldly and said proudly:
"My brother begged Master Di for this for a long time, and Master Di gave it to my brother."

"cough cough cough cough"

Di Renjie coughed violently a few times, with a straight face.

The strong man immediately changed his words:

"My elder brother was begged by Master Di for a long time before he accepted it!"

Di Renjie waved his hands to Wang Xi and the others: "It's too busy to worry about."

Wang Tengfei and others looked at Di Renjie, who had "come and thank me, come and thank me" written all over his face, with strange expressions.

"Di Mou goes ahead and leads them away, but we need you, Master Wang Tengfei, to go with us!" Di Renjie walked towards the coffin, lifted the lid, and lay down in it. A muffled voice came from inside the coffin:

"We are divided into two groups! You send two old men and Young Master Wang Tengfei to follow us, escort my coffin, go back in disguise, and kill the carbine!

The rest of the old men left Mushan and headed towards Chang'an!

As for Ms. Wang, you and brother Zhao are staying in Mushan, waiting for help! "

Everyone was silent, watching the chattering voices floating out of the coffin, and kept thinking.

"What is Di's cultivation level, old men, you must have seen through it? You can take down our five brothers with just one shot.

Two days ago, I already found out about you!
After calculation, considering that you are here, if I had any hostility, I would have led a large group of masters to surround you! "Di Renjie's dull voice came from inside the coffin:
"And the reason why I am like this is all because of Zhao Wujiang!"

"We understand what you mean. It's nothing more than attracting the eyes of two people, diverting the eyes of others, and giving me and him more time to wait for the arrival of the rescuer!" Wang Xi's eyes flickered, and he sighed:

"But have you ever thought that maybe this is a change of life?"

"Change it!"

Di Renjie suddenly sat up from the coffin with a serious expression:

"We must divert our attention, otherwise, you will never be able to get out of this Shura field!

Zhao Wujiang, I, Di, have never seen him before!
But I have heard of him, his deeds fascinate me, and his virtues make me admire!

What he is going to do is also what I, Di, and the people of my generation in the great Tang Dynasty have to do!
The imperial court has promulgated laws, the Ministry of Rites has newly set up martial arts, the Ministry of Industry has rebuilt water conservancy, and the Ministry of Households has reduced or exempted miscellaneous taxes!

These actions to benefit the people were proposed by him, Zhao Wujiang!
He wants to revive Datang, how can I not follow?

I don't know what other people think, but I must support him!

Now that he has suffered this calamity, don't say that I, Di, am a half-step fourth-rank master in Bingzhou, even if I don't have the slightest cultivation level, I will come here! "

There was silence all around.

"Papa papa." Applause rang out, and four strong men wearing white damasks shouted with tears in their eyes:

"It's so touching, my brother"

With a straight face, Di Renjie stretched out a hand to stop the strong man from continuing. He looked at Wang Xi and said in a deep voice:

"Miss Wang, Brother Zhao will leave it to you!"

Then he clasped his fists at the nine clan elders: "It's not too late!"

He lay down suddenly.

"boom!"

A loud bang came from inside the coffin.

Wang Tengfei supported his forehead, the sound hurt even when he heard it.

Di Renjie wailed:
"Di Asi, can I put a pillow next time!"

"Young Master" the strong man faltered:
"How come there are pillows in the coffin?"

The crowd looked weird.

"Hmph." Di Renjie snorted coldly, and said solemnly: "Cover the coffin and set off!"

The strong man stepped forward, lifted the coffin, and slowly closed it.

As soon as the coffin was closed, there were exclamations and the sound of beating the coffin:
"Hey, wait, wait, leave a gap, I'm afraid of the dark!"

The nine elders of the Wang family looked at Wang Xi and Wang Tengfei, waiting for their opinions.

Wang Xi couldn't bear it.

Wang Teng's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice:
"Xi'er, what this brother Di said is very reasonable! It's not too late, let's set off, you are here, waiting for help!"

Wang Xi lowered her eyebrows and murmured, "Fei'er."

Wang Tengfei shook his head:
"In the past, my father always warned me to cultivate hard, saying that with my talent, I must be the pride of heaven, but I always ignored his words and hated him.
Now it seems that Dad was right.

Now I can't do too much, so I just follow my plan! "

"Don't worry, I am the son of the patriarch, they dare not touch me!"

With one last word of relief, Wang Tengfei walked towards Di Renjie's coffin.

The clan elders divided into two rows, bowed and said:
"Miss San, you and uncle, take care of everything!"

The wind howled in the forest, and everyone looked at each other speechlessly.

Di Renjie looked at the dark coffin in front of him, with an extremely serious expression on his face, and muttered to himself:

"Don't worry, the heroes who revitalized the Tang Dynasty will never wither in this late spring!"

At this time, the sky was dark, and near the Hedong Road, the students who had crossed the spring, either took a boat, rode a horse, or crossed the road, like the Qing of crossing the river, heading for the Hedong Road and Bingzhou.

Just because they heard that one person was in trouble.

(End of this chapter)