The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 312 One bad thing after another

Chen Yuzhang was so angry that he slammed the table. He didn't know who that kid was, but he vaguely felt that if he let that kid go, he would be in big trouble in the future.

Moreover, the boy and Wang Dasheng had been chatting behind closed doors for a long time. He didn't believe that the two of them were talking about anecdotes.

The subordinates shrank their heads: "That boy is quite capable. After we followed him down a few alleys, we suddenly lost track of him."

"However, my subordinates have told the city gate to pay attention to any single young man they see. I guess he won't be able to escape!"

Chen Yuzhang let out a long sigh. Ever since he beat his son to death, things have really gone wrong for him, and he doesn't know what bad luck he got into.

"Tell the people at the city gate to be careful!"

At the city gate, the soldiers guarding the city checked people leaving the city one by one.

Several teenagers were pulled aside, and the family members cried anxiously: "Master, what are you doing?"

"Our child is so good, why should he be detained?"

The officers and soldiers guarding the city cursed and said: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Someone has sneaked in. You can't let people go without checking!"

An old man drove a mule cart over, and an old lady and her little granddaughter sat on the cart.

When the little granddaughter saw the officers and soldiers looking at her a few times, she turned to the old lady and said shyly: "Grandma, that person just looked at me. Does he mean that to me?"

The old lady touched her little granddaughter's head lovingly: "Don't be afraid, our little girl has a good birth. It's normal for boys to like to see her!"

The officer and soldier couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his eye. The god liked it so much. With your small dark eyes and thick lips, even a blind man would look down on your granddaughter.

"Let's go, go quickly! Don't delay here!"

The old lady turned sideways and asked: "Master, are you married?"

The officers and soldiers hardly paid attention to her, and they whipped her mule with their hands. The mule ran away quickly in pain, leaving only the lingering sound of the old lady echoing.

It was still money from the Earth Temple. The old man and the old lady took off their disguises and said to Jingli, "Girl, you really don't need us to send you there?"

These two people were Tantai Lin's hidden stakes in Yecheng. Before leaving, General Geng specially told her, but he didn't expect that they would actually be used.

"No need!" Jing Li waved to the two of them: "It's more convenient for me to travel alone!"

"You just stay here in Yecheng and pay attention to the movements of the White Lotus Army. I think they will make big moves recently. If necessary, you can follow and add fuel to the fire!"

After coming out of Yecheng, Jingli rode all the way to Linxiang.

This journey was worse than last year's escape from famine. There were people who died of starvation and illness everywhere along the way. It was really starving and the people were starving. It was ridiculous that the royal family was still worried about their palaces.

"What are you talking about? I haven't seen that young man at the city gate for so many days?" Chen Yuzhang had a gloomy face, and his anger seemed to have reached its peak.

He was having a very unhappy life these days, and the Wang family insisted that Yang Shiyue be their concubine.

Yang Shiyue desperately wanted to return to Chang'an, saying that she did not come all the way here just to be his concubine.

He wanted Wang Qiong to get up and help persuade the Wang family to calm these things down.

But Wang Qiong was lying on the bed half-crazy, holding a small pillow and talking to himself all day long, which made her panic.

Now he actually tells others that he can't be found, so where has this person gone?Could it be that he could fly into the sky and escape from the earth?What bothered Chen Yuzhang was still to come. Before the boy's matter was settled, someone else came to report that the man who went to Chang'an to cut off the medicinal materials of King Changling was back.

"Tell me again, where are the medicinal materials?"

"Where did my goods go?" Chen Yuzhang couldn't bear it and slapped the table, causing the tea cups on it to splash all over the floor.

The servants all shrank their heads and remained silent. Chen Yuzhang always showed himself to be gentle and gentle, and rarely got so angry.

The black-faced man knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head: "We were careful along the way. We didn't even dare to go on official roads. We tried our best to take small roads!"

"Except for encountering a few blind robbers, nothing went wrong. After arriving in Huangni Town, we didn't dare to be careless even if we were only a few dozen miles away from Yecheng."

"I just took a short nap in the Earth Temple, and when I woke up, everything was gone!"

"Disappeared?" When Chen Yuzhang heard these words, the evil fire in his heart became more and more intense. For some reason, he suddenly understood why King Changling liked to kill people.

If he didn't need to maintain his gentle and friendly appearance, he really wanted to kill all these people.

An unknown young man suddenly disappeared under his nose.

Now I come to tell him that the life-saving medicine that King Changling was waiting for has disappeared. If it is taken away by King Changling's people, will he still have any chance of winning in the future?
Yang Shiyue, who came after hearing the news, comforted Chen Yuzhang: "Yulang, don't be anxious, ask clearly first before talking!"

Chen Yuzhang rubbed his temples and sat on the Grand Master's chair with a headache: "You can ask for me!"

Yang Shiyue calmed down and then asked, "Have you not encountered any strange people or things along the way since you came out of Chang'an?"

She attaches great importance to this batch of medicinal materials. In her previous life, Tantai Lin also lost her body because of the medicinal materials.

His nanny passed it off as inferior quality, and some medicinal materials were even mixed with roadside weeds. At that time, hungry people rioted and Chang'an City was in chaos, so the medicinal materials were shipped directly to the south without anyone checking them.

In this life, there was no turmoil in Chang'an City, and all troubles were suppressed. Only then did Yang Shiyue send people to find Fang Daguang and intercept the medicinal materials of King Changling.

Fang Daguang regards money as his life, and as expected, without much nonsense, he changed hands all the medicinal materials that the people below had worked hard to collect.

Yang Shiyue originally wanted to have people pull out of Chang'an and destroy them all, but Chen Yuzhang, who was so poor that he was beaten, didn't want to.

He asked people to bring back the medicinal materials, and when Changling King Mountain was exhausted, he made a lot of money from these medicinal materials. Unexpectedly, something went wrong in the process.

At this time, Yang Shiyue could not blame Chen Yuzhang. She could only interrogate a few people who escorted the medicinal materials, hoping to get some clues from them.

The life and death of King Changling was related to whether Chen Yuzhang could fall out with Wang Dasheng and whether he could successfully advance into Chang'an. Yang Shiyue did not dare to be careless at all.

"Girl, when we came out of Chang'an, we were extremely careful when walking. There was no large-scale convoy to transport the medicinal materials, they were all scattered!"

"We won't make peace until we enter Liangdu. Liangdu is already the heartland of our White Lotus Army. How could anyone be so bold as to come and plunder!"

Yang Shiyue was convinced of this. Liangdu was surrounded by hundreds of miles of the White Lotus Army's hinterland. If someone came in, there would be no movement at all.

What's more, seven carts of medicinal materials weighing more than ten thousand kilograms, how could they disappear quietly?

The subordinate of the black-faced man suddenly said: "If you want to talk about anyone special, I can't help but think of someone!"

(End of this chapter)