Crazy! Crazy batch of chief ministers reduced to subordinates

Beisheng drove the old mule cart to Fengyang, wishing that the road back to Beijing would be slower and slower.

There was a wide avenue here, and there were no other paths. Beisheng got tired of sitting, so he put the package behind his waist, leaned on it, and closed his eyes to sleep.

He held the reins loosely in his hands and let the old mule go on his own. When the old mule got tired, he would lower his head and eat grass for a while. Beisheng didn't urge it, but only felt that it had lingered for too long, so he whipped it.

Yan Mo, who was following behind, was extremely anxious. Fortunately, he followed. If the second girl walked like this, she might not even be able to reach the foot shop in front of her before dark.

If he stayed in the wilderness at night, Yan Mo himself would be afraid, not to mention Xu Beisheng. But what could be done now, he didn't dare to go up and urge her.

Beisheng is not someone who doesn't know how to tell the time. There are three foot shops on the road from Luzhou to Fengyang. The farthest foot shop may not be available before dark, and the nearest foot shop is just arrived at Youshi.

Beisheng felt that it was still bright and he could walk for a while. When he arrived at the second foot shop at about 5:00, he jumped off the mule cart and led the mule in.

I stayed here tonight and asked the store owner to cook a bowl of noodles. After eating, I asked for a basin of hot water to wash my face, clean the wound on my shoulder, and then went to bed with my clothes on.

Maybe she was too tired for the past two days, so she fell asleep and didn't realize that Yan Mo was living in the room next to hers.

Yan Mo woke up before midnight. When he got up and went out, he found that the door next door was still closed, and he knew that Bei Sheng hadn't gotten up yet.

Not daring to delay, for fear that Beisheng would get up and bump into him, he hurried down the wooden ladder, asked the store for some water and dry food, and led the carriage out with the boy, hiding in the distance and waiting.

Lang Zhuo and his party rested for half a day in Luzhou yesterday, and they still had official business to deal with this afternoon, so they drove through the night last night and were covered in moisture, and they happened to be here at this time.

Orfeng saw the carriage parked on the roadside from a distance, and felt it looked vaguely familiar. When he got closer, he exclaimed, "Sir, isn't that the carriage of Miss Er and Boss Yan?"

There was a faint morning mist, so Lang Zhuo didn't say anything. When he got closer, he took a glance. Yan Mo and the boy were sitting on the shaft of the carriage, eating dry food. Hearing the sound of horse hooves approaching, he raised his head and looked at them.

Seeing that it was Lang Zhuo and others, they immediately dropped the food in their hands. Yan Mo and the boy hurriedly jumped out of the car and saluted Lang Zhuo.

Lang Zhuo looked sideways into the car. The curtain was blocking the car, so he didn't know if there was anyone else in the car.

Orfeng asked: "You two are here, where is the second girl?"

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Bei Sheng turned over and accidentally pressed his injured arm. He bared his teeth in pain and woke up immediately.

The old mule tied up in the courtyard also heard a loud hissing sound, which cut through the lonely morning.

Beisheng yawned and opened the window. The boy in the store was carrying water and grass to feed the mule.

Yesterday's clothes were stained with blood, so he changed into another one. I have to say that Xiao Xu has a very unique eye for buying clothes. Yesterday's outfit of blue and red was very elegant, but today's outfit is very fancy.

A flower-blue lining, a calyx yellow lace embroidered with cloud patterns, a short jacket with narrow sleeves, and a magenta orchid-patterned skirt.

With such a fresh and beautiful dress, the mule in the courtyard is really not good enough for her.

Beisheng couldn't help but lower his head and laugh. He didn't laugh at the mule, only at himself. No matter in the past life or in this life, there are some wishful thinking.

In his previous life, he wanted to gain a foothold in Beijing, but ended up with a tragic death. In this life, I want to escape from the wealthy family, but I am always involved and fettered.

He rolled up the dirty clothes he wore yesterday and stuffed them into a package before heading out. The mule in the courtyard was chewing hay and it was fragrant. Bei Sheng also ordered a bowl of hot porridge and side dishes, plus a steamed bun.

She finished eating, and so did the mules outside. She paid the bill, asked the waiter in the shop to help her hitch the cart, and then set out on the road.

It was not yet Chen hour, and it would be more than an hour before we arrived at Fengyang. According to the speed of the mule, it would be dark by the time we arrived in the capital. Beisheng was not in a hurry, still holding the reins loosely, leaning on the package and taking a nap.

The early morning sun was shining brightly, making me feel warm and comfortable.

If it weren't for the fear that the mule would stray off the road, Beisheng would have just wanted to sleep in the sun.

Then, Lang Zhuo, who was in the distance, watched the mule cart coming out of the foot shop, and his originally indifferent expression suddenly calmed down a bit.

He turned to Yan Mo and said, "Since Boss Yan wants to go to Jiangnan, let's go first."

These words sounded like they were thinking about Yan Mo, but they were actually meant to drive people away. How could Yan Mo not understand this, so he resignedly resigned, turned around and walked away.

Qingyang looked at the swaying mule cart in front, which was slower than walking on two legs, and said: "Let O Feng accompany the master back to the capital first, and I will stay behind to protect Miss Xu Er."

Lang Zhuo said lightly: "That's fine."

Orfeng was a little surprised. He originally thought that the master would not agree. The master drove Yan Mo away just so that he could accompany Miss Xu Er.

Unexpectedly, Lang Zhuo hit the horse's belly and ran away first, followed closely by dozens of people in the group.

Bei Sheng raised a hand to cover his eyes and basked in the warm sun. The mule walked slowly and slowly, occasionally lowering his head to nibble on the grass on the roadside.

Suddenly the sound of galloping horse hooves appeared from behind. The mule was startled for a moment, and then let out a long neighing sound.

When Bei Sheng tried to tighten the reins, it was already too late. The mule had already started running.

The sound of horse hooves chased her closer and closer. Beisheng thought they would overtake her, but unexpectedly they followed her.

She looked back and suddenly felt bad.

Lang Zhuo glanced past her and looked far ahead, as if ignoring her existence.

He did it on purpose!

Beisheng was filled with anger in his chest. Couldn't he let him go? What on earth was going to happen? Do you think it's fun to play with yourself?

She wanted to stop but couldn't. She was so frightened that the mule seemed to be chased by a ghost and ran away uncontrollably.

But no matter how fast the mule ran, it couldn't run as fast as the horse. It was impossible to get rid of Lang Zhuo and his party.

The beads on her head were knocked off, and her long hair spread out and fluttered in the wind.

If she was thrown off a carriage and fell to death today, she would definitely give her father a dream and tell him who the murderer was.

She cried and tried to rein in her arms. Her arms were injured and she couldn't exert much strength. Now they burst open, and her garnet-yellow sleeves turned bright red again.

Suddenly he remembered that there was a short dagger in the package at his waist. He took it out with one hand, bit off the sheath with his teeth, and inserted the dagger into the mule's leg.

Although this move frightens the mule even more, it will slow down because of the pain. The mule's legs were bleeding profusely, and it finally came to a complete stop after rushing down a steep slope.

Bei Sheng jumped off the cart and looked back, but Lang Zhuo and his party were riding slowly on horseback. There was no expression on his face, he just looked at her lightly.

Bei Sheng looked down at his blood-spattered dress. He looked disheveled and gritted his teeth, not knowing what to say.

If this kind of punishment can make Lang Zhuo happy, then she will accept it for now, but she will definitely not swallow this breath. (End of chapter)