Lai Tongxin, who was riding a horse, noticed the scene in front of Guangji's door, subconsciously frowned, and a layer of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

When he passed through the crowd of yamen runners, he said to the middle-aged scholar who was riding a horse and following him: "Mr. Liu, try to hide behind you later. The people in front look unusual. I am afraid that if you start to take action, you will hurt you."

After waiting for a while, he never waited for a response. He turned his head and looked at the middle-aged scholar, and the other party's eyes were always staring in the direction in front of Guangji's door.

He was worried that the other party would not hear what had just happened, and called softly: "Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu."

After shouting twice, the middle-aged scholar came to his senses, withdrew his gaze, looked at Lai Tongxin, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lai Tongxin guessed that the other party might not have heard him clearly, and repeated it again: "The people in front are probably not simple. When you take action, Mr. Liu, try to hide behind."

The middle-aged scholar frowned and said in confusion: "You Lai Tongxin have fought with the Northern Lu. Are you still afraid of a few bandits?"

"Different." Lai Tongxin shook his head and said.

He couldn't tell what was different, but from the people in front of Guangjimen, he felt a threat that was only found in Beilu.

This feeling is only available to him, who often fight on the battlefield. The reason is not explained, but it rarely makes mistakes.

Seeing how he said solemnly, the middle-aged scribe hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Be careful."

Lai Tongxin nodded and walked to the front with a few strong armored men beside him.

He was still more than twenty steps away from the spearmen in front of Guangji's door. He grabbed the reins and stopped.

The middle-aged scholar did not follow him and rode a horse and stopped behind Lai Tongxin and others.

Standing in front of the door, Liu Tianyu saw the armored man riding a horse with an unprecedented serious expression.

All the men on the horse's back had wide shoulders, thin waists, and strong figures. Not only were everyone pierced armor, but they also held weapons in their hands. One of them had a bow in his hand, and the arrow had been stalked.

He knew that these people who came riding horses were definitely not from the county government office.

If the county government can raise such a strong man and a set of equipment with troops and armor, there would be no future bandits in the Northern and Eastern Gangs.

"Preparation!" Liu Tianyu raised his right hand.

At this time, he knew that he had no choice. When the strong men riding on horseback rushed over, at least they could die, and he and the brothers around him.

The governor knew that he couldn't wait, so he made a decision in his heart.

Kill the few people on the horse's back in front of him, and then escape from the county town with them.

Lai Tongxin saw seven or eight lit muskets, and a faint look of disdain appeared on his face.

Not only did he behave like this, but even the few people around him looked disdainful and dissatisfied. If it were those who held spears, they would still be worried.

I have seen many muskets, but they are just toys that can emit smoke. The lead-shot iron balls they shoot cannot even penetrate the armor on their bodies.

Lai Tongxin raised one of his arms, grabbed the handle of the big knife with the other hand, and prepared to order people to rush over, and flatten the dozen or sorcerers in front of him in one fell swoop.

In his eyes, only those dozen spearmen could bring some threats.

"etc."

At this moment of imminent moment, the middle-aged scholar walked out from behind and came to the middle of both sides.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged scholar would pass by. Lai Tongxin hurriedly put down his arm and shouted anxiously: "Mr. Liu, come back quickly, it's dangerous."

Instead of listening to him, the middle-aged scholar turned over and got off the horse's back, staggered forward and took two steps, shouting in surprise: "Miao'er, is it you?"

Then, he walked forward a few more steps, but was stopped by the spearman in front of him with his spear.

"Miao'er, I'm your third uncle! Your third uncle!" The middle-aged scholar pointed his finger at his chest, his eyes full of hope.

"My third uncle?" Liu Tianyu frowned.

The middle-aged man in front of him was wearing a blue shirt and had a familiar face, but he was sure that he had never seen this person in his life and in his previous life.

After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand and waved it, saying, "Let him come here."

When the spearman heard the order, he made a way to leave it to the middle-aged scholar, but he was still on guard in his eyes. As long as the middle-aged document suddenly emerged, they would take action at any time.

The middle-aged scholar took a few steps, and before he could get close to Liu Tianyu, Xiao Wu, who was beside him, stopped him with a musket on his chest.

"Miao'er, I'm really your third uncle." The middle-aged scholar passed by Xiao Wu, and his true feelings in his words did not seem to be fake.

Seeing the middle-aged scholar entering the other party's spear formation, Lai Tongxin was so anxious on the horse's back that he did not dare to let the horse rush over, worried that it would harm the middle-aged scholar's life.

Zhu Dachang, who was hiding at the end with the officers, had his face turned pale. If something happened to him by the governor's aide, he would not do anything as an official.

But he didn't dare to go there in person, and didn't even dare to get closer, so he had to urge Captain Chen next to him to bring the person back.

Captain Chen was as scared as if he was afraid to go, but the county magistrate had to listen to his words, so he had to stand there and shouted: "Mr. Liu, he is not your nephew, he is Liu Tianyu, the bandit in Dianding Mountain."

The voice was loud and the middle-aged scholar heard it clearly, but he ignored it and still looked at Liu Tianyu with hope.

Xiaowu next to him whispered: "Master, this person looks a bit like you."

Liu Tianyu also thought of this. The reason why he felt familiar with each other was because the two looked a little similar, and the other party also had an accent from the Daming Mansion of Zhili.

Unfortunately, he had no memory of this body at all, and he didn't know if the middle-aged man in front of him was his third uncle.

The middle-aged scholar noticed the hesitation in Liu Tianyu's eyes and quickly said, "Miao'er, Uncle San didn't lie to you. There was a birthmark in the shape of a flame on your butt. The fortune teller said that you were too angry and needed water to balance it, so he named it Liu Miao. If you don't believe it, you can see if there is a birthmark in the shape of a flame on your butt."

Hearing this, Liu Tianyu was stunned for a moment. He had never noticed that there was a birthmark on his butt.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Xiao Wu comes in with me, others are on guard, and someone dares to take a step and rush towards Guangji and kill him first."

As he said that, he pointed to the middle-aged scholar in front of him with his hand.

"Okay, kill me first." The middle-aged scribe not only wasn't angry, but also said the same.

Then he turned around and said to Lai Tongxin and others behind him: "No one of you is allowed to come over, just stay there and wait."

Lai Tongxin’s mission is to protect the safety of middle-aged scholars. There was no way, so he had to agree: “Mr. Liu, please pay attention to safety yourself. If you have any wrong, call us immediately.”
Chapter completed!