The young man in gray wanted to speak, but he could never speak.

Han Ping'an wanted to avoid his blood that was splashing everywhere, but because he was tied up like a rice dumpling, he looked at him quietly, with a contemptuous and joking smile on his face.

The woman in black suddenly remembered that the young master had a vicious habit, so she hurriedly pushed the young man in gray to the side. She didn't even care about the blood from the knife, so she came over to help cut the rope.

Han Ping'an asked with concern: "Yin Niang, aren't you injured?"

The woman in black was stunned for a moment, a warm feeling surged in her heart, and she whispered: "No."

"It's good if there isn't." Han Ping'an thought about it and asked again: "Where is Li Er, where is Li Er and San Nier?"

The woman named Yin Niang untied the rope and helped him stand up. She hesitated and said, "I'm dead, all of them are dead."

I had long expected that the few servants would be in trouble, but I still felt sad when I heard Han Ping'an with my own ears.

He took a deep breath of the bloody air with a gloomy face, rubbed his wrists, raised his legs and kicked the gray-clothed boy who was falling into the pool of blood, and roared: "You bastard, you idiot, you idiot, are stupider than Li Er. Don't think about it, I'm just crazy and not stupid, I've been tied up once because I came out to play, can I be unprepared for coming out? Those who dare to kill you will let you break into pieces!"

Yin Niang knew very well that he did not regard Li Er and others as current people, but as relatives, and could understand his mood at this moment.

But she didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only pick up a piece of clothes, hold him up, and silently wipe the blood stains on the fur.

Thinking of these bastards who came out of nowhere, not only killed their loyal servants, but also wanted to kill their father, Han Ping'an quickly calmed down and asked in a low voice: "Yin Niang, you can't hold back, why are you in a hurry to kill him?"

"He wants to kill you."

"The people who want to kill me deserve to die, but now everyone is dead, and the dead cannot speak. How do you ask the young master to interrogate me? How do you find out where they are from?"

"There is a living person outside." Yin Niang threw away the blood-stained clothes, took out a handkerchief from her arms, leaned over and picked up the water bag, pulled out the plug and poured water to wet the handkerchief, and helped him wipe it carefully.

"That's good," Han Ping'an looked at the gray-clothed boy who was no longer moving, muttering: "Even if you kill, you don't need to cut your throat so bloody. It's so cruel."

Yin Niang raised her head, with a little dissatisfaction in her eyes.

Han Ping'an scratched his head and said angrily: "Okay, my requirements are a bit high. But this is all for your own good. You girls are from every family. You should be gentle no matter what you do. Always so rude, how can you get married in the future."

“…”

After serving and protecting him for four years, Yin Niang knew him so well that he had long been used to saying some inexplicable things. He picked up the hat and handed it to him as if he hadn't heard it, and then squatted down and picked up the things of the boy in gray and the Hu man.

"Fortunately, my favorite cowboy hat was not covered with blood." Han Ping'an took the hat and dusted it, and then pulled it on the buzz head.

"Young master, I have money." Yin Niang took out a purse and turned around and handed it over.

Han Ping'an took the purse and opened it. It was full of Sassanian silver coins with the most powerful value. He subconsciously weighed it and estimated that there were more than 400 silver coins. He said sadly: "If Li Er and San Nier are alive, this money can be handed over to them and let them buy more rice. Our family will soon lose rice."

Not only does he have a cleanliness, he is also very particular about eating.

I don’t like to eat corn, nor do I like to eat barley noodles. I don’t even like to eat white noodles, I only eat rice.

However, if rice is not grown in the Western Regions, even if the crops are not good, the rice is extremely expensive. Even the monks of Baiyun Temple and King Yele of the White House are not willing to eat them on weekdays, and they only serve to treat guests.

He was so sad that he treated the white rice as three meals a day, and drank the same expensive grape wine as tea on weekdays. He was almost poor in this family.

But what he thought about now was obviously not eating, but the loyal servant Li Er who brought him up since childhood and the third daughter of Hu who served him.

Yin Niang sighed inwardly, wiped her hands on the gray-clothed boy, stood up and said, "There is only a knife, a few clothes and a little dry food. There is no place to go, nothing else."

The so-called "passing place" is the customs clearance document issued by the Qin Dynasty to the Hu Shang.

If Hu merchants from Dashi or other places want to enter Daqin, they must first find the border army to apply for the office.

The total number of people, pack horses, cargo, and slaves who have brought in total must be registered one by one and paid commercial tax.

No one dares to evade taxes, and no one dares not apply for offices.

Because from Yele City to the Anxi Protectorate's Office, from Kucha City to the Beiting Protectorate's Office, and then to Gua, Su, Gan, Liang and other prefectures to Chang'an, Daqin has countless guard cities, garrisons, beacon towers and inns in the pass, and every place you go must be inspected, and indicate on it where you will arrive.

"I haven't passed the door, how can I check their origin?" Han Ping'an frowned slightly.

Yin Niang looked up and said, "Young Master, I'll go outside and take a look."

"By the way, take that living in."

"oh.

Yin Niang responded, opened the door and walked out.

"I am not in a fight with the world, so I want to enjoy my life and be a quiet second-generation official. You guys are here to provoke me. It's really a person who sits at home and works from heaven. It's okay if you want to kill me, but you even want to kill my servants, and even my father. My father is good, you even want to kill him."

Han Ping'an picked up the gray-clothed boy's short knife and said hatefully: "This is not something that no one makes money for me when he dies, but the irreconcilable revenge for killing his father! It seems that you can't lie down anymore, this is what you forced me. No matter where you come from, as long as I find out, see how I deal with you, even if it's the old emperor, I will be willing to sacrifice myself to pull him off..."

As he said, his face was ferocious and his forehead was full of blue veins.

Yin Niang returned, and couldn't help but be stunned, but she quickly recovered. As a person who lived through death, she could understand Han Ping'an's emotions at this moment.

"Where are people?" Han Ping'an turned around and asked.

Yin Niang lowered her head as if she had made a big mistake and said with a bitter face: "Diet, Master, I just broke his tendons at that time. I never thought of killing him, but it looked like I was poisoned."

Although she is good at killing people, she is a woman who has never studied much and is not very good at playing tricks.

What's more, she had to deal with four tough Hu people without disturbing the gray-clothed boy. Two of them knew they were good-skilled warriors at first glance. She didn't have time to think about it anymore, so Han Ping'an naturally wouldn't blame her.

"If you die, die. Anyway, he will die sooner or later. Have you ever found a place?"

"have."

"It's good to have it."

Han Ping'an took it and looked under the angrily wind lamp, and couldn't help but sigh.

Yin Niang asked nervously: "Young Master, what's wrong?"

Han Ping'an said helplessly: "This is Guan Wen from Dashi, not our place. And it is those three Hu Shang people. There is no such kid on it, nor the Hu man who tied me up."

"What should I do?"

"Is there anything else?"

"There are money, spices, gems, and a few large bags of goods that look like dyes."

Han Ping'an recalled what happened and said firmly: "Yin Niang, don't worry about it here. Hurry up and ride back to Yele and tell my father what happened today."

Yin Niang asked worriedly: "I'm leaving, what should you do!"

"They said my dad would not survive tomorrow the sun sets, which means they would probably attack my dad tomorrow."

Han Ping rested, and analyzed with a detachment: "Where my father is going tomorrow and what official business he wants to handle, even my son doesn't know, how do they know? And I don't usually leave the city, how do they know that I'm coming to Hanhai today and setting up ambush on the road?"

Yin Niang exclaimed: "There are spies in the city!"

"My father's situation is very dangerous. You should go back and report the message quickly. It must be fast. And it must be quietly, and don't let too many people see it."

"But what about you."

"I'm not like you, no one pays attention. I'm too big and will startle the inner demons in the city as soon as I go back."

"Young Master, I'm not relieved..."

"What young master? If my father has a few shortcomings, I will not be able to do it!"

"But the master asked me to protect you carefully. If you make a mistake, how can I explain to the master?"

She was very stubborn, otherwise she would not have been able to develop the ability to kill people.

Han Ping'an realized that it was not that easy to let her go back first, so he touched his chin and asked, "What is this place? It's not far from Baima Beach?"

Yin Niang calculated and looked up and said, "It's fifteen or sixteen miles south of Baima Beach, not far from Baima Beach."

"Then let's go to Baima Beach first to see if Suda Sushi has arrived. If he arrives, I will be with him. You go back to the city to report the news."

Thinking that he was going out this time to play with his friend from the west, and his friend from the west was not a fuel-efficient lamp, which could indeed ensure his safety. Yin Niang agreed immediately, "Okay, there is a horse outside, so set off quickly."

The sandstorm comes quickly and goes quickly.

The two of them turned over the horse, tied cloth towels to cover their mouths and noses, looked up at the stars, and confirmed that they were whipping out of the abandoned beacon.

The sound of hooves in the quiet night was like drumsticks hitting the war drums heavily, shattering pieces of sand under your feet.

Yin Niang held the reins tightly, observing the surroundings vigilantly, and shouted, "Young Master, Young Master!"

"What's wrong?" Han Ping'an kicked the horse's stomach and chased after him.

"When I see the master, how can I report it?"

"Tell him what happened just now, and he knows what to do. Also, don't come back after you go back, you must protect my dad."

"If... if... the master already... already..."

"Don't worry, my father should be fine, and he can't have any trouble. If something happens to him, whoever makes money for us will make money to support us."

"That's right." Yin Niang thought the young master's words were very reasonable, and thought about it and said, "Young Master, there is something else."

"What's the matter?"

"Can you stop telling people about me and my dad again in the future?"

"Sorry, I just exposed your scars, but that was a last resort. You know, I am not very good at lying people or telling stories. If you don't tell your affairs, how can you delay time and divert the little bastard's attention."

Yin Niang really didn't want to mention the past again, and muttered unhappily: "What can you do not lie? Young Master, you are the best at lie, even the emperor."

"How can you be stubborn? How many times have you told you? Don't tell me everything!"

Han Ping'an glared at her, thought about it and said with confidence: "Besides, I'm not a fraud, I'm just a fraud. If I don't cheat some money, with my father's salary, can you have delicious rice every day and wine every day?"

Yin Niang was stopped by questioning, lowered her head angrily, and did not dare to confront her again.
Chapter completed!