Go to the mansion.

Farewell to the boy, the old man looked at the empty courtyard. Not long ago, there was a group of energetic boys running and making noise here.

The noise made his head hurt.

Now, it finally became quiet.

The old man felt that he should be happy, but when he opened his mouth, he sighed and sighed.

Alas ~

They should be kept for a few more days.

The old man felt a little annoyed.

Along the way, he had become accustomed to the quarrels and quarrels of these teenagers, and also liked their unrestrainedness and straightforward nature. What's even more rare is that he has a innocent heart.

Now that the teenagers have left, the old man is a little reluctant to leave.

In the bleak wind, he walked towards the study and picked up his pen and wrote.

About two quarters of an hour later, the only old servant in the mansion came to report: "Duke Bian, student Ruan is looking for a meeting outside, saying that there is something important to see you."

While I stopped writing, perhaps because of yesterday, he had a bad impression of Ruan Yu, and he was also familiar with Cai Yong, so he ordered his old servant: Let him wait for me in the guest hall.

Soon, Bian Rang came to the living room.

When Ruan Yu, who was sitting in the seat, saw it, he quickly put down the tea in his hand, stood up and bowed respectfully: "Student Ruan Yu, I have met the Master."

In addition to referring to Confucius, the Master can also be called the "Teacher" for teachers who teach their studies and those who are knowledgeable and respected.

While walking to his exclusive position, he looked at this junior who had a great reputation in Chenliu County, and asked him: "Yuan Yu, what's the point?"

Ruan Yu bowed and replied: "Master, you can see that today's murder in the downtown area."

The old man was idle at home, and he almost closed his eyes and listened to things outside, not caring or curious, so there was not much change on his face, and he said lightly: "Since someone died, should you report it to the government, what should you do when you come to Lao Jiu's mansion?"

"But the murderer is the group of teenagers who stayed in your house last night."

Ruan Yu's tone was solemn. He could see that the group of teenagers had a close relationship with Mr. Bian. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have come to the mansion to ask for a meeting.

Sure enough, when the old man heard this, his expression changed and he became a little anxious: "What happened? Let's tell me the truth!"

He didn't even notice the worries in his tone.

Ruan Yu is actually not a front-line witness, and he only sued what he heard truthfully.

These boys are really ignorant of the world. The princes of the county magistrate dared to behead him in public, which was simply a courageous person.

but,

Beautiful job!

While making the mouth sound loudly, he felt proud of these teenagers. In that case, if Zhang Po was not killed, they would not be them.

Then, Bian Rang ordered the old servant in the mansion: "Prepare the car, I will go to the county government."

…………

After leaving the county town, Xiahou An and others rode their horses and ran wildly.

The only seedling of the county magistrate's family died. Once this news spreads, there will definitely be officers and soldiers chasing them.

By tomorrow, the wanted sea captain documents will begin to be issued one after another.

"Brother, are we going to go to the sour dates?"

Xu Huai, who was galloping on the horse's back, asked loudly.

Zhang Miao is the governor of Chenliu County. As half of the host and one of the allies, he must be in the jujube.

"You are stupid. Let's kill his only son. Isn't it equivalent to falling into the trap now?" Xiahou En expressed his opinion without thinking. Although they believed that they were not weak in their own abilities, they could not withstand the thousands of soldiers under Zhang Miao.

Li Ze followed up and said, "Indeed, it is not a wise move to go to the sour jujube now. When Zhang Miao saw us, he had to fight for us!"

Other teenagers also held the same view.

It is a pity that it cannot be removed, but it is better than losing your life.

However, Xiahou An, the leader, said loudly: "Zhang Po relied on his identity to kill innocent people and bullied the people, and should have killed them! We did not do anything wrong, so what should we be afraid of?"

Boss Cao is in the sour jujube, as well as the old uncles of the Xiahou family, and these young uncles are also there.

He didn't believe it, and Zhang Miao dared to kill them in public.

"Brother, you still run so fast?"

The little brothers are puzzled.

Xiahou An, who was riding a horse, did not look back, leaving only a voice in his ears: "Who said I was running away? I am just a boy chasing the wind."

Hearing this, the younger brothers were shocked and admired. The elder brother is worthy of being the elder brother, and the matter of running for life in a panic can be said so fresh and refined.

As the afternoon approached, Xiahou An stopped his horse and found a place to rest for a while. The horses needed to eat, and they also needed to supplement their physical fitness.

Because time is tight and it is escaping again, I don’t have time to make a fire and cook again.

Xu Chu still initiated the pancake, which was the thing they ate the most along the way.

Compared with those delicious pastries, the pancakes are not very good, but they are easy to carry and do not easily rot and break.

The boys naturally reached out to take it and started to chew on it.

When they left Qiao County, they couldn't swallow it, and they began to slowly adapt to it now.

Before they knew it, they were growing.

"Brother, there are pursuers!"

After eating the cake, Xiahou Jie urinated in the distance and suddenly shouted.

I've been running so far and still chasing me!

The young men suddenly stood up and acted to scout the guys and fight.

In the eyes of the teenagers, if we are willing to escape, we have already given enough face. If you still have such a vicious pursuit, you can only fight.

“How many people are there?”

Unlike the restlessness of the teenagers, Xiahou An was very calm.

According to his calculations, even if there are pursuers, it is impossible to catch up with them so quickly.

Moreover, there was no sound of large-scale horse galloping.

Xiahou Jie was stunned for a moment, and replied: "It seems... there is only one?"

The teenagers were stunned.

Xiahou En even strode away, knocked his brother's head hard, and said angrily: "When did you see a pursuer in someone!"

When they got closer, the teenagers realized that the man on the horse was Ruan Yu who had met once.

After stopping the horse, Ruan Yu bowed to the young men, as a greeting: "Young men don't need to panic. The pursuers of the county city have already blocked you. You just need to set out with peace of mind."

This news is great.

The teenagers were happy, so that they would no longer have to urge the horse to escape.

Xiahou An stood up and bowed: "Thank you, Brother Ruan, for telling you, please thank the Bian Gong for your return to the city."

Bian Ran is serious and doesn't like to laugh. He seems unkind, but in fact, he is also a pretty good old man after getting along with him.

"Also, there is a letter here, and the Bian Gong instructs me to pass it to you."

As he said that, Ruan Yu took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him.

"Why are there two letters?"

Xiahou An was puzzled.

"The other one is mine."

Ruan Yu told the truth calmly that he had not seen each other for many years and the road to Luoyang was blocked again and the letter could not be transmitted. Therefore, he hoped that Xiahou An would pass the letter to his teacher Cai Yong when he entered Luoyang.

A simple task.

Xiahou An put away the letter and nodded in agreement.

After lunch, the teenagers turned over and set off.

Xiahou An opened the letter written by Bian Rang on the horse's back.

He watched silently.

The little brothers were itchy and the neck was curious about it: "Brother, what did the old man say?"

After reading it, Xiahou An put away the letter and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "The old man said I am not a material for reading."

"Then why are you still laughing?" The little brothers don't understand the elder brother's thinking.

Xiahou An said again: "But the old man pointed out to me a famous teacher and wrote a letter of recommendation."

"Who?" The little brothers were even more curious.

"The Buddha said: You cannot say it, you cannot say it."

Xiahou An deliberately kept the silence. When he was in a good mood, he gently clamped the horse's belly and ran happily under his crotch.

The wind facing you is particularly comfortable.
Chapter completed!