"Thank you for your hard work, brothers."

When the general handed over the documents with a smile on his face, An Zhilu also heard the roars in the distance.

"Thunder?"

The general looked up at the sky and muttered, "It's not raining either."

An Zhilu smiled and said nothing.

"Come on, unload the car." The general read the documents and shouted at the temple a few times. A group of soldiers who seemed to have just fallen asleep rushed out in anger.

An Zhilu said calmly, "Unloading the truck is our duty, so don't bother you brothers."

"You have been here day and night, and you even need to unload the car?" The general glared at the sergeant who was muttering unhappy, and sneered, "If anyone does not work hard, I will transfer him to a good place tomorrow."

As soon as these words were spoken, the sergeants suddenly changed their faces and they came up honestly to unload the truck.

"You don't have to work together. Although the stone floor in this temple is a little hard, we have all cleaned it up. You can just lay some things to rest." The general smiled at An Zhilu again, "You all sleep well, wait until the goods are loaded tomorrow morning, and you will go on the road after you finish eating. I keep you from doing it."

"You go and rest." An Zhilu patted the shoulder of a sergeant who was following him and asked him to take the people to rest. However, he himself said to the general, "When I came here, I slept all the way, and was not sleepy at all."

"Don't worry, the seal of goods on your carriage has not been moved. I have knocked on the seals I received. If there is any problem, I will count on mine." After checking all the carriages, the general took out a small seal from his sleeve and pressed it on the handover document, and handed it back to An Zhilu with a smile.

An Zhilu read the seal on the document, thanked her seriously, and then said, "I still don't know the name of my brother."

The general was chewing a piece of licorice and looked at An Zhilu with a smile, "My name is Yuan Siming. I used to fight with General Wentao."

Seeing that An Zhilu seemed to have no reaction, Yuan Siming looked around and said softly, "General Wentao's teacher Jiang Danchen is also the prince's military strategy teacher."

An Zhilu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "It turns out that it's my own family, so I'll have Brother Lao Yuan take care of him here."

"I have a chance." Yuan Siming smiled and said, "I will have to take care of me more in the future."

An Zhilu smiled and said, "Since we are my own family, we don't have to be so polite."

Yuan Siming squeezed his eyes, "Get some tea to moisten Brother An's throat later?"

An Zhilu smiled and said, "Don't be respectful."

Yuan Siming pointed to a room in the temple and said, "Then you can rest there, I'll come here after the arrangement."

An Zhilu didn't say much and went straight into the room.

There is brick floor inside, cleaned and a bed is laid, and a low table is placed next to the bed.

There was no other place to sit, and he was not polite, so he took off his boots and sat down on the floor.

At this time, a soldier came over with a teapot and a cup, bowed, and said, "Please go out."

An Zhilu opened the lid of the pot and sniffed it, and it was indeed a smell of alcohol.

Yuan Siming was busy for about half an hour before returning to this room. Seeing An Zhilu still meditating, he smiled and carried the teapot again. He found that half was left. He took a cup and drank a few cups by himself, and then said, "Brother An, don't be polite. I know you are coming, and I have prepared a few pots."

"That wouldn't be said earlier."

An Zhilu was in a state of mind and took out the dried meat strips, "I will leave tomorrow morning and I will drink them all tonight. Anyway, they are all practitioners, so it won't be delayed."

Yuan Siming smiled and didn't ask anyone. He went out and brought a big jar back.

Both of them didn't get drunk slowly, which means that when ordinary people eat a meal, a large jar of wine came to an end.

The two of them talked about where they had fought before, and they were familiar with people. They took advantage of the drunkenness and fell asleep.

The next morning, Yuan Siming got up earlier than An Zhilu. When An Zhilu went out, Yuan Siming had arranged people to load the car and had already called the group of people under An Zhilu to eat.

Seeing that An Zhilu did not eat first, but carefully checked the seal of the loaded goods first, Yuan Siming just smiled. When An Zhilu came over, he handed the document to An Zhilu, and then said softly, "Brother An is indeed careful in doing things."

An Zhilu smiled and said, "If you do things seriously, you will not be careless."

Yuan Siming sent An Zhilu a map and said softly, "Situ Qingcheng is so weird that he is using troops. Recently, he often sends some people to ambush the convoys. I'll calculate it for you now. You'll have a day's surplus. I'll mark the safest route for you on the map, and you can do it yourself."

An Zhilu nodded gratefully, looked at no one noticed, but asked Yuan Siming quietly, "What exactly is this what I sent and forwarded? It's mysterious. When I was in Youzhou, the delivery of things was not so confidential."

Yuan Siming suddenly felt solemn and said softly, "Brother An, I don't know these things. The more mysterious the arrangements are, the less we can't ask about them. It's not good for us to know."

An Zhilu smiled awkwardly and said, "There are not so many things to pay attention to in Youzhou."

Yuan Siming couldn't help laughing and said, "What is your identity in Youzhou and what is your current identity? You know a little bit about it."

...

By the time An Zhilu left, he and Yuan Siming seemed to have had a friendship for many years.

But when the convoy traveled more than ten miles and An Zhilu arranged for the trailer horses to eat grass on the roadside for a while, there was a chill in his eyes.

He called three people in the team to accompany him in the field next to him, and waited for the height to see if there was anything unusual.

When he crossed a slope, his face turned cold, "Qiu Dongming, Zhang Feng, Yu Mu, you may have to bet on your life this time. Do you dare to do it?"

These three people were not familiar with An Zhilu when they set out in Chang'an, but at this time, the three people's attitude towards An Zhilu had already been the same as that of An Zhilu's subordinates in Youzhou. When they heard that An Zhilu was not nicknamed and seriously called Daming, they knew something was wrong.

"Ange, what's the matter?" the three of them immediately lowered their voices.

An Zhilu took a deep breath and said, "I don't know if there is any problem with the things we sent, but there must be a big problem with the things we sent. If we send these things according to Yuan Siming's arrangement, we may have to take the blame."

The three of them had already seen An Zhilu's methods during this period and knew that he looked like a rude Hu man, but in fact he was smarter than the three of them combined. The three of them suddenly changed their faces and said, "What did you find, An Ge'er?"

"The thunder-like sound last night was obviously not thunder, but firearms!" An Zhilu frowned and said, "If you can't tell the difference clearly, it's fine. Yuan Siming is higher than me. He was not surprised at all when he heard such a loud sound of firearms. He even deliberately said it was thunder. You three have also fought in the border army. Where did such a big firearm come from in our border army? We are just responsible for contacting and transferring. A warehouse officer needs such a powerful cultivator?"

The three of them were all secretly frightened when they remembered the movements last night. An Zhilu sneered, "The most important thing is that just now, I deliberately asked him what these things were in the convoy. This man had already called me brothers, but said he didn't know at all, but the paste of these seals was just pasted in the middle of the night. I pretended to be asleep in the middle of the night yesterday. This guy kept feeling whether I was asleep or not. He didn't notice anything unusual about me, but I heard some subtle movements. Moreover, these goods were lined with fur inside and did not make any sound. What kind of bullshit weapons should be transported to the front line, and they had to be stuffed with fur to prevent voice? You said it was Xuan armor, that was not right, and the weight was not right."

Qiu Dongming and the other three saw sweat on their foreheads. Zhang Feng, who was usually the smartest, couldn't help but whisper, "Brother An, what's the point here? "The handover documents must be handed over at that time." An Zhilu narrowed her eyes, and her eyes flashed with cold light. "I can't guess some specific plots here, but I thought the most likely thing was that they might cause the batch of goods we shipped now to be the batch of goods we originally shipped in Chang'an City. The movement last night was not like

In a small battle, the army and the army may have already collided. If it is to send important weapons, it should be expedited, but we will send them slowly. That means that this batch of things does not need to be used on the battlefield at all. It may be sent to a warehouse on the front line. When the war is over, someone will investigate and find that there are major problems with this batch of goods, and someone will definitely suffer. Moreover, if so many people can be used, even a seventh-grade monk comes here to act, the person you want to deal with is definitely not a small person."

After pausing, An Zhilu looked at Qiu Dongming and the other two and said in a cold voice, "Qiu Dongming, Zhang Feng, Yu Mu, I am your brother, and I am not a false one. I am a practitioner and good at leading troops to fight. It may be of some use to these nobles. I may not be silenced, but if you are kept in the dark this time, you will not be sure. If you believe me, just bet and get something to save your life."

The three of them were not stupid, and they were sweating profusely in an instant, "Brother An, you can just take us to do it. If you don't gamble on this life, you won't have it. If you take us to do it, maybe there is still a possibility of survival."

An Zhilu whispered, "We have two spies in our convoy, so we have to kill them accidentally. Then we find a way to hit the enemy and figure out the cargo of the convoy. If we really can't meet the enemy, we can only direct and act."

All three of them gritted their teeth.
Chapter completed!