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Forty-eight, he's coming to me tonight

Liu Ping, wearing the armor of the lieutenant, bowed to Zhu Junyan again and said to him. This year, he naturally made a promise of a thousand gold, and he would never refuse to die.

Then Liu Ping took the knife and left the gate of the backyard of the county government. Outside the door was a private soldier of Zhu's family leading a tall yellow-headed war horse for him.

Liu Ping arrived next to the war horse, turned over the horse, and said "drive" and drove the war horse to the front of the convoy, raised the sword in his hand and waved it forward.

The entire convoy immediately started to move, helping the managers of all sizes among the staff, shouting at their subordinates to start moving.

For a time, the guy pushed the cart and drove the cart. The Zhu private army guarding the convoy was also divided into two teams to guard both sides of the convoy under the leadership of two hundred generals.

As for the servants and companions around Zhu Lingwu, they also ran around Zhu Lingwu's carriage. A few of them jumped on the gear next to the carriage, sat shakingly, and obeying Zhu Lingwu's instructions in the carriage at any time.

Zhu Lingwu's recent trip, of course, sat next to the window of the carriage where Zhu Lingwu was sitting, with his feet shaking, and he pointed and called out to others and ran around.

The convoy set out from the gate outside the backyard of the county government office, followed the street to the east gate of the county town, and soon left the central district of Tongshan County.

Such a convoy travel naturally attracted many people's attention along the way, especially the carriage that Zhu Lingwu rode in the convoy, which became the center of attention for passers-by.

Tongshan County is located in a remote area and rarely see such a huge and gorgeous car. Many people can't help but look at the decorations inside through the open carriage window.

At the same time, Zhu Lingwu also looked out through the carriage window. Suddenly his eyes flashed slightly, and the pharmacist Meng also appeared beside the street, so he naturally saw Zhu Lingwu.

The clothes that Meng Yaoshi wore at this time were very different from those originally. After being the manager of Zhu's family in Tongshan County, monthly money was naturally indispensable. The ones they wore on their bodies and on their heads were also provided by Zhu.

He naturally heard that Zhu Lingwu was going back to the Zhu family's ancestral land. The wandering soul he released half a month ago did not listen to his instructions, so soon he released another wandering soul to see the situation.

When this wandering soul came, of course he didn't see anything. The next half month, the pharmacist Meng was still monitoring Zhu Lingwu, but he didn't expect that Zhu Lingwu would leave Tongshan County today, but he ran out again.

Zhu Lingwu's eyes seemed to be sweeping over Meng Yaoshi, but when he saw the change in his mouth shape, he couldn't help but frown.

The pharmacist Meng seemed to be talking to him in a distance, as if saying, "Friend, I understand you are not you. I will come to talk to you tonight!"

Zhu Lingwu felt a little nervous and thought about what this meant, but soon he realized what it was.

"Damn it, he really saw it. What he meant, would he come to me tonight? But with so many people around me, he is not seeking death? Or, he is so sure that he can easily solve so many people who protect me?"

Zhu Lingwu thought secretly in his heart, then retracted his head back into the carriage and signaled to Xia Yang who was serving him.

Xia Yang helped Zhu Lingwu lower the curtains of the carriage. She had long felt that it was not good to open the car windows like this. She felt uncomfortable when looking at the eyes outside. Many people looked straight at the three women.

Xia Yang is close to Zhu Lingwu. He is sixteen years old. He is "righteous and has been a bride girl with 28 years of red makeup". He looks naturally pretty.

Unfortunately, Zhu Lingwu is too young to be able to see and can only enjoy the eyes around him. Even if he touches and touches him, he will not care about him as an eight-year-old doll.

As the people around Zhu Lingwu, these three maids felt that they were superior. Now they were being watched by those idle people, so they had long been unhappy.

"Master, this journey may take a long time, but I want me to sing a song for you to relieve my boredom!"

Xia Yang is best at playing the piano and singing music. Although her temperament is the same as Xia in her name, and she is a little hot, but her voice is indeed like the sound of nature.

"Okay, okay, my master, let Xia Yang sing a song. I don't know how many days it will take along the way!"

Chu Yang, who was fifteen years old, couldn't help but applaud her. Among these three maids, she was the youngest and had a bit of childish innocence. She had very skillful hands, good needlework, and could also take some side dishes.

There is also Qiuyang, who is also sixteen years old, the oldest among the three maids. She mainly does the miscellaneous work on weekdays, but she is also the most calm and thinks relatively carefully.

At this time, she was still busy with other trivial matters in the carriage. After listening to Xia Yang and Chu Yang's words, she just showed a smile on the corner of her mouth. Obviously, she also wanted to listen to Xia Yang's songs.

The maids who can serve Zhu Lingwu naturally have carefully selected them. Zhu Lingwu is also very satisfied with them after spending more than half a year of getting along.

"Aren't you afraid of attracting any bandits to me? Those people just saw your appearance, and maybe they will fall in love with someone of you. After listening to Xia Yang's nice song, they might pretend to be bandits and block the road and ask me to hand over the song. Well, at that time, I can only hand over Xia Yang!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately teased and said to Xia Yang, then opened his mouth and swallowed a dried fruit sent by Chu Yang and chewed it in his mouth.

"Master, Sister Xia Yang raps songs to relieve you. On weekdays, we beg her, but she refuses to sing! There is Captain Liu watching outside, so I don't think that there will be blind bandits who will come to provoke us!"

Chu Yang said, and then used chopsticks to bring Zhu Lingwu a piece of jerky.

"Okay, if you say that, then Xia Yang won't sing! Humph, I'll help Qiu Yang sort out the things!"

Xia Yang also threw away his long hanging hair, deliberately pretending to be angry, ran to the side and helped Qiu Yang sort out his things.

"Okay, okay, the road is very boring. Then Xia Yang sings some small songs to relieve the fatigue, and let the common people outside listen to Xia Yang's voice. If they ask, they can also teach them to know that the girls around him are all fairy-like figures!"

Zhu Lingwu leaned on the seat cushion, feeling the ups and downs of the carriage, and couldn't help but compliment Xia Yang again.

The wheels of this carriage are made of wood. When encountering bumps on the road, they will naturally bump up and down. However, the animal skins laid in the carriage have also reduced a lot of shock.

"Chuyang, Xiayang, stop making trouble with me. Since that disaster, I have been enlightened. Xiayang, what I said now will make you happy! Look, at that time, many people will come to beg me and ask me to promise you to others! Haha!"
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