Ferry crossing on the south bank of Weishui.W√w    W√.

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The boss of the ship urged Yang Hao to ask: "Can you leave? It's getting dark."

Of course Yang Hao wanted to leave, but he didn't know whether he should leave immediately. It took him an hour to get out of the Xining Marquis Mansion to the Wei River. The people were exhausted and the sky became dark. Fortunately, he caught the last ferry crossing the river on the day. What should Qing'er do? Just let her go back alone? Yang Hao had no idea for a moment. After thinking for a long time, he handed the reins to Qing'er's hand and said coldly: "You can go back now." Qing'er did not attach the reins, and she glared at Yang Hao fiercely: "I don't want your horse."

After saying that, she walked south alone. Yang Hao looked at the sunset in the sky, then looked at Qing'er's slender figure, feeling a little reluctant, so he shouted: "Stop."

Qing'er turned around, with a cold ice hanging on her face: "What, do you regret it? It's best to kill me now, otherwise I will tell my wife about your whereabouts when I go back." Yang Hao said: "It's too late, you can cross the river with me, and I will try to send you back to the city tomorrow." Qing'er was speechless after hearing this. It was dozens of miles from the ferry to Chang'an. She asked her to walk back to the city alone. She didn't have the courage. Therefore, when Yang Hao pulled her onto the boat, she did not resist.

There is an inn about three miles north of the Wei River, called Baishui Post.

Yang Hao moved into the post station with the fish talisman of the Shence Army Praise Army Captain. The fish talisman was specially put into the bag. It was because of it that Yang Hao could come here smoothly from the Xining Marquis Mansion. The postmaster saw the Shence Army Captain, and did not dare to be negligent at all. Although half a month had passed since the Nilu change, the bloody smell in the Daming Palace was still strong and could not be dissolved.

The post station is a well-informed place, and the post chief even looks at all directions. Now the Shen Ce Army is the king of heaven. No matter how big the official you are, you can just be labeled as a rebellion, so you can't afford to take care of it. Therefore, when Yang Hao asked him to send someone to send Qing'er back to Beijing the next day, the post chief agreed without thinking.

When the lights were on, the postmaster set up a sumptuous banquet, and found a few postmasters who were smart and good at serving the people from the postmaster to flatter Yang Hao for wine.

Yang Hao was afraid of being drunk and missed the matter, so he got up and left the Yicheng and took Qing'er back to the guest room. Seeing that Yang Hao was intimate with Qing'er, he just thought it was his concubine, so he gave the two of them a room. Yang Hao did not stop him. After returning to the room, he rolled up a quilt and spread it at the door, turned his back to the bed, and slept first. He had just recovered from the serious illness and was extremely weak. He fell asleep shortly after lying down. In the middle of the night, someone suddenly poured a bowl of cold water on Yang Hao's face. Yang Hao jumped up in shock and hurriedly grabbed the knife.

The one who watered him was Qing'er. She had a neat makeup and seemed to have not slept.

"There are people outside." Qing'er said lightly, put down the porcelain bowl in her hand and sat on the bed.

Yang Hao was shocked when he heard the news. He grabbed his sword and flicked to the window. He listened carefully. Someone outside was walking around in a hurry. Yang Hao walked to the table and packed the bedding into a quilt and put it on the bed. He also told Qing'er to hide it behind the pillar and stuff the fire medium into her hand, and said, "When I cough later, you will light up the light."

Yang Hao deliberately hummed a few words, making the outsider mistakenly think that he was talking in his sleep, and then stuttered his mouth. After a moment, he snored and pretended to be asleep.

A knife reached into the crack of the door and began to lift the door bolt. Yang Hao jumped up and flashed behind the door like a cat. With a slight "creak", the door opened. Two masked men touched in with steel knives. Yang Hao closed the door with a "bang", kicked it over to the ground, and grabbed the knife. The other fight was just a slight moment and Yang Hao pressed his knife against his neck with a knife.

With a light cough, Qing'er lit up the candle. Two masked men hurriedly protected their faces with their hands.

Yang Hao sneered, "Why, I'm not willing to show my true face in Lushan?" After that, he knocked on the table with a knife and said, "Do you want me to call you boss here?" The two of them hurriedly took off their face towels and kowtowed repeatedly to beg for mercy.

Both of them were postmen in the post station, and one of them had a drink with Yang Hao on one night.

"Why did you harm me?" Yang Hao was fiddling with the steel knife while looking at the two postmen in a cold manner.

The short postman replied: "The court will not pay for three months. I have old men and young men. I am really driven crazy. Seeing that the general has silver in his bag, I want to steal a few taels of grain to buy food to save his life. We really don't mean to harm the adults."

Yang Hao shook his head, pointed to the tall postman and said, "He is lying, tell the truth."

The tall postman stammered for a long time and replied, "Our brothers suspected that the general's wife was kidnapped, so they wanted to steal it out at night... The villain is almost thirty years old and can't even ask for a wife. I urge you every day, but the young one can't stand it anymore. The villain deserves to die, the villain deserves to die." After saying that, he kowtowed repeatedly.

"Du!" Yang Hao suddenly waved his knife and chopped off a corner of the table. The two of them were so scared that they were trembling all over.

"You are not honest, believe it or not, chop off both of you." Yang Hao threatened sternly. He threw a steel knife in his hand to the ground and shouted: "This is the sword of the Jinwu Guard. You are all implicated by the Palace Transformation. If you want to kill me, you will kill me openly. Make up such a lie. Is it a fool to bully me?"

After hearing this, the two postmen immediately changed their faces and straightened their waists. The short postmen grabbed the steel knife and shouted: "Yes, we are here to kill you, an unfaithful dog thief!" After saying that, he raised the knife and slashed. Yang Hao stepped aside and pulled his arm away, and twisted it hard. The postmen's arm suddenly fell off, sweating in pain, but gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

Yang Hao sneered: "You are not worthy of my loyalty and treacherous! You will get out of here for what happened tonight!" Both postmen were surprised when they heard this. The short postmen gritted their teeth and said fiercely: "You are watching people do things, and you have done something wrong... you, you can't escape."

After driving the two of them away, Yang Hao held his nameless fire and didn't know where to go.

Qing'er suddenly said coldly: "I think you should go back to the Shence Army. Although the world is big, you don't have a foothold." Yang Hao said in a muffled voice: "You don't have to worry about my affairs! Don't worry, I'll send you back to the city as soon as the sky is dawn." Qing'er didn't say anything anymore, staring blankly at the wind lamp on the high platform in the distance was in a daze.

It was dawn, so Yang Hao took Qing'er to find the official secretary.

Although the postmaster was not very big, he was one of the best people in the postmaster, living alone in a courtyard with his family. Yang Hao knocked on the door knocker, once, twice, three times, seven or eight times in a row. Still no one responded. Yang Hao was shocked. With a slight force on his hand, the door actually opened with a "creak" and a strong smell of blood came to his face.

The official secretary was hanged under the eaves of the main room, and the five words "Murderer Yang Hao" were pierced with blood on his chest and abdomen! Yang Hao looked back at Qing'er, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The door of the main house was closed and opened. Eight corpses were lying in a row in the hall, and three female corpses were stripped naked, creating the illusion of being raped and killed.

The same five words were written in blood on the paintings hanging in the hall, on the walls, on the ground, on the pillars, wherever he could write: "The murderer Yang Hao!" Yang Hao felt dizzy and regretful in his heart. He never expected that the two Jinwu soldiers would hate him so deeply that they would kill and frame him. His temporary kindness actually caused nine members of the postmaster's family to suffer such an unintentional disaster!

"Oh my god, kill someone!"

A postman who got up early to go to the thatched cottage saw the door open when he passed by the door of the official secretary's house. He looked inside curiously. He found the postman who was hanging under the eaves, and also saw Yang Hao, who was distorted and Qing'er who was wiping tears in his tears.

"Kill! Kill!"

The postman shouted in dismay, and Baishui Post, who was still sleeping, was awakened by the sharp and harsh sound. Yang Hao knew that the basin of dirty water could not be washed clearly for the time being, so he grabbed Qing'er's hand and shouted: "Come with me quickly."

The sound of golden gongs calling the police rang over the post station. The disheveled postmen pulled their guns and rods and chased them out. At this moment, Yang Hao had already ridden a horse, but he was running around because he was not familiar with the road.

"Close the gate, close the gate quickly." The postmen shouted.

The postman sleeping in the door-to-door room heard the alarm and ran out naked and raised the roadblock to block the door. This reminded Yang Hao instead.

"Hug me tight!" Yang Hao roared, Qing'er hurriedly hugged his waist. She was already at a loss by the scene in front of her. Yang Hao squeezed his horse's belly with his legs and lifted the reins with his left hand. The horse neighed and flew over the roadblock.

Everything was like a dream. At the moment when Yima flew over the roadblock, Qing'er hugged Yang Hao's waist extremely nervously, pressing her whole body against Yang Hao, hoping to get into his body before she could feel safe. Yima landed steadily and ran away with her carrying. The postmen threw sticks and guns one by one, gritting their teeth with hatred. Looking at the twisted faces, Qing'er felt a sense of happiness she had never felt before. She laughed out loud with a "puff".

"Stop looking, I don't even wear clothes." Yang Hao suddenly said indifferently.

Qing'er's face felt hot. She slowly let go of her hand, but she pursed her lips and punched Yang Hao's back.

Yang Hao didn't have the heart to judge the deep meaning of Qing'er's action. He was thinking about how to escape. He knew very well that it would be issued to all counties near the capital of the capital without long before the arrest and Qing'er's documents would be issued to all counties near the capital. Therefore, after escaping from Baishui Post, he did not dare to walk the main road, but followed an unknown river. There were no decent villages and towns along the river, and the government's sea arresting notice would not reach this for a while.

What makes Yang Hao embarrassed now is how to place Qing'er. Overnight, she changed from a victim who was trapped by herself to an accomplice of a murderer. It is impossible to send her back to the city. What should I do? Yang Hao was confused and regretful. Why did she bring her out? Why didn't she cruelly throw her away at the ferry? Why...

Qing'er showed no dissatisfaction. She still had the cold face, and her eyes were softer just looking at people. These days, she never said a word to hurt herself. Every time she passed by the village, she would come out to buy food and horse materials. Xiaoyu gave all her belongings to Yang Hao. The money and decorations were enough for the two of them to eat and drink for three or five years. However, Qing'er was still very careful when buying things and would never spend a penny.

Yang Hao thought it was not only a matter of a few cents, but it showed that Qing'er had no hostility towards her. Yang Hao even had a wonderful feeling that this woman who was still cold to her not long ago seemed to have suddenly fallen in love with her.
Chapter completed!