The large four-wheeled carriage with the big "five" characters painted on the body of the rain car stopped in front of him.

Wen Lu, who was under the station sign, quickly paid five cents one by one with other passengers waiting for the bus, and boarded the public carriage heading to Tokyo Station.

The public carriage is spacious, taller and larger than any carriage in the mansion, and longer. There are windows on both sides and on the top of the carriage, but they are all wooden windows. Two rows of seats are close to each other, and you can sit down twenty people. However, most of them go to Tokyo Station, and when you put your luggage in the middle, seventeen or eighteen people immediately have no place to hold their feet.

Sitting outside Wenlu, two baskets were placed at his feet, and squeezed to Wenlu, glanced at Wenlu's clothes, and asked with a smile, "Is this official, back home?"

Wen Lu didn't want to pay attention and nodded coldly.

I don’t know the etiquette when I settled down, and I can’t see Wenlu’s face, but I still have a smile: “I listen to the accent, I think I’m coming from the west.”

After getting on the bus, he didn't say a word, but where did the accent come from? Wen Lu's heart was thrilled and he hurriedly said, "South, Yingtian."

"Just go back empty-handed? Why don't you bring some time goods from Beijing?" The dilapidated house was startled, "There are too many good things in the capital, and Yingtian can't find them. Take some back and it will be twice as much profit."

Wen Lu looked at him carefully again and said that he was a dilapidated person, not the kind of person he was worried about. He had not been washed for a long time, and he could no longer see the background.

He quietly moved a little to the other side, and Wenlu said coldly: "If you have something to do at home, hurry back." As he said that, he turned his head outside and was not going to talk to him anymore. Those who just got on the bus were mostly scammers. It was night driving tonight, and I would come to the door to deliver the letter tomorrow morning. Wenlu didn't want to have troubles - the old Duke's order was the most important.

The wind is tight, so be careful. Without Liulang's words, Wen Lu can feel it himself.

The old Duke was admitted to the hospital for only half a day, but he was so troubled that he only went home. Even if he sent a letter, he could not leave the post office of the official office, and he had to send it out by himself.

Fortunately, as soon as I entered Kaifeng, I did not enter the mansion like this, but instead sent me as a secret man to settle in an outside house, otherwise I would not be able to get out today.

Thinking of this, Wenlu touched the letter hidden in his arms, and everything was fine, so he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

The public carriage speeded towards the station, and I didn't know what happened, but suddenly it slowed down, gradually slowed down, and then stopped.

Wenlu opened his eyes immediately, and the car door was pulled open with a slam.

A military man appeared outside the car door and scolded inside, "Get out, get off!"

Rich and identities either take their own cars or hire cars directly when traveling. The passengers in the public car are ordinary people. They cannot enjoy the respectful treatment of the red guys, and they dare not protest the interrupted itinerary. Although they don’t know what it is, the passengers in the carriage still get off the car with their own things as they say.

Wen Lu got out of the car in fear, his hands and feet were stiff, and he almost stepped on the air. He still helped the house where he got out of the car before he didn't fall.

After standing firmly and looking at it, Wenlu immediately felt relieved.

At the intersection of the main road ahead, two people were coming from left and right, turning on the main road leading to the station. Thousands of soldiers occupied most of the road and blocked the way of the carriage.

The two groups are clearly separated, each occupying the left and right of the road, with officers riding on horseback in the middle, constraining the formation of the marching.

Both soldiers on both sides were carrying bulging backpacks, but the other outfits were completely different.

The movie that walks on the left is easy to recognize, at least the people in the capital can see it at a glance. Someone around Wenlu pointed and whispered that it was Shenji Camp.

Only the soldiers of Shenji Camp would have a fire wrapped in tart cloth horizontally on their backpacks. Guns - the team on the right, the slash of one person for more than one person. The sabers were all carried on their shoulders - and the robe with narrow sleeves made from trousers, which was also the only one among the imperial guards. They buckle the left and right laces, then tie the belts, and stretch their backs, and let their shoulders spread, making people feel energetic.

The team carrying the horse-killing horse and the knife also carried the same style of backpack. There was a package on the backpack. Judging from the appearance of a heavy crossbow, it was probably the latest phoenix bow. The outer robe was a sling, and the color was dark under the night, and it was not clear under the reflection of the fire. However, it should be the same depth as the military flag in front of the queue, and it should be bright red.

Wen Lu narrowed his eyes. Without anyone introducing others, there were four commanders of the same unit in Luoyang City. It was very familiar. It was the Tiger Wing Army - Pengri, and Tianwu was also a red robe, but how could the Fourth Army move lightly?

Seeing these two teams heading towards Tokyo Station, Wen Lu couldn't help but wonder, is he going to support Hebei? Someone around him was excitedly talking about the same speculation - the Liao soldiers were on the border, and the news came out.

This is really good news.

If the person sent out was a general who refused to join forces with the traitors and contacted him. If it was the traitors' traitors, their control over the court would be reduced. No matter what, the emptiness of the capital would be a good thing for the old Duke.

With anticipation, Wen Lu leaned forward and asked the military man who stopped the carriage, "What's wrong?"

The military man put his dead face over, looked Wenlu up and down with his eyes, then waved his hands, making a gesture of going there, and was too lazy to even say a word to Wenlu.

Wen Lu held his breath and immediately turned black. When he was in the mansion, none of the officials who came to visit were so rude. He retreated aside. If there was no major event, if it weren't for Kaifeng or Luoyang, then Mr. Wen would have been good-looking.

Wen Lu retreated to the side and the dilapidated house in the same carriage. Somehow, he got up. After handing over something, he saw the military man immediately leaned over and whispered to each other.

"Come!" Wen Lu looked coldly and guessed secretly, but saw the military man pointing over, "This thief inquiring about the military secrets and arrest him!"

Wen Lu was stunned, "Confidential...I don't have it!"

But several soldiers had already rushed over like wolves and tigers, and threw Wenlu to the ground.

His neck and arms were stuck tightly, Wen Lu struggled desperately and shouted, "I am a good man!"

"Where is the road lead?"

“Where are you going?”

"What are you doing when asking about military information?"

"Where is the luggage?"

"Why don't you bring your luggage when you go far?"

Several soldiers who suppressed Wenlu asked in a row, and the leading military man was impatient: "What nonsense, search for your body!"

Wen Lu immediately felt a few hands rubbing his body, and one hand on his chest was about to touch the secret letter. He finally did not dare to hide his identity anymore and shouted: "I am from Duke Wen!"

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The hand pressing his neck relaxed, and the military man's tone also calmed down, "Duke Wen Guo?...is Duke Lu?!"

"I am on the order of the old Duke Wen to go out for a job!"

Wen Lu broke free from his loose arms and gritted his teeth. There is no need to say the threat. I believe they also know what would be the result of offending the prime minister and the elder. Even if the prime minister in the dynasty is an enemy of the old king, he would not sit idly by and watch the red man bully the old king.

But this happened just after leaving. In front of the old Duke, it would be difficult for him to be valued again.

He glared at the military man in front of him, turned around and asked a few friends he knew to let this guy know what would happen if he offended the prime minister's family.

Junhan faced Wen Lu's angry gaze, suddenly gritted his teeth and stared at him, his face was ferocious, and he thrust up with a scabbard.

With a dull sound, Wen Lu knocked to the ground.

The severe pain on his face almost fainted. He heard the sound of the broken wind blowing down from the scabbard in a daze, and there was also a angrily scolding: "You are the lackeys of the traitor!"

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"How unwise is Duke Lu?"

Han Gang put down his letters, which can be regarded as evidence of guilt.

To put it in depth, it is all about hooking up with foreign ministers and criticizing Chengyu. If you pick up words, it is not difficult to destroy the literary family.

"My husband, what should I do?" Shi Zhongxin asked.

"Who seized this letter?"

"He is a deputy head of the subordinates, named Niu Qi, and a man from the Imperial City Department."

Shi Zhongxin's men seized the letter and immediately sent it to Hangang.

In fact, there is also a contribution from the Imperial City Department, but it is not convenient for him to show up on the other side, which makes Shi Zhongxin take the superficial contribution.

Han Gang nodded, reached out to take a cowhide shell book from the bookshelf, and opened it. The first dozen pages were filled with names. Han Gang picked up a pen to write down Niu Qi's name and identity on the new page.

After putting together the book, Han Gang said: "In two months, the new session of the martial arts and tactics department will be opened. Remember to remind me when the time comes."

"I understand." Shi Zhongxin nodded and smiled, "Niu Er is so lucky."

Having Han Gang writes down his name in his notebook is just like the emperor's name being mentioned on the screens of Chongzheng Hall or Funing Hall in the past, it is a sign of reusability.

Han Gang put away his notebook and picked up the letter: "Come... send this letter to Duke Lu's mansion."

Shi Zhongxin widened his eyes, wondering why Han Gang still wanted to tolerate it.

But I heard Han Gang say, "Just say it was me, please respect Duke Lu."

Shi Zhongxin's eyes widened. Will Wen Yanbo be angry to death when he heard Han Gang's words?

"Duke Lu is old and has a little confused," Han Gang smiled and pointed, "The court can still understand it."

Shi Zhongxin sighed secretly, this is the benefit of being a prime minister, and the court will understand whatever he does.

Just like the prime minister who had been treason with King Li back then, except for the prime minister Cai Que who was beaten to death in the palace, Xue Xiang and Zeng Bu saved their lives, but were exiled to Lingnan. If it were a lower official, let alone the rebellion seriously, there would be some signs and even this head would not be able to be saved.

Han Gang asked: "How sure are you in the capital?"

Shi Zhongxin nodded quickly, "Don't worry, my husband, all the subordinates have been arranged. With just one word from my husband, the two thousand soldiers under my subordinates can be dispatched immediately."

Han Gang sighed: "I hope I won't use you."
Chapter completed!