Chapter 201 Heading Straight to Bianzhou

"Squeak."

The door was gently closed behind him, Suzaku loosened his fingers, and the flowers fell to the ground. Jiang Qianhu walked out with a sad face and sighed secretly.

Before he could even walk down the steps, he was blocked by Suzaku. He could only say hello with an awkward smile, "Sir, this is..."

Before he could finish his words, he was grabbed by the collar and appeared in the sky when he was surprised. Is this meant to kill someone? Jiang Qianhu broke into a cold sweat and kept begging for mercy with his eyes closed.

"Sir, please forgive me... I'm just doing business..."

Feeling that the strength in her neck was weakening, she quickly exclaimed, "Auntie, don't let go..."

"Okay, stop yelling! Let me ask you something."

Suzaku's voice was heard in his ears, and his feet felt like they were stepping on solid ground again, and then he opened his eyes in shock.

Looking around, he made sure that he was on the roof of a tall building, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Auntie, can't you ask in the yard? Keep your voice down because you can't hear me in the house!"

"Shut up! I'm asking you now! I can ask wherever I want!" Suzaku grabbed Jiang Qianhu angrily and threatened, "Say what you know, or I will throw you away."

What else could Jiang Qianhu say? You have a high level of cultivation and you are reasonable. "Do well. Tell me everything you know."

"Let me ask you, has he thought of any solution?"

"I didn't say..."

“Which state capital should we start with?”

"I didn't say..."

"When will we do it?"

"No..." Jiang Qianhu subconsciously answered without saying anything, but suddenly remembered Zhao and said so. So he quickly changed his words, "I said it! I'll leave tomorrow night."

"That's all you said?" Suzaku asked with wide eyes and suspicion, the energy in his hands already gathering.

Jiang Qianhu spread his hands and said, "What if I didn't come out just a short time ago? What else can I say?"

Suzaku looked at Jiang Qianhu with some suspicion. It wasn't until he saw that his eyes were sure and his expression remained unchanged that he believed him.

"What kind of medicine are you selling in the gourd, boy?"

Whispering in a low voice, she was a little confused about Zhao Jiu's actions. But having fallen into this pit, I can only take it one step at a time.

After saying "Let's go", Suzaku disappeared on the roof in an instant. Jiang Qianhu felt as if he had been pardoned and was patting his chest for the rest of his life.

He sighed helplessly, "You two are playing riddles, and it's me who suffers!"

"Old Li! Brother is really envious of you..."

Li Yizhen, who was far away in the villa, was drinking wine when suddenly his throat kept itching and he sneezed three times in a row.

I looked around and saw no one. I suddenly felt a chill running down my spine, and unconsciously wrapped my clothes tightly around me.

He joked to himself, "Someone must be missing me again. Alas, this guy is too good-looking!"

"It's annoying..."

Even though I say this, my body is still very honest. He didn't even want to drink anymore, so he pretended to push the door open and walk out with his hands behind his back.

...

After the room door was closed, there was no movement for a whole day, and not even the person who delivered the food could get in.

Jiang Qianhu, who was standing in the yard, and Suzaku, who was sitting, looked at each other, each of them confused.

What's going on inside? It's just an idea, why don't you even eat? It’s not an excuse to do business, let’s go to bed openly!

"Why don't you go in and take a look? It's almost dark today and I haven't come out yet. Could it be..." Jiang Qianhu looked at Suzaku and asked in a low voice.

But Suzaku just curled his lips. It was a pity that he didn't kill him yesterday. He didn't dare to do it, so he even encouraged me.

"If you want to go on your own, why should I be used as a shield?"

Hearing her angry words, Jiang Qianhu didn't dare to say anything else. He lowered his head and hesitated, just looking at the door intentionally or unintentionally.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to knock on the door and ask.

"Knock knock"

Jiang Qianhu knocked twice, but when there was no response, he raised his voice and asked, "Mr. Zhao, it's getting dark. Do you want to inform the brothers first?"

There is still no feedback inside.

Just when he thought Zhao didn't hear him and was about to ask a second time, the door creaked open from the inside.

Zhao walked out energetically, just in time to meet Jiang Qianhu's hand with its fingers raised.

"Stop knocking, stop shouting, I'm coming out."

"Master Zhao, it's almost dark today, are we?" Jiang Qianhu, who took two steps back and stood at the foot of the stairs, asked hurriedly.

But Zhao did not answer in a hurry. Instead, he looked up at the sky and asked, "Are all the brothers back?"

"They're all back." Jiang Qianhu took out a few pieces of paper from his sleeve and handed them to Zhao Jue.

Zhao just took a cursory glance, turned around and took out the huozhezi to burn.

"These are no longer needed."

Then he stared at the sky, silently estimating the time in his mind, and turned around and ordered, "Let the brothers eat and drink first. When it gets dark, wait for me outside the city."

"Remember to bring two more horses!"

Jiang Qianhu bowed his hands and took the order to go out.

"What about me? Where about me?" Seeing that Jiang Qianhu's figure had disappeared, Suzaku changed his previous indifferent appearance.

After walking down the steps, Zhao smiled and said, "Eat, then bring some more clothes and follow me out of the city."

How many extra clothes should you bring? Suzaku was a little confused, but when she saw Zhao's expression that he clearly didn't want to explain, she didn't have to break the casserole and ask.

If you say "still thinking" again, why don't you just make yourself miserable?

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dissipated, the sky turned dark, and lanterns were hung at the door of the restaurant.

The two walked out of the restaurant one after another and returned to the yard in silence. Zhao did not rush to leave. Instead, he went back to his room and wrote a letter. He went out and called the clerk to give it to the prefect.

Then he closed the gate of the yard and said to Zhuque, who was still drinking tea, "Let's go."

Zhuque picked up the prepared package, circulated his true energy, deliberately slowed down, and followed Zhao closely.

After a few ups and downs, they arrived at the bottom of the city wall. Zhao suddenly raised his true energy, stepped heavily on his feet, took advantage of the force to fly into the air, circulated the star chasing the moon, and the afterimages were heavy, and instantly floated over the tall city wall.

Zhao seized the time when the soldiers on the city wall changed their guards, so that he could hide his tracks as much as possible. Of course, it would be fine to let Zhuque take him to fly over, but it would be safer to do it himself.

Zhuque behind him saw Zhao disappear in front of him, and was shocked. He didn't expect that a second-grade could have such a fast speed. He simply stopped deliberately slowing down, controlled the energy in the air, and accelerated to chase behind.

After a few jumps, he could already see the crowd not far away, so he gradually gathered his true energy and landed on the horse led by Captain Jiang.

"Lord Zhao." Captain Jiang bowed.

The others followed suit, and just as they were about to speak, Zhao raised his hand to stop them.

He asked seriously, "Are all the people here?"

"Thirty people, no one is absent."

Zhao glanced at the crowd and nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that Lu Wenyu was still willing to give. The lowest cultivation level among the people he gave was the fourth rank, and he could see a few second rank.

That's enough.

He turned his horse's head, pointed the whip to the north, and said, "Let's go!"

"Go straight to Bianzhou."

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