Chapter 75

Pink ticket, please.

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when the servants of the Wang family appeared in Nanyang City, from time to time, some scholars came out to see them off.

They looked at the brave hundred warriors and pointed them out one by one. The girls, with tears in their eyes, drove the carriage to follow them silently and sent them to the gate.

Fortunately, Chen Rong was in the king's carriage. No one noticed that one of her girls was in it.

When he arrived at the gate of the city, some girls and scholars were seeing each other off. Chen Rong looked out through the gap of the curtain. He saw that the coach of the old man was parked in the distance, which did not attract anyone's attention. He was relieved quietly.

After sending out 200 meters, they stopped and watched the warriors leave. Until the smoke and dust from the horse's hoof gradually disappeared in the field of vision, the girls' suppressed cries were still all the way to see each other off.

Seeing that everyone was approaching, Shang old hurriedly drove over and called out, "girl?"

Chen Rong answered and stepped out of the carriage.

As soon as she got on the carriage, Shang said in a low voice, "girl, I told them that when they asked, she was going to find relatives in Ximing city. You are not sure. You must drive to see them off. It will take several months to get back. I also told Ping Nu that she would stay indoors for a while and nobody would be seen. "

Chen Rong knew that he was thinking about his reputation. Even at this point, there is still a bit of fluke in shansou. How could she not be so?

At the moment, she whispered, "I know."

At this time, a strong man shouted, "let's go. Don't delay any more."

As soon as his voice fell, the whip was whirring. As he left, the crowd shouted out. They are worried that Moyang city will be completely surrounded. The rescue is not urgent.

Mr. Shang quickly drove to catch up.

The next step is to keep going.

To everyone's surprise, Chen Rong is a girl with excellent physique. She rides a horse when she is tired, and rides a car when she is tired. There is no complaint and no trouble for them.

Just this, they compared the vast majority of the scholars' children, and all the servants felt in their hearts.

After a day of walking like this, and after midnight, the scribe looked at the bright moon hanging in the middle of the sky and shouted, "have a rest."

"Yes."

As soon as the motorcade stopped, the servants drove the carriages and placed them in a circle around the periphery. The riders and Chen Rong's carriages were placed in the middle and began to sleep. In order to save time, we either slept in the carriages or sat on the horses to rest without setting up camp.

After arranging everything, the scribe turned to look at Chen Rong's carriage. Looking at the rolling curtain and the quiet appearance, he arched his hand and said politely, "girl, tomorrow afternoon you can reach Moyang city."

Chen Rong nodded, and she asked in a clear voice, "I don't know which gate the gentleman is going to enter from?"

The scribe was stunned and said, "naturally, it's the south gate." Nanyang city is located in the southeast of Moyang city. It is natural for Nanyang city to enter from the south gate.

"No!"

In the carriage, Chen Rong's voice was clear and decisive, and she said in a crisp voice: "the Hu people also know about the military, and they will certainly lay heavy troops at the South Gate in case of blocking the reinforcements from Nanyang city. Even the north gate is not right. I think we can enter from the west gate. "

The scribe was stunned. He glanced at each other and arched his hand and asked, "do you think the west gate is accessible?"

"Yes."

Chen Rong replied decisively.

The scribe frowned and said, "let's discuss." He backed away.

After a while, the scribe came over and said to Chen Rong, "what the girl said is very reasonable. Let's go to the west gate tomorrow."

Chen Rong responded with the a voice. In his tone, there was no joy after his opinion was adopted.

The scribe stared at the rickety curtain and thought to himself, "this girl is young, but brave and resourceful. She is calm and calm. Indeed, Lang Jun has vision!"!

Early the next morning, the crowd set out.

When they had made up their mind to enter from Simon, they began to make a detour.

As the noon approached, the journey became more and more difficult, and Hu people appeared nearby from time to time. At this time, people would hold their breath, wrap cloth on the horse's feet and wheels, and walk quietly.

It's noon.

The walls of the city of Moyang, which were tall and hollow, appeared in front of the people.

Even at such a distance, people could see the figures on the wall.

The middle-aged scholar stood on the horse's back and looked at it for a while. Then he frowned at Chen Rong in the carriage and said, "Ximen cloth has a Hu pawn."

In the carriage, Chen Rong's voice is still stable without sorrow or joy. "It's no harm that the city is surrounded by murongke, a famous general of Xianbei. He is surrounded by three places and one place. He wants to force the people in Moyang city to escape from the west gate. Hu pawns here are only bluffing. If we enter, they will not stop us. "

As soon as Chen Rong said this, everyone looked at each other.

Her simple passage contains too much military knowledge. This little girl, who is so insightful, takes these strategies for granted.In a daze, the middle-aged scribe asked, "how does the girl know?"

Chen Rong seems to be stunned.

After a while, she said in a clear voice, "why don't gentlemen send someone who knows the military to see the layout of the west gate?"

The middle-aged scribe nodded to a thin man.

The man swished and the cat disappeared into the bush.

The middle-aged scholar turned to Chen Rong again and asked, "we have come all the way from the west, but we don't see the Hu people ambush. If they really force the people in Moyang city out of the west gate, why don't they arrange it?"

In the carriage, Chen Rong was silent for a while.

For a while, she said in a clear voice, "if Murong arranges carefully, even if we can see it, he will not become a famous general."

in such a determined and comfortable tone, he has given such an answer that is not the answer.

The middle-aged scholar was completely stunned.

He thought about it and decided to wait until the skinny man came back.

Within two quarters of an hour, the skinny man came back. He arched his hands toward the middle-aged literati and said, "the west gate is too dusty to stand. Thousands of Hu soldiers can sit or talk, and their expressions are light. You can have a try!"

The middle-aged scholar nodded and said, "OK! Then go to the west gate! "

At his command, the people began to pack and take out their weapons.

The middle-aged scribe glanced at Chen Rong and pointed out some strong men to protect them around her carriage.

The crowd set out.

This movement of them is like a rabbit pulling away. In the loud voice of a strong man, people line up, with swords and guns in their hands, and rush out.

There is a large area of flat land outside the west city gate. When hundreds of them rushed out, the roar of horses' hooves made the Hu people turn back one after another.

At this time, Chen Rong suddenly called out: "gentleman."

The middle-aged scribe could not see Chen Rong at this time. Hearing her opening, he hurriedly drew his horse close and shouted, "what's the girl's order?"

In the carriage, Chen Rong said leisurely, "we only have hundreds of people. It's just like praying for arms to ride on thousands of Hu people. Anyway, I can't fight. Why should I be nervous? As usual, it's better to walk by naturally and easily! "

Chen Rong's words have the taste of a famous man!

The middle-aged scholar's eyes were bright, and he called out: "it's reasonable! It makes sense. "

With a wave of his right hand, he shouted to the crowd, "let's put up our weapons and stop shouting. It's like a normal outing."

When the order came out, everyone was in a daze. After a while, they gathered up their weapons in a mess and pulled up the galloping horses.

As they approached, there was a growing buzz outside the west gate.

Just now, Hu people, who were still in a hurry to stand up and rush to mount, all quieted down. One by one, they turned their heads and looked ahead foolishly.

Not only them, but also the people on the city wall. After a lot of noise, they calmed down and looked down.

In front of them, outside the wide city gate, hundreds of strong men, dressed as servants, schemed for their horses, drove their cars, and came leisurely.

Their movements, relaxed and relaxed, their wheels moving forward, even the dust did not stir up.

Where are these people rushing to the gate? It is clear that leisure is better than pace.

When more than a thousand Hu people were stupefied, there were more and more Han people on the wall.

The middle-aged literati rode beside Chen Rong's carriage. He stared at the Hu people, stretched out his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his forehead, saying: "girl, they didn't pick up weapons."

Another strong man, who was following the carriage, looked around vigilantly and asked, "Aunt Chen, these Hu people didn't even mount horses or take weapons. They really won't take the opportunity to hide us?"

In the carriage, the voice of Chen Rong came vaguely.

However, these two people just want to talk with her because of their uncertainty. As for whether she answers or not, it doesn't matter.

The two teams are getting closer and closer.

Slowly, we can see each other's faces clearly.

By this time, Wang Hong had been with him all the year round, and all the servants of the royal family who had cultivated their manners had been released. They simply take back their eyes, talk and laugh, and at the same time, they move forward leisurely.

Two teams, only 200 steps.

Generally speaking, if it is to cover up immediately, the two sides will start to prepare for this distance.

However, whether it is the Hu people or the Wang family, they seem to be stupid. The Hu people look at these smiling Wang family servants foolishly, and the Wang family servants don't even look at them.

A hundred steps!

At this time, the Hu people were still clubbing there in a mess, never mounted a horse, never took a gun.

Eighty steps!

Hu people are still looking at them.

Fifty steps!

Thirty steps!

At this moment, each other's faces, expressions and eyes are clear at a glance.Looking at the Hu people who are only curious and astonished, but not murderous or armed, the Wang family all spit out a repressed dullness in their hearts at the same time.

Twenty steps!

What both sides said can be heard clearly.

Ten steps.

Those who are ahead have passed the enemy by.

Just then!

In the Hu people's line, one person goes out of the line!

This man is dressed in a general's robe and has three long whiskers under his chin. He looks like a Han literati in both appearance and appearance.

The scribe strode out. He bowed to the king's family and said curiously, "I dare to ask you, which famous official is it?"

The middle-aged scribe was on the carriage and gave him a salute. In a loud voice, he said: "Langya palace."

With a long sigh, the hu man said, "Langya palace? It is true that there is no lack of fame. "

He arched his hand and backed away.

At this time, the people had passed by with the Hu people. At this time, the people in the Royal Palace finally knew that, as the little Auntie aronna said, the Hu people didn't want to stop them.

The motorcade slowly crossed the Hu people's array and came under the gate.

When they appeared at the foot of the gate, the iron gate opened slowly in the harsh sound of friction.

A group of Jin people appeared behind the gate.

When these people saw all the people in the palace, they showed a smile of appreciation at the same time.

Without waiting for them to speak, a big laugh came out. In the laughter, a middle-aged scholar with white skin and square features walked out slowly. As he walked along, he smiled at the man beside him and said, "Wang Qi, Wang Qi, until today, I am convinced of you!"

Standing beside him, that handsome and elegant young man is Wang Hong?

At this time, Wang Hong's mouth is slightly raised, which seems to be smiling, but in his extremely clear and high eyes, there is a very bright light shining.

He strode out.

Seeing him coming, all the people in the royal family quickly turned over and got off the horse, stepped off the carriage, brushed and brushed together. At the same time, they called out: "Lang Jun."

Wang Hong nodded. He turned his head and looked at the old man and Chen Rong's carriage.

For the sake of fame, Chen Rong didn't get out of the car or lift the curtain to let everyone see that she was a girl.

Wang Hong deeply gazed at Chen Rong in the carriage, nodded to the servants, and said, "go in."

"Yes."

With the support of hundreds of scholars, the servants entered the city of Moyang.

With the gate 'Zizi -' closed, all the servants in the royal palace were relieved at the same time, some of them even had soft legs.

Wang Hong glanced at them, then glanced at the carriage's appearance, and then took back his sight.

After a sigh of relief, all the people in the royal palace were excited at the same time. As a humble servant, they were surrounded by hundreds of scholars and welcomed into the city cautiously and seriously! This kind of scenery is unheard of!

They forced to suppress the joy and excitement, raised their faces, and slowly entered the city Lord's mansion in the middle of the people's welcome in Moyang city.

When they came to the West courtyard where Wang Hong lived, the middle-aged duanfang literati stopped and bowed to them again and to Wang Hong. He said with a long smile, "seven Lang, although death can be feared, I am not afraid with you and these righteous people."

He stood up straight and bowed to all the servants in the royal palace. He sighed, "if you can not die, you will surely spread all over the world."

When he said that, he sighed and said: "Wang Hong, Wang Hong, even his servants are so elegant. I don't know how gorgeous your master is!"

He shook his long sleeves and beckoned everyone to retreat one by one.

As soon as they left, Wang Hong turned around. He looked at the servants, changed their looks, and then turned around to look at the appearance in the carriage. (to be continued, please log in www.qidian.com , more chapters, support authors, support legitimate reading! )