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    "You asked me to come out, what's the matter?" Beard Brother sounded upset.

    "My lord, Master Alu sent a message to tell you to go back."

    The last one who talked to Zhang Luo just now sounded like a boss, he said to Brother Beard.

    Then, the remaining two people unloaded Zhang Luo's sack into a pile of soft nests that smelled like hay.

    Brother Beard hasn't found Zhang Luo yet: "I am a hostage sent by the Jurchens, and the two countries have only fulfilled the covenant. How can I leave without authorization?"

    "Don't worry about this. After tonight, the Song people will break the covenant first. Then Guo Yaoshi is still in the Song people's palace at this time. The villains were in the palace just now and saw it with their own eyes."

    Brother Beard froze: "What are you doing in the palace?"

    "In order to let the adults have no worries, Lord Alu asked Mrs. Zhang, who has been taken care of by the adults, to also be brought out."

    Brother Beard was dumbfounded: "You guys are so brave! If someone finds out, you're going to kill other Jurchens who are doing business in Bianliang."

    "My lord, there are people in Longevity Hill and the Central Palace. I don't want her to continue appearing in front of the Song Emperor."

    As soon as the words fell, I heard the sound of horseshoes and boots sprinting in the distance, and someone was yelling loudly:

    "Search, let me search carefully. Be sure to find Mrs. Zhang!"

    Brother Beard grabbed the Jurchen: "Give her to me, and you guys leave quickly."

    "If you hand her over to the adults, why would you go back with us?"

    Then, the two seemed to start fighting.

    Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhang Luo's upside-down nest began to shake back and forth from side to side.  She also heard the sound of horses' hooves and wheels rolling over the road.  Apparently she was mounted on a horse-drawn wagon.

    Only then did Zhang Luo realize that he had really been kidnapped.

    However, when she thought about it immediately, she felt very excited: it was Jia Yi's body that was kidnapped, and it was herself who increased her kidnapping experience.  So Zhang Luo suddenly had a feeling of sitting on a pirate ship and hearing the ringing of the bell before starting the game facility.

    The carriage carrying her ran through the streets and alleys for a quarter of an hour or two.

    The kidnapper who once told Zhang Luo that they were "not the Jurchens" got anxious and called out to his companions:

    "What should I do? There is no way ahead. The soldiers behind are about to catch up."

    "How about, let's run?!"

    "No way. What Mr. Alu ordered wasn't done, how can I go back?"

    Zhang Luo felt that he might even have the idea of ??tearing up the ticket, so he hummed in the back:

    "Two big brothers, the little girl doesn't mind running with you."

    "Stop talking nonsense! Waitreally?"

    "Yes. If you meet soldiers, I can tell you that I am here to watch the lights, and you two are my followers."

    Zhang Luo fooled the two northerners with shorter brain circuits.

    "That would be wonderful."

    Among them, one of them really stepped forward, released her from the sack twice, and helped Zhang Luo untie her.

    Zhang Luo discovered that these two people had appeared in the followers of the Jurchen mission.

    The vicious one was the deputy envoy who sat at the bottom of the mission and handed Zhang Luo the data file of Yanyun Seven States.

    He knew that Zhang Luo was cunning, so he couldn't help but look her up and down:

    "Is there any way for accountant Zhang to get out?"

    Zhang Luo looked at the lights behind the wall of the dead end, which made most of the night sky glow red. From time to time, fireworks would rise into the sky, so he greeted the talkative Jurchen, untied the horse from the cart, and climbed onto the horse by himself:

    "Let's go, the three of us go to see the lights."

    "this¡­¡­"

    "Aren't the streets full of people watching lights?" Zhang Luo pretended to be naive and smiled.

    At the entrance of the alley, there was the sound of footsteps of soldiers patrolling the street.

    Suspicious Jurchens and the Jurchens who untied Zhang Luo had no choice but to follow behind the horse, and together with Zhang Luo, passed by the small group of soldiers patrolling the street.

    Suddenly, Zhang Luo felt that he could hear the heartbeats of these two boys.  She squinted at the two of them from the corner of her eyes, and she had a plan in mind.

    When the three of them got out of the alley, made a turn, and went up the main street, they saw: several groups of soldiers coming from a distance, led by four or five Marquis Yu, all riding horses, people watching the lights on the street  In the pile, they were rampantly pushing and shoving.

    Artists wearing masks begging for money hid on both sides of the road in fright.

    The sweat on the heads of the two Jurchens who followed Zhang Luo, the bright one and the merchant.sp;How dare he say no, he just nodded quickly.

    "you¡­¡­"

    Zhang Luo didn't wait for Yue Yuhou to have a chance to criticize himself, so he spread his hands and said to the soldiers led by Yue Yuhou:

    "My lords, today is the Lantern Festival, everyone will see you, and everyone will have a share."

    After speaking, he distributed the things bought by the two Jurchens, you and I, to the soldiers of Yue Yuhou.

    Just as Yue Yuhou was about to tell everyone not to accept it, Zhang Luo put both hands into the front of his breastplate.

    He felt as if he had been struck by lightning when he was touched by the ice-like hands on his chest, and he didn't even know how to put his hands and feet down.

    In fact, Zhang Luo just wanted to give him the jade bead string and bring it back to his sister Yue Yunjiao.

    Immediately afterwards, when Yue Yuhou heard it, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.  He felt that people all over the street were laughing at him, so he staggered in fright, trampled down two or three strong men following him, and knocked over a dining table.

    I only heard several "Ai Ya!" and the sound of crackling bowls falling to the ground.

    Now, Yu Hou's soldiers secretly covered their mouths and laughed.

    Even the talkative Jurchen secretly abducted the vicious one:

    "Why do I feel that the nobleman treats this concubine very well?"

    The bearded brother who chased after two small groups of people, but was hiding behind the candy mouse stall, also drooped his eyelids.

    The head of the Jurchen who had arguing with him just now had two mouthfuls:

    "My lord, if you don't bring her back to our Jurchen tent, sooner or later it will belong to someone else."

    ""

    Ever since he knew that Guo Xianren was not an "immortal", Brother Huzi had already had deep doubts about the fate that the old Guo Xianren told his father that "I" would "betray the tribe and be killed by the tribe".

    His thoughts of returning to the Jurchen also sprouted.

    However, can Zhang Luo adapt to the white mountains and black waters?

    "My lord, why are you still hesitating?"

    Just as the head of the Jurchens was about to urge Brother Beard to go over and pick up Zhang Luo, he saw a few envoys from the imperial city coming this way on white horses.

    "Ah, accountant Zhang is indeed as Guo Xianren said, by the Bianliang River"

    The eunuchs are very good at pretending. Although there is still some distance from the river, and they came here after hearing the news from Yue Yuhou, they gave all the credit to Guo Xianren.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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