The Transmigrated Life of a Salty Fish Family

A horse-drawn carriage turned quickly in the street, and its body swayed continuously.

The Princess Consort of Prince Qi held the child in her arms tightly.

The mother and son were like helpless autumn leaves, blown by the cold wind.

Swaying from side to side.

I don’t know where the end is.

The Qi Prince's wife was in pain all over her body, especially on the outside of her arm.

She gritted her teeth and endured it without saying a word.

She knew this was her only chance to escape.

The King of Qi has rebelled.

They and their son fell into the hands of the King of England.

If the eunuch succeeds, the King of England may kill them to vent his anger when he is defeated.

If the plan fails, treason is an unforgivable crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of the clan.

No one can escape.

The carriage stopped suddenly and someone whispered something outside.

Before the Qi Prince's wife could react, the man impatiently lifted the curtain of the car and reached out to hug the child in her arms.

She was startled.

He tightened his arms, quickly stood up, and staggered out of the car.

The carriage drove away before he could even stand firmly.

They passed through a house.

The man handed them over to a woman.

The woman seemed to be more amiable, and she walked quickly while whispering soothing words.

They arrived at another house and the woman hid them in a wooden barrel.

The Princess of Qi suppressed her discomfort and covered the mouth of the crying child in her arms, preventing him from making any sound.

The barrel was lifted onto the truck.

Just like that, they took to the streets openly.

Put down again.

Then came the sound of a couple selling soup noodles.

From time to time, someone would come over and sit very close to them to drink soup and eat biscuits, and the chewing sounds seemed to be right next to their ears.

Familiar guests were talking about the fire in the British palace, and were thankful that the fire brigade arrived quickly and that not much of the house was burned, so it could be repaired and lived in again.

Some people say that if they have the time to repair it, they can just rebuild it. How can a prince’s house be the same as an ordinary person’s house, repairing it and passing it down from generation to generation?

Others said, "Do you know what was burned? It was the prince's yard. The prince's wife's family was very wealthy. Not much was stolen and not much was burned. The fire caused heavy losses."

Someone else came out and said that real gold is not afraid of fire, so it doesn't matter if other things are burned, the gold can always be picked out, and at least the bulk of it can be saved.

The Princess of Qi thought that for people of their status, the trivial things in the room were more valuable than gold and silver.

I don’t know how long it took.

The noise outside became louder.

The wooden barrel was moved onto the car again.

When I saw the daylight again, it was already high in the sky.

It was stuffy inside the barrel, and the mother and son huddled inside for a long time, looking very miserable.

"Princess Consort, young master, please bear with it for a moment." The speaker was the middle-aged man who rescued them. The Princess of Qi had an impression of him, and when she saw his face clearly, there was a little more light in her eyes.

Although they knew these people were saving them, they saw so many unfamiliar faces.

She couldn't help feeling afraid.

Nodding, she obediently was hidden in the box again.

It was moved several times.

The Princess of Qi listened carefully to the sounds outside.

Feel the slight swaying rhythm.

This is... getting on the boat?

……

"What a lot of work!" Yan Yu said with emotion: "The spies in Xizhou are really capable!"

They were not capable. They were able to sneak onto the ship that the Crown Princess took to the south to send gifts.

If they hadn't been prepared and kept a close eye on them all the way.

The Xizhou spies set up false formations several times, using the similar mother and son duo to lure away the pursuers, but they still followed them. Relying on their large numbers and their own territory, they tracked on multiple fronts, otherwise they might really miss the real target.

In particular, he hid the Princess Consort of Qi and the young master in a wooden barrel on the breakfast stall.

How bold!

The darkness under the lamp is used perfectly.

Who would have thought that it was just an ordinary little stall that was set up every day.

No one would touch that wooden barrel except the owner.

Just leave it there. The couple selling soup noodles were so busy that they seemed to have forgotten the extra wooden barrel they brought with them.

Then he packed up his stall and went to a carriage shop to find someone to repair the wheels.

That carriage and horse company was also run by the Xizhou spies.

The palace was short of carriages, so by chance they found this carriage company to help transport the goods onto the ship.

One thing leads to another, and Yan Xiangheng feels scared.

"If we hadn't happened to get the pigeon, and had known about the actions of the people from Xizhou in advance, what happened today would probably have happened if they had really rescued the people without us knowing."

It changed hands several times and moved to several places.

The bandits in Xizhou even set fire to confuse the public.

"Hahaha!" Yan Yu thought of the pigeons that used him as a transit rest stop. "God is helping us."

What can we say? Can we say that the pigeons are used to being caught? Or that they are used to eating?

"Since everyone is on the boat and the spies in the city have almost figured out the situation, why are you still here?" Yan Xiangheng asked puzzledly.

Yan Yu: "Brother, why are you so anxious? We have just found out what is going on in the city, but what about outside the city?"

"Uncle said that someone from Xizhou might come to support us." Yan Yu's expression became more serious. "No matter how they got here, it means that there is a loophole in our defense line. It may be just a small group that infiltrates and then merges, but if they cooperate with the Xizhou army from inside and outside, it will be a bit dangerous."

"Let them run for a while and see where they go from behind. I guess it's most likely not Gu Feng, but Chang Ping."

Yan Xiangheng pondered and asked, "Why? Gufeng is closer to Xizhou, right? Going from Gufeng to Xizhou or going to Leshan first and then to Xizhou, there are mountains everywhere and the terrain is complicated, making it easier to hide and avoid pursuers."

Yan Yu couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, with a little pride in his voice: "Because the prince of Qi was caught by taking this route, hehehe!"

Yan Xiangheng: …

There was also a smile in his eyes.

That's right.

learn from mistakes.

Xizhou has indeed suffered losses along this road.

Most likely I won't go again.

"Changping is a good place, close to Linhai Prefecture and several seaports. I asked the accountant, and he will go south with the ship this time. After the ship leaves Yongning, Gufeng will not stop, but will stop at Changping for supplies." Yan Yu added: "Of course, we must also guard against them getting off the ship. The mother and son of the Prince of Qi are hidden in a box. If there is some noise, we can find a shallow place to push them down. As long as there is someone underwater to pick them up, no one will know."

Yan Xiangheng looked at his sister with admiration.

He couldn't think of a way to escape.

"Who is leading the team at the port of Fucheng?" Yan Xiangheng only knew that Xiao Er had placed 500 soldiers at each of the four city gates.

But only she knows how it is arranged specifically.

"Wei San."

That’s right, Yan Yu used the Wei brothers.

Xiao'anying lacks generals who can lead troops into battle.

The Wei brothers, who came from a military family, just made up for this shortcoming.

There are four gates in the city, and each of the four brothers leads a team to guard one.

no more, no less.

Yan Yu has decided to develop them into his subordinates.

  How could General Yan not have capable subordinates? Now they are delivered to his doorstep!

"If it was Wei Xiaoqi, I would still be worried, but Wei San is very stable and won't make mistakes."

Yan Yu suddenly said, "Brother, leave this to me, you can go home."

Yan Xiangheng:?

"Xizhou is about to attack. The prince has sent someone to take my uncle to Huju. Although my father is here, he may not be able to stay if there is a transfer order. I am leading the troops outside and I don't know when I can return. My family and the village are all relying on you, big brother." (End of this chapter)