I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

Black flags fluttered in the wind, and neatly-formed cavalry appeared at the end of the official road.

Zhang Liang's heartbeat quickened upon seeing this. He took a deep breath and kept urging Gan Fu, "Quick, find a good position. Aim for the carriage pulled by six horses. Do you hear me?"

"Got it, sir, don't worry, I will definitely hit it!"

Ganfu said this, raising the big hammer in his hand.

He has not been idle during this period.

I practice my accuracy in throwing objects from high altitudes every day, and now I have at least a 70% chance of hitting the golden car.

Dust rose, horses' hooves flew, and the parade team walked slowly on the official road in a long line.

near, near.

Zhang Liang and Gan Fu crouched on the top of the hill, their eyes fixed on the carriages of the parade team.

After an unknown amount of time, Ganfu's voice suddenly rang out.

"Sir, isn't that right? Look at that carriage over there..."

Han Xin followed his finger and looked in the direction of the convoy.

After the cavalry, there followed a golden carriage with six carriages, all of which had red-speckled wheels and two heavy hubs.

At first glance, it was obviously Ying Zheng's carriage.

But! ! !

Who can tell him why there are five of the same carriages!

Five in total!

How is this still playing?

How could he know which carriage Ying Zheng was sitting in?

This is this...

urgent!

Thinking about how smooth the journey had been, he didn't expect that at the last critical moment, God suddenly stopped blessing him!

Is it too late for him to make a wish now?

Or draw lots and ask God?

The patrol team slowly approached, Zhang Liang's heart was in his throat, and Gan Fu also clenched the big hammer in his hand, staring nervously at the bottom.

Dry!

Zhang Liang fumbled around anxiously, broke off a branch from the side, and broke it into five pieces of different lengths. He asked Gan Fu to take it behind him, shuffle the order, and then hold it into a ball and hold it out.

May God bless you and our ancestors bless you.

Zhang Liang kept praying in his heart, closed his eyes, and pulled a branch from Gan Fu's hand.

Uh……

The shortest one.

but……

He seemed to have forgotten the order.

"Sir, is this the first or the last one?"

Zhang Liang blinked guiltily, "The last one... right?"

The two looked at each other in the eye.

In the end, it was Zhang Liang who made the final decision to smash the last one!

The white clouds were floating and the sun was scorching. Gan Fu's palms were full of sweat as he held the hammer. He wiped his body with his hands and then wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeves.

"Sir, I'm coming."

A...

Two...

In the inconspicuous carriage, Su Jinyue and Ying Zheng sat face to face.

"Father, why doesn't Zhang Liang throw the stone?"

She held her chin up in boredom.

The main reason is that the carriage is too small.

Every day she had to watch her father review memorials and work overtime, which was nowhere near as comfortable as her carriage.

Ying Zheng put down the memorial in his hand and looked at Su Jinyue with understanding.

How could he not know San'er's lazy nature?

"Soon, in the next two days."

He hid the haze in his eyes and chuckled: "Who knows, he might be watching us from above right now~"

"Then let's bow to show respect, hehe..."

"You, naughty~"

The father and daughter were laughing and joking in the carriage, but before they stopped laughing, they were interrupted by a loud noise.

A huge iron hammer weighing 120 pounds flew out from the top of the hillside and hit Ying Zheng's secondary carriage directly, and wood chips flew everywhere in an instant.

"Here it comes!" Ying Zheng's expression changed. He lifted the curtain with his index finger, narrowed his eyes, and looked forward.

"There is an assassin!" The guard team was the first to sound the alarm, and the entire army instantly went into a state of alert, with soldiers rushing into the dense forests on both sides like a tide.

Zhang Liang on the top of the mountain had no time to check the situation below and directly ordered Gan Fu to retreat.

"Run, run!"

Upon hearing this, Gan Fu immediately carried Zhang Liang on his shoulders and ran down the mountain.

It was a route they had run several times before, and their figures quickly disappeared among the trees.

While waiting for the escort team to arrive, all they found was that huge cave.

"Your Majesty, I was incompetent and let the thief escape."

Ying Zheng had already moved from the small car to his own golden car.

He waved away the kneeling Wei Langling who was apologizing before him, and turned to look at the Langzhongling and Heijialing standing aside. He said in a low voice: "How is it? Have you sent the person out?"

The doctor-in-chief immediately nodded and replied, "We have arranged for two people to leave by boat from the south."

"Okay." Ying Zheng moved his body back, supported the armrest with his left hand, and bent two fingers of his right hand, placed them on the table, and kept tapping.

Knock, knock, knock——

The knocking sound continued, Ying Zheng was lost in thought, and his breathing became heavier.

The atmosphere became increasingly depressing. Langzhong Ling and Heijia Ling lowered their heads silently, quietly waiting for Ying Zheng's decision.

After a while, a majestic voice sounded above their heads.

"Today, we were attacked in Bolingsha. I was injured and stopped moving forward. Aside from you two and the Emperor, I will not be meeting any other ministers. The patrol team will be resting in Yangwu County."

Ying Zheng suddenly withdrew his finger and, with a scornful look in his eyes, he gave the order, "Go behind the scenes and spread the news of Zhang Liang and his men's escape."

"Yes, I will obey your orders!"

The Doctor and the Black Armor Commander immediately clasped their fists and left.

For a moment, the entire patrol team entered a state of martial law.

The ministers who were originally anxiously trying to find out the news felt that something was wrong when they saw Wei Lang suddenly appearing around them.

what's the situation?

Your Majesty is injured?

What should I do? How is His Majesty?

Do they want to cry?

No, no, no, it's too unlucky to cry at this time, and you will definitely be pissed off.

It is best to have tears in your eyes that are about to fall, so as to express the anxiety in your heart.

"Your Majesty, we want to see Your Majesty!"

"How is His Majesty? Why are you stopping us from entering?"

In front of the Golden Root Chariot, the guards, wearing heavy armor and holding long spears, stood in circles, surrounding the Golden Root Chariot tightly and blocking the ministers who were anxious and wanted to go in to check on Ying Zheng's condition.

Li Si, Wei Liao and several other powerful officials stood outside the encirclement of the Wei Lang soldiers, their faces as gloomy as the sky before a storm.

The sleeves of their clothes rustled in the wind. Li Si and the others frowned and confronted the doctor-in-chief with serious expressions.

Li Si finally couldn't hold back any longer, took a step forward, and asked sternly: "Law Master, what is the situation with His Majesty now? What is your intention in stopping us like this?" His voice echoed in the empty sand dunes, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the sob in his voice.

Wei Liao was beside him, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the hilt of the sword, making a light "thump thump" sound, as if tapping on everyone's tense heartstrings.

Wei Langling bowed slightly, then held his sword horizontally before him and replied word by word, "Your Majesty is in poor health and needs to rest and recuperate. No one is allowed to enter without a decree."