Bind health system after exile

When Yang Zhaoquan launched his attack, Wu Zhenming and Yanchang were waiting in the corridor for a long time.

Wu Zhenming ran a few steps quickly, pushed Gan Shouyuan to the ground with a flying body, and reached out to chop him unconscious. Yanchang picked Yang Zhaoquan up from the ground and carried him directly on his back.

Although several people tried their best to move as gently as possible, the sound of an adult man falling to the ground still attracted the guards. Wu Zhenming and Yanchang fought with them and knocked down three of them, but one still managed to escape.

Wu Zhenming stopped Yanchang's urge to stab Gan Shouyuan to death, and lifted him up from the ground, but his eyes were on Yang Zhaoquan's legs. He moved his lips, but finally said nothing.

Yang Zhaoquan caught his gaze, but the situation was urgent at the moment, so he did not reply immediately. Dragging these broken legs would make it very inconvenient for him to sit in the army or mount a horse to kill the enemy.

"There are three secret passages here. The man just escaped through the one under the west wall. There are not enough manpower in Gan Mansion, so it is impossible to guard all the troops. If you retreat from Gan Shouyuan's main house within half a stick of incense, you may still be injured.

And retreat."

Wu Zhenming nodded in agreement and leaned over to check Yan Fu's injuries. Yang Zhaoquan also motioned to Yan Chang to get closer to Yan Fu.

The scene in the corner made Yanchang, a man accustomed to life and death, couldn't help but turn his eyes away. Wu Zhenming stepped aside and shook his head at Yang Zhaoquan.

After all, they arrived a step too late.

Yanchang placed Yang Zhaoquan next to Yanfu and asked him to hold Yanfu's shapeless hand.

These hands once held the hilt of the sword and withstood the fatal blows from countless enemies. They also held hands with colleagues and pulled him and Yanji up from the ground again and again. These hands once patted his shoulders, as cordial as brothers in the family.

powerful.

But now, it seemed like its phalanges had been removed, like five dirty short hemp ropes, curled up beside the man's side.

"I, Yang Zhaoquan, hereby promise you that I will never betray your loyalty. The day when things are done and you return to Beijing, it will be the time when your family will leave their country and become wealthy."

Yan Fu tried hard to control his facial muscles, but could no longer say anything. He used his last bit of strength to stare at Yang Zhaoquan. As the light in his eyes went out little by little, his eyelids slowly closed.

"Your Highness, it's time to go!"

Wu Zhenming took off his outer robe and covered Yan Fu's head, which was the last bit of his dignity. Then he immediately carried the unconscious Gan Shouyuan on his back and ran towards the secret passage.

Yanchang carried Yang Zhaoquan on his back, but did not forget to call Yanji up.

Although Yanji suffered some flesh wounds on his upper body, he was able to run without any hindrance. At this time, he was so focused on escaping that even the pain he suffered was not worth mentioning.

When the soldiers heard that their husband was in danger, chaos arose. The group was leaderless and had no one to direct them. They could only hold up torches and search for intruders. Fearing that the thieves would lead people to escape, the guards focused on guarding all exits. In contrast,

, the houses of the nobles were not well guarded.

In the midst of the chaos, they entered Gan Yiwen's courtyard and entered the main house with almost no effort. The way a few people broke in the door scared the maid, and Gan Yiwen, who had gone through such a turmoil, was dragged away by them in a state of confusion.

Wu Zhenming deliberately walked at the end, using Gan Shouyuan on his back as a human shield. With Gan Shi's brother and sister in charge, even if the soldiers' arrows were already on the strings, they could not fire them hastily.

The four of them dragged Gan Shouyuan and Gan Yiwen out of the mansion without any danger, and finally met up with the people who had been waiting outside the mansion.

When the leading soldier saw Wu Zhenming, his gloomy face finally showed a little joy. He came up to meet Wu Zhenming, and without even having time to salute, he explained the situation clearly.

As Wu Zhenming had expected, Gan Mansion was not heavily guarded because the entire Wenliang City was behind it.

After the escaped guard came up, Gan Mansion sent a group of people to report the news to the officers and soldiers guarding the city. At that time, the city gate was under martial law, and they were preparing to catch turtles in an urn.

Yanchang was so anxious that he raised his hand and pointed directly at Gan Shouyuan: "If he doesn't let us leave, we will threaten his life!"

He deeply hated what Gan Shouyuan did to Yanfu. If Wu Zhenming hadn't insisted on keeping him useful, Yanchang would have wanted to kill him with a knife as soon as he got close.

Gan Shouyuan was hit hard and his head was still a little dazed. Yanchang's words immediately woke him up six or seven minutes.

Hearing this, he raised his head from Wu Zhenming's back and smiled casually: "The person guarding the city is General Huben. Even if he threatens me, there is nothing he can do. If I were to be buried here today, I would have to pull him.

All of you are with me."

Yang Zhaoquan had already mounted the horse with the help of Yanchang, and his lower body was firmly tied to the horse. At first glance, he still looked healthy and powerful.

He clapped his hands and asked someone to escort Gan Yiwen up.

The woman's hair was disheveled, and a Hetian jade hairpin that was moist all over her body was leaning to the side, teetering on the edge, but her hands were cut behind her back and she couldn't spare the energy to straighten it up. Tears were streaming down her face, and the powder she had applied carefully was almost washed away, and even the painting

The good eyebrow peaks are also blurry.

Gan Shouyuan could hardly tell that the person in front of him was his sister who had always been delicate and elegant.

"Wen'er?!"

When several people kidnapped Gan Yiwen, he was still unconscious. Now that he saw his sister for the first time, his mind was in a trance and in a state of confusion.

Gan Yiwen raised her face. Although there were no injuries on her body, her eyes were confused and red, and her face was swollen from crying.

"elder brother!"

Maybe it was because she had cried too much before, but her voice was hoarse now. Her eyes looking at Gan Shouyuan were full of hope and help. She didn't know what kind of threats and frights she had received.

Yanji shook her head when she saw it. Not to mention threatening to beat Gan Yiwen, they didn't even touch her with a finger. Why was she crying like this? Her brother had pulled out two of her fingernails, and she didn't even cry out in pain.

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Gan Shou Yuanzhi knew that his sister had a delicate personality, but just one look at her made his whole heart tremble with pain. His heartache and pity turned into anger towards Yang Zhaoquan almost in an instant.

He raised his head and stared at Yang Zhaoquan, his eyes almost bloodshot.

"Wen'er is just a woman, why did you drag her into this! The majestic King Wei is now using a woman as a hostage! Yang Zhaoquan, you are so despicable!"

"When you mention my wife, you should have thought of this moment."

Yang Zhaoquan spoke calmly.

"I remember Mr. Gan Lang once said that if a person has value, he will naturally have a destiny. I wonder how much your sister is worth in your heart?"

Gan Shouyuan clenched his molars and said nothing.

Yang Zhaoquan signaled his men to tie Gan Shouyuan's hands and feet and tie him horizontally to the horse. The soldiers moved quickly, and in just three or five strokes, Gan Shouyuan was tied up with five large flowers and placed on the saddle like a sack.

"From here to the city gate, you have nearly a stick of incense to consider. If we are unable to leave the city today, my sister's life will not be guaranteed."

As expected, there were all officers and soldiers above and below the city gate. The bows were fully drawn and the swords were unsheathed. General Huben stood with his elite troops at the foot of the city, with a tall horse under his crotch and a red-tasseled double-hook gun in his hand, waiting for them to approach.

Seeing Yang Zhaoquan sitting firmly on the horse, General Huben was shocked, but when he saw the straps, he felt relieved again. He just said that this King Wei has always been able to solve problems with his fists, so there is no need to talk with words. If he hadn't been lame

, it is not necessary to use women as hostages.

"Common man Yang Zhaoquan disobeys the emperor's orders and escapes privately. I, the general, are here to arrest him, so why don't you get off your horse quickly?"

Yang Zhaoquan gently pulled the reins, led the horse's head to turn, and asked Wu Zhenming to let Gan Shouyuan down and untie him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Ganlang."

He said lightly, and someone escorted Gan Yiwen forward. The edge of a dagger touched her fragile neck. The cold touch on the beating blood vessels caused two more lines of tears to flow from the corners of her eyes.

Gan Yiwen watched her brother walking towards General Huben. The figure that had always been tall and straight now looked a little stooped. She had always relied on the favor of her father and brother to do whatever she wanted, even though she was lawless, she insisted on getting Yang Zhaoquan.

Both her father and brother were opposed to this trip north, but they couldn't control their temper and still took her with them. As a result, everything I did now turned out to be giving away my brother's weakness to others, hurting myself and my loved ones.

She looked back at the man she regarded as a god, and her voice was no longer as delicate and moving as before.

"Brother Quan is really so cruel?"

This time Yang Zhaoquan did not ignore her question, he stared into Gan Yiwen's eyes.

"Now that things have come to this, Mrs. Gan should let go of her obsession and face the reality. Mr. Yang has no intention of you, so stop harboring any assumptions."

Yang Zhaoquan negotiated with Gan Yiwen, and General Huben also listened to Gan Shouyuan's request. He stabbed the double hook gun into the ground, and a cloud of sand and dust suddenly rose from the ground.

"You asked me to let him go?!"

His eyes widened, and the spit foam almost hit Gan Shouyuan's face.

"Now that his legs are disabled and there is no one around him, it's a great time to capture him! This is a serious problem for the Prime Minister. If we let him go now, and wait for him to revive the army and cure his leg disease, wouldn't it be like letting the tiger go back to the mountain, with endless troubles in the future?"

Gan Shouyuan had already anticipated General Huben's reaction. He motioned General Huben to lean down and whispered a few words next to him.

General Huben's expression turned from surprise to doubt. He looked at Gan Shouyuan up and down with doubt on his face.

"Are you trying to help him get out of trouble?"

Gan Shouyuan smiled bitterly: "He used Wen'er as a threat. We are incompatible with each other, why should I help him?"

General Huben glanced at Gan Yiwen, who was almost on the verge of collapse. He knew that Gan Shouyuan treated his sister like jewels and would never be willing to use her as bait. Thinking of this, he became less suspicious.

Although he was still unwilling to let Yang Zhaoquan go like this, he had no choice but to do so. General Huben waved his spear and shouted loudly.

"Open the city gate!"

What Yanji saw in front of him was completely beyond his expectation.

All the fighting and the outnumbered struggle did not happen. When the gates of Wenliang City were opened and the soldiers who defended the city made way, Yanji still felt like he was in a dream.

He approached Yanchang blankly, his eyes passing over Gan Yiwen, who was still sobbing.

"If General Huben doesn't respond, will Lang Jun really kill Mrs. Gan?"

Yanchang was helpless. Is this what he should ask now? But he hesitated for a few times and was reluctant to scold this child who had just escaped from prison. Finally, he opened his mouth to explain after leaving the city gate.

"The dagger that resisted Mrs. Gan was not sharpened at all. Lang Jun did this for an extra layer of protection, and at the same time, it also stopped Mrs. Gan from thinking."

He rode beside Wu Zhenming and remembered what he had said before.

"If Mr. Gan Lang or General Hu Ben doesn't respond," he sighed, "then there will be someone else outside the city to respond. The person responsible for delivering the message is equipped with bells and flying trumpet arrows. Using the sound as a signal, they will attack both inside and outside. That is

Even if you risk your life, you have to fight your way out."

Yanji nodded. He subconsciously turned around to look at Yanfu, but behind him were all soldiers walking neatly. There was no longer the serious and kind-hearted big brother.

His throat was blocked, and the life of the guards was like ants and weeds. They were like trembling lamp beans. If any powerful man took a heavy breath, there would be only a wisp of smoke left.

Yanji stared at Yang Zhaoquan's back, wondering what the man they guarded with their lives was thinking at the moment.

Wu Zhenming walked in the front and stayed by Yang Zhaoquan's side. Although he was worried about his health, in order to protect the prince's face, he still restrained himself from asking questions. Even when riding a horse, he was always careful to stay two steps behind to show his status.

Don't.

The late emperor may have been worried that his son's background would bring a psychological shadow to him, so when he was still alive, he always reminded his son that his status was noble and should not be compared with ordinary people. This kind of education enabled His Highness to develop a higher-than-average personality as a child.

of arrogance.

Before Wu Zhenming, the late emperor had also arranged personal guards of appropriate age for His Highness, but after all, they were only children, and most of them did not have that strong sense of hierarchy.

The iron-beating prince and the smooth-tempered bodyguard. In the end, only he who never went beyond the pale remained.

But this time, Yang Zhaoquan gave him a very different feeling. His pride was still there, but his arrogance was greatly reduced, and he even became much more approachable.

"Why don't Your Highness go back to Yuxing to rest first, and then discuss it with the generals after you recover."

Yang Zhaoquan waved his hand. He knew that Wu Zhenming had good intentions, but at the moment, he still had something to worry about. If he was not satisfied, it would be difficult for him to concentrate on the next big thing.

"The attack on the border of Ningshi was not an accident. How Gan Shouyuan learned about his whereabouts has not yet been determined. A thousand-mile embankment was destroyed by an ant nest. Keep this matter alive for fear of future troubles."

What came to Yang Zhaoquan's mind over and over again was the sack on Qin Shu's brow and the fists and kicks hitting her.

"Take the troops and let's go to Ningshi."

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