Handsome to the Point of Death

After a long talk with Father Wei, Xu Zhi returned to the room. This room was not his "new house" with Liu Yu. For various reasons, he moved out a few days after marriage and moved into the next room. Liu Yu is a truly unnamed couple. Fortunately, the servants of Weifu are honest people, and no one will chew their tongues in front of outsiders, and this has not spread.

Moreover, even if it is said that the relationship between the princess and the horse is cold, it is nothing, after all, people used to take this wedding as a joke.

As usual, Xu Zhi and Liu Yu could not say a few words a day. Today I heard that Xu Zhi was going to release Jingzhou, and Liu Yu took the initiative to talk to him.

"You going to Jingzhou?"

Xu Zhi put away the drawings on the table and gave him a slight glance, "Well."

Liu Yu pursed her lips, her voice trembling: "Why don't you tell me earlier? If I didn't receive the news today, would I be blinded if you left?"

Xu Zhi looked at him with a smile. "So what do I have to do to file a report with the princess?"

Liu Yu was silent and his emotions stabilized. "Of course, don't forget, we are husband and wife."

"Well, I'm going to work in Jingzhou, and leave early in the morning." Xu Zhi shrugged. "You know now."

"... Zhao ... Wei Zhaoze, you weren't like that before." Liu Yuxuan clenched, "I thought ..."

"What do you think?" Xu Zhi suddenly clasped his wrists, leaned down and pressed him against the wall, his eyes stared. "Why do you think, Liu Yu, don't take yourself too seriously."

The man's shadow completely covered him, and the feeling of depression struck instantly. Liu Yu's pupils shrank, and he could not speak for a while.

It wasn't until he walked out the door that he understood why he was so angry that Wei Zhaoze suddenly left Beijing.

His greatest reliance is his incomparable memories of his last life, and he has hidden himself as much as possible since his rebirth. He continued to endure in Wei ’s family, and did not let some things fall out of track. Make him panic.

As if there was something, he was gradually out of his control, and his future was back to blank.

He hated this feeling.

-

Early the next morning, he bid farewell to his parents and brought a few followers, and Xu Zhi hurriedly set off on his way to office.

In fact, Xu Zhi didn't want to rush this way. However, the seat of Jingzhou Prefectural Government has been vacant for a month, and a lot of things have been backed up. People are urgently required to fill it in. Besides, there is a time limit for officials to serve. Responsibility, under such circumstances, there is not so much attention on the road, day and night, only to get to Jingzhou and make some arrangements.

From Beijing to Jingzhou, all the way down, the road is far away, and many of them are mountain roads. Xu Zhi is not accustomed to riding in a carriage. He also rides on horses just like the followers. Several times, he almost fell down, and the followers trembled and asked him to ride a horse carriage. Xu Zhi secretly compared it. He still felt that the same carriage as a roller coaster was more uncomfortable, so he insisted on riding.

Xu Zhi said: As a man of great standing, he never fears any challenge. This is the same as when he learned cycling in elementary school. He fell a few times and became proficient.

After seven days of driving this way, it is not far from Jingzhou. Xu Zhi now has no bent back, and his legs are not sour. He is refreshed, his eyes are bright, he runs horses fast, and he is **** with a cloth belt. The hair rose in the wind, but there was some Lingyun arrogance.

That's right, Xu Zhi's riding finally crossed the entry level and got the new skills proficient in riding.

"Sir, cross this mountain, we can go to Jingzhou tomorrow. Is there an inn in front of it? Will you rest there tonight?" The follower Mo Yun came back and proposed.

It was getting late, and watching a few people around looked tired, Xu Zhi nodded: "Well, then go to the inn." After speaking the whip, he took the lead in the direction that Mo Yun said, and the horseshoe splashed all the way dust.

Adults are really energetic. On the way, there is no coquettishness of scholars, but there is a bold atmosphere of martial arts. Mo Yun and a few people looked at each other, sincerely admiring.

This is a small inn located on the side of a mountain road. When Xu Zhi and his party walked in, they only sat a few guests in twos and twos. Two excited young men and women who shot the table and laughed from time to time, a pair of young men and women with long swords. , And a man in black sitting with his back to them in the corner alone.

Xu Zhi walked to the counter to book a room, ordered a table, and greeted a few followers to sit down.

Mo Yun hurriedly said, "Sir, how can we, as identities--"

"It's okay," Xu Zhi waved his hand. "Where can I be so particular about going out?"

The followers finally sat down and looked flattered.

Xu Zhi is not trying to make them understand the principle of "Everyone is equal", just to see that they have been racing for a day, they are exhausted, they can feel free to do so.

After a while, the two guys sitting on the side seemed to see something funny, and yelled loudly, "Hey, isn't this the second son of Lin? Why, take your copper plates for food again?" ? "

Xu Zhi looked towards the counter, and saw a teenager wearing a burlap shirt, who looked like 13 or 14 years old, blushed and groped for something, while the boss looked coldly.

The teenager turned on his body for a long time, it seemed that he had lost his money, and he looked so anxious that the two guys laughed even more.

"Madam, me, I lost my coin, can you—"

"No money? No money, get out of here, we don't take white food."

The boy lowered his head, his thin body was shaking, and was about to step out of the inn. A loud cry came out from his stomach.

"Haha, I didn't expect your son Lin to be here today, are you hungry? Come, my brother will give you something to eat, but you have to climb over from here." A big man stood up and pointed to his cricket.

The boy stood in place for a long time, and finally came to him without a word, bent his knees, and was about to kneel, but stood up with a strong hand.

Mo Yun glanced expressionlessly at the two guys and handed a bun to the teenager. "Eat. Our master gave it to you."

A big man was about to get angry, but was pulled by a companion next to him, implying that he was paying attention to the people sitting there, especially the one in the middle. It was not easy to look at it, but it was better not to provoke it.

The young man took a bite of food and gave Mo Yun a grateful glance. Then he came forward and knelt in front of Xu Zhi, choking, "Benefactor!"

Xu Zhi's eyelids jumped, signaled Mo Yun to pull him up, and coughed softly, "No need."

However, the boy refused to stand up and sobbed with red eyes, until Xu Zhi leaned down before he stood up.

The boy said something of gratitude again, and finally got a bun again, before bowing deeply and leaving the inn.

Xu Zhi sighed, turned his head to talk to Mo Yun, and suddenly turned his eyes to the man in black in the corner.

Although the man in black is tall and looks young, he has a sharp cheekbones and shaky eyes, and is born with a very vicious look.

They stared at each other for a few seconds, and both looked away casually.

-

Early the next morning, after having breakfast, Xu Zhi and his party set off again.

After walking for more than an hour, Mo Yun suddenly caught up with him on horseback: "Sir, someone has been following us all the time."

"Oh?" Xu Zhi stopped, frowning and looked back, and sure enough he saw a dark shadow moving on a horse, not slow.

Xu Zhi thought for a few moments and simply ordered several people to stop and wait for that person to come over.

When the man approached, a face exposed to the sun, Xu Zhi thought, Sure enough, it was the strange black man I saw in the inn last night.

The man in black got off the horse, carrying a long knife on his back, stepped over, standing in front of Xu Zhi, his eyes condensed, and his murderous spirit overflowed. Several people around Xu Zhi were involuntarily nervous and clenched their hands Weapon.

Seeing him standing upright, he didn't even speak, Xu Zhi raised his eyebrows and said, "This brother, is there something wrong?"

The man didn't speak.

"Brother Taiwan also went to Jingzhou?"

The man still didn't speak, he pointed to his mouth.

"... you, can't speak?"

The man nodded, and suddenly took out a yellow purse from his arms. The embroidered pattern Xu Zhi looked familiar. He touched the waist, where the purse originally hung there had disappeared.

When the man saw that he wasn't answering, he stretched out a bit and made a mouthful: "Your."

Emotions The man turned out to be a good man, and his belongings came.

Xu Zhi didn't know what was going on. Obviously, this man was horrible. He could read the true taste from the small black eyes. Maybe the man was born with a wicked face, he thought, The result was poached and thanked.

I thought things had accidentally left the inn, but when I saw the man moved his lips, he exaggerated his mouth shape: "Little ... boy ... steal ..."

The tall, fierce-faced man seriously made his mouth shape, inexplicably giving him a weird feeling.

Xu Zhi also understood the meaning he wanted to express. It was nothing more than the boy who stole his money bag while he was not ready last night. Xu Zhi sighed, and smiled at the man, saying: "So it is, thank you . "

The man in black nodded ruthlessly and turned on his horse. Just when Xu thought he was about to leave, the man in black turned his face again, and his eyes seemed to say, "Why don't you go?"

Xu Zhi: ...

In this way, the team somehow had a black man of unknown origin. Until he arrived in Jingzhou, the man continued to follow Xu Zhi unconsciously, and Xu Zhi could not help him. Although this man is dumb, he has martial arts. Gao Qiang suddenly felt strange, always put around for a while, maybe there was something unexpected to discover, and then it was no good. With that fierce face and the value of force, it was not a loss to raise a thug.