I Don’t Want To Be the Emperor

Chapter 371 Interrogation

There is no meal in front of us, but because there have been a lot of merchants, civilians, officers and soldiers traveling from north to south in recent days, and we are tired from traveling all the way, the first thing we do after arriving in Ankang City is to find a place to eat.

 Therefore, there are quite a lot of people coming in and out of the restaurant.

  After drinking too much, he became sleepy. Sun Chongde's eyelids moved up and down uncontrollably, but he couldn't help but look at the people coming in and out to see if there was anyone he knew.

Not far away, a driver driving a carriage caught his idea.

The coachman was wearing a shabby white blouse, his face was gray, the wrinkles on his forehead were zigzag, but his eyes were bright and lively.

 He feels weird no matter how he looks at it.

 “That’s not right, that’s not right,”

 He kept shaking his head and said, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

Pork Rong burped and said, "A driver pulling a cart, what's so interesting about it?"

“He did not swing the whip correctly and used too much force. If he hit it like this, the animals would be easily frightened.”

Sun Chongde frowned and said, "The shouting sound is not breathy, it doesn't sound like a coachman."

 “Why do you know so well?”

Pork Rong said curiously.

“Because I used to be a coachman for the prince, and my father was also a coachman. I have been driving animals since I was five years old.”

Sun Chongde looked at the man in the distance coldly and said, "Although I am not very old, I have been driving a carriage for more than 20 years. Not only do I know all the drivers in Ankang City, but I also basically know them all."

 “Perhaps he is new to the industry?”

Pork Rong said carelessly, "Look at that horse, it's so thin that it's as thin as a mule. It can't pull goods at all. It seems like it doesn't understand anything at first glance."

"That's wrong, that's a Xihuang horse. It doesn't have a single hair on its body. In Ankang City, such a horse should have at least this number."

Sun Chongde yawned and raised a finger.

 “Twelve?”

Zhu Rong saw him shaking his head and continued to guess, "One hundred taels?"

crazy?

Such a dead horse. "

"No,"

Sun Chongde continued to shake his head and said, "It's one thousand taels."

Pork Rong almost shouted out, but when he saw Sun Chengde giving him a silence sign, he lowered his voice and said, "This is a **** money grab."

Sun Chongde continued, "And this horse is still a gelding."

 “Isn’t this normal?”

Zhu Rong said curiously, "People's families still groom pigs."

As he spoke, he couldn't continue, as if he had realized something.

Ordinary people can groom pigs, but they will never groom cows and horses easily!

 Especially expensive horses!

 Save it for breeding!

Even in the Sanhe Army, they are reluctant to ride geldings, and one person rides two horses. There cannot be no horse sons among so many military horses, right?

 A ghost place like Sanhe is extremely expensive to buy, not to mention that sometimes there may not be a place to buy it.

In order to cultivate horse sons, the Sanhe cavalry relied on their skill to suppress the stallions.

He said with Wang Ye himself that he was not a big dog, and he was reluctant to be a horse.

 Only those from a wealthy family with docile horses can easily gel them.

 The old man in front of me is definitely not a rich man at first glance!

 “Such a broken carriage frame, matched with such a good horse,”

Sun Chongde snorted coldly, "Don't you think it's weird?"

 “It’s a little weird,”

When Zhu Zhurong heard his analysis, he couldn't help but nodded and said, "Unless it's driving a car for a wealthy family, but damn, which wealthy family would use such a broken frame?"

 “The most important thing is that he knows martial arts,”

Sun Chongde held his eyes open and said, "This is not Sanhe. In Ankang City, anyone who has a little bit of skill will not do such a humble job as driving a cart.

 I will go over to meet him, and you will be by my side. If the momentum is not right, then "

Just when he was about to blow the whistle because the momentum was wrong, he saw two idiots, Yu Shih and Cui Gengsheng, squatting at a roadside stall drinking. Yu Shih held a jar, and Ah-Dai looked at it eagerly, for fear of being drunk all at once. Before he could take a few sips, he grabbed it and poured it directly into his mouth.

 Sun Chongde looked funny. With these two idiots here, there was no need to greet others. Unless the old man was a great master, otherwise there was no need to think about running away.

Pork Rong also saw these two people and walked towards them unsteadily with his hands behind his back.

The old man looked at Sun Chongde who was approaching slowly and said with a smile, "Little brother, do you want to use a car?"

Sun Chongde looked at the old man again, and then said, "I want to transport a batch of medicinal materials to Saibei. This is a long journey and requires an experienced driver. I wonder how many years the old man has been driving?"

 “The old man has been driving a car all his life,”

After the old man finished speaking proudly, he changed the topic and said, "It's just that the old man is old and can't bear such a long journey. My little brother should find another place."

 “Oh, that’s right.”

Sun Chongde looked at the old man's tiger's mouth and suddenly grabbed the old man's wrist.

The old man instinctively wanted to hide, but in an instant, the hand that had been dodged returned to its original position, and his wrist was pinched by Sun Chengde.

Sun Chongde smiled and said, "Your hand is clearly holding a knife, but it doesn't look like the hand holding a whip?"

“Little brother, have you drunk too much?

 Just joking,"

The old man said calmly, "Where do you live? I'll do you a favor and take you home."

Sun Chongde spread his left palm in front of the old man and said with a smile, "This is the hand holding the reins. I bet you don't have it."

“Little brother, are you trying to get into trouble with the old man?”

 The old man's tone gradually became sinister.

 “What if I say yes?”

Sun Chongde’s right hand grabbed his wrist and did not let go.

 “Then don’t blame me”

Before the old man finished speaking, his face suddenly twisted, and then he trembled all over and said, "What kind of weird skill are you doing? What on earth have you done to me!"

 The voice gradually became a little trembling.

 “How can I dare to walk in the world without any skills?”

“Hmph, heretics, evil spirits, want to catch me too.”

The old man shouted loudly, his left hand turned into a claw, and he grabbed directly towards Sun Chongde's throat.

Sun Chongde shook off his wrist with his right hand and was about to step away, but he was a step too late and watched helplessly as the five fingers landed on his heart.

 “Boy, you’re looking for death, you can’t blame me.”

The old man thrust his five fingers in hard, and then when he was about to squeeze hard, a strong wind came from behind. Based on his feeling, he felt that it was extremely dangerous. If he didn't avoid it, even if he killed this kid, he would definitely die. At the funeral.

Hurryly, he took his hand out of Sun Chongde's belly, narrowly avoiding the strong wind behind him.

 Everything is between the sparks of calcium carbide.

 When he turned around, he saw a fat man smiling stupidly at him.

Before Sun Chongde fell to the ground, he heard a loud whistle.

 “I saved your life, you have to buy me a drink.”

Putting a palm on his back, his whole body felt warm and the pain was no longer so painful. In a daze, he seemed to hear Dumb's voice.

He wanted to say hello, but couldn't say anything.

 (End of this chapter)