Fat man wipes sweat:

Taiping Gate, North City.

Five thousand men and horses were dressed neatly, with bright armor, holding spears, long swords and bows and arrows in their hands, straightening their chests and standing outside the Taiping Gate Archway. This was an elite soldier. The fat man specially transferred from Feng Qiudao's Longwu Army, and even Feng Qiudao himself was transferred out of the military camp and ordered him to escort Fang Zheng to the south of the Yangtze River. All the people and horses were controlled by the imperial envoy Fang Zheng.

The hundreds of guards who were with Fang Zheng held high the ceremonial guards of the imperial envoy, the yellow umbrella cover, the golden gourd scepter and the flags representing the emperor, swaying in the warm spring breeze, with awe-inspiring majestic momentum that made people look at it.

fear.

At the front of the team, a soldier held a large flag with yellow and black characters, with several large characters embroidered on it: "On behalf of the emperor's patrol, Fang"

Changping and Fang Zheng stood under the archway of Taiping Gate and looked at each other. Fang Zheng looked at Changping with guilt and said silly: "Baoer, you are pregnant. I shouldn't have left Beijing at this time, but I promise you that after I finish this errand, I will immediately rush back to the capital. I will accompany you and watch our child be born."

Chang Ping smiled faintly, but tears filled his eyes and said softly: "Husband, go to Jiangnan, be careful in everything. The emperor has told me the necessary to go this trip. When you finish this errand, we can be together every day

After a pause, Changping wiped away his tears and suddenly snorted: "Where are your affairs with Luo Yueniang, I will settle the accounts with you after you return to Beijing. 1 The most important thing now is to save her quickly. She is pregnant with your child. She is a hero of our Fang family. Our Fang family is poor. Since she has the incense of the Fang family, she must not let her lose."

Fang Zheng nodded with a smile, stretched out his arms and gently hugged Changping.

The fat man walked up to him in casual clothes. The eunuch dressed in casual clothes next to him carefully filled two glasses of wine. The fat man raised his glass and said with a sigh: "Brother Fang, I miss you so much when I left this time. This so-called "can't be cut, it's messy, and the most ecstatic is the sorrow of separation."

Fang Zheng looked up anxiously at the sky. It was almost dusk. If he didn't hurry up, maybe Luo Yueniang's mysteriousness had fallen into Yang Shunde's hands. So he interrupted the fat man's endless sorrow of separation without hesitation.

"Fat" Cough, Your Majesty. Please speak faster. I'm in a hurry. If you have any words, you're so fat, I have confidence in your lung capacity."

The fat man was stunned, and then he really quickly spoke, as if he was reciting a tongue twister, and said quickly: "I advise you to have a glass of wine and go out to Yangguan without an old friend. Brother Fang, you will be happy all the way. I will send you a short trip. I will come back successfully. I will welcome you again. I will finish my words and you will go on your way."

True to the Tao. Fang Zheng gave the fat man a thumbs up, then held his fists and said goodbye.

The orders of the march were issued. The imperial envoy's ceremonial guards were arranged one after another. The soldiers who were moving forward to the road rang the big gong in their hands, and the lingering sound was still lingering in their ears. Fang Zheng immediately went to knock him hard and shouted angrily: "I'm just showing off my slap! I'm rushing to save people. I put away all these ragged houses and sent an order to march urgently. I'll arrive outside Xuzhou City before tonight!"

Thousands of people hurriedly put away the umbrellas, scepters, flags, and flags. The group hurriedly marched, and they didn't care about the etiquette and Sheng Yan that the imperial envoy should have. Thousands of people were like defeated, and they stopped and secretly left the city, and they didn't want to shoot guns, and rushed north in shame. This was not like an imperial envoy. Those who didn't know thought it was a defeated soldier who was chased by someone and abandoned his armor.

"Yang Shunde, I have brought the imperial army to wipe out you. Damn, wait for death!" Fang Zheng rode on the horse, muttering gritted his teeth.
Chapter completed!