Fast Transmigration: Wishing Division

Chapter 23: Chapter 23

Ye Zhiqiu led the horse, and as soon as he came to the front of the caravan, he smelled a strong smell of ginger and wild onions.

She took a closer look and saw that several large pots were filled with ginger and wild onion white soup.

The handymen of the caravan were lining up to take turns drinking ginger soup.

Ye Zhiqiu also begged for a bowl with a cheeky face. After drinking it, he felt hot all over his body and sweated a little. His body that had always been cold suddenly warmed up.

This shopkeeper Huo is indeed a traveler. Not only is the caravan managed in an orderly manner, but he also knows how to survive in the wild.

Under the leadership of the servant, she bought some charcoal and a pair of rain boots from Shopkeeper Huo.

He found a random place and set up a simple stove. Ye Zhiqiu cooked some walnut and peanut paste with charcoal fire, and baked a salty cake. After she finished eating, the caravan had already started to move forward.

She put a little more sucrose in her breakfast today, since she had to walk such a long distance in a day, she had to eat more high-calorie foods.

There were too many people in the caravan, and the team was long. Ye Zhiqiu deliberately slowed down, walked slowly on the side of the road, and waited until Li Nian and his group approached.

Throughout the whole day, she leaned towards them consciously or unintentionally, and greeted and chatted with them when she had nothing to do. After hanging around them for more than ten days in a row, they were already very familiar.

When they arrived in Huacheng, under Ye Zhiqiu's deliberate operation, she and Li Nian had sworn brothers.

She is the elder brother and Li Nian is the younger brother.

The convoy stopped in Huacheng, because shopkeeper Huo had a batch of goods to sell in Huacheng.

A group of people made an appointment with shopkeeper Huo to go out of the city, the caravan temporarily dispersed, and Ye Zhiqiu stayed in the same inn with Li Nian's friends.

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The reason why the Flower City is called the Flower City is that it is full of colorful flowers everywhere.

Taking advantage of the time, Ye Zhiqiu wandered around the Flower City. She always wanted to buy datura seeds and crotons, but they were not available in several pharmacies.

While she was hesitating, a man ringing a bell came along the street, yelling as he walked.

"There are dog skin plasters and heart-buying pills..."

Hearing the crisp sound of the bell, Ye Zhiqiu thought of something, the uncle said that the medicine in Dr. Bell's hand had never been seen by the doctors sitting in the hall.

As soon as she thought about it, she walked over to Dr. Ling. Unexpectedly, she bought the medicine that she couldn't find in the pharmacy everywhere. The most important thing is that this doctor Ling made the mandala directly into a fan cigarette.

There is no way out, there is no way out, and there is another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

Ye Zhiqiu happily returned to the inn humming a tune.

Li Nian, who had been waiting at the door of the inn, saw Xia Mu coming back, and immediately greeted him.

He shouted loudly: "Brother Xia, you are finally back."

Li Nian admired the elder brother whom he met on the road. He had a little fever before, so the elder brother used a needle to inject a little blood on his Dazhui acupoint.

Ye Zhiqiu was at a loss when he saw Li Nian with complex expressions of confusion and excitement.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Compared to Su Xiaoxiao, Li Nian is really just a child.

Although Ye Zhiqiu had some schemes in getting along with him, deep down he still really treated him as a younger brother, and seeing his complicated expression, she was also a little anxious.

"The Xuanwu Army is coming." Li Nian said excitedly.

Ye Zhiqiu asked subconsciously: "The Xuanwu Army is coming? How did you know?"

"Everyone in Huacheng knows it!" Li Nian happily replied.

"Brother, if the Xuanwu Army comes, I won't go to the capital, I'll just wait for them here."

Ye Zhiqiu was silent for a while when he heard the words.

She reached out and touched Li Nian's head. He was only 11 years old, and he was forced to grow up by the overnight family ruin.

In Su Xiaoxiao's memory, the barbarian was tall and powerful, what could he do with such a small body on the battlefield?It can only be sent to death!
No... You can't ruin his life just to get on the line of Li Jing.

She gently said to Li Nian's immature face: "Little brother, you are so young, how can you beat the barbarians?"

"No matter, I'm about to go to the battlefield. Even if I can only kill one barbarian, it's considered revenge for my family."

Seeing Li Nian's eyes shining with hatred, Ye Zhiqiu gently persuaded: "What's the use of your meaningless death in battle?
I am sorry for your dead family members, but also for your own life.

Brother, revenge does not rely on courage and impulsiveness, but on wisdom and patience.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

You should strengthen yourself before you talk about revenge. "

After listening to Xia Mu's words, Li Nian looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Is it not too late for a gentleman to take revenge?"

"Yes, ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge." Ye Zhiqiu replied firmly.

"It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years."

Li Nian lowered his head, repeating these words over and over again, he was fighting fiercely in his heart.

He knew that he couldn't beat the barbarians at all, all of them were brave and brutal, but the picture of his family being murdered was so vivid that he couldn't bear to live.

For so many days, Li Nian survived with hatred. He clenched his fists tightly, and after a long, long time, he finally let out a deep breath.

"Brother, I'll listen to you. I'll go to the capital to find a famous teacher and learn martial arts. When I'm successful in my studies, I'll kill the barbarians."

Seeing the resolute Li Nian, Ye Zhiqiu was relieved, the task can be taken slowly, his conscience must not be lost, and he must guard his bottom line.

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South City.

Zhao Mingzhi looked at the old man kneeling on the ground with a livid face and asked, "What you said is true."

"My lord! The grassroots don't dare to speak nonsense! My grandson is still in the hands of the barbarians!" The old man's voice trembled and he couldn't cry.

Zhao Mingzhi stood up from the chair, took a few steps back and forth, and asked again in a deep voice: "Then do you know how many barbarians have mixed in in Nancheng now?"

"The grassroots don't know. The grassroots only know that I brought two barbarians in from the dung bin."

"My lord Cao Min's grandson is still in the hands of the barbarians. It's been a day and I haven't sent it back yet. I beg my lord to save my grandson."

Zhao Mingzhi gave him a hard look.

Shouted to the outside.

"Ma Dong."

"Ma Dong."

"Sir, what are your orders?"

Hearing the shout, Ma Dong quickly strode in.

"Take this old man out and settle down." Zhao Mingzhi quickly ordered.

After speaking, he hurried to Qian Duwei's residence.

Something big is about to happen.

These barbarians arrested people who lived outside Nancheng, and then took their family members as hostages, threatening these people to take them into Nancheng.

Until now, I don't know how many barbarians have mixed in.

The more Zhao Mingzhi thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he ran behind.

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barbarians.

Wanyan Zong was really looking at the map on the desk, when one of his confidants opened the curtain and walked in, knelt down on one knee and saluted.

He looked up at him and asked, "Is the matter settled?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, the matter has been settled."

After hesitating for a while, he continued: "General, this Zhao Mingzhi is more difficult to deal with than Yao Lin, I'm afraid..."

Wanyan Zong glanced at him with bloodthirsty eyes: "But they are all ants. If the first plan doesn't work, I have a second plan. This king knows it well, you can go down."

He returned his eyes to the map, and after a long time, Wanyan Zongzhen's finger stopped on a point on the map.

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(End of this chapter)