Chapter 851 The Coachman's Bad Intentions

Unconsciously, the night was like a heavy black cloth, tightly wrapping the heaven and earth.

In an instant, big raindrops fell with a crackle, and soon they formed a curtain of rain with great momentum.

Wang Haipeng looked at the heavy rain outside the window, came to the room, and said to the coachman and Linglong sincerely: "It's raining too hard and the road is dark and bad. You two will stay here for one night and wait until the weather clears tomorrow." Let’s get on with it.”

Linglong looked at the bad weather and nodded in agreement.

Although the coachman hesitated a little, he did not object.

Then the coachman followed several soldiers into their room. There was a damp smell filling the room, mixed with the smell of the soldiers' sweat.

A few simple beds were placed randomly, and the quilts were shabby and thin.

The coachman sat down carefully in the corner, and some of the soldiers were sitting or lying down, chatting about the march and the mission.

On the other side, Liu Xiaoyu's eyes were determined. After scanning around, he said softly: "Leave two soldiers to watch Wang Hu. The others will follow me into the secret passage. We must get the treasure out tonight."

His voice was not loud, but it was particularly clear in the rainy night, with unquestionable majesty.

Everyone obeyed the order, quickly packed up, and followed Liu Xiaoyu towards the secret passage.

Liu Xiaoyu took the lead into the secret passage, and an old and depressing atmosphere immediately came over him.

It was pitch dark in the secret passage, and everyone couldn't see their fingers. Everyone quickly took out the fire sticks and lit them.

The faint firelight illuminated a small area around it.

Everyone cautiously groped forward in the secret passage, taking every step with extreme caution for fear of touching some mechanism or encountering unknown dangers.

As they were walking, a faint sound suddenly came from ahead, which seemed particularly eerie in this silent secret passage. Everyone tensed up instantly, clenched the weapons in their hands, and looked warily towards the direction of the sound...

The rain curtain was like a waterfall, covering the whole world tightly, and the night became darker and darker.

The two soldiers who stayed behind stayed in the house with Wang Hu and the coachman, looking through the old window at the rain curtain outside.

Wang Hu stared closely at the pouring rain and suddenly yelled at the top of his lungs: "This damn God is deliberately trying to make things difficult for me!" His voice echoed in the room, with a hint of frustration and unwillingness.

The coachman couldn't help but wonder, thinking to himself: How could this man be so bold now that he was a prisoner? How dare you openly curse God.

A soldier next to him seemed to have read the coachman's thoughts and whispered: "He has always been like this, talking without any restraint. Just ignore him and pretend you didn't hear him."

The soldier's voice was very low, with a hint of helplessness and familiarity in his eyes. After speaking, he turned his attention back to the endless rain outside the window.

There was a brief silence in the house, except for the noisy sound of raindrops hitting the ground and roof.

The coachman frowned slightly, still a little confused by Wang Hu's behavior, but since he was told by the soldiers not to pay attention, he suppressed his curiosity and stood quietly aside, waiting for the rain to pass. Also waiting for the follow-up changes that I don’t know when they will come...

The rain fell heavily, and it seemed like there was only a vast expanse of water left between the sky and the earth.

Inside the house, Wang Hu stared at the heavy rain outside the window with bloodshot eyes. His facial muscles were twisted with anger, and he began to curse again.

"This God is really blind. I have offered incense and kowtowed to him all my life, but what did he do to me? Those enemies who are against me are able to live happily and happily till old age. What the hell is that? What justice!”

While he was cursing, he hit the table next to him hard, causing the tea bowl on the table to jingle, and the tea spilled and flowed freely on the table, as if he was also panicking about this out-of-control scene.

The coachman watched quietly from the side, thinking to himself: Could this man have gone crazy after being caught?

Look at the scolding getting more and more fierce, I'm afraid there is too much resentment accumulated in my heart.

The two soldiers also looked bored at this moment, but they were responsible for their duties and could not leave, so they could only look at each other helplessly.

Outside the house, the strong wind was carrying the heavy rain, beating the doors and windows desperately, as if God was angered by the unprovoked curse and was responding to Wang Hu's provocation in an even more violent way.

The tense atmosphere in the room also escalated as Wang Hu yelled and cursed.

Raindrops poured down, gurgling down the eaves, splashing layers of water on the ground, making a monotonous and continuous sound.

The candlelight in the room flickered, reflecting Linglong's slightly tired face. She was lying on her side on the bed, unable to sleep because of the humid rainy night. At this moment, Wang Hu's screams were like sharp needles, piercing her eardrums.

"Has this thief lost his mind? He is so arrogant that even God dares to insult him wantonly." Linglong frowned, secretly surprised in her heart.

The curses passed through the wall and reached her ears clearly. Every word was full of Wang Hu's resentment, and they collided back and forth in this small space.

She turned over and tried to cover her ears with the quilt to block out the annoying noise, but the sound seemed to have penetrating power and still stubbornly entered her mind.

Time passed slowly in this irritable atmosphere. Fortunately, Wang Hu was probably tired of scolding, and the sharp scolding finally stopped.

The world seemed to quiet down instantly, leaving only the whisper of the wind and rain outside the window.

Linglong let out a long sigh, and her tense nerves relaxed. She adjusted her sleeping position and buried her face in the soft pillow. In this rare tranquility, she slowly closed her eyes, letting her thoughts drift in the darkness and gradually fell asleep.

In the farmer's hut where Xiyu temporarily lived, the candlelight flickered, and the light and shadow swayed on the wall, like a strange dance.

Inside the house, Xiyu slightly raised his head and looked at the dark night sky outside the window. The stars were hidden behind the thick clouds, and there was no light at all.

He turned around and his eyes fell on Gan Mei's slightly haggard face, his voice low but gentle.

"It's getting late, you rest here for a night, and I will let the secret guards escort you back tomorrow."

Gan Mei nodded slightly.

Gan Mei and Xiaohong walked into the room together. Xiaohong's steps were slightly slow, and there was a hint of unnaturalness in her expression.

She lowered her head slightly, her hands unconsciously tugging at the corners of her clothes, and stammered:

"Madam, I... Although I have lost my memory, I know in my heart that it is not right for a maid to be in the same room with the madam. I am really terrified and afraid of being impolite." Her voice was soft and trembling, like a frightened deer, cautiously testing the world around her.

Gan Mei looked at Xiao Hong's nervous look, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a warm and kind smile.

She walked forward gently and took Xiao Hong's hand. Her hands were soft and warm, as if they had a soothing power.

"Xiao Hong, don't say that." Gan Mei's voice was like the breeze in spring, soft and soothing, "Now the situation is special, why bother with these empty formalities. It is not easy for you and I to be safe here. It is important to rest quickly and get enough energy."

Xiao Hong raised her head, her eyes full of gratitude and emotion, and nodded slightly in response.

The two sat down together on the bed and began to make the bed.

Outside the window, the night was as dark as ink, and occasionally there were a few insects chirping, which made the tranquility and warmth in the house particularly precious.

Gan Mei lay down on her side, and Xiao Hong also lay down slowly, but her body was still a little tense.

Gan Mei whispered: "Go to sleep, Xiao Hong, I'm here."

Under this gentle comfort, Xiao Hong's breathing gradually stabilized, and sleepiness also came quietly. Not long after, the two fell asleep in this quiet night, and this night's rest also accumulated strength for the unknown journey tomorrow...

The rain gradually stopped, and the night became deeper and heavier, like a huge piece of black silk, weighing heavily on this land.

It was almost dawn, and in the silence, a slight and slightly chaotic sound of footsteps broke the tranquility of the night.

I saw Liu Xiaoyu leading a group of soldiers, filing out of the secret exit of the secret passage, their figures were tired but could not hide their excitement.

Liu Xiaoyu walked at the front of the team, with an upright posture. Although covered in dust, she still exuded a resolute temperament.

They carried a heavy box in their hands, which was the treasure they had found after many twists and turns.

The surface of the box was engraved with complicated patterns, and it faintly exuded a mysterious luster under the weak light, as if telling the years and wealth it carried.

The soldiers' tense nerves finally relaxed. They sat or stood, their faces filled with joy and pride after completing the task.

Several soldiers were sitting together, staring at the treasure on the table with fiery eyes and talking in a low voice under the weak candlelight.

The coachman was going to the toilet when he suddenly heard the sound of their conversation.

A dangerous and bold idea quietly grew in his heart: If he could get these treasures, wouldn't it be possible to completely change his fate?

From then on, he said goodbye to the poor days of driving for others in the wind and rain, and lived a rich and luxurious life.

His breathing became rapid and heavy, and his hands clenched unconsciously, with his knuckles turning white due to the force.

There was a struggle between the mind and the heart, and reason told him that this was a dangerous and immoral idea, but the greedy desire spread like weeds in his heart and gradually gained the upper hand.

The coachman gritted his teeth, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he began to plan in his mind how to take the treasure for himself without anyone noticing...

The curtain of night was still heavy, and the humid air filled the house, mixed with sweat and fatigue from everyone.

Several soldiers slumped on the ground, their chests heaving violently, breathing heavily, and their faces were full of fatigue after exhaustion.

"Finally, the secret passage thing is solved, but I am so tired!" A sturdy soldier wiped the sweat from his face, and his voice was full of fatigue and relief. His clothes were already soaked with sweat, clinging to his back, his hair was messy and scattered in front of his forehead, but his eyes showed a sense of relief after completing the task.

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Liu Xiaoyu looked around at the exhausted soldiers in the room, her heart full of emotion and heartache.

"Everyone is exhausted, let's take turns to guard the treasure, and the others take the time to rest and catch up on sleep."

The soldiers heard this, a trace of gratitude and relief flashed in their eyes, and they nodded in agreement.

Soon, they arranged the rotation order.

Several soldiers, holding their tired bodies, held weapons, sat around the table where the treasure was placed, and looked around vigilantly. Although sleepiness surged like a tide, they still adhered to their duties.

The rest of the soldiers found a corner and slept in their clothes.

After a while, the sound of snoring could be heard one after another in the house. These sounds were intertwined and seemed to be particularly loud in this silent night, but they also made people feel at ease and at ease.

Liu Xiaoyu looked at the sleeping soldiers and sighed softly. He also found a place to sit down and closed his eyes to rest.

However, he could not calm down in his heart. All kinds of thrilling scenes in the secret passage kept flashing in his mind. The subsequent disposal of the treasure and the series of problems it might cause were also like heavy stones, weighing on her heart.

But at this moment, he knew that everyone needed this moment of rest to face the upcoming unknown challenges...

The night was as dark as water, and everything was silent. Only the occasional chirping of insects echoed gently in the deep night.

The coachman retreated into the room, his eyes gradually becoming crazy, and his eyes were fixed on the sledgehammer in the corner. The heavy sledgehammer seemed to be his key to unlocking the door to the treasure.

He rushed over, holding the handle of the hammer tightly with both hands, veins popping out on his arms, then turned around and rushed towards the soldiers guarding the treasure with desperate determination.

The soldiers were on duty when they suddenly saw the coachman rushing towards them brandishing a sledgehammer. The soldier in the lead reacted very quickly and shouted: "Seek death!" He dodged sideways and easily dodged the coachman's powerful blow, and then He flew up and kicked the coachman on the wrist.

The coachman was in pain, and as soon as he loosened his grip, the soldier took the sledgehammer away.

The soldier swung the sledgehammer and hit the coachman's leg hard. The coachman immediately knelt down and howled in pain.

"You want to steal the treasure?" The soldier snorted coldly, raised his fist and punched the coachman in the face. The coachman couldn't avoid it and was beaten until his mouth and nose bled.

The other soldiers were awakened by the movement here and got up from their sleep. When they saw the scene in front of them, they immediately gathered around.

"What's going on?"

"This madman wants to steal the treasure!"

They cursed each other, and their fists and kicks rained down on the coachman.

The coachman huddled on the ground, holding his head in his hands. The initial madness had long since disappeared, leaving only endless fear and despair.

Wang Haipeng was awakened by the noise outside. He quickly got up, dressed, and hurriedly pushed the door open. He saw the coachman lying on the ground with his face covered in blood, surrounded by a group of soldiers with stern expressions.

"What's going on?" Wang Haipeng asked with a frown.

A soldier said: "This coachman tried to snatch the treasure with a sledgehammer at night, but we captured him."

Just as he was talking, Liu Xiaoyu walked over.

There was fierceness in his eyes.

After hearing what the soldier said, he quickly walked up to the coachman, raised his hand and slapped him. The crisp sound was particularly harsh in the silent night.

"How brave!" Liu Xiaoyu shouted angrily, "Come here, tie him up and deliver him to the government tomorrow so that he can taste the severe punishment of the national law."

The soldiers immediately took the order and brought ropes to tie the coachman tightly.

The coachman had been beaten unconscious and was muttering vague words for mercy.

Wang Haipeng stood aside and watched all this quietly, sighing in his heart that the coachman's greed had finally brought him to a dead end, and he didn't know how the government would deal with this reckless sinner tomorrow.

Linglong woke up leisurely, and the sunlight poured in through the carved window lattice, illuminating the tranquility in the house.

She stretched, stood up, washed herself briefly, and then walked to the hall, unaware of the thrilling incident last night.

Stepping into the hall, I saw everyone with different expressions.

She felt a chill in her heart and felt that the atmosphere was a bit solemn.

Before she could ask, Liu Xiaoyu sat on the main seat and said coldly: "The coachman had evil intentions and tried to steal the treasure last night. Now he has been sent to the government."

When Linglong heard this, her face was full of disbelief: "How could this happen? He was fine yesterday..."

"Knowing people but not their hearts," Wang Haipeng on the side said, "The temptation of this treasure finally made him have evil thoughts and embark on this path of no return."

Linglong looked at the blue sky outside, her thoughts drifting away.

Liu Xiaoyu picked up the tea cup, took a sip, looked at Linglong, and said slowly: "Now that the carriage driver has been sent to an official position, our trip cannot be delayed. You have to hire another carriage."

Linglong nodded slightly, but there was a trace of hesitation in her eyes. After a moment, she summoned up the courage to ask: "Can I ride in the same carriage with you? The place I want to go to is Youzhou, but I didn't go there before Come, I didn’t bring any customs clearance I wanted to go to Youzhou to ask the Prime Minister for help. To be honest, I am the princess of the Anxi Kingdom. Some time ago, the Prime Minister wrote to the king of our country to persuade my father not to send anyone to look for me. I thought the Prime Minister would be willing to help me. Once."

After saying that, Linglong leaned forward slightly, with a hint of expectation and uneasiness in her eyes. She didn't know what kind of response her sudden confession would get, but in this situation, only by telling her honestly could she have the possibility to move on. .

Liu Xiaoyu couldn't help being stunned when she heard Linglong's words.

He looked at Linglong carefully, as if confirming the authenticity of her words.

After a while, Liu Xiaoyu put down the silk handkerchief and said softly: "In that case, you should first go to the Wenjia Inn not far from the border to stay, and wait for the Prime Minister to come back before making plans."

A hint of surprise flashed in Linglong's eyes, and she quickly bowed and saluted, saying gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Liu, and everyone for your help. Linglong really has nothing to repay. In this foreign country, I am very lucky to have such care from you."

Liu Xiaoyu waved her hands slightly, with a faint smile on her lips.

"Princess, there's no need to be polite. It's just a matter of effort. It's fate that we go together on this journey. It's just that this inn is simple. I hope the princess won't dislike it."

After everyone tidied up for a while, they set off for Wen's Inn.

Linglong was sitting in the carriage, looking out the window at the unfamiliar scenery. She was secretly thinking about what would happen after meeting the Prime Minister, and was full of anxiety and expectations for the future journey.

Liu Xiaoyu and others were also quietly discussing the sudden arrival of the Princess of Parthia, wondering what changes her appearance would bring to the journey... (End of Chapter)