"Luckily I don't have nine clans!"

Yang Xin said with a relieved expression.

"Xiong forgot that you are a runaway slave. You have such skills, why not serve the country? Now that the Jiannu in Liaodong is in chaos, the imperial court is employed. This time, Xiong enters Beijing and meets him, he is likely to be ordered to govern Liaodong. If you are willing, you can follow him. As for the crime you committed before, if you can make meritorious on the battlefield, Xiong can guarantee you to write it off. Wouldn't that be more powerful than you wander around?"

Xiong Tingbi said.

He can indeed do this.

If Yang Xin went to Liaodong with him, then Tianjin Bing Beidao would naturally not continue to pursue him. When he made contributions on the battlefield, Xiong Tingbi could use this to relieve him of his crime.

After all, he is enough.

Yang Xin had also asked Huang Zhen about the identity of the guy who was trampled and disfigured. It was from the Fu family in Dongchang. However, Fu Guangzhai, the highest-ranking Fu family in Dongchang, was just the deputy envoy of the Censorate and had been dead for many years. The Fu family currently has no Jinshi, and only a few of them were from Juren to serve as second-rank officials outside. They were just commercial families. They were considered top-ranking families in Dongchang, and it was no big deal if they had left Dongchang. Such a family would not dare to openly fight with important officials like Xiong Tingbi. Although Xiong Tingbi is now the Minister of Dali Temple, after entering Beijing, he would directly serve as the Right Minister of War of the Ministry of War, which was at the level of a rank of a magistrate.

However……

He will pass the head to the nine sides!

Besides, Yang Xin didn't know if he was lying to put down his sword, and then gave him another order. After all, they were not familiar with each other.

"Don't go!"

Yang Xin said readily.

"You are a beautiful lady, how can you be a thief?"

Xiong Tingbi said.

"Even if you are a thief, you are better than being a thief and a soldier. Is it so great to be a soldier in the Ming Dynasty? When Qi Wuyi is just a third-rank civil servant, you have to bow down? Besides, even if you go to Liaodong, you can't beat the wild boar skin. Maybe one day a failure will make Tianyan angry, and then you will be sent to the nine sides, which will make me go to the court with you!"

Yang Xin said viciously.

The soldiers around him were angrily scolded, and even Huang Zhen and the old housekeeper couldn't help but wipe their faces together.

"How do you know that Xiong is useless?"

Xiong Tingbi said.

"Can you save all the Liaodong military households from hunger and cold? Can you eat as much as the Taizu when you were? Can you make all soldiers pay in full? Can you let the generals of Liaodong not preserve their strength? You can't do it, so why do you turn the tide? At most, you will just shrink. Do you dare to command the army to go out to fight in the field? Then you will watch the wild boar skins constantly conquering fortresses outside, and in the end there are only Liaoyang and Shenyang, standing alone on a piece of land where nothing is gone, facing a group of refugees who have nothing.

Be careful to shout.

There are many spies among the refugees.

One day when the wild boar skin soldiers come to the city, they will cooperate inside and outside, and then you will not even have Liaoyang and Shenyang.

By the way, wild boar skin is not a raw species.

When Li Chengliang was selling his butt, he had already figured out the details of Daming clearly. Maybe he had all the insiders in the army. Do you believe that one day, those Liaodong generals who had been with him for many years would even open the gate of Guangning from the inside at a critical moment?

So by then, how far do you think you are from the nine sides of the head of the transmission?

So why am I going with you?"

Yang Xin said.

"Nothing, after all, you are just brave!"

Xiong Tingbi sneered.

At this time, he had already arrived at the canal under Yang Xin's hostage. The soldiers did not dare to go forward and could only pretend in front of him. The old butler and Huang Zhen looked at Yang Xin meaningfully and left quietly. Several soldiers wanted to stop them at first, but after the old butler revealed their identity, they immediately let it go tactfully. After all, this matter had nothing to do with them.

"No guts?"

Yang Xin smiled.

"Whatever you say, you are a respectable official. I will give you another word. It is more important than anything else to punish the traitor when you go."

He said.

After saying that, he threw the sword in his hand, pushing Xiong Tingbi forward fiercely, and fell backward. He immediately turned around and ran at full speed when he landed. In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the canal and plunged into the water and swam forward at full speed. When he emerged from the water again, it was dozens of meters away from the shore, but Xiong Tingbi was still stationed in the river embankment. He waved his hand very friendly and continued to swim forward quickly to the other shore.

Xiong Tingbi turned around and left.

But Yang Xin has no way out now.

Huang Zhen at least dared not take him with him now, because Xiong Tingbi would definitely notify the previous level to capture him. He is indeed difficult to recognize, but Huang Zhen’s ship is easy to recognize.

There is Hexi Wuchaoguan in front of it!

The only toll station on the North Canal is also a heavy guard. There are thirteen yamen alone. The canal is cut off with a floating bridge and only one middle passage is retained. As long as he is on the boat, Huangzhen will not be able to cross the Hexi Servant, and the wound on his face is the business card. As for the old butler who will not trek into this muddy water, if Xiong Tingbi really governs Liaodong, he will be a little lower than their master. He, a butler, does not have the courage to cause such trouble to the master. Huangzhen will also not give up this business because of Yang Xin. The cargo ship is much more valuable than him, and he is not allowed to stay here. The Yangcun inspector will be dispatched soon...

Well, it's already out.

A large number of soldiers appeared on the opposite side and boarded two oar boats in chaos.

Yang Xin ran away quickly.

But he didn't really run far.

He was unfamiliar with this area and could not think of a place to go. He hid in the nearby woods for a while, and watched the soldiers who were searching him for a perfunctory search and leaving, and he returned to the canal.

He lies in the reeds and looks at the canal ahead.

In fact, he was a little confused.

After all, it is natural to travel through the Ming Dynasty to fight Jiannu like fighting the Japanese. And if you really want to go to Liaodong, you may be able to make a way out. Xiong Tingbi still has a shelf life. It is good to be an officer under his command. But the problem is that you will be civil servant spirit. The principle of using literature to control martial arts in the Ming Dynasty will not change. When he thinks that he may be a lickering dog for those weird people in the future, he feels really unacceptable. What's more, there may be a round duo one day. The civil servants of the Ming Dynasty are far more vigilant towards military generals than those who are against Jiannu. The army within the system has no future. No matter what you want to do, you have to face a group of dragging people. On the contrary, wandering around in the grass and free days are more in line with his wishes. As for the future, I will just look at it. Anyway, the Ming Dynasty can still last for ten years before it starts to start a chaotic world. Ten years is enough for him to do a lot of things.

After all, I want to fight the Japanese...

Uh, beat Jiannu.

There are opportunities in the future. Even if you sit here and don’t move, Jiannu will come to your door ten years later.

And this is still the case when everything remains unchanged.

Who knows whether his little butterfly can flap his wings and cause some changes? After all, any change in this era is much better for the Chinese nation than repeating the original agenda.

"Leave!"

He stood up and patted his butt and said.

On the river ahead, Huang Ying was searching around with the small sampan.

Five minutes later.

"I knew you wouldn't abandon me!"

Yang Xin lay on the boat gang like a mermaid in the Pirates of the Caribbean, raised his head and said seriously.

This angle is very good.

You can see some scenery that you can't see normally at this angle, but unfortunately Huang Ying woke up immediately. She covered her clothes and quickly took two steps back, then poked his ribs hard under his ribs. Yang Xin screamed exaggeratedly and quickly flipped into the small sampan...

"Where to go!"

He lay there and said.

"Where can we go, we are waiting to catch you forward. Hexiwu will definitely not be able to get through. Let's go back to Trianglean downstream."

Huang Ying said angrily.

"We won't go to the capital?"

Yang Xin said.

"You really want to go?"

Huang Ying said.

"Just tell me if there is any way!"

Yang Xin nodded with certainty.

"Yes, go back to Triangle Desert, go north from Triangle Desert to Fenghe, and go around from the east of Wuqing. This waterway can lead to Maju Bridge. The big boat will definitely not be able to walk, but this small sampan can do it, but you have to row all the way."

Huang Ying said with a smile.

"How many days will they be able to arrive in Tongzhou?"

Yang Xin asked.

"It will take at least five or six days. You have to queue up to pass the Hexi Wuchao. This is unhurried. It is useless to have a ship from the Wang family. There are hundreds of ships blocking there!"

Huang Ying said.

Yang Xin stood up without hesitation and took off the old top that originally belonged to Huang Zhen.

"What are you going to do?"

Huang Ying said in surprise.

"Let you see what a real man is!"

Yang Xin made a bodybuilding move, showing his still not strong arms, and said confidently.

After saying that, he reached out to take out the paddle from the cabin.

The North Canal is only 186 kilometers from Tianjin to Tongzhou, and the Fenghe River is almost parallel to it. Since this is the maximum, it is at this length, even if it is too much, it will not be much. For a long-distance sailing of single-person paddlings, it can usually maintain a speed of fifty kilometers per day, and he can row this small sampan to reach the Maquan Bridge in four days. Those who row the Pacific Ocean can sail 12,000 kilometers at such a speed for seven months. Why can't he row the boat to Maquan Bridge in four days?

It is enough to relax for up to five days.

What's more, when he rows, Huang Ying must be able to hold the oars faster than those who are single-person oars...

In fact, poles are faster than oars.

This thing just cannot be used in deep water, but boat poles in shallow water are much faster than oars.

Huang Ying looked at him in confusion...

"What else can I see? Let's go!"

Yang Xin said.

Huang Ying gave him a speechless look, then turned his back to him, holding the long oar to let the small sampan complete the turn. Yang Xin admired some part of her slightly raised, and the oar in his hand suddenly took a sprint. The small sampan that was flowing downstream immediately began to accelerate forward in the turbid river water.

"Let's flap up our oars and push the waves away..."
Chapter completed!