Chapter 335 I don’t know something
Guo Baokun's slightly excited words quietly made Guo Youzhi's heart, which had originally had some hope, sink to the bottom.
Guo Youzhi was terrified, his eyes were bloodshot, and he quickly moved closer to the prison door and grabbed the bars tightly, his tone was urgent and full of fear.
"Assassin? What assassin? What do you want to do by hiring an assassin?"
Guo Baokun's eyes were bright and he excitedly described his plan in a tone of seeking credit.
"Dad, Fan Xian has led an envoy to Northern Qi. This is a great opportunity. I will follow him. When we reach the wilderness, I will lead the crowd to fight. The people I hired are all the best. When the time comes, I will kill Fan Xian and avenge Dad!"
Guo Youzhi's eyes darkened when he heard this. No matter how deep the hatred between Fan Xian and his family was, according to Guo Baokun, he was now the highest person in charge of the diplomatic mission to Northern Qi, responsible for the diplomatic affairs of the two countries.
He was not sure why he was sent there, but he knew it must be a big deal. It was a moment that everyone was paying attention to, and the newly-emerged poet Fan Xian was the focus of the focus.
Killing him at this moment, whether successful or not, would be no different from suicide, it would be seeking death!
What on earth is this rebellious son thinking?!
Guo Youzhi's face was pressed tightly against the gap between the bars of the prison door. His fingers turned white from holding the bars with too much force.
"This is absolutely not allowed!!!"
He had prepared himself mentally before Guo Baokun came. The purpose of his visit was, firstly, to visit, and secondly, to inform, after all, he was also going to leave Beijing.
He had anticipated Guo Youzhi's attitude, so he was not surprised and had no intention of listening to his opinions. He simply turned a deaf ear to them.
Grasping Guo Youzhi's hand that was holding the railing, Guo Baokun did not conceal his pride and excitement.
"Dad, don't worry. I've read a lot of military books and studied a lot of battle examples recently. I'm quite impressed. Now it seems that I have the potential to become a great general!"
Guo Youzhi rolled his eyes to the sky, raised his hand and pointed at his son with trembling hands, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"you you…"
Taking a deep breath to prevent himself from being angry to death on the spot, Guo Youzhi gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word from his chest.
"There is absolutely no such possibility!!"
As he said this, he put his hand behind his son's hand, his eyes wide open and his face twisted in anxiety.
"Don't do anything stupid!!"
Guo Youzhi rarely refuted, although his tone was very weak.
"This isn't a stupid thing, dad."
Just as he was about to say something else, the prison boss's urging voice came from a distance.
"The patrol is here, let's go."
Hearing this, Guo Baokun swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, turned around to take a look, then turned around and hurriedly said the last words to Guo Youzhi.
"Dad, wait for my good news."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away without looking back.
What else could Guo Youzhi do? He could only tilt his head and continue to urgently dissuade his son from behind, although it was of no use.
"No, you must not do this, it will hurt you! You..."
The moment his son's back disappeared, Guo Youzhi also stopped talking and covered his heart tightly with his hands.
It's over, the Guo family will be extinct...
……
The reason why Guo Baokun ran so quickly without any reluctance was that he was afraid of being caught by the patrol and would never have the chance to visit again.
Another reason was that today was the day when he met with the leader of the hired killers on Chongming Street in Kyoto.
After leaving the Ministry of Justice prison, Guo Baokun quickly rushed to Chongming Street not far away and exchanged secret signals with people along the street.
He hired the killers from a secret shop in Kyoto. The shop only introduced the number of the other party and their approximate capabilities, and he knew nothing else.
This was the first time he met the other party on the street. Apart from the secret code, there was no other sign information, let alone a specific location, so he could only try his luck on the street.
After exchanging secret codes along the way and receiving a lot of cold stares, Guo Baokun stood on the street with his hands on his waist, looking around at the countless pedestrians, drawing his sword and looking around, feeling confused. Which one was this?
Just when he was at a loss, a burly man with a dark complexion, wearing a black cloth, cracking melon seeds in his hand, staggered and approached him quietly.
Turning his head to look at the dark-faced man who was standing next to him, looking at him with a playful smile but not saying a word, Guo Baokun was stunned for a moment.
Looking him up and down, Guo Baokun thought that this idle farmer who looked like a gangster couldn't be the contact person.
Could this guy be a killer? Or a killer with good skills?
He looks... too lacking in the temperament of a master. To put it bluntly, he looks a little too... down-to-earth. He is a little disgusted by this.
After thinking about it, based on the principle that one should not judge a person by his appearance, he tentatively told the man the secret code for the meeting.
"Are you...a beggar?"
Upon hearing this, the sturdy man immediately moved closer to him and responded.
"I not only beg for food, I also..."
As he said this, he made a palm knife with his hand and pulled it across his neck.
"Cook!"
Guo Baokun's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this. It really was him.
After the secret signal was exchanged, the sturdy man calmed down a little, bowed slightly and nodded to introduce himself.
"My name is Zhao Da."
Seeing that his attitude was not as unreliable as before, Guo Baokun's dislike for him quickly decreased. He nodded and got down to business eagerly.
"Is everyone here? We need to leave quickly. Fan Xian has already left the city."
Zhao Da looked embarrassed when he heard this and tried to persuade him with earnest words.
"Master, wait a moment. People are on their way."
When Guo Baokun heard this, he immediately made a dissatisfied sound and complained.
"Didn't I ask you to call them all to Kyoto in advance through the shop? Why are they still on the way? What's going on?"
Zhao Da also clicked his tongue and patted his arm gently.
"The village is busy with farming. Come over when you're done."
Guo Baokun couldn't believe what he heard. "Huh?"
A killer who kills without blinking an eye, the village is... busy with farming?
Not buddy...
Guo Baokun's questioning look and confused tone made Zhao Da feel a little embarrassed. He quickly smiled and grabbed his arm, dragging him towards a dark alley.
"Come on, come on, Master, follow me first."
"No, you're too..."
"Hey, hey, hey, let's go first. There are too many people on the street. I will explain it to you slowly when we get to a quiet place."
"No, it's the busy farming season..."
"Don't worry, we'll be there soon."
"..."
A quiet dark alley.
After General Zhao pulled Guo Baokun here, he let him go, walked to the stone platform of the foundation of the house next door, bent down, patted the accumulated dust on it with his hands, and blew hard with his mouth.
After making sure that the area was clear, he stood up and pulled the obviously resisting Guo Baokun to sit there.
"Sit down, sit down. Hey, sit down first."
Guo Baokun was unable to persuade him and was forced to sit down, then turned his head to the side to express his speechlessness and dissatisfaction.
Zhao Da stepped on the stone platform next to him, clapped his hands and rubbed them on his clothes. After shaking his hair, he leaned close to Guo Baokun and explained to him in a low voice.
"Master, we are all like this. Veterans who have retired from the front lines will take care of farm work after returning home.
Normally, we will help with weddings, funerals, and other red and white events.”
As he said this, he gently touched Guo Baokun's arm and winked at him.
"It's for a living, young master, please bear with me."
Guo Baokun opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Zhao Da pulled his arm again, gestured with his fingers and said seriously.
"But, Master, don't worry, murder and robbery..."
As he said this, he looked up at the entrance of the alley, and after confirming that there was no one there, he looked into Guo Baokun's eyes again and spoke confidently.
"We are all above standard and will not make any mistakes!"
Guo Baokun is not worried about their lack of skills now. The word "veteran" is enough to describe them. The key is that he is afraid that he can't catch up.
"But Fan Xian has already run away, you guys..."
Zhao Da interrupted him and emphasized it again.
"Don't worry, we won't be late. The delegation is not moving fast. We can catch up even if we are a few days late!"
Guo Baokun was stunned when he heard this. He really didn't know this. His tone softened a little, but there was still some uncertainty in his eyes.
"Yes, really?"
"Yes."
"..."
……
The dry food distributed by the delegation was pancakes, which were a little hard but tasted good, at least much better than Mei Chengan had imagined.
Mei Cheng'an asked Wang Qinian to get the green onions from the logistics department, and the sauce was his own fried egg sauce, of which he brought several cans.
Mei Chengan sat in his carriage, eating pancakes with scallion sauce and enjoying it very much.
After eating heartily, Mei Chengan rinsed his mouth, supported his back on the thick cushion, leaned back in the carriage, and let Sweet Potato massage his long legs while he drank tea happily.
Tsk, it’s still more comfortable to ride in your own carriage.
As he was drinking, the curtain at the window between the carriage and the driver's seat was suddenly lifted, and Wang Qinian's head popped in with a wrinkled smile on his face.
"Master, you are done eating."
Mei Cheng'an glanced at him, looked away, and put down the teacup.
"Ah, what's wrong?"
"Master, Master, Master."
Mei Chengan looked at him helplessly.
"Say!"
Wang Qinian said in a low voice with a grin and a frown.
"Master, guess what I found?"
Mei Cheng'an curled the corners of his mouth and looked at him with a smile.
"What did you find?"
Wang Qinian looked back, stuck his head in again, opened his eyes wide, and spoke seriously.
"I found that there were fresh fruits in the baggage carts of the delegation, all transported by fast horses from the south."
As he said this, he took out a cloth bag from behind his back, held it up to the window and shook it, then asked for credit with a charming smile on his face.
"I brought you some. You just finished your meal and it's time for dessert. Try it. It's very sweet."
As he spoke, he handed the cloth bag into the window.
Mei Cheng'an didn't reach out to take it, but gestured for him to put it on the coffee table beside him. He glanced at the cloth bag and asked casually.
"It's just a piece of fruit, why are you wrapping it so tightly? You're sneaking around like a thief, afraid of being seen."
Hearing this, Wang Qinian exclaimed, adjusted his sitting position, stretched out his hand, and explained with gestures.
"Master, you don't know that these fresh fruits are all stored in ice. They don't seem strange to us, but..."
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(End of this chapter)
