A lonely shadow on the Hanjiang River, heavy snowfall, and three ships drifting along the Lingjiang River.

Snowflakes fell on the deck, and Jia Xu and Yang Jinling walked into the cabin. The people who were there now were the people from the Chang'an Escort Bureau. Feng Zhou's voice deepened, "Everyone cleans the battlefield, and the injured go to heal."

The Escort Bureau is comparable to the army in that it enforces orders and prohibitions. For so many years, if those under its command do not obey orders, then the Escort Bureau will suffer heavy losses.

Ignoring the boatman standing there, Feng Zhou walked step by step to Wang Yi and sat down on the ground. The older escort leader took off a wine flask from the waist of a man wearing escort uniforms.

Throwing it to Wang Yi, he took the wine bottle on his waist and took a swig.

Wang Yi looked at the jug in his hand, smiled, and then raised the jug high. The wine, accompanied by the smell of blood, lingered in Wang Yi's mouth and nose.

Looking outside the ship and swimming toward another ship, where the Seven Heroes of Lingjiang had taken in, Wang Yi asked, "Aren't you going to chase them?"

Feng Zhou shook his head and let out a long sigh, "Our escort agency will still follow this path in the future. We will make a living and not form mortal enemies with others."

As he spoke, Feng Zhou's clothes gradually turned red. It turned out that Feng Zhou had been stabbed on his right arm at some point, and there were countless small wounds on his body. But now, Feng Zhou's body was soaked in blood.

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Wang Yi frowned slightly and asked with some concern: "Aren't you going to stop the bleeding?"

Feng Zhou glanced at his clothes and grinned, "I can't die again."

After calling a team doctor, Feng Zhou continued to drink after a few treatments, which aroused the doctor's dissatisfaction. He had to drink alcohol despite such a serious injury. He really disliked his longevity.

Feng Zhou's instructions from the doctor ran to the back of his mind. Now he just wanted to drink.

Heavy snow fell on the ship and soon mixed with the blood. Those who were not seriously injured in the escort began to clean up the blood. After all, if the blood was left until the next ferry, it would attract the attention of the government. In this way, the escort's

It will take a long time to form, which is what the escort agency is most afraid of.

"How did you decide that I would help you?"

This question has been lingering in Wang Yi's mind since the beginning of the war. Wang Yi knew that Jin Yiwei was very rigorous in handling affairs. Firstly, there could be no mistakes in those documents. Secondly, no one in this team except Yu Feng knew who he really was.

His identity must be that of Yu Feng Gaoden.

However, as a Jinyiwei secret agent, it is taboo for Yu Feng to act like this. If he is found out, Yu Feng will be killed directly.

Feng Zhou took off the long knife from his waist and placed it on his waist. This action seemed a bit heroic in Wang Yi's eyes.

"Don't think too much about it, my boss told me before I left."

"The boss?"

Feng Zhou nodded, "There have been rumors in Chang'an City about who is behind the Chang'an Escort Bureau. Is it the Imperial Prison? The Dali Temple? The Ministry of Punishment? Or some relative of the emperor."

Feng Zhouchang smiled and looked quite proud, "It's not the damn one, it's our Jin Yiwei."

Wang Yi was shocked, when did Jinyiwei have such a stronghold? This is one of the best properties in Chang'an City.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Zhou continued: "Jin Yiwei has been suppressed by the imperial court for so many years. He was able to stand up in a short period of time. The money from the imperial court alone is not enough. The Chang'an Escort Bureau has made great efforts."

Wang Yi thought for a while and suddenly said: "Don't you feel resentful?"

Feng Zhou grinned, Mr. Wang really couldn't speak, so he wouldn't follow his words so that he could show off his authority.

"Resentment? What does Mr. Wang mean?"

"You have done so many things for Jin Yiwei, but Jin Yiwei seems to have done nothing for you."

Feng Zhou stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes from the sky

, it was lighter than the heavy snowfall in Chang'an City a few days ago. After all, Lingjiang is not Chang'an.

"Sir Wang, I, Feng Zhou Wufu, know nothing but being a escort. I only know that my wife and children are on the hot bed. As for whether I should be resentful or not, I can't even talk about it."

Wang Yi slowly took a sip of wine. The wine was not expensive. It was the grain wine in Chang'an City that cost just a few pennies for a bottle. Wang Yi only drank it once. He was taken there by Ma Shun. This kind of wine was better than those in Chang'an City.

Wang Yi usually drinks stronger drinks.

While the two were chatting, people kept passing by, busy carrying dead bodies or cleaning up blood.

"A lot of people died this time."

Feng Zhou looked at the corpses being carried down and dressed in escort uniforms, and sighed slightly.

Wang Yi put the long sword on the ground, put his hands on his knees casually, looked up, and saw heavy snow falling from the sky.

The world is full of snow.

"Hey, your kid is not dead."

Li Changming didn't know when he stood in front of Wang Yi, but Wang Si was not with him.

"Where's Wang Si?"

Li Changming glanced at Feng Zhou who was sitting there and nodded, squatting next to the two of them, "Asleep."

"Fell asleep?"

Wang Yi was really confused. He thought Wang Si would be scared, but he didn't expect Wang Si to fall asleep by himself.

"That's right." Li Changming glanced at the busy people not far away, "Wang Si said, isn't it just a few people who died? She has seen it before, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Wang Yi felt a little chilled in his heart when he heard Li Changming's answer. Wang Si took life and death so casually at such a young age. It seemed that he had not been able to teach Wang Si better.

Li Changming naturally did not notice Wang Yi's change. Instead, he sat next to Wang Yi and looked at the injury on Wang Yi's heart. Blood was gushing out and soaking his clothes.

"You are seriously injured."

Wang Yi took a sip of wine and said calmly, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Li Changming grinned, naturally he didn't believe Wang Yi's statement. The blood was almost soaking all your clothes, and you were still bragging.

"A senior came in just now and didn't stop him."

Wang Yi grinned. It would be weird if you stopped him. He is a real saint, Jia Xu.

Li Changming glanced at the boatman who was standing not far away and did not dare to move. He became interested, quickly stood up, swayed his two sleeves, walked to the boatman's side, and circled him twice.

"What is he doing here?"

Wang Yi ignored Li Changming's question. This kid can't ignore him. Otherwise, God knows how long Li Changming will bother you. Feng Zhou took out the golden sore medicine from his body and put it in Wang Yi's hand. "Here, there is still some in it."

medicine."

Wang Yi took the golden sore medicine, took off his upper body clothes, and gently sprinkled the golden sore medicine on the wound. Wang Yi gritted his teeth, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Snowflakes fell on Feng Zhou's face, feeling slightly cold. Looking at the injuries on Wang Yi's body, Feng Zhou, as an escort, knew that those injuries should be from Wang Yi's previous fights, and some of the old injuries might be as old as now.

It was a long time ago, and those new injuries were probably caused by the recent fight with those thieves.

The old Feng Zhou felt guilty.

"Feel sorry."

Wang Yi, who was treating the wound, heard Feng Zhou's words in an apologetic tone. He was slightly startled at first, and then said with a smile: "What Chief Feng said was a bit hurtful. We are all members of Jin Yiwei, so there is no need to be like this."

Feng Zhou grinned. For the first time, this man who was born in Chang'an couldn't understand this adult. The adult in front of him was different from those he saw in Chang'an City, who were domineering and only knew how to make money and didn't care about the lives of the people.

The official ones were different, but he couldn't tell clearly.

"Master Wang, why don't I ask you to call me Brother Wang?"

After treating the wound, Wang Yi nodded and returned the bottle containing the golden sore medicine to Feng Zhou, "Of course, what Brother Feng said is exactly what I wanted."

Feng Zhou laughed loudly after receiving Wang Yi's answer. This shout made Brother Feng feel comfortable. Damn it, Brother Wang is suitable for being an official no matter what.

"Brother Wang, it's a pity for you to be an official. It's better to live in the world."

Wang Yi smiled hoarsely and touched his face, "If I, with my handsome appearance, join the world, all the women in the world will fall in love with me."

Feng Zhou never mentioned this sentence again.

"How are you going to deal with this person, Brother Feng?"

Feng Zhou glanced at the boatman who was standing there, scared out of his wits by Jia Xu, and then at the boat that was speeding towards him not far away. There were quite a few people on it, and it looked like they should be those who were knocked into the river by Jia Xu.

What did you say to Bai Rushuang when you went back? You should be here for negotiation now.

"With so many people dead, we naturally won't be kind. We won't let them go without them paying a price, but that senior?"

Wang Yi waved his hand, "It doesn't matter. If you don't care, senior doesn't care. I'll go see him and you can chat."

Feng Zhou nodded and did not stop him. Wang Yi acted like this because he wanted to negotiate terms with the other party without any scruples, and he also did not want to get involved in this matter.

Standing up and watching Wang Yi leave, Feng Zhou looked at the boat getting closer and closer with a sneer on his lips.

Wang Yi walked into the cabin and came to Wang Si's room. He looked at Wang Si who was sleeping soundly above. Wang Yi had been there for a long time. No one knew what Mr. Wang was thinking after he had just fought with Bai Rushuang and others.

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After a long time, Wang Yi slowly stood up and went to the next room, where Jia Xu was talking to Yang Jinling. When he saw Wang Yi pushing the door open, Jia Xu stopped the conversation and asked casually: "Have the matters outside been dealt with?

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Wang Yi sat casually on a chair, took off his clothes and put them on the table, "Well, it's better for Miss Yang to go out less recently. After all, no one will be able to save you next time."

The maid beside Yang Jinling was furious, pointed at Wang Yi and cursed: "Why do you talk like this? What does our young lady have to do with you if she can't go out?"

"Xiao Ling!" Yang Jinling shouted to stop his maid. Hearing his lady's words, he snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Wang Yi sneered, and then the long sword on the table was instantly unsheathed. In the next second, Wang Yi held the long sword and stood next to Xiao Ling. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and asked: "Who do you think you are, with me?"
To be continued...