Chapter 90 I, Zhang Mazi

Two days later.

A dark rainy night.

Xishanyi.

A figure wearing a nine-cylinder mask quietly fell from the wall, carefully observing the surroundings, with a pair of protruding eyes like a demon. Then he walked to the door, silently opened the door bolt, and then dripped oil on the door shaft.

Open slowly...

Outside is a group of figures also wearing masks.

"picture!"

Jiutong said in a low voice.

Santong quickly took out a layout diagram of Xishan Station drawn on a piece of cloth.

"This is the post chief's residence. This is the post station's officer's residence. This is the guest room, but I don't know which room the person is in. This is the escort officer's residence. There are quite a few people in the post station, and there are dozens of numbers."

He pointed to the small houses above and said.

"Five tubes, six tubes here, seven tubes, eight tubes here, don't kill anyone, just use the thing I gave you to charm you.

Use with caution.

Never smell this stuff yourself.”

Jiutong said.

"I understand, little one!"

The four tubes immediately whispered.

Then they quickly disappeared into the darkness on both sides.

"Walk!"

Jiutong then waved his hand.

Then he quickly took the remaining four tubes to Yi Cheng's residence, took out something outside the door, and shined it at the crack of the door. Then the crack in the door turned fiery red, and soon the door bolt inside burned out. Three

Tong and Si Tong gently opened the door, leaving Tong and Tong outside to stare. Jiu Tong closed his protruding eyes and went in with them. Inside, Yi Cheng was still sleeping with a woman in his arms.

Jiutong quickly pressed his mouth.

The Yi Cheng who was awakened looked at them in confusion, and the woman next to him also woke up. Before she could scream, a handkerchief in Sigong's hand covered her nose.

The woman fainted immediately.

Yi Cheng also woke up and looked at the nine-cylinder mask in front of him struggling in horror.

"I, Zhang Mazi, have been friends with Mr. Qian for many years. We have been cooperating with him to print money and rely on him to transport weapons. Now that he is in trouble, I cannot stand by and watch. I am here for nothing else. I just want to save his father and son. I don't want to

Death will take us to release them.

Just blink if you agree!”

Jiutong said.

Yi Cheng blinked hurriedly.

Jiutong let go of his hand, and Santong forced Yi Cheng with a knife. The latter stood up tremblingly...

"Uncle, you saved them, but the little one's life is not safe."

Yi Cheng said while crying.

"All mortals are mortal!"

Jiutong said seriously.

Yi Cheng had no choice but to be forced out by them.

Soon another four barrels returned.

"Is the matter done?"

Jiutong asked.

"Brother, this thing was like a god. It poured into their room through the window. They all slept as if they were dead. My brother went in to check and shook them all. However, the brothers tied them up again just to be safe.

Get up and block their mouths, so even if they wake up suddenly, they won't be able to miss the thing."

Wu Tong whispered excitedly.

Jiutong nodded with satisfaction and quickly led Yi Cheng to a door.

This one is locked from the outside.

Ertong stepped forward and opened the lock. After pushing the door open, there were three men in prison uniforms. One old and two middle-aged, both lying in new bedding. There was also an oil lamp. When they heard the sound of them entering the door, they opened their eyes one after another.

Before they could wake up, Three Tongs quickly stepped forward and covered their mouths and noses with a handkerchief each. The three fell into unconsciousness immediately. Three Tongs directly carried the three of them. Jiu Tong walked into the room and found that there were pens, inks and papers.

Inkstone, and there were also poems written by three people, which were nothing but awe-inspiring and upright. He simply picked them up, then walked to the wall with a pen and wrote hard...

"My heart is in Shandong and my body is in Wu, and the rivers and seas are full of moans. If I succeed in the future, I dare to laugh at Huang Chao's lack of husband!"

After he finished writing, he enjoyed it with satisfaction.

Then he turned to look at Yi Cheng...

"I think you are also a good man. Why don't you go to Taihu Lake with me? In the future, Mr. Qian and his son will become military advisors, just like Liu Bowen. In the future, we will become a big thing, and you will be granted the title of marquis."

He said very seriously.

Yi Cheng was so frightened that he cried.

"Uncle, uncle, please spare me!"

He lay on the ground and kowtowed and said.

This Tamar is just a fool who listens to too many books!

Has it become a big deal?

You thought you were the current emperor!

"Hmph, I guess I misjudged you. Tell the court officials that I will take Mr. Qian and his son away. If you dare to embarrass the Qian family again, be careful when I and Mr. Qian achieve great things in the future, we will massacre Suzhou Mansion!"

Jiutong shouted.

Then he picked up the oil lamp and lit the straw and bedding on the ground directly. Dragging the post manager with three tubes, a group of people quickly left the post station. At this time, there were already flames behind them, and the alarm was raised on the tower of Wuxi South Gate not far away.

The gong sounded, and even people on the boats on the canal were awakened. This is the dock outside Wuxi's South Gate, with its back against the city wall. The canal boats were lined up near the shore for the night. The sailors and business travelers looked at Xishan Station in astonishment.

There was a huge fire, and a person wearing a nine-tube mask walked out proudly.

"I, Zhang Mazi, are here to save Mr. Qian and his son. It has nothing to do with others. Don't seek death!"

Jiutong shouted in the firelight.

As he spoke, he looked at the small tree next to him, raised his hands upside down, and pulled it out suddenly with a roar.

Then he threw it into the canal.

The sailors and businessmen all watched carefully.

Then other tubes put the Qian family and his son on their boat.

This is actually a slender dragon boat.

After Zhang Mazi got on the boat, he beat the drums and rowed with eight oars and eight tubes. The dragon boat rushed towards the mouth of Liangxi River like an arrow. Zhang Mazi, wearing a nine-tube mask, just stood on the bow of the boat and kept beating the drums.

With the firelight of Xishanyi in the background, it disappeared arrogantly into the darkness of Liangxi amidst the attention on the canal...

the next day.

"Ambassador, Qian Li and his son were rescued by a lake thief who called himself Zhang Mazi in Xishanyi!"

Han Sheng said solemnly.

"What?"

Zhang Xianzong was immediately stunned.

"What?"

Yang Feng, who was testing the strength of the bolts, immediately raised his head and screamed with an exaggerated expression.

"Mr. Han, how do you do things, escort several prisoners and still get them kidnapped?"

he said angrily.

"Ambassador, this has nothing to do with the old man. Qian Li and his son were handed over to the Suzhou Prefecture the day before yesterday. They have nothing to do with the Suzhou Guards. The escort was also from the Suzhou Prefecture. It is said that the Suzhou Prefecture was too careless and sent a total of six officers to escort him and his son. Last night, the Wuxi gentry also returned

They entertained his father and his son at a banquet at Xishan Post, and then stayed at Xishan Post. In the middle of the night, Zhang Mazi led someone in, and used witchcraft to charm the people at the post and the escorting officers. He forced the postmaster to lead the way to find his father and son, and then rescued them.

The inn was set on fire.

Ha, this is the elder of Suzhou Prefecture who swears to pass down poems and books to his family.

He also said that the old man would be beaten into submission!
To be continued...