The farmer Wang Benliang jumped carefully on the tree, but Fan Qiong became even more excited when he heard Wang Benliang's words. He stuffed his right hand into his mouth and whistled directly.

Seeing that the few people were not moving after reminding him, Fan Qiong was even more overwhelmed, obviously trying to expose the few people. He felt anger in his heart. He turned his body and went down the tree. He said angrily: "We have been hiding for so long, and we have been exposed by you."

Fan Qiong smiled and said to Wang Benliang: "Catch them and catch them directly, so we can save another trip."

When Wang Benliang heard Fan Qiong's words, he was delighted and said, "Are you going to do it? Finally, I don't have to stay on this mountain of Luo Shizi." After that, Wang Benliang greeted the two Jurchens he had found.

As soon as the two Jurchens entered the forest, they saw one person coming towards him. They knew that the matter was exposed and did not say much. They drew their swords and slashed. As soon as the servant fought, Wang Benliang felt a lot of pressure. Although these two people were not as good as him, they were defeated by one against the two Wang Benliang. He was dealing with the two while waiting for the others to come.

Although the Jurchens had an advantage in two-on-one, they did not dare to underestimate the enemy. They tried their best to take down this person as soon as possible to avoid accidents.

The more the Jurchens were afraid of the accident, the incident came immediately. Not only did the person in front of them failed to take it down, but six people suddenly appeared around them. However, the six people did not rush up, but instead held their hands to watch the fun there. One of them was thin and small, and they also guided them from time to time.

"Be careful behind you."

The man reminded him again, and one of the Jurchens quickly turned around and raised his knife to resist, looking at the knife blocking the slash.

"Yes, attack him on the left."

Another Jurchen attacked Wang Benliang's left rib.

"Pi Hou, which side are you from?" Wang Benliang saw that not only did not come forward to help, but Fan Qiong also gave advice to the two people on the other side. He could have been dealing with each other, but at this time he was beaten to the point of being beaten.

Seeing Wang Benliang's difficulty in resisting, Fan Qiong picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the foot of a Jurchen, shouting in his mouth: "Be careful of your feet."

As Fan Qiong finished speaking, a Jurchen man stepped on the stone and his body fell down. Then two Jinyiwei rushed forward and two embroidered swords were placed on the man's neck.

After one person was dealt with, Wang Benliang was relaxed and relaxed when dealing with the remaining one. Soon, Wang Benliang kicked the remaining Jurchen out with a heart-warming foot, and two more Jinyiwei stepped forward to take the man.

Seeing that the two of them were solved, Wang Benliang withdrew his knife and slapped his hands a few times and said, "It's finally solved. Let's take those two cannons away first."

Several people tied the two Jurchens with ropes and tied them into a string. Fan Qiong led them forward like a monkey. The remaining people followed Zhang Cang and Wang Benliang to find the place where the cannons were hidden. After a lot of effort, they dragged the two cannons away.

Fan Qiong led the two of them in front and said, "After all, nothing happened to you, otherwise you two would have to work in the East Factory."

"Is there something unexpected happening to you?" Zhang Cang said in confusion after hearing Fan Qiong's words.

Fan Qiong said: "We also despise those Jurchens too much. I thought that the extra people could do anything, but they didn't expect these people to be as slippery as loaches. In the end, they just let them run away. Otherwise, Your Highness wouldn't be so arrogant and said that if you fail, you will castrate yourself and go to the East Factory to work as a job."

Zhang Cang sneered: "Don't old Duan always boast about his iron-faced god-brokenness, Bao Gong is the same as the world's Bao Gong? Why can even leak fish in the net this time?"

Fan Qiong smiled and said, "Duan Longtu is so embarrassing this time, which makes us lose face this time."

Several people talked and laughed and threw the two Jurchens into the imperial prison, and the artillery was temporarily detained in the Beizhen Prefecture Department.

Before dawn, the North Korean mission's inn was almost busy, and the last few cars were tied up and the ropes were about to be opened.

The North Korean mission headed the second prince of North Korea, Li Mao. Li Mao sat in the carriage and raised the curtain and ordered outside. The envoy who was sitting on the tall horse waved to the back and rode his horse first to open the road.

Pingchuan Street outside the North Korean Inn is not too open, but it is more than enough for such a team of people to pass through. However, after all the cars and horses walked out, they met a team of mourning.

The North Korean mission took the lead to avoid the crowd before dawn, but he encountered a funeral in the morning. He saw a few people in front of the funeral team holding soul-summoning banners, and filial sons and grandsons were wearing mourning clothes and mourning sticks. Some people were holding spoons and sprinkling some rice soup on the ground. Then there were dozens of people holding coffins and funeral teams, with paper money floating in the sky.

If you squeeze this road, you can barely allow two people to pass. However, the second prince of North Korea is used to being in the principals in North Korea on weekdays. Although he has been ordered not to cause trouble in the Ming Dynasty, he has no awe of a group of civilians who are mourning, so he ordered the family who is leading the way to let him continue to move forward and let the people on the other side avoid it.

The funeral team looked a little weak along the way, barely avoiding the team in front of the delegation. Just as the team was about to pass, Li Mao saw a few pieces of paper money floating into the carriage along the window and curtain of the carriage. He reached out to pick up the paper money, said "unlucky" in dissatisfaction, and then threw the paper money out of the window.

At this moment, he heard a "bang", and then Li Mao heard the convoy behind him in chaos, as if he was causing the team to conflict with the funeral attendant.

After a brief inquiry, I realized that the carriage transporting goods behind the delegation smashed the pot of the pottery that had ordered soup in the funeral procession. The funeral procession, which had already made the road, was naturally very dissatisfied. In addition, the people on both sides clashed. The funeral procession ignored the rules that the coffin did not fall to the ground. The filial sons wearing mourning clothes and filial sticks and those carrying the coffin put their work in their hands and started to make trouble with the people in the delegation. Before Li Mao could get off the carriage, he saw that many carriages carrying goods were overturned.

Seeing this, Li Mao was panicked. The goods were said to be tributed, but many of them were mixed with banned items that were shameless. Li Mao was threatened by the Jurchens and agreed to help them carry some firearms out of the city, but he did not expect that something would go wrong here.

This funeral team was nothing else, but Xiao Yao. Meng Hui was dressed with a group of Jinyiwei. He overturned the North Korean mission's carriage and did not see the firearm. The people thought of a mistake in their hearts and thought about how to get out. However, when the third carriage was overturned, it was a musket on the ground. Only then did they feel at ease. Since the North Korean mission had bad intentions, Jinyiwei was reasonable even if they took them down openly, let alone the identity had not been revealed at this time.

Soon, the canvas covered by the remaining hundreds of trucks were basically cut by knives, and more than one hundred and two carriages were all firearms except for the few carriages in front and behind. They were just firearms, but some tea leaves and cloth were disguised on the outside.

When the people who followed Li Mao saw that the matter was exposed, they shouted without waiting for Li Mao to give orders and pulled out their knife to surround the funeral team. Li Mao stood in the carriage and shouted, "Stop it all, we are the North Korean mission, and if we dare to do anything, we will kill them."

As soon as Li Mao finished speaking, he heard a "whoosh" sound, and a feather arrow shot into the frame of the carriage in his ear. He was so scared that he didn't dare to move around, and his shouting was useless at all.

Li Mao's entourages took swords to slash at the funeral team that were still in chaos, but were easily avoided. At this time, these people realized that the funeral team was not simple, and the Jinyiwei who avoided the blade also found that these entourages who swung their swords were not Koreans, but looked more like Jurchens.

At this moment, a group of Jinyiwei in flying fish suits and embroidered spring swords rushed out of the alley next to him. When Li Mao saw Jinyiwei arrive, he seemed to have seen his relatives who were saving the suffering. He hurriedly stepped forward and handed over a stack of silver notes and said, "This adult is Li Mao, the North Korean mission, and this group of troublemakers are in trouble. Please take them down quickly, so as not to affect the relationship between the Ming Dynasty and our North Korea."

The Jinyiwei Qianhu, who was in charge, was no one else. It was Zhang Cang who came back from Dongshan. Zhang Cang took the silver notes without making any trace and put them in his sleeve. He waved to the Jinyiwei behind and said, "Take it down."

Li Mao then saw the group of Jinyiwei step forward and seize all the weapons in the hands of the North Korean mission, and then took them.

When Li Mao saw that the situation was wrong, he thought that the adult who had received his money had arrested the wrong partner. He hurried forward and said, "Oh, sir, I made a mistake. These are all people from our mission. You must arrest those who wear mourning clothes."

"Who do you want to arrest anyone in Qianhu and ask you to point fingers? His Highness the Second Prince, are these people also from your North Korean mission?" Zhang Cang pointed to the followers of Li Mao who had been stabbed.

Li Mao said without hesitation: "These people are my followers..."

Before Li Mao finished speaking, Zhang Cang interrupted: "Your Highness the Second Prince, you have to think clearly before you can talk about it. We have registered the list of the North Korean mission. I see that these people are quite similar to the Jurchen detailed works we had investigated some time ago. The Second Prince should consider the relationship between my Ming Dynasty and North Korea. Is there anyone involved in the mission? He also transferred the items given to him to the tribute?"

After hearing the words of the Jinyiwei Qianhu on the opposite side, Li Mao understood the other party's intention after thinking for a moment. He was afraid that the other party would have known about this matter for a long time. This statement was just to leave room for North Korea to avoid making a big deal. Just shirking these things to these people.
Chapter completed!