A Clash of Gods Chapter 57: Flower market

The martial law of Jianye Beijing City has not been lifted. Once dusk, the streets and alleys of the city will be deserted, but it is now at noon, so the pedestrians on the street are still in constant flow, full of traffic, quite lively.

The crown is covered with Jinghua.

Yang Ning is riding a horse on the long street by the Qinhuai River at this time. It is a fashion to ride a horse in Beijing. Not only do the princes like to decorate their mounts exquisitely, but they are also some literati monks, All like riding horses, which is a fashion of Jianye Capital.

The literati sons passed by on horseback, all smiled, and looked up unconsciously. They didn’t need to look sideways, they didn’t want to look down, because the people there looked up to them.

They only look at the Huacai Lou Pavilion and the Fan Dai Qing Shan in the Fan Lou Pavilion of the Red Mansion.

Geniuses and beauties, this is the story, they pretend to be elegant, roaming by the Qinhuai River, is it not a wish to achieve a story?

The paintings on the Qinhuai River are like weaving. From time to time, the elegant and handsome man in the crown came out from the cabin and stood on the bow of the ship. He was followed by a few people, pointing out the spirit of the mountains and rivers.

This is a landscape that can be seen every day on the Qinhuai River.

This is the first time Yang Ning has passed the Qinhuai River in a serious manner. It is still early, he is not in a hurry to rush on the road, Yuan Rong is riding on the side of Yang Ning, but he has some doubts in his heart, I don’t know what Yang Ning wants Where to take yourself.

Dang Canghai is naturally not easy to prevent when Yang Ning leaves the government, but these days the prince is in danger continuously. He wanted to personally guard and follow him. Yang Ning knows whether Duan Canghai or Qi Feng and others are very serious in these days. After hard work, only Duan Canghai found two escorts to follow in Fufu.

After passing the Confucius Temple, Yang Ning turned to a long street, which was very different from the windy and prosperous riverside of the Qinhuai River. As soon as he turned into the street, there was a burst of floral fragrance, and he looked around. Red flowers and green leaves, colorful, there are many flower shops on both sides of the street, but it is a flower market.

Yang Ning was surprised, and now it’s October, but he doesn’t want to have a flower market. He doesn’t know flowers and plants. He rides on horseback and smells of flowers. He sees all kinds of exotic flowers and many varieties. It's unprecedented, and I thought that this month will still be able to bloom and leave leaves, and these flowers and plants are definitely not cheap.

However, the southern climate is pleasant, even in October, the weather is still warm.

Yuan Rong suddenly understood what he said, and said with a smile: "Having been in trouble for a long time, shouldn't the brothers lead me to Wuxiang Houfu? Haha, I haven't seen your big uncle for some time. Today we are just right. I will meet him later."

"Big Uncle?" Yang Ning stunned and turned to look at Yuan Rong without asking.

He knows that his performance today is very different from that of his former life. Some connections can be unclear, but he can’t ask frequently, otherwise it will inevitably make people suspicious.

It's just during this turn of my head that my eyes suddenly glimpsed a figure not far away, there are not many people coming and going in this flower market, but there are many female families, and that figure is tall and tall, which is very conspicuous in the crowd. Seeing that his heart was tight, he recognized it at a glance. The man was the grey-robed elder who was the **** last time.

Yang Ning has seen this person twice, the first time it looks like a rather elegant elder, but the second time he turns into an eunuch, this time again in a gray robe with long whiskers fluttering.

"How could this guy be here?" Yang Ning was alert, turning over and dismounting. The elder gray robe obviously didn't pay attention to Yang Ning and walked through the crowd.

The old guy's identity is uncertain, but Yang Ning is sure that the beard on his mouth must be sticking, otherwise it was only a few days ago that he saw that he had no whiskers, and it is impossible to grow out in just a few days.

He couldn’t help but chase it, and squeezed over there in the crowd. Yuan Rong didn’t know, so he shouted: “Brother Ning, where are you going again?”

Yang Ning saw that the elder gray robe was not far in front of him, and accelerated his pace, suddenly listening to "Ouch", and passing through the door of a flower shop, he actually hit a person, the voice was quite delicate, it seemed Being a woman, Yang Ning couldn't apologize for a while, and chased forward a few steps, only to see that the elder gray robe had disappeared from the crowd.

He stopped his footsteps and looked around in a daze. Everyone came and went, but he disappeared from the gray robe elder.

Yang Ning frowned, and at this moment, suddenly heard the sound of a horseshoe, and from the other side of the Long Street, there was a dense sound of horseshoes.

Yang Ning frowned, thinking that this was a market street. People came and went. Although he was riding a horse, he only walked slowly, but now the sound of horseshoes, like raindrops, is it impossible to step on the dead? ?

Sure enough, I saw pedestrians on the Long Street avoiding each other, some people couldn't dodge, fluttered around and yelled.

Crossing across the long street to ride a few horses, the horseshoes hurriedly, seeing that the people on the long street turned their horses, but they did not look slowed down. Yang Ning frowned, and was about to avoid. Suddenly his heart sank, but it was It was found that in the middle of the street, a 7- or 8-year-old child was sitting on the ground playing with a clay figurine. There were no adults around him. The child grabbed a clay figurine in one hand and played with it. He didn't notice the danger.

The horses galloped, apparently squatting in the middle of the street without realizing the child. Someone on the side had found this scene and screamed in shock.

Yang Ning has now rushed past like an arrow from the string.

Yang Ning is extremely fast, but the horses are just a few feet away from the child. At the current speed of Yang Ning, he thumps in front of the child. If the horse is too late to restrain, he It is likely to be knocked off with the child.

But he didn't hesitate.

He knows that at this moment, the only one who can possibly save the child is himself. If he struggles hard, there is hope, otherwise the child will be trampled under the feet of the horse, and there is no reason to live.

In the shrill voice, many people have turned their heads and can’t bear to look at the thrilling scene.

The horse is a good horse. It’s as fast as electricity. The horse in front of me is not far away from the child. Yang Ning is also far away from the child.

The same distance but different speed.

The horse’s rushing speed, of course, is not comparable to Yang Ning’s speed. He only felt a cold heart, and in anxiety, he just hoped to concentrate his body strength on his legs, and it seemed to be slower. Yang Ning With a low growl, this is the moment when he found that the strength of his chest poured down like a torrent, pouring into his two legs.

At the moment when the power was poured into his legs, Yang Ning kicked his legs, and the whole person was like a cheetah, grabbed in the head of the horse, grabbed the child’s arm, and pulled it in his arms to the side Get over.

The horse hoared, his front hoof was raised, he stood alone, and then he fell, stepping on the place where the child had just been. If Yang Ning was one point away, the child must have died under the horseshoe.

"Bang!"

Yang Ning couldn’t keep up until he rolled, hitting a flower shop in front of the flower bed in front of the door. His whole body hurts, but at this time the momentum was put away, his hands raised, and the child was held in the air. .

"Ah...!" With a scream, a woman had already snatched it and said with tears: "Dinger, Dinger, how are you...?"

Yang Ning only felt a cold sweat. Hearing the woman crying, she turned her head and glanced. I saw that she was a woman of less than thirty. She looked like a girl in a big family. She knew that the child must be with her. There was a relationship, and the child was handed over, grinning reluctantly: "He..... he should be fine, don’t worry..."

The woman hugged the child and checked it up and down. When she saw that the child was safe, she was relieved to see Yang Ning sitting up and busy: "Emperor, thank you......, thank you Saved my family Ding'er..., great grace, I must repay...!" and anxiously said: "Eun Gong, you...you are bleeding." Others, take out an embroidery par and give it to Yang Ning, "Hurry, you wipe it first, I'll call you a doctor...!"

Yang Ning felt that there was blood flowing on the forehead, and the pain was hot. I knew that it was hit on the flower bed~IndoMTL.com~ It was just a wound to the flesh, and I did not receive the embroidery par. "..." I wanted to get up and found that the two legs that were full of strength were sore and weak at this time, making it difficult to get up at one time.

"Good brother...!" Yuan Rong has rushed over, with a horrified look, "Are you... are you okay?"

Yang Ning raised his hand and wiped the blood on his forehead with his sleeve, shook his head, and his legs were soft and weak, which made Yang Ning feel a little scared.

It was just a moment before he got a shot, but he felt that his legs were suddenly strong, and it seemed that he was transferred from Dantian to his legs with anxiety.

If it were not for the influx of strength, you would never have the power to grab the children before the horse.

But the strength disappeared at this moment, and the two legs were numb and cramped. Duan Canghai had warned him before that he should never easily mobilize his strength. This time he had no choice but to know if he was right His body caused harm.

"Ge Lao Zi, still have some skills!"

A voice came, not a mandarin in the capital, with a somewhat arrogant tone. Yang Ning's face sank, and he looked up, only to see that he was not far in front of him, a majestic horse with a tall head, majestic and majestic. He looked at Yang Ning very indifferently, the sun shining diagonally, shining on the rider, dragging out a long shadow, shining on Yang Ning's body.

A few quick horses have followed.

Several people are wearing dark green jerseys, but white cloth is wrapped around their heads, and there are scimitars around their waists. Although they don’t look tall and sturdy, they all show their eyesight. Knowing that Wu Gongxiu is flat is not low.

These people are obviously well-trained. At this time, holding the reins of the horse in one hand and pressing the other on the handle of the scimitar, all eyes are fixed on Yang Ning. Ning is the perpetrator.