"The Lu family is here. Stop, do not make a mistake!"
Seeing the dozens of fast horses about to arrive, one of the guards immediately pulled out his sword and shouted.
The speed of the approaching people gradually slowed, and the cone formation gradually turned into a half moon, holding Dugu Yu in the middle.
Dugu Yu stepped out of the crowd with an imposing appearance. "I don't care if you are from the Lu family or any other family. The wife of one of my close friends has been kidnapped. Your Lu family is a major suspect. I want to inspect the carriage. If the person I am looking for is not in the carriage, I will immediately let you go! "
The Guanlong family valued martial arts and was uncultured. Their way of doing things was different from the aristocratic families of Shandong. Since Dugu Yu had decided to befriend Yang Fan, he would not be afraid of the slightest thing. Moreover, the Lu family's foundation was in Fanyang, and the Dugu family's foundation was in Chang 'an. The Dugu family's closest power to the aristocratic families of Shandong was the Longxi Li family, not the Fanyang Lu family. Dugu Yu did not care if he really offended the Lu family. Unless the other was one of the four families of Guanzhong, Wei, Pei, Liu, or Xue, he might hesitate.
The Lu family guard with the tip of his sword snorted coldly. "Such big words. You think you can inspect the Lu family's carriage just because you want to?"
Dugu Yu's hand tightened slightly. He stopped his horse and said with a smile, "I want to inspect, but you won't let me. What else is there to say? Do it! "
At the same time, Lu Boyan also came out of the carriage and shouted in a deep voice, "Don't waste words, beat them back!"
Lu Boyan had great prestige among these guards. At his order, the guards did not say another word. Even though there were many enemies in front of them, they still urged their horses forward without any hesitation.
In terms of martial arts, Young Master Jiang's guards were clearly a level higher. However, Dugu Yu's group not only outnumbered them, but they were also skilled in horsemanship. On horseback, they could use one hundred and twenty percent of their martial arts, but these Succession Hall experts could not even use eighty percent of their martial arts.
Fortunately, Dugu Yu didn't want to go too far. He only wanted to stop them from searching the carriage, so he didn't order his subordinates to be heavy-handed. Even so, seven or eight experts of the Succession Hall were more or less injured. When they realized that the horses were restricting their movements, they dismounted from their horses and started to fight.
If the warhorses couldn't display the advantage of charging, then they would suffer a great loss when fighting against these nimble fighters. Especially when these experts from the Succession Hall cut off the horses' legs before killing them. Four or five Dugu Residence's imperial bodyguards lost their lives in an instant. After seeing blood and killing people, both sides were truly enraged and no longer showed any mercy.
The Dugu Residence's imperial bodyguards relied on their numbers to attack the enemy in groups of three to five. Although their martial arts were far inferior to their opponents, they were adept at military warfare. They cooperated with each other, you attack while I defend, their coordination was flawless. Using their advantage in numbers and joint attack tactics, they made up for their lack of martial arts.
In this kind of stalemate, there were constant injuries and deaths as the price. In the melee, people were constantly injured and people constantly fell. Fortunately, they were far away from the official road and no one saw such a fierce battle. They could fight without any distractions. It was either live or die!
Dugu Yu sat upright on his horse, his sharp eyes piercing through the crowd of people fighting and looking at the carriage.
Lu Boyan stood on the carriage like a pine tree probing out of a rock, calmly looking at Dugu Yu.
The distance between them was less than twenty zhang. To Dugu Yu's precious horse, twenty zhang was a distance that could be covered in the blink of an eye. But between the two sides, there were thirty to forty people fighting to the death. Sword shadows, saber light, and bloodstains. Before one side died, this distance in the blink of an eye was like the end of the world!
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"Which direction … to chase?"
Standing at the crossroads, Tin Aino asked while gasping for breath.
Of the four carriages, they had already intercepted one and caught up to another. The other two had fled to who knew where. There were three directions, and there were two carriages in three directions. A Nu dared to fight with all her might, but she didn't dare to decide which direction to chase. This responsibility was too heavy for her to bear.
"Chase forward!"
Without hesitation, Yang Fan charged south along Vermillion Bird Avenue.
He didn't know which direction the two carriages had gone, nor did he know which of the two carriages was his target. He didn't even know if he could catch up to the carriages if he chased after them. He just wanted to keep running. As long as he was still running, there was no despair.
Without another word, Tian Nu followed Yang Fan and charged towards the Illustrious Virtue Gate. They were already very tired from the constant running and killing, but they were still as fast as the wind.
In order to not attract the attention of the guards when they entered the city, they were all wrapped in relatively clean robes and cloaks that they had taken from the Lu Residence's guards. As they galloped, their cloaks were like two clouds blown by the wind, slowly heading south, and then south …
Liu Biantian was like a cunning hound with a keen sense of smell. He usually curled up in his yamen, looking lazy, but when there was a slight movement, he would prick up his ears, focus his eyes, and look into the distance quietly and vigilantly. When he found his target, he would jump up.
In the morning, he went to the detention room to deal with the backlog of official duties. Just as he was about to drink a bowl of buttermilk and rest, a shopkeeper's words alerted him: there seemed to be a fight in the Lu Residence of Xingning Lane. Some neighbors heard quarreling and cursing coming from the Lu Residence, as well as the clanging of weapons.
Liu Biantian was in charge of the huge Chang 'an City. Even if it was a murder case, there would be judicial officials to handle it, let alone a fight. Otherwise, as the Chang' an magistrate, he wouldn't be able to handle it even if he died of exhaustion. But this case happened in the Lu Residence, so it was different.
One of his important tasks in the Chang 'an Local Government was to monitor these aristocratic families.
Liu Biantian immediately ordered people to rush to the Lu Residence to find out what was going on.
When his people pounced on the Lu Residence like a pack of hunting dogs, they didn't even let them through the door. Although these public security officers usually swaggered around, if the Lu Residence didn't let them in, they really didn't dare to barge in. They stood at the door and asked, but the Lu Residence indifferently told them, "The master went back to Fanyang Province to visit his family. There is a large amount of property to be transported. Two servants tried to steal the property, but were discovered and punished. They don't need to worry about the Lu Residence!" Then they closed the door.
After hearing this, Liu Biantian didn't take it to heart. Such an independent incident wasn't enough to make him nervous. He originally thought this matter was over, but in the afternoon, he heard that there seemed to be sounds of metal cruising and fighting in the Lu Residence of Yongping Lane.
The Lu Residence again?
This time, Liu Biantian wouldn't take it lightly. He specially sent an experienced confidant to Yongping Lane to investigate.
Originally, the second house Yang Fan went to was Jingan Lane. But at that time, Old Duke Li, Old Duke Wang, and Old Duke Zheng were all there. The three elders had already issued a gag order and all traces had been erased. The neighbors who might have heard something had also "operated", so no news had spread.
When Liu Biantian's confidant rushed to Yongping Lane, he saw people slaughtering pigs and sheep in the alley. Blood was splattered all over the ground. As he walked forward, a strong smell of meat wafted over, making his mouth water.
The autumn air was crisp, and the Lu Residence was grilling meat.
This constable was calm and experienced in handling cases. When he first saw the Lu Residence slaughtering livestock in front of the yard, he was already suspicious. He had already asked around and knew that the owner of this place had returned to Fanyang. It was said that it was the grand ancestral worship ceremony that happened once every ten years, and that the Old Duke would celebrate his birthday. Now that the Lu Residence was so lively, it was a little too strange.
He had thought of many excuses. No matter how difficult the owner tried to make things for him, he would go in and take a look. But when he arrived at the Lu Residence, they let him in without any hindrance. He didn't use any of the excuses he had prepared beforehand. After the constable entered, he finally understood why the people who answered the door didn't stop him. These people weren't from the Lu Residence at all.
In the main hall of the front yard, the young masters of the Cui Family, Zheng Family, Li Family, and Wang Family were all present. All of them were red in the face from drinking. In the courtyard outside the hall, several pairs of warriors were fighting. After asking around, he found out that these young masters were tired of playing the game of throwing pearls into the water and were competing with each other in martial arts.
All the young masters displayed their skills. The courtyard was filled with the shadows of swords and sabers, and the sounds of killing could be heard continuously. That was not all. These young masters who represented the aristocratic families had some good friends, senior brothers, and junior brothers. They were all cheering from the side. The intense shouts were incessant, filling the air.
Whichever young master won would clap his hands and laugh. His subordinates would also play along, beating gongs, lighting fireworks, and setting off firecrackers to celebrate. Only then did the constable understand why they were slaughtering livestock outside. It turned out that they had borrowed someone else's house, so it was inconvenient for them to enter the inner residence.
The constable didn't find anything suspicious, so he went back to the magistrate's office to report. When he returned to the magistrate's office, he happened to see that Lord Liu had sent a large group of people to the North City. It was said that there was a bloody battle outside the North City. When they arrived at the scene of the battle, they saw nothing but a few pools of blood …
There were no victims, no murderers, no corpses. The main road was empty. If it weren't for the few pools of blood on the ground, they would have suspected that someone was playing tricks on the officials.
However, there were only a few pools of blood. What could they do?
When Liu Qiantian heard the constable's report, his suspicions were dispelled. However, when he heard that there was a model bandit in the city who was so resourceful and obedient that he didn't cause any trouble for the officials, his suspicions were once again aroused. With this kind of ability, who else could it be other than those aristocratic families?
He really wanted to know what exactly happened. These three groundless incidents almost all had something to do with the word "fight". However, he just couldn't figure out who was fighting who, why they were fighting, and what was the outcome of the fight.
This mystery made the Royal Hunting Dog so anxious that it couldn't be scratched. It ran around in circles.
Five miles out of the city, Yang Fan was urging the horse to gallop faster and faster. Tin Aino suddenly shouted, "There's a carriage over there!"
Yang Fan turned his head when he heard this. He saw a small road by the side of the road. The roof of a carriage had just disappeared under a mound at the end of the road. Yang Fan immediately urged the horse. The horse couldn't stop and was exhausted. With a "bang", it fell to the ground and broke one of its legs. Luckily, Yang Fan was agile and jumped away the moment the horse fell.
"Come up!"
Tin Aino reached out and grabbed Yang Fan's hand. He interlocked his fingers with Yang Fan's and pulled him in front of him. The two of them and one horse rushed towards the mound on the small road!
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