Chapter 296

"What does this elder brother Zhangsun want to do?" Luo Shixinzhi stiffened his neck, but couldn't see clearly what the two people standing in the darkness were making.

Then, Zhili, Du Fuwei and others saw Master Duan reaching into his arms with helplessness on his face, and took out something for Changsun Wuji.

Changsun Wuji then walked away, and Master Duan came back again.

"Master, what is Master Changsun looking for you for?" Zhili came closer and asked in a low voice.

"Ask me who made this sesame seed cake." Master Duan chewed the pancake, but he didn't hide anything.

"Then he asked me for a piece of pancake, saying he was a little hungry now.

I didn’t want to give it to him at first, but I couldn’t convince him..."

"!!!" The other four people present almost peed. What the hell kind of twist is this?

Everyone looked at the distance with astonished faces. Changsun Wuji left only the five people present with his plump figure and walked away...

In the distance, the fat boy Zhang Sun Wuji was biting into sesame seed cakes, his face full of enjoyment. "This thing is really good, the more you chew, the more delicious it becomes..."

"Come on, just go, what's the big deal? I, the eldest grandson Wuji, am not one to retreat in times of trouble."

"For my sister, I can endure any kind of hardship, squeak, squeak, squeak...it's so fragrant, squeak, squeak..."

"By the way, I haven't seen you buy pancakes before. Why do you take out pancakes to grind your teeth every day?" Zhili felt that there was no need to worry about anything else. He was more concerned about this issue.

"I made it myself." Master Duan still looked indifferent. "I learned this craft from my master."

"No wonder your master... Having said that, I really want to taste what this cake you made tastes like."

"That's right, little master brother, after all, we brothers have known each other for such a long time. Since we are friends, let's have a taste of what's going on."

"That's right, brother Changsun, you just gave it to us, so we have to have a share..."

Duan Shizi, who was clumsy and tongue-tied, reluctantly took out two pancakes from his arms: "No more, you can share them..."

"It's okay, I have a small appetite, so I'll give you half of it each." Luo Shixin couldn't wait to grab one and tear it in two.

"Oh...it tastes really good, and it's very chewy and strong. The more you chew, the more delicious it becomes..."

"Master, little brother, why don't you do more? When the time comes, we will be traveling north and have nothing to do. Do more. If you don't have time, you can still have something to eat."

"Yes, creak, creak, creak... Master, why are you here?"

"..." Yang Qian looked at the five living treasures standing outside the door with bulging mouths.

"Here, give me some and I'll try it too. Is it that delicious?" Yang Qian didn't bother to fight with them and stretched out his hand directly to Master Duan.

This taciturn and righteous Peter Pan could only reluctantly agree.

Then, under the gaze of four pairs of widened eyes, he took out another pancake from his arms and handed it to Yang Qian.

"Squeak, squeak, oh, this tastes really good...but it's better than the pancakes made by the cook in the mansion." Yang Qian's eyes suddenly lit up.

When Wugou poked his head out curiously, all the big guys were squeaking their mouths, like a group of hamsters grinding their teeth...

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At the end of February in the sixth year of Daye, Yang Guang's huge dragon boat finally left the dock slowly, escorted by hundreds of officials who stayed behind, and protected by nearly a thousand ships of various types.

Surrounded by nearly 100,000 soldiers and horses on land and water, they began to leave the Eastern Capital and began to head north along the Yongji Canal...

Yang Qian rode his horse and led his entourage, no, it should be renamed Buqu now, walking among the team belonging to Zuo Beishen Mansion.

Zhili, Master Duan and others all received a suit of leather armor and followed Yang Qian, a middle-level cadre of Zuo Beishen Mansion, faithfully.

A large cart accompanying Yang Qian contained personal belongings belonging to Yang Qian and his servants, including his Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

He looked back at the crowd of people who were seeing him off, and then turned to look at the majestic dragon boat and countless other boats accompanying him.

After that, there were the five bodyguards belonging to Yang Qian's men. They all rode behind and were accompanied by their own servants.

As for his old father, Yang Ning, he was also the founding Duke of the country, so he naturally had his own boat. Unfortunately, Yang Qian had an official position.

There was no way to go on the boat and enjoy it comfortably, so he could only drive the mount hard and lead his team and his pitifully few subordinates on the shore.

As for the members of the Bishenfu who were on duty, they could comfortably enjoy the treatment of riding the dragon boat with His Majesty.

After walking for nearly an hour, more than 100,000 people gradually formed a queue on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, and Dongdu was finally left behind.

Yang Qian couldn't help but turn his horse's head again, and took another look at the outline of Dongdu.

Under the persuasion of Yang Qian and his father Yang Ning, his mother and Wugou did not come to the pier to see each other off. After all, there were too many people traveling, and it was a huge crowd.

Yang Qian couldn't help but feel a slight soreness in his nose when he thought of the scene when his mother and Xiao Wugou hugged each other and waved goodbye frequently when he and his father left the house.

Shaking his head, he spurred his horse and continued to follow the large team.

Anyway, I and my father will definitely be safe and sound, and we will definitely be able to return to Dongdu safely.

Being able to participate in such a major historical event as the Northern Expedition to Goguryeo, which was the most terrifying event in the world in this era, Yang Qian's heart was filled with a sense of expectation.

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On the way forward, Yang Qian suddenly saw a figure that looked familiar...

He couldn't help but look at it carefully with some curiosity. His actions also made the other party notice Yang Qian, and he subconsciously turned his head and looked towards Yang Qian.

The moment he saw Yang Qian's appearance clearly, the haggard man with a thick beard couldn't help but froze, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"It turns out to be Yang Qianniu, nice to meet you." This Qianniu Bishen from the Bishen Prefecture raised his fists and saluted Yang Qian. The familiar voice finally made Yang Qian remember this person.

"Are you Chai Shao?!" Yang Qian looked at the guy in front of him with disbelief.

The green-skinned face was no longer there, and the thick beard almost covered half of his face. No wonder Yang Qian didn't recognize him immediately.

His face was haggard and haggard, and he looked as if he had aged more than ten years. Moreover, he was riding the horse with one hand, and the other arm seemed unable to exert force, presumably because it had not yet recovered.

"It's Chai. I heard that Yang Qianniu is also in Zuobeishen Mansion, under the command of Han Zhizhai, but we haven't been able to meet him. Today we finally met."

"Well, Chai has to go ahead to meet a brother. Let's talk about it another day..."

Seeing the haggard-looking Chai Shao urging his mount forward with fearful eyes, his back looking increasingly bleak, Yang Qian couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Master, what's wrong with Chai Shao? Why do you feel like you've seen a ghost when you see Master?" Zhili rode up to him and asked curiously.

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