Yang Feixu said: "What's too late?"

Guo Dan smiled bitterly and said, "It's too late to learn riding, we have to rush back to the capital immediately."

One hour later.

I saw Zhu Yiliu coming out of the room while wearing a belt, "Why do you suddenly want to go back to Beijing? I haven't had enough rest. Let's go back in two days."

Guo Dan said: "There is something wrong with Marseille. I have to rush back to deal with it. If you don't want to go back, I will go back first."

"Hui Hui Hui, you all left. What's wrong with me staying here? "

"Tell me on the way."

Guo Dan did not say hello to Zhou Feng and the others because he was afraid of causing unnecessary panic, so he just left Chenchen and Guan Xiaojie here to deal with the aftermath, while he rushed back to the capital with Zhu Yili and Xu Jirong.

He also told Zhu Yiliu and Xu Jirong about the matter in the car.

It turned out that someone was running a fake race in the Marseille and was exposed, which caused great dissatisfaction among the horse fans. Although this happened frequently in later generations, gamblers were betting on the market, which was equivalent to betting that you were a fake race, but this was the first time here. Guo Dan didn't know what the consequences would be caused, and whether Kou Weisha could handle it properly.

In fact, the most anxious thing is Wanli. This Marseille cannot be missed. It is a golden egg that can make a chicken. Therefore, he rushed for 400 miles, asking Guo Dan to return to Beijing immediately, and Wei Hui Mansion will not worry about it for now.

Unfortunately, Guo Dan can’t ride a horse, no matter how fast he is, it’s just that fast, and there are often congestion on the road.

I traveled day and night, and it took me seven days to get out of Zhangde Mansion.

But just now he entered the capital, and another four hundred miles of rush was welcomed by him.

Tianjin Wei Textile Workshop Fire.

Yinuoya prepared for Liaodong soldiers to get most of the cotton armor burned.
Chapter completed!