Li Shimin, the dog butcher, certainly did not get to eat dog meat.
Protected by Empress Zhangsun, the six little mutts lived a more comfortable life in the palace than Li Chengqian!
Two days later, Wu Yong stared at the thousands of people before him, dumbfounded!
Changsun Chong, Zhang Daxian, Fang Yiai, Qin Huaiyu, and others – these second-generation big shots he had occasionally interacted with while on duty in the palace – were all present.
And not only them, but these fellows had also brought their own retinues of servants!
"My lords, what is this all about?"
"I remember you, you're a regimental commander under Brother Fang, right? What are you standing around for? Let's go, depart for Shenyang!"
Changsun Chong rode past him, his servants and a carriage following behind.
"Alas! My lord!"
Wu Yong quickly called out, but Changsun Chong, without looking back, led his team away.
After Changsun Chong, Zhang Daxian, Fang Yiai, and the others, along with their servants and carriages carrying their sisters, followed suit.
After the procession from the eleven dukedom families passed, Wu Yong saw Li Chunfeng driving the last carriage.
The Taoist temple and Fangjiazhuang's military camp were close, so Li Chunfeng recognized Wu Yong. The carriage stopped beside Wu Yong.
Sun Simiao got off the carriage: "Little Wu, have you returned the vehicle?"
Wu Yong nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Your Lordship ordered me to drive the pickup truck and the three-wheeled vehicles back."
Li Chunfeng pointed confusedly at the receding grand procession ahead: "Then them...?"
Wu Yong's expression was conflicted: "I wanted to tell them there were vehicles, but they just took off with their people, not giving me a chance!"
Li Chunfeng: "........."
Sun Simiao stroked his beard and smiled: "Hahaha, then it's hard work for Little Wu to be my driver, old Daoist."
"Little Mengmeng, get off. We're going to Shenyang in Young Master Fang's car."
Yuan Mengjia, dressed in Taoist robes, jumped off the carriage, her expression surprised: "Is it Lord Fang's car?"
Old Sun nodded, then looked at Wu Yong: "Go drive the car."
Wu Yong took out his walkie-talkie and had his subordinates drive the vehicles over.
One pickup truck, thirty three-wheeled vehicles, all loaded with diesel drums.
They stopped in front of Old Sun with a rumble.
Old Sun unceremoniously got into the passenger seat of the pickup truck and waved to a city gate guard: "Send the carriages back to Fangjiazhuang, and ask Old Daoist Yuan for a reward."
After speaking, without waiting for the guard's reaction, he had Li Chunfeng and Yuan Mengjia get into the back seat.
"Little Wu, let's go!"
"Understood! Please sit comfortably, Lord, don't strain your back!"
Wu Yong greatly admired Sun Simiao. Having such a divine doctor sitting in his passenger seat would be something he could brag about for days!
Depress the clutch, shift gears!
Release the clutch, step on the accelerator!
The pickup truck shot forward, the powerful G-force pressing Sun Simiao, Li Chunfeng, and Yuan Mengjia firmly into their seats.
Sun Simiao had ridden in Fang Er's car before and was prepared. He had fastened his seatbelt and grabbed the door handle with his right hand when he got in.
Yuan Mengjia screamed in fright.
Li Chunfeng, however, in the moment the powerful G-force hit him, seemed to have seen something extraordinary!
Like a puppet, he mechanically took out a notebook and a pencil from his chest and began to write and draw.
Seeing his movements, Yuan Mengjia quickly covered her mouth, preventing herself from making any sound, fearing she would disturb her senior.
Hearing Yuan Mengjia's voice abruptly stop behind him, Old Sun couldn't help but lean over to look.
He saw Yuan Mengjia covering her mouth tightly, her eyes fixed on the space between Chunfeng's legs.
Old Sun followed her gaze and saw Li Chunfeng's right hand, holding the pencil, moving so fast it was a blur!
Looking at his expression, his eyes were glazed over, staring at the windshield of the pickup truck.
This kid, what incredible fortune!
He was actually propelled into enlightenment by the G-force of the pickup truck's acceleration!
"Little Wu, drive faster! Faster!"
Old Sun lowered his voice and whispered into Wu Yong's ear.
Upon hearing his words, Wu Yong not only didn't accelerate but actually eased off the accelerator slightly, looking at Sun Simiao in confusion.
Was this reverse psychology? Was he driving too fast?
As he eased off the gas, Old Sun became anxious. For a cultivator, enlightenment was a rare and precious opportunity. If it were interrupted, it could lead to lifelong regret!
He grabbed Wu Yong's ear and glared at him fiercely: "Be quiet, accelerate!"
Wu Yong was startled. At this moment, Sun Simiao seemed to have transformed into someone else.
But seeing Old Sun's serious expression, he dared not disobey. He shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator, and sped up the pickup truck.
The strong G-force once again pressed the four people in the car into their seats.
Li Chunfeng's hands moved even faster!
One page, two pages, every so often, he would mechanically turn the page and continue drawing.
Changsun Chong and the others had left less than fifteen minutes earlier. Since they were traveling on horseback, they were riding along the sides of the paved road.
Only the carriage carrying Chai Yue's best friend was on the paved road.
The pickup truck overtook the carriage from the side.
Changsun Chong and his companions were chatting merrily when they heard a powerful roar from behind. As they turned their heads, they saw the truck roaring past, disappearing in an instant!
After a long while, a convoy of three-wheeled vehicles appeared behind them.
"Damn it!"
Changsun Chong, bored, was at the rear. Seeing the convoy, he was furious. Damn it, they had vehicles but made this young master ride a horse!
He immediately rode his horse to block the three-wheeled vehicles behind him: "Stop, stop!"
The lead vehicle of the three-wheeled vehicle convoy was Xiang Shangju, Wu Yong's deputy regimental commander. Seeing his path blocked, he slammed on the brakes.
Screech~~~
The two rear wheels locked up instantly, leaving nearly ten meters of tire marks on the paved road.
Although he didn't recognize Changsun Chong, he knew who these people were and respectfully got out of the vehicle to salute Changsun Chong.
"I am Xiang Shangju, deputy commander of the Fifth Regiment of the Tianhuo Army. May I ask who you are?"
"This young master is Changsun Chong! Drive, take me to catch up to the vehicle ahead, damn it! They have vehicles and won't let me drive, they must be tired of living!"
Changsun Chong didn't know how to drive a three-wheeled vehicle. He directly climbed into the rear of the three-wheeled vehicle, stepped on a diesel barrel with his right foot, lit a cigar, and roared at Xiang Shangju.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and drive, chase!"
"Yes, yes, my lord!"
Xiang Shangju quickly got back into the vehicle and drove the three-wheeled vehicle towards the pickup truck, which had long since disappeared.
Since the young lord had spoken, he had to chase. So he overtook a carriage from the side.
He shifted into fifth gear and began to maneuver, his hands gripping the handlebars and his feet on the accelerator.
He honked the horn, making a racket, and sped along, trailing black smoke, playing with his heart!
"Vehicles ahead, move aside, move aside! There's a convoy behind!"
Changsun Chong held onto the front guardrail of the vehicle bed with one hand, a cigar in the other, and yelled wildly at the vehicles ahead.
This commotion had long since alerted others ahead.
Zhang Daxian, Qin Huaiyu, and the others saw this and, after Changsun Chong's vehicle sped past, they blocked the road and got into the vehicles behind.
They threw their warhorses, their sisters, and the palace maids sent from the palace, all behind them.
Let's have fun first!