"What does it mean?!" General Zheng was stunned, and his leg that had just stepped out suddenly stopped.

"My General Zheng, don't you understand this? Forget it, let's talk as you walk... Laomiao Zhu, let's take a step first, this governor, where are those people? Take us to see~" Lord Wen said, pulling General Zheng, keep walking forward, walking this way, and explaining quickly while walking...

"You don't think about it. It's been years since our capital city hasn't dared to come in. Is it normal for a group of kidnapped children in a temple fair?

"Two possibilities, one is that these are done by a group of people, that is, General Zheng, your grandson may be in the hands of those people, and even the abducted child seen by those who come to inform the news is your grandson!"

"The second possibility is that we really meet kidnapped here this time, and they are not only the same group of people. However, since these people appear here at the same time and are in the same industry, we can't say that they are all in contact with each other. As long as we catch this, are you still afraid that others will not be able to find it out?"

General Zheng’s eyes lit up. Lord Wen’s words were quite reasonable!

The hope of finding his grandson was close to him. General Zheng could not control himself. He took the initiative to pull Lord Wen and rushed forward with a handful of help. He almost staggered Lord Wen and ran away on the ground...

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"Senior brother, why do you think that Zhike is so slow? What if the woman who abducted the child takes the opportunity to escape?" In front of the temple, King Wen looked down at the people who came to worship and changed the group, but he never saw the Zhike turn around before. Feng Feifei was so anxious.

"I said my aunt, don't go around here anymore, this makes me dazzled..." Feng Honglin rubbed his head and grabbed Feng Feifei.

"Are you in a hurry? It's been so long, why haven't you returned yet..." Feng Honglin pulled her sleeve and couldn't move. Feng Feifei still couldn't help but stretch her head and looked in the direction where the Zhike had left before, as if she could look out of the person.

"You said, what should I do if I can't hurry up? Why don't we go by ourselves and save the child first?"

"Senior Brother~, Brother Honglin~, you are talking, I'm so anxious..."

"I……"

"Okay, my aunt, don't jump anymore, people are coming out..." After taking advantage of the far-reaching advantage, Feng Honglin saw the governor who was dragged out all the way and his clothes were a little disorganized. This was not right...

A strong man with gray hair and a frosty face, but with extraordinary momentum, held the former governor of the temple with one hand and a little old man with the other. Behind him was a series of soldiers wearing armored armored bodies rushing towards them~

Subconsciously exerted force on his hand, Feng Honglin pulled Feng Feifei and Feng Chengrui behind him, then stopped him and put his brother and brother on the wall. Although he didn't know what was going on, as long as he was not blind, he could see that this group of people was not easy to mess with. If he didn't want to cause trouble, it would be correct to avoid it!

The one who rushed out was not someone else, but General Zheng and his party. The reason why they were so fucked like this is now, cough, because General Zheng thought the legs and feet were too slow. He was already polite to pull the two of them away. In fact, according to his statement, if you are so slow, you might as well carry them away directly!

"Who are you talking about?!" As soon as the steps stopped, General Zheng let go of his hand in a hurry, lifted the governor's arm forward, and put it in front of him like a chicken so that he could recognize him~

His head shook, his feet staggered, and when he was lifted and released, the poor governor almost fell to the ground.

What's the situation?

General Zheng's actions scared the scholars and believers who were burning incense to Prince Wen and asking King Wen to bless them. If everyone hadn't recognized that the soldiers behind General Zheng were wearing the standard armor of their Fengluan Dynasty, everyone might have thought that this was a strong man from the Wenwang Temple, and was preparing to kill and intercept money.

"Who is it?!" Before the governor answered, General Zheng was obviously impatient and couldn't help but push the governor gently, asking him to identify the person quickly so that he could escape the clue to save his grandson.

But the general obviously forgot that the one who stood in front of him was not the big-headed soldiers who were used to being trained by him, nor were the bad guys who had been rough since childhood and had a strong and thick skin, but a weak scholar. With a light slight move, it was not much like pushing hard for the governor in front of the temple. He was pushed away by General Zheng in an instant.

Fortunately, General Zheng was quick-witted. When he saw that the situation was not right, he hurriedly reached out and pulled the person back, otherwise the governor would have to push him to the ground.

"Why is it so soft? I don't have two taels of strength under my feet and can't even stand firm..." General Zheng couldn't help but mutter, almost vomiting blood from the governor in front of the temple. He was suddenly pushed and almost fell to his horse. It turned out that he was wrong?!

In fact, it is not just the governor in front of the temple, but the big-headed soldiers following General Zheng were also sweating coldly. If possible, they really want to remind him - General, have you forgotten that your arms are powerful? Not to mention a literati with no power to tie a chicken, even these trained soldiers may not stand your push...

These big-headed soldiers dare not speak, which does not mean that Lord Wen dare not speak. The eyebrows raised and the tone became extremely dangerous in an instant: "According to General Zheng's words, we 'weak scholars' are blamed for not being able to withstand your push and push, and cannot withstand your move?"

"No, I don't mean that..." General Zheng's face froze and he hurriedly accompanied a slightly distorted smile. "I'm so impatient. Please forgive me with this governor~"

"Boss Wen?" At this moment, a slightly hesitant and crisp voice sounded...

"Huh~? Isn't this the daughter of Master Feng? What's the name of Master Wen? Grandpa Wen!" Master Wen subconsciously corrected.

"Grandpa Wen~"

"Master Wen, can you wait and see someone again? Let's find someone first..."

"Mr. Wen, General Zheng, these are the ones I'm talking about."

Three sounds sounded at the same time...
Chapter completed!