Time is like water, and it is the first day of September in a blink of an eye.

This day was the day of the great dynasty and Lu Yun went to the competition. Both father and son got up early to wash up. The house was brightly lit, but the atmosphere was surprisingly solemn. Lu Ying's face also disappeared, and she silently prepared her outfit for her father and brother.

After the two of them had finished their work and had breakfast, Lu Xin went out to go to court. Lu Yun still helped him hold his official hat and delivered Lu Xin outside the gate as usual.

Standing at the gate, Lu Xin looked at Lu Yun deeply and said to him softly: "Don't worry about the family here, just be at peace with the competition." As he said that, Lu Xin took the official hat from Lu Yun's hand, smiled and said, "Don't embarrass him for being a father."

"Don't worry, my father, the child will not be embarrassed." Lu Yun said respectfully, watching Lu Xin walk away from Congshanfang, and then turned back home. Lu Yun and Xie Bo agreed to compete in Chenshi, and Lu Jiao will send a car to take him out of the city at Maoshi, so Lu Yun just waited at home.

In that room, Lu Xin left Congshanfang and came to Luoshui Bridge. At this time, there were already people who had gotten up early to make a living on Luoshui Bridge, pushing a cart full of vegetables and fish to transport it to the nobles in Luobei. At this moment, behind Lu Xin, there was a flatbed cart filled with more than a dozen baskets of fruit. Two men, one pulling in front and the other pushing in the back, pushing the cart onto the arch bridge with difficulty.

Lu Xin had long been accustomed to this, and walked across Luoshui Bridge by himself. When he was about to meet Lu Wei and others passing by in a carriage. Seeing Lu Xin, Lu Wei asked the coachman to stop and greet him in the lane: "No matter how you say you are the master of my Lu Valve, you are walking alone all day without feeling shabby."

"It's not an important person. Talking random pomp can make people laugh." Lu Xin smiled indifferently, got on Lu Wei's carriage and asked, "Don't you have to follow the master of the lord today?"

"It's someone else on duty today..." The carriage gradually moved away, and Lu Wei's voice also left.

The father and son who were transporting fruits also pushed the cart across Luoshui Bridge. The two looked at each other, and the old man who was pushing the cart handed over the handlebar to his son, and turned around and turned back to Luonan...

As soon as the hour of Mao arrived, the landlord's carriage arrived at Lu Xiang's doorstep. With the carriage, there were four landlord guards holding horses. It was obviously sent by the landlord's senior management to protect Lu Yun. Of course, it was also in front of Xie's carriage that he was different from his previous identity.

This time it was Lu Ying and Lu Xiang's turn to send Lu Yun out. She put a silver-white hooded cloak sewn with her own hands on Lu Yun's shoulders, then reached out to smooth the wrinkles carefully, then took two steps back and looked at him carefully. Then she supported her chin with her fingers and said seriously: "It should be paired with a sword and a hero scarf on her head to look like a knight!"

"Sister, you're too pretentious." Lu Yun was embarrassed to take off his cloak, but he was naturally stopped by Lu Ying.

"This way it seems imposing, so that the other party dares not underestimate you." Lu Ying said seriously with a small face.

"This is all about it..." Lu Yun became more and more helpless.

"Just just think that the autumn wind is too cold. Sister, please add a piece of clothes to you!" Lu Ying glanced at him in anger. "If you dare to take it off, let's see how I deal with you!"

"..." Lu Yun had no choice but to nod.

"Also, don't be injured." Lu Ying smiled and saw Lu Yun get into the carriage, waved to him and said, "Don't hold on if you can't beat it!"

Lu Xiang had wanted to tell Lu Yun to win the championship. After hearing Lu Ying's words, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and he had to swallow the conversation back into his stomach.

Seeing Lu Yun's carriage go away, the smile on Lu Ying's face gradually disappears, replaced by a strong sad look. She asked Lu Xiang in a crying voice, "Grandpa, brother, won't be in trouble, right?"

"Of course not," Lu Xiang said proudly with his beard, "I don't even see whose grandson it is." Having said that, when he turned around and entered the yard, he was stirring garlic under his feet, and almost tripped to the ground by the threshold he had walked through many times.

Lu Ying hurriedly supported Lu Xiang, and only then did she find that grandpa's arms were shaking constantly...

On the street outside the countryside, I saw Lu Yun driving away from Congshanfang in a carriage. A peddler walking around the streets and turned around and walked away quickly with a load...

As soon as he left Shanfang, the peddler nodded to a woman holding a horse. The woman immediately flew onto a horse and galloped towards the east of the city.

After the meal, the woman had already left the city and walked several miles before she got off the official road and turned to a relatively flat and wide mountain road. Because this mountain road leads to the ten-mile slope full of red leaves, it is a popular outing place for aristocratic families, Jingzhao Mansion paid for money and people to widen the originally narrow and bumpy path so that the nobles' carriages could pass through.

The woman galloped on the mountain road for several miles, then strangled the reins of the horse and quickly turned over and got off the horse. She whipped the horse's butt with a horse whip, and the horse ran up the hillside with a whip, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye. The woman rolled on the other side of the hillside, and the maple trees formed a forest on the hillside, with red leaves as blood, and a few figures looming.

At this time, the old man who was pushing the cart also followed the woman into the maple forest. Both of them ignored each other and quickly walked into the depths of the forest.

Deep in the maple forest surrounded by red clouds, seven or eight men and women in different clothes and ordinary appearances were standing next to two men wearing hats. The two men were tall and short, to be precise, a man of normal height and a dwarf.

The woman and the old man pushing the cart fell to their knees, reporting one after another:

"Lu Xin, Lu Wei and others took a car together at the end of the Yin hour."

"Lu Yun left Congshanfang by car at the hour of Mao, and four guards were following him on horseback. He should have arrived at the city gate now."

"Very good." The dwarf nodded and said in a deep voice: "Go as planned!"

Everyone responded together, followed the normal-height man in the hat, quickly left the maple forest, leaned down on the hillside to hide, and silently stared at the distance of the mountain road...

Lu Yun's carriage passed through the city, and people from the White Ape Society were following along the way. In order to avoid going on a business trip, the White Ape Society in Beijing sent all the elites, and no longer allowed any signs to be smashed.

The carriage drove through the bustling downtown and naturally slowed down. With the help of the guards, the coachman loudly urged the pedestrians to give way, fearing that the young master in the car would delay the appointment. As a result, the road in front of him only became wider until he left the city gate. Seeing that it was already noon, the coachman hurriedly waved his horse whip and drove the horses to go quickly.

Four landlord guards also rode their horses and followed closely.

At this time, it will be too easy for the other party to notice, but the White Ape Society is not worried because they have their spys along the way, so there will be no trouble!

The carriage walked for several miles and arrived in front of the mountain road leading to Shili Slope. The coachman slowed down and let the carriage drive as smoothly as possible on the gradually rising mountain road.

On the hillside, a group of killers who had been waiting for a long time finally saw the carriage with the silver-gray landlord emblem slowly driving along the mountain road under the escort of four riders.

The man in the hat nodded, and the old man pushing a manure cart tremblingly, coming from the opposite side of the mountain road towards Lu Yun's carriage.

There were also several assassins dressed as pedestrians, who seemed to be unable to stand the smell of a manure truck, left the mountain road and covered their noses at the wind vent on the hillside.
Chapter completed!