Chapter 63: Hijacking the Prisoner Transport Vehicle

  When the soft sunlight came in from outside the window, Jiang Xia, who was sleeping on the bed with an extremely exaggerated posture, blinked slightly and then opened his eyes. The sunlight coming in from outside the window was a bit dazzling, and Jiang Xia blinked several times before getting used to it. With both hands supporting himself, he did twenty push-ups in a row, then flipped over and got out of bed.

  "No one is holding a ruler to wake me up, I can sleep until I wake up naturally, this feeling is... great!" Jiang Xia called out while putting on his clothes: "Xiao Yu, Master has woken up."

  "Yes, sir." Xiaoyu pushed open the door of the house, holding a basin of washing water in her hand and a towel over her arm.

  Xiao Yu let out a scream as soon as she entered the house: "Ah!", then threw away the basin in her hand, turned around and ran out of the room.

  Originally, Jiang Xia was still a bit dazed and confused when she was suddenly awakened by her own loud scream and the sound of the basin falling to the ground. Jiang Xia looked at his sleeves and said with a puzzled face: "I'm not naked, what's the big deal."

  He suddenly looked down and saw that the crotch of his white pants had a very exaggerated bulge, directly propping up the entire pair of white pants into a not-so-small tent.

  Jiang Xia smiled and suddenly understood what Xiao Yu was screaming about. He shook his head and muttered to himself, "What's there to be afraid of? If you try it once, you'll probably remember it for the rest of your life and won't be able to leave it behind."

  Jiang Xia had finished dressing himself in the room, and Xiao Yu finally plucked up the courage to bring a basin of water for washing his face into the house again. She lowered her head and didn't dare look at Jiang Xia anymore, putting down the basin of water in her hand and saying in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum: "Master, wash your face."

  After finishing speaking, Xiaoyu ran out of the house in a flash, with a speed as if she had practiced the eight-step hurry.

  Xiao Yu's reaction made Jiang Xia burst out laughing.

  After washing up, Jiang Xia came out of the house.

  Previously, Jiang Xia had refined the Fei Feng Dan for Kang Qingyan, and the effect was surprisingly good. Jiang Xia never forgot this way of making a fortune, but previously, because the Xiangyang Mountain Villa had just opened, there were many things to do and no time to spare. However, now that the villa is on track, Jiang Xia plans to find a storefront to specialize in refining and selling Fei Feng Dan.

  After a meal that couldn't be classified as either breakfast or lunch, Jiang Xia walked out the door with a folding fan in hand and a jade pendant hanging from his waist. On his thumb was also a jade ring. This getup made him look exactly like a spoiled rich young master, making people want to hit him just by looking at him. And yet, Jiang Xia still muttered to himself: "What a pity, if only I had a top-notch painting of a brow, and a divine vicious dog, plus seven or eight tall, large, and ferocious-looking evil servants following me, that would be perfect."

  After leaving the Xiangya Villa, Jiang Xia shook his fan and gently waved it open. The front of the white paper fan had four large characters: "A true gentleman." On the back was written: "Jin Ping Mei is a world-famous extraordinary book."

  As he walked south along the main street, Jiang Xia suddenly saw that the streets on both sides were crowded with people, and they seemed to be discussing something in hushed tones.

  People are gregarious animals, and whenever they see a lively scene, they can't help but want to go over and take a look. Jiang Xia himself was an ordinary person, so he naturally couldn't escape this ordinariness either. He went over to take a look, only to see that everyone's gaze was directed northward, while the northern street was empty and desolate with nothing there.

  Jiang Xia patted one of the onlookers and asked, "Big brother, what are you guys looking at?"

  "What makes you think I'd tell you?"

  Jiang Xia handed over a silver ingot, and the crowd immediately changed their expression to a harmonious and pleasant one. They spoke quickly and concisely, saying: "It seems that it is said that Li Dongyang, the current Prime Minister, intends to rebel, and now he will be taken to the Heavenly Prison. He will pass by here soon."

  "When the morning assistant?" As soon as Jiang Xia heard these four words, he immediately thought of the closure of Qunfang Pavilion, which was an order given by this person. Jiang Xia excitedly clapped his hands and said: "Great, he deserves to encounter such retribution."

  "What kind of person are you? Why do you speak ill of Lord Li?" "Yes, Lord Li is a rare good official in the imperial court. He must have been framed by scoundrels this time. What's the reason for your excitement? Are you in cahoots with the scoundrels?"

  Jiang Xia was taken aback, he didn't expect that Li Daren would have such a high reputation among the common people. Jiang Xia immediately changed his tone and with a look of pain and distress, covered his chest and said: "Oh dear, you all misunderstood me. What I meant to say is 'What a pity! Why did he encounter this calamity?' It's not right, Li Daren is a good official, why should he be treated like this? Who? Who? Who exactly harmed Li Daren?"

  "Never mind, Mr. Li's prison cart has arrived." Someone shouted, and the people on both sides of the street cried out: "Mr. Li, we all know you are being wronged, you will surely be cleared of your name!" "Mr. Li, please take care of yourself!" "Mr. Li..."

  Jiang Xia straightened his neck, and he wanted to see what this Li Daren was like, what kind of appearance he had.

  As the prison cart slowly approached, Jiang Xia was stunned. He looked at the face on the cart, which was old and weathered, yet still had a hint of pride amidst its disheveled state. Jiang Xia couldn't help but recognize him, his whole body tensing up as he grabbed the arm of one of the onlookers who had asked earlier and asked: "Is that really Li Dongyang, the current Prime Minister?"

  "That's right, it was him." The crowd nodded in agreement.

  Jiang Xia murmured and called out: "Master?"

  As the sound of the prison cart's wheels drew closer and closer, Jiang Xia suddenly came to his senses. He rushed out of the crowd, squeezing past the Jin Yiwei guards standing on both sides of the street. Jiang Xia jumped onto the prison cart, grabbing the wooden bars and shouting: "Master! Master!"

  Li Dongyang was stunned from the moment he rushed out of Jiangxia, and he was very clear about his current situation. Whoever got involved with him would end up dead.

  Li Dongyang saw Jiang Xia rushing to the prisoner's carriage, he immediately shouted loudly: "Jiang Xia, leave quickly! Don't say you know me, leave quickly!"

  "Somebody hijacked the prison van, hurry up and take him down!"

  The embroidered uniforms on both sides of the street shouted loudly, and several East Factory guards and embroidered uniforms who were closest to Jiang Xia immediately drew their long knives from their waists and hacked at Jiang Xia.

  In such an urgent situation, Jiang Xia's true energy naturally returned to his dantian, and he flipped himself up onto the prison cart, dodging the seven or eight long knives that were chopping towards him.

  Jiang Xia no longer cared about that now. He took out a large handful of silver bills from his bosom and threw them away, shouting: "Pick up the money!"

  Nearly a hundred ingots of silver suddenly scattered around, with several falling into the hands of pedestrians on both sides of the street. They picked them up and took a look, and immediately exclaimed: "Ten taels of silver?"

  "Pick up the silver!" The people's eyes turned red instantly, and they rushed out to pick up the treasure on the street.

  Jinyiwei and Dongchang guards were momentarily squeezed in the middle, Jiang Xia twisted the lock on the prisoner's cart with his hand. He thought for a moment before taking out a silver hairpin with a gemstone used to secure his hair bun from his head.

  Jiang Xia inserted the silver hairpin into the keyhole and tried it out, instantly understanding the lock's mechanism. Such a simple lock couldn't stump Jiang Xia. As he opened the lock, he said, "Master, don't worry, I'll get you out."

  "Be careful, Jiang Xia!" Li Dongyang suddenly shouted loudly.

  The East Factory and the Imperial Guards were not lacking in experts. Five or six Imperial Guards and three East Factory guards suddenly jumped off their horses, with several of them stepping on the heads or shoulders of the civilians as they ran by.

  The fastest one among them had already leapt into the air with a knife and was staring at Jiang Xia.

  Jiang Xia didn't flash back, he kicked off the ground with his toes and leaped into the air, kicking one foot at the man's chest. The Dongchang guard was kicked flying by Jiang Xia, and at this moment, a person jumped down from the window of a wine house on the side of the street, wearing a black suit and covering his face.

  He held a long sword in his hand and also rushed over the heads and shoulders of the people.

  The man in black's martial arts skills were quite impressive, and with a single swing of his long sword, he sent the three Jin Yiwei guards' long knives flying. He also fell onto the prisoner cart, just as Jiang Xia happened to open the lock on the cart. Li Dongyang furrowed his brow and called out: "Jun Yang?"

  The man in black responded with a sound and said: "Your Excellency, please forgive me. Junyang cannot bear to watch you die. The message that Junyang asked someone to deliver has already been entrusted to a reliable person. Junyang must advance and retreat together with Your Excellency."

  "Archers, ready!"

  Upon hearing this shout, Jun Yang was suddenly startled. He grabbed Jiang Xia's shoulder and said: "This is not a good idea, we should retreat first and then deliberate on the matter later."

  After finishing speaking, Jun Yang pulled Jiang Xia and jumped off the prisoner's cart. At this moment, the crossbowmen in the brocade guard had already aimed their crossbows at Jun Yang and Jiang Xia. Suddenly, a sharp whistle came, and the crossbowmen who were about to shoot put down their crossbows.

  On the top floor of Wangcai Inn by the street, Liu Jin put the bamboo whistle in his hand into his bosom and sat by the window. He whispered to himself: "Li Dongyang is the master of Jiangxia? Hehe, things seem to be getting more interesting."

  "Besides, on the Jiang Xia side, Jun Yang pulled Jiang Xia out of that street and immediately said: "You go back to Xiangyang Mountain Villa first, I will handle the rescue myself. You are the only direct disciple of the master, you can't risk your life."

  After finishing speaking, Jun Yang flew out quickly and departed, a wall as high as a zhang, he took three steps and jumped over it.

  Jiang Xia looked at where Jun Yang had disappeared and shook his head, his mind a jumbled mess.

  He had always thought that Li Dongyang would not be an ordinary person, but he never thought that Li Dongyang would actually be the current prime minister.

  When he was the chief assistant of the court, what a big official it was! Equivalent to the position of the former Secretary-General of the State Council? Such a big official, not to mention dealing with all kinds of things every day, at least being busy with official duties, where did he come from and have the leisurely mood to teach himself the Four Books and Five Classics, poetry and eight-part essays every day?

  "Did he see that I have a special talent, and am the one who will save the Milky Way in the future?" Jiang Xia tidied up her hair and shook her head, saying: "I didn't think it was hidden so deeply, but you still saw through it. However, since you value me so much, I won't just sit back and watch you suffer a great injustice."