There were more than a hundred guards accompanying them this time. Their armor and weapons were very sophisticated, but in terms of skills, all of them combined were no match for Yang Xiaohuan.

Cartloads of sand and soil were pushed onto the city wall and mixed with mud to paste over the damaged areas. Yang Xiaohuan pointed and instructed, and the guards worked hard. Hundreds of people worked together to repair the city wall for more than three hours. The dilapidated post station could finally show some of its former glory.

Yang Xiaohuan took out a tattered flag and stuck it diagonally on the city wall. He sat next to the yellow dog, laughing so hard that he fell over, and the guards were so tired that they were staggering.

It would be a waste if the coolie was not used because he had been guarding the city for three years and had not even eaten the imperial rations.

The guards from Kyoto eat the emperor's food every day, and they would be letting down the taxpayers if they didn't do some hard labor.

The guards rested for a while, and Yang Xiaohuan came up with two buckets of water for everyone to drink. One guard pinched his nose and said, "What a strong smell!

The leading guard's name was Zheng. He looked at it for a while, then picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

"There are sand dunes all around for ten miles. It's nice to have some water to drink. It doesn't matter if it tastes a bit strong. It won't kill you anyway."

When the boss gives an order, the younger brothers all do it.

Ton ton ton ton. After drinking, everyone leaned against the city wall to rest, and Yang Xiaohuan came to bring water to Gu Yinwei.

Gu Yinwei said she didn’t need it.

Yang Xiaohuan muttered, "Tsk tsk, people from Kyoto are so picky. They won't drink water if it has even the slightest taste. Well, if you don't want to drink it, forget it. I'll just pour it out."

Yang Xiaohuan carried a bucket and poured water around the room. The long-eared marten stood on the roof and stared at him. Suddenly, the long-eared marten turned around, opened its mouth wide to reveal a row of sharp teeth, and let out a shrill scream towards the thorn forest behind it.

Yang Xiaohuan put down the bucket and saw a dark shadow approaching in the thorns. She threw down the bucket and opened the door of the chicken coop.

"Gugugugu, it's time for dinner."

As soon as the door of the chicken coop was opened, roosters of various colors walked with heroic steps and scattered in different directions.

Twelve chickens, looking heroic and proud, the dark shadows in the distance are getting closer and closer.

The guards drew their long swords in one hand and held torches in the other. When they saw the dark shadow in front of them clearly, they took a big step back at the same time.

Guard Zheng shouted, "Everyone be careful, it's a poisonous scorpion."

Suddenly, flames shot up into the sky, and the sounds of fighting mixed with the crowing of chickens.

Gu Yinwei pushed open the door and walked up to the city wall leisurely. Seeing this, Guard Zheng calmly drew back his sword.

The Queen Mother took action personally, and this time the Poison Scorpion was in trouble.

Yang Xiaohuan shouted, "Princess, come down quickly, the scorpion will bite you."

"Bite people, do you think they dare to bite me?"

Gu Yinwei stretched out her hand, and the poisonous scorpion raised a bunch of large claws and trembled in fear.

"The Populus euphratica forest is the boundary. No one is allowed to cross it."

As soon as Gu Yinwei finished speaking, the scorpions did not retreat and seemed very unconvinced.

Gu Yinwei snapped her fingers and a goldfinch flew out of the cage. Seeing a little chick chasing a poisonous scorpion, the twelve chickens raised by Yang Xiaohuan also followed.

Yang Xiaohuan followed and watched. The goldfinch ate one scorpion at a time. The more it ate, the bigger its body became. The scorpions retreated frantically. The goldfinch chased them all the way to the poplar forest, then grabbed a half-human-high scorpion from a cave with one claw and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then he started smacking his lips and his body gradually became smaller.

Yang Xiaohuan held a rooster and kept running back, fearing that the little goldfinch was not full and would swallow him in one bite.

He ran back to the bedroom, took out an album from under his pillow and started looking through it.

"The golden-winged Roc soars up to ninety thousand miles..."

Yang Xiaohuan closed the book, blew out the oil lamp, and lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

"Oh my God! This noble man from Kyoto is truly remarkable."

"I keep a golden-winged Roc as a pet, and that long-eared marten clearly has developed intelligence."

Gu Yinwei and Bian Tao lived in the Shaqiu Inn. Zheng Huwei and others felt that Shaqiu was too desolate to stay there and asked for permission to return to Beijing.

Gu Yinwei stood under the tree, and Bian Tao held a parasol for her.

Yang Xiaohuan was wearing an apron and feeding chickens. A big yellow dog was lying at her feet, its eyes shining green with greed.

Yang Xiaohuan feeds chickens, not dogs.

"You dead dog, you deserted the battlefield and wasted my food. I won't feed you, I won't feed you."

Guard Zheng, who was not far away, felt a lump in his neck and felt offended. Yang Xiaohuan was making a veiled complaint.

Gu Yinwei did not stop them and let them go.

Yang Xiaohuan jumped down from the city wall and shouted, "They've all left. You should leave too. Otherwise, if wolves come at night, I won't be able to protect you."

Gu Yinwei found it funny.

"Protect?"

"You think you're protecting me?"

"Do I need your protection?"

The three fatal questions came in succession, like three invisible steel knives stabbing into Yang Xiaohuan's chest.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

Others speak from the heart, but she speaks with a sharp knife.

Most of the guards had left, leaving only twenty or thirty of them, all of whom were new recruits who had just joined the army at the beginning of the year. They were all very hardworking and worked every day pulling weeds, sweeping the floors, and repairing the city walls.

They are like the rising sun in the early morning, with warm smiles.

Five days later, Gu Yinwei received a letter sent by carrier pigeon, saying that Princess Zhaoyang and Prince Yimu's luggage was lost and they sought help from the post station.

Gu Yinwei put on a veil and walked into the wind and sand alone, leading the camel.

When Yang Xiaohuan found out, she was furious.

"Your master is so impulsive, why don't you stop him?"

"I tried to stop him, but he failed."

"The county lord is lost, and I can't afford to pay for it. I'm packing up and preparing to run away."

"Just stay here and relax. My master is not a princess."

Yang Xiaohuan immediately felt relieved, "It's good that it's not the princess. Then I don't have to run away."

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