"Brother Bi'an, let's jump out of the car!" Si Muqiao said with shining eyes.
"Jump out of the car? Do you mean to let Xu Wei lead those people away?" Murong Qingli asked.
"Yeah, yeah."
"We have to keep a low profile now. It would be best if we don't run into anyone from the government."
"Get off the car in advance, change clothes, and then hide. Then meet up with Xu Wei later."
"Yes, sure." Murong Qingli nodded in agreement.
After the carriage stopped, Murong Qingli, Si Muqiao and others got off.
And found a place to hide their figures.
Xu Wei drove the carriage quickly in one direction.
"Come on, Brother Bian, change your clothes!"
"Here, Butler Guo, this is yours."
"Here, Xiaotang, it's yours!"
Si Muqiao opened the bag in his hand and handed over the ready-made clothes he had bought in advance one by one.
"Si Muqiao, you gave it to the wrong person, didn't you?" Looking at the set of women's clothing that was stuffed into his mouth, Murong Qingli gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice.
"Brother Bi'an, that's right~"
"In order to avoid being hunted down by those people, we must completely change our appearance."
"As long as you put on this dress and dress up a little, those people will definitely not recognize you even if they walk past you."
Si Muqiao's voice was low, but the excitement and anticipation in it were very obvious.
"..." Guo Fu's mouth twitched.
Simian is strong, too strong.
How dare you let His Majesty wear women's clothes?
How bold this is!
If someone else had said this, His Majesty would have broken their neck long ago, right?
"How dare you, Si Muqiao, are you looking for death?"
"I won't wear it, even if you kill me."
Murong Qingli threw the set of women's clothing on the ground with a gloomy face.
What a joke! He is the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, wearing women's clothes?
Are you kidding?
He would rather be hacked to death by the gangsters than live in women's clothes.
This beautiful lady Si must be trying to torment him on purpose, she deserves death.
He won't be fooled.
"Okay then, you wear this one." Si Muqiao handed him another set of clothes with regret.
This is a tattered beggar's suit.
The clothes were made of dark blue coarse cloth with several patches of different colors on them.
In addition to the clothes, there are also matching messy hair, tattered hats and fake beards.
"Si Muqiao, didn't you buy a few normal clothes?" Murong Qingli's eyebrows jumped uncontrollably again.
"Brother Bi'an, we are fleeing now, not sightseeing."
"Of course it has to be completely different from the previous image."
"If you dislike it, then don't wear it."
"The worst that can happen is that your identity will be discovered, and you will be assassinated by waves of assassins."
"Anyway, you have martial arts skills, so you are not afraid of anything."
"Following you, I can pick up money every day."
"..."Murong Qingli.
This damn lady Si, has she fallen into the trap of money?
Is there nothing else in her life except food, study and money?
What happened to the one you promised to please? Why has he become more outrageous recently?
After saying this, Si Muqiao no longer paid any attention to Murong Qingli.
She called Xu Xiaotang and went behind a big tree not far away to put on her own coarse cloth clothes.
The same style of dark blue denim shirt, paired with dark orange denim pants and old cloth shoes.
After she took her hair down, she casually tied it up on her head, tied it up with a piece of gray coarse cloth, and then inserted a wooden hairpin.
After she applied the medicine on her neck, hands and face, they looked much darker and yellower than before.
When you look at her after dressing like this, she looks like a country girl.
As for Xu Xiaotang, Si Muqiao bought her a gray men's shirt made of the same fabric.
Xu Xiaotang didn't mind and changed into them happily.
Then, Si Muqiao helped her untie her hair and tied it into a men's bun.
Then he applied some potion on her, turning her into an ugly boy.
"From now on, you call me Sister Erya."
"Yeah, then Sister Erya, just call me Brother Xu." Xu Xiaotang said.
Her original name was Xu Zhaodi, but she didn't like this name at all, so the moment she met Si Muqiao, she changed it to Xu Xiaotang on her own initiative.
Life was too bitter, and she hoped that her future days would be as sweet as the malt candy she had the good fortune to eat as a child.
"Okay, Brother Xu~"
“Hey!”
The two men, who had just changed their clothes, were about to come out from behind the big tree when they saw forty or fifty soldiers on horseback galloping towards them from a distance.
They quickly shrank their heads and hid back, completely concealing their figures.
As for Murong Qingli and Guo Fu, they were hiding behind the bushes without showing their heads.
The group of people followed the tracks left by Xu Wei's carriage without stopping for a moment.
After those people left, Murong Qingli, who had changed into beggar's clothes, spoke with a cold expression.
"Damn it! A county magistrate abused his power and sent troops for his own selfish reasons!"
"Yeah, he deserves to die. We'll take care of him later."
"Come, put on your makeup first!" Si Muqiao walked up to him and said.
"Si Muqiao, why are your clothes all good, but mine are beggar's clothes?" Murong Qingli glared at him.
"Because you are the tallest, clothes are hard to buy for you, so you can only make do with this one." Si Muqiao replied.
"I don't believe it! How do you explain the women's clothing?"
"That shop just happened to have an oversized women's skirt left. Isn't that a coincidence?" Si Muqiao smiled faintly.
"Hehe!" Murong Qingli sneered, closed his eyes, and let Si Muqiao do whatever he wanted.
Si Muqiao didn't mind his bad attitude and applied the enhanced potion on his face, neck and hands.
Just like that, a handsome and extraordinary young king turned into a middle-aged beggar with a dark and yellow face, tattered clothes, messy hair and a beard.
"Here, Brother Bian, this is your dog-beating stick." Si Muqiao picked up a stick from the side of the road and handed it to him.
"..."Murong Qingli.
He must be out of his mind to have listened to Simian's advice and ended up in the state he is in now.
Ah, there is nothing I can do!
It's because he is still thinking about Ultraman in Simian's mind and can't bear to kill her.
But from another perspective, who would dare to believe that such a down-and-out middle-aged beggar could be the current emperor?
Never mind, just take it as an experience of life.
As for Guo Fu, he had also changed his clothes.
A small grey patchwork suit of the same style as Murong Qingli's, a white fake beard, and a messy white wig.
Guo Fu himself...had mixed feelings.
After Si Muqiao packed up the things on the spot, he said happily.
"Alright, we're done changing. Let's go. I'll send a signal flare to Xu Wei and ask him to come pick us up."
“Where are you going!”
"It must be heading towards the capital!"
"oh."
The group of four walked for about half an hour before they realized they were lost...
Simuqiao made a decisive decision to rest where he was.
Murong Qingli: "..."
He seriously suspected that Si Meiren was deliberately tormenting him, deliberately holding him back, and deliberately trying to kill him.
After resting for less than a cup of tea, Si Muqiao saw a festive wedding procession coming from afar and then passing by them.
Because there is no one else on this road except them.
So the young man who was leading the group and riding on a tall horse saw them at a glance, with their ragged clothes and haggard faces.
The man waved his hand and the wedding procession paused.
He got off the horse, took out six copper coins from his clothes, walked over and handed them to Murong Qingli.
“???” Murong Qingli.
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