The baggage was taken into custody by the Libei Iron Cavalry and allowed to be pushed back to Cizhou by the bandits. Fletcher Shen only brought a dozen or so imperial guards and some goods, disguised as merchants heading north. Instead of going directly to Dunzhou, he went around the official road from Fanzhou to Dunzhou and entered through the west gate.
Liu Er covered his drum hat and followed Fei Sheng with his B*tt raised. As long as his eyes rolled around, Jin Yiwei would hold him in the middle, making him unable to move as if suffocated. He was once Lei Jingzhe's carrier pigeon. He was well-informed and most familiar with Dunzhou's trends. Having him lead the way would save him a lot of trouble. But this old man was a very thief. In order to escape at first, he smeared his face black and mingled with the bandits, which almost made Fei Sheng lose his sight.
Fletcher Shen's medicine was not stopped. After walking on the road for five days, his cough gradually disappeared. It's just that the two fingers of his right hand are still unable to use force. He can't even write letters these days. The news sent to Libei and Cizhou is ghostwritten by Ding Tao.
"After we enter the city, we have to go to a pawnshop to re-register the goods." Liu Er pulled the edge of his drum hat to hide his face, then held the drum hand and tilted his neck to say, "Dunzhou is very chaotic now. Only caravans that have hung up their signs at the pawnshop can enter the city and stay in the hotel. All parties are cautious. This is an unwritten rule. Whoever does not understand the rules will definitely have problems."
Fletcher Shen put his folding fan on his knees and hid himself in the car, only showing a vague outline. He asked, "Whose pawn shop belongs to this?"
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