After the officers escorting the prisoners had some tea and dry food, they were ready to find a place to go.
"You go ahead, I'll watch from here." One of the guards said, "I'm not in a hurry right now."
"Okay, then you kid, just keep an eye on them." The other one looked like the leader of the guards, patted Wu Tong on the shoulder, "Don't interrupt, if these people accidentally run away on the road, you kid will
I can’t eat and walk around.”
After saying this, the officer looked at the miserable appearance of the Gongyu family in the distance and suddenly laughed again: "Actually, they don't have the ability to run away."
He and several other officers turned around and hid in the grass in the distance. Their voices came from afar: "They can't run, and no one dares to help them run. Who dares?"
Seeing that those people had hid in the grass, Wu Tong quickly stood up from the bench, not intending to stay in the tea shop and waiting, and hurried to go to the Gongyu family.
He winked and told them to turn their backs, secretly took out a kettle and some small portions of dry food from his arms and gave them to the Gongyu family, urging them in a low voice to hurry up.
And he stood there, watching the movement in the grass.
"Thank you." The one who spoke was the young man who had been whipped several times. He was breaking the steamed buns, soaking them in water and feeding them to the old man's mouth.
"You're welcome. I don't dare to help you too much. The Gongyu family are all good people. I ate the Gongyu family's porridge when I was a child. But I don't have the ability to help you." Wu Tong's eyes turned slightly red.
"That's enough." As soon as the young man finished speaking, he said nothing.
Before there was any movement in the grass, the young man returned the kettle to Wu Tong, checked the corners of the mouths of everyone in the Gongyu family, and stepped on the broken pieces of steamed buns on the ground into the mud. Afterwards, everyone behaved as before.
, leaning weakly on the side of the road, looking like they were completely out of control, but in fact they were much better than before.
Because the distance was a bit far and their backs were facing, Chu Zhengyi didn't know what they were doing.
But Qian Yan has a strong mental power, and he clearly knows what happened before.
[Suddenly I’m a little worried, why hasn’t Emperor Shengfeng taken action? 】
[The people in the Gongyu family are so miserable.]
【Will I miss anything?】
[From what the officer said just now, we know that the Gongyu family must have been framed. 】
[The meeting between Emperor Shengfeng and Prime Minister Gongyu does not mean that these people will survive. I am too worried.]
[This was my first time watching a live broadcast of a historical event, and I finally realized what those people said before that witnessing history with your own eyes is a very cruel thing.]
【So anxious, so anxious.】
No matter how anxious those in the live broadcast room were, Qian Yan sat firmly on the bench without looking over there.
The more leisurely she was, the more unsteady the audience in the live broadcast room became, and they were begging her to look over there.
The barrage was still floating: [Your Majesty, Your Majesty, if you don’t look over, your wise minister will die.]
[I am sure that the young man is Prime Minister Gong Yu. There are many young men among them, but he is the best-looking and has a different temperament.]
[So, Your Majesty, take a look at your future prime minister. 】
Qian Yan: She didn’t see it with her eyes, but she saw it with her mental power. She also heard the old man calling the young man Ah Huai, so he was indeed her prime minister.
She definitely can't save people here. Isn't she thinking of countermeasures?
This chapter has been completed!