The cicadas chirped on the trees, the figures walked in the courtyard, and the intermittent voices sounded.

"... Gongsun Zhi came from the north with hundreds of chaotic people. What do you think about this? It's okay to tell me whether it is true or false." He held his hands behind him, and the old man walked slowly, and several officials behind him held cloth and looked at the news that was not easy on them.

A moment later, someone stood up: "It is reported that this person was struggling with bandits plundering the Xiongnu and Xianbei in the grassland. Last year, he sneaked into Yanmen County and killed the prefect Guo. He was extremely cruel and like a wolve. This time he came here was obviously fake, and the robbery might be true."

"He is Gongsun Zan's concubine son, how can there be a shortage of money, food and fodder?" There were also voices refuted, "There is probably another hidden story for this matter. Those people thought that they might be slaves he robbed from the Xianbei. The news said that he was pursued, and it might be forced by Kebineng's troops, so they had to come to Yuyang for protection."

After the voice stopped, Liu Yu also stopped and looked back at the man. He was just Zhao Gai, who caressed his beard and turned silently and took a few more steps: "Zhao Biega said it may be reasonable. If this man really robbed his compatriots in the hands of the Xianbei people, he would be a brave man..." He paused and looked at a ray of sunshine cast in the gap between the branches, "... Gongsun Zan's son is very similar to him."

"The meaning of the governor of the state, my subordinates understand it." Zhao Gai's short beard trembled slightly, and he narrowed his eyes: "If this Gongsun stopped returning to Youzhou, it would definitely increase Gongsun Zan's strength..."

Over there, the old hand raised and waved it in the air.

"...It's not like this, but I'm worried about the current situation of hard work. I don't understand why I want it to be messed up."

The light spots cast from the gaps of the tree shone on the old man's face. He looked at the dense branches and leaves that were swaying gently in the breeze, and sighed in a low voice.

...

"...Old man, please eat this one."

Yan Rou walked in the staggering crowd and handed half a piece of rice cake to an old man. Not far away, a woman holding a cradle, and the baby in her arms cried loudly. The young man subconsciously touched his waist. The cloth bag wrapped around his waist was already dry. After nearly a month of long journey, the dry food he brought was almost done halfway. He thought that when he arrived at Guangping, he would relieve the food crisis. However, in the end, the Xianbei people wanted to kill them, and even the Han people wanted to kill them. All the way south, the team's enthusiasm had long dissipated.

He stood there and looked at the staggering crowd, clenched his fists with gritted teeth, but he felt so powerless.

"The world...is...this is it."

The thin old man held the half of the cake and patted the young man on the arm, moved his foot hard and stuffed the rice cake to the woman. His face was covered with deep tattoos and his wrinkles became deeper.

"...I will die if I don't pay attention, but it doesn't matter... Let the young man survive... I can't break our roots."

Yan Rou had seen him several times along the way and was already familiar with him. The first time he was in the attack on the forest, the old man shouted, "Xianbei dog thieves, Han people are constantly killing--" and he always remembered that occasionally, he felt blood burning. The old man walked back slowly, walking in front with a wooden stick, his long white beards stroking in the wind.

"...As long as the roots are continuous and the Han people are endless, one day... we will let the Xianbei people taste the pain..." The old man said a lot to Yan Rou while walking. When he heard the shouting for a rest in front of him, he sat down tremblingly on a stone, looking at the knight with an energy and smoke over there, his turbid eyes were slightly ecstatic.

Then, he smiled, "I also had children, daughters, and my wife back then... I remember that autumn, Tan Shihuai led his troops to invade the Han Dynasty... Every household was basically dead. The old man was taken away because of some skills and had been locked up with the cattle and sheep for thirteen years..."

The old man squeezed the wooden stick tightly, turned his head to look at the young man, his eyes becoming red.

"... Have you ever seen people who starve to death? I have seen... I can't remember one night when a woman was thrown into a sheep pen, not far from me. She is still alive, but she is injured everywhere, probably because she is humiliated, and she is so disheveled that she can't see clearly. She twists and struggles on the ground... and reaches out to us for food... but there is no food else we have... By dawn, she is dead, her mouth is filled with wool, grass and soil... that's hungry."

Yan Rou closed her eyes as if she saw the scene of the woman being hungry...

...

The leaves fall on the branches, fall on the ground, and step by step.

"I am different from what you think. Gongsun Zan has a slight ties with me, but it is private. In terms of public, it is just a different political view. I accept Gongsun Zhi and have a small matter. I have only had serious problems with the Xianbei. I have been accepting these barbaric intentions for a long time. How can I destroy them? I may suffer losses in private, but I am upright and clear."

Liu Yu carried his hands on his back and spoke in a strong tone. He looked at everyone: "...If you let the war in Youzhou start again for a Gongsun Zhi and affect more people, that would be the sin of my state governor. When I die, I will have no face to go down to see the ancestors and ancestors."

"You should understand, right?"

Everyone nodded.

On this side, the old man took a deep breath and waved: "Everything goes down. As for Gongsun Zhi, don't think about killing him. It's not a good thing to deteriorate with Gongsun Zan. Just pretend not to know and drive him away."

"yes."

...

This afternoon, the team coming from the north was finally about to reach Yuyang. The woman walking in a daze suddenly lit up in the crowd and pointed at the front. Her lips were hoarse and she was talking about something. In everyone's sight, a soldier came from the direction of the city wall and blocked the front. The war horse shook its tail and on the back, Zhao Qiao held the reins and looked at the ragged figures and bushy figures, and then to the cavalry next to her that looked tattered but actually exuded a bloody smell. She couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

He is a native of Yuyang and is not unfriendly to those who come from outside. He raised his hands to the figure guarded by knights there, and said simply and directly: "The governor of the state told him that no outsiders should enter Yuyang, and he also asked the leader to lead his subordinates and the people to leave."

The crowd of hope appeared on their faces lost their color: "What did he say just now..."

"I finally survived here... and drove us away..."

"...We are also Han people."

The waxy and thin figures made sad sounds, becoming at a loss, as if they had lost their direction. Someone squeezed out of the crowd. An old man with gray hair trembled forward with a wooden stick, looked at the official riding on the horse, and suddenly knelt down.

"We...we...we were captured by the Xianbei people, not rioters. Now they are chased by the Xianbei people, and their food is cut off...I can't survive anymore... Please, let us go into the city and save some food, and you won't starve to death..."

Zhao Gai shook his head, "I am just following the order of the governor of the state, any foreigner..."

Whoosh-

A black shadow suddenly flew over. Before the man finished speaking, his head was gone with a loud bang. His hair was hanging down in a mess, scaring Zhao Qiao to cover his head. Among the cavalrymen over there, when Li Heizi put down his bow, a black war horse slowly stepped forward. The surrounding county soldiers suddenly became nervous and held their weapons and stared at the man who came over.

With thick eyebrows and cold eyes, Yan Rou ran out of the crowd and helped the other party up from the ground, shouting heart-wrenchingly: "What did we do wrong? You are rejected outside the door. What did you do wrong-" was pulling the old man, "Get up, old man get up, we don't ask them, we eat grass, and we don't ask them..."

Many people burst into tears.

"Liu Zhoumu really doesn't want to be able to accommodate him?"

The black war horse, after a long silence, finally said the first sentence on this day. Zhao Gai looked at the man named Gongsun Zhi with disheveled hair. The horse under his seat felt a little uneasy and anxiously wanted to escape. He tied the reins to him. As his body swung, he shook his head and said, "...I can't obey you."

"I can't obey my fate... It's okay." Gongsun Zhi smiled, "I thought Liu Yu was generous, but I didn't expect that he was a petty person..."

There was sadness in his smile. Perhaps only the girl in his arms could understand the feeling contained in this smile. Cai Yan turned his head toward the official, and his tone choked: "It's always okay to let the people go in. We don't go in, right? Look at them, they finally survived by the Xianbei people. Don't force everyone to death."

"I can give you... some rations." After a moment of silence, Zhao Qiao said such words.

Hua Xiong, Gao Sheng and others shouted in popularity, and wanted to kill him by slapping the horse and dancing the knife, but was stopped by Cao Chun. Thousands of county soldiers around him consciously shrank their formation and set up their spears to press forward, Gongsun Zhi glanced at the city wall in the distance, rode his horse back, passed through the team without a sound, and headed away in the other direction.

Seeing the leader leaving, the entire team had to follow him. Zhao Ji was relieved, and then the skylight fell, and the departing team rested in the forest near the foothills.

"Why did you stop me before... you had to kill that dog official!"

"Kill? If we kill, we will become bandits--"

The quarrel came here faintly. By the bonfire, Gongsun Zhi broke the branches and stared silently at the swaying flames. Cai Yan looked at him: "Today, what you shouldn't have left, that person was actually a little shaken."

"...So what? Kneel down and beg him? Or Liu Yu?" The branch was thrown into the fire, and the fire flashed in his eyes: "He is not afraid of Xianbei. Even if Liu Yu accepts these people, Ke Bi Neng will not turn against him. It is because of me, Gongsun Zan goes against his ideas, and is afraid that my father and son will join forces."

Gongsun Zhi gritted his teeth: "This old thief doesn't know that he is raising a tiger for trouble..."

As he talked about this, on the other side, Yan Rou was sitting among the crowd, with snoring sounds nearby and faint crying. He leaned against the tree body, his eyes were a little dull. In the past, when he was a slave in the Xianbei region, he had heard about the name of Liu Yu Renhou. However, today, when he saw the old man kneeling down, his admiration in his heart was shaken.

The light sound of falling leaves trampling, a figure slowly came over. He did not sit down, but just reached out and held the young man's hand, which was a little warm, "...Don't be discouraged, child, although the road behind is difficult to walk, there is still a way in the end. Even if there is no road... you can still dig out one."

Over there, Yan Rou raised her head and saw the old man smiling in the black.

"I have always had a wish, but unfortunately I am too old and can't fulfill it... You can do it for me in the future... Help me kill six Xianbei people."

After saying that, the old figure walked into the darkness again, leaving Yan Rou feeling inexplicable. However, not long after, a woman's scream sounded in the camp. Gongsun Zhi, who was talking to the girl, suddenly rose up and ran towards the other side. The crowd was already surrounded. When everyone saw him coming to give in, his eyes suddenly tightened-

The torch light illuminated the surroundings. Under a tree, more than a dozen old men in the team sat there, with pale heads hanging down, blood flowing from their necks, and half of their bodies. A dagger was in it. It was thought that the old men were holding tightly in their hands. Not far from their feet were piled with food saved in the past month, and some of them were already rotten.

"...They are exchanging their lives..." Cao Chun's eyes were red, and then he closed his eyes and trembled slightly.

The crowd pushed apart, and Yan Rou squeezed to the side hard. Seeing the old man sitting in a pool of blood, she knelt down and cried loudly, her voice heart-wrenching.

"Gongsun, what are you doing!" Cai Yan's voice suddenly started to scream.

Xilulu-

With a neighing sound, the black war horse rushed out of the woods and galloped towards the distant city. Gao Sheng hurriedly found his own horse and flipped over and said, "Madam, stay here, I will take people to follow you."

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people had already turned over and rushed out, and then more figures rushed out of the woods one by one, roaring thunder.

...

Yuyang.

The house near the city walls swayed and illuminated the study.

After Liu Yu knelt down and looked through the classics, he occasionally had some annotations that made him interesting, so he copied them down. At this time, he had just finished his affairs, and footsteps sounded outside the eaves. The servant carefully pushed the door and brought in the porridge. In the room, Liu Yu was scooping up the porridge and was about to put it in his mouth, but he seemed to hear something.

It's like calling his name...

"...Master..." The sound of footsteps sounded outside the house again, and the servant whispered outside: "Outside the city...Outside the city...someone is shouting..."

Liu Yu put down the bowl, got up, opened the door and went straight out, "Go to the city wall." Then he ordered the servant, then got on the carriage, drove through a street, and got off the city wall, and got off the carriage, and the old man strode to the top, and the sound outside the city became clearer.

"Liu Yu--" That was a person's voice resounding in the darkness.

The city wall was lit up along the way. The soldiers looked at a figure riding a horse under the dark sky outside. The old man stood behind the wall and looked quietly for a while. A general came over to ask if he wanted to send troops to take them down, but he waved his hand to retreat.

Outside the city, Gongsun Zhi rode his horse under the city, looking up at the top of the city, his voice constantly sounded, and he let out a heart-wrenching roar.

"Liu Yu——"

"Liu Yu——"

"Liu Yu——"

The horse and horse stopped and seemed to see the figure standing on the top of the city. It was hidden in the darkness and the city walls. Everyone calmed down and the horse's hooves pedaled over.

A man, looking at a city.

"I have been in the north for two years and have been fighting with foreign tribes. I have never bullied my compatriots wantonly. But you, Liu Yu, for some foreign tribes and some gaps, even ignore the lives and deaths of the people. Are you worthy of your ancestors and Han people?!"

The words paused, and then made a huge sound and roared: "You are not worthy-"

You are not worthy of...

The sound echoed in the night sky, on the city wall, Liu Yu looked at the man, and all the soldiers around him were also looking at the man. The wind blew across the city, and torches were whistling. The old man clenched his fists and gritted his teeth in his sleeves... He closed his eyes and listened to the three words, and his whole body trembled, "Zhu Zi... what do you know..."

The closest servant came to help him, but he pushed him away, turned around and walked towards the city.

...

"Let's go!"

The war horses neighed, and Gongsun Zhi took a last look at the city and the people above, and turned around and left with the wolf riding who was following him, and the cloak floated in the night wind.

He said: "Since there is no drag... let's go to Jizhou to find Zhang Yan... and then take the old thief's head!"

...

On the carriage, Liu Yu spat out a mouthful of blood and fell into a coma.

On this night, something in some people's hearts collapsed and new things were established. The night wind whimpered through the world, the forest, and the walking crowd. In the near future, they will walk here again, and that is a different scenery.

The wolf's forbearance is just to wait for a day when the minions are exposed.
Chapter completed!