Zheng followed the Wei system, with five troops, two teams and one Shi, five Shi and one team, two teams and one Tun, five Tuns and one song, and three Songs and one song. Only the chief of the department can be called a guerrilla general, which is regarded as the lowest general.
Qin Mao had the influence of his father. At this age, his official position was only a song commander, ranking as a school captain, so he was only called a subordinate, not a junior general.
Qin Mao thought again: "Master Imperial Envoy, Master Fang, you saved my life. It would be wrong for me to hide it any more. This is the evidence I brought. I will give it directly to you, Master Imperial Envoy. Please also
When I meet the emperor, I can help submit it!"
As he said that, he took out the evidence hidden in his arms and presented it with both hands.
Inspector Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth. He probably did not expect that Qin Fengliang, the son of an old fox, would be such an "innocent" person.
He looked Qin Mao up and down, with a flash of fire in his eyes, and then turned to look at Su Ziji, asking: "I don't know what Su Juren thinks of this matter. In your opinion, what should we do about this situation?"
Su Ziji was silent for a long time and then said: "It concerns the overall situation of the southwest. Whether it is true or false, we should get to Beijing as soon as possible."
"Su Juren is right. This is a major matter involving border customs. We should go to Beijing and present it to the emperor as soon as possible!" After hearing Su Ziji's answer, Inspector Zhao nodded with satisfaction and said.
Fang Wenshao looked over and was surprised. His expression was obviously joyful. Nephew Su's answer sounded ordinary. How could he be so appreciated by the imperial envoy?
He didn't understand, and neither did many people. The only one who understood was probably Fang Zhen. Although Qin Fengliang was a third-grade general, Su Ziji was the son of the prince. If he really wanted to suppress it and let Qian Zhidong kill him, the imperial envoy
You will still agree, even the emperor may agree.
Now that Su Zi's status is reported to the Duke, the imperial envoy is certainly more satisfied.
"Let's go! It's getting late, let's go to the boat to rest first." Inspector Zhao saw Su Ziji looking tired, looked at Fang Zhen and said.
Fang Zhen answered immediately: "You walked here from the dock, right? We have spare horses here. It's faster to ride back."
"Let's go. I hope there won't be any more accidents on the next journey." Su Ziji was indeed a little tired. He took a look and turned to leave.
When they left, some individual tourists also thought it was unlucky to have dead people here, so they continued on their way while the sky was not completely dark.
The innkeeper, the waiter and others looked at each other, quickly packed up their belongings, and went to rest elsewhere to make plans for tomorrow morning.
After all, the battlefield has just ended here. If bandits come again, they may not be able to encounter officers and soldiers coming to rescue them again.
There were also a few people who didn't want to take advantage of the moonlight to rush on their way. Seeing that all the shops had left, they stayed.
Although most of the houses were burned down, some were still intact, and some things were not taken away. They were also greedy and wanted to take advantage of them when they left tomorrow morning.
"It has been 30 years since the founding of the Zheng Dynasty. The world has long been at peace. In the past ten years, only this group of bandits came and they were all killed. I don't believe that bandits can come again."
"It's true that they are too cautious. They are traveling at night and have no way to go to the village or shop. They are prone to danger. It is better to stay. There is firewood and rice. If they are hungry, they will eat when the time comes.
Just drink enough, get some sleep, and get up in the morning and hit the road again."
The remaining strong men shouted one after another and began to search for belongings in a tacit understanding. However, at this moment, a phantom suddenly appeared in front of the hotel door.
It sniffed lightly, and the smell of death and blood still remained.
"It seems that some people have just died here." Sun Buhan, who had a pale face, sneered in a hoarse voice.
This sound was as harsh as a crow's crow.
And his young face also showed an old look. It was not that his appearance had aged, but that he had a dead air from the inside out, which would make people tremble with fear when they saw him.
Smiling at this moment makes people feel even more weird and terrifying.
He sniffed it gently again and sneered: "There are still a few living people, which is an advantage for me."
"There just happened here. If we kill a few more people, we won't attract any attention."
As he said this, he grabbed a person and pulled out a person. Ignoring the person's screams, he bit his neck and sucked the blood. The disgust on his face was obvious.
"Blood only maintains the body from being corrupted by death."
"What I really suck is the soul."
"It's a pity that eating this kind of food is not as good as wild gods, and the backlash is huge. It's just a matter of not entering human society. If you do, you have to exercise restraint."
The gloom on Sun Buhan's face became more and more intense, with a faint circle of black energy. He threw away a mummy and threw himself into a room again, and a scream sounded again.
In the quiet night, these sounds were really frightening to hear.
"Monster, monster!" There were screams one after another, and a gust of cold wind hit, causing a man who was just going to the toilet to scream.
This sound alarmed the monster, and it slowly turned around under the moonlight. Although it looked like a young man, its face was green and white, and it was still stained with blood. It looked scary no matter what.
The man is not timid, he still has some courage when he encounters the bandits. At this moment, seeing the monster eating people, his liver and gallbladder are broken. After shouting, he regrets it, turns around and runs, because his legs are weak, he staggers, wishing that he could give birth to a baby right now.
Come on eight legs!
There was silence behind him, except for the sound of his own breathing and footsteps. The man suddenly began to wonder if what he had just seen and heard was his own hallucination. He couldn't help but look back while running.
Just this one glance scared the hell out of me.
The monster was actually less than half a foot behind him, grinning widely at this moment.
"ah!"
"Tsk! It smells of leeks again!" After a moment, the mummified body was thrown to the ground. Sun Buhan frowned, feeling increasingly unhappy.
There was some blood on the pale and strange face.
He licked his lower lip and felt that he was still hungry. He was injured and needed a lot of energy. It would be impossible to solve a big problem just by swallowing ordinary people, not dozens or even hundreds.
But he didn't dare to actually destroy the village to heal his wounds. Otherwise, before the injuries got better and before the human nature came back, Taoist priests and Qi refiners would find themselves full of resentment and come to visit them.
"What a shame, we have to work hard to resolve these grievances, otherwise we will no longer be able to enter and exit the county at will..."
"I don't think so, it's really sad that you ended up like this." Just when Sun Buhan was about to leave here to search for the whereabouts of the little fox or have another meal, someone chuckled.
Sun Buhan was startled. He had heard this voice before. It seemed to be Liu Zhan's disciple Cao Yiyan!
Normally, he was fearless when he was in his prime, but now that he was injured, he didn't dare to confront him. In just a moment, his figure retreated into the darkness, and his breath was far away.
"Master, do you want to chase me?" A few people appeared. They had just heard the noise from a boat, and one of them asked.
"No, it's not my responsibility to catch up with it." Cao Yiyan looked at the mess below without any emotion, and then sighed: "I only met Su Ziji once, and we didn't have a close relationship. Looking at it now, it's a bit of a pity!"
"When I caught up with him, I didn't expect that the boat this man was traveling on was actually mixed up with the imperial envoy's fleet. It was unwise to go over at this time, so I had to forget it."
"However, there is no need to hurry up if we want to meet. I am still a civil servant, and I can also go to Beijing to take the exam. Then I will make acquaintance with Su Ziji."
After saying that, he waved his hand: "Let's go back to the ship!"
Several mummies on the ground exuding a rotten smell were lying quietly in this deserted and dilapidated hotel. The night was getting darker and darker.