After all, we have been officials in the same dynasty for many years and have had the experience of making a living together under Zheng Qiao's high pressure. It can be said to be a typical example of sharing the joys and sorrows. If you don't know, it's okay. Now that you know they are in trouble, you can't just sit idly by either emotionally or rationally.
.
Furthermore——
There are many capable people among the old ministers of Xin State.
It can still be used if you pick and choose.
"Shi, Shizang, do you really mean what you say?"
When the few people who were running for their lives heard this, they were moved to tears. The tears mixed with the mud on their faces and left long marks. They were embarrassed and a bit funny. They didn't bother to ask who the thank you was for and who poured the beans.
The same thing was said.
However, this matter cannot be decided by Xie Qi alone.
He also wanted to ask Chu Yao and others for their opinions.
Chu Yao just thought for a moment: "Is the place far away?"
Saving people was secondary. Chu Yao valued their relationships and connections more. His master was born with stunted growth, and few people took the initiative to join the business for many years. Although the members of the team had simple backgrounds, it was conducive to unifying their voice. Once they wanted to expand their territory, they would need more manpower.
If there is too little, it will slow down the progress. If we can make these people owe favors and form a good relationship, it will be easier to talk about in the future. Of course, if it is too late to rush over, we can only blame them for being destined for disaster. Chu Yao thought in his heart
Plan.
Several people hurriedly said: "Not far, not far..."
He was afraid that Chu Yao would give up rescuing because of the distance.
Chu Yao asked again: "How many troops are there?"
Several people said: "Five to six hundred people."
The actual scale should be smaller than this.
Zheng Qiao, a lunatic like this, mobilized the remaining elites in Qianzhou to fight against the Dragon Slaying Bureau coalition forces. This resulted in many of the guards stationed in various places being newly recruited. In some places, only the old, weak, sick and disabled were left. They dug holes to bury people.
It doesn't require many elite troops.
Chu Yao said: "Order all the troops and horses to go to the rescue."
Qianzhou was in crisis because of Zheng Qiaokang's delivery of the national seal. Chu Yao did not dare to take the risk of dividing his troops, let alone stay in one place for a long time, so he simply sent someone to leave important messages. Under the guidance of a few people, he went
Rescue the old ministers of the Xin Kingdom.
Needless to say, the old ministers of the Xin State knew Zheng Qiao.
When they were captured and imprisoned together, everyone looked at each other and found that they were all enemies with Zheng Qiao. They felt a sense of foreboding. In the dark cell, they held the iron window with their hands and communicated by sound.
Integrate information.
A dear friend said: "Where are the front lines?"
These words seemed particularly unique in the nearby cells.
Don't you care at all about the war on the front line?
Faced with this soul torture, the other party said bohemianly: "Why do you care about the war on the front line? If the news leaked out and Zheng Qiao heard it, wouldn't you hand the knife into his hand with your own hands? If you turn around and frame me with any accusation, what's your destiny?
"
Since it is going to be ruined, it must be ruined completely.
Can't show the slightest bit of professionalism.
Finally, a voice came from the cell diagonally deep in the cell: "Alas, Yanzhou has been lost, and only the natural danger of Miaojiang River is left in Qianzhou."
Someone else who was more informed joined the group chat: "I heard that Cunshan City was defrauded by someone, and Zheng Qiao was furious. Qianzhou should have no natural protection to rely on, right?"
"Cunshan City was deceived? Haha, who is this?"
Someone said: "I don't know..."
Another person said: "Xu is a nobody, right?"
Someone else complained: "It seems that few of the people in the Dragon Slaying Bureau can stand up to the stage. After all, even their leader is from a humble background. What kind of heroes can be under the orders of such a person? However, no matter who it is, It is not easy to cheat Cunshan City of Jincheng Tangchi from Zheng Qiao."
As they chatted, everyone became somewhat curious about the "nobody" until someone with relatively new information spoke up.
"I heard it was the one recommended by Yan Xingning for Ping Tiao."
"Who then?"
"That person? His surname seems to be Shen."
"It seems to be called Shen Tang?"
[Shen] This surname is naturally familiar to the old ministers of the Xin Kingdom. After all, it is the surname of the royal family of the Xin Kingdom. Of course, when they mention the royal family of the Xin Kingdom now, they only despise it. Only some older ministers will still sigh a word or two. .After all, the old leader of the Xin Kingdom had a virtuous time and was deeply affectionate with his ministers before he became old and dim and was so happy about his success.
How can we not miss those days when the king and his ministers were in harmony?
At this time, an unknown person broke out a piece of gossip, and the content of the news was very explosive: "...I heard that this Shen Tang seems to be the estranged male heir of the Shen family..."
A group of people who were so busy in jail said: "..."
Wait, which Shen family?
"Could he be the orphan of King Xin's royal family?"
This speculation was scolded by everyone as soon as it came out.
Shit, if this Shen Tang was really an orphan of the Xin Kingdom's royal family living abroad, he would have been found by the old king of the Xin Kingdom long ago.
He is good at everything in his life, but his brother is aloof from the world, and has nothing in the world. He only relies on some big treasures to rise to glory. Even if he collects beauties from the people, takes plunder from the defeated small kings, and fills the inner courtyard of the palace with beauties, When he was full, there were some things that he couldn't do just because he couldn't do it. His body was no longer good, his mind was also abnormal, and his methods of governing became more and more stupid and radical.
People only get an heir in middle age. The only queen of the Xin Kingdom is only the blood of this queen. The people have always questioned its legitimacy. If the old leader of the Xin Kingdom had such a hidden gem, he would not be born in the future. That's it for the bastard.
The person who broke the gossip explained.
"It's not the royal family, it's the Shen family of the nine barbaric tribes."
Speaking of which, there were several old friends and disciples of the Shen family among the crowd. They had not planned to join the group chat at first. After all, they had been treated harshly by the prison during the past few days in prison. It's uncomfortable enough to feel hungry. When they heard that it was related to themselves, they all pricked up their ears: "Seriously? Where did you hear this news?"
The man recalled: "I remember it was the news brought back by a branch of the Gong family who was sent to Xiaocheng area a few years ago. Didn't Gong Yunchi of the Gong family marry the female queen of the Shen family? It is said that the news came from him,
It should be close to ten."
"This boy joined the Dragon Slaying Bureau and deceived Cunshan City?"
Everyone laughed and said: "The law of heaven is clear, retribution will not be happy."
While they were talking, the jailer came in to deliver the meal.
Some people would rather go hungry than eat because these meals are filled with drugs that can suppress Wen Qi/Martial Qi and can also make people weak. This drug has no other harmful effects on the body and can be slowly recovered after seven days of discontinuation.
bondage.
But if you don't eat for a long time, you will also become weak.
Someone breaks the jar and eats it!
"Eat, eat, don't worry about your stomach."
The devil knows when Zheng Qiao will think of them. Wouldn't it be a shame if he starves to death? Even if he dies, he must be a starved ghost! The sight in the prison is dim, and everyone can't tell the time from day to night after staying there for a long time. They can only follow the instructions given by the jailer.
Meal estimates.
Somehow, someone quietly said: "If Zheng Qiao is defeated, what will happen to us... Have you ever thought about it?"
"It's best if we lose. We don't have to suffer this humiliation."
The man said: "Will Zheng Qiao let us go?"
Everyone was silent.
Zheng Qiao is an out-and-out lunatic. He adheres to the principle of dying together. How can he leave a way for them to survive?
For a moment, everyone just felt horrified.
What worried them most happened.
On this day, the jailer took them all out of the prison, but instead of letting them go home, they moved them collectively to another place. Someone could vaguely be seen digging a hole...
Someone sensed something was wrong and took the opportunity to cause chaos and escape.
Although they had barely recovered their morale, they escaped unexpectedly due to the looseness of the guards, but they still did not dare to stop for fear that the pursuers from behind would capture them.
Until they met Chu Yao and others.
When Chu Yao arrived with his troops, the scene was in a mess, and there were signs of fighting everywhere. How could this group of virtual prisoners be a match for the strong soldiers? The hole had been less than half filled, and many people had been buried.
Chest...
The soldiers were waving their whips to tell them to work faster.
Fill the pit with shovelfuls of soil.
As soon as Chu Yao's troops arrived, the soldiers did not even put up a symbolic resistance and ran away in fear. Everyone at the bottom of the pit raised their heads when they heard the noise, and saw a young scribe with gray hair standing above him. The scribe was dressed simply, but his temperament was first-class.
good.
"Is there anyone alive down there?"
Hearing the voice, they were all colleagues who were in prison together. Everyone who was rescued was ecstatic and said: "There is a living person! We are still alive!"
Chu Yao said: "Go down and bring the people up."
As they were dug out of the pit one by one and ate hot food, they had a real feeling of being alive. While eating, some of them cried bitterly while holding their bowls.
"Why are you crying? If you survive a disaster, you will be blessed later."
They almost thought they were going to be buried alive.
If you save a life now, you will be blessed with great fortune!
After eating the food, they managed to regain some strength. At this time, a slightly immature-looking scholar among them straightened his appearance, smiled slightly, and stepped forward to salute: "I don't know how to be kind and honorable? I'll see you tomorrow."
Luan will definitely repay the opportunity!"
Chu Yao was thinking about how to arrange these people. Who among them was useful and who was useless had to be screened. When he heard a familiar but unpopular surname, he asked: "What's your surname?"
The scholar said: "My surname is Luan."
Chu Yao asked: "Which word is it?"
The other party replied: "tanluanzhiluan."
Chu Yao: "..."
"My dear benefactor, what's wrong with me?"
Chu Yao said: "This surname is quite rare."
I don’t know what the relationship is with Luan Xin.
He sent someone to invite Luan Xin.
When Luan Xin came slowly and limping, the scholar's eyes seemed to be reminiscing. After a while, he cautiously stepped forward and asked softly: "Sir, your surname is Luan, and your first name is Xin?"
Luan Xin looked at the scholar in surprise: "Who are you?"
The scholar was immediately overjoyed: "Father!"
Chu Yao on the side almost choked on his saliva. He didn't expect that he could watch Luan Xin's excitement. He immediately smiled and joked: "I never thought that the eldest son of Zhengyi would be so old."
Although the scholar looks young, he is not low in stature.
At this age, he is older than the children of Luan Xin's family.
Luan Xin said without thinking: "Nonsense, when did Luan have such a big son? Who are you, and why do you call me 'father'?"
The scholar was startled when he heard this, and changed his words in a low voice: "Uncle."
This time it was Luan Xin's turn to stiffen.
With the limited light, he carefully identified the eyebrows of the scholar in front of him. Although the facial features were stained with dirt, some traces of outline could still be seen. Luan Xin looked somewhat familiar from this face that was approaching adulthood.
, plus the title of scholar...
Could it be——
"Are you A Cheng?"
The "A Cheng" in Luan Xin's mouth is actually his sworn sister's only son. He was adopted into Luan Xin's lap just one month after he was born. Calculating his age, he should be as old as the scholar in front of him. Calling himself "A father" is not wrong.
There's nothing wrong with calling "uncle".
When the scholar heard this, his eyes filled with tears.
"Uncle, you are really still alive."
"If grandma knew, she would be very happy."
Luan Xin was almost speechless and choked when he looked at his nephew, who had a clear and silly face and an expression of "Uncle, it's great that you are still alive." Although he had never contacted the Luan family in recent years, he served as a scholar, and
Wen Yangong and his eldest sister knew each other.
It is impossible to say that he is dead.
"Who told you that something bad happened to me?"
Scholar: "There are rumors from outsiders that Wen Yangong lost power and was forced to commit suicide by the head of the Qiu family. There are also rumors that you also followed..."
Because of the lack of information between the two places, Qiu Cheng was defeated for several months before his mother-in-law received the news that Lord Shen was cruel and greedy. He used prisoners as hostages to ask for ransom from their families, and would tear them apart if no ransom was given. There is no doubt that his uncle must have been killed.
The other party tore it off.
Luan Xin: "..."
He suspected that the eldest sister had even prepared his magic tablet.
The scholar whispered: "I offer incense three times a day."
Luan Xin: "...At least send someone to confirm it."
After saying this, he was startled.
Because of what happened that year, Luan Xin left after his leg injury recovered a little, making it clear that he did not want to be disturbed, and never contacted the Luan family again. However, he did not know whether the old owner Qiu Cheng helped inform the news.
…
Luan Xin sighed and suppressed his unnecessary thoughts.
"Are you okay? Are you frightened?"
The scholar shook his head obediently: "Uncle, I'm fine."
Apart from being a little hungry and getting kicked when going into the pit, there were no other problems. The nearby old ministers of the Xin State also heard the conversation between the two, and were relieved to hear that they still had this uncle-nephew relationship. Someone above him had someone
The relationship is just good.
Luan Xin brushed away the dirt from his temples.
Ask the bodyguard to get some clean clothes for him to change into.
At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a suspicious figure bending over and crouching. He immediately took action and dragged the person back with Wenqi.
The scholar saw the person clearly and exclaimed: "Uncle!"
At this time, Luan Xin barely recognized the other party.
First he was slightly surprised, and then he smiled: "What a coincidence."
The arrested person was already trembling.
Over the years, this man has indulged in sexual activities, indulged in lasciviousness, and indulged in cultivation. Most of his body has been hollowed out. In addition, he has been tortured to the point of being haggard, with gray hair on his temples. His eyebrows cannot be hidden.
Old and haggard, at first glance he doesn't look like Luan Xin's peers, but more like his parents.
At this time, he was still hunched over and holding his head in his hands.
I didn't dare to look at Luan Xin at all.
However, Luan Xin still remembered him when he turned into ashes.
"I haven't seen you for so many years. How are you?"
The voice was as low as a life-threatening ghost, with a chilly tone.
The scholar looked at Luan Xin and then at his trembling colleague and half-brother, pursed his lips, and took a step back.
