The Fourth Master was sitting in a tent with a campfire next to him.
"Master, this wind is very evil." Li Jian poured a cup of hot water from the copper pot to the fourth master and handed it to him, "I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well at night."
The fourth master took it, smiled slightly, and didn't explain. He couldn't sleep well, and it wasn't because of the tent. I used to accompany the Holy Driver on trips, and stayed there for several months. It's just that I suddenly felt unaccustomed to being alone.
Already.
Today's conditions are naturally not comparable to those when I was a prince, but compared to those on the escape route, they are much more comfortable. But on the escape route, the two of them alternated between resting, and didn't I also sleep peacefully?
After all, it's just that there is one less person around.
The water at the entrance is melted snow water from outside. It is not clean and unhygienic, but this is a helpless solution.
He wrapped himself in a large cloak, took a sip, and returned his eyes to the letter in his hand.
He was not surprised at all that she was able to suppress those who were ready to take action. But he didn't expect that she actually surrendered to Hei Qi. With this person here, information was basically flowing smoothly in the capital and beyond.
The capital at this moment is truly their capital.
Just as he was thinking about it, the curtain of the tent was lifted up, and a gust of cold wind came in. Following closely, there was Tietou's strong body.
"Master." Tietou called out and squatted beside the fire to warm himself up. The fourth master poured hot water and handed it to him.
"How's it going?" Fourth Master asked.
Tietou chuckled, "Of course those two want to fight."
Fourth Master nodded. This time, he brought people, but only in the name of Xishan Camp to suppress the rebellion. Although the information was semi-blocked, according to Yin Sanlang's habit, he probably would not inquire very carefully. He
You can't reveal yourself yet.
"Sir, Sun Yi and Gao Li are not easy to control." Tietou Weng said angrily, "But the one named Zhang Feng is a bit interesting."
"What do you want?" Fourth Master turned to look at Tietou.
"Those two just wanted to grab the credit, and they hadn't started fighting yet. They started arguing over who would take the lead and how to distribute the things. From my subordinates' point of view, there is really no need to keep them." Tietou drank water, "They are here.
This Xishan camp is not easy to integrate."
Fourth Master turned the cup in his hand and said, "Then let's call them both dead."
Tietou nodded, not surprised at all. He turned around and asked Fourth Master, "What about the Yin family members...if they are captured?"
"Prisoners?" Fourth Master shook his head, "No need to take prisoners, let them go."
"Master!" Tie Tou stood up and said, "That bullshit young man in white has some skills. People who confuse people believe him. If we don't get rid of him at this time..."
The fourth master waved his hand and told him to calm down, "Do you think it is easier to deal with this Yin Sanlang, or the imperial court across the river?"
Tietou was stunned, "Of course it's Yin Sanlang..."
"That's not right." Fourth Master said nonchalantly: "Such a person can't achieve anything and won't be a threat, but he has an advantage that others don't have. As long as he is here, the number one enemy of the imperial court is him. We are hiding behind him now
Later, the best choice is to continue to strengthen yourself with the Mingmu of counterinsurgency. Therefore, on the battlefield, be careful and don't let Yin Sanlang die. Not only can you not let him die, you must also kill him.
Rush to our designated location..."
Wherever you want to occupy, drive Saburo to that place. As long as he is here, you can send troops by yourself, then it is justified and the troops are famous.
Tietou chuckled, "I'm my master, why didn't I think of this method?"
………………
At this moment, Saburo was walking around the room anxiously. The charcoal fire lit by low-quality coal was a bit choking.
"Your Majesty, it's time to rest." A graceful girl whispered beside Saburo.
Sanlang turned his head and looked into the girl's bright eyes, "Shuang'er, you go and rest first."
"Your Majesty hasn't rested yet, how dare Shuang'er?" Shuang'er looked at Sanlang with a smile, full of friendship.
Sanlang took Shuang'er's hand and sat side by side with her on the couch. This girl was the daughter of a teahouse owner. She came from a small family, and the only thing that satisfied Sanlang was a pair of unbound feet. This girl used to suffer from big feet.
She has low self-esteem, but Sanlang almost vomited out in disgust when she saw Fan's little feet. So, now she not only looks at whether the girl is good-looking, but also looks at whether the girl has big feet. After she ascends the throne, she must choose a harem. The county is like this
In a big place, how many outstanding girls are selected? Only this girl is eye-catching. Although she has a red face.
He hoped that she would be considerate and considerate of Shuang'er in The Deer and Cauldron, so he chose such a name.
This girl is sixteen this year, not yet eighteen. He is not in a hurry to take over the house, so he keeps her by his side like a little girl.
Before the two of them could finish speaking, the door was pushed open.
The person who came in was a young woman in her twenties.
"Your Majesty." She saluted him, her posture was a bit strange.
Sanlang sighed inwardly. This woman was now the only woman he had a relationship with. Her name was Hong Niang, and she was a widow. When the man went out to buy food, he was beaten to death. She was left to take care of this three-year-old daughter without any money.
When Sanlang passed by, he took a look and felt that He Yanyuan had brought him back. Everything else was fine, but he was very jealous. I couldn't see him getting close to any woman.
"Why are you here?" Saburo frowned slightly, "Go back and rest first. I will go back later."
The matchmaker glanced at Shuang'er and then said to Sanlang: "Your Majesty, I have it."
Sanlang was confused, "Why?"
It's only been a month.
The matchmaker's eyes suddenly turned red, "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
As a young man who is used to going out and having fun, what I fear most is that women will tell me that I have it.
Whenever something like this happens, he should be taken to the hospital quickly and get a nutrition fee that is enough to buy a house in a first-tier city, which can be a relief. He feels that he has always been very careful in this kind of thing.
Therefore, he was not ready to accept a woman giving birth to a child for him.
And, worst of all, there's going to be a war.
War has always been a half-and-half chance. Half the chance of winning and half the chance of losing.
Of course, he used these words to fool people. With his current ability, only a hundred of his personal guards were armed. This was only possible after the county government's patrol house was captured. The others were all
They are a miscellaneous army. Most of their weapons are farm tools. They have dog-beating sticks and hoes and shovels. The wood-cutting knife is a great weapon.
There is really no way around this. The people below are content with their small fortunes. They are here to eat and drink, and they don't care about what happens next. When they finish eating and use up all their energy, they will find a suitable place at worst.
Just grab a fortune. Then continue this pattern.
He knew that this was short-sighted, but he had no choice, he couldn't convince them now.
Now, the imperial army is pressing over. The only thing these bastards can think of is to escape to the northwest. They have no intention of resisting at all. And each of them can tell a lot of truths.
Therefore, on the one hand, he is now thinking about how to mobilize these people to fight a battle. Even if he cannot win, he must hold back the court to buy him enough time. On the other hand, he must make complete preparations.
Prepare to escape smoothly. If you fall into the hands of the court like this, you will die. Therefore, bringing a woman with you is very troublesome, and bringing a pregnant woman is even more troublesome. In addition, this woman also has a three-year-old child.
daughter.
What should I do if I have a family with me?
"Matchmaker..." Sanlang's words swirled in his mouth before he continued: "We will still have a chance to have children in the future. You still can't have this one in your belly."
"Why...why?" The matchmaker looked at Sanlang in astonishment, "Why can't I have it?"
The corners of Saburo's mouth moved, but he couldn't say cold words.
Shuang'er glanced at the matchmaker and then said seriously: "Aren't you forcing His Majesty? This child... your husband has been dead for more than a month, and you have been with His Majesty for exactly one month. The difference is only a few days.
.Whose child is this? If Your Majesty recognizes it, what will all the civil and military officials think? How will you face the people of the world? Sister Hong, you are not a clean body to begin with, and your husband just died and you...just listen to Your Majesty."
The matchmaker's hands kept shaking. Did she feel that she was unruly?
But after her husband died, there was no rice for cooking at home, and her daughter was crying from hunger, and she had no money to buy a coffin for the child’s father to bury. In that situation, let alone sleeping with a man, it was asking her to do the most despicable thing.
, as long as she can give her child something to eat and keep her alive, she will do it without hesitation.
In fact, she had never thought much about whose child she was carrying. At this moment, Shuang'er's words gave her a blow.
She pursed her lips, and a firm look flashed in her eyes, "Your Majesty, I want to give birth to this child." No matter whose child it is, she will treat him as the posthumous son of her ex-husband and inherit his legacy.
She slowly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, thank you for giving our mother and daughter a place to stay and allowing us to survive. I already know what Miss Shuang'er means. I will take the child and leave."
Sanlang stood up and supported the matchmaker, "I didn't mean that... Mainly because the war is about to start... It's inconvenient for you..."
The matchmaker's eyes flashed, "I sympathize with your difficulties, and I won't follow you. Now if we are among the old, weak, women and children in the city, maybe we still have a chance to survive..."
Saburo frowned, "Do you really want to leave?"
The matchmaker nodded, "I am taking the child with me, and I am..."
Sanlang gritted his teeth and handed over a purse on his body, "Take this, leave Changyun County, and find a place where no one knows you. As long as others don't know that you are mine, you can live well... etc.
future……"
The matchmaker pursed her lips. This gold leaf in her purse is more reliable than a man...