Back Off, Let Me Come

Xie Qi naturally wanted to save people.

After all, we all have been officials in the same court for many years, and have the experience of making a living under Zheng Qiao's high pressure. It can be said to be a typical example of sharing joys and sorrows. It would be okay if I didn't know, but now that I know they are in trouble, I cannot sit idly by either emotionally or rationally.

Furthermore——

There are many capable people among the old ministers of Xin State.

Picking and choosing can still be used.

"Shi, Shizang, do you really mean what you say?"

When the few people who were running for their lives heard this, they were so moved that they burst into tears. The tears mixed with the mud on their faces and left long marks, making them look embarrassed and a bit funny. Immediately, he didn't bother to ask who Xie Qi worked for, and just told him like he was pouring beans.

However, Xie Qi cannot decide this matter 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. My boss was born with stunted growth, and few people have taken the initiative to join the company after many years of operation. Although the background of the team members is simple, which is conducive to unifying the voice, once the territory needs to be expanded, the lack of manpower will actually slow down the progress. If we can make these people owe favors and form a good relationship, it will be easier to talk to them in the future. Of course, if they rush there too late, they can only blame them for their fate. Chu Yao had a plan in mind.

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 madman, 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, and in some places only the old, weak, sick and disabled were left. It doesn't take many elite troops to dig holes to bury people.

Chu Yao said: "Assemble your troops and go to the rescue."

Qianzhou was in crisis because of Zheng Qiao's generous delivery of the imperial 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 to rescue the old ministers of Xin State.

Needless to say, the old ministers of Xin State knew Zheng Qiao.

When they were captured and imprisoned together, everyone looked at me and me and found that they were all enemies with Zheng Qiao, and they felt a sense of foreboding. In the dark cell, they held the bars with their hands and communicated by voice, integrating 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 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. There should be no natural danger in Qianzhou, 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 underneath such a person who obeys orders? 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 that it was Yan Xingning who recommended Ping Tiao."

"Who then?"

"That person? His surname seems to be Shen."

"It seems to be called Shen Tang, right?"

[Shen] This surname is naturally familiar to the old officials of the Xin Kingdom. After all, this is the surname of the Xin Kingdom's royal family. Of course, when they mentioned King Xin's royal family now, they only despised them. Only some elderly ministers can still say a word or two. After all, the old leader of the Xin Kingdom had a virtuous time and had a deep love for his ministers before he became old and dim and was so happy about his achievements.

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, 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 detached from the world and has nothing in the world. He only relies on some big treasures to rise to prominence. Even if he collects beauties from the people, takes plunder from the defeated little royal family, and fills the inner courtyard of the palace with beauties, there are some things that he just can't do. As his body failed, his psychology also became 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, and the people have always questioned its legitimacy. If the old leader of the Xin Kingdom had such a hidden gem, he would not be so messed up in the future.

The one who broke the gossip explained.

"It's not the royal family, it's the Shen family of the nine barbaric tribes."

Speaking of which, among the crowd there were several old friends and disciples of the Shen family. They had not planned to join the group chat at first. After all, the prison had treated them harshly during the past few days. The food given to them was either insufficient or had a strange smell. Just enduring the hunger in their bellies was uncomfortable enough. 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 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 physically weak. This drug has no other harmful effects on the body, and the restraint can be slowly restored after seven days of discontinuation.

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 get in trouble with your stomach."

Who knows when Zheng Qiao will think of them? Wouldn't it be a shame if he starves to death? Even if you die, you have to be a dead ghost! The sight in the prison here is dim, and everyone can't tell the time of day and night after staying there for a long time, so they can only estimate based on the meals delivered by the jailer.

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 releasing them home, they moved them collectively to another place. You can vaguely see someone digging a hole...

Someone sensed something was wrong and took the opportunity to escape in chaos.

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 chaos, with signs of fighting everywhere. How can this group of virtual prisoners be a match for strong soldiers? The big hole has been less than half filled, and many people have been buried up to their chests...

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 soldiers and horses arrived, the soldiers did not even make a symbolic resistance. They were all frightened and ran away. 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 them. The scribes were simply dressed, but their temperament was first-rate.

"Is there anyone alive down there?"

Hearing the voice, they were all colleagues who were in prison together. Everyone was ecstatic after being rescued, saying: "There are alive people! 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 people cried bitterly while holding their bowls.

"Why are you crying? If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later."

They almost thought they were being buried alive.

If you save a life now, you will be blessed and blessed!

After eating the food, I managed to regain some strength. At this time, a young-looking scholar among them straightened his appearance, smiled slightly, and stepped forward to salute: "I don't know how to be grateful? If there is a chance in the future, Luan will definitely repay me!"

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: "Tan Luan's Luan."

Chu Yao: "..."

"My benefactor, what's wrong?"

Chu Yao said: "This surname is quite rare."

I don’t know what the relationship is with Luan Xin.

He asked someone to invite Luan Xin.

When Luan Xin came with a slow pace and a limp, the scholar's eyes seemed to be filled with memories. After a while, he cautiously stepped forward and asked softly: "Sir, your surname is Luan, and your 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 would be able to 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.

He used the few lights to carefully identify the features of the scholar in front of him. Although the facial features are stained with dirt, some outline marks can still be seen. Luan Xin looked somewhat familiar from the 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 was actually his sworn sister's only son, who 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. It is not wrong to call oneself "father", nor is there anything wrong to call oneself "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 as he looked at his eldest nephew with a clear and silly face and an expression that said "Uncle, it's great that you are still alive." Although he has never contacted the Luan family in these years, he served as Wen Yangong, and Wen Yangong knew his eldest sister.

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's army was defeated for several months before his mother-in-law received news that Lord Shen was cruel and greedy. He used prisoners as hostages to demand ransom from their families. If no ransom was given, he would directly tear people apart. There is no doubt that the uncle must have been ripped off by the other party.

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 healed a little, making it clear that he didn't want to be disturbed, and never contacted the Luan family again. However, he didn't know whether his old master 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 I went into the pit, there were no other problems. The nearby old ministers of the Xin State also heard the conversation between the two, and felt relieved when they heard that they still had this uncle-nephew relationship. It would be great if someone above me has connections.

Luan Xin brushed away the sand 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 Wen Qi.

The scholar saw the person clearly and exclaimed: "Uncle!"

At this time, Luan Xin barely recognized the other party.

He was slightly surprised at first, and then smiled: "What a coincidence."

The person who was arrested was already trembling.

Over the years, this man has indulged in sensuality, debauchery, and indulged in cultivation. Most of his body has been hollowed out. Coupled with the recent imprisonment, he has been tortured until he looks haggard and has gray hair on his temples. There is an unmistakable oldness and haggardness between his eyebrows. 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.

He didn't dare to look at Luan Xin at all.

However, Luan Xin still remembered him when he turned into ashes.

"Long years no see, 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.

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I’ll add more when I get back to playing.

PS: Oh, by the way, there is a little easter egg related to Zheng Qiao in this chapter. I wonder if anyone has discovered it.