There is only one woman in a small shop holding her child who is less than three years old in her arms, trying to block the child's sight and ears, even in such a dangerous situation, the woman as a mother does not want the child to be frightened, the surrounding anger, how can a weak woman be able to resist, the child cry.

The louder the scream, the more it attracted the attention of the surrounding thugs, and under the approach of the thugs who robbed more and more, the more they robbed, the more inhumane the mob approached, the woman who was huddled in the corner held the child and retreated to the most damp corner, and the woman picked up a small stick in her hand in a panic and waved it in the air, but in the eyes of many thugs, the stick was only regarded as a toy.

"Take whatever you want, let me go. The woman broke down and cried, but a person without humanity could no longer be called a human being, and the woman was dragged out, leaving the child who fell on the spot to cry uncontrollably.

In the sound of percussion all over the city mixed with the sound of cry for help, the sound of fire, the sound of breaking, the bad people who could not help, Wuhou was reluctant to withdraw from the West City, the officials who still had a conscience clenched the weapons in their hands and wanted to turn around and return to the West City to kill those thugs, the leader looked at the young men under his command and said: "Take into account the overall situation, young men, if you are a soldier, you have to obey the order." ”

"We are soldiers, but we are also Boan. A bad guy retorted, not for anything else, just for the oath he made when he first entered the yamen of the bad guy under the banner of Anyang Sun and Moon, just for that sentence: Bo'an is here, I am here. I'm not here, Boan is.

"If you are a soldier, you have to obey orders, and if you are a soldier, follow me. The leader who turned his head made up his mind to run in the direction of Higashi.

Whether he is a soldier or a thug, even if he is unwilling in his heart, he is still a soldier, a soldier of Anyang. Tangled bad people, Wu Hou can only follow the leader to the East Market.

But there was another bad guy who didn't move, that is, the young man who had just retorted, with a young face, at most sixteen years old, not even yet, he had no father and mother since he was a child, and it was the asylum in Bo'an City that adopted him, so he joined the bad guy at this age, and just wanted to dedicate a little strength to this city that raised him.

The young bad guy who clenched the iron rod in his hand rushed to the West City against the direction of everyone retreating to the East City, and smashed a few looting thugs in the firelight. There were only hundreds of people around, but no one dared to advance, and one of the thieves shouted: "A soldier died the day before yesterday, isn't it all right today?"

"Bang dang. The iron rod smashed on the ground with a muffled sound, and under the reflection of the firelight, the last young bad man who fell lay on the ground with his back to the ground and twitched, muttering in a voice that no one could hear: "Bo...... Quiet...... At. ”

The young bad man defended the faith of the Boan people with his blood and defended his oath with his life. And because of the oath, because of the faith, the blood was lost, and the life was lost.

The order to withdraw and support Xishi was also issued by King Wei as a last resort, and he wanted to refer to Lu Fusheng's opinion to deal with these things, but how did he know that what was waiting for was eight useless waste words, and the eight words that Lu Fusheng passed on were in the understanding of King Wei as a grandson to endure and endure first, and when the black and white impermanence conveyed these few words, King Wei smashed the long table in front of him with one hand.

After calming down for a while, King Wei thought about it for a while, except to follow what Lu Fusheng said, he couldn't come up with any other way, although it seemed that his subordinates controlled all the soldiers in Bo'an City except for the two armies of Jin Longwei and the Prince's Personal Guard, but compared to the tens of millions of people in the entire Bo'an City, it was really just a drop in the ocean, and there were only a few important places that could be defended.

Xuanwu Avenue and the East and West Cities are the most important, and in addition to these three places, there are only a few important places left in the Sixteen Wangye Fang and a few where the powerful and high-ranking officials live

The fang near the royal city, and the people who live in the fang have families and don't care, and the king of Wei still has a trace of fantasy in his heart, if these thugs really know how to break into the east palace of the sixteen princes and kill the prince, how can he still worry and be scared all day long, and spend his brains and efforts.

Things will never go as people want, and the scoundrels are the most lazy and desperate for their lives, otherwise they will go to join the army. There is no fool who dares to go to the East Palace to kill people, where do you dare to go to the East Palace, even the Sixteen Princes Fang is as calm as before at the moment.

Compared with the West Market, the East Market is more important, and the East Market is mostly privately run by the royal magnates in Bo'an City, and if the core interests of these people are damaged, they will face pressure from many parties, and they will be even more breathless.

In addition, the foundation of Anyang's founding is that it is more inclusive, religious, commercial, and cultural......

It is with inclusiveness that Anyang has today's prosperity, but the premise of these inclusiveness is that Anyang can provide a safe country trusted by all the people, if the Anyang country in Bo'an City is distrusted, all the Hu people in Anyang, and the foreign countries have left for some reason, where are the people?

And at this moment, the order to abandon the West Market was really issued by the King of Wei as a last resort, and in the burning East City, at the same time, there was also an incident in the East Market.

The incident in Dongshi should not have started, before night fell, the king of Wei discharged most of the martial marquis in the city, and the bad people were stationed at the entrance of Dongshi and every shop in Dongshi, and even sent his own "flanking guards" that he had just formed. The flankers are all composed of cultivators, although they have only been established for less than two days, the number of people is not much, there are only more than a hundred people, and the flankers have taken the route of being fine but not many under Lu Fusheng's proposal.

At dusk, the sun sets, the golden red light is reflected in the first restaurant on the left of the East City, although it is twilight, there are not many diners who come to eat, holding the cage drawer Xiao Er put down the things in his hand, and wipe the residue that the diners inadvertently spilled with a rag, the boss covered his waist and walked out of the backyard slowly, the boss is nearly middle-aged, and he is tired enough to wrap a bun in the backyard for a whole day, and a young man in his twenties may not be able to last a whole day.

The boss had a wife when he was young, and gave birth to a son with his wife, he wanted the child to study and get fame and glory to his ancestors, but the child was not angry, and when he grew up, he mixed with the splashes on the street all day long, and it happened that Anyang changed to a conscription system, and the boss let his son go to be a soldier in desperation, and the failure of the child's growth was partly due to the doting of the boss's wife, and the mother was more defeated, without exception, when he learned that his son was going to be a soldier, the boss's wife disagreed, but he couldn't stand the boss's decision and had to say goodbye to his son with tears.

Although the child is not good at reading, he likes to dance with knives and sticks since he was a child, and sending him to the army can be regarded as choosing a correct path for him.

The good days are not long, just a few days ago, the Yamen sent someone to send broken silver cloth, saying that it was the boss's son in a sneak attack of the enemy in order to protect his comrades and retreat for the country, the boss collapsed to the ground when he heard it, the boss's wife only had this son in her life, and she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart, so she hanged herself on the same day, and the boss was also at home for a few days, knowing that it was only reopened today, although the diners didn't know why the boss didn't open the store these days, but Xiao Er, who had worked in the boss's store for several years, knew the changes in the boss's family completely.

Xiao Er saw the boss out of the front yard, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help, for the boss of the good man, Xiao Er regarded him as his father in the bottom of his heart, Xiao Er himself is not a Bo'an person, but the Kunlun slave slave sold to Bo'an by the slave owner of the vowel country, was exchanged for a meal by the boss many years ago, usually diligent hands and feet were left by the boss as Xiao Er to help the store business, although Xiao Er is a slave, but the heart-warming boss has never seen Xiao Er as a slave, only as a worker hired in the store.

Xiao Er, who supported the boss and sat on the chair, said: "Boss, it rained heavily today, and the business was not as good as before, but there were not many people. ”

"Old, people don't accept the old, it's really not good. The boss heard Xiao Er talk about his deceased wife who had just been gone for a few days, but the two days were sadder for the boss than the previous half of his life combined, and he looked several years old. With a sigh of emotion, he rubbed his old waist.

As soon as Xiao Er's words came out, he felt that what he said was wrong, and he didn't say much more, and silently walked behind the boss and massaged the boss's waist, and the boss also put down his hands that hammered his back with calluses on his back, looked ahead and asked Xiao Er: "How many years have you been with me?"

"It's been eight years, from when I was thirteen to twenty-one now. ”

"It's good to be young, to remember everything. If only my son were still alive, today is his birthday. But I don't want to be left alone now. ”

"Boss, you still have me, if you don't dislike me, you can treat me as your son. Xiao Er walked up to the boss and knelt on the ground.

The boss touched the top of Xiao Er's head and said: "You can't follow me for a lifetime, you have also learned my family's recipes in the past few years in the store, and you can open a restaurant wherever you go, and you can't starve to death." ”

Xiao Er looked panicked, and quickly kowtowed and apologized: "I didn't learn it intentionally, I didn't learn it intentionally." Forgive me, I keep you as a father, as long as you don't drive me away. Lying at the boss's feet, he kept crying and begging.

The boss stood up with his support on the table, took out a burden from the back hall and threw it to Xiao Er: "There is a little broken silver in it, save a little use, and it will be enough for you to live for a few months, get out, get out of Bo'an City, and don't let me see you again." ”

"Boss, don't drive me away, you can say anything, just don't drive me away. I'm gone, what are you going to do? Xiao Er lay on the ground with his whole body and begged, all the heads of the ground This is the biggest etiquette in the vowel country.

The boss still didn't care, turned around and closed the door of the restaurant with a goodbye look, and put himself and Xiao Er outside a wooden door, and ignored how Xiao Er begged the boss outside the door.