Chapter 6 Jiang Taigong fishing

I slept comfortably in the VIP room until three o'clock in the morning, and it was strange to say that I didn't have that terrible dream for the first time, and it seemed that my grandmother was right. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Until two female thieves came to wake me up, waited for me to wash, and then brushed my unkempt hair in a shiny double bun, and specially brought a set of green long dresses, the material was slippery, soft and light, much more comfortable than my coarse linen robe.

The bandit has a pretty good day, I thought to myself.

All the way out, the village is still filled with a New Year-like atmosphere, killing pigs and sheep, everyone is very happy, and when they see me, they greet me affectionately: "Hello madam!" ā€

I had to smile awkwardly.

Seeing Min Qiu from a distance leading people to collect the arrows and other weapons that I picked up last night, I hummed a small tune and jumped over happily, "Hey! Good afternoon! ā€

When he lifted his eyes, he saw me, and he was petrified, and the expression on his face was frozen, and his eyes were extraordinarily gentle.

I stretched out my fingers and shook them in front of his eyes, "Wake up, do you see Yueniang again?" ā€

His eyes were slightly red, he blinked, and said, "How nice it would be for you to be really her." ā€

"Is it that like?" I wondered, how can there be such a person in the world?

"There are ninety-nine places like it, especially when you put on a shirt and dress, it's like she's coming to life."

"What about the other place? Not like? ā€

"It's not like talking when you open your mouth." He reached out and pulled the bun on my head, "Liang Xiangu, stay, let's get rich together." ā€

"Okay!" I agreed.

He obviously didn't expect me to promise so happily, and looked at me with wide eyes, speechless for a moment.

Wuji, who happened to be rushing towards us, heard it, and was so anxious that he stepped over in two steps, pulled my sleeve, wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, and said, "Sister Yuliang, you still have to save people." ā€

"Saving people? Who to save? Min Qiu looked at us in astonishment.

"Forget it." I waved my hand, "The Shu Kingdom is dead, what if you save their crown prince?" It's better to start with this cottage, let's occupy a few more hills first, then occupy the city, then expand, and then ......"

Min Qiu knocked me on the head, "Do you think that Zhancheng is just by calculating feng shui?" ā€

I was furious, and a stormy fist struck him in the chest: "What kind of feng shui? Our Yin and Yang family is not just for you to calculate Feng Shui! ā€

Min Qiu grabbed my hand and said seriously: "Okay, don't tickle me, you tell me first, what prince are you going to save?" ā€

"The prince of Shu." I rolled my eyes, "I don't want to go, how can there be so easy to save, it's all flawless and pull me away." ā€

Wu Que is about to cry when he sees it.

Min Qiu was surprised and said, "The prince of Shu is still alive?" ā€

Wujian nodded hurriedly: "It must be alive, King Liang wants "Heavenly Soldiers", and he still expects His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to find it for him." ā€

"Heavenly Soldiers? You say that the ancient god book that is rumored to be invincible with this book? ā€

"Yes, it's a pity that the prince only knows where it is." I quietly glanced at Wu Fen.

Fortunately, Wufeng was clever enough to understand what I meant, and said with a sad face: "Woo woo, if the prince dies, this book will never be found again." ā€

Min Qiu's two big hands clasped together, paced in a circle in place, and asked me, "You said last night that you want peace in the world, do you just want to rely on this book to unify the world?" ā€

"I originally thought so, but think about it, how can there be such a magical thing, a book can unify the world, the king of Shu has a book, and the kingdom of Shu will not also die? So I think now, what kind of prince and book does he have, it's still your copycat reliable. I shook my head and pretended to be clever.

"Just your little brain." Min Qiubai glanced at me, stroked his beard and said: "The king of Shu only sought partial peace, and lost his defense, so he was taken advantage of by the Liang army." That book, the legend has the effect of soldiers like gods, if there is a book, coupled with the prestige of the prince, it will create a trend of response in Shu, and it is not impossible to restore the country. ā€

"But," I scratched my head and said with a bitter face, "save the prince, but if you are not careful, you will lose your life." ā€

"The riskier the thing, the more valuable it is." Min Qiu put away that kind of hanging smile, his expression was solemn, his eyes looked at the high sky, and said, "Maybe this is the last chance for Shu Kingdom." ā€

He turned his head to look at me, and returned to his usual appearance: "Besides, isn't there another fairy girl for you?" ā€

"Are you really going to save the prince?" I looked at him in embarrassment, "I'm not going to be a soldier." Just a few of us, how can we rob the prison? ā€

Min Qiu flicked his head, pointed to the busy brothers in the village, and said, "There are still them." ā€

"Everyone goes up the mountain with you, just to ask for money, will you be willing to go to this kind of life-losing thing?" I was skeptical.

Min Qiu patted his chest and said confidently: "You don't have to worry about this, you still have this face." ā€

After speaking, he shouted to the bandits: "Gather in the hall, and make money again!" ā€

"The hall is assembled!" The bandits should be in harmony, and while they make a sound, Ulala gathers and leaves.

In this compartment, Wujian quietly stretched out his thumb to me: "Sister Yuliang, you are so godly, you immediately pulled over so many helpers." ā€

I was not complacent, and said in a deep voice: "This Min Qiu, with his own extravagance in food and clothing, seems to be a hanger, but in fact he acts rigorously, last night was just a robbery, and he used so many military tactics, which is by no means an ordinary bandit." If he asks directly, he will be suspicious, just give him a point, but if he is a little ambitious, he will naturally understand that this is a great opportunity. It's just that I'm not sure what he's thinking. ā€

"But what if he really wants to marry you?" Wu Feng was slightly anxious.

"Pig brains." I gave him a blank look: "There is a dead man living in his heart, and no one can go in." ā€

After a day of mobilization, Min Qiu decided to break it into pieces first, and everyone entered Yizhou City.

Early in the morning of the second day, I, Wuji, Min Qiu, and a dozen bandits pulled three carts of wheat and went straight to Yizhou.

I was wearing a ragged linen shirt, and Min Qiu deliberately smeared a few handfuls of wheat straw ash on my face, and my clothes were stained with some dung and mud, and my whole body was stinky.

Min Qiu looked at my big burden all the way and said, "You didn't steal the gold from our cottage, did you?" ā€

I "cut" and said, "I don't have the heart to repay my kindness at all, and I won't be rewarded with two pieces of gold." ā€

"It's good if I didn't crush you." Min Qiu said with a hippie smile.

This person, if he hadn't seen him so affectionately for Yueniang, he would have thought he was a ruffian. What's the story behind him? I thought.

Three days later, they arrived at Yizhou City.

The convoy entered the city in the name of selling grain, and the guards at the city gate specially guided us to the east of the city to deliver grain.

It's a ruined city.

The original vermilion city gate, only the door frame remained, the broken city wall collapsed, blocking half of the doorway, from the other half of the door hole can accommodate two carriages side by side, you can still see the deep arrow holes in the bricks and rusty red bloodstains, showing how tragic and terrifying battles have happened here, and how many heroic souls have been buried with hatred.

The city was sparsely populated, with closed doors, broken window lattices and half-half earthen walls, and the occasional open shop, with a figure flickering inside, and many wild dogs running through the streets in packs, but there was a dead silence.

Our wagon carrying grain passed by, running over the stone road, and the "creaking" sound was particularly harsh.

I kind of understood that the original city was one house after another, like countless blocks.

Min Qiu sighed and said, "Do you know why these dogs are so fat. ā€

"Eat well." I replied casually, immediately thinking that they should be eating ......, and I couldn't help but shudder.

Is war really that terrible?

There were very few guards along the road, and according to the analysis of Wuflaw, it should be the main force of the Liang army heading east, preparing to attack Badong. The city lord of Badong City is a loyal subordinate of the King of Shu, and there is a natural danger of the Yangtze River, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, which can just relieve the pressure on Yizhou.

We deliberately took a detour to the front of the Shu Palace, and the palace gate was only guarded by a small team of guards, and the door lock was tightly fastened and sealed.

When I arrived at the gate of the city office, I was slightly popular, and groups of soldiers came and went, and the door was also three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry. When he saw that we were bringing grain, he didn't ask us more, but pointed to the grain collection station next to the gate and let us pass.

My heart moved, and I whispered to Wuji, "Is there a prison here?" ā€

Wu Que replied in a low voice: "There is no prison, but the officials are all taken here for interrogation, and there is a torture room." ā€

"The prince must be here." I'm sure.