Chapter Seventy-Three: The Riot

Yang Yu pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows and said, "If you are a sister-in-law, which one do you choose?" She raised an eyebrow, but with a sly smile.

Ah Jiu frowned slightly, lowered his head and pondered for a while, as if he was really thinking about it seriously, and said embarrassedly: "I think it's better for me." ”

Yang Yu supported his forehead, and Ah Jiu continued: "I, Wenzhi martial arts, immediately Sheji, both intellectual, but also heroic and extraordinary, if I am a sister-in-law, I must choose my own." He said it very seriously, very seriously, without the slightest perfunctory joke.

"You. Yang Yu was speechless for a moment, and suddenly felt that this Ah Jiu was too powerful, obviously looking loyal and honest, but he could say such shameless words, and he didn't bother to refute him.

"Oh! The sisters-in-law not far away let out a cry of surprise. Yang Yu unconsciously followed the voice.

I saw that Wang Jingzhi abandoned Meiqin, and he was also holding a long sword, and he was going back and forth with Pei Liang on the high slope, and he was very happy. Pei Liang's personal soldiers with him took off their armor one after another, fought with each other shirtless, the sweat beads on their bodies under the moonlight were crystal clear, and the muscles that shone became more and more toned.

"What's going on?" Yang Yu just wanted to step forward, but Ah Jiu stopped her.

Yang Yu turned his head to look at Ah Jiu's clear eyes, Ah Jiu spread his hands and said, "Today's training is not for those sisters-in-law. Saying Nunu, he looked not far away.

Yang Yu followed Ah Jiu's eyes and looked over, and the homeless people not far away lit a bonfire and sat there in groups, the number of people was even larger, and their eyes were like hungry wolves.

"Wang Jingzhi is a wonderful person. Ah Jiu looked at Wang Jingzhi in the distance with a smile, his eyes were a little meaningless, and then said: "Even for some poor people, you can be so polite before soldiers, it is really personable." ”

Yang Yu smiled, his eyes were bright and clear, and he said expectantly: "Yes." He turned and walked towards the carriage behind him.

"Jingmo, Qi Yan, take my short sword, and call all the servants to come over, everyone!" Yang Yu's voice was cold, with a bit of sternness that was not angry and arrogant.

Hearing this, Jingmo quickly got up from the grass and turned to run.

In a moment, more than 20 servants all stood in front of Yang Yu, Yang Yu frowned, held a short sword, and said majestically: "Tonight, everyone is divided into three shifts to guard, and if there is any movement, immediately wake everyone up." ”

Everyone was a little confused, but they didn't say much: "Yes!" Neat replied.

After arranging her own family's hands, she walked gracefully to Mrs. Kong's tent again, and gave the same warning, and then returned to the tent to sleep peacefully.

The moon was rising, the night was deep, and the people were resting.

Yang Yu was half-asleep and half-awake, hearing the sparse footsteps in her ears, she opened her eyes vigilantly, and the short sword in her hand was clenched tightly. At that moment, a figure lifted the curtain and crept into her tent.

Yang Yu half-squinted and looked at the man. The man fumbled around, reached the soft couch, leaned forward, Yang Yu even felt the warm snort of the visitor, and her nervous hands holding the sword were full of sweat.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and a carp straightened up from the couch. Pulling out the scabbard with one hand and holding the sword in the other, the person who came was startled, and retreated again and again, Yang Yu's short sword flashed coldly, and the person was not prepared in the slightest. Only then did Yang Yu see clearly that the man was holding a sharp knife in his hand.

"Someone! Yang Yu shouted. The man came with a knife swing, leaving no room for it.

A few voices sounded faintly outside the door.

"Someone! Yang Yu shouted again, the man saw this, as if he was crazy, grabbed the tea set at hand and smashed it towards Yang Yu, Yang Yu waved his short sword, and the teacup was broken in response, the man took advantage of this time, a cold knife split his head and covered his face towards Yang Yu's face, Yang Yu subconsciously raised the short sword to block it, and the tiger's mouth was shaken and painful, but the sharp knife did not give up, and pressed it desperately, seeing that the knife was forced in front of him.

Outside rang out one after another: "Help." The cry is high and low.

At this moment, Ah Jiu dodged and entered the door, he saw this, a long sword, picked up the sharp knife, and hurriedly protected Yang Yu's body, Yang Yu's heart was finally stable. When the man saw Yang Yu coming to help, he was even more desperately struggling from the ground at this moment. Ah Jiu held a long sword, and after a few ups and downs, the man was slashed in the abdomen, bleeding profusely, and fell to the ground.

Yang Yu grabbed Ah Jiu's arm and gasped, "Dead? ”

Ah Jiu grinned: "Dead." ”

Yang Yu opened the curtain and walked out of the tent, but saw that there was already a mess outside, dozens of chaotic people waved the wooden sticks in their hands, and made fierce gestures on the periphery of the convoy, and the bodies of a group of teenagers and girls trembled, like a sieve, surrounded together, leaning on each other, looking at the periphery Pei Liang and Wang Jingzhi led the servants of each family to guard strictly.

Ah Jiu whispered in Yang Yu's ear: "I heard that you retreated from the Xianbei Rebellion, why are you afraid?" ”

Yang Yu glared at Ah Jiu viciously, frowned, and said: "Ah Weng died on the battlefield, I have a national hatred for the Hu people, so naturally I leave no room for it, but this person is just an ordinary commoner." It was only because of hunger that he did this dangerous thing. ”

Ah Jiu squirmed his lips, but did not speak again.

Yang Yu stood quietly in front of the carriage, watching the movement ahead.

Wang Jingzhi still seemed to be strolling leisurely, he raised his lips, showed two rows of white and neat teeth, and said with a smile: "Fathers, retreat now, I won't rush to kill them all." ”

The leader of the big man sneered, he waved the stick in his hand, and provoked the people behind him: "Everyone, these nobles have seen their faces today, if they disperse like this, the official will come tomorrow, and he will definitely kill us!" ”

The people behind were already hungry and lost their minds, and when they heard that this would kill them, they refused to back down, and an old man behind them trembled, lowered his head and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, we only need rice and grain, as long as you eat less, we can live!" Please! At this point, he fell to his knees and touched the ground with his head, not daring to raise his head.

A weak young man beside Yang Yu whispered: "In the past, these ordinary people looked at us from a distance, and they would be so frightened that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed, but today they are so persecuted. ”

The other Yu son was also beautiful and weak, and said hatefully: "These lowly commoners, too can also be very, if it is in the past, I will pick him with a sword!" ”

Yang Yu pursed his lips, this person is from a high family, and it is difficult to understand what hunger is all his life, where will he understand? She shook her head silently.

I only heard Wang Jingzhi in the distance and said: "I, Wang Jingzhi, was born in Langya, do you believe me?" ”

Langya Wang's family? The common people were almost about to collapse, and they all looked at them angrily, if he hadn't provoked them, how could they have fought with their lives to get food.