There was a dead silence all around, and a huge shadow hung over everyone's hearts, and suddenly, a mournful cry shook the sky. It was the voice of the child's parents, a couple in despair and indignation.

Seeing that he was about to let go of his hand and throw the child to the ground, an object flew straight over and crashed into his body, the chief didn't have time to react, staggered a few big steps and fell to the ground, and the knife fell off his hand. A sharp pain instantly spread to all the limbs, and the whole body trembled.

Before everyone could see what was going on, the child, who was still in danger of dying in the hands of the chief, disappeared without a trace, was firmly held by the other hand, and returned to the arms of the parents.

The parents wept with joy and hugged their child, thanking them for their kindness. The commander who had been struck by the scabbard stood up and tried to stand, the cold blade pressing against the back of his neck, forcing him to move.

Seeing that the commander was captured, the soldiers were immediately in chaos, each holding a weapon and 90,000 confronting each other, and the homeless people took advantage of this opportunity to run around. The whole scene was chaotic and completely out of control.

Yuan Lingjun twisted the lines on the cuffs with his fingers and stood there without saying a word. The morning breeze occasionally blew the soap veil that hung down to the skirt, and the face hidden underneath was still not visible.

There was not a trace of sound in the four corners, and the silence was terrifying.

"Kill!" She said.

"No, no, you can't kill me, I am a lieutenant general in the eldest princess's mansion, and I hold an important position in the imperial court, you are against the laws of the imperial court if you kill me, and the eldest princess will not sit idly by." The chief struggled under the sword of ninety-thousand.

"So what! It is precisely because of the shameless scum like you who annihilate humanity that the empire will fall into misfortune, and if it is not dealt with as soon as possible, it will plunge the Yuan and Jin into eternal misfortune and suffering. You regard human life as child's play, pigs and dogs are not as good, and what face does it have to continue to exist in the world. Yuan Lingjun was alarmist, his face was like frost, and he glared at this person hatefully. The order for the execution cannot be changed.

The commander who wanted to live fell to the ground and kowtowed: "I don't dare anymore, please spare my life......"

The most powerful thing about people is not the mouth, it is the eyes of people, Fan Jiang described people's eyes as kind demons, which can easily blind the other party, charm the other party, and make people's hearts soft and change the decision. Fan Jiang never hesitates when she kills, she is decisive and neat, and ruthless, and enforces the law as strictly as the army in the army, so even the children of Changshan nobles rarely break the law. "Make up your mind not to look into people's eyes, and it's best to cut the mess with a quick knife." Fan Jiang taught her how to kill someone who had to die.

Fan Jiangzhi is the most difficult opponent in the regime for her, an enemy and not an enemy, and a teacher and friend. It is undeniable that in the years she has been with Fan Jiang, she has learned a lot of things invisibly, and these things have not really come in handy until today.

"I have the most disgusting thing when people come to me." Yuan Lingjun frowned, ignoring the pleading in this person's eyes, waved his sleeves vigorously, and turned away under the fearful gaze of the soldiers. When she looked back again, 90,000 had already been sheathed.

"You have to go further." As if talking to herself, she added, "But not now." ”

Yuan Lingjun climbed the hill and continued to move forward without stopping. In the blink of an eye they returned to the house, led their horses and left quickly.

They didn't return to the city, and spent the next few days wandering around Changjun. Along the way, they met all kinds of people, strangers who came to join their relatives, rich traders who traveled to trade, rangers who liked to make friends, and wealthy families from the north who moved south, most of whom came to take refuge in the war, but of course there were other reasons.

For example, a sixty-year-old man he met, his daughter-in-law was killed, and he took his young grandson all the way to the south, willing to sell himself as a slave to find a way to live.

"In recent years, the climate is not good, the harvest of the fields is difficult to deliver, and the officials in the county rely on the emperor's relatives to do evil, strict ****, forcibly collect taxes, and the forced labor is too heavy, and the villagers are overwhelmed and flee. The old man and I are also helpless, my grandson is still young, and the old man has no more years to live, so I can take him out while I can still move. The old man wept and told what had happened.

The child was thin, with his eyes open weakly, and curled pitifully in the old man's arms. Yuan Lingjun took out a piece of steamed cake from his sleeve and handed it to the child's mouth.

"Thank you, lady." The old man said gratefully. Asked the child to kowtow to her again.

The steamed cakes were already cold and hard, but the hungry children ate them very sweetly.

How could this be? Lin'an was like a lonely city cut off from information, and the emperor had no idea of the real situation outside. The war and heavy taxes made the land next to China and North Korea complain, and the danger gradually approached the capital, but the emperor wanted to suppress the people who had no hope of survival, and the officials forced the people to rebel.

The Southern Jin Dynasty, which was bent on growing stronger, had already left a gorgeous shell in vain, and before he could create a prosperous empire, he was already in danger of extinction. If the third sister Yongguo was still there, how could she let go of today's situation, she really felt sorry for her father who was far away in Yunzhou.

Yuan Lingjun's eyes were full of mist, her throat hurt with sadness, and she didn't know where her thoughts had drifted, and she didn't even know that the person who rushed over hit her shoulder.

"Be careful, Lord." Ninety thousand protected her by his side.

There was a loud bang in the distance, shaking the ground beneath his feet. As far as the eye can see, a huge stream of loess smoke rises in the direction of the city.

"Ninety thousand, go back to the city quickly." Yuan Lingjun let out a loud shout, climbed on the horse's back, and whipped away.

The gates of Changjun collapsed, crushing dozens of officers and soldiers guarding the gates, and the displaced people rushed to the city, stepping on the corpses and crowding into the city, and the bandits mixed in took advantage of the situation to loot and loot the property of the shops in the streets.

The twilight was dim, and the sudden chaos made the people of the entire Changjun even more panicked, and they closed the door tightly and did not dare to come out without permission. The county guard has quickly transferred all the guards in the county to block the city gate, in case the form intensifies to the point of no return, and was about to send someone out of the city to go to the ordinary mountain king, Yang Zhai rushed to hear the news.

Yang Zhai walked briskly in front, and the county guard followed: "The king went out of the city a few days ago, and he has not returned yet, the situation is grim at this time, please Fengyang Pavilion have an idea, and if you continue to wait, the situation will definitely be worse." ”

Hearing this, Yang Zhai suddenly changed color: "I still have the heart to go out to play, and I have lost all the face of the Yuan family." ”

There was a commotion outside the city, and the officers and soldiers and the homeless people were seeming to push me over, and I would be unable to support it. The county guard was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, so he didn't think much about why there was disrespect in her tone.

"Puff untouchables, the feet of the Son of Heaven are rampant, how can they be tolerated again." Yang Zhai gritted his teeth and said, and went up to the city tower.