Chapter 6: Fatal Choice

After a night of snowstorms, the tent was surrounded by a thick layer of snow knee-deep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Wen, who had been tormented by difficult questions all night, came out of the tent buried by snowflakes with blackened eyes. Looking at the snow-capped landscape in front of me, I felt as if I had never been to this world, and the snow-white between heaven and earth easily confused space and time.

In later generations, when I was in Luzhong, it was difficult to see snow due to various man-made reasons, but now it feels like I have arrived in the North Pole.

Seeing the heavy snow in Luzhong, one can imagine what kind of suffering the barbarian people living in the distant North Sea are suffering. In such a climatic environment, when the North Sea begins to freeze, in order to better survive, the barbarian invasion of the south is inevitable. The drastic change in climate eventually became the trigger for the demise of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Standing in the snow with his hands behind his back, his mind was infinitely divergent, and he was stabbed from behind.

"Blocked at the door of the tent early in the morning, what hysteria are you having?" The little nun Jingyuan frowned and said.

"I'm thinking about the future of our nation." Wen Infinite said with a sigh.

The little nun Jingyuan said disdainfully: "I think you are thinking about how to run, right?" ā€

"Don't casually question my feelings for our nation." Smell the airway.

"Alright, got it, get out of the way." The little nun Jingyuan began to push and sniff.

Get out of the way, and look at the little nun who was shivering from the cold, Jingyuan slipped into Mei Yiqi's tent. Wen shook his head and lamented, this group of antiques is really ignorant, and as a prophet, it seems necessary to guide them correctly.

"Get out of the way." Tan Fengyi's cold voice behind him was transmitted.

When I heard it, I was angry, when did I become a dirt dog in the way, my uncle could bear it, and my aunt couldn't bear it.

turned around and stared at Tan Fengyi fiercely.

Tan Fengyi was a little inexplicable by his staring, the martial arts naturally developed a habit of vigilance, and when he encountered something, his right hand habitually held the seven-inch Qingfeng dagger inserted in his waist.

Hearing Tan Fengyi's movements, he couldn't help but scold in his heart, he knows how to do martial arts!

"Please." Wen quickly dodged, but the smile on his face was unnatural no matter how he looked at it.

"Sick." Tan Fengyi snorted coldly, and after speaking, she went to find the little nun.

Wen snorted in his heart: "Do you have medicine?" But if you dare to say this, maybe there will be a few more holes in your body.

The gentlemanly demeanor of respecting ladies cultivated in later generations simply fueled their arrogance. Wen Zai secretly made up his mind in his heart to correct this bad habit.

Zheng Zhutou got out of the tent and saw Wen there gritting his teeth, and hurriedly walked over a few steps and asked, "Sir, what is uncomfortable with you?" ā€

"There's nothing uncomfortable about it, it's just that something comes to mind."

"Sir, Zheng didn't expect that the snow would fall so much, it looks like we really want to camp in place." Zheng Zhutou lamented. The original plan to send the smell of Kaifeng within fifteen days seems to be completely out of play.

"Camping in place?" Wen asked strangely: "Lao Zheng, you don't plan to have a head!" ā€

"Ahh What do you mean, sir? Zheng Zhutou said in surprise.

"Didn't you say that within fifteen days, if we can't get to Jingshi, Zhao Xiancheng will cut off your head?"

Zheng Zhutou twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Sir, didn't you say yesterday that we were attacked by bandits and had to camp in place for ten days?" ā€

"Where are the bandits! It was quiet all night last night, but the wind and snow were a little heavier. So today we hurry up, hoping that the time is still in time, we have been delayed for a long time. ā€

........ "That's not what you said yesterday!" Hearing that if it weren't for the nominal lord now, Zheng Zhutou would have the urge to bite him to death.

Looking at Zheng Zhutou, who was swinging his body, he sighed: "Lao Zheng, you don't have to be too moved, for your net worth, brother, I will work harder, and hurry more on snowy days, this is nothing at all." Who let us have a fateful friendship. Let's gather people! We hurried to our way. ā€

Who let Wen's official position be the highest, Zheng Zhutou suppressed the slander in his heart and began to gather people.

Wen stood there quietly watching the students in the camp, the merchant group who went to Beijing with the group, and the catcher who began to pack up busily before turning back to the tent.

It is said that wealth and wealth are in danger, and in order to solve Mei Yiqi's matter, we must prepare as soon as possible. There is no impermeable wall in the world, and sooner or later things will be revealed, and there is no point in hiding. Now that he has been involved, it is too late to withdraw, even if he can withdraw, do he have to watch Mei Yiqi jump into the fire pit.

In the tent, I smelled a few belongings packed, and the grenade must be carried with me from now on, and it is better to end up with them than to be caught.

Standing in front of the students who were ready to set off, Wen shouted loudly: "Students, the target is Chen Qiaoyi, go!" ā€

"No." The students habitually responded to the Tao.

But the others looked at Wen and were stunned, and Zheng Zhutou hurriedly asked suspiciously: "Sir, it seems that the destination is wrong, right?" ā€

"That's right, I'm here to save the big guy's life." Wen whispered to Zheng Zhutou.

"........" Zheng Zhutou suddenly felt that his IQ was really a little subpar, and he couldn't understand how changing his destination could save the big guy's life.

After whispering to Zheng Zhutou, he said in a serious and deep voice: "We are in the winter snow, we do not hesitate to work hard and stay away from our homes, in the hope that our relatives can live a better life. There are many things I can't explain to you now, I can only say that I believe in mine and follow me. Because I can't give you an accurate answer to what kind of situation we will face at this time.

Maybe it's bloodshed, maybe it's death, and of course it's a life of wealth. I don't force everyone to come with me, but I will do my best to do my best, and now I am waiting for your reply. ā€

After saying that, he didn't say anything, and stood there quietly waiting.

What a bunch of idiots! The team has now harbored the draft girl who has escaped, and anyone who dares to challenge the emperor's authority is the only way to die. These hundreds of lives are not even ants to the royal family. In case of an incident, as long as the pot does not implicate the relatives, it can be regarded as the emperor's grace.

Old man Mei, an old nerd, didn't know the seriousness of this matter at all, thinking that it was just causing some trouble to Wen, but he didn't know that the hundreds of lives of the entire team had now become grasshoppers on a rope.

This matter cannot be said clearly, and now everyone does not know how much risk Wen is taking in order to save the lives of these hundreds of people and the relatives who may be implicated.

As an outside force that is not in the conspirators' plans, any accident can happen when you are personally involved in the scene of the mutiny, and the probability of being silenced for the sake of secrecy is almost 100%.