The third volume sailed in the Ming Dynasty

A Ming officer wearing a red mandarin duck jacket and a chain mail jacket looked at him expressionlessly, and his scolding stopped abruptly and swallowed back into his stomach.

Looking at General Daming and the more than a dozen soldiers staring at him behind him, the man's originally fierce eyes quickly converged, and instead showed a flattering demeanor and whispered:

"This adult, the villain just wants to teach this little bastard who doesn't have long eyes a lesson, but he doesn't want to make trouble for you, you adults have ......"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp pain came from his cheeks, and the whole person immediately flew away from the place, and Shang Wei reacted, and his hands and feet were suddenly locked by several soldiers.

He struggled to spit out a mouthful of blood, and then he was horrified to see a soldier holding a wooden stick he had discarded, and slashed at his right arm viciously, and the piercing sound of brittle bones made the onlookers unbearable to look at directly.

Then, the pain reached the nerves of the strong man, and he suddenly screamed, and cold sweat the size of a bean hung on his forehead.

And then...... Then it was dark, and the strong man stopped wailing, and passed out straight and dizzy, knowing nothing.

Zhang Yun's sharp eyes looked around, and shouted angrily with a sense of lamentation for his misfortune and anger: "Ben will give porridge here today for disaster relief, and you need to obey the order."

All of them lined up one by one, and if Ben found out that there were people who cut in line indiscriminately, were unruly, and bullied the weak, the one lying on the ground would be the end of you. ”

Zhang Yun walked back and forth, pointed at the homeless people in front of him and shouted: "Look at it, even the queue is crooked, do you still want to teach you such a simple thing?"

One more thing, let me tell you as soon as possible, that I will only give porridge for three days, and after three days, I will not give porridge again. Whoever wants to continue to eat should go to work fifteen miles north of Guangzhou, do you understand? ”

"Ahh It's only been three days, what can we do after three days? ”

"What to do? I didn't listen to what the general said, if you go to work, you will have food. ”

The surrounding victims listened to Zhang Yun's words and couldn't help but start to talk about it.

Zhang Yun didn't care about the discussion of the victims, and after speaking, he bent down and picked up the little girl lying on the ground.

At this time, he saw the face of the little girl, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a yellow face and thin muscles, no bloodshot lips, no trace of sparkle in her big eyes, and a three-girl braid on her head.

Looking at the general who was holding her, the little girl couldn't help but show a trace of wings in her eyes, and shouted softly in her mouth: "Porridge, porridge, porridge!" ”

"General, I'll go and bring a bowl of porridge."

The guards next to him didn't wait for Zhang Yun to speak, and ran forward after saying a word.

Holding the girl in his arms who was so light that it seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time, Zhang Yun sighed lightly, this little girl was fortunate to meet her today, otherwise, it is estimated that she will soon become one of the many dry bones on the side of the road.

Trying to squeeze out a smile, Zhang Yun asked softly to the little girl in his arms, "Little sister, what about your family?" ”

This military master had just saved himself, and the little girl naturally knew it in her heart, and when she heard this question, tears welled up like a spring, and she replied with a sob, "I was with my grandma the day before yesterday, and I disappeared after dawn." ”

Zhang Yun couldn't help but feel a little difficult, there were tens of thousands of victims at the scene, there was no boundary, where to help her find her mother, maybe it was possible to die on the road?

If this is the case, he is in the military and running back and forth, he has the intention to take her with him, and look at her body, he can't withstand such bumps.

"General Zhang, leave this matter to our young lady!"

When Zhang Yun was in a dilemma, a delicate woman's voice sounded in his ears.

"You are?"

The woman in front of him, Zhang Yun, knew that it was the maid next to the beautiful woman who was a bracelet relief victim yesterday.

Asking, Zhang Yun's eyes looked ahead, and in the distance, there was a figure wearing a hood, silently watching the surrounding victims under the protection of three or four family members.

As if feeling Zhang Yun's gaze, the woman turned her head to look over, just as a gust of wind blew off the soap veil, revealing a beautiful face under the hood.

I saw that she was elegant and vulgar, with a light and spiritual aura, delicate skin, leisurely demeanor, beautiful eyes, peach cheeks with a smile, and indescribably gentle and lovely.

"General, that is our young lady, the daughter of Governor Liang."

Seeing that the killing god who had recently become famous was fascinated by her own young lady, Xi'er smiled slyly and betrayed the young lady's life experience in a low voice.

"Oh, that's rude."

Zhang Yun's face turned red, and he took the opportunity to take the gruel brought by the guard, blew it gently, and waited until it cooled before handing it to the little girl with a longing face.

Liang Yi stood from a distance and watched all this, thinking of the cold-blooded ruthlessness of Zhang Yun leading the soldiers into the homes of the rich gentry on the one hand, and the gentle and considerate treatment of the little girl in front of him on the other.

She didn't know which was the real him, and suddenly, the word iron-blooded tenderness suddenly flashed in her heart.

"Stop!"

In the corner of his eye, Zhang Yun found that the strong man who had broken his arm by the soldiers just now was being helped up by his two companions and was about to leave, and he suddenly shouted.

The three men were startled and involuntarily stopped.

"Turn Ben around!"

As soon as Zhang Yun's words came out, the figures of these men involuntarily trembled, but they didn't turn around, and one of the men asked softly, "General, what else do you command?" ”

"Bastard, didn't you hear Ben's order? Are you impatient? ”

Zhang Yun has been busy with disaster relief in the past two days, and his temper is not very good, so his voice is very loud.

Listening to Zhang Yun's angry shouts, the three people with their backs to him had to turn around slowly and face Zhang Yun and hang their heads silently.

"Where's the people? Hurry up and reply, or I'll cut you with a knife? ”

Zhang Yun's sharp gaze looked directly at the man with the broken arm led by him, and said fiercely.

There was obviously something wrong with the three of them, and if they were disaster victims, there would never be a place to go in Guangzhou City, especially if the porridge had already been cooked.

"General, the three of them are all locals, their families are poor, and their stomachs are hungry, so if you want to beg for food by pretending to be a victim, please forgive me."

A strong man on the right side of the man with a broken arm, with a strong Cantonese accent in his words, leaned over to answer Zhang Yun's words.

"Watch them, go and call the local officials to come over, verify their identities and enjoy a bowl of porridge."

Well, there are a lot of such cases, and there are many locals among these disaster victims, all of whom are too poor to beg for food.

These three are estimated to be the broken sons in the city of Guangzhou, although they are young, they are thick-skinned. For the sake of the broken arm, Zhang Yun didn't say much, just gave an order from the guards around him as usual.

Zhang Yun turned around and hesitated whether to go and say hello to Miss Governor, the reason was also ready-made, and asked her to take good care of the little girl.

"Miss be careful."

"Girl......"

Zhang Yunzheng hesitated, and there were a few screams in his ears, especially Xi'er's screams.

It's not good, there is a problem with those three people, between the calcium carbide firelight, Zhang Yun flashed a hint of epiphany and rushed towards Miss Liang.

Sure enough, a figure quickly passed by him, obviously trying to take Miss Liang hostage and leave this place.

"Catch them!"

Zhang Yun was in a hurry, untied the waist knife, and didn't care about pulling the knife out of the sheath, so he took advantage of the situation to the back of the thief's head.

It's a pity that the thief moved too fast, only hit him in the shoulder, snorted, and the momentum did not decrease, and the thief rushed towards Miss Liang fiercely.