Chapter Forty-Nine: The Sunset Is Infinitely Good

When the cell door opened, Qian Hui curled up in the corner with a face full of despair and fear, and knelt down silently. And Sun Shangxiang rushed to Sun Jian with great grievances, hugged Sun Jian's thigh, and cried and said: "Daddy, daddy, Shangxiang was bullied, woo~"

Sun Jian looked at Qian Hui and the group of stewards with dissatisfaction, and glanced at Zhao Yue viciously, and then asked scoldingly, "What's going on!?" ”

Qian Hui's eyes rolled, he felt that Sun Shangxiang was young, he should not be able to speak clearly, and he didn't understand the reason, so he wanted to plant a fake for Zhao Yue in prison, so he hurriedly knelt down and crawled to Sun Jian's feet, trembling and said: "Sun, General Sun, the villain heard that Zhao Yue abducted the little county lord, so that's why I found someone for you to inform you......"

Zhao Yue was startled when she heard this, and said in her heart that this Qian Hui was too despicable and shameless, and it was extremely vicious. To this day, he was still confusing black and white, trying to protect himself, and when he was about to open his mouth to argue, he only heard Sun Jian ask suspiciously: "In this way, the little county lord entered the cell by himself?" ”

Qian Hui was stunned when he heard this, and before he could quibble, Sun Jian flew up, kicked Qian Hui aside, and said loudly: "A mere slut, you still want to deceive me Sun Wentai, if you didn't open the door of the cell and lock my daughter in, how could she get in no matter how small she is!" ”

Qian Hui was kicked on the cold ground, frightened to bloodlessness, kneeling on the ground, and begging for mercy in his mouth.

Sun Jian hated him in his heart, and didn't want to make too much contact with him, so as not to dirty his hands and feet, at that moment, Sun Jian looked at Zhao Yue, and found that Zhao Yue looked calm, and did not make a difference, and understood a point or two in his heart, so he lowered his head and hugged Sun Shangxiang.

Sun Shangxiang shrank in Sun Jian's arms, touched Sun Jian's bearded jaw with his small hand, and then pointed at Qian Hui and his family, and slowly explained: "Daddy~ It was this group of people who bullied me and threw me into the cell, fortunately my brother caught me, Shangxiang was not thrown to death, and this brother is good, why did Daddy let him stay in this dark place?" ”

Xiao Shangxiang said as she blinked her tearful eyes and looked at Sun Jian with a sparkling look, which made Sun Jian's beloved daughter's heart about to break.

Sun Jian was glad that his daughter was fine, and he had a good impression of Zhao Yue, recalling the scene of interrogating Zhao Yue that day, and felt that Zhao Yue was also a loyal person, not to mention that Zhao Yue's crime was not heinous.

So, Sun Jian immediately ordered Zhao Yue to be released from prison, and arranged for his soldiers to change Zhao Yue into new clothes, release him from the tiger prison, and let him go wherever he went, and all the soldiers were not allowed to chase him.

Zhao Yue let out a long sigh after listening to Sun Jian's order.

In the face of this kind of treatment, he wanted to say something, but considering the things that his mother gave him in his arms, he had not yet opened it, so he could only accept this arrangement obediently first, and stood up from the thatch silently.

Maybe it was because she had been in this place for a long time, Zhao Yue's whole body exuded a foul smell, and her hair was a little messy, and there were one or two sticks of grass on it, and her originally handsome and fair face had also turned into a flower cat.

When he walked out of the cell, Sun Shangxiang was still in Sun Jian's arms.

She didn't dislike Zhao Yue at all, stretched out her little white hand, picked out a piece of grass from Zhao Yue's hair, and took the opportunity to secretly wink at Zhao Yue, playful and cute.

Zhao Yue understood what Sun Shangxiang meant, when this little guy told the truth of the matter, he hid his request and package, the purpose was to help him.

When Zhao Yue thought of this, he smiled at Xiao Shangxiang, he was grateful to this girl in his heart, and admired her wisdom and innocence even more. At such a young age, being able to distinguish right from wrong in this way made Zhao Yue pay more attention to Sun Shangxiang in her heart.

"Brother, will you come back to see Shang Xiang?" Sun Shangxiang knew that Zhao Yue was leaving, and looked at him with some reluctance. In the heart of the three-year-old girl, the marriage agreement has not changed in the slightest, but has already become a small seed and planted in her young heart.

Zhao Yue listened to Sun Shangxiang's words, and was also a little reluctant, he looked at her, his eyes revealed pity, and then nodded, and said, "Of course, my brother will come back to see Xiaoxiang." ”

After speaking, Zhao Yue was released from prison under the guidance of a group of soldiers.

I have to say that this group of soldiers seems to respect Zhao Yue very much, even if Zhao Yue is now wearing a prison uniform, they are polite and polite, without the slightest discrimination or contempt. Because in the eyes of these soldiers, although Zhao Yue was captured, he also did his duty and deserved respect.

In their eyes, only Qian Hui's group of people really look down on them.

These people betrayed the Han brothers who used to live together and took refuge in Sun Jian, although they were nominally their colleagues, but in fact they were indeed a group of Xiaoxiao who tended to be inflammatory, and they looked down on these people.

It's a pity that they are just soldiers, and all they can do is to be like Zhao Yue, loyal to the king's life and righteous spirit.

In this era, war is rampant, and every man who is a soldier has to fight hard, they may not know the inner calculations of the general or the lord, and they may not understand what they are fighting for.

However, they are not incapable of distinguishing between right and wrong.

Sometimes, even if the enemy is right, they feel that they can't bear it, but they have to raise their weapons and rush forward mercilessly, not black and white, but the so-called "each for his own master".

After all, they are just a group of small soldiers who are trying to make a living, and they can't make the choice of being loyal to their hearts for the sake of morality in their hearts, even if they may be falsely accused of being traitors by the world.

The air is fresh, there is a trace of warmth in a hurry in the dry and cold, and there seems to be a lot of tender green vitality hidden in the soil. As far as the eye can see, there is a new atmosphere in the Tiger Prison. The Coalition Army will arrive soon, and hundreds of residents have already dressed up here in red and festive, just waiting for the celebration feast.

Watching all this silently, Zhao Yue admitted in his heart: the sky outside the prison was very blue, the sun was dazzling, and it was a little hot for him.

He hadn't seen such a sunny day in days, and he had to reach out to block the light in front of him.

On his face, a smile appeared that he had not seen for a long time.

In the prison, everyone has not left, and Qian Hui and others are still kneeling on the ground waiting to be disposed of.

Sun Jian's heart had long begun to dislike this group of people, at this time he sneered and ordered to arrest Qian Hui and all the Han soldiers who had defected before, behead them all, and then hang the heads at the east gate of the Tiger Prison Pass, expose them to the sun for ten days, and order the three armies.

"General Sun, ...... Sun" Qian Hui crawled over like a huge maggot, hugged Sun Jian's feet again, and kept pleading: "General, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child, general, ......general, general."

"Woo!"

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked down into the distance by Sun Jian again, letting out a cry of pain.

Qian Hui fell to the ground, looking embarrassed and pathetic, a trace of blood trickled out of the corner of his mouth, and one or two dirty five-baht copper coins fell from his body. It was won when he gambled a small amount of money before, and he struggled to pick up the copper coins as if he saw his own life, but at the moment when he was about to touch the money, he was trampled on the palm of his hand by a person's foot.

"Ugh!"

The pain in his heart surged into Qian Hui's mind, and he quickly looked up, but saw the angry Sun Ce. And that foot was constantly getting stronger, and he could even hear the sound of his own bones shattering.

The soldiers who rushed to the execution had already entered the corridor of the prison, and in despair, Qian Hui looked at the big knives in their hands, and finally broke out to torture himself.

"Why! Why is that?! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood gushed out, soaking the cold dungeon.

Sun Jian and the others were stunned, only to see Qian Hui's eyes wide open, and before the execution, he was scared to death in prison.

Seeing this situation, the executioner cautiously asked, "Lord Sun Jian, he is already dead, can we still do it?" ”

Sun Jian silently glanced at Qian Hui, who was not blind, and walked towards the prison door with Sun Shangxiang in his arms, leaving only the figure of the tiger of Jiangdong and a faint word: "It is correct." ”

"Yes!" The executioner bowed his head and replied.

After a few "clicks", the people in the prison gradually dispersed, and the resentful soul still seemed to be unable to disperse, and he still seemed to have a trace of stupid puzzlement.

yes, why exactly?

Perhaps, the red-robed heroic soul floating in the air above the Tiger Prison and the tens of thousands of wandering spirits who are still fighting will tell him this answer.

At the east gate of the Tiger Prison Pass, the young Zhao Yue was standing here hesitating.

He wanted to leave, but he wasn't ready to go west.

After he was released from prison, he had already taken a shower and changed into new clothes, and at this time the handsome and dashing side of the young man was once again revealed.

When it was closed, there were several heads that were still dripping blood, but he could only stare silently for a while, and his heart was still as calm as water.

Behind, there was a sudden voice from Sun Jianjun's soldiers: "This brother, my lord wants to keep you to participate in the celebration banquet, and wants you to make a living in our army." ”

Zhao Yue didn't look back, but smiled slowly, and politely refused: "Thank you General Sun Jian for your kindness, and the little county lord for your help." ”

After saying that, he took the package on his shoulder and set out on the journey without hesitation.

In the distance, a poignant sunset, while a lonely shadow faded away at the end of the path.

Night is approaching, and the moon is about to rise.