Chapter 42: Under the City
The autumn wind was bleak, blowing the rustling of the withered yellow leaves on both sides, and there was not much life as far as the eye could see, and on a slightly spacious path, Ning Zhiyuan and more than 100 riders were walking at a rapid pace.
"Childe, wouldn't it be too risky for us to do this?" Chen Biao asked on the way, after all, his son-in-law killed their general soldiers, although they didn't know, but just so many people went to their Ningxia Zhongwei. It seems to be a bit out of line.
"But is there any other way for us?" Ning Zhiyuan sighed, "Although Ningxia Wei can temporarily pull up tens of thousands of people to defend the city against the Tatars, there is not much grain in stock, and if Ningxia Zhongwei is not leveled, not to mention the help of the imperial court, he can't even buy it himself." ”
"Besides, we have received the emperor's holy decree, and those soldiers are all my subordinates, so there must be no danger."
"I" Chen Biao was silent for a moment before he said, "My subordinates used to come to Shaanxi to suppress bandits when they were in Jinling, and the militia was not as mobile as it is now, but the soldiers and horses in Ningxia have never participated in the war, so"
"Inspector Yuan cut Mao Wenlong before because he didn't listen to orders on Phi Island." Li Jun suddenly interjected, this is a very rare thing.
Ning Zhiyuan rolled his eyes, if he wanted to say that, he would have to be killed by Chongzhen, "Don't think about anything, they can't kill me and rebel directly." ”
Ke Ning Zhiyuan knew that things would not be too peaceful, because He Huchen would not be without his cronies.
But there are still more than 200,000 people in Ningxia Weizhong to eat, and he is not a robber, but he is just going to take office and parade.
Speaking of Liu Ruyi, Ning Zhiyuan really misses it a little.
Ningxia Zhongwei and Ningxia Wei rode horses for only a day, and in the evening, a group of people had already arrived at the city, and the city gate was closed at this time.
"Who's down in the city?" The guard upstairs asked.
"Open the door, the prefect of Ningxia is here, come and greet him quickly."
"Ningxia prefect?" The voice upstairs asked suspiciously, with a faint disdain in his tone, almost all the people in Ningxia know that the current Ningxia Mansion is under the control of Yuan Shao and He Huchen, no, it is mainly in the hands of He Zongbing, but this big night, what is the Ningxia Prefect doing here.
"Wait a minute, sir, let me wait to tell the guard." The soldier said lazily, and then disappeared.
"Childe, they're too much." Chen Biao said with some indignation, "A soldier dares to do this." ”
"It's good that you cut He Huchen."
"Ahem, what are you talking about," Ning Zhiyuan glanced at Chen Biao, he felt that it was no big deal, he didn't have any concept of superiority, but if He Huchen hadn't been cut, the situation would have been much better now, after all, from the tens of thousands of taels of silver he gave him overnight, it could be seen that He Huchen was jealous of his identity.
The rest are some illiterate guys, or they dare to do this to themselves? But if you don't kill He Huchen with such a good opportunity, I'm too sorry for myself.
The evening sunset gradually set, the moon quietly took its place, and Ning Zhiyuan's face began to become depressed. More than half an hour has passed.
"It's good to cut He Huchen." Ning Zhiyuan said indignantly.
"Childe is cautious." Chen Biao reminded solemnly.
Ning Zhiyuan looked sadly at Chen Biao and was about to speak, when the lights suddenly brightened up in the city, and then the city gate was opened, and several teams of soldiers ran out of it, surrounding them and others.
"What do you mean by that?" Ning Zhiyuan put away the expression on his face, said coldly, and raised his hand with one hand, "Brothers, prepare to fight. ”
A man with pointed ears and monkey cheeks swaggered out of the crowd on a horse, and in the night, Ning Zhiyuan didn't know what breed of horse it was.
"You're that guy, what bullshit prefect?" The person who came said a little intermittently, still burping from time to time.
"You're that bullshit janitor?" Ning Zhiyuan snorted coldly and asked, the momentum was naturally not comparable to that drunk.
"you. Damn, why aren't you afraid? The drunk man said in a daze, he was just drinking and drinking, he was disturbed, he was very angry, and he ran out with his troops as soon as he was instigated, anyway, it was not the first time he bullied the prefect.
"Then why don't you die?" Ning Zhiyuan said coldly, "Even He Huchen has to be respectful to me, what are you." ”
"I'll go to you" The drunk man was angry when he heard that someone looked down on him, and he was about to rush up immediately, Feng Lei relied on his sister to ascend to the sky in one step, he was despised before, and now he has a little power, and some people dare to say that about him.
"General, calm down." A guard next to him was about to hold him, he was bullied before, but he hadn't really done it, after all, he was the prefect.
Feng Lei was unlucky, and he and the others were definitely no better, and didn't he find that this prefect was different from the usual ones?
Although it was said that he relied on his connections, Feng Lei still had some strength, and he had been a soldier in Ningxia for many years, so the guards couldn't stop him, and their General Feng rushed up.
Ning Zhiyuan originally thought that in this Ningxia Mansion, the war horse under the general's seat should still be a Mongolian horse, not to mention the Ili horse, but when Feng Leize stepped forward on the horse, he found that the other party's crotch was also a three-river horse, and it was a thin three-river horse.
"Peng" Feng Lei thought that a very lethal impact was disintegrated by Chen Biao's kick, Feng Lei was kicked off the horse and kicked into the middle of Ning Zhiyuan's 100 centaurs.
"Take it for me." Ning Zhiyuan said coldly.
Several sabers were placed on his neck, Feng Lei's drunkenness dissipated in an instant, and just when Ning Zhiyuan thought that the other party was asking for mercy, he heard a mocking voice.
"Since you dare to arrest me?" Feng Lei said incredulously, with an arrogant smile on his face, "You dare to arrest me as a prefect of Ningxia?" ”
Indifference is just Ning Zhiyuan's normal way of dealing with enemies, and he is still very gentle with girls, but for the bastard in front of him, he has only helplessness.
"You also said, I'm the prefect of Ningxia, why don't I dare to arrest you as a little janitor?" Ning Zhiyuan said with a smile.
"Why?" Feng Lei was still arrogant, "You don't inquire about how the officials of the previous prefects were in charge, I am the brother-in-law of the Ningxia General Army." ”
"He Huchen's brother-in-law?" Ning Zhiyuan repeated.
"That's right." Feng Lei said proudly, this identity is enough for him to walk sideways in this acre and three points.
"You certainly didn't hear what I said." Ning Zhiyuan looked at Feng Lei's unbeaten expression in the dark, the expression on his face gradually changed, and he became cold again, and drove his horse closer to him.
"Hehuchen. You have to be respectful to Lord Ben, what are you? Ning Zhiyuan kicked on Feng Lei's front door, "Didn't he tell you that this prefect is different from before?" ”
"You" Feng Lei looked at Ning Zhiyuan with a face full of disbelief, it seemed that he had been beaten? "Come on, kill him for me, kill him."
"Which of you dares to move." Chen Biao shouted, and the knife edge wiped a scar on Feng Lei's neck, and Feng Lei trembled in pain.
"Let's go into town." Seeing that the thousands of soldiers around him were standing in place dumbfounded, Ning Zhiyuan secretly shook his head and said.
"It's all gone, tomorrow at noon, the official has something important to announce, and when the time comes, everyone will be gathered in the school parade." Ning Zhiyuan instructed loudly, presumably they should all arrive.
"Where are you going, Childe?" Carrying Feng Lei into the city, Chen Biao asked.
Ning Zhiyuan glanced at Feng Lei and said coldly, "Take us to Yuan Shao's Mansion." ”
Feng Lei felt extremely aggrieved, how did he end up in this field, and he had to lead the way obediently, after all, there were several knives around his neck, and there were hundreds of people around him.
Ningxia Zhongwei, the city is very lively, and the night has just come.
And Ning Zhiyuan's group of people walked on the street with armor and held Feng Lei in custody, which really attracted a lot of attention, Feng Lei walked tremblingly in front, while Chen Biao's group of people followed with a tiger's eye.
Yuan Shao Mansion, a very luxurious courtyard.
Ning Zhiyuan glanced at it with a sneer, and then asked Feng Lei to knock on the door.
"I'll arrange us to live here later, I believe you have done a lot of things to bully Yuan Shao."
Feng Lei nodded sneeringly, secretly complaining in his heart, he just bullied Yuan Shao's juniors from time to time, how dare he find something to bully Yuan Shao.