Jiang Linglong ignored King Cao's expression, and continued to take care of himself, "There are only two orthodox royal bloodlines in the Lin Kingdom, you and King Liang, if you are killed, the turmoil in the Lin Kingdom will inevitably affect the situation in Gu Qiang. We are on your side, and for the sake of the people of Guhan. ”

Her eyes are like torches, and she can't refuse.

Liang Yi'an sighed very lightly, shook his head and smiled, "You two husband and wife, ......"

He didn't say anything else, but asked, "Then what are you going to say to me?" ”

"Oh," Jiang Linglong replied to him nonchalantly, "I wanted to say why don't we go to the Qingyuan Hall to have a look?" ”

Qingyuan Hall is his dormitory, Jiang Linglong will not say such misleading words if he has nothing to do.

Naturally, Cai Changan overreacted and guessed something.

"You don't have to go," Liang Yi'an flicked his sleeves and started to walk in the direction of Xiaozhuyuan, "I'll tell you." ”

……

The bright moon hangs high, and the door is closed.

In the night, several night walkers leaped on the roof tiles and courtyard walls of the people.

The sudden riot has been going on for three days, and during the day, if you walk down the street, you will encounter people with knives. They are all dressed as ordinary people, and the knives in their hands are also classified into kitchen knives, machetes, boning knives, etc., as if they were taken from the kitchen at home.

Some people think they are familiar, while others don't know them at all.

Three days ago, these people shouted on the street to return my mother, gathered in front of the Tianxiang Building, and wanted to break in.

Two days ago, most of them were wounded and retreated, turning their anger on pedestrians on the street. So they deliberately fought in the streets, injured people, and even hacked to death in the streets, starting and falling without mercy. Someone reported to the official, beat the drum at the entrance of the government office, was cut by someone with a fruit knife, and died on the steps of the yamen, and was dragged into the alley next door by the mob, leaving only blood stains all the way.

However, the door of the government did not move. The arresters in the yamen, the scribes, and even the lords of the mansion did not move.

The government's inaction has raised the resentment of the people to the extreme.

Early this morning, the streets were full of ordinary people wearing linen and filial piety. One by one, their eyes widened angrily, they hurled insults, and rushed to the door of the government office, asking the officials to give them an explanation.

The official family didn't wait, but waited for the new shopkeeper of Tianxianglou, Miss Changliu. She was equipped with a scimitar, with the guards in the building, stepped on the shoulders of these people, and turned over to block the door of the government with light skills.

And her guards were all wearing uniforms in the Tianxiang Building, and they were staggered in the angry crowd one by one. Whenever he finds a guy who tries to speak to drive the wind and ignite the resentment of the people, he quickly approaches and knocks him out with one blow.

After a few rounds, there was no provocation and instigation, and the situation of this group of people changed from the initial anger to a heart-rending wail. They knelt at the door of the government office, crying and begging the people of the government to come out and administer justice for their dead families.

This is the truest appearance of the people who have lost their relatives and have nothing to do.

Painful and helpless.

Seeing Changliu come out, some people even begged her to return those women to the mob, as long as they returned, they would no longer be angry and would no longer hurt the innocent.

Changliu did not respond to their pleas, but jumped into the mansion, split the door lock from the inside, and opened the door of the mansion.

A rotting corpse smell instantly hit the face, and the few kneeling at the door couldn't help but vomit.

On the ground in the courtyard inside the door, there were corpses lying all over the place. It's all their familiar catch, the little guy, the blood is all over the ground, and it has dried up. In the trial hall inside, under the plaque hanging high by the mirror, the body of Lord Liu of Futai sat upright, the scribe was on the side, and there was nothing above their necks.

And the heads of the two rolled to the ground, dead and dead.

These people have been dead for a while.

"You see!" Changliu shouted in front of the door, "It's not that Lord Liu is shrinking and doing nothing, it's that he has been victimized by traitors!" ”

"Folks! These mobs are only trying to rebel on the grounds that their wives and daughters have left home! Even if there is no such thing as my Tianxianglou, there will be other reasons! ”

When she shouted, half of them came to their senses.

That's right, the person who killed the government first, this is obviously prepared, and he wants to cause an unwarranted disaster in Hanlian.

"Hurry home, don't go out if there is no one whose life is at stake! Although the mob has kitchen knives in their hands, they are all very skilled, and you are not opponents. ”

Most of the corpses that were caught quickly were killed with a single knife. The technique is ruthless, without hesitation.

When she said this, others suddenly understood.

No wonder I can't beat it with the butcher's knife that I usually use to kill pigs.

Such mobs are so confusing that they want to cover up their grievances, and they must not simply seek justice.

"This matter, Tianxianglou is in charge! You should go home, go home, and protect yourselves before the reinforcements from the royal capital arrive! The traitor's intention is to build momentum, not to take your lives, but to believe that King Cao will come to rescue Han Lian! ”

A word wakes up the dreamer.

Their grievances, the tragic death of their families, the king will definitely come to save them, arrest the thieves, and give them an explanation! That's King Cao, who is equal to the battle of Gu Qiang's iron cavalry.

It is also their only remaining hope.

The people got up, with red and swollen eyes, and dispersed carefully and went home.

So the doors of the houses were closed.

Strange to say, after being exposed to their hearts, those mobs did not move. The people inside the door couldn't hear the sound outside, but they didn't feel at ease, and they were afraid that someone would suddenly break in and destroy their whole family like a mansion, so they all shivered and hid in the room and locked the door. What's more, in order to pretend that there is no one at home, they don't even light a fire to heat the food, and eat cold leftovers, for fear that the right cooking smoke will be seen.

It's night, and it's silent. A few night clothes rushed into the backyard of Tianxianglou with a burst of wind.

Changliu saw the leader and bowed.

"No courtesy." The masked man in the lead had a neat voice and a tall posture, they couldn't hear the breath after a long journey, and their speech was still calm, "They are all in the original mountain bandits' den, and there are about 2,000 people." ”

He ripped off his scarf, revealing a handsome, serious face.

The others behind him also ripped off their scarves.

Kuang Yu took Su Jinyu, Tang Mufeng, and Jianmi, and stood in the light of Tianxiang Building.

Two thousand people say that it is not much, but it is not much, and if Kuang Yu is here, it can be blocked.

But the problem is that if you want to rebel, you will never send only 2,000 men and take a city.

They did not know who was behind the attack, whether it was to rebel as seen or if there were other attempts, or whether there were ambushes in other cities.

"What about the ones you caught during the day?" He asked Nagyanagi.