Jiang Qianliang and Fan Xiancheng had been lurking on the side of the Zhuji Town Cult for several days, and they had already begun to mingle with the people of the White Lotus Sect.

Jiang Qianliang sometimes even laughed and asked Qinglian how she was last night.

Qinglian, who always asked, blushed, "Young master loves it." ”

Jiang Qianliang will burst into laughter with everyone. "You're really not ashamed"

Qinglian glanced at him with a variety of charms, "What's there to be ashamed of, ordinary people can't get the young master's love."

He is just a play, and he is naturally satisfied if he can win the favor of the young master.

In the past two days, there have been more and more things in the White Lotus Sect, Jiang Qianliang and Fan Xiancheng often have to do things separately, there is no way, the White Lotus Sect is now literate and can write, but they can't make the best use of things.

There are many young people in the White Lotus Sect, so it is naturally easier to be more comfortable with Jiang Qian, and Fan Xiancheng is old, so he is also happy to be idle, and do more less physical bookkeeping, inventory and other work.

Fan Xiancheng has been trying to get in touch with Ge Tongzhou, but he should have been locked up by the White Lotus Sect, and he hasn't seen him since he met that night.

Although the two of them are also constantly speculating, this Ge Tongzhou, a big living person, is an official of the imperial court after all, and he should not want his life, so where will he hide it?

But because the two of them are really not familiar with the Zhuji realm, and because they have only mixed into the White Lotus Sect, they are also afraid of startling the snake, so they have no clue.

The food used by the White Lotus Sect before was given by the people or exchanged for silver money in some of the original grain stores in Zhuji, and the original disaster relief grain was not shipped out of the capital at all, so Gong Shiling withheld it.

Therefore, the food in the hands of the White Lotus Sect is almost running out in the past few days.

Although it is the minimum supply for the people of Zhuji now, everyone can live. But if once the White Lotus Sect is cut off. The prestige of the White Lotus Sect could not last for a few days. The "young master" gradually discovered that this was a loss-making business.

At this time, the relief grain brought from Hangzhou arrived.

It turned out that Fan Xiancheng was not here these days, and the county order in Hangzhou was also left alone. A few lieutenants looked at it, this delaying tactic was useless at all, and the officials couldn't be contacted at all, so who would they show this drama to. If the disaster relief food was really delayed, those officials would definitely push them out early.

At the beginning, they were happily waiting for Fan Xiancheng to bring someone to make amends, and they also had a step down, so they gave the grain. But Fan Xiancheng didn't come, and after a few days, I went to his house to ask and said that he had gone out early and couldn't be contacted at all.

How did a few township chiefs know that Fan Xiancheng couldn't get out of the wolf's den at all, thinking that Fan Xiancheng deliberately avoided them and forced them to pay food, and they could survive for a few days, but after a few days, a few people couldn't bear it at all.

Directly carried the food to the gate of the county ya, handed it over to the county ya, and the guard walked away, still thinking that he couldn't fight the old fox Fan Xiancheng.

Although it coincided with Fan Xiancheng's original intention, this later development was really unexpected.

In any case, since Hangzhou's disaster relief grain has been prepared, it has to be brought to Zhuji. Moreover, this kind of handover of disaster relief grain must be personally greeted by the county order of Zhuji, and it must be signed on the document to be counted.

Jiang Qianliang and Fan Xiancheng listened to this "good news", and their hearts blossomed with happiness. The hiding place of the county order of Zhuji is definitely known.

Qinglian looked at Fan Xiancheng like an old pedant, and asked him to play the county Cheng of Zhuji, and cooperate with the imprisoned "pig head" to play a good show of accepting disaster relief food.

Fan Xiancheng thought to himself, didn't this just hit the muzzle of the gun? He was still worried about how to contact Ge Tongzhou, and now they directly paved the road for him.

Fan Xiancheng followed the sect leader Qinglian to the warehouse where he usually looked at the grain, but he didn't expect that there was a secret door under the grain, which was originally used to store grain in the cellar.

There is not much food, and there is no need for such a big place, and it is quite bluffing for this group of people in the White Lotus Sect to think about using it to lock people up.

Fan Xiancheng didn't expect that after guessing so many days, Ge Tongzhou could be where, and he would be at his feet, where he came every day, who could have guessed it.

When Fan Xiancheng saw Ge Tongzhou again this time, he had completely lost weight, if it weren't for Qinglian pointing to his nose and introducing him, "This is the county order of Zhuji, Brother Fan, you are familiar with him first, and try to act like a little bit." "Fan Xiancheng didn't recognize it at all.

Hurriedly agreed, "Okay, okay, sect leader, you can rest assured that you can leave it to me." ”

Qinglian really came into contact with it in the past few days, and she likes this Brother Fan and Brother Bai very much, so she went out with confidence, and sent two people to guard the door of the warehouse.

Fan Xiancheng looked at Ge Tongzhou as if Guan was stupid, he stood in front of Ge Tongzhou, and he didn't recognize himself at all. Fan Xiancheng was also quite scared, I don't know if this old brother was stupid or didn't react for a while.

He shook Ge Tongzhou's shoulder, "Brother Ge, it's me, Brother Fan, I was your county governor in Hangzhou, do you remember?" ”

Ge Tongzhou was staring blankly into the distance, listening to Fan Xiancheng's words, his eyes slowly focused, and returned to Fan Xiancheng.

Carefully identifying Fan Xiancheng's face, and even covering his hand on Fan Xiancheng's face, tears flowed out of his eyes, and he couldn't speak.

Choked up as if he couldn't speak, spitting word by word. "You... True.. Target.. Be.. Brother Fan. Is it? ”

Fan Xiancheng hurriedly nodded, "It's me." See for yourself that it's me. ”

Ge Tongzhou suddenly lost his strength and knelt on the ground. "Brother Fan... I... I was really hard. ”

Fan Xiancheng tried to pick him up, but Ge Tongzhou was almost twice his physique, and he didn't help him up a few times, so he knelt on the ground with him.

Ge Tongzhou cried like a child, and wiped his face with tears and snot, "Brother Fan, you can help me, I beg you to help me." ”

Fan Xiancheng wiped his face with his sleeve, "Don't hide it, I'm also trapped here." But I believe we can get out by working together. Fan Xiancheng stared at Ge Tongzhou's eyes resolutely.

"Trust me, brother, but you have to tell me what happened?"

"How did Zhuji become like this?"

Ge Tongzhou just wanted to think about it, and the bitter crying that he had finally stopped just now began again, so he had to choke up and say it with difficulty.

"At the beginning, Zhuji was affected by the disaster, and there was no harvest of locust particles. Later, when the peasants ran out of food, they went to the city to beg for food, and the people in the city gradually became unable to buy food. The peasants and the people of the city began to ask for it. ”

"At this time, an envoy came to the capital who said that he was here to distribute relief food, and asked me to entertain him. As a result, before I saw anyone, I was tied up and locked up by Wuhuada. ”

"But at that time, he still needed me, and often asked me to come out and act for the people, fooling around."

But then he couldn't fool himself, so he found another group of people to make a White Lotus Sect. I don't think I'm needed anymore, and I don't know if I'm going to be killed. ”

"I just want to run or send the letter and find someone to save me." "But I couldn't get out at all, and after I was caught, I was beaten and thrown directly into this cellar."

"They didn't give me anything to eat, and they wouldn't let me out. I really feel like I'm going to be buried alive in there. ”

"It's so aggrieved, brother, it's so aggrieved, I even drank my own urine."

After Ge Tongzhou finished speaking, he leaned on Fan Xiancheng's shoulder and cried with a whimper. Fan Xiancheng had no choice but to pat him on the shoulder and comfort him: "Isn't this just you, I'm here?" We'll be able to get out! ”

Like coaxing a child, slowly rub his back.