When Qinglian came out of the young master's room, it was already getting dark.

Listening to the noise of the people outside, he buttoned up his shirt, tightened it, and dusted the folds at his knees with both hands.

I came to see everyone with a spring face.

When the people saw the sect leader coming, they immediately shouted loudly, "Harley! "Harley!"

Qinglian smiled like a spring breeze, "Today is a good day given by the gods, it is our efforts that have moved the gods, given us food, and also given us good medicine. ”

"The power of the gods is immense, Harley!" Qinglian said, and knelt down towards the east, as if the gods were watching him from the sky, Qinglian stared directly at the sky in the east, and made three big salutes.

Jiang Qianliang, who watched it, not only secretly sighed, Qinglian's drama is really getting better and better.

During Fan Xiancheng's performance in Qinglian, he kept pacing back and forth in the ya, thanks to Jiang Qianliang and grabbed him, "Don't go anymore, for fear that you won't arouse the suspicion of others?" ”

Fan Xiancheng's face turned purple with nervousness, "According to the agreed hour, the officers and soldiers of Hangzhou should have already attacked at this time, and there is no movement at all, can I not be in a hurry!" ”

"Wait, calm down." Jiang Qianliang touched Fan Xiancheng's hand and found that he was shaking violently, holding his wrist with one hand, and smoothing it back and forth with the other, "It's definitely going to be soon, wait a minute." ”

Qinglian's play was over, and the people heard the earth-shattering "Harley Harley" from the hall. ”

Qinglian commanded people to take advantage of this high momentum to move the grain out. The noise of the people was even louder, and Qinglian beckoned Jiang Qianliang and Fan Xiancheng to come over and keep accounts.

Jiang Qianliang looked at Fan Xiancheng nervously, and he kept holding Fan Xiancheng's hand on the way over.

In the midst of the crowd, I vaguely heard the sound of the iron horse soldiers.

Jiang Qianliang led Fan Xiancheng to squeeze in the crowd, and whispered in Fan Xiancheng's ear, "It's coming, it's coming." ”

Jiang Qianliang's face was also overjoyed.

It is true that the officers and men of Hangzhou are indeed a long time late tonight, and he originally thought that he would die here today.

comforting others, but in fact, I am also very anxious.

This is just one person holding on, he is afraid that once he can't support it, his father and wife will be finished before the rescuers come.

Sure enough, not long after, Jiang Qianliang and Fan Xiancheng had just moved to the big table in front of the county office, when a group of red-clothed officers and soldiers rushed in and shouted, "Hangzhou government, arrest the cult." ”

The people looked back at each other, stunned for a moment.

When the first person came back and was quick to react, he didn't care about grabbing food. Everyone immediately joined the army to grab food, but the officers and soldiers were left unattended.

Qinglian's face turned pale as soon as he "swooped", raised his volume, and shouted loudly in his high-pitched voice when he sang, "Someone!" The officers and soldiers are coming!"

A few men in white quickly rushed in at the beckon, but instead of a few smooth and delicate little white faces, they were a few silly big black faces.

The man in white outside the door had already been replaced by a peasant worker in Chengnan Village, and it took a while to change his clothes to cause them to arrive a little late.

The scene was a mess. The periphery of the White Lotus Sect was replaced by peasants and workers from Chengnan Village, as well as the red-clothed Hangzhou officers and soldiers who came in, and the remaining Qinglian and a few people from the White Lotus Sect who had been staying in the county government even jumped to their feet and scurried around.

The people couldn't understand what was going on, they only knew that there was free food in front of the table, and they were all hungry people who had been hungry for dozens of days, and they pounced on them like hungry wolves, no matter how ridiculous this farce was.

Jiang Qianliang casually grabbed the two little white faces of the White Lotus Sect who wanted to run away, threw them to the red-clothed officers and soldiers and the peasants and workers in the south of the city, and let them deal with it.

Qinglian retreated to the inner room quietly, and Jiang Qianliang's eyes kept staring at him fiercely.

Everyone can run, Qinglian and his young master must not let go.

Jiang Qianliang pushed away the people who were crazy and squatting on the ground to pick up food, and a few even jumped over them.

Qinglian is very thin, and she shuttles among the people like a rabbit, and she can't catch up no matter how she chases.

finally passed through the crowded crowd and arrived at the back hall of the mansion, but there was no one left.

When Jiang Qianliang saw Qinglian, he was locking the door of the young master's room.

Jiang Qianliang slowly approached him, "He can't run away." ”

Qinglian smiled like a flower, "Really? He raised the gunpowder in his hand.

"I thought there would be this day, I just didn't expect you to be standing in front of me."

Jiang Qianliang persuaded Qinglian with a serious face: "At most, you can blow up both of us to death." ”

"Now there are three layers in Zhuji and three layers outside, and your young master can't escape at all."

Qinglian looked at him simply, "My gunpowder is not used to blow people up, I'm afraid that Ge Tongzhou didn't tell you that we caught him in the tunnel in this room." ”

Jiang Qianliang was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect it, "What authenticity?" ”

"Straight to the tunnels outside the city, the White Army is you. He's a good guy and I don't want to hurt you."

"I blew up this tunnel, and I can afford to be a young master."

It is impossible to say that Qinglian has already ignited the gunpowder "呲呑" and is sparking. Jiang Qianliang couldn't see it, and hurriedly retreated.

With a "poof", a big pit exploded behind Jiang Qianliang's feet, the tunnel under the room collapsed, and Qinglian lay at the bottom of the pit beyond recognition.

Jiang Qianliang turned around and saw Qinglian at the bottom of the pit, jumped down at once, blocked the bleeding wound on his neck, and asked, "Why bother? ”

"Your young master is just using you as a pawn!"

Qinglian's mouth kept foaming with blood, but her expression was already indifferent: "My young master didn't treat me as a play, and it was enough." ”

Qinglian smiled happily, which made Jiang Qianliang's heart ache, and he didn't know what to scold him, this fool, he turned his head and touched his tears with his arm.

Qinglian also cried, laughing and crying, "I didn't want to die, I thought that if I was pressed to the capital, I could see the young master again after the autumn, then I would know that he would return to Beijing because of my safety." ”

Qinglian's speech slowed down, and her eyes lost focus.

After all, his head still drooped.

Jiang Qianliang suddenly couldn't help but break down and cry.

He had only known Qinglian for a few days, but Qinglian treated him as sincere as a brother.

He felt pitiful for Qinglian.

Because his young master may not remember him at all, if he lives until the autumn, the young master of his family will never go to see him.

He has been playing tricks all his life, and he sacrificed his life for love when he was dying, but the object's heart was like a rock, consuming his last splendor like playing with chess pieces.

He felt that Qinglian was not worth it, but Qinglian felt that he was worth it.