Chapter 6: The Castle Lord's Mansion

Waiting for tea time in the camp tent, Lu Tie cut off Xiao Zhongzi's head, put it into a sandalwood box, and set off with Yang Wuzheng.

A group of three people drove lightly and walked along the main city road of the city along the dark night, Yang Wuzheng asked in a deep voice: "Lu Tie, are the hundreds of guards you ordered to arrange around the city lord's mansion reliable?"

"Your Highness, rest assured, although there are many positions in the army that are held by Du's cronies, the people sent out this time are all brothers who have experienced life and death together, and they are definitely loyal. ”

Lu Tie patted his chest and swore a promise.

Hearing this, Yang Wuzheng nodded and looked around at the cold street.

According to common sense, even if Changping City is the most marginal city in the Great Xia Territory, it has been facing harassment from enemy countries for a long time, and it should be a bit prosperous in the center of the city.

But that's not the case.

What Yang Wuzheng saw was a bleak scene, in the freezing winter, there were many unkempt beggars lying on both sides of the street, unclothed, and shivering from the cold.

Many of them were five or six years old, hungry and skinny children, so thirsty that they lay on the ground and drank the dirty water from the potholes on the ground with their hands.

"Your Highness, there has been no war in Changping City for more than ten years, and according to the speculation of the last general, these displaced people are the people of Changping City. ”

Lu Tie's face was ugly and almost dripped: "Because the good land was robbed by the old miscellaneous hair of indifference, there is no source of income and food, so I can only drag my family with my mouth, and I have a precarious wandering life without a meal." ”

"Childe, it's okay, let's give some food. ”

At the same time, Zhou Zhou's homeless people, seeing the figure of Yang Wuzheng and the three of them, swarmed over, begging weakly.

"Lu Tie, do you have any money on you, give it all to them, and now, the city is full of hungry and cold homeless people, hasn't this city lord's mansion opened a warehouse to release grain?"

The anger in Yang Wuzheng's heart surged up uncontrollably.

This time, he led an army of 20,000 to meet the enemy, and when he arrived in Changping City, he spent most of his time in the barracks discussing with a group of lieutenants about the strategy of retreating from the enemy.

"Indifferent that old miscellaneous hair is also the confidant of the second prince Yang Jinjue, this person is very greedy and cruel, it would be good if he didn't continue to harvest the people's food, and he still expected him to open a warehouse for disaster relief?"

Lu Tie's dark cheeks showed a hint of sneer, took out a money bag he carried with him, and distributed the copper coins to many homeless people.

"These miscellaneous pieces deserve a thousand cuts, go!"

Yang Wuzheng strode towards the City Lord's Mansion with a sinister face.

Less than a stick of incense took about a moment, and an imposing mansion appeared under Yang Wuzheng's eyes.

The mansion covers an area of hundreds of acres, red bricks and green tiles, and there are two tall stone lions towering at the door, and the eyes of the lion are decorated with black ink and jade, which are worth thousands of gold.

The steps on the ground are paved with white jade, and even the lanterns hanging on both sides of the door beam are inlaid with night pearls, all of which show the wealth of the Leng family in the city lord's mansion.

"Whoever comes, report it by name. ”

At the same time, the four evil slaves standing at the door of the mansion glanced at Yang Wuzheng and his party, and said proudly.

"Bastard, the third prince has arrived, and you won't let your lord come out to greet you quickly. ”

Lu Tie drew his sword and scolded angrily.

"His Royal Highness is angry, the villain has no eyes, and immediately go to inform the city lord. ”

The family members immediately knelt down in fear.

"No need, His Highness can just go in. ”

Yang Wuzheng strode in, through a circuitous corridor, to the banquet hall.

There was still a distance of more than ten zhang between them, and Yang Wuzheng heard bursts of laughter in the main hall.

"Squeak!"

Yang Wuzheng took a deep breath and raised his hand to push open the door of the banquet hall.

The living room is brightly lit, and more than a dozen dancers dressed in bewitching clothes are dancing their waists and showing off their coquettishness.

Seeing the arrival of Yang Wuzheng and the three of them, these dozen or so dancers took the initiative to step aside.

Yang Wuzheng looked around and found that there were more than a dozen tables of guests in the main hall who came to congratulate them, all of whom were the heads and juniors of the family with heads and faces in Changping City.

And sitting on the first table of the longevity chair in the innermost part is an old man who is over the age of six, presumably today's birthday star is indifferent.

At the same table with the son was a yin and yang old eunuch, who was Gonggong Du.

What made Yang Wuzheng's atmosphere even more indisputable was that Du Gonggong was clearly a eunuch, and at this time, he was also brazenly hugging a scantily clad young woman, and his palms kept going to the sensitive parts of the woman's chest and lower abdomen, which made the woman laugh again and again.

"Hey, this young man, who are you, who did you intrude into the banquet hall of my city lord's mansion without passing on the rumors, what do you want?"

A junior from the City Lord's Mansion obviously didn't know Yang Wuzheng, his eyebrows sank, and he shouted angrily.

"Shut up!"

The city lord's indifferent old face showed a hint of panic, and he immediately got up in fear and clasped his fists and saluted: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Third Prince with indifference. ”

"What? is His Royal Highness the Third Prince?"

"Isn't His Royal Highness the Third Prince now facing Xiliang's iron cavalry army outside the city, how can he appear in the City Lord's Mansion?"

"Hehe, I must know that the city lord is celebrating his sixtieth birthday today, and I came to congratulate him. ”

"That's right, the city lord is indifferent and Dugong is the henchman of the second prince, and now in the court of our Great Xia Frontier Kingdom, the second prince covers the sky with one hand, and Dugong is still the supervising army, if the third prince is not good, I am afraid that he will not be able to stay in this Changping City. ”

In the banquet hall, hundreds of juniors lowered their voices and whispered.

"Indifferent adults don't need to be polite, get up. ”

Yang Wuzheng said indifferently and perfunctory, accompanied by Zhao Yun and Lu Tie, strode towards the main table.

"Hey, isn't this the third prince? You are now in the City Lord's Mansion to congratulate the City Lord, what is the situation outside the city? Have you already defeated the Xiliang army?"

Seeing Yang Wuzheng coming, Du's father-in-law refused to get up to greet him, holding the willow waist of the exposed woman with one hand, holding the wine glass in the other, and drinking it comfortably, simply treating Yang Wuzheng as air.

"The fighting is over, and our army has suffered thousands of casualties. ”

Yang Wuzheng shook his robe, sat on the vacant seat, picked up a wine jug, added a glass to himself, and drank it in one go.

"Third Highness, as the main general of this battle, and now that the soldiers have suffered heavy casualties, it is really lucky that you can come back alive. ”

Gonggong Du smashed his mouth and said: "But the miscellaneous family took the liberty of asking, you just picked up a life, and now at this time, shouldn't you appease the hearts of the army in the big tent of the military camp?

"It's good that His Royal Highness is the commander of the three armies, but Gonggong Du is also the supervisor of the army, right? You also have a duty to appease the hearts of the army, since Gonggong Du has the leisure to spend time drinking, why can't His Highness be?"

Putting down the wine glass, Yang Wuzheng said slowly.