The starving people outside the eastern city wall of Wuhang City were nowhere to be seen, and it took more than two hours for the soldiers under the captain of the city gate to be exhausted, and the swords were unsheathed, and it took more than two hours to drive away these many people who did not have the strength to walk.

Originally, a small piece of bread or a small bowl of porridge could make these people leave consciously, but when they were hastily ordered, they could only use coercion to achieve a slight effect.

Since the end of autumn, the hungry people who have been entrenched under the eastern city wall of Wuhang City have been transferred to the other three city walls, leaving a considerable number of shacks and many of them because of the cold have not yet emitted a foul smell of corpses, and there are not many fire embers.

The city gate captains and soldiers, who had just driven away the hungry people, began to do the work of hard work, dismantling and throwing all the broken huts that blocked most of the road into the ditches on both sides, and carrying the corpses in them, lifting them like broken sacks and throwing them in, and then piling up some branches and rags to build the shacks into them, which is the grave of these corpses.

The soldiers who have always been known for their laziness have been fighting for twelve points at this moment, and they have done a good job of rewarding five taels of silver for one person and ten lashes for one person.

In a short time, the things that hindered the nobles in the carriages and horses were moved to a hidden place, and the trivial dust on the road was also cleared, and the east gate of Wuhang City was opened for the first time since the beginning of winter, bathing and changing clothes, cleaning hands and incense to wait for the extremely distinguished visitor.

All the guards of the city gate were gone, including the people on duty, and the empty avenue into the city was sprinkled and swept clean, and anyone who had been in contact would not have thought that under the ditch a few feet beside them, the corpses of men were slowly decomposing.

There is a son in Jiangzhou, who is peerless and unique.

The Jiangzhou Assassin Shi, who had been waiting in Wuhang City for a long time, could not have imagined that this prince would not rush to his mansion as soon as he returned, but went to the mass grave outside the city to pay tribute to the dead women. If you know, I am afraid that your inner face will be quite ugly, but it will definitely not be revealed, because this feudal official of a state has a request for him, and a request for this son of Fujia Jiangzhou.

After the city gate was opened for half an hour, the four carriages that Jiangzhou Thorn Shi had been looking forward to for an unknown number of days finally returned, and the Assassin Mansion who stood on the city gate tower and overlooked it was dazzled by the gold dust painted on it, and was overjoyed, and climbed down the city wall with a rolling belt, and rode the fast horse that had been prepared for a long time to go straight to the Thorn Mansion to pass the news.

The four horses of the phoenix dragon were unhurriedly pulling the gold-dusted carriage, only a little faster than the trotting man. The hard-to-buy mount plays the role of a horse, but the people in the car don't see the slightest pity, as if they are accustomed to it.

The man in white lifted the curtain of the car, and saw that the road outside the car was as clean as a woman's boudoir, and couldn't help but laugh:

"It's just whitewashing skeletons, if the one from the Assassin's Mansion wants to go one step further with these little tricks, I'm afraid it will be difficult. ”

"But that's fine. He lowered the curtain of the car, and then said with a smile, "At least this Lord Thorn knows that there are tens of thousands of hungry people outside Wuhang City, otherwise it will be impossible to help him this time." ”

"Childe. The voice of the person driving the carriage was extremely strong, and he should have spoken from the dantian, "You have entered the city, are you going to the Assassin's Mansion first?"

"No need, go around this city, Wuhang City hasn't been here for three years, it's good to look around. ”

"Yes. Most of the horsemen with profound martial arts skills said.

So in front of the Jiangzhou Thorn Shi Mansion that opened the middle door, the owner of the mansion who rushed out after receiving the news of the curtain guest had to wait for an unknown amount of time.

....

"Childe, Rouge Alley is just ahead, do you want to go in and take a look?"

"Let's take a look and leave, it's not good to really teach Lord Assassin Shi to wait too long, after all, he is also the hand-picked official in the capital, and this bit of face still has to be given. ”

As soon as this swaggering carriage and horse entered Wuhang City, it was impossible to say that it was not eye-catching, and the rich man with a little vision could see that any one of the four divine horses could be worth the price of his own ten-ride carriage, so he began to use his connections to inquire about the owner of this horse.

The people in the carriage and horses casually threw some golden beans in front of the beggar who was running with them, and after causing a burst of commotion, they grabbed a large handful and spilled it.

"One pill per person, no more than one is allowed. Then he went away.

This sentence instantly evoked everyone's memory, and the son who had been drunk all day long in a carriage and wandered around Wuhang City and threw golden beans and jade beads finally returned. When the poor people in Jiangzhou learned about it, their worried expressions for their livelihood relaxed, and when the children heard about it, they reined in all their actions and returned home.

Feared like a tiger and wolf by the city of Wuhan, the son who was heartily loved by the poor people opened the curtain in front of Rouge Alley and glanced at the alley, and said with a smile: "When did Rouge Alley become a place for martial artists? After only three years, there are no rules." ”

At the mouth of Rouge Alley, the shirtless young man with little muscles put on a shelf, and started a set of punches one by one, with a bowl in front of him, and there were three or two copper plates scattered in the bowl, and there were only seven or eight people watching around, most of them were children, and they would definitely not give money.

"Ah Wu, how is he better than you?" the man in white asked the man in the carriage boredly, while watching the young man toss and turn over and over that set of punches, which made people wonder if he could only do those few tricks, and the children gradually felt bored, and walked away to find something more interesting, trying to pull out a few cows curled up into balls from the cracks in the wall.

"If you go back to Gongzi, the difference between cloud and mud, victory or defeat is a matter of life and death. ”

"You, you, that is, you can be majestic in the acre of three-point land in Wuhang City, and when you go out of Jiangzhou, you are not beaten to the point that your nose is not your nose and your face is not your face. The man in white said helplessly, "Look at how old people are, how old you are, I can't say that others will come after you and achieve far better than you in the future." ”

The man driving the carriage showed a sincere smile, but it was still like Hong Zhong Dalu: "Back to the son's words, martial arts, although there is a stupid bird to fly first, compared to the Peng bird who really wants to soar in the sky, it is difficult to make up for it no matter how diligent it is, although I can't compare to those Peng Bird phoenix-like characters, but it is also a wild goose that can fly hundreds of feet high, not just a little finch can be compared." ”

The man in white listened to the words of the man in the driver, smiled, put the curtain of the car, thought about it, and threw a golden bean into the bowl that was still only three or two copper plates, and then let the man in the carriage leave.

Is it a finches? He thought, maybe there will be one among the finches who can spread their wings and fly high like a peng.