Chapter 437: I Want to Report!
The next thing was lackluster, Hu Yanzhao led everyone out of the city to admit surrender, and General Hong personally dug up the foundation stone of the Xiqi Kingdom.
The country perished with joy.
Because the Panlong Army has actually taken over the capital a long time ago, everything is business as usual here, and there are no waves.
It stands to reason that Zhong Shengguang is only an official of the Xiluo Kingdom, and of course he has no power to give Huyanzhao a title, and it is inappropriate to say that it is "exercising power on behalf of the monarch", because the Xiluo Kingdom did not let him send troops to attack Xiqi at all. But the people present obviously didn't think about this issue, and even Hu Yanzhao salivated and asked when he could leave for Lugua River.
"Don't worry." These are the words of the Red General, "You will stay in the capital for a while longer."
After another two days, Hu Yanzhao learned that the power of King Qin had not completely disappeared. There are still several armies in Xiqi that have repeatedly tried to break through the blockade of the Panlong army, but unfortunately they have not succeeded.
But the news of Hu Yanzhao's capture and Xiqi's demise had been spread a few days ago. As soon as these teams saw that the country had changed hands, and the opponent was still the powerful Panlong City, they quickly lost their fighting spirit.
And with the attack of Panlong City, turmoil also broke out in many places in Xiqi at the same time:
The people of Xiluo, who were trapped in the country of Xiqi and had been bullied for many years, revolted.
This force soon joined forces with the Panlong Army and together encircled the remaining resistance forces.
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After leaving the ruins of Ganxing City and walking north for two more days, the Shimen caravan was about to arrive at the border of the Red Yan Kingdom.
The journey was peaceful, and Shi Er finally regained the feeling of being a businessman in the past. To be honest, if every trip to business is so thrilling, no one will dare to ship the goods several times more expensive.
Ahead is the level leading to Chiyan, and the queue is long, long. Fushanyue's attendant threw the usual money to the cheap slave who was with him, and wanted to send him away:
"It's none of your business, get out."
Slaves can't leave the Twilight Plains, they have to stop there.
Dare to take a step through the level and kill your head!
"Thank you for the favor!" The cheap slave picked up the string of money, nodded to the others, and glanced at the trunk.
In fact, these people were generous and gave some more. In normal times, he must be happy, and go to the wine shed to play half a corner of turbid wine to treat himself.
But now he can't take care of it.
This chick who is lying motionless in the carriage and relying on others to serve is not a child of a rich family at all, and like him, he is also a cheap slave!
But Master Fushan is going to take her across the border!
From then on, she will get rid of her humble fate and run towards a free life.
Why?
Is it because she accidentally saved the life of Young Master Fushiyama? Give him this opportunity, and he can do it too, and do it better than her!
"What for?" Another guard passed by, saw him stunned and motionless, so he kicked him, "Get out! What are you doing here?"
"Hey, let's go, let's go!" The cheap slave turned his head and saw Fu Shanyue standing behind him looking indifferently, and couldn't help but be surprised.
He quickly smiled all over his face and ran away with a puff of smoke.
He Lingchuan turned from behind the car and looked at his back: "It's very resentful to chase after him."
"How do you know?" Fushan sighed, "You can smell it too?"
"Smell something, I'm not a dog!" He Lingchuan didn't have a good breath and said, "I saw that he was washing the basin by the river a few days ago, and while smashing the basin frantically, he shouted "Die, little ***", probably thinking that there was no one around."
This person was venting by the river at that time, and then he went back, and continued to laugh at Fu Shanyue and others, respectfully.
"Oh, what are you going to do with him?" Fu Shan didn't pay attention to it, "Can a cheap slave still turn over flowers?"
At this time, Shi Er's family returned from the front, bringing bad news: "It's not good, there are three or four officials and businessmen in front of you who want to cut the queue to pass the customs, and the number of people is more than four, we may not be able to pass today."
The official caravans have priority clearance, and they, the civilian caravans, have to wait.
But there is another hour when it will be dark, and I will have to wait for tomorrow to get through.
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However, they can only rest at the inn tonight.
As the slave walked back, he also heard the sighs of the other merchants who couldn't get through.
Passing by a high-end restaurant, he walked a little slower, and the guy saw that he was wearing a bracelet for cheap slaves, and came out very unceremoniously to drive him away: "Duh, go away! Don't get in the way of our business! 「
Ordinary restaurants and inns also do not allow lowly slaves to enter, and high-end ones are not even allowed to come near unless they enter with the waiting guests.
The only thing they could patronize was the rice sheds and bunks set up by other untouch slaves, usually in the most marginal and shady corners of the locality.
Then he sat in a dimly lit little wine shed and drank half of the cloudy wine.
Alcohol is not good, it is very throat-scraping, but it is easy to get drunk.
"Bear with it, bear with it!" He kept muttering, "Eggs will die if they hit a stone."
But riding on the strength of the wine, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more unjust he became: "I can't bear it, I can't bear it! Why is she living a good life, and only you are a pig and a dog?"
He stood up and sat down several times, sobriety and sanity swaying repeatedly on the scales of alcohol.
In the end, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and rushed into the official office without looking back.
The little official inside was also startled when he saw a red-faced slave rushing in, and immediately shouted: "You, yes, it's you! What are you running around, get out! 「
The cheap slave didn't get out, but leaned over, and a mouthful of wine almost sprayed on the little official's face: "I want to report, I want to report!"
......
Not surprisingly, the slave was beaten badly.
The little officer was about to shout to the messenger to throw him out, when suddenly someone from behind him said, "Wait."
This man was tall and had a strange face.
The little official turned around, and immediately saluted respectfully, and was about to start speaking, when the other party had already said, "He came to report the crime, why didn't you accept it?"
"Huh?" The little official was stunned, "My lord, this is a cheap slave, and he is drunk again! I can't believe his words."
The spittle of the slave has sprayed all the stars in his face, damn it!
"You haven't verified it, so how do you know that his words are not credible?" The tall man walked over to the slave, "Hey."
The servant immediately kicked the slave a few times: "My lord is talking to you, get up and stand up!"
The cheap slave staggered to his feet, hunched over, and one eye was still swollen.
"Follow me."
Walking into the corridor behind the official office, there were no idlers around, and the tall man asked:
"You just said that it was Fushan Yue, the son of the Chiyan Kingdom, who was hiding the cheap slave girl and preparing to take it through the checkpoint?"
The cheap slave ate Fang Cai's beating, and he woke up seventy percent from alcohol, and he began to regret it.
Have you lost your mind and gone crazy, how dare you enter the official office!
But now it's too late, and he can't afford to offend the adult in front of him, so he has to bow his head and say, "Yes, yes!"
"How do you know she's a slave?"
"The villain has been serving her for several days, and she has a mark on her left hand, which was left by wearing the bracelet for a long time." The slave raised his left hand and showed him the ring on his wrist, "That's it...... This kind of thing, but she no longer has a ring on her hand, this is a capital offense! 「
This ring has been strung into the flesh, which is a sign of a cheap slave, and it is a capital crime to untie it privately, and even deliberately covering it must be punished.
"Interesting." The tall man turned to the little official and said, "Send someone to keep an eye on it, and verify it when you pass the border tomorrow."
It's useless to verify now, and it's not a crime if you don't take a cheap slave to break through.
The little official was taken aback: "Ah, my lord, if that is really the prince of the Red Yan Kingdom......
"The son broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people." The tall man smiled, "You are in the realm of Lingxu City, and you are actually afraid of a Red Yan person?"
The words were a little heavy, and the little official's cold sweat brushed the ground and came down, and he scolded the cheap slave eight hundred times in his belly, but on the surface, he said again and again: "This is it, this is going to be done!"
The tall man emphasized, "Check if the little girl is there first. Be smart, don't let Fushanyue find out. When you clear the customs tomorrow, you will get all the stolen goods! 「
.....
He Lingchuan was eating wine in the restaurant, a single table.
People came and went around him, and he propped his head out of the window in a daze, not even focusing his gaze.
There were footsteps approaching from behind, but he didn't pay attention.
Someone shouted, "Hey!"
He Lingchuan ignored it and didn't look back.
The voice actually said, "He Lingchuan."
He Lingchuan's heart shook violently.
He is a stranger in Bega alone, and there is still someone here who can call out his real name?
But his experience is getting longer, and at this time, he can forcibly suppress the instinct to turn back, and he doesn't even move his back, as if he hasn't heard of it.
Only he knows that his psoas muscles and leg muscles are already tense, and they can explode and hurt people at any time.
But he recognized the unique voice in the next second.
The owner of the voice also came around to the front and sighed twice: "Sure enough, it's you! He Gongzi, why don't you give a response? I thought I had the wrong knife! 「
"Shhhh Come, please be seated!"
"It's rare to meet old friends in a foreign land." He raised his hand and summoned the shopkeeper, "Come here and add vegetables!"
......
That night, a few of the servants replied to the servants: "The cars of those people are parked together, and there are special people who take turns to take care of them, and they should not be approached when they are idle. But there was one car that kept the lights on. We put one person in front of us to attract the groom's attention, and the others leaned over and sneaked up on the curtains to see, hey, there was a girl sleeping inside, about six or seven years old. 「
"Are there any marks on your hands?"
"Oh, I can't see it." The messenger said, "Someone will be moving the goods right away."
"Why don't you just go up and check?" How arrogant are these guys, how can they be so timid?
The messenger touched his head: "Didn't the lord explain that he wanted to do it secretly and not make a noise?"
"......," the little official choked up, "Okay, okay, I'll report it!"
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The next day, in front of the border checkpoint.
Once again, the crowd waiting for customs clearance formed a long queue with no end in sight.
The checkpoints here are a little stricter than those at the Baoshu border, mainly to check whether there are all kinds of contraband.
For example, untouched slaves.
Cheap slaves are a specialty of the Twilight Plains, and every year there are countless cheap slaves who want to escape, how can they carry out the holy order if they don't check it strictly?
Fortunately, the queuing speed is still quite fast, there are no moths at the checkpoint today, and there are no sudden accidents to deal with, so the Shimen caravan is more than a quarter of an hour earlier than Shi Er's estimation.