When they came to the courtyard, the little singer and the group of old singers all stared at him with complicated eyes, on the one hand, they felt that the young master of the Gu family was sincere to them and treated them as human beings, and they were grateful in their hearts. On the other hand, he also felt that he was too reckless in this matter, once he left the Gu family, where else could they go to make a living, they were all lowly, if they couldn't find the master's family, they would be recaptured and sold.

Gu Zhiqing didn't explain anything to them, he just said lightly, "Let's go"

After that, the little singer took the initiative to keep up with her, and after that, the old singer also followed him out of the Gu family's big village.

Standing on the streets of Loucheng, their group was still pointed at, especially against Gu Zhiqing, who was extremely vicious.

Before, they were afraid that he was the eldest of the Gu family, and no one dared to insult him to his face, but now that he has lost the protection of the Gu family, those who are usually humiliated by him have begun to stand up and provoke him.

In the face of them, Gu Zhiqing's way is to ignore them, as long as they don't do it, Gu Zhiqing will not embarrass them. But as long as they threaten their own safety, then waiting for them will be a cruel blow.

And they can scold themselves, once someone curses the singer or beats them with rotten eggs, Gu Zhiqing will not hesitate to bounce back to him.

In just a few short journeys, they walked extremely difficult, and when they were only a few meters away from the city gate, someone shouted in the crowd, "He is no longer the young master of the Gu family, what else do you have to fear, there is revenge and revenge."

The sound was like pouring a scoop of water into the boiling hot oil, and it exploded. Countless people who were in high spirits picked up the things that could be used as weapons around them, and rushed towards Gu Zhiqing and the others. Gu Zhiqing frowned deeply at this scene, he didn't want to hurt these innocent people, but he couldn't let the dozens of bitter singers behind him suffer any harm, he slowly turned around, pulled out the steel knife from Su Ye from his waist, crossed his hands, and made a defensive gesture.

Seeing that a conflict was inevitable, suddenly a war horse broke up the crowd and rushed into the battle circle from the city gate.

The battle horse was a purple-robed general, he dismounted, hugged his fist at Gu Zhiqing and said: "Humble soldier Cao, Lin Hu is here to escort the prince out of the city on the order of Lord Duwei."

Lord Lieutenant? Suddenly, the crowd fell silent, and they were still nervous just now, but now they looked frightened.

The majesty of Lou Cheng and Yiba returned, and they all dropped the sticks and stones in their hands, and each retreated towards the alley.

In an instant, the people on the street were left with a bang. Only Gu Zhiqing and the soldier Cao Linhu were left in this street and alley. The two looked at each other and smiled, and then crossed their horses and walked towards the city gate.

"How did Lord Du Wei learn about Loucheng?" Gu Zhiqing was still a little confused, staring at Lin Hu and asking.

"Isn't it possible that with Gongzi's intelligence, he can't see through it?" Lin Hu glanced at him, and following Lin Hu's direction, Gu Zhiqing saw a familiar face, not who else was in the main book. At this time, he hid in a dark corner, staring at himself with those thief eyebrows.

Seeing him, Lin Hu didn't need to say much, he already knew everything that happened today. Then he hugged his fist at Lin Hu and said, "Brother Lin Hu's kindness brother has been recorded."

Lin Hu smiled heartily: "I also follow the orders of the captain, you have to be grateful, or thank the captain."

Lin Hu is an upright man, he doesn't seem to be able to play with any thoughts, what to say.

Lin Hu is a native of Jiangnan, although he lacks some northern men who are rude, but he has the perseverance and courage of southern soldiers.

Chatting with Lin Hu made Gu Zhiqing feel like a spring breeze.

Seeing Lin Hu, Gu Zhiqing seemed to see his comrades-in-arms in his previous life, but it was a pity that the time he spent with them was too short.

After that, everyone went their separate ways, and they could no longer find the comradeship during the special training.

It's not that everyone's relationship is weak, it's really an identity trait, they can't contact each other, even if they meet on some occasions, they have to treat each other as strangers.

As soon as they left the city gate, another horse team caught up with them.

There are about forty or fifty people, and they are all wearing the same style of military uniforms as Lin Hu, but the material and workmanship are slightly inferior by one level.

"Don't panic, everyone, these are the Bingcao brothers"

Seeing the old singer's somewhat timid eyes, Lin Hu took the initiative to explain.

"This time, Lord Duwei not only asked me to escort you back to Taihu Lake, but also pulled out those Su Ye's minions by the way."

Gu Zhiqing didn't expect Du Wei to think so thoughtfully, but after thinking about it, it was clear.

The reason why he was in such a hurry to cut off Su Ye's minions was that half of them were also for himself.

After all, he took Su Ye's body back to the garrison mansion to invite merit, if Su Ye's minions popped out to make trouble and arouse the suspicion of the garrison, it would be a bit more than worth the loss.

As for Du Wei being able to know the master's plot against his family, this point made Gu Zhiqing unable to understand it all the time.

Of course, Lin Hu didn't know the inside story, he was just a knife in the captain's hand.

Dozens of more soldiers opened the way, and people and pedestrians along the way had to avoid the side. At this time, Gu Zhiqing said, no, there is no need to worry about someone coming to make trouble. Even the little tail sent by the master book was withdrawn, for the matter of the master book and the aunt's wife, Gu Zhiqing will definitely come to the bottom of it, as long as there is adultery between them, then Gu Zhiqing will never be merciful.

Heading south along the official road, you will arrive at a small boat ferry.

Here they switched to the waterway, which is the characteristic of the Jiangnan soldiers, who can fight on horseback and on water.

They were in seven or eight small awning boats, forming a zigzag formation on the surface of the lake.

And Lin Hu and Gu Zhiqing's old singers are crowded on a cruise ship, and the space here is extremely narrow.

Dozens of singers were a little cramped together, but they didn't show a trace of grievance on their faces, on the contrary, they looked at Gu Zhiqing with a look in their eyes, which was much more empty and spiritless than the previous look.

Then he knocked his head at Gu Zhiqing's feet one after another, making the second monk a little confused, and said hurriedly, "Sisters, what are you doing here?" Get up quickly."

One of the old singers said in a hoarse voice: "Originally, I was also the family of Zhong Ding, and my husband's family had served as the commander of Anyi County, and the northern slaves attacked the city, and no one from the Jin soldiers guarded it, so I let the husband's family take the family Ding to the city gate and burn the jade in the whole city, and the husband's family sent the slave family and several young sons out of the city together before the city was broken, and they survived."

"After that, the slave family took a few of them to be displaced and traveled several places before finally jumping across the Qinhuai River to the land south of the Yangtze River, originally thought that when they arrived here, they would not need to be bullied by the northern barbarians, but who knew that they would be ravaged and ruined by a group of cool officials as soon as they got off the boat, and then sold us into the Fengyue field to become prostitutes..."

Don't look at the old singer who said it easily, with no waves on her face, but in Gu Zhiqing's ears, every sentence is a history of blood and tears.