Wu Zhao's appearance really opened the eyes of the Liuyun officials present, if it weren't for the young man's great background, it was that the young man had an extremely close connection with this adult.

Tang Guanli's eyes rolled, and he stepped forward and bowed slightly, "Dare to ask this son......"

"Are you Tang Guanli?"

Seeing the person in front of him come forward, Wu Zhao's mind surged, and before he finished speaking, his big hand waved again, "Come on, slaughter me." ”

"Ah......h

With an exclamation, Tang Guanli's brain instantly shut down, and he was stunned for a while.

"Yes!"

I saw a silver-armored soldier behind Wu Zhao ordered to walk out, like a thoughtless robot, pulled out the big knife in his hand, and slashed at Tang Guanli's neck in two steps and one step.

Looking at Chen Dali in the back, seeing the big knife approaching Tang Guanli's head, a sentence of "finished" popped out of his mouth, and then he fainted with a kick in both eyes.

The officials behind them made a mess one after another, some shouted for mercy, some shouted for injustice, and even worse, fainted as soon as possible.

Just at the last moment, a hurried shout came from behind Wu Zhao, "Keep people under the knife!" ”

The big knife stopped in response, and at the last moment it stayed on Tang Guanli's skin.

Wu Zhao frowned, turned around to look, and saw Zhang Zhidong, supported by several servants, dragging his robes, panickedly pushing aside the silver-armored soldiers and running towards him, his mouth kept shouting "Keep people under the knife"!

"I said old man Zhang, what are you doing?"

"I'm waiting to go fishing!"

Zhang Zhidong trotted all the way, as if he had gone through countless ups and downs, and he was already panting when he came to Wu Zhao.

"Oh, Your Highness, you can't kill, you can't kill!"

"Temple...... Your Highness? ”

Tang Guanli lost his mind, the word "Your Highness" suddenly broke into his consciousness, and he recovered in an instant, ignoring the big knife on his shoulder, his legs trembled and knelt down, crying, "Your Highness, spare your life!" ”

Wu Zhao ignored Tang Guanli's plea for mercy and asked Zhang Zhidong:

"Why can't you kill it, my father said that if necessary, he will be killed."

Zhang Zhidong exhaled several times, but he was still a little calm.

"Confused, Your Highness. The first thing we need to do is to find out the current situation and make a plan after discussion. ”

"You...... You will kill people in a daze when you come up, this is reasonable, it can't be justified, this is to abandon my Daxia law and ignore it! ”

Unexpectedly, Wu Zhao twisted his head and said indifferently:

"I don't care, my father said that if this matter is not handled well, you are not allowed to fish."

"Then I just need to slaughter him, and this matter will not be solved!"

After speaking, he greeted the soldier with the knife:

"Who, cut it down."

"Yes!"

The silver-armored soldier responded, raised his big knife again, and slashed at Tang Guanli, who was kneeling.

Seeing the big knife fall again, Zhang Zhidong panicked, couldn't help but think about it, and shouted:

"Don't ......"

The silver-armored soldier was stunned again, the knife stopped at Tang Guanli's neck, and he looked back at Wu Zhao lightly.

Wu Zhao stretched out his hand and pointed, "Cut!" ”

"I'm the crown prince, listen to me."

"Yes!"

"You can't cut it, I'm the young master of the crown prince!"

The silverarmoured soldier kept his sword again.

Wu Zhao was anxious, and opened his mouth and said:

"What's wrong with the teacher, my father sometimes doesn't listen to his teacher, cut me..."

"Yes!" The silver-armored soldier received the order and swung his sword again.

Zhang Zhidong was a little angry, he was really a tiger father and no dog, so he had to hurry up and obey the power, holding back his strength and shouting:

"I agree with you fishing!"

"Stop ......"

A sound pulled the elder.

The broadsword stopped again.

Wu Zhao clasped his hands, squinted at Zhang Zhidong and asked:

"Really? Can you call the shots? ”

Zhang Zhidong looked at the big knife that stayed at Tang Guanli's neck, turned around and exhaled, pretended to stroke his beard calmly, and said to the sky:

"That's right, before leaving, Your Majesty entrusted me with a heavy responsibility, if His Highness does not act properly, the minister can act at the opportunity."

"Really?"

"Seriously!"

Wu Zhao groped his chin, stared at Zhang Zhidong meaningfully for a while, and pretended to think deeply:

"Hearing you say that, I seem to be a little reckless."

"Looks like I need to fish and calm down."

Immediately relieved, he put his hand on Zhang Zhidong's shoulder, beat his chest and said:

"It's really thanks to Mr. Zhang...... The teacher reminded me that I almost ...... I made a big mistake, sadly, fortunately! ”

Immediately, his expression changed, and he shouted,

"Someone!"

"The end will be."

Zhang Zhidong's heart trembled, "Your Highness, you ......"

"Copy the guy, go fishing."

"Yes!"

……

In the refugee camp, a few days of boring life made Yike a little irritable, although three meals a day were fully guaranteed, but a meal of rice porridge and steamed buns, really let Yike experience what is called bland.

"Damn, a bowl of porridge costs 20 yuan, a steamed bun costs 10 yuan, isn't he recycling disaster silver in disguise."

Yike took a bite of the steamed bun in his hand, and said indignantly with a bulging mouth:

"Just snort."

Shen Qingyue held a missing pottery bowl in her hand, took a mouthful of porridge soup, and smiled.

"You, you......"

Alan immediately gave a big roll of his eyes, and replied angrily: "Sister Qingyue, don't pay attention to him, you still hum, some of them are wrong to eat."

"I didn't say it for me, I said it for the poor people."

Yike swallowed the last bit of steamed bread in his mouth,

"People don't eat meat, where does they have the strength, if they don't have the strength, what's the difference between that and salted fish."

As he spoke, Yike stood up and spun around in place,

"Look at me, I'm about to become a steamed bun, every day gruel steamed bun gruel steamed bun, carbs are about to overflow."

After speaking, he sat down, and finally muttered in a low voice:

"It's been five days, and I've only pooped once!"

Alan just took a bite of the steamed bun, closed his mouth tightly, and glared at Ke,

"You ......"

But that word lingered a little, the stomach acid churned, and with a "vomit ......", a mouthful of steamed buns was spit out.

Originally, Yike's voice was low enough, but Shen Qingyue didn't receive any impact, but when she saw Alan spit out a mouthful of filth, the hand that had just put down the bowl covered her mouth, and stared at Alan opposite with an expression of disbelief.

Seeing Shen Qingyue's incomprehensible gaze, Alan hurriedly wiped his mouth, pointed to Yike on the side and explained:

"Sister Qingyue, it's not me, it's him, he said......"

"Vomit ......"

Before he finished speaking, Alain, who thought of that word, suddenly took another sip.

This time, Shen Qingyue couldn't help it at all, and quickly ran outside the house, and there were muffled sounds one after another.

Hearing this, the feeling he had just held back struck again, and he couldn't bear it anymore and turned around and ran to a corner of the house, and the mosaic gushed out.

Looking at the reaction of the two, Yike muttered:

"You ...... Is such a big reaction necessary? ”

"When I was in my hometown, I also had dinner with my classmates and talked about this, and I didn't see anyone have such a big reaction!"

Yike pursed his mouth, "It's really weak!" ”

It took a while for Alan to recover, turned his head, and watched Shen Qingyue, who was half-covering his face with his five fingers half-covered, slowly walking into the door, and then anxiously argued:

"Sister Qingyue, it's not ......"

Shen Qingyue hurriedly waved her hand to stop it,

"No, I don't understand anything, don't tell me."

Looking at Shen Qingyue's disgusted expression, Alan was bitter in his heart, glared at Yike angrily, and found that the other party was like a person who had nothing to do, still chewing and eating the steamed buns in his hand slowly.

"It's not that you don't want to eat steamed buns, why are you still eating them, you choke to death."

"Hmph..."

Seeing that Yike didn't react, Alan was helpless, glanced at Shen Qingyue opposite, wanted to speak and stopped, but had no choice but to snort and sit in his position.

"Ah, there it is!"

Yike suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed.

forced the two of them to be stunned for a moment, and they cast strange glances one after another.

Alan was angry and immediately said angrily:

"Are you sick, you can't stop your mouth when you eat steamed buns, can you still eat well!"

Yike completely ignored what Alan said, and still muttered to himself,

"I thought about it."

Shen Qingyue looked at Yike with a stunned look, and couldn't help asking:

"Ake, you...... What comes to mind? ”

Yike's sly gaze slowly swept over the faces of the two, and he asked in a babbling voice:

"You ...... Do you want to eat meat? ”

"Meat? You're crazy about eating meat! Sister Qingyue, let's ignore him. ”

Alain took the conversation and rolled his eyes angrily.

Yike said: "No, I really have a way, just ask if you want to eat, if you don't want to eat, when I come back, you will only have to stare dryly."

Looking at Yike's serious appearance for a while, not only Shen Qingyue, but even Alan was also a little moved.

This meat who does not want to eat unless there is none. But the young man in front of him will always surprise or frighten himself, and in the face of this soul torture, Alan still asked in disbelief:

"Really?"

"Really." Yike nodded affirmatively.

Yike's sincere expression completely aroused the taste buds of the two, and under the ravages of gluttonous insects, both eyes revealed that it was difficult to hide greed.

Yike beckoned, let the two slowly get closer, and casually picked up a dead branch and gestured on the ground:

"Our camp is located in Liuyun East City, the east side is close to the east city wall, the wall is six or seven zhang high, and there are officers and soldiers guarding the city wall, unless I am a bird, I can fly over silently, let's not talk about it."

"Looking at the south side, close to the main road, I have seen this patrol, back and forth, and quite diligent."

"Look at Simon again, don't even think about it. Next, the back ....... ”

The corners of Yike's mouth rose slightly, and after glancing at the two of them. On the ground, along the north side of the square, a wavy line is drawn.

"What do you mean......"

Alain exclaimed.

"That's right, I can get out of here, this camp is built by the water, and the river is nearly ten meters wide, so there is nothing to obstruct, except for a row of two-meter-high fences."

"At this height, I'm still a little confident."

As he spoke, he patted his chest, gestured twice on the spot, and swore solemnly:

"I won the 100-meter freestyle championship in elementary school."