In Zhuozhou City, Meng Wangsheng had a sad face, the grain and grass were no longer enough, in order to save food, Meng Wangsheng, as the chief general, only ate a bowl of coarse grain rice every day.

But it is not enough to save alone, the grain will eventually be eaten, they collect grain from the people, and the people's life is not easy, the family is closed and dare not come out, the soldiers who go to collect grain eat the closed door, and the anxious people break into the door directly, and the timid people take the initiative to take out the food, but some of them pick up the kitchen knives and axes at home, and would rather fight for their lives than give a grain of grain.

The situation was developing in the direction that Meng Wangsheng least wanted to see.

He was guarding the city, but the people in the city did not feel the kindness, at the beginning, Meng Wangsheng was cold, but later he understood.

The reason why the people are not grateful is because they are not defending the city for the people.

Because this is the last line of protection for the capital, they protect the capital, not the people of the city.

Meng Wangsheng climbed the city tower, outside the city were the thousands of troops of the King of Jin, and inside the city were lifeless streets.

Meng Wangsheng was at a loss in his heart.

At this moment, there was a commotion from the castle tower.

He looked down, and the noise came from a scruffy Taoist who was holding an ironclad sign in his hand.

The Taoist raised his head and met Meng Wangsheng, who was leaning over and looking down.

"What is General Meng doing? Defend the capital? Hahaha, the capital is in Jinling, far away from here. ”

Meng Wangsheng's heart sank, the capital was in Jinling, and the words of the sloppy Taoist gave him the heaviest blow.

His family is also in Jinling, and they are hostages.

Fall, family died.

Fighting hard to the end, as long as it ends in failure, his family will not die well.

What if he dies? Will the King of Qi and the Emperor spare his family for the sake of his martyrdom?

Meng Wangsheng's heart was galloping like a horse galloping and committing suicide, this was the best way he could come up with.

His hand subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword, and at this moment, the sloppy Taoist under the city tower suddenly took out something from his bosom: "General Meng can know this thing?" ”

Looking at that kind of thing, Meng Wangsheng suddenly momented, it was his son's jade flute, he reprimanded his son for losing his mind, but he still spent a lot of money to find this jade flute made by a famous family in the previous dynasty and gave it to his son.

The son couldn't put it down, and since then this jade flute has been carried with him and never left him.

"Let him come up." Meng Wangsheng said.

The sloppy Taoist went up to the city tower and held the jade flute in front of Meng Wangsheng with both hands.

Meng Wangsheng took the jade flute, that's right, this is the one he gave to his son, and the words on it were engraved by himself.

"Why is this in your possession?" Meng Wangsheng asked.

The sloppy Taoist smiled slightly: "Of course it was sent by the eldest prince, by the way, Mrs. Zhongyong asked the poor Dao to tell General Meng, Mrs. Meng, the two sons and a nephew are now in Shunde Mansion, safe." ”

Meng Wangsheng's body shook, the news came too suddenly, and he couldn't bear it.

"The young master is ...... The Xie family? ”

The sloppy Taoist sold a pass: "General Meng has a good idea in his heart." ”

Meng Wangchang breathed a long sigh of relief, and then became nervous again: "It was Mrs. Zhongyong who saved them?" ”

The sloppy Taoist smiled slightly: "As long as General Meng knows that you don't have any worries at this time, it's enough." ”

Meng Wangchang exhaled a long breath: "What does Mrs. Zhongyong command?" ”

Mrs. Zhongyong is Li Jinxiu, the old lady of Wu'anhou's mansion, Meng Wangsheng not only knows that Wu'anhou is ordered to guard the capital, but he also knows that Wu'anhou's mansion is left in the capital, and people have long left behind.

There is no free lunch in the world, and when the Marquis of Wu'an rescued his wife and children, he must express it.

The sloppy Taoist smiled and said, "Wu Anhou has arrived at his old man's ......."

Meng Wangsheng was taken aback, Wu Anhou arrived?

Is this here to help?

But Wu Anhou only has 5,000 men and horses in his hands, not to mention whether he can withstand the army of King Jin, he brought all the horses to Zhuozhou, so what should the capital do?

The sloppy Taoist lowered his voice: "Don't hide it from General Meng, the poor Dao was really sent by the King of Jin to persuade him to surrender." ”

Meng Wangsheng immediately became alert, this Taoist is the person of King Jin? Has the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion already submitted to the King of Jin?

As if seeing what he was thinking, the Taoist looked solemn: "What do you want?" Under Yuan Gang, he was a guest of the King of Jin, but Yuan's benefactor had a great friendship with the old lady of Wu'an's Hou Mansion. ”

The corners of Meng Wangsheng's mouth twitched, there is still such a favor?

Persuasion can also help people bring a message?

"Wu'anhou is now in Baijiatun, you must know where Baijiatun is in Zhuozhou, and the next thing is the matter between the two of you, and the poor road can't be managed, but looking at the situation in your city, I'm afraid it won't drag on for a few days, General Meng still has to find a way out for himself."

After Yuan Gang finished speaking, he saluted Meng Wangsheng, turned around and went down the city tower, Meng Wangsheng looked at his back and disappeared into a tile house.

How did this Yuan Gang get into the city?

Could it be that there is another secret passage in the city that leads to the outside of the city that he doesn't know?

Meng Wang broke out in a cold sweat.

In the evening, Meng Wangsheng changed his disguise. Exiting the city through a known secret passage, taking the path around the Jin army camp, standing on the hillside, looking at the lights on the march camp in the distance, he let out a long sigh.

If he wanted to run for his life, this was a good opportunity, but he couldn't.

Meng Wangsheng smiled bitterly, he was really impulsive, how could he believe that Yuan Gang's words only with his son's jade flute, if this was just a trap, what if Wu Anhou was not in Baijiatun?

But he has no way out, he wants to gamble.

An hour later, Meng Wangsheng came to Baijiatun.

It wasn't until he saw that familiar face that Meng Wangsheng's heart was hanging all the way that he let go.

Wu'an Hou Lu Pingnan is really here!

"Lao Lu, is it really you?" Meng Wangsheng's tears were about to flow out, he was not so excited when he married his beloved wife.

Lu Pingnan patted him on the shoulder: "You think I want to come, it's not that my mother forced me to come." ”

Meng Wangsheng smiled, when he was a child, he didn't go to Lu's house to eat, this is the friendship that comes out of rice, and he can save his life at a critical moment.

"Lao Lu, how many people have you brought here? Did you bring all the 5,000 people in the capital? You're out, what should I do in the capital? Meng Wangsheng asked.

"There is my mother in the capital, don't underestimate my mother, that's the Dinghai God Needle. In addition, I didn't come by myself, my third child also came, and he was in Qi Town.

In addition, my mother also sent someone over.

Lao Meng, let's fight this battle together. ”

Meng Wangsheng was moved to tears, he grabbed Lu Pingnan's hand, and said excitedly: "From now on, your mother is my mother, and my son is your son!" ”

(End of chapter)