Chapter 302: An Army Is Like a Thief (Second Watch)

"Go home?" Abu stared at Cai Yan with some consternation in his eyes.

To be honest, when he saw Cai Yan for the first time, he had a feeling that Cai Yan couldn't explain clearly, after all, Tang and Jing Wu had been at war for many years, and Cai Yan, as a son and daughter of Tang State, naturally had his heart towards Tang State, and the two seemed to be enemies by nature.

And Mipu is the stronghold of Jing Wu's secret agent in Ding'an City, and when Cai Yan discovered this secret, he even thought about whether to kill her to prevent the secret from leaking.

However, this was just a sudden thought, and it was quickly suppressed by his reason. He is not the kind of person who is easy to kill, Tang Guotai Academy has always implemented the education of "benevolence-oriented", and he will not show the butcher knife and the killing heart until the last resort.

Cai Yan seems to be just a bird yearning for freedom, one day she will get out of the cage, and she will look at everything in the outside world with curiosity and interest.

Jing Yu is not a murderer, so he didn't really eradicate Cai Yan's potential hidden danger, but just specially sent additional manpower to keep an eye on Cai Yan just in case.

Qin Ke thought that Gao Yishui could know that the two of them were watching the stars on the roof for most of the night, because he stumbled upon it when he got up at night, but in fact, it was just that he and Jing Yu listened to the spies' report together.

Now Cai Yan said that he wanted to go back, and Jing Yu didn't have the slightest intention of objecting, what was the plan or ......

Perhaps, is it because Cai Yong has lost power? Or is it simply pity for this girl who has been shocked overnight in her family?

When he was about to go out, Jing Yu didn't forget to remind: "It's not safe on the road, you have to be careful, now there are twice as many people patrolling the streets than before, and everywhere there are arrests of fleeing rebels, and the people of the Southern Army are no better than those soldiers under Li Qi...... In short, it's hard to put it into words. When I came back, I heard that Cai Mansion had been surrounded by a regiment of A Corps, nominally for protection, but I thought ...... This should be surveillance. ”

Qin Ke nodded and looked at Cai Yan.

And Cai Yan just smiled slightly and said, "I'm not afraid, not to mention that my family has not been condemned as an anti-party now, so I won't be killed on the street." ”

Abu nodded and said, "It's okay for you to think so, but be careful." He looked at Qin Ke, "Come back early." ”

Qin Ke nodded, the two staggered, and Qin Ke and Cai Yan both walked out of the door.

Abu is right, the current Ding'an City can be called turbulent.

Because some of the rebel sergeants and dead men had absconded, in order to capture them, the troops patrolled the road one after another.

They lined up in a neat line, their steps steady, and the knives at their waists were soaked in blood all night, so that people could smell a choking smell of blood from afar.

Pedestrians on the road only dared to walk slowly and cautiously on both sides of the road, for fear that if they walked faster, they would be caught as a rebel with evil intentions.

Last night, the patrol battalion also joined the rebel ranks, and now all of them have been imprisoned, and most of the sergeants who swaggered and patrolled the streets were from the Southern Army, and the Southern Army, as the name suggests, was naturally to conquer the army of Jingwu in the South.

In the early years, this army did not exist, and it was only after the Tang State declared war on Jingwu a few years ago that the elite drawn from the garrisons in various places formed the current "Zhengnan Army".

After the failure of the attack on Jingwu, the Tang State learned from the pain, while strengthening the armament, it also continued to strengthen the training and supply of the Zhengnan Army, and now the Zhengnan Army, 100,000 foot soldiers, 70,000 cavalry, and most of them have been on the battlefield, and they naturally have an invincible killing intent, which is enough to make these ordinary people who are used to living a comfortable life tremble.

And just when Qin Ke and Cai Yan were walking only a few hundred steps on the street, there was a businessman who looked a little suspicious, and after a chaotic pursuit, he was pressed to the ground by several sergeants without resistance.

"Run, run again?" the sergeant sneered, "Don't pee and take care of yourself, the city gates are closed, where can you run?"

The merchant who was pressed to the ground was full of fear, and opened his mouth wide and said, "I'm not against the party...... I'm not against the party...... Treat unjustly...... Wronged ......"

The sergeant snorted and said, "Since you are wronged, why are you walking and cowering? Are you afraid of being seen? We call you, what are you running? Do you say that you are not weak-hearted?"

"Small...... Since childhood, he has been timid......" Shang Jia cried.

And the lieutenant, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines among the sergeants, laughed in a low voice: "Cowardly? In front of my brothers, the cowardly people can't even run, right? Hehe, take it back! If there is any grievance, go to the prison and say, when they think that you are really wronged, they will naturally let you out." ”

"Take it back!" shouted another sergeant on the side, a vicious smile on his face.

None of the other people on the street dared to help him shout a word of injustice, and even many avoided him like a snake and scorpion, for fear of being implicated.

The owner of a shop on the side gritted his teeth and began to knock on the door panel in broad daylight - although doing business for a few days would reduce his income, but if he was inexplicably beaten as a "rebel" and went to prison, even if he didn't die, he would have to peel off his skin, and it was really not worth taking such a risk to open the door to do business.

It's just unexpected that just when the boss finished beating the last door panel, these patrolling sergeants gathered over, and one of them shook the long knife in his hand and shouted: "In broad daylight, what are you doing when the door is closed?"

The owner of the dim sum shop looked at these sergeants and complained bitterly in his heart, but he didn't dare to show anything on his face, and said calmly: "Master Jun...... I, I'm not doing business today......"

"Why don't you do business? Hey, I see that you are a roe deer, are you also a traitor? What do you want to do when you close the door and don't do business in broad daylight......?

The boss's face was pale, his eyes were white, as if he had seen through the cruel gaze of the sergeant, the dark prison and the red-hot soldering iron, and the sound of sizzling sounded on his flesh, with a hint of burnt meat......

His legs were weak and he almost fell to the ground, but the sergeant stretched out a strong arm and lifted him up, laughing and saying: "Don't be afraid, if you are not rebellious, we will not arrest you, as long as you can prove your innocence, the brothers will turn around and leave, nothing else!"

"This ...... Dare...... Dare...... Dare to ask the military master...... "The boss didn't care much at this time, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and begged half-bent his knees: "How can Xiaomin prove his innocence?"

"That's so easy......" The sergeant approached the boss, took his hand abruptly, reached into his sleeve, stretched out two fingers, and scratched his wrist lightly.

The boss was a little confused at first, but soon understood that this was clearly asking him for money!

It's just that the number required is more than double that of the previous patrol battalion, which makes him a little painful.

But he also knows that whether he can enter the prison now is a matter of other people's words, if he enters the prison, it is unknown whether he will have his life or not, and even if he has more money, he will not be blessed to enjoy it.

He nodded with a dejected face, rummaged through the counter, and took out a piece of silver: "Master Jun...... You put away your ......."

When the sergeant looked at the piece of silver, he was not happy and angry, and his eyes widened, and he said, "What do you mean by this?

"Huh?" The boss didn't know what he wanted to say, he looked at the silver taels in his hand, and said that it was really not appropriate to send away food, when would he, the owner of a small dim sum shop, be able to be so extravagant and use silver taels to ask for food?

The sergeant snorted, straightened his chin, and said, "How many fingers did I have just now?"

"Two ......"

"So it's two taels?" the sergeant sneered and said, "What I want is ......" He opened his mouth, but he no longer made a sound, but the shape of his mouth had already made the boss understand.

"Two hundred taels?" the boss said in a lost voice, "this...... This...... How do you say it? Two hundred taels, this little people can't give it even if they smash the pot and sell iron. ”

"Not necessarily, right?" the sergeant brushed aside the boss, walked into the shop, casually grabbed a piece of soft glutinous pastry, threw it into his mouth and chewed it while saying, "How rich Ding'an City is, we all know that your serious dim sum shop should have been in business for many years......, right? You've got to figure it out, is there or isn't?"

"Nope. The boss gritted his teeth and replied, but he quickly panicked because of the stern glance of the sergeant, "Master Jun...... I'm not a big deal, that's all I get in a year...... The whole family still needs to eat, or else...... Less?"

The sergeant didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said, "Then it's no wonder to me, brothers...... Arrest him, take him back for interrogation, and see if he has an anti-party background?"

The two sergeants, who had been waiting outside the shop for news, were obviously a little displeased when they heard this, and followed in, looking at the two pairs of eyes of the boss as if they were staring at the falcon of its prey, sharp with greed.