Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 752 Chapter 752: Hehe, they are all acquaintances [ask for a monthly ticket]

   Xie Qi naturally wanted to save people.

  After all, the big guy has been an official in the same dynasty for many years, and he has the experience of making a living under Zheng Qiao's high pressure. It can be described as a typical example of sharing weal and woe. It's okay if you don't know, now that you know they are in trouble, you can't just stand by and watch out of emotion and reason.

  Furthermore—

   There are many capable people in the old ministers of the Xin Kingdom.

   Pick and choose can still be used.

   "Shi, Shizang, are you serious?"

  When the fleeing people heard this, they were moved to cry immediately. The tears mixed with the mud spots on their faces and dragged out long marks. Immediately, he didn't bother to ask who Xie Qi worked for, and explained it like a bean.

   It's just that Xie Qi is not alone in this matter.

  He also asked Chu Yao and others for their opinions.

  Chu Yao just thought for a moment: "Is the place far away?"

   Saving people is secondary, and what Chu Yao values ​​more is their favor and connections. My protagonist was congenitally stunted, and few people took the initiative to seek refuge after many years of operation. Although the background of the team members is simple, it is conducive to unifying the voice. Once the territory is to be expanded, the lack of manpower will hinder the progress. If these people can owe favors and form a good relationship, it will be easier to talk in the future. Of course, if it was too late, they could only be blamed for their fate. Chu Yao had a plan in mind.

   Several people hurriedly said: "Not far, not far..."

   I was afraid that Chu Yao would give up saving people because of the distance.

  Chu Yao asked again: "How many troops are there?"

  A few people said: "Five or six hundred people."

  The actual scale should be smaller than this.

  The lunatic Zheng Qiao mobilized the remaining elites in Ganzhou to fight against the Allied Forces of the Dragon Tuning Bureau. As a result, many of the guards stationed in various places were newly recruited, and in some places there were even only old, weak, sick and disabled. Digging pits and burying people does not require many elite troops.

  Chu Yao said: "Call together the soldiers and horses, and go to the rescue."

  Because of Zheng Qiao's generous delivery of the national seal, Qianzhou was in crisis everywhere. Chu Yao didn't dare to risk dividing his troops, let alone stay in one place for a long time, so he simply sent someone to leave an important message. Under the guidance of several people, they went to rescue all the old ministers of Xin Guo.

   Whether to say it or not, the old officials of Xin Guo knew Zheng Qiao well.

  When they were arrested and detained together, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and found that they were all enemies with Zheng Qiao, and Dang even felt a little ominous. In the dark cell, they communicated by sound with their hands on the bars, and integrated the information.

  A dear friend spoke: "Where is the front line?"

   These words are particularly unique in the nearby prison cells.

   Don't you care about the frontline war at all?

Faced with this sentence of soul torture, the other party said unrulyly: "Why should you care about the frontline war? If the news leaked out and Zheng Qiao heard it, wouldn't he hand the knife into his hand? Turn around and plant a crime on me, is there a fate? "

  Since it is going to be bad, it must be completely bad.

   Can't show the slightest bit of professionalism.

  Finally, a voice came from the cell in the diagonally opposite corner: "Oh, Yanzhou has been lost, and only Miaojiang is left in Qianzhou."

  Someone who was more informed joined the group chat: "I heard that Cunshan City was cheated by someone, and Zheng Qiao was still furious. There should be no natural dangers to rely on in Qianzhou, right?"

   "Cunshan City was cheated? Haha, where is the sacred place?"

   Someone said: "I don't know..."

   Another human said: "Maybe he is a nobody?"

Someone else complained: "The group of Dragon Slaying Bureau seems to have few people who can stand on the stage. After all, even their leader is from a grassroots background. If you obey such a person, what kind of hero can be underneath? However, no matter who it is, It is not easy to be able to deceive Jincheng Tangchi's Cunshan City in the hands of Zheng Qiao."

   Chatting and chatting, everyone became a little curious about the "unknown person", until someone with newer news spoke.

   "I heard that Yan Xingning recommended Ping Tiao."

   "Then who?"

   "That person? His surname seems to be Shen."

   "It seems to be called Shen Tang, right?"

  [Shen] This surname is naturally no stranger to the old ministers of the Xin Kingdom. After all, it is the surname of the Xin royal family. Of course, when it comes to the royal family of Xin, all they have left is to cast aside. Only some elderly veterans would sigh a word or two. After all, before the old lord of the Xin Kingdom was old and foolish, he still had a wise time and had a deep affection with his courtiers.

  How do you not miss those days when the monarch and his ministers were in harmony?

  At this time, someone who didn’t know who opened the mouth broke a gossip, and the content of the news was very exciting: "... I heard that Shen Tang seems to be the heir of the Shen family living abroad..."

  The group of people who are in prison are too idle to panic: "..."

  Wait, which Shen family?

   "Could it be the orphan of King Xin?"

  As soon as this guess came out, everyone scolded it back.

  Fart, if this Shen Tang was really the orphan of King Xin's family living abroad, he would have been found back by the old king of Xin long ago.

  He was good at everything in his life, except that his brother was out of the world and had all the four elements, and he could only rely on some big treasures to flourish. Even if he recruited beauties from the people, plundered from the defeated small royal family, and filled the inner courtyard of the palace with beauties, there are some things that he can't do. The body is failing, the psychology is also abnormal, and the methods of governance are becoming more and more dizzy and radical.

  People don’t get a single heir until they are middle-aged. The only concubine of the Xin Kingdom is only the blood of this concubine. The people have always questioned its legitimacy. If the old lord of the Xin Kingdom had such a treasure left over from the sea, he wouldn't have gotten so far in the later stage.

  The explanation of the person who broke the news and gossip.

   "It's not the royal family, it's the Shen family of the Jiuyi clan."

  Speaking of which, among the crowd there are several students of Shen's old friends. They didn't plan to join the group chat at first. After all, they have been in prison for the past few days, and the prison has treated them harshly. The food they give them is either insufficient or has a strange smell. When they heard that it was related to themselves, they also pricked up their ears: "Really? Where did you hear this news?"

The man recalled: "I remember that it was sent to the Xiaocheng area of ​​the Gong family, and brought back the news a few years ago. Didn't that Gong Yunchi of the Gong family marry the lady of the Shen family? It is said that the news came from him. It should be close to ten."

   "This kid joined the Dragon Slaying Bureau and lied to Cunshan City?"

  Everyone laughed and said: "Heaven is clear, and retribution is not good."

   While speaking, the jailer came in to deliver food.

  Some people would rather be hungry than eat, because these meals are filled with drugs that can suppress Wen Qi/Wu Qi, and can also make people weak. This drug has no other harm to the body, and the restraint can be slowly restored after seven days of non-use.

  But if you don't eat for a long time, you will also be weak.

  Someone smashed the jar, eat it!

   "Eat, eat, don't make trouble with your stomach."

  Ghost knows when Zheng Qiao will think of them, wouldn't it be too bad if he starved himself to death? Even if you die, you have to be a dead ghost! The sight of the prison here is dim, and everyone can't tell the time of day and night after staying for a long time, so they can only estimate based on the food delivered by the jailer.

  For some reason, someone quietly said: "If Zheng Qiao is defeated, we will end... Have you ever thought about it?"

   "It's best to lose, and we don't have to be humiliated."

  The man said: "Zheng Qiao will let us go?"

  Everyone was silent.

  Zheng Qiao is an out-and-out lunatic, adhering to the principle of dying together, how will there be a way for them to survive?

   For a moment, everyone felt creepy.

  The thing that worried them most happened.

   On this day, the jailer took them all out of the prison, but instead of putting them home, they were collectively transferred to another place. I can vaguely see someone digging a hole...

   Someone smelled something wrong and took the opportunity to flee in chaos.

  Although their spirits had barely recovered, they escaped unexpectedly due to loose guards, but they still didn't dare to stop, for fear that the pursuers would catch them back.

   Until I met Chu Yao and others.

   When Chu Yao led his troops to arrive, the scene was in chaos, with traces of fighting everywhere. How can this group of virtual prisoners be a strong opponent for soldiers? The big pit has been half filled, and many people have been buried up to their chests...

  The soldiers are shaking their whips to make them work faster.

   Fill the pit with shovel by shovel.

  As soon as Chu Yao's soldiers arrived, the soldiers didn't even have a symbolic resistance, and they all fled in fright. Everyone at the bottom of the pit raised their heads when they heard the movement, and saw a young scholar with gray hair standing above him. The scribes are plainly dressed, but their temperament is first-class and first-class.

   "Are there any living people down there?"

   Hearing the voice, he was still a colleague who was in prison together. The rescued people were overjoyed and said, "There are people alive! We are still alive!"

  Chu Yao said: "Go down and bring the person up."

  As they were dug out of the pit one by one, and they ate hot food, they had a real feeling of being alive. While eating, some people cried bitterly while holding the bowl.

   "What are you crying for? If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed."

  They almost thought they were going to be buried alive.

   Now get back a life, good luck!

   After eating the food, he barely regained some strength. At this time, a young scholar among them adjusted his appearance, smiled slightly, and went forward to salute: "I don't know how to be kind and respectful? If there is a chance in the future, Luan will definitely repay it!"

  Chu Yao was thinking about how to place these people. Who among them was useful and who was useless had to be screened, when he heard a familiar but unpopular surname and asked, "What's your surname?"

  The scholar said: "My surname is Luan."

  Chu Yao asked: "Which word is it?"

  The other party replied: "Tan Luan Zhi Luan."

  Chu Yao: "..."

   "Grandfather, what's wrong?"

  Chu Yao said: "This surname is rare."

   I don't know what is the relationship with Luan Xin.

  He sent someone to invite Luan Xin.

  When Luan Xin walked slowly and limped over, the scholar's eyes seemed to be reminiscent. After a while, he cautiously stepped forward and asked softly, "Mr., is your surname Luan, Mingxin?"

  Luan Xin looked at the scholar in surprise: "Who are you?"

  The scholar was overjoyed immediately: "Father!"

   Chu Yao on the side almost choked on his own saliva. He didn't expect that he could watch Luan Xin's excitement again, so he immediately laughed and joked: "I never thought that the eldest son of Gongyi is so old."

  Scholar, although immature in appearance, is not low in stature.

   This age is older than the children of Luan Xin's family.

  Luan Xin didn't even think about it: "Nonsense, when did Luan have such a big son? Who are you, and why do you call me 'Father'?"

  The scholar was startled when he heard the words, and changed his words in a low voice: "Uncle."

   Now it was Luan Xin's turn to stiffen.

  By using the few lights, he carefully identified the eyebrows and eyes of the scholar in front of him. Although the facial features are stained with dirt, traces of contours can still be seen. From this face approaching to adulthood, Luan Xin could see a bit of familiarity, plus the title of scholar...

   Could it be—

   "Are you Cheng?"

  The "A Cheng" that Luan Xin said was actually his righteous sister's only son, who was adopted at Luan Xin's knee just after he was born. Counting his age, he should be as old as the scholar in front of him. Calling yourself "Father" is not wrong, and there is nothing wrong with calling yourself "Uncle".

  When the scholar heard this, tears filled his eyes.

   "Uncle, you are really still alive."

   "If A Niang knows, she must be very happy."

  Looking at the big nephew with a clear and stupid face, and the expression of "Uncle, it's great that you are still alive", Luan Xin was almost speechless. Although he had never been in touch with the Luan family these years, he was an official of Wen Yangong, and Wen Yangong knew the elder sister.

   It is impossible to say that he is dead.

   "Who told you that something happened to me?"

  Scholar: "Outsiders heard that Wen Yangong lost power and was forced to commit suicide by the head of the Qiu family, and there are rumors that you followed suit..."

  Because of the lack of information from the two places, Qiu Cheng was defeated for several months, and his mother received the news that Shen Jun was cruel and greedy. There is no doubt that the uncle must be torn off by the other party.

  Luan Xin: "..."

  He suspected that the eldest sister even got his spirit card ready.

  The scholar whispered: "Three meals of incense are offered a day."

  Luan Xin: "...At least send someone to confirm it."

   After speaking, he was startled.

  Because of what happened back then, Luan Xin left after his leg injury healed a little. He made it clear that he didn't want to be disturbed, and he never contacted Luan's family after that. However, he doesn't know whether the old master Qiu Cheng helped inform the news...

  Luan Xin let out a long sigh, suppressing redundant thoughts.

   "Are you okay? Have you been frightened?"

  The scholar shook his head obediently: "Uncle, I'm fine."

   Except that I was a little hungry and got kicked when I went down to the pit, there was no other problem. The old minister of Xin Guo who was nearby also heard the conversation between the two, and he was relieved when he heard that there was still such an uncle-nephew relationship. It's good if there are people above.

  Luan Xin brushed the dust from his temple hair.

   Ask the personal guard to fetch a clean clothes for him to change into.

  At this time, out of the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of a suspicious figure bent over and slouched, and he immediately dragged the person back with his gentleness.

  The scholar saw the person clearly and exclaimed, "Uncle!"

  At this time, Luan Xin barely recognized the other party.

   At first he was slightly surprised, then he smiled: "Coincident."

  The person who was arrested was already trembling.

  This person has indulged in sensuality, lewdness, and cultivation all these years. Most of his body has been hollowed out. In addition to this period of imprisonment, he has been tortured to the point of emaciation and gray hair on his temples. The eyes are old and haggard that can't be hidden. At first glance, he doesn't look like Luan Xin's peers, but looks like his father's generation.

   At this time, he was still hunched over, holding his head in his hands.

   Didn't dare to look at Luan Xin at all.

  However, Luan Xin remembered him when he turned into ashes.

   "I haven't seen you for many years, how are you doing?"

  The voice was low and deep like a ghost, and it was cold.

  The scholar looked at Luan Xin and then at his trembling colleague and half-brother, pursed his lips, and took a step back.

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   PS: Oh, by the way, there is a little easter egg related to Zheng Qiao in this chapter, I wonder if anyone has noticed it.

  (end of this chapter)