The daughter of the emperor was reborn and was spoiled by the sickly prince.

The next day, before dawn, a flurry of footsteps was heard outside the dilapidated temple.

"Sieve this place up and don't let anyone escape!"

A voice sounded like thunder, waking everyone from their sleep.

Liao Qinglan sat up suddenly and exchanged glances with Gu Mingzhao.

Both of them recognized that this was the voice of Guo Kun who had conspired with Xue San in Baihua Tower that day.

The beggars in the temple were frightened by the sudden noise and trembled in fear. They retreated deeper into the temple, their faces filled with fear and helplessness.

Liao Qinglan supported Gu Mingzhao beside her, and followed the crowd, retreating timidly with her head lowered.

Guo Kun's figure soon appeared at the temple gate.

He said loudly: "Brothers, don't panic. You are living in this dilapidated temple, eating and sleeping in the open air. This is not a long-term solution. My master intends to recruit soldiers. If you are willing to leave with me, you can get rid of this hard life in the future."

These beggars have long been accustomed to a free and easy life and are unwilling to be restricted by others.

A young beggar was the first to attack, cursing: "I like this kind of free life, I won't work like a slave for you, let me go!"

He tried to push away the soldiers blocking his way and try to escape.

Guo Kun's eyes turned cold, and the spear in his hand stabbed out like lightning, directly piercing through the chest of the young beggar.

The young beggar's eyes were wide open with shock on his face. He could not believe that he would end up like this until he fell to the ground and died.

Seeing their companions die tragically, everyone in the temple fell silent and no one dared to resist.

Guo Kun kicked the body in front of him away indifferently, and two palace soldiers quickly stepped forward and carried the body away.

"If you know what's best for you, follow me! If anyone refuses to obey, they will end up like that person just now!"

Guo Kun no longer pretended to be polite with them and gave orders directly without any questioning.

Seeing this, Boss Chen thought about it in his mind, and quickly stepped forward, bowed and said: "Sir, I am the leader of these beggars. Everyone here listens to me. I am willing to lead them to surrender to you!"

"You know the situation." Guo Kun smiled and said, "In that case, I will appoint you as a centurion."

Boss Chen was overjoyed and immediately stood on Guo Kun's side, saying to everyone: "We are all miserable people, it's the same no matter where we are. We might as well follow this gentleman, so that we can have someone to rely on in the future!"

The bloodstains in front of the door had not yet dried, so naturally no one dared to object and they all nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Guo Kun nodded with satisfaction and ordered his men, "Count the number of people and take them all away."

*

Guo Kun's men conducted a detailed inventory of everyone in the ruined temple, even lifting up the tablecloth on the altar to check to make sure no one was missed.

After they asked and registered everyone's names one by one, only Liao Qinglan, Gu Mingzhao and Old Man Qin were left.

The palace soldiers looked at them with difficulty, not knowing what to do. Finally, they brought the three of them to Guo Kun.

"Mr. Guo, everyone else has been registered, but I don't know what to do with these three people." The palace soldier reported the work situation.

Guo Kun looked at them with a look of disdain.

One is old, one is young, and one is sick.

Except for the small one which still has some use, the other two would undoubtedly be a burden to take back.

"Leave the younger one here and kill the other two." Guo Kun's tone was cold, as if he was not talking about human lives but unimportant trivial matters.

Liao Qinglan hurriedly blocked the two of them and said in a terrified manner, "Sir, please spare my life! My uncle and brother are both useful people, please don't kill them!"

"Then tell me, what use can they be? If you can't say anything and you've wasted my time, I'll let you be buried with them!" Guo Kun said cruelly.

"Although my uncle is old, he is an excellent cook, especially good at making dumplings and steamed buns. He will definitely be able to serve you, my Lord." Liao Qinglan pointed out the old man Qin's specialty.

Guo Kun nodded: "In that case, let this old man come with us."

His eyes fell on Gu Mingzhao again: "We must not keep this person here. If there is any infectious disease, it will harm everyone."

After saying that, Guo Kun covered his mouth and nose in disgust and signaled his men to take Gu Mingzhao away.

Liao Qinglan stood guard in front of Gu Mingzhao and said, "My brother is not sick. He was poisoned by an enemy! We two brothers have been hiding from our enemies, so we are hiding in this broken temple! My brother is very skilled in martial arts. If you can cure my brother, we two brothers will follow your lead in the future!"

Only then did Guo Kun look at Gu Mingzhao carefully.

Although his face was pale, he had a handsome appearance and extraordinary bearing. He was indeed not an ordinary beggar.

Moreover, Liao Qinglan's mention of enemies just now made Guo Kun even more alert.

Those who have enemies are generally people from the underworld.

People in the underworld often have outstanding skills.

If he could recruit a capable person, it might bring him unexpected gains.

The lord in the capital might reward him handsomely!

Guo Kun thought about it for a long time, and finally said: "Forget it, the three of you should follow me back to the capital. But I have to say this in advance. If you survive to reach the capital, there will be doctors to treat you. As for the journey, I don't have the time to take care of you!"

Liao Qinglan was filled with gratitude and bowed repeatedly: "Thank you very much, sir! I will definitely take good care of my uncle and brother, and will never cause any trouble to you, sir!"

Guo Kun was very pleased with her humble attitude, so he asked his men to register the names of the three of them.

Liao Qinglan wrote down the names "Long Yin" and "Long Wei" in the booklet, and took a look at the names on them.

The name registered by Old Man Qin is "Qin Yunhan".

I don't know if it's his real name.

On a cold winter day, the palace soldiers closely escorted the group and set out on the journey back to the capital.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, but the team's pace is unusually heavy, and they do not slacken at all due to the festival.

They guarded it so strictly that not a single thing could leak out.

The soldiers kept a close eye on every movement in the team and dared not slack off in the slightest.

Qin Yunhan and Gu Mingzhao, because of their weak bodies, staggered at the end of the team, and no one suspected them.

While no one was paying attention, Qin Yunhan quietly walked up to Liao Qinglan and said softly, "It seems that this is the purpose of your infiltrating among the beggars."

Gu Mingzhao, who had been pretending to be weak, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard Qin Yunhan's words.

There was a cold light flashing in his eyes, and his right hand unconsciously stroked the hilt of the Longyuan Sword, as if he was ready to draw the sword at any time.