Spring and Autumn I Am King

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Also without rest, there are routine inspections around Chengxiang.

The Zhao soldiers in Chengxiang didn't like to take turns at night. It's late summer now, and the weather is slightly hot, but it's okay, but if it's winter and it's freezing cold, night patrolling is even more of a chore.

But this is the military order issued by the gentleman of the Zhao family, claiming that the two or three sons should "stay safe and be prepared for danger", so they have to obey. So the one hundred guards and one hundred guards were divided into eight twos, who took turns to patrol the night.

However, because Mucha was a gentleman's personal guard, he often stationed under the eaves of the village temple.

Yu Xi's light cavalry took over the patrol duty during the day, but since he started selling wheat flour, he has a new job. Either escorting the convoy of Shang Zigong, or escorting wheat flour, cattle, horses and grains back and forth between Chengxiang and Xinjiang, just happened to be absent tonight.

Tian Ben's nature is laid-back and averse to work, and his temperament of a juvenile does not change. It is said that he took leave of absence from the gentleman today and went back to visit relatives at the Xiagong's house. He also brought the whole couple with him, saying that he would invite them to drink in the Xiagong liquor store.

Therefore, most of the time, the savage-born Well is on duty more often, and he works hard without complaining, but his subordinates are a little bit unfair about it.

But Jing felt that it didn't matter. Compared with his conscience, compared with the guilt in the eyes of the public during the day, the cold wind at night made him feel more comfortable. Of course, he also wanted to go home like Tian Ben, but the house was empty, and his sister was under house arrest in Xixiang by Zhao Shuqi as a bargaining chip to threaten his life.

So tonight, it was Jinglai's turn to be on duty again. He divided the two groups he belonged to into five groups, each responsible for an intersection. He brought a few cronies and came to the entrance to the west of the wall and waited silently.

Looking at the intersection where the moon is dark and the wind is high, Jing couldn't help sighing. The half-year time in Chengxiang was like a dream, and finally the day came when he was woken up. Junzi Uncle Qi's messenger will arrive in a moment, connect with him, and cooperate with several members of the Cheng clan to sneak into the warehouse and the mill, and burn the hoarded grain and wheat flour with fire.

Jing faintly felt that the gentleman seemed to have already known about this matter. Yesterday, he specially let him ride a bicycle to chat, and finally asked him if there was any difficulty at home, and did any relatives want to bring him to Chengxiang?

Jing's words came to his lips, but he remembered his sister's hairpin, and he didn't say it after all. What he didn't know was that Zhao Wuxi showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes after he got out of the car.

Jing retracted his thoughts, became ruthless, and decided to do what he should do today. He turned his head and said to his four cronies, "If the second and third sons regret it, they can leave at any time, report me to the gentleman, and get a merit!"

The savages who came with them from the lower palace have long been promoted to corporal leaders or two Sima. Now Jing's subordinates are mainly newly recruited savages in Chengxiang. Zhao Wuxi usually praised Jing for treating soldiers like brothers, so the soldiers also reciprocated and trusted him very much, but even so, there were only five people who were enough to live and die.

The four of them all refused, expressing that they would follow him all the way to Hei, and Jing nodded, because he was too lazy to speak, and did not say anything sensational.

He continued to look at the intersection, until behind a bush there, a faint flame flashed, like a flying firefly, swaying three times in a row.

After seeing the code on the opposite side, Jing took the torch for patrolling the road and shook it left and right.

So, there were three or four figures in Jiangyi groping at the opposite, and the messenger whom he met in Xinjiang the day before yesterday covered his face again, leaving only a pair of cautious and suspicious eyes that kept moving.

Seeing a few people behind the well, the messenger pulled him and said in a low voice, "Can you trust these people?"

Jing looked at him coldly and replied, "Two or three sons are enough for me to support my life and death!"

The messenger nodded, covering his mouth with a cloth and showing a smile: "After the matter is done, we will evacuate quickly, and when we arrive in Xixiang, the gentleman Shuqi will naturally give you a great deal of wealth, why do you say you will die or not? of?"

But what he thought in his mind was, when the fire burns what should be burned, he will go down the mountain and let the people who are waiting at the foot of the mountain kill him. In this way, the fire became a riot of the Cheng clan because they were dissatisfied with Zhao Wuxi's bad governance.

Even if the suzerain of the Zhao clan investigates the matter after his return, he can still blame Zhao Zhongxin and Cheng He on the wrongdoers. Zhongzi and Shuzi hurt each other, but Shuqi Junzi can sit back and enjoy the profits! What a clever plan!

The messenger and the others followed the well, and walked slowly along the road to the location of the treasury. The messenger looked at the six roads and listened to all directions, but did not find anything unusual until a fork in the road, when the well suddenly stopped and made a suggestion.

He said, "Emperor, I think it's better to divide into two teams and set fire on both sides at the same time. Otherwise, if the treasury is burned first, it will surely disturb the village temple and the soldiers, and it will be too late to go to the craftsman's workshop."

The messenger's eyes flickered, and he finally agreed. This was originally planned. Moreover, Junzi Shuqi confidently told him that Jing had already served them once, and the matter of backing the master is the same as that of a woman who has been robbed of a scholar. After the first time, it is difficult to refuse the second time. .

He gave the order with gestures, and then he and Jing went to the treasury, because it was close to the village temple, which was not conducive to the movement of a large number of people. The rest, led by four of Jing's henchmen, quietly walked towards the craftsman's workshop by the stream.

The treasury was getting closer and closer, and they could see its outline clearly.

At this moment, Jing suddenly asked in a low voice, "By the way, I haven't asked the envoy what to call him? After this is done, you and I have to get along more."

The messenger cursed inwardly, after today, you are a corpse in the barren mountains, what the **** do you get along with?

But in order not to make Jing suspicious, he still said his name in a loud voice.

Jing let out a sigh of relief as if he had been worried, and continued to move forward. After only taking a few steps, he suddenly shrank and said in a hurried voice, "No, someone is coming, squat down!"

The messenger was startled, and nimbly sneaked behind a chestnut tree to avoid it. He probed out to take a look. The door of the treasury in front was closed, and the outside was empty, so there was no one.

People are not in front of you, but behind you!

The messenger trembled in his heart, suddenly felt the wind beside his ears, and subconsciously drew out the dagger that was hidden somewhere, with a bang, blocking the swift stab of the well.

"Thief! You don't want your sister's life anymore?" The messenger threatened in a low voice, staring at the well that was suddenly attacked~www.wuxiahere.com~ I thought to myself that something was wrong, could this be the opposite of Zhao Wuxi's actions? count?

Jing did not answer, he raised his sword again, and from the dark corner, a man who had been crouching for a long time also rushed out, attacking the messenger from behind, who was the soldier arranged by Jing.

It was also tonight that Jing finally made up his mind to never betray a gentleman. But out of cowardice and fear in his heart, he didn't dare to tell Zhao Wuxi about the matter. He just wanted to make a deal with a few of his cronies, cut the matter off, and then lift the person's head and go to plead guilty. .

It can be seen from the last time that the agile civet cat was nailed with a sword, the messenger has superb swordsmanship, and from time to time he will draw out a short sword and throw it, making it hard to guard against.

Soon, the advantage of two-on-one was eliminated. Jing's soldier was hit with a sword and fell to the ground with a grunt. Several wounds were also cut on the well. Even though he tried to fight back, he was forced by the messenger to the wall of an earthen house, and the two blades were stuck together!

The messenger asked fiercely, "Why did you suddenly turn against the water?"

Jing spat on his face, but didn't answer.

"Since you don't hesitate to sacrifice your family's life, and you also want to be loyal to Zhao Wuxi, that's fine, I'll send you to death first, and then sacrifice your sister to accompany you."

Jing fell downwind, the sword edge was getting closer and closer to his face, and the messenger showed a wicked smile through his mask.

However, just when the two were at a stalemate, the door to the treasury not far away suddenly opened! There were many figures inside, and a tall figure rushed out first with heavy steps.

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