"I believe that the people in the city still have memories of what happened at the city gate a few days ago. My father was taken away by Prince Pei at that time. We thought Prince Pei would just ask a few questions, but we didn't expect it to take so long. Oh, he didn't come home."
"Everyone, please help us today. We are not here to cause trouble. We just want to see our father."
In Dayingkou, several sturdy men were talking to the people around them, their words full of humility.
The people who were watching saw this and unconsciously felt soft-hearted.
"If what you say is true, we will definitely help, but you have to remember that we don't help randomly."
"Yes, we just look at your filial piety."
In the camp, Song Shuwan listened to the words outside and turned her head slightly to look at Lin Cong: "What does General Lin think?"
Lin Cong gritted his teeth and immediately said after hearing the inquiry: "They must have a problem."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips, a look of helplessness flashed in her eyes. That was not what she wanted to say at all. How did Lin Cong become a general?
This kind of careless look is not what Pei Huan wants as his right-hand man, right?
She thought so, but there was no change in Song Shuwan's face.
"General Lin, what I mean is, how are you going to deal with this situation?"
Lin Cong said without hesitation: "Explain the situation clearly and let everyone disperse."
Song Shuwan: "..."
If we really want to deal with it as Lin Cong said, this afternoon, Lin Yujun's words of disregarding human life will be spread in Anyuan City.
She said this with a slightly more serious tone: "General Lin, this is not a trivial matter. According to your opinion, it is better for me to take the initiative."
After that, Song Shuwan walked out directly.
Almost instantly, she was discovered.
"Look, it's Miss Song."
"If I remember correctly, that old man was brought into the camp because of Miss Song."
Among the various discussions, Song Shuwan smiled and stood in the middle, turning her eyes to look at the men standing at the front.
"I know why you are here."
A man with a scar on his face immediately spoke: "Since Miss Song knows our purpose, can we ask our father to come out?"
Song Shuwan smiled: "Logically speaking, I should invite the person out, but..."
She paused and looked around, as if she wanted to take in every face in her eyes.
"You brought so many people here, but it makes me very nervous. Do I need to bring so many strangers to meet my father?"
One word for common people, one word for strangers.
The gate of the camp fell into a deathly silence.
Even the few people who were shouting to see their father remained silent for the moment. They just exchanged glances with each other. Finally, the man with the scar on his face came out.
"Miss Song, they are just worried. They have no other intention in coming here. Please also ask Miss Song to bring our father out. As long as we are sure that he is okay, we will leave immediately."
The people watching followed up and said, "Yes, Miss Song, please bring the people out. Let's take a look and leave."
Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her mouth, but if you look closely, you will find that the smile did not reach her eyes.
"If you say you want to see it, do I have to let you see it?"
Lin Cong's heart skipped a beat as he was hiding behind him. Miss Song thought it was not suitable for him to show his face, but when Miss Song's words came out, wouldn't it be equally inappropriate for him?
The scar-faced man was anxious: "Why don't you show it to us? Miss Song, there are so many people here, are you feeling guilty?"
Song Shuwan looked at him with strange eyes: "Who told you that if I don't show it to you, I feel guilty?"
The scar-faced man's eyes flickered: "Does anyone else need to say this? Doesn't Miss Song's appearance mean she has a guilty conscience?"
"I disappoint you. This is really not a guilty conscience, but...this is the rule."
Song Shuwan looked around again and raised her voice slightly: "This is Lin Yujun's camp. It is not someone's backyard, nor is it someone's teahouse or restaurant. If you come to see people, do I have to take them out? Then next time, If you gather together again and ask to enter Lin Yu's army camp, do I have to let you in too?"
"There are no rules, no rules, just like you and others. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they would have sent people to break up the group as soon as you got together. Prince Pei is gentle, but that doesn't give you any reason to offend at will. Do you understand? "
Song Shuwan's words were cut and beaten, both soft and hard, leaving the people around speechless.
As time passed by, Song Shuwan frowned slightly when she saw that they were still standing there with no intention of leaving.
What do these people mean? Is it possible that the stalemate here will lead to an outcome?
While thinking, Song Shuwan's eyes shifted slightly back. If this was the case, they would have to take action at the gate of the camp today.
At this moment, there was a sound of horse hoofbeats. Everyone looked for the sound and saw a man in black riding a horse. He arrived in front of the camp gate and tightened the reins neatly.
The horse neighed and stopped, and Pei Huan looked down at everyone: "How come there are so many people gathered at the gate of Lin Yujun's camp in this blue sky and white sun?"
Song Shuwan stepped forward and explained the process in very concise words.
Pei Huan groaned, and his slightly raised tone was filled with anger: "When will ordinary people be able to come and make chaos in front of Lin Yujun's camp? Or are you trying to use the people here to force me to agree to something? ?”
"Thump thump!"
The surrounding area instantly fell to their knees, and only a few men who came to find their father were still standing.
"Your Majesty, you have misunderstood. We are not trying to force you to agree to anything. We are just confused about the situation, so we came to take a look."
"Yes, yes, we are just here to take a look."
Amidst the chorus of responses, the scar-faced man suddenly rushed towards Song Shuwan.
Pei Huan's eyes were sharp, and he swung the whip in his hand and whipped it directly towards the scar-faced man. At the same time, a little golden light also rushed towards him.
"ah!"
Just hearing a scream, the scar-faced man fell directly to the ground, and then his whole body became stiff and could not move at all.
Pei Huan turned over and dismounted: "Catch them all! And you, do you want to follow us or retreat?"
The people kneeling on the ground left without hesitation.
In an instant, Lin Yu's army was the only one left in front of the camp.
Song Shuwan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Pei Huan with a smile: "The prince has come back at the right time."
Pei Huan also felt that it was time for him to come back. He put his thoughts away and walked slowly to the scar-faced man.
"You are very brave if you dare to attack her."
The scar-faced man rolled his eyes: "So what if I do it? You hurt my father, and I will make you suffer."
Pei Huan's eyes darkened: "Did I harm your father?"
At this time, Song Shuwan pulled him from behind and said softly: "That old man is dead."
Pei Huan narrowed his eyes: "How long have you been dead?"
"It didn't take long, about half an hour."
Pei Huan's eyes were sharp, and he stepped on the back of the scar-faced man's hand: "Interrogate me carefully, I want to see who can insert his hands into my Lin Yujun's camp!"
