The next day.
The rooster crows, and the sky is filled with fish-belly white morning glow. The night is dark, and the awe-inspiring righteousness hangs down.
Qin Geng came to Tianlao.
The reason why he came so early was because he had to deal with the corpse in the king's nest.
As soon as he walked in, Zheng Jixun came out with a pair of dark circles under his eyes. Zheng Jixun had gained a lot of weight from sitting down for the past few days.
"Here we go"
Qin Geng thought of Wang Chao who committed suicide yesterday and felt it was ironic.
Immediately afterwards, because Qin Geng did not give in in time, one of Zheng Jixun's followers pointed at his nose and scolded him: "You are so blind that you dare to block the way of my uncle."
Qin Geng remembered this bitch's face.
When the other party is in trouble that day, he will definitely suck him dry.
Ever since he learned the Beiming Heaven Swallowing Technique, Qin Geng looked at everyone like a blood bag.
When I arrived at the cell at Xuanzi No. 18, I found that Wang Chao's body was missing. After inquiring, I learned that Huang Wenbing wanted to behead Wang Chao's body again.
His mother's.
Qin Geng hurriedly arrived at Caishikou.
It's not too late.
On the stage, Wang Chao's head was pressed against the wooden pier.
Qin Geng looked around and saw that not many people came, and they all whispered that Huang Wenbing was shameless.
Ordinary people are irrational. As long as an official is beheaded, regardless of whether the crime was truly heinous or framed, they will applaud loudly.
Ordinary people are also rational. As long as they are not officials, they always have a strong sense of right and wrong.
On the execution platform with the flag flying, the person who executed him was none other than Huang Wenbing, stroking three strands of his goatee beard with his hand, showing full official authority.
Regarding everyone's scolding, his attitude is: "It's up to you to laugh and scold, and I will do it myself as a good official."
After spending so many years in the officialdom, Huang Wenbing had already seen clearly that as long as he hugged his thighs, no matter how harshly scolded by ordinary people who had no power at all, they would not be able to hurt him even a hair.
In a blink of an eye, it was noon. Since it was already late winter, the sun was not strong.
"cut"
Throw down a red token.
Wang Chao dropped his head.
Huang Wenbing, who was very happy in his heart, sneered: "This is what happens when you write anti-poetry."
Qin Geng took a deep look at Huang Wenbing, turned around and left.
Time flies by like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, four years have passed.
Qin Geng unfortunately said what he said, the war in the northwest not only did not get better, but intensified.
First, the imperial army was defeated one after another, and then, fifty thousand barbarians from the northwest went south under the leadership of Taishi Tuohuan, who had the cultivation of an innate master.
It caused people in the capital to panic. The nobles and grain dealers in the capital took the opportunity to drive up the price of food. The price of food more than doubled. The court took action to suppress the price of food. Afterwards, those without background were arrested, and those with background had nothing to do. .
Of course, all this has nothing to do with Qin Geng.
For Qin Geng, the only thing he should do is improve his cultivation.
In the past four years, Qin Geng sucked six masters in total.
It’s not that the efficiency is low, but it’s that you can’t smoke casually, your cultivation level is too high, you can’t smoke it, there are too many people paying attention, you can’t smoke it, your internal energy is too complex, and the quality is too low, you can’t smoke it. You also have to consider the endurance of the muscles and Dantian. Despite this, Qin Geng still He gained seventy years of internal strength and reached the state of an innate master.
A dark, damp and cramped prison.
In Qin Geng's single room, the fire was burning brightly. Qin Geng, who was sitting upright, suddenly opened his eyes as bright as gems, stretched out his fist as big as a sandbag, and said in his heart: "This punch has seventy years of internal strength, who can Can you stop it?"
Get up, walk out of the room, and come to the place where the jailer rests. No one is gambling, everyone is whispering.
This made Qin Geng realize that something was wrong. He listened for a while and got a shocking news.
The imperial commander of Wanlong went on a personal expedition.
Wanlong is crazy. A man who has never fought in a war actually leads a large army to fight against a barbarian army.
At this moment, Pei Lun appeared. He changed his usual casualness and said with a stern expression: "The warden has issued an order, and His Majesty is marching outside personally. How can a minister be at ease? There will be no rest during the New Year this year."
The jailers suddenly became noisy. They didn't take a break during the New Year, which was too much.
The barbarians are just about to attack, but they are not really coming.
Pei Lun's face immediately dropped, "Ma Dianyu said, if you don't do it, there will be others who will do it."
Everyone suddenly fell silent.
This shitty place has a lot of everything but a lot of people.
I pissed off Ma Dianjiu, so I won’t come again next year.
“During the Chinese New Year, money doubles”
Pei Lun said again.
Everyone feels a lot better.
After Pei Lun left, Shen Lian took Qin Geng and walked out.
"what?"
On a cold day, Qin Geng didn't want to go outside at all.
“You’ll know when you get there”
Shen Lian gave Qin Geng a mysterious smile.
Soon, Shen Lian and Qin Geng came to an alley next to Tianlao.
There was already a group of thinly dressed people waiting here.
Because they had waited so long, these people were already turning blue from the cold.
Seeing Qin Geng and Shen Lian, they immediately surrounded him like ducks out of the cage.
"Seven days as substitute, three hundred coins per person."
Shen Lian stretched out three fingers.
It turned out that he was looking for temporary workers, Qin Geng suddenly realized.
"Three hundred coins is too little."
“Can you please add more?”
…
Everyone said dissatisfied.
Shen Lian's face sank and he said, "If you don't do it, others will."
The people at the scene immediately fell silent.
No one in this land can resist these words.
After a while, Shen Lian and Qin Geng made an agreement with this group of people. They would be on duty for seven days and each would be paid three hundred coins.
Shen Lian asked: "Will the Jiaofang Secretary go?"
"Looking for Miaotong again?"
Qin Geng was speechless.
He had seen that Miaotong before. She wasn't that good-looking, and her eyes were a little dull. I wonder what Shen Lian liked about her?
"I am ready to redeem her life"
After Shen Lian finished speaking, all the muscles in his body suddenly relaxed.
Obviously, he had been thinking about this decision for a long time.
Qin Geng looked at Shen Lian like a fool.
If you redeem yourself now, you will definitely be slaughtered.
In words, Qin Geng did not persuade. He always respected the fate of others.
"gone"
Shen Lian couldn't wait to go to Jiaofangsi. Tomorrow, Jiaofangsi was also on holiday.
Qin Geng went to buy various supplies. He seriously doubted that the imperial court would be defeated in this battle.
North of the capital.
Accompanied by Wang Zhen, the leader of the internal ministers, Bandung led 80,000 sergeants, claiming to be 500,000, and braved the biting cold wind to advance with the heart of making achievements.
The morale of the army is not very high.
This is because it only took Bandung two days from making the decision to leading the troops to attack, and there was a serious lack of preparation. Many soldiers were hungry and hurried on in single clothes. In less than 200 miles, a hundred people died.
In the chariot, which was as warm as spring, Wan Long held Mei Ji in his arms, with a smile on his face. For the first time in his twenty-two years on the throne, Wan Long looked like an emperor.
"Your Majesty, the chicken soup is no longer hot."
Another beautiful girl with creamy skin gently fed Wan Long.
Wanlong, who had no appetite after being jolted by the chariot, took a sip and spat it into a basin nearby with a look of disgust on his face.
He muttered, the taste was quite different from the one in the palace.
The beauties were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, trembling, and accidentally exposed many beautiful things.
"I don't blame you, we are not in the palace after all."
Wan Long waved his hand generously.
