To kill or not to kill, this is a question worth pondering, but after two seconds, Xu Zizhen dispelled this idea. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Qin Hui will cause trouble in the court in the future, but Xu Zizhen believes that with his layout this year, even if Qin Hui can return to the court as an official in the future, it is unlikely that he will be reused, and even if he is reused, he will not be able to set off much storm, of course, the premise is that he can go back alive, and the premise of going back alive is that he has to clamp his tail now.

It's just that Xu Zizhen discovered one thing, Qin Hui in the past was arrogant, and he was very disdainful of the peace behavior of the Great Song Dynasty, but now he seems to have changed as a person, not that his image has changed, but his whole person's spirit has changed, and he has become cautious, and even his eyes are cringe when he looks at the Jin Bing next to him.

Xu Zizhen doesn't even need to guess to know what treatment Qin Hui has received along the way, Jin Bing is tyrannical and rude, the book says that there are more than 3,400 women abducted from Bianjing, but when they arrived in Huining, there were only more than 1,900 left, some of them died of illness, and most of them were abused to death, men are not much better, even if they will not be raped, but insults and beatings are indispensable, Qin Hui looks like a talent, in Xu Zizhen's era, he is an Oba who can make girls scream, Xu Zizhen thought maliciously, and I don't know if this bastard chrysanthemum is guaranteed.

"Huh? These two girls are good-looking, but these Qiu Ba didn't do anything along the way? Odd. ”

Liu Quan's abrupt voice interrupted Xu Zizhen's dirty thoughts, looked up, and sure enough, he saw two women getting out of the car, one was older, and the other looked in his twenties, although he didn't wear any jewelry, and his clothes were in tatters, but it was not difficult to see from the selection of materials and workmanship that their former identities should be very noble.

This is Empress Zheng and Empress Zhu's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Xu Zizhen can guess from the order in which they get off, and he can't help but sigh in his heart, the appearance of the two queens knows at a glance that they have suffered a lot along the road, Jin Bing doesn't care about their identities, and even the queen's name will make them more happy.

Then there were more than 20 princes and officials who got off the car, these officials Xu Zizhen had seen, these people were there when he made a big fuss in Jinluan Hall in order to bring down Liang Shicheng, but unfortunately the important ministers of the court were not as good as beggars now.

These people are sluggish and lifeless, just like chickens in the vegetable field that have been caught out of the cage to be slaughtered, Xu Zizhen couldn't stand it anymore, yawned and pretended to be sleepy and turned back to his house, anyway, their so-called dragon guard camp has enough manpower, and there is no need for him and Liu Quan, the two deputy commanders, to be on duty in person.

Liu Quan pursed his lips and went back to the house, but when he turned around, he glanced at Xu Zizhen's back, intentionally or unintentionally.

Of course, Xu Zizhen didn't really sleep, but lay on the bed and thought about the next plan.

He just knew that the Jin Emperor was going to sacrifice to the sky, and there was also a prisoner sacrifice ceremony for the right army and the Wushu, which was a big celebration day for the people of the Jin country, and it was also a good opportunity for him to do something.

Xu Zizhen's heart was beating fast, and February 12 was also the day when Wushu told him that Wu Qimai wanted to accept Zhao Yan as a concubine.

Oh, Wu Qi is really good at playing with this product, if he guesses correctly, he will take Zhao Yan with him to participate in the sacrifice of prisoners, let Zhao last watch his father and brother parade through the streets in shackles, and then spend candles in the cave room with her at night, if you really want to do this, it will be a double blow to Zhao Yan both physically and mentally.

Xu Zizhen couldn't help sneering, according to his heroism, the happiest thing was to wreak havoc on the prisoner sacrifice ceremony that day, rescue Zhao Yan in front of Wu Qimai and thousands of Jinguo soldiers and civilians, and then pull the Zhao family out of the sea of suffering, but he knows that such a story can only happen in novels, and now in Jinguo's lair, it is really more difficult for him to do anything single-handedly than to ascend to the sky.

He still couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, and he planned countless ways in his heart, but after thinking about it, this didn't work or that, and he couldn't think of what to do when his brain hurt.

In the afternoon, two more batches of prisoner cars arrived, including the prince, the horse, and some officials and Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan's concubines, and Xu Zizhen only knew at this time that these "prisoners" were not each in a room, but more than a dozen people crowded into one room, and the only privileged ones were the father and son of the Zhao family, who could be locked up in a broken room alone with their queen.

Xu Zizhen has already learned the hardships of this ghost place, not to mention the remoteness, this house is also all kinds of dilapidated, only their dragon guard camp and these people live can barely be regarded as sheltered from the wind and rain, and the place where these prisoners live is not visible, the house where Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan live is quite good, and some of the other houses even have no roofs, only a circle of broken earthen walls.

The dragon guard battalion began to perform its duties, and the three or two guards guarded the captured Song royal family and officials, and the teams of golden soldiers who escorted them withdrew from the ghost village and stationed themselves on the outskirts of the village, which was regarded as the first guard.

Although so many people lived, the ghost village was still quiet as if no one lived, and the royal family and officials of the Zhao family seemed to have lost their souls, staying in the house obediently, not making a fuss or running away, and no one even cried, and the abuse they received along the way had made them numb.

Xu Zizhen did not show up, although he changed his appearance, but he did not dare to guarantee that Zhao Huan would recognize him, once he found out his identity, the consequences would be unimaginable, Xu Zizhen couldn't afford to gamble, as the deputy commander, he didn't have to be on duty at the door in person, he just needed to dispatch it, and if it really didn't work, Liu Quan could help, anyway, Wanyan Zongde didn't care about him.

Today is the seventh day of the second lunar month, and there are only five days left before the sacrifice of prisoners, and no one has been sent in these days, and the number of these one hundred and ten captives has been maintained in the ghost village, and every day is still peaceful, and no one has appeared to save the two emperors Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan.

In smooth water.

But Xu Zizhen always felt that the atmosphere was a little weird and wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

……

In a restaurant in the city of Huining Mansion, there was a man and a woman sitting at a table near the window, both dressed as ordinary people in fur hats, cotton robes, and gold, and the two were eating and drinking with their heads down, and no one noticed that they were talking in a low voice.

The man took a sip of wine, seemingly inadvertently pointed out the window with chopsticks, and said in a low voice: "I have received the news that the Jin people will leave the city from here in five days." ”

The woman frowned slightly, and quickly glanced out the window: "Out of the city here?" The Akuta Temple is in the west of the city, so wouldn't it be a detour from here? Besides, there are many shops here, and the roads are narrow, if you secretly set up an ambush to save people, it is extremely difficult to round up and stop the golden dog, is your news really true? ”

The man raised his head and smiled: "It doesn't matter if he's really true, I don't plan to do it here, I don't care about him so much." ”