Cheng Wu's face changed slightly, and he thought to himself, could it be that the remnants of the Cheng clan were killed again? Yu Xi and the others gathered together, showing their soldiers, concentrating on vigilance, only Zhao Wuxian closed his eyes and listened for a while, showing a smile.

"Don't panic, it's our people."

A vague voice came from afar: "Who dares to hurt my master!" "This is the direction of the threshing floor of the village temple, and a group of soldiers marching at full speed are shouting in unison.

Zhao Wuxian could even hear the impulsive wow-wow-strange screams of the evil boy Tian Ben, the wheezing and heavy footsteps of the big man Mucha in three-layer leather armor, and the clear orders of the two officers Wang Sunqi and Yang Tongue Rong commanding the marching order of the soldiers.

It turned out that when the riding boy finally rushed to the threshing floor on a foaming horse and reported the situation of Cheng Wu's confession, Wang Sunqi immediately made a decision. He took with a whole group of soldiers who had just finished distributing their weapons and lined up in a hurry, and galloped to the aid of Sangli.

"Cheng's Hugh has hurt my virtuous township!"

"Hugh is injured and careless, little gentleman!"

This is the voice of Dou Li, Jiali, and the people of Sangli, and Zhao Wuxian's pro-people behavior when he inspected each mile today won him the unanimous love of the three miles of the country. When the news came that Wuxian encountered the soldiers of the Cheng clan in Sangli and was trapped under the big mulberry tree, the simple people spontaneously took the farm tools, bows and arrows at home, hurriedly gathered, followed behind the Zhao soldiers in the lower palace, and rushed to relieve the siege.

After the soldiers and the people arrived, they found themselves in a hurry. I thought that a vicious battle was inevitable, but I found that the opponent, those Cheng clan soldiers had already thrown away the weapons in their hands, three or two or five people gathered together, squatting under the mulberry trees, seeing Limin and Zhao Bing approaching vigilantly, they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

What's going on here?

The focus of everyone's eyes was on Zhao Wuxian, who was still holding the beauty in his arms.

Wang Sunqi, Yang Yurong, Tian Ben, Mu Xia, Dou Pengzu and others squeezed through the crowd one after another and came over to inquire about the safety of Wu Xian. After seeing that Wuxian was unharmed, they passed the following news to the rear:

"The lord is fine, the township is unharmed, and the little gentleman is unharmed!"

When the people and the soldiers heard this, they immediately let out bursts of cheers, and the noise on them shook the tiles on the roof of the Sangli house, and the yellow mulberry leaves of the big mulberry tree fell one after another.

Zhao Wuxian looked at this Xiao Xiao Luomu, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, only two days of governance in Chengyi, it could have such an effect, and he won the hearts of the people so far, he never expected it before he came.

The hard work of these two days, the adventure of walking on thin ice, is worth it!

Wuxian smiled, but unfortunately he couldn't wave to the people, because he was still hugging the beautiful concubine who had quietly opened her eyes and secretly looked at him, her face was slightly red.

"Look, this is my territory!" He had nowhere to tell, so he inexplicably said this to the girl in his arms.

The girl blushed and replied in a voice, but it was muffled by the surrounding sounds, and Zhao Wuxian didn't hear it clearly.

Then, Zhao Wuxian returned to the dog boy who had already been stunned, and gently placed the soft and boneless girl on the thin mat that Li Min found from home, and he touched the child's head again and said: "This gentleman does what he says, your sister, I brought it back to you, and I will hand it over to you after that." ”

Xiao Tong's eyes flashed with admiration, he bowed his head heavily, clenched his little fist, and made an oath exactly the same as Zhao Wuxian's original: "Don't worry, gentleman, I will definitely protect my sister!" ”

After putting down the Yiren in his arms, Zhao Wuxian tidied up the armor that had already been soaked in cold sweat, and stepped back onto the black steed in full view of everyone, always wearing a shawl. He wanted his lords to see his face and see who their lord was.

Around him, there were a hundred Zhao soldiers, plus hundreds of people from three miles, all looking up at this young gentleman with a face as dazzling as the sun, waiting for his next order.

Caressing the reins, his horse's head turned to the west.

If Cheng Wu realized, it was the direction of sunset, and it was also the direction of Cheng's four miles.

"Lord, where are we going next?"

"Where are you going?" Zhao Wuxian showed a cold smile.

The situation has been reversed, and the plan that he and Cheng Wu and others had conceived and deduced before, and then slowly plotted for the Cheng clan after the beginning of spring, is no longer necessary.

Half of the Cheng clan's armed forces have been completely surrendered under this big mulberry tree, and have been disarmed and detained by the people and soldiers, and a small number of them can even be rebelled by Cheng Wu and act as a leading party.

"The second and third sons obey the order! I am the only one! ”

The neat mountain roar and the tsunami of the soldiers resounded through the mulberry.

"Yui!"

The people's uneven response also resounded later.

Before Zhao Wuxian showed his weapon, he single-handedly scattered two hundred clan soldiers.

Now, he finally drew the bronze long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed straight to the west in the golden light reflected in the setting sun.

"Let's go to Cheng's four miles!"

……

The night will be dark, in a warm room in the Cheng manor, the beast mouth copper furnace is burning with awakening incense, and Cheng Weng, who was directly stunned by a letter from the Zhao gentleman yesterday, is still in a coma.

The dying Cheng Weng had a dream, as if he had returned to the time when he was still young.

He is a three-generation veteran who has served Zhao Wenzi, Zhao Jingzi, and the contemporary head of the family Zhao Ying.

Counting it up, Zhao Jingzi and Zhao Ying are not the eldest sons of the family, but counterattacked as concubines and finally succeeded in ascending to the throne.

Cheng Weng remembered the previous changes of succession, although he did not have the slightest right to speak at that time, he just waited by the side with low eyebrows, or ran away to spread the word.

The gentle gentleman, Zhao Wenzi, who aged in his fifties, made enemies everywhere because he was afraid of greed and refused to back down, competing for the prefectures and counties of the anointed land, repeating the mistake of the Zhao family's difficulty in going to the palace. So he resolutely replaced himself with Zhao Cheng, who is obscure, has a gentle personality, and fights for nothing.

In the era of Zhao Jingzi, the situation was different, the dispute between the six kings had intensified, and there was no strong lord who could not honor the family. Therefore, Zhao Ying, the concubine who was sharp when he was young, was selected and promoted to the position of the son of the world.

Uncle is the eldest and Meng is the chief, so the head of the Zhao family is often called Zhao Meng.

And how similar is the situation now, the four sons compete for the throne, who will win in the end? Is it the gentleman Zhongxin that the Cheng family has chosen a long time ago, or is it the gentleman who has never been favored in the past ten years, but he has been like a sudden rise in the past month?

The gods fought, and the mountain ghosts suffered. Cheng Weng frowned and pondered in his dream, imagining that if the gentleman became the head of the family and ruled the Zhao family, how would he retaliate against the Cheng family, who was openly opposed to him? Cheng, did you choose the wrong path from the beginning, is it too late to back down and beg for mercy now?

From the time he saw the sentence "Don't say it in advance", Cheng Weng understood that this time he was afraid that he was stepping on the hard stone on the spot, and he deserved to kick his lame leg.

"A-Wong, A-Weng?"

Cheng Weng opened his cloudy eyes, and under the flickering candlelight, he saw his nephew Uncle Cheng waiting by his side, calling him softly.

Uncle Cheng, who has always been unassertive, has been so anxious that his face has been haggard in the past two days, and when he saw Cheng Weng wake up, he seemed to have found the backbone, but the man in his forties said with a crying voice: "Ah Weng, you finally woke up, you made your nephew so worried." ”

Cheng Weng was supported by his nephew and maid, and he got up from the couch strongly, and when the Li Xu and neighbors of the Cheng clan heard that he had woken up, they rushed in and looked at him with blank eyes, greetings and crying resounded throughout the house.

Cheng Weng frowned, and slammed his cane on the floor: "What's the mess!" What to cry about! The old man is not dead yet! ”

His eyes wandered around the house, but he didn't find the impulsive little son, Cheng Ji.

"Where's Aji? Where did he go? ”

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