Jiaohua

Chapter 788 Who is Xie Zhong (Update 5.09)

From Xushi to Choushi, Xia Zhaoyi never came back after leaving.

Du Xuan and Lao Tong fried half a pot of peanuts, sat in the yard, ate and waited.

Finally looking forward to the sound of footsteps, the hands of the two men who stuffed peanuts into their mouths stopped, and it took a while before they dared to stand up and recognize them.

Xia Zhaoyi looked as if he had rolled in the mud, he was wearing an ocher shirt covered in mud, his arms and sleeves were completely covered in mud, but his face and hands were still fair and clean, they should have been washed in the river water on the road.

Old Tong had prepared hot water early on, and immediately prepared a bath for her. Du Xuan also hurriedly made ginger soup, saying that he must drive away the cold.

The two men came out of the kitchen carrying a large bucket of water, and saw that the girl's room was brightly lit with candles and the wooden door was open. She was standing in front of the desk, flipping through the papers.

Du Xuan sighed softly: "A Li has never been idle since she came back from Congxin."

"Even if there were no refugees from outside, she would not be able to keep busy with chopping wood on Guangshan." Old Tong said.

The girl seemed to have found the blueprint she was looking for, picked it up in the candlelight and looked at it carefully, and probably felt something was wrong, so she picked up the pen to revise it.

"Let's go," Old Tong said softly, "After she takes a bath and the heat comes up, she will be able to fall asleep and rest soon."

"Ah."

After finally waiting for Xia Zhaoyi to come back, the big stone in Lao Tong and Du Xuan's hearts fell, but the sleepiness disappeared at this moment, and the two simply sat in the courtyard and continued to wait.

It was very windy and cold, and the windward lanterns at the corners of the eaves were dangling. Xia Zhaoyi came out of the bathroom wearing a clean lavender warm shirt, and saw them still eating peanuts there.

"I don't want any more teeth." Xia Zhaoyi walked over and said with a smile.

Du Xuan asked her to sit down, he brought the hot brown sugar ginger tea on the small clay stove, and Lao Tong went to serve the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and freshly fried beef on the stove.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled, picked up the chopsticks, and before they could ask any questions, she said, "There is a big cliff at the foot of the mountain on the other side of the Qingxiang Village Taoist Temple, which is as big as three Qingxiang Villages. Below it are mountain streams and abysses. spring."

"Where did you take those refugees?" Old Tong asked.

"Well, there is a cave, which can be used as a shelter tonight. For tomorrow, Brother Du, I would like to ask you to borrow some people."

"Give them food and clothing?"

"Ah."

"Okay, no problem." Du Xuan agreed.

"However," Old Tong was somewhat worried, "Ali, the people in Qingxiang Village are extremely dissatisfied with this. If they continue to recruit those refugees, I'm afraid they..."

"Our relationship with them was only a transaction," Xia Zhaoyi said.

"That's right, if the deal can't be negotiated, then let's not talk about it. The hostility lies with them, not us." Du Xuan said.

"I understand this, but those refugees outside have a deep blood feud with them."

"This enemy..." Du Xuan said in a deep voice, "The refugees outside are not refugees at all. The Weiping Mansion was flooded by floods. It was a man-made disaster. They are displaced and suffering."

"However, the grudge has already been forged..." Old Tong sighed.

"It's a battle for survival," Du Xuan said with rare seriousness, "I don't agree with the invasion of Qingxiang Village by those refugees, but I can understand it. And if we let those refugees have a safe place to live, it is very important for Qingxiang Village. This is a great good thing, if they break with us because of this, they will be untenable!"

"Brother Du." Xia Zhaoyi looked up at him.

Du Xuan raised his hand and rubbed his eyes: "Ali, I seem to have lost my composure."

"You have dealt with them a lot in the past few days, Brother Du, you have worked hard." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"That fifth master Mo is a fool!" Du Xuan said.

"He is a bit." Old Tong nodded.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled lightly, thinking of someone at this moment, Xia Zhaoyi looked at Du Xuan: "Brother Du, let me tell you a name, see if you know him."

"Who?"

"Xie Zhong."

Du Xuan thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't know this person, why did you mention him?"

Xia Zhaoyi told about the "coup d'état" outside that he had heard from the refugees.

"This Qian Fengrong is amazing," Old Tong murmured, "Then who is this Xie Zhong?"

"I've never heard of it, but I should have met once. A few months ago, brother Zhi and I took a boat north and were on the same ferry as them."

"To be able to hold such a difficult person like Qian Fengrong in the palm of his hand, this person has a lot of scheming." Du Xuan said in a deep voice.

"The refugees outside belong to them now?" Old Tong said anxiously, "What should we do? Qian Fengrong's fist and Xie Zhong's brain are now back in force. Isn't that..."

Du Xuan was speechless: "It's really easy to 'seek to usurp the throne'."

"It's not a serious 'regime' at all." Xia Zhaoyi said.

Du Xuan raised his hand to suppress the beating on his eyebrows.

The harder you press, the faster you jump. I don't know what will happen tomorrow. This seemingly peaceful village is actually full of dangers.

In the darkest part of the night, the dawn slowly rises.

When it was almost Mao, there were still a large number of people on this land awake with their eyes open.

Some people are thinking about the catastrophe that will happen tomorrow, some people are thinking about how to get enough food and clothing, and some people are at a loss as to where to go.

More people, they witnessed or personally participated in a tragic massacre.

Xie Zhong took over Zhong Qiankun's position as "Military Adviser" with a benevolent and honest smile. The first order he gave was to purge the army and send troops south.

However, he does not carry waste.

Not too short, not too old, not sick, even if it's just a little cold.

"Abandoning soldiers and armor is the most taboo in marching," Xie Zhong stood in front of the crowd, smiling like a benevolent country gentleman Shanfu, "I will not abandon you, I will not let you live alone in the wilderness, so, I Let me give you a good time."

He raised his hand to give an order, and under the slowly rising sun, thousands of refugees who had nowhere to escape became desperate and howling undead on the earth.

He ordered the corpses to be piled up into several grain piles, and he wrote on some stripped clothes, and asked people to stick a big knife on the piles of corpses.

A simple and straightforward sentence: Go west to Qingxiang Village, Wuli, and Ali is in the village.

Xie Zhong watched with satisfaction the hung up clothes rustling in the morning wind, and the rest is dog eat dog.

This woman seriously injured Qian Fengrong outside the Sinan Gate of Junzhen, so that their plan to go north this time failed.

And this Qingxiang Village, he couldn't get used to it either.

It's so unfair that other people are so hungry that they can have rice and meat in such a small Qingxiang village, so let's go to hell together.

During this round of adjustments, the number of the entire army has been greatly reduced to only [-].

Xie Zhong didn't stay any longer, and went south with [-] soldiers, intending to leave Youzhou in two days.

But what Xie Zhong didn't expect was that after he led his troops away, dozens of people came out from the hiding places in the distance, watching their backs as they left.

Several of them were attracted by the clothes dancing in the wind on the pile of corpses, and climbed up with bare hands.

(End of this chapter)