The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 307 Listen To Me When You Have Enough Scolding (Fourth Update)

This year's snow in Suizhou has been one after another. Not long after Xiao Yu arrived in Yuncheng, there was another snow in the sky like salt grains.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but raised again, no one knew if the snow would become heavier again, if it became heavy snow again, it would be really unlucky.

With Feng Jiang's roar, Xue Mo seemed to stop for a moment.

The garrison on the tower shook his hand, and the arrow he just set up shot out like this, deviated from the original direction, and shot at a child.

The child was only six or seven years old, wearing a shabby and patched jacket, he was falling behind, at a loss, not knowing what to do, watching the adults smashing the door, and clapping his hands silly and joyfully, he didn't even notice the imminent danger .

But Feng Jiang, who was galloping towards him, could see it clearly.

As soon as his pupils opened, he immediately shouted: "Shuzi, dare you?!"

He took the lead, and the black steed raised its upper body with a long neigh, and Feng Jiang jumped up from the horse's back, like a tiger in hunting, swiftly and swiftly pounced on the incoming arrow, and stretched out his hand to grab the feather The arrow, with a backhand, aimed at the people on the tower again, and flung it back fiercely.

Wrapped in the strong wind, the feather arrow pierced through the air, and the going away was more fierce than the coming one!

Seeing the feathered arrow reflected back, the people on the tower were speechless in shock.

The man who shot the arrow was locked on by the murderous aura, and for a moment he forgot to dodge. He watched the arrow getting closer and closer to him, and forgot to breathe.

It was the person next to him who came back to his senses first, stretched out his hand and pulled him, and cursed: "You idiot, why don't you hide?! Do you want to die?"

The archer was stunned for a moment, and was pulled to one side. The feathered arrow grazed his shoulder armor and shot towards the rear, directly cutting off a flag standing behind him from the middle.

With a "click", the flagpole fell to the ground, and everyone was shocked.

I don't know who took a breath and exclaimed: "What a strong effort!"

"If this arrow were shot at a person, would it shatter the bones?"

The archer's legs softened, and he knelt down against the city wall.

The rest of the people leaned against the wall and looked down, "Who is it?"

"Are you deaf? Didn't you say that the imperial envoy came?"

"Look—that group of black people are all soldiers and horses!"

"What a strong suffocation!"

The people on the tower huddled together and looked at it curiously and fearfully, but they didn't dare to make a move easily.

Feng Jiang stretched out his arms and fell down steadily. He happened to be riding on the horse again. He pulled the reins, and the horse's front hooves were raised slightly. It circled in front of the people and lay horizontally on the spot.

The people were in shock for a moment, only a woman with disheveled hair ran out and hugged the silly child.

"Xiao Bao, are you okay? Xiao Bao?"

The woman hugged the boy and cried, her face pale.

Seeing people crying, Feng Jiang pointed at her with a horsewhip: "Hey, madam, I blocked that arrow, and the child is fine."

The woman pulled the boy up and down to touch him, and after confirming that he was all right, she hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to Feng Jiang: "Thank you, thank you——"

Feng Jiang hurriedly raised his hand: "You don't need to do this, it's just a matter of me, get up quickly!"

The woman shook her head, tears streaming down her face, "If the general hadn't saved Xiaobao, our family would have no successors!"

Others came forward to pull her: "Wang Shi, get up first, it's so cold on the ground, you kneel down for a while, do you want more?"

"That's right, get up quickly." Feudal also advised.

There was a tidy sound of horseshoes from behind, and the Xuanying army arrived surrounded by the carriage.

The carriage stopped slowly behind Feng Jiang, and the people took a step back in fear, only to see a white and slender hand stretched out and pushed open the door of the carriage, and raised the curtain again.

A beautiful girl wearing a lotus-colored jacket and fox fur came out, stood on the carriage and said, "Madam, get up, the snow is cold, and it hurts women even more. You can talk about anything you want."

Mrs. Wang stood up slowly, and the men behind didn't break the door. They walked over and lined up. The leader was a middle-aged man in his thirties. His complexion was dark and red, and he seemed capable of fighting.

"Are you imperial envoys from the imperial court? Are you here to arrest us?"

He wasn't very afraid of Fengjiang and the Xuanying Army, but he was still a little nervous, and his body was tense.

Feng Jiang looked him up and down, and he felt a little love for talent: "You are born with good flesh and blood, what is wrong with you, why did you take the lead in rebellion?"

The man became annoyed: "Rebellion? If we live in peace and contentment, who would want to do this business with the head pinned to the waistband?"

"I mean, if you do this, there's no going back."

"So what? Stretching out the head is a knife, retracting the head is also a knife, it's death anyway, I want to die! I won't bow down to that dog and beg for that bowl of rice!"

The man's emotions infected the group of people behind him, and everyone immediately scolded the officials of Yuncheng one by one, and even greeted the eighteen generations of the ancestors who were not far away.

During this process, Xiao Yu sat in the carriage and listened quietly. When they had finished scolding and venting, they walked out Shi Shiran.

Originally, the common people thought that this girl and this general were the imperial envoys this time. After all, that girl looked better dressed than the lady in the magistrate's yamen, but who knew that there was another person inside?

The people immediately looked over curiously.

Xiao Yu slowly came out from the shadows, stood on the carriage, and his eyes slowly swept across the faces of all the people present. They met her eyes like deep pools of cold stars, and they became strangely quiet.

"Enough scolding?" Xiao Yu asked with a smile, his attitude was very gentle.

The people were all stunned when they heard her clear and slightly hoarse voice, and looked at each other blankly, obviously they couldn't guess her identity.

The leading man scratched his messy hair, frowned and asked, "Who are you imperial envoys?"

Feng Jiang and Ning Zhao looked at Xiao Yu in unison.

Xiao Yu bent his lips and smiled: "No talent, it's this king."

"My lord?" the people exclaimed, "Is he still a lord?"

"Which prince?"

"Isn't it fake? How could the lord's delicate body come to this bitter cold place?"

"That's what I said..."

They murmured and thought their voices were very low, but Xiao Yu could hear them clearly from above, and even had a panoramic view of their small movements.

Xiao Yu got off the carriage and stood at the same height as them.

Now the common people don't need to look up to her, it's one step closer in terms of distance.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient. You are tired of scolding for a long time, so just listen to what this king has to say."

Xiao Yu reached out and took out his token, and threw it to the leading man: "This king is the regent of Dagan——Xiao Yu, who is the imperial envoy for this disaster relief, and has the right to kill first and then play."

The man stretched out his hand to take the token, looked at Xiao Yu carefully, and then lowered his head to look at the quite important token in his hand.

　Changes will be added tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and next Monday, depending on how much I can code.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)