Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 35 The world

Lu Ye and Wang Hu clicked their tongues after hearing this.

Wang Hu muttered.

"I heard from a few horsemen that the archer who shoots the sky is an old bandit who has been passed down from generations. His bow and arrow skills are inherited from his family. He has been practicing for decades. He appears and disappears. He is known as the best archer in Dongsai Prefecture!"

"Lao San, maybe he was the one who shot you!"

"Don't worry, he's only one of us three. If we meet him in the future, the eldest brother and the second brother will help you beat him up together!"

Lu Ye and Zhang Cunyi couldn't laugh or cry.

The one who really wants to take action is She Tuotian. He has rebelled against the king all the way and has many subordinates. It is not something that the three of them can touch.

Not counting those minions under his command, shooting Tuantian with a bow and arrows, there is no difference between shooting three of them and shooting one, they are all dead anyway!

Zhang Cunyi thanked him. Lu Ye saw that his face was pale and knew that he had been fighting for a day and had been injured until now. He was extremely sleepy now, and the broken wound needed to be treated immediately.

So he and Wang Hu stood up to say goodbye.

"Lao San, this place is nice. It has a big yard and many houses."

"My second brother and I will go catch some more to keep, and you can ask your junior brothers to take them in when they see someone reporting my name."

Zhang Cunyi naturally agreed.

As a result, one night, people came to defect to Lu Ye one after another.

First there were the white-haired old man and the young boy carrying loads of books, then the blacksmiths, butchers, carpenters came one after another, and finally, surprisingly, there was a prostitute from a brothel.

Although there are also young and strong people, there are not many of them. I don’t understand how Lu Ye selected them.

In the early morning, the county town that had been rioting all night gradually calmed down.

But the crowing of cocks and the crowing of dogs could no longer be heard, but occasionally the cries of killing could be heard. The entire county was on fire last night, lighting up half of the sky with the killing and looting.

Now all the open fires have been extinguished, leaving many smoky ruins burned to a white ground in the city.

Many servants were organized and carts of stripped corpses of men, women, old and children were pulled out from the city. The gray-white corpses were pushed out of the city gate and piled up like two hills on both sides of the city gate. .

Even in such a large county, so many people died, but it didn't seem very empty.

Because of breaking through the sky and shooting down the sky, Lady Cao and King Mang Jingang of the Four Routes led their old camp, infantry and young men into the city.

They each designated an area, occupied the area as their king, and plundered it to their heart's content.

Among them, the Chuangpo Tianbu conquered the city first, so it occupies the largest area, occupying almost half of the city, and the other three families occupied the other half.

It is said that the four families were at odds with each other because of the size of their territories. Their subordinates fought fiercely with each other many times over several streets, and were finally suppressed by the superiors.

Not to mention how the rebel kings above fought for their own benefit.

Lu Ye rode a mule and asked several servants along the way, and finally found Pan Furong in a large house.

The eldest lady said that she looked down on the Lin Daiyu-style fake lady who was so delicate that she couldn't cut off her head.

However, when she entered the city, she chose a wealthy merchant's house, moved directly into the lady's embroidery building, and drove Miss Zhen and a group of maids into the woodshed.

And dress yourself up in the morning.

Lu Ye found out this information from Sister Hong at the door of the boudoir, and when he saw Sister Hong's ugly expression, he felt that now was not the right opportunity to meet his boss.

It's a pity that the lady's voice has already been heard inside - is it the stable boy? I heard him speak, come in quickly.

So Lu Ye bravely entered the boudoir carefully.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he saw that the young lady's face was painted a deadly white, her eyebrows were as black as iron, and her cherry lips were as red as blood.

A woman who was originally very handsome looked like a female ghost had appeared.

Lu Ye's mouth twitched and he could only lower his head.

"Miss, I would like to congratulate you. I have recruited a marksman for you!"

"He was also promised a team management position! The younger one even became sworn brothers with Jinlan!"

Pan Furong was shocked.

"A sharpshooter like Xiao Li Guanghuarong?"

Lu Ye slapped his leg.

"Miss, you guessed it right!"

"Then is he as handsome as Hua Rong?"

"Uh...Miss, he has a son named Zhang Biao, and the kid is quite handsome..." Lu Ye then realized that the lady was referring to appearance, just like Xiao Li Guanghuarong.

"But there's one thing wrong with him. He used to eat as a government official, and when he was guarding the city wall, he killed a lot of people who were shooting at the sky."

Pan Furong immediately understood that this "Hua Rong" was not a handsome man. She immediately lost interest and waved her hands casually.

"The left and right are just a management team, you can make your own arrangements."

"As long as he doesn't kill anyone from our female camp, I will bear the responsibility for him even if he shoots Chuang Potian's men."

Lu Zhiyi was overjoyed. Miss Pan was indeed reliable at critical moments.

Pan Furong frowned and said seriously.

"Horseher, don't mention him anymore. Just rest for a few days. I'll give you dozens of mules and you can put in half a horse whistle."

"Qin Tong just sent the King Chuang's order. The county captain and several martial arts disciples worked together to break out of the siege and ran away. They may have gone to Fucheng to bring in reinforcements."

"The king gave us priority to replenish our supplies, and gave us half of Dongchengfang as a base. The rewards were so generous that it made people jealous. In order to silence everyone, he gave us another job, which is to patrol around the county to spy on the government's movements."

"The furthest sentry service may be as far as Dongsai Mansion. Do you dare to go?"

Lu Ye promised that as long as Pan Furong recognized "Hua Rong", there would be no harm in becoming a spy. "But," Pan Furong frowned, "then Qin Tong will go with you."

"This guy is really annoying. Why is he everywhere? You just have to give in."

Lu Ye's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Don't worry, miss. I'm a very particular person and I'm very good at getting things done."

Pan Furong nodded.

"Just be prepared. Okay, you can retreat. Someone will send you mules. Don't worry, I will give you a few good horses. If something happens, don't push yourself. It's time to run." Then run, understand?"

Lu Zhiyi felt warm and nodded hurriedly.

If the young lady's makeup wasn't so unusual, he would have raised his head to show her what loyalty looks like.

He turned to excuse himself and left the boudoir.

"Wait a minute," Pan Furong suddenly asked, "What do you think of this lady's makeup?"

"Other people say that I have outstanding beauty, but I don't believe it. You must tell the truth!"

Lu Ye turned his head and pondered for a moment, and could only say.

"It looks like one foot long... Qing..."

Pan Furong was overjoyed. She knew that Yi Zhangqing was beautiful. When Lu Ye praised her, she waved Lu Ye away.

Lu Ye walked out of the room and couldn't help but stretched his head back and said.

"Miss, you might as well call those maids back. After all, there are specialties in the art industry, and you want to be a person of the Ninth Five-Year Plan!"

When he was far away, Pan Furong thought about it.

One foot green, the emphasis is on the word green. Does this mean she looks like a green-faced ghost?

She was furious and drew the knife, but found that Lu Ye had already walked away, so she could only give up and throw the knife.

After a while, she washed her face and stuck her head out.

"Sister Hong, go find those maids..."

Lu Ye left the temporary Pan Mansion and returned to Tiegongfang, where his sentry officer was stationed.

One night passed, and there were more servants in Pan's house that he had collected yesterday.

After he, Wang Hu, and Zhang Cunyi met and exchanged a few pleasantries, they asked someone to call over the old man who was carrying the book load.

Pfft!

Fan Buzhong came with his only grandson tremblingly. When he saw three men sitting with a golden sword in front of him, he immediately knelt down and swayed non-stop.

"I've seen the great king, the second great king, and the third great king!"

Lu Ye waved his hand.

"Our rules here are that only King Chuang is the king. For others, you can just call me master."

"Okay, let me ask you, since you are a child, it is said that a scholar can know the world's affairs without leaving home. Please tell me about the world's affairs."

Fan Buzhong opened his mouth in surprise.

"Master, where do we start with this..."

Lu Ye slowly enlightened and learned many things from Fan Buzhong.

For example, more than ten provinces in the Jin Dynasty have been facing drought for several years, and the disaster is getting worse, and the government officials are still pressing for silver grain.

It turned out that the Wei Kingdom next door was very aggressive and occupied a lot of land by attacking the city. The emperor wanted to fight. For every penny he collected, the officials below dared to collect ten times the money.

Natural and man-made disasters have caused more and more refugees, and thus more and more refugees.

Dongsai Prefecture was relatively late in the chaos. Several provinces in the west even had records of their cities being breached.

He also said that it has been three hundred years since the founding of the Jin Dynasty by Taizu. Nowadays, many gentry say that the dragon spirit of this dynasty has sunk to the west and is irreversible.

The Jin Dynasty is in a precarious situation and may be destroyed.

Either the kingdom will be taken away by the Wei State, or maybe a real dragon will emerge from Caotou King.

Some gentry also held objections. Although the Wei State was attacking fiercely, the Ba State was getting stronger and stronger behind the Wei State. There was no guarantee that it would be destroyed by the Ba State before the Wei State attacked the Jin State.

Some gentry said that our country is divided into seven countries. It is a pity that there is no hero to rule the world. Every day, the countries are fighting endlessly. Not only are those mud-legged people living in peace, but even the gentlemen like me are frightened. It is really hateful.

After listening to Fan Buzhong's words, Lu Ye's face turned darker and darker.

He had heard a few words from the refugee army in the previous year, and he vaguely knew that this other world was not very stable.

Who knew it was so unstable? One state was divided into seven countries, and Jin was just one of them. It was also facing internal and external troubles. It seemed that the Jin Dynasty would be over sooner or later.

I just hope that when this dynasty collapses, my three brothers will not be buried with him.

Fortunately, in this troubled world, he still has troubles and is not so desperate.

Lu Ye looked at the boy next to Fan Buzhong, his eyes couldn't help but shine.

Originally I just planned to grab an old Confucian scholar to ask about the general trend of the world and see how I should stand in line. Unexpectedly, I bought one and got one free, and I actually met a strange person.

I saw the picture of fish and dragon.

The child turned into a koi, and two long eyebrows grew out of the fish's head...

God knows how come carps have eyebrows on their heads!

"Long-lived carp - a different species."

"Longevity and long life, slow release of energy - life span of one hundred and thirty!"

(End of this chapter)