Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Xu Zizhen didn't talk to him. It has nothing to do with whether the square city is built in the east or in the west. Now his mind is only thinking about how to find Taoist Xuanyi. If he guessed correctly, Jin Ren would not put her in a prison. That's too low level.

While walking, Su San suddenly said in a low voice: "That yamen servant is not easy."

Xu Zizhen was startled, and glanced at it without any trace, but he couldn't see anything wrong.

Su San said: "That man's footwork is very steady and his vision is sharp. He should be a master."

Xu Zizhen immediately understood that Su San's skills are not bad, and his vision is also high. She said that if she is a master, she will definitely not be inferior, but if she is really a master who is comparable to Su San, how can she be a government servant?Even being a school lieutenant in the government office is not worth it.

Thinking of this, Xu Zizhen began to pay attention. Sure enough, he found that although the yamen servant had a lazy expression, his eyes passed them from time to time, as if he was looking at something. The rebels who came in?It seems possible!

Su San was simple and straightforward, but not stupid. He had already pretended to be hungry and weak when he found out that something was wrong with the yamen servant. Xu Zizhen was good at fighting, but he had no serious training. Ordinary people really couldn't see his depth. Come on, as for Xu Mo, there is no need to worry, he is the second generation ancestor who is just waiting to die.

After half an hour, he finally came to the field. Xu Zizhen looked at the scene in front of him in a daze. This place should be a lively area, but now it is a dilapidated area. It is said to be a street, but it can no longer be seen that there is a street. , Most of the houses on both sides were destroyed, and even many of them were only left with a bare foundation and a pile of bricks and rubble.

The leading yamen servant stopped, stood at the front and yelled a few words, roughly meaning that a new square city will be built here, and craftsmen will come over in a short time. What they, the No. From this large pile of ruins, usable stone and wood were picked out and used to build Xinfang City.

The so-called Fangshi is a mixed-use commercial and residential block. Shops are opened along the street, and people live upstairs. On the execution day of the fifteenth, to put it bluntly, this place is a torture platform.

Xu Zizhen has never seen the serious Xingtai, and today he has gained a lot of knowledge. Fangshi is the most lively place in the city, and on the day of execution, the condemned prisoners will enter from the entrance of Fangshi, and they will be held all the way to the end. Paraded through the streets to show the public, and then executed on Xingtai, the number of people watching the execution here is the largest, which is far from comparable to other places.

After the yamen servant finished his explanation, he sat aside, as a supervisor, and the 60 people began to get busy. It was still early in the evening, and Xu Zizhen had no other ideas. Turn your head.

He racked his brains all the way and couldn't think of a good way to save people. After all, he didn't even know where Taoist Priest Xuanyi was imprisoned. Accompanied by Su San, Xu Mo is purely a soy sauce party and can't do much, and it is said that there are no less than 5 golden men stationed in Hejian Mansion.

After thinking about it, he couldn't do anything, he sighed inwardly, he could only go to his old house with Xu Mo after dark, hoping to overhear some secrets from General Jin who occupied his house.

The houses on Hebei Road are all made of wood and gray bricks. The bricks are not big, but they are troublesome to clean up and have to be transported out in baskets. Xu Zizhen is not in a hurry.

Suddenly his hand stopped, and his movement stopped. He had just removed a pile of bricks and tiles, but found a bloody arm inside, but the flesh had already turned gray, and if it wasn't for the cold weather, it might have started to rot. .

Xu Zizhen's daze was only for a moment, and soon his eyes rolled, his face was full of horror, and he exclaimed loudly: "Ah!"

The yamen servant was startled, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Xu Zizhen retreated a few steps in a panic after calling, and then sat down on the ground, his face was pale and bloodless from fright, he ran over in two or three steps, and found that it was just a With a broken arm, he couldn't help kicking it away, cursing: "What are you screaming for? It's just an arm, and it's not a dead person. Hurry up, don't make me beat you."

Xu Zizhen seemed to be about to cry: "Forgive me, forgive me, I'll clean up this villain." He struggled to get up, and moved sideways, as if he was terribly frightened, and put the paragraph arm into the basket.

The yamen servant looked at him contemptuously and turned his eyes away, but Xu Zizhen heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. What he did just now was to let the bastard relax his vigilance and stop paying attention to himself. Now it seems that He had achieved his goal, and although Xu Mo who was beside him didn't cry out, he was equally frightened, and his expression on his face was also impeccable.

And Su San hadn't been paid attention to, in the eyes of the yamen servant, she was just a middle-aged woman with a sallow complexion, emaciated and malnourished, and could be completely ignored.

There are many people and strength, but in about two hours, a small half of the street has been cleared out, but the sun is gradually sinking, and today it seems that it can't be done anymore. Get up and shout: "It's all packed, go back to eat and sleep, and start work early tomorrow."

Everyone responded sparsely, put away their poles and baskets and gathered together, and was led by the yamen servant to a house not far away.

The house was empty and there was nothing left. The 60 people first gathered in the yard and waited. After a while, a few peasants came, carrying a bucket of hot soup and two baskets of steamed buns. eat up.

Xu Zizhen and Su San and Xu Mo were like real peasants, they ate with their heads buried in their food, looking honest and cowardly without any flaws. After a while, when everyone finished eating and drinking, the yamen servant took them to the backyard again. For a while, Xu Zizhen was a little surprised, Jin people are so close to the people?Can you let them sleep in the house at night?

The yamen servant stood in the yard and arranged the people casually. Xu Zizhen and Xu Mo were assigned to the same room, Su San and the other wives were assigned to the same room, and the others also made arrangements in twos and threes. Not a word was said.

Xu Zizhen's heart moved, and he always felt that there seemed to be something weird here, but there were other people in the room, so it was inconvenient to say anything to Xu Mo at this time, the two looked at each other, and fell asleep on the floor without taking off their clothes.

Xu Zizhen didn't sleep well that night, and kept awake until about three o'clock, when Xu Zizhen finally couldn't hold it anymore, and his eyelids began to twitch slowly.

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from outside the house, followed by a series of sharp piercing sounds.