Chapter 226

"Lord, please calm down. This slave thinks that when people are extremely hungry, let alone rice porridge sprinkled with ashes, even bad rice and vegetables can be eaten."

"If you're not really hungry, then you won't care about our ashes, right?"

When Yinzhen heard Su Peisheng's words, his eyes lit up.

So people scattered all the porridge pots with ash from the bottom of the pot, and the grayish-yellow porridge still had ash from the bottom of the pot, which was unappetizing to watch.

Many hungry people with empty bowls only glanced at it, then turned away in disdain.

Some are still complaining in distaste that the porridge provided by the government is not as clean as their home.

"A reward of 1000 taels of silver!" Yinzhen felt that Su Peisheng was becoming more and more clever.

Su Peisheng scratched his head in embarrassment, and silently took the credit for Nianshi.

Within a few days, the chaos in the city quickly subsided.

In the barracks outside the city, generals like Nalanheng were discussing political affairs with King Zhijun.

Those who can be in the camp are the confidantes of King Zhijun, and Nalan Heng, as a child of the Nalan clan, is naturally among them.

"It's unreasonable. The fourth younger brother manages Zhenjiang in an orderly manner, but this king stays in the barracks doing nothing. Huang Ama must feel that this king is tired and lazy, and has no credit at all!"

King Zhijun turned around anxiously, and suddenly slapped his forehead, thinking about it.

"I remember that some village in the western suburbs was making trouble a few days ago, and even fought with our people? Come on! Immediately order [-] soldiers, and immediately go to destroy the rebellious village!"

"My lord, those villagers just wanted to bury the dead village chief in their ancestral grave, why did they rebel?"

Nalanheng was stunned by Zhijun Wang's reckless behavior of disregarding human life.

"Idiot, this king has already strictly ordered no one to enter or leave at will, and they openly disobeyed the order, which is an unforgivable crime!"

Zhijun Wang Yinfei became more and more disgusted with his distant cousin who was indecisive.

If it wasn't for his surname being Nalan, and being a direct descendant of the Nalan clan, such a fool would not even be worthy of standing in front of him, let alone asking him such stupid questions to hinder his achievements.

"My lord!!" Nalan Heng wanted to persuade him, but was stopped by the eunuch next to King Zhijun.

Feeling depressed, Nalan Heng felt that the Nalan clan was downright stupid for placing their bets on such a violent prince.

But now who else can stop King Zhijun?Suddenly, a gloomy ice cube face appeared in his mind.

For those common people, Nalan Heng hesitated again and again, gritted his teeth, and ran towards the city.

Panting and running to the front of the government office, he saw the four beile sitting in the porridge shed in front of the government office.

"Sibeile, this slave has something terrible to report!"

Yinzhen raised his eyes and saw that nightmare-like disgusting face.

He lowered his eyes, suppressing the thought of tearing this dog into pieces.

"King Zhijun is in charge of military affairs, you are his general, just go and report to King Zhijun!"

"Sibeile, only you can stop this matter, please, if you don't take action again, hundreds of innocent villagers in Yunyang Village in the western suburbs..."

"shut up!"

Yinzhen scolded, he thought maybe this is another strategy that Nalanheng and Nianshi discussed, maybe there is something deadly waiting for him in the western suburbs.

He knew that Nian's heart was thinking that he would get sick, and it would be best to die in a foreign land.

Nalanheng was driven out of the city with a face full of anger, and Yinzhen continued to sit in the city without moving.

Nalanheng was carried and thrown out of the city by Sibeile's people, no matter how much he begged, it was of no avail.

At this time, he got up anxiously, ready to rush to Yunyang Village to fight alone, when suddenly a familiar voice came from behind.

"Nalan, what happened?"

Nian Yaoyue, who was disguised as a man, looked at the anxious Nalan Heng in bewilderment.

"The king of Zhijun wants to slaughter the village. He said that those innocent villagers are rioters, and he wants to wash Yunyang village with blood, just for the damn credit!! Damn it!"

Nalan Heng beat the city wall desperately, roaring angrily.

"It's unreasonable. It's not as good as a beast. Look at the people you Nalan clan supports. They are not as good as my grandfather who has all the people in the world!"

Nian Yaoyue immediately cursed angrily.

Turning around in a hurry and rushing into the city, someone sent a message to Su Peisheng, and casually took two casual clothes from the storage compartment.

Leading the horse and Nalan Heng to Yunyang Village first.

From a distance, thick smoke could be seen billowing, and there were faint sporadic lights of fire.

But now at noon in the blue sky, it's still early for dinner, where are there so many fireworks!

"They are burning the village!!"

Nian Yaoyue was so anxious that she could only burn her life in the end. She used the river god's water control technique to pull out the water from a nearby underground river and turned it into a downpour.

"Ahahaha! It's raining, the rain is just in time, even God is pitying those innocent villagers!"

Nalan Heng was ecstatic in his heart and let the rain drip.

"That's right, people are doing what the sky is watching!" Nian Yaoyue calmly wiped away the blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth with her black sleeve.

He and Nalan Heng put on casual clothes, covered their faces and rushed into the village, only to see a soldier running after a big fat pig, and they had some chickens and ducks pinned to their waists.

Nian Yaoyue looked at these Eight Banners soldiers with contempt. They should have defended their homes and the country, but now they acted like ghosts entering the village, even the chickens and ducks of the common people of the Qing Dynasty.

"Kill! If the soldiers of the Qing Dynasty point their blades at the people of the Qing Dynasty, it will be an unforgivable crime!"

Nian Yaoyue drew out her sword furiously, beheading several soldiers who rushed towards her before her horse.

In the torrential rain, Nian Yaoyue and Nalan Heng stood back to back, handing over their backs to each other to protect each other, beheading those traitors who helped the evildoers along the way.

At this moment, she suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves, Nian Yaoyue stared into the distance, and saw Fourth Master galloping in armor.

Behind him is the green battalion of the Han army banner stationed outside the city.

"Nalan, let's go! Today's killing was extremely fun!" Nian Yaoyue hurriedly jumped on the horse.Hello.

"Happy!!"

There was indescribable joy in Nalan Heng's tone.

Seeing that the men, women and children who were tied up and trapped in the open space of the village were safe and sound, Nalan Heng couldn't hold back the smile anymore.

Yinzhen, who came in a hurry, was at a loss when he saw the bound villagers and the wreckage all over the place.

"My lord, I asked those villagers, and they said that two masked knights of the rivers and lakes took swords and killed these Eight Banners soldiers. They all died, and none of them were left alive. There are 210 people in total."

When Su Peisheng received the news from Nian, he anxiously told the news to his grandfather.

These two knights must be Nalan Heng and Nian Shi, but Nian Shi's sickly little body can withstand the ravages of this violent storm?
Su Peisheng was suddenly worried.

The Nian family did not leave a living, and he must not want the Lord to leave a witness to testify against the king of Zhijun.

The current King Zhijun is the only king among the princes. Although he is only a county king, he has a high reputation in the army, so the Lord will definitely suffer.

(End of this chapter)

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