Da Qin: the Identity of My Eldest Son Has Been Discovered

Therefore, as long as the messenger arrives, the garrison battalion will definitely come to help immediately.

When the surrounding counties heard that the young master was trapped, they would definitely bring troops to rescue him immediately.

Rescuing the young master from danger, not only can he get a big favor, but he can also show his face in front of the emperor!

Therefore, at noon tomorrow at the latest, reinforcements will arrive!

After Fusu and Jianglu listened to what the sheriff said, their hearts were relieved.

As long as the county is not lost!

Otherwise, the majestic Young Master Qin would fall into the enemy's hands, and even the emperor would lose face along with him.

Even if the rebels don't kill them, I am afraid that with this stain, they will miss the throne in the future.

There is an essential difference between Cheng Po being a prisoner and being sent to another country as a hostage for the sake of national stability.

Who would approve of a captive son as heir!

What's more, he couldn't accept it from being a high-ranking young master of Qin to being a prisoner of a thief.

Jiang Lu is even thinking about it, if the city is really broken.

Should I surrender, or should I kill myself to save the face of the royal family?

Fusu held the sheriff's hand, led him to sit in the gazebo, and poured him a cup of tea with his own hands.

As far as this posture is concerned, it has already done enough.

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Seeing that the young master poured the tea with his own hands, the sheriff hurriedly stood up.

Then holding the cup in both hands, he took a sip carefully.

On his face, there was a flattered look.

Jiang Lu watched coldly from the sidelines, and gained a new understanding of his brother's methods of soliciting.

Fusu refilled the tea with his own hands, and then asked curiously: "I don't know why the magistrate came here?"

Immediately, the sheriff showed embarrassment on his face.

After weighing in his heart for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm here...I want to borrow troops from you!"

"Borrow troops?"

Fusu raised his brows, a look of surprise appeared on his refined face.

In front of the enemy, a thousand guards are too few, so they still have to borrow them?

A look of surprise appeared on Jiang Lu's face, and a tinge of unhappiness flashed across his heart.

The young master has a noble status, so he should send troops to protect him now.

Now instead of sending troops to protect them, they have to borrow all the guards.

Where would they place their status as sons of Great Qin?

Seeing the surprised looks of the two young masters, the sheriff felt bitter in his heart.

Originally, the county lieutenant should be responsible for guarding the safety of the city.

But now the county lieutenant has gone to the top of the city tower, at the forefront of resistance, whether he can come back alive is still a matter of debate.

If he hadn't had to, how could he do such an offending thing.

The sheriff hastily relayed what he had discussed with his subordinates before.

Fusu listened to the explanation and nodded slightly in agreement.

I also agree with this statement in my heart, and if I refuse to borrow troops for my own safety at this moment.

Once there is a strange army lurking in the city and making trouble, the good reputation accumulated through years of hard work will be completely ruined!

He nodded and said, "Okay, I will lend you eight hundred elite guards!"

The sheriff was overjoyed and hurriedly saluted, "Thank you, my lord!"

"Brother!"

The general was in a hurry, and opened his mouth to object.

Fusu stared, and said coldly: "I've made up my mind, don't need to say more!"

Jiang Lu opened his mouth, but because of his status, he had no choice but to swallow the words back.

Not even caring about etiquette, he gritted his teeth and left quickly.

He must consult with the general immediately!

Chapter 293 Rest assured, relax

In the county guard's mansion, Qin officials from Handan County gathered together to discuss in a low voice.

Everyone present is a person in charge of their own affairs.

The subordinate officials below them have all put on armor and patrolled the streets.