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This is good news for Yuan Yunzhong.

That food can be used to set up porridge sheds for the refugees for at least a few days.

He asked Commander Chen: "Why didn't Mr. Shi come with you?"

Commander Chen smiled and said: "Master Shi went to register the refugees. He said that if the court wants to appease them, it can get twice the result with half the effort and save some effort."

Yuan Yunzhong nodded.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Shi was still a capable official.

He was just about to ask someone to ask Mr. Shi about his specific resume, when suddenly there were noises, shouts and insults coming from Shi Jingshan.

Yuan Yunzhong frowned, and a school captain ran over from a distance.

"Master Yuan!" the captain hurriedly saluted Yuan Yunzhong and said urgently, "There is a commotion among the refugees in Shijingshan. It is said that the refugees have been without food for several days. They originally expected to capture Bixia Temple and take Bixia However, the Wanping inspection envoy led the monks from Bixia Temple to burn the stored grains. Now the refugees had no hope and wanted to go down the mountain to surrender. Zhao Laowu killed them with sacrificial knives. Although many refugees were frightened, However, some refugees were dissatisfied, and the two sides had a dispute and started fighting. Commander Wang felt that the opportunity could not be missed and would never come back, so he took people there to persuade them to surrender."

Yuan Yunzhong nodded and said, "Do you know the scene at Bixia Temple?"

The captain said: "We have sent scouts to inquire."

Yuan Yunzhong changed into soft armor and was protected by his personal guards at home. Accompanied by Commander Chen, he went to the foot of Shijing Mountain.

The commander who was born in the Twelve Guards did not have such a good temper.

The so-called persuasion to surrender is nothing more than beating the person first until he or she is killed, and it is nothing more than the threat of force.

By the time Yuan Yunzhong passed by, many young and middle-aged refugees were already lying on the ground.

Amid their painful groans and groans, the other refugees looked timidly at Commander Chen and others, not daring to step even a step beyond the thunder pool. Commander Chen was still there and said fiercely: "Your Majesty, I will not kill you. As long as you surrender, bygones are bygones. Otherwise," he pulled out half of his waist knife, and the blade shone coldly in the sun, making people fearful. I'm ruthless. Even if you go to hell, don't think about reincarnation."

Although the words were rough, they calmed down the black crowd of refugees.

Yuan Yunzhong felt that since Commander Chen had established his authority, he should not try to make peace.

He quietly watched Commander Chen dragging himself with the refugees.

Mr. Shi supported a man in his twenties who looked embarrassed and staggered over.

"My lord! My lord!" He lowered his voice and said anxiously.

Yuan Yunzhong stepped forward to greet him.

The man in his twenties hurriedly saluted him.

Only then did Yuan Yunzhong discover that there were many traces of burning on the man's hair and body.

Something moved in his heart.

The man in his twenties already said: "Your Majesty, Sun Yan, the inspector of the Wanping Inspection Department, please send people to chase to the west. Zhao Laowu took advantage of the chaos and quietly left Shijingshan with a few confidants. There are still 15,000 refugees at the western foot of Shijing Mountain. I have asked one of my subordinates to follow them, but Zhao Laowu is very skilled in martial arts and is very alert, so I don’t know if he will be discovered."

Yuan Yunzhong's expression changed slightly, and he told Sun Yan: "Go down and rest first, and leave the rest to me."

Sun Yan agreed and retreated with Master Shi's support.

Yuan Yunzhong personally led people to chase him.

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In the deep mountains and dense forests, the water is rapid and the shoals are dangerous. The thick trees cover the sky and the sun. The group of people holds bamboo sticks in their hands, sweeping the knee-high weeds and trees in front of them from time to time, and walks forward with difficulty.

"Master Wu!" Someone gasped, "Do we really want to go to the western foot of Shijing Mountain? Will something happen to the prince? We have agreed that we will encourage these refugees to cause trouble. The prince will take the opportunity to leave the city. We are in Bi We met at Xia Temple and then transferred to Baoding Mansion to return to Gan. But now seven or eight days have passed, and there is no sign of the prince or the others. If we go to the western foot of Shijing Mountain again, wouldn’t we be unable to wait for the prince? "

Zhao Laowu, who was walking in the middle of the team, snorted coldly and said: "Who said we are going to the west foot of Shijing Mountain? Let's go to Bixia Temple! At this time, everyone must feel that Bixia Temple is a broken wall and there are no people left. But I don’t know that the reason why the prince wants to meet us at Bixia Temple is because the prince has hidden some gold and silver treasures in Bixia Temple. Regardless of whether the prince is in trouble or not, the imperial court has sent a large army to exterminate the refugees, and we just took advantage of this opportunity.' Die here, take those gold and silver treasures, fly away, and start over. Why hang your head on your belt and work for him all your life!"

"Master Wu!" The team stopped, and everyone looked at Zhao Laowu in shock.

Several of Zhao Laowu's confidants immediately stepped forward to protect Zhao Laowu, as if they would take action if they disagreed. Zhao Laowu also looked at them fiercely and said, "If you don't want to follow me, just speak out as soon as possible and I won't embarrass you. When we get to Bixia Temple, I will naturally let you go."

The rest of the people looked at each other, knowing that Zhao Laowu would not let them go in order to cover up the matter.

The hearts of several people were agitated, and they all said in unison: "Let's follow Mr. Wu, and follow Mr. Wu's lead!"

Zhao Laowu smiled with satisfaction, but his eyes were cold. He pointed to a big tree not far away that seemed to tower into the clouds and said: "Did you see it? After passing that tree, we turned to the north and soon we were there." You can see Bixia Temple."

Everyone responded in a flurry of voices.

Suddenly arrows rained down on them.

Several people fell down and died without even making a sound. More of them shouted and started waving their swords while screaming and hiding in big trees or grass forests.

Zhao Laowu hid behind an ancient tree as thick as an arm's length. He tried to leave several times but was blocked by dense rain of arrows.

He stared straight at the white-feathered arrow that fell into the grass.

The shining arrows, the feathers of the goose.

This is the arrow used by the regular guards of the imperial court.

And only the Twelve Guards dared to be so extravagant and not use it as a valuable weapon, shooting so many arrows in one breath.

But how did they know their whereabouts? How did you catch up with him?

He even had a vague feeling that he was not being overtaken, but that someone had already figured out the path he would take, set a trap here, and was waiting for him to fall into the trap!

You can't pick up things from Bixia Temple.

He gritted his teeth and called his nephew Zhao Tiezi: "Let's go! Let's rush out!"

Zhao Tiezi said "Hmm", and he and Zhao Laowu secretly left the range of the arrow rain through the messy grass.

As soon as Zhao Laowu breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a burning pain in his shoulder.

He couldn't help but cover his shoulders and turned around, and saw a man wearing brown soft armor, riding on a white horse against the light, slowly taking back the bow and arrow in his hand.

His scalp was numb.

The horse took a few steps forward.

The man showed an extremely handsome face, and his eyes were as lacquered as ink, but as emotionless as a plain old well.