The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Luo Qinghan said slowly: "No one will believe what you say, not to mention, Qiu Yuan should not give you a chance to speak."

Xiao Lingfeng became more and more nervous: "You mean, Qiu Yuan won't let us go?"

"As long as it may affect his plans, he will not let go."

For someone with deep scheming like Qiu Yuan, only dead people are the most reliable.

Xiao Lingfeng was speechless.

There was a chill in his heart.

He thought that going out with the prince this time was a great opportunity to climb up. .

Unexpectedly, he actually stepped into the trap dug by others.

There is a hurdle in front of him now.

As long as it is past, the future is boundless.

But if he can't make it, his life has to be explained here.

The atmosphere in the house became solemn.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside the window.

Luo Qinghan happened to be sitting by the window. He glanced out and saw Chi Xiaojun on the street at a glance.

Those Scarlet Firmaments were holding the portraits and searching from house to house.

It looks like they will soon find this tea house.

Luo Qinghan stood up: "Let's go."

They walked out of the private room and quietly left the teahouse through the back door.

Out of the back door, is a secluded alley.

They went out along the alley.

Xiao Lingfeng asked as he walked, "Your Highness, what should we do next?"

The Scarlet Heaven Army is now searching for them all over the city, and they have nowhere to hide if they want.

Luo Qinghan said without turning his head: "If we try to get out of the city, we have to find foreign aid."

They only have 2,000 Yulin Guards, and they are far from being the opponents of the Scarlet Heaven Army. In the face of this serious situation of unequal strength, once they are caught, they will only have a dead end, and they will not even have a chance to struggle.

To turn the situation around, they must look for foreign aid.

The first step in finding foreign aid is to go out of the city.

Xiao Lingfeng: "But the city gate has been blocked. With so many of us, how can we get out?"

At the entrance of the alley was a wooden cart with two large swill buckets.

Luo Qinghan stopped, looked at the swill bucket in front of him, and seemed a little disgusted, but still said with a frown.

"You can use this as cover."

...

There are four gates in Panyun City, and each gate is heavily guarded.

Due to the order of the eldest son Qiu Yuan, all four city gates are now blocked, and only entry is not allowed.

But even so, there are still many people surrounding the city gate, wanting the officers and soldiers to be accommodating and let them out.

Some of them lived outside the city, and they came into the city today to run errands. Who knew that the city gate would be blocked as soon as they turned around, and they couldn't get out even if they wanted to.

If you have money to live in an inn, it would be fine, but how can those poor people have the money to live in an inn? All I can do is get out of town and go home.

Others have to go out of town in an emergency.

This group of people gathered at the gate of the city and surrounded the group of officers and soldiers. Those who had money gave money, and those who had no money cried hard, because they wanted to leave the city anyway.

The officers and soldiers were so disturbed that they threatened them with vicious voices, making those people a little quieter.

But it didn't last long.

After a while, the people began to quarrel again.

A good city gate seems to have become a food market.

At this moment, a scooter with a swill bucket came slowly over. The puller was a middle-aged man, wearing a bamboo hat and a sackcloth jacket, accompanied by two strong young men.

The officers and soldiers stopped them and shouted sharply.

"Today, the city gate is only allowed to enter, not to go out, you all hurry up!"

The middle-aged man pulling the cart raised his head slightly, showing a pleasing smile.

"Okay, sir, we are specially responsible for transporting swill. This swill has to be sent out of the city, otherwise it will stink, and we will not be able to hand over the swill to the gentlemen at that time."

"Don't tell me this, I don't care about this, you get out of here!"

After speaking, the officers and soldiers stretched out their hands to push each other, trying to push them away.

Who knew this push, but failed to push.

The officers and soldiers raised their heads somewhat unexpectedly, just in line with each other's eyes.

The next moment, he was grabbed by the collar of the other party and slammed into the city wall!

...

Qiu Yuan and Tsing Yi Lang Jun led people to inspect the city gates one by one.

According to Tsing Yi Lang Jun's calculations, the prince is likely to find a way to get out of the city, and they should be more careful.

Screams and cries came from the front, like someone was making trouble.

When Qiu Yuan and Qingyi Langjun heard the movement, they immediately ordered the driver to speed up.

The carriage galloped forward and stopped near the city gate.

Qiu Yuan and Tsing Yi Lang Jun jumped out of the carriage and saw several officers and soldiers lying on the ground at the gate of the city.

The surrounding people were frightened and panicked, and some kept retreating, trying to avoid the fighting area so as not to be affected by Chiyu.

There were also some daring people who seized the opportunity and ran out of the city to take advantage of the chaos.

The whole scene was a mess.

Qiu Yuan raised his hand, and the guards of the palace behind them rushed out immediately to help the officers and soldiers arrest those troublemakers.

The officer pointed to a middle-aged man wearing a hat and said.

"It's him! He's the one who led the trouble! He insists on transporting swill out of the city. If we don't let him out of the city, he beats people!"

Qiu Yuan walked over and lifted the hat on the middle-aged man's head. Only then did he see his appearance clearly, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Who am I supposed to be, it turns out to be General Xiao!"

At this time, Xiao Lingfeng was pressed to the ground by the two palace guards, with his hands tied behind his back, unable to move.

He raised his head and grinned: "Eldest son, long time no see."

Qiu Yuan: "Since General Xiao is here, the prince should be nearby, right?"

When Xiao Lingfeng heard this, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

"Your Highness is not here!"

Qiu Yuan sneered, walked over to the scooter, raised his hand and knocked on the swill bucket on the scooter.

"Please come out, Your Highness."

Nothing happens.

Qiu Yuan glanced at the guard beside him.

The guards understood and immediately took the swill bucket out of the car, then opened the lid, only to see that it was empty.

When Qiu Yuan saw this, his expression changed.

He immediately turned his head to look at Xiao Lingfeng and asked sharply.

"Where is the prince?"

Xiao Lingfeng laughed again at this moment, his tone full of mockery: "I said it all, Your Highness is not here, why don't you believe it?"

Qiu Yuan wanted to ask again, but was stopped by the gentleman in Tsing Yi.

"Eldest son, don't be fooled by him, he is deliberately trying to attract your attention. If I guess correctly, the prince should have already left the city while he was in the chaos. He hasn't gone far yet, so send someone to chase him immediately. If so, you should be able to catch up.”

Qiu Yuan reacted and stopped entanglement with Xiao Lingfeng, and immediately gathered the troops and ordered them to go out of the city to hunt down the prince.

In order to ensure the capture of the prince, he deliberately sent out the dead soldiers he had carefully cultivated, a total of fifty people.

There are not many people, but all of them are experts, and they are dead set on Qiu Yuan.