"Check it out quickly and hide! Once the city becomes chaotic, even I may not be able to do it."

Then, Cui Zhiyuan turned his head and said to Sanniang, who was full of confusion and confusion, and others:

After all, if the Yang Envoy, who was always known for being generous and kind, just planned to clean up the military generals of the former Huai Town Jieya, it would have nothing to do with their subordinates. But it would be a problem for the soldiers under his command to be unreasonable to wherever they pass. What Zhang Qiao was worried about was the reasons and connections that could not be put into words.

For example, he had a banquet with some of them the day before yesterday, and heard the other party complaining and complaining like "I wouldn't welcome Yang if I knew it," and "I wouldn't be more thief" when I was drunk. If it was used by someone with a heart, no one present could make a good wish.

You should know that in addition to the rebellious actions of Lu Yongyi's party during his previous dictatorship, Guangling City suffered too many disturbances and destruction in the next half a year and was particularly determined. Therefore, when the Yang envoy led his army to make trouble and drove away Bi Shiduo, he was once regarded as a savior in a sense.

However, after spending a long time together, I couldn't help but find that this new envoy who made the scholars and the people praised him as being too kind to his subordinates; so many people never saw the harm of the Taiping thieves, but they personally felt the various sufferings of the Shouhao Army brought by the Yang family.

If this is the case, it is not impossible to endure it; after all, in this chaotic world, there are groups of warriors everywhere that are scattered; Shouhao Army is not the worst one, and being able to pay a little more in exchange for temporary preservation is not unacceptable for the hundreds of thousands of people in Guangling City.

However, as the thieves outside the city grew stronger and the camp was consolidated, the defenders in the city were repeatedly frustrated and failed to fight back. Even under the cannon of the thief army, they could only be beaten passively, so they naturally had different thoughts and ideas. In addition, they were inevitably forced to endure the death and injuries on the top of the city, and it was reasonable to complain privately.

Of course, sometimes what you say is one thing and what you do is another. After so many changes, those who are bold, utilitarian, and eager to make a comeback almost all die or escape. Those who can survive now are undoubtedly those who are relatively mediocre, good at living a life of silence, or even change their minds.

In Cui Zhiyuan's view, people of this generation have the ability to complain privately, but before the Yang Envoy showed that the real decline and situation was irreversible, they did not have much courage to betray and disobey, and they decided not to act rashly. However, this time, it was obvious that someone did not want to let them go.

But I don’t know if this is what Yang Envoy means or the instigation of the people around him? If it were the latter, maybe there might be a chance to save and save himself. When he thought of this, he suddenly said to Zhang Qiaokuan, who was much older than him but was helpless:

"I'll go and see if there is room for some slowdown. But Brother Gao Zhi, please don't find a place to avoid it for a while. At least you can't stay in such a place with many people and eyes."

"Okay, okay, everything will get rid of Guyun..."

Zhang Qiao also responded repeatedly:

Then Cui Zhiyuan put on a suit of public uniforms and rode a green donkey with official seals. He spliced ​​the familiarity of Yangzhou City and escaped several groups of soldiers who were connected to the night patrol. After coming out of the Yangzhou City, which is comparable to the two capitals, he bypassed Guangji, which runs through Jiuli (long) and thirty steps (wide) streets, and the bridges of the small city, and followed the parallel canals that descended from the east of Luocheng, and came to the Shugang Hill in Zicheng, and was stopped.

Then he handed over his breeze bag and an escort, and solemnly declared that he had urgent documents to go through the Huaiyang Grand Governor's Office, which was built on the former site of Emperor Yang of Sui's Jiangdu Palace on Shugang. Fortunately, his luck seemed to be good tonight, and he actually ran into a familiar goalkeeper. Not only did he receive the lawsuit, he also led him to a small pavilion inside, waiting for the next step of the news.

However, he didn't know how long it took for him to wait here, and he could only vaguely see and feel the turbulent atmosphere spreading in the outer city where the fire was shaking and the chaotic voices. In addition, he had not had a good rest before, and he was slowly dozing off in this boring and torment.

"Brother Gu Yun? Is it Brother Gu Yun?"

When Cui Zhiyuan was woken up again, he saw a familiar face shouting in front of him: But he was a pretty friendly colleague who had been relieved in the past. He continued with anxiety:

"You still dare to stay here so much! Could it be that you are waiting to die?"

"How do you say this..."

Cui Zhiyuan woke up cleverly when he heard this.

"The thing you handed over happened to hit the envoy's bad head. Under the great fire, even Zhang Yuhou, who handed over, ate twenty rodents and claimed that he would severely punish these lyricists; but it happened to be the important official meeting, so he managed to stay..."

The colleague said in an anxious tone:

"I happened to see your handbook next to you, so I quickly found a reason to come out and hand you a letter... When the envoy turned around and remembered, you were afraid that you would really not be able to leave!"

"How is this good!"

Cui Zhiyuan was shocked when he heard this and almost fell to the ground with his legs and feet, and was helped up by the other party and persuaded him:

"I think you'd better find a place to hide for two or three days. After the envoy is angry, let's argue that the right and wrong are clear!"

"Okay...I...I'm now..."

When Cui Zhiyuan heard this bad news, he saw the chaos in his eyes. He did not thank him, but led him out of the archway from the side again. He rode the green donkey unconsciously and staggered away with the sound of tapping.

But when he walked out of a distance with a worry and ambiguousness, he was suddenly blown by the cold wind on the river and sneezed several times. Suddenly, he stopped by the squeal of the donkey. However, he looked back and looked at the hills of Shugang and the building complex of the Grand Governor's Office and the Grand Governor's Office and the Jieya, but sighed heavily and turned to another road to return.

On the roof of the drum tower halfway up Shugang, someone was silently looking at Cui Zhi's direction in the dim shadow outside the railing that the lights could not be illuminated. Until a sound that appeared beside him asked for instructions:

"Kongmu, did you let Sillako go like that? I'm afraid you'll regret it and repeat it?"

"It's okay. As long as he is at the critical moment, he will never have a chance after leaving the yamen... Do you think someone will give him a chance?"

As he said, he burned a stack of handwritten handwriting on the lights in the Drum Tower, and turned into fine ashes that scattered in the night wind.

"Is this what you all plan?"

And in the inner hall of the Jieya, Yang Xingmin, with a unswerving expression, was also trying to suppress his anger:

"I have said so many times, don't expand the situation. If you can do it, don't kill people; everything should be done slowly. You should indulge your subordinates to plunder various mansions and arrest and torture them at will, and wish you could kill all the people available in this city to be willing to do so?"

"Now people are almost killed in one go, but they come to check what constitution I want? What constitution can I give you? Could it be that I want to kill all the insiders!!!"

The generals such as Zhu Yanshou, Tian Shi, Zhao Yi, and Lu Shizao were not dared to look at each other; but they all stood respectfully. The marching chief Shi Yan Keqiu, Sima Dai Yougui, and the judge Zhou Yin and other civil servants also had cold faces or looked at each other, standing sideways with subtle expressions, but they had no intention of taking the initiative to advise or speak out.

After more than half an hour, these deployments retreated one after another; Yang Xingmin, who was exhausted, also said to the guards beside him:

"Is someone handed a post to ask for a meeting just now?"

"There is one, the case of Cui Zhu's under the scepter...."

The guard on duty echoed:

"Is there only one person who is so worried and dares to speak out in such a big city?"

Yang Xingmin couldn't help but sigh, if someone handed over a confession or request document at this time, he could naturally postpone and reorganize the right and wrong.

"But then the case of Cui Zhu suddenly left on his own, and even the post was withdrawn. Will it be possible to recover it?"

This man carefully added:

“No need,”

However, Yang Xingmin's expression became cold and shook his head again and said: In addition to his talent and reputation as a Tenhualang of Bingongko, he was just a person who admired the Tang Dynasty and had no clichés for a long time. He just set up an example of being a respectful and humble person and an example of recruiting talents.

However, at this moment, Yang Xingmin couldn't help but think of the devoted staff around him, and accidentally mentioned the reason why he should not be used under his command: "It is not my race, but his heart is different."

At the same time, Cui Zhiyuan, who had not known that he had been judged by "there is a difference in his heart", was also cold, tired and full of pessimism and disappointment, like a heavy rock pressing against him, almost falling from his mount's back when he was lost.

His sixteen years of experience in the Tang Dynasty when he was a young man also represents the most beautiful and exciting time in his life. Therefore, he was once no different from most people from Tang people in terms of body, mind and appearance, and he also wanted to serve and serve this great Middle-earth Heavenly Kingdom wholeheartedly.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but feel homesickness for the first time, but when Cui Zhiyuan, who was a little confused, encountered along the way, returned to his original place in the city with some surprise and side-looking eyes, but was fumbling with the strong smell of fireworks and heat coming towards him, it was inevitable that he would be angry.
Chapter completed!