"Brother Geng!"

"Hello everyone."

The carriage was parked outside the street. Geng Qing walked into the county government office. The surrounding constables and civil servants were busy and greeted him in a hurry. He smiled and bowed back to the court, and then asked where the county magistrate was.

When he walked into the public room, Zhao Hongjun was walking around with his hands on his back, as if he was hesitating to something. Geng Qing came in and handed a document to the waiting yamen runner, asked him to leave, and reached out to invite Geng Qing to sit down.

"I heard you're leaving?"

After a major change, the Shatuo people were likely to attack the city. In a few days, the fat county magistrate not only did not lose weight, but looked like he had gained weight again. He stretched his official robe tightly, but his face was rare and serious. He poured a cup of tea and handed it over, sighed and sat down.

"It is a forced request from the county government to be a civil servant. It is normal for you to leave in your heart. When will you go?"

"Maybe more people walk in the past or two days, the more people you have left, the more things you have prepared."

Geng Qing was not polite about this, it was true. The Jindao Gang Jiye needed to sell it and put it in exchange for some silver in Chang'an to place it in some industries. Preparation before departure is naturally essential.

The fat county magistrate sighed and looked at the smart young man in front of him, knowing that such a small place would definitely not be kept, let alone in the chaos. "I also think it is a good thing to go to Chang'an. You are still young and have a good brain. If you have the connections of the palace, you can try it out, which is better than staying here."

No one continued to do the rest and was silent for a while. Zhao Hongjun knew that Geng Qing was going to find An Jingsi, so he didn't keep him for more.

"A County Magistrate An should be in the refugee camp outside the city at this time, so you can go there and take a look."

"yes."

After coming out of the public housing, Geng Qing turned around and looked at the door that was closed again, frowned slightly: "Is this fat county magistrate changed his temperament today? He was usually afraid of death, but now he looks righteous and generous in his deeds. Isn't he just taking life and death lightly?"

Geng Qing thought about it and said that he was the county magistrate. If he was afraid of death, who would take charge of the situation in the city? As for himself, he didn't have much sense of belonging in his heart. The only thing was to avoid those close to him and avoid them from encountering bad things.

As for himself, he is also afraid of death.

After leaving the yamen, I took a photo of Dachun, and rushed to the outside of the city in a carriage. Several street soldiers had already started patrolling the streets. The shops near the city gate were closed, and several sections of the city walls were forced to move to other places, and they had already made preparations to defend the city.

The sound of horse hooves, the sound of chariots, and the nervous shouts of soldiers came noisy around. Before leaving the city, the carriage met An Jingsi who was returning at the gate of the city. She was wearing armor and skin, and handed the long spear in her hand to her confidant behind her. She looked at the chariot, then turned over and down the horse's back.

Geng Qing lifted the curtain and came out of the car, "I also said I would go out of the city to find you. It seems that I don't have to run far away."

Actually, when he came to the city gate, he heard Dachun say something about County Magistrate An coming. At this time, he smiled and said, "Ah" suddenly realized his reaction, but his expression was mostly tired, "Brother Geng, talk as he walked."

"That's better to go on a walk on the city wall, I've never been to see it yet."

"Okay." An Jingsi nodded, raised his hand, and then spread out to the inner stairs there: "Brother Geng, please!"

Geng Qing also made a gesture of inviting him. The two of them slowly went up the stone steps. The steps under their feet were worn out, mottled with thick moss. There were gaps in some places, and some were broken and broken. It seems that it has not been repaired for a long time.

The two were one year apart, but Geng Qing was actually older. When she walked past a flag with the word "Tang" written on it, An Jingsi couldn't help but speak first.

"Brother Geng, are you going to leave?"

"If you don't have that face tense, you're not that serious." Geng Qing walked past him, turned around and waved his hand, looking at the refugee camp that could be seen vaguely outside the city.

"Just come here to ask, would you like to leave with me?"

Before the other party could speak, he touched the green and black on the wall and followed, "You also saw that the city wall was broken, and there were countless Shatuo people lurking outside. There were many enemies in Weizhou, Yunzhou, and in the distance. There were iron ore here, and it must be a place for competition and you could not defend it."

An Jingsi fell silent, then nodded and smiled, "Then you have to guard it too. I am a county magistrate. I have the responsibility of Anmin to defend the territory. I cannot give up. But Brother Geng can leave, so let's go. You have parents, you have concerns in your heart, and your family business. If you stay, you will have nothing, and you may even lose your life."

He turned around and looked at the flagpole in front of him. His eyes were the big "Tang" flag flying in the wind. Geng Qing, who had originally wanted to persuade him again, looked at the look of his eyes at the flag, and then swallowed the words to his mouth. It would be useless to continue talking.

The two of them put aside the possible war and chatted casually about family matters. After noon, they got off the city wall together. When they watched each other walk towards the war horse, Geng Qing suddenly called him.

"What else does Brother Geng?" An Jingsi turned around and was pulled to the side. Geng Qing looked around, and his low tone was sincere and instructed.

"Do you remember what you said to your brother when the Niu family gathered the corpse that day? People must save their lives and live well."

"Please tell me clearly."

"......If you don't go against anything, then let it go and surrender to the other party! If I do something in Chang'an, I will definitely help you return to your identity and clear your suspicion of being a traitor."

"No...this matter..." An Jingsi shook his head quickly.

Geng Qing knocked him on the chest with anger and lowered his voice: "Don't be so stubborn. Just be obedient. Once my head is so hot, it will be over, but you may turn the tables when you are alive!"

He spread his palms and made a flip.

"......... At that time, I will say that you are just lying inside the enemy. If the two sides face each other in the future, at the critical moment, you will be a surprise soldier and take a counterattack."

An Jingsi opened his mouth slightly, the content of the words was too long-term and even a little bold, a direction he had never thought of.

"Brother Geng, it sounds light, but how do you know that you can make a difference in Chang'an? By then, I will become a general in the Shatuo army. If you attack the city of Chang'an, what do you think you will do?"

"Then I'll find a way to open the city gate for you and welcome the army into the city."

"Hahaha, I hope so!"

The two of them suddenly laughed, attracting the soldiers around them to look here. After a long time, they stopped laughing, looked at each other silently, then raised their hands and clenched each other, then turned around and left.

"Brother Geng!"

When Geng Qing climbed onto the chariot, An Jingsi rode on his war horse behind him and clasped his fists heavily: "Take care!"

"Take care of yourself!"

The carriage turned around and drove away. It was not until An Jingsi, who was still bowing on the horse's back downstairs, put down the curtain. Then, he turned his direction and went to the Golden Knife Gang to see how he was preparing. Bai Yunxiang was a little reluctant to leave her industry, but now no one was willing to take over at this time. Several famous and surnamed families in the city were also preparing to escape. When Dou Wei came to ask, he was already preparing to bring the land deeds, fine and soft, and grain, and had a full dozen large carts.

"It's fine if you can't sell it, it's not too much anyway. Eight or nine thousand taels are enough to start a business. As long as you use some tricks and then buy some industries, it's not difficult."

After a few words of comfort, he asked Dou Wei to prepare quickly and gather in Gengjia Village tomorrow morning and walk to Yanmen on the mountain road. As for the gang members in the gang, they are willing to leave. After all, no one is stupid. If you stay, you may be arrested and go to the city wall to assist in the defense. I don’t know how to die at that time.

The day of leaving was settled. After Geng Qing finished explaining what happened here, he went out of the city to buy a few hu of rice and grain and put it in a carriage and return to Gengjia Village. While it was not yet dark, he carefully wrapped the donkey carriage with bamboo strips and the shaft of the carriage. The green bamboo was elastic and was not easy to break. When encountering difficult roads, he was not worried that the wheels would be broken.

Everything was ready, Geng Qing sat in the yard without any sleepiness. He hugged the little fox and followed its hair and looked at the dark night.

When it's dawn, what will the future look like...
Chapter completed!