"But is there any downside to love?"

The local official said: "Some people were provoked by the rebels and actually gathered to make trouble. The subordinates ordered people to suppress it... and killed some people."

"Rebel?"

"yes."

"How many were killed?"

"More than ten people."

The kings nodded, and the local official pulled the reins of the horse and fell behind. The confidant who accompanied him whispered: "Fortunately, we didn't enter the village."

The local official sneered, "This is our place. If we say they are rebels, they are rebels."

But later someone came and had a word with Wang Zhong.

"Wang Shilang, there are rebels here."

The kings looked at the local magistrate with cold eyes and waved. When the magistrate came over, the kings asked: "How many rebels are there?"

When the local official saw the man, he knew that the matter had been exposed, "There are only more than a thousand people, and they have been suppressed."

Wang Zhong said coldly: "You can take care of yourself."

The local official dragged back a little, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said to his confidant: "Thousands of rebels! If they know about it..."

"I will be promoted next month."

"But the successor..."

Who will take over this mess?

"The successor is none of my business!"

In the afternoon, the group missed the place and ate outdoors.

Here is a very wide river on the left, a small mountain range composed of several mountains on the right, and a field behind.

Make a fire, set up the clay pot you brought, and throw in the mutton you brought with you to cook.

Someone is cooking... For people in the Tang Dynasty, eating rice is a bit uncomfortable and they always feel that they are not full. But after arriving in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, this is the staple food, and there is little room for choice. However, Yang Xuan still makes people go

I got some wheat flour and started a small stove by myself.

"I want crispy rice." Wang Laoer squatted by the fire and watched the rice cook.

"I know how to eat it!" The cook glanced at Wang Laoer one more time and said, "It's crunchy!"

…

In the mountains not far away, a group of dark troops were also eating.

They were said to be an army, but they were dressed in rags and had all kinds of weapons, including even kitchen knives.

The food was also very poor, rice balls made with wild vegetables and some rice.

Several leaders gathered together and also ate wild vegetable rice balls.

The leader is named Cai Mo. He has a full beard and looks quite rough. He eats a rice ball for two people.

The other person, named Zheng Zan, ate more politely, "somewhat bitterly."

"No matter how bitter wild vegetables are, can they be as bitter as our lives?" Cai Mo swallowed the rice ball and licked his fingers. As the leader, he was the first to realize the freedom of rice balls, but his long-term habits made him still cherish food.

After Zheng Zan finished eating, he wiped his hands on his body and said, "The taxes are getting higher and higher. When I ran out of food at home, I begged the tax collector to keep some living expenses, but the clerk kicked me down.

He told me that paying taxes was the right thing to do. I said I had nothing to eat, and he said to eat dirt."

Cai Mo was silent.

"I asked him why taxes are getting higher and higher, and he said...there are more and more people in the government to support. But what does those people have to do with us?"

Cai Mo took a deep breath, "There are more and more officials, and we have to support them. It happens that every official wants to live a good life, but where can the money and food come from? We just dig it out of the fields with our hands. No.

Without us, where will they get the money and food?"

"Poor my daughter, she was so hungry that she had no meat on her body. She starved to death in my arms. Before she died, she said... Aye, I'm hungry!" Zheng Zan wiped away a tear and said, "Starved to death."

They killed us, but they were beaten to death, and there was no explanation."

Cai Mo pressed the handle of the knife and looked at the sky outside the mountain, "If they don't give us a way to survive, then we will cut off their way of survival!"

He stood up, and the rebels in rags followed suit.

Cai Mo turned around and looked at them, "If they don't give us an explanation, then we will pick up weapons and give them an explanation!"

The crowd slowly gathered.

Cai Mo said: "There are senior officials in Bianjing outside. The people in front said that some kind of envoy from the Tang Dynasty killed them all. The Tang Dynasty will naturally be furious and then send troops to attack the Southern Zhou Dynasty."

Zheng Zan smiled evilly and said: "Let's attack the city and seize the territory again, and cooperate with the inside and the outside. In this way, this country will be ours!"

Cai Mo said seductively: "After the deed is accomplished, you and the others will all have great achievements. You will be granted titles that deserve titles and slaves that deserve rewards... Wealth and good days are ahead."

The eyes of these sergeants, who were refugees a while ago, turned green with excitement.

But no one has ever thought about whether they would treat the people well and restrain their desires after becoming masters.

The reincarnation of dynasties over thousands of years was all caused by greed.

Cai Mo looked at the fighting spirit of his subordinates with satisfaction and waved his hand: "Attack!"

Wang Laoer, who was eating, suddenly turned his head hard, so hard that Wang Zhong laughed and said, "Be careful of breaking your neck."

Wang Laoer looked at the mountain, his silkworm-like eyebrows wrinkled, "Lang Jun."

"What's the matter?" Yang Xuan was hungry and was waiting for the rice to be cooked.

Wang Laoer said: "There are so many people."

Yang Xuan was facing the mountains and he raised his head.

The ears moved.

The old thief stood up suddenly, "Enemy attack!"

Grass mud horse!

Yang Xuan shouted: "Assemble!"

The kings were stunned, "What kind of enemy attack? Your Majesty, this is the Southern Zhou Dynasty, not the Tang Dynasty, nor the Northern Liao Dynasty."

Yuan Xiao despised Wu Ren, but Yang Xuan was the envoy after all, so he said calmly: "I'm afraid your envoy suddenly thought of Northern Xinjiang!"

The three hundred knights slowly gathered together while looking at the king.

They only obeyed the orders of Wang Zhong and others. As for the envoy, sorry, after Wang Laoer made the palace guards vomit blood at every turn, the warriors of the Southern Zhou Dynasty became full of hostility towards the envoy and his party.

Yang Xuan heard the dense footsteps approaching. The key was that his spine felt cold and his scalp felt numb.

This is a sign of crisis.

He shouted without hesitation: "Mount, hurry up!"

The accompanying horses were gathered together and guarded by several sergeants. Yang Xuan gave the order, and the people in the mission ran towards their horses without hesitation.

Yang Xuan felt something was wrong while running.

Why is there someone missing?

When he looked back, he couldn't help but feel angry.

"Second dick!"

Wang Laoer opened the lid of the clay pot, spread out the oil paper with his left hand, and grabbed it with his right hand. In an instant, he got a pile of rice, and then a few big lumps of mutton. With a lump in his mouth, he turned around and ran away.

The kings laughed and said: "Your Majesty, your envoy...is this what you do every day in Northern Xinjiang? Yuan Xiao, if the envoy is like this, you will accompany him... Yuan Xiao, Yuan Xiao..."

He looked slowly and saw Yuan Xiao staring blankly at the mountain pass, trembling all over.

Several thieves rushed out of the mountain pass. After seeing the situation here, they shouted happily: "The dog officers are here!"

"Kill!"

The thieves came out in droves.

"Enemy attack!"

The sergeant accompanying him screamed: "Run!"

The kings were stunned and ran wildly while being supported by two sergeants.

The group dropped everything and ran towards the war horses.

Yang Xuan and others had already mounted their horses. Qin Jian looked at the embarrassment of Wang Zhong and others and sneered: "These idiots still want to use the situation in Northern Xinjiang to humiliate us. They deserve it, hahahaha!"

Cheng Ran said: "Where are we going?"

yes!

Yang Xuan thought for a moment and said, "Run back."

They are not familiar with the nearby terrain at all, and the result of running around is to seek death.
To be continued...