Gu Heng's eyes widened and he pointed back at himself with his little finger, "Ask me? You are a descendant of the Xiao family army and I am a descendant of the Xiao family army. You are the eldest son of the Prince of Beijing and I am the eldest son of the Prince of Beijing? I, one from Zhuangzi

Yes, a nine-year-old boy who has neither a father nor a mother and sister since he was a child is still not reliable, you ask me?"

Gu Luo:......

Zhao Shuang burst out laughing, "A nine-year-old boy, then you didn't look like a nine-year-old boy when you just interrogated me."

Gu Heng was speechless, "Then what can I do? If you adults don't speak, then I can't let the atmosphere get cold!"

Gu Luo:......

It sounds like you still feel like you're being forced to go to hell?

He stretched out his hand and poked Gu Heng's forehead, knowing that he would definitely not say anything now, so he didn't force him any further, "Go and get some sleep, nine-year-old boy, it's so late at night, he's staying up late!"

Gu Heng pretended not to hear the teasing in Gu Luo's tone, and nodded seriously, "It's true~"

After saying that, he turned his head and slowly lay down on Yu Huan's side. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Xiao Jiayuan was stunned for a moment, "Are you going to sleep now?"

Gu Luo said: "If he wants to say something, you don't need to ask him, he just said it directly. As for the pond, we didn't ask him to go there, so why don't he go alone? What else is he going to say?

, he won’t tell you even if you ask him to death, let’s discuss it.”

Xiao Jiayuan scratched his head, "God!"

Without the participation of the nine-year-old boy, Xiao Jiayuan, a man in his twenties, felt that this discussion was missing a soul.

Depend on!

Is he seriously ill?

Actually developed a psychological attachment to a nine-year-old boy?

And that kind of attachment is just like a son's attachment to his father.

Although he has never felt the feeling of having a father, Yu Yan often acts as a father to him. Anyway...he is as attached to Gu Heng as he is to Yu Yan.

Well..........

What the hell am I thinking about?

Xiao Jiayuan rubbed his face, calmed down, and met the confused eyes of Gu Luo and Zhao Shuang opposite him.

Xiao Jiayuan:......

He coughed, ignored the embarrassment, and went straight to the topic.

"According to the plan of Governor Du, we can't get rid of us today. If our team goes directly to Qianzhou City tomorrow, if these little people pretending to be refugees don't follow us, he will definitely find another way.

Deal with us again.

Instead of doing this, it’s better to take these people with us.”

Zhao Shuang said: "But with these people, they are all meticulous and skilled. With so many people, two thousand people, plus the people in Qianzhou City, we will definitely not be able to cope with it."

Xiao Jiayuan looked at Gu Luo: "It depends on the princess' ability."

The medicinal powder that Gu Luo put in the cakes for those people was enough to make people eat it without any problems, and the medicine took effect only half a quarter of an hour after leaving the main army.

This medicinal powder can be used today as well as tomorrow.

Gu Luo said: "Okay, then we will set off as usual tomorrow. When we are still a quarter of an hour away from Qianzhou City, we will stop to eat. At that time, Mr. Du will join forces with these refugees to attack us. When their attack begins, the medicine will take effect. It works, so that we can say that these refugees were beaten to death by Mr. Du's people.

Now that there is a famine in the northwest, Qianzhou City has closed its gates to prevent refugees from entering, which has already aroused public anger. When the news comes out that he killed refugees, it will arouse even more anger.

Qianzhou City has been infiltrated by the Nanzhao Kingdom, but the people in other places are still our people.

We also have a legitimate reason to get rid of Mr. Du.

As soon as these people die, the Anbo Palace will immediately launch the banner of punishing traitors and try to kill this person named Du directly at the gate of Qianzhou City tomorrow.

There is no need to arrest or interrogate. The entire Qianzhou City is already one of officials and businessmen, so interrogation is meaningless.

Kill directly."

Gu Luo spoke clearly and neatly, and his fierceness and vague nonchalance were exactly the same as Yu Yan's.

Xiao Jiayuan had no doubt that the matter was settled.

Because they knew that these people were all craftsmen, no one from Little Red, Little Green, Little Pink, Little Purple and Changming Changle dared to sleep. Early the next morning, the large army set off and headed straight for Qianzhou City.

"Aren't we waiting for them?" An old man in his sixties, supported by a child, walked tremblingly in front of Xiao Jiayuan's horse, with a worried look on his face, "Master, we are not all here yet."

Xiao Jiayuan looked down at him and the children beside him with an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Just a month ago, Yu Yan saved these "disaster victims", but was directly stabbed by this "innocent" child.

After twirling his fingers, Xiao Jiayuan said with a smile: "They were given instructions before they left. After rescuing people, they rushed directly to Qianzhou City and met us. We don't have to wait for them here. We will arrive at Qianzhou City one day earlier. Send everyone home."

Xiao Jiayuan said this, and the old man had nothing else to say. He just sighed and let the child help him back to the refugee pile.

"Let's go, let's get on our way as early as possible, and try to get everyone into the city before dark. After entering the city, those with families will go home, and our Anbo Palace will be responsible for settling everyone in each family."

Xiao Jiayuan drew a cake, and a group of "refugees" cheered.

The large troops set off.

Qianzhou City.

At the city gate, the prefect Du Jingsheng squinted his eyes as he looked at the mighty procession approaching from the distance, and sneered, "You are so lucky that you didn't die."

Next to him stood Xu Mingdong, a wealthy businessman from Qianzhou.

Xu Mingdong is a short and fat man. When he speaks, he gasps and gasps, and the flesh on his face trembles. "It doesn't matter what life is. Why don't you die obediently according to Master Du's arrangement? I can only let King Anbo run away, otherwise today will be a good day." I can send their whole family to heaven together."

Xu Mingdong gritted his teeth with hatred when he mentioned the escaped King Anbo.

He originally thought that by capturing King Anbo, he could use it to please the one in Kyoto in exchange for some practical benefits. However, he just sent a message to the one in Kyoto, saying that King Anbo had been captured alive. King Anbo turned around Just ran away.

Now the guy in Kyoto is pressing for someone, what will he give me?

We can only delay left and right and order people to search everywhere.

Narrowing his eyes and looking at the large army approaching, Xu Mingdong said: "I heard that Princess Anbo was a great beauty. How could Mr. Du really have the heart to kill people and expose their bodies in the wilderness? Isn't this a waste of natural resources? Our song in Qianzhou City Ji Li, there is no beauty like Princess Amber."

Mr. Du glanced at him and secretly cursed this old Nanzhao thief for his lust and infatuation.

"Beauty is beautiful. I'm afraid you and I won't be able to enjoy it. If you kill it cleanly, the dead will not cause trouble. As for beauty, every beauty has its own merits. No matter how beautiful it is, it will get tired of it over time."

Xu Mingdong wanted to stay alive.

Maybe we can use Princess Anbo as a lure to catch the escaped King Anbo.
Chapter completed!