Chapter 25 The way out of Volume A

Within a moment of burning incense, two black figures came out of the door with a creaking sound.

"Brother Feng, this is Brother Feng. You can call him Silang or Brother An." Zuo Liangyu introduced his partner while saying: "Silang, this is Brother Feng. Does the Feng family know about the Scorpion Pit? They are in Beijing. As a general, Brother Feng will be his legitimate son!"

Feng Ziying is also a little funny. This guy has also learned how to fake the power of a tiger. He first raised his posture and used the tiger skin as a banner.

"I've met Brother Feng." In terms of height, he is half a head taller than Zuo Liangyu, and he actually sang "Fat Nai" to Feng Ziying.

"An Ge'er, you're welcome. You and I are of the same age, so we should treat each other as brothers."

Feng Ziying is not as particular as these people in this world. It would be good to make more friends with useful people.

At least Zuo Liangyu was a figure in the history of his previous life. Even if he was a warlord of Nanming, he must be somewhat capable if he could manage an army of hundreds of thousands. Now why should he be his younger brother? Can't you just give in because of your family background?

 At this time, everything is focused on saving your life. As long as you can escape, even if you really encounter a thief, you can kneel down and bow. Who makes yourself so vulnerable now? As long as you keep the green hills, you won’t have to worry about running out of firewood, and you won’t care about anything else.

"Silang, hurry up and lead the way. We are going out of the city." Zuo Liangyu saw that Feng Ziying was very polite to Wang Pei'an. She felt happy and felt that she had enough face, so she worked harder: "This city is not safe. Brother Feng has a rich body." I can’t sit down and have to go out, what can you do?”

"Erlang, I'm afraid the only way to go out now is through Dongshui Gate. In the evening, the people from the Liang Gang had a fight with those who came in. More than a dozen people from the Liang Gang died, and a large area fell here. I didn't even dare to go there. Look, I think my uncle is also over there..."

"Your uncle is over there too?" Feng Ziying was startled and stopped. How could his uncle be there? Is he also a White Lotus cult bandit? Then wouldn’t he be throwing himself into a trap?

Zuo Liangyu was also taken aback. His eyes widened and he clenched his fists, almost stepping forward to grab the other person. "Silang, why is your uncle there? Could it be..."

"Erlang, you also know what kind of business my uncle and the others have been doing in the past six months. They can't even drink gruel. The tax inspector is guarding the dock every day. The passing ships come to unload goods secretly in the middle of the night, but this still happens often. If you are caught, you will have to cut your skin alive, but if you have to pay taxes and miscellaneous taxes, you will not be able to live. No one comes here, so how are the weavers doing?"

Although they are only 11 or 12 years old, Feng Ziying feels that both Wang Pei'an and Zuo Liangyu have shown maturity beyond their age. Children of poor people have long been the masters of the family. Children who lack parents must survive if they want to survive. If you go on, you will have to learn to adapt to this world.

“Then your uncle dares to rebel and become a bandit?” Zuo Liangyu’s face was unkind, and his tone was even harsher.

"Erlang, my uncle will definitely not become a thief. Previously, he probably just wanted to help a bunch of people behind the Wei family alley to make a living." Zuo Liangyu's somewhat ferocious tone forced him to Feeling a little timid, Wang Peian muttered: "My uncle is not that kind of person, you know..."

"I know there's a fool. He got involved with those bandits. Once the guards come, there's only one way to die..." Zuo Liangyu said fiercely.

"My uncle heard that the soldiers from the guard station went south to Yanzhou. He heard that there was also a bandit rebellion in Yanzhou, so he mobilized the soldiers from the guard station to Liu Xiantai and went south together. The soldiers from Qianhu Station in Dongchang Prefecture also Going south." He obviously heard some news from his uncle, and his uncle's news must have been obtained from some caring people.

The Linqing Bingbei Road is in charge of the military affairs and security of Dongchang Prefecture and Yanzhou Prefecture. Once there is banditry, the local government and the inspection department cannot suppress it. The Bingbei Road must report the situation to the Bingbei Road, and the Bingbei Road must make a decision. Countermeasures.

This time, the banditry situation in Yanzhou was obviously serious, so they had just mobilized the Linqing Guards and the guards from Dongchang Prefecture's Qianhu Station. But I didn't expect that this was a coincidence, and even greater banditry broke out in Linqing, and it was It’s hard to say whether the cult bandits fell into the White Lotus Cult’s trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain.

"Liu Xiantai also went south?" Feng Ziying was even more worried. Liu Xiantai was the deputy envoy of Linqing Military Preparation Road and was responsible for the military security of the entire Linqing Guard and Dongchang Prefecture and Yanzhou Prefecture.

"I heard from my uncle that he went south and has been walking for several days." Wang Pei'an was also a little uneasy.

He felt that the man in front of him, Brother Feng, who was about the same size as himself, seemed to have an innate coercive temperament. Perhaps it was his status as the son of General Shenwu, or his special status as a Gongsheng of the Imperial Academy, which made him subconsciously feel a little timid. .

"Did you also go by water?" Feng Ziying knew nothing about many things. She only learned about them now. In addition, she didn't know much about the internal operating regulations of the Zhou Dynasty government, so she could only rely on what was left in her body. It is really difficult to make a judgment based on some memories.

Fortunately, I have a family background. My father is a senior military official of the Zhou Dynasty. The chief soldier of Datong Town is not comparable to the ordinary deputy military commander, so I have some understanding of these aspects through my ears and eyes.

"Yes, I heard that they took a boat at night, from Dongchang Prefecture." Wang Pei'an replied.

Feng Ziying can't think too much now. The only way now is to leave the city and find Li Dushuai, the water transport manager.

The deputy envoy of Bingbeidao has been transferred to Yanzhou. It will take less than ten and a half months to go there. The only hope now is that Li Sancai has arrived in Liaocheng or Zhangqiu. Only in this way will there be enough time.

"Forget it, Shiro, you'd better find a chance to tell your uncle that this is not an ordinary civil uprising. People from the Luo Sect and the Wenxiang Sect are involved, and the court will not let it go easily." Feng Ziying stared at the other party, "It's still too late to get out now. When the time comes, I'll find someone to smooth things over for your uncle, and maybe he can be exempted from guilt."

 Feng Ziying had to say this.

 It doesn't make sense to let others lead the way and work hard for you, but not give them the slightest thought.

As for asking someone to clear things up, it's not a lie. The Feng family still has some connections in Linqing, but he doesn't have the ability, so he can only ask his father to talk things over and clear things up.

Zuo Liangyu was convinced when he heard this. He kicked Wang Pei'an and said harshly: "Why don't you thank Brother Feng? Do you really think that your eldest son, Erlang, is like you?"

Wang Pei'an also quickly bowed and thanked him, but Feng Ziying didn't care and waved her hand: "Let's go, find a way to get out of the city. If you can't get out of the city, it's all in vain."

The three of them turned out of the alley and sneaked along the alleys, sometimes walking along ditches and sometimes behind walls. In short, they avoided streets and crossroads as much as possible to reduce the possibility of encountering bandits.

"Brother Feng, that's Ciyu Nunnery over there. We can bypass Ciyu Nunnery and go down along the edge of the city wall to get to Dongshui Gate. That's the fastest, but there must be someone guarding that side, or we can go Cricket Going out of the alley, there are many forks on that side, and it would take half an hour to go around."

Walking behind a low house, Wang Pei'an leaned down and said, "And I'm worried that there must be someone guarding the entrance to Cricket Alley, and..."

"And what?" Feng Ziying heard something in the other party's words.

"Cricket Alley is opposite Gulou East Street. They had a battle there before and many people died. They were all guarded by the religious bandits you mentioned. I'm afraid it will be difficult to get through. If we go south of Ciyu Nunnery , I might be able to pass by the city wall..."

Wang Pei'an's words gave Feng Ziying a glimmer of hope, "Are your uncles and the others guarding the city wall?"

"Brother Feng, my uncle really didn't want to rebel. They were forced to do nothing by the regular tax supervisor. In our Weijia Hutong, we all make a living by weaving wicker baskets and straw bags. There are hundreds of households. Two to three thousand people rely on this to make a living. They used to rely on good business to survive, but now I heard from my uncle that the number of customers now is less than 30% of what they were in the previous two years. How can everyone survive?"

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