A Husband Who Traveled Through the Famine and Developed a Chronicle

Chapter 146 Entering the Fucheng
A glimmer of light flashed in the middle-aged Confucian scholar's eyes.

"Go and report to the boss, let everyone search for cave entrances like this outside the city. If we find other entrances, we may be able to invade the city."

The refugees wearing red scarves were delighted when they heard this, and someone quickly went to report it.

Let’s just call them the Red Scarf Army. These Red Scarf Army were led by a bandit master from Maershan. The bandits of Malshan were originally some officers and soldiers who refused to accept the tyranny of the imperial court. In the end, they became bandits. Before the drought, they robbed The rich help the poor, which is quite famous in this area.

After the drought happened, they couldn't stand the government's disregard for human life and imposed grain taxes. They simply led people to rebel against the government and swarmed into the city to loot and smash. They took advantage of the government's failure to react and robbed many wealthy households and residents. Traveling businessman.

Therefore, they got a lot of food.

But soon they were discovered by the officials of Ganzhou Prefecture and dispersed.

It's just that the big boss was very capable and escaped from the government's pursuit with his people. Not long after, he came back again. He used the food in his hands to recruit many people and broke into Ganzhou Fucheng again. I don't know who the governor of this Fucheng was. Why do you want to eat? I was beaten into the city twice, but I didn't capture the people, I just drove them out.

As a result, more and more people from the bandit leader gathered together, and soon the entire capital of Ganzhou was surrounded.

These common people have food to eat with this big master, so they all obey his orders.

Now that they heard that there might be such a secret passage outside the city that could lead to the inside of the city, their eyes lit up. After reporting it to the master, they sent people around to look for it.

Bai Xia stayed away, afraid of being discovered by them. For some reason, she always felt something was wrong when looking at these red scarf soldiers.

Huang Tian paid off, and soon, they found three entrances one after another.

They arranged for people to enter the cave entrance in batches, with each team consisting of about 100 people, both to explore the way and to sneak into the city.

The two people who had just come out of the secret passage had no idea how much trouble Bai Xia had caused them.

Originally, the two of them just left through the secret passage, and the location of the tree was relatively hidden, so it would not attract anyone's attention. However, Bai Xia, who was such a loser, placed so many stones there for them, which made people notice it immediately. There, now that the Red Scarf Army has entered the secret passage, their master will soon be in bad luck.

Of course, their master didn't know about this at the moment. He was playing chess with a middle-aged man in the study.

"Besieged on all sides, how should the young master break the situation?"

The middle-aged man sat on the table and looked at the young man opposite with his eyebrows.

The young man has a face like a crown jewel and is wearing a white robe. Gold threads outline auspicious clouds on the hem and cuffs. He has a lazy and dignified temperament. Ten slender fingers reach into the chess basket, and he holds a chess piece between his index and middle fingers. The white piece was placed on the chessboard unhurriedly, and he said casually: "We haven't reached the end yet. How do you know that we are surrounded by enemies on all sides?"

The middle-aged man lowered his head and looked at the chessboard. He saw that the dangerous situation on all sides of the chess game was broken because of this white stone. He looked up in surprise at the young man opposite, only to see the young man slowly picking up the missing piece. The angry chess piece looked at him: "Sir, what do you think of this game?"

The middle-aged man stood up quickly and bowed his hands respectfully towards the young man: "The prince is a great talent, but he is not as good as me."

The young man put down the chess pieces and stood up. He held his wrist and said with a smile, "Master Chen, you are so complimentary. I am too embarrassed to deserve it."

"Tuk Tuk" there was a knock on the door.

"Your Majesty, they came back on Monday. There is news about that matter."

The attendant outside the door reported, the young man looked towards Chen Ping, Chen Ping stretched out his hand: "Your Majesty, I have something to do, please be busy, I will study this chess game later."

After saying that, he sat back on the table and actually stared at the chessboard and started to review the game.

The young man left the study and met the two people who went to Lijia Village in the side hall. He sat upright, his eyes fell on the two people kneeling below, picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "Tell me, how about it?"

"Your Majesty, my two subordinates found out that the man who lived in Lijia Village was adopted by the villagers of Lijia Village and later named Li Jialin. However, he died of illness on the way to take the exam."

"Oh? Dead?" The young man said casually, as if he was a little surprised.

Then one of his subordinates took out a brochure and presented it to him, and continued: "The two subordinates checked the household registration book of Wu County and found that he had already married a wife and had a son." The young man gave a wink, and the attendant stepped forward to take the brochure. After checking it, no problem was found, and then it was presented to the young man.

The boy took it and turned to the marked page.

"Li Xiuyuan"

His fingertips accurately landed on that name, and he whispered in his mouth. For some reason, he had a strong hunch that this person was very important to him, very important, very important.

"Has Li Jialin's identity been found out? Is it correct?" he asked.

"This..." The two subordinates below looked at each other and were speechless.

The boy's originally lazy eyes suddenly became sharp.

"What? You didn't find out?" His tone was dangerous, so frightened that the two people below quickly fell to the ground and begged for mercy.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. My two subordinates have only found Li Jialin. Among those born on the same day, month and year, he is the only one who was adopted. We cannot confirm that he is the person the Young Master is looking for. Moreover, Li Jialin has passed away and belongs to I...I really have no way of finding out."

The two of them were sweating on their foreheads, knowing that this was an oversight on their part.

It's just that Lijia Village has become an empty village. Except that they know that Li Jialin was adopted by a relative and was born on the same year, month and day as the person they are looking for, no one else can prove that Li Jialin is the person their son is looking for. That person.

"No way to investigate?" The young man's eyes became more and more dangerous.

"Zhou Bing, take them down and see if we can investigate."

"Yes"

The expressions of the two men named Zhou Yi changed, and when they wanted to beg for mercy, they shut their mouths after seeing the young man's expression.

The temperament of their prince is that the more you beg for mercy, the sooner you will die. If you don't beg, you might still have a way to live.

The two were taken down, and the young man looked at the household registration booklet in his hand.

"Where did Lin Youshang go?" There was no one in the house. The young man didn't know who he was talking to, but after a while, a voice came from the air: "Jizhou"

"Heh, he ran pretty fast." The young man smiled sarcastically.

"Order someone to look for the person in this book and ask Li Jialin if he has a jade tattoo on his right shoulder."

"Yes"

There was a reply in the air, and silence fell again.

At this moment, there was a cry of death coming from outside, and Chen Ping walked in hurriedly.

"Your Majesty, the Red Scarf Army is coming."

The young man was still unhurried, and seemed to have expected it. He lightly dusted his sleeves, smiled and comforted: "Master Chen, don't worry, they can't make any trouble."

Sure enough, as if to confirm the young man's words, the shouts of killing outside quickly stopped, and many bodies were moved away.

"The prince had expected this move a long time ago?"

"That's not true." The young man smiled, and then frowned: "It's just more preparation."

(End of this chapter)