Han official!

Chapter 57 Yi concubine
Yi Shuo wore her hair in a Yingchun bun, a hairpin made of orchid, and a long-sleeved skirt. She had an oval face, fair and delicate complexion, and curved eyebrows, and looked extremely pretty and charming.

She had been frightened by being robbed for several days. Although she had hoped to grow bezoar through the medicinal prescriptions and had not committed any offense, the fear in her heart was getting worse day by day.

Yishuo's hair was a little messy, which made her look even more pitiful.

It's heartbreaking to see.

Guo Jie hugged Yi Shuo, who was sobbing non-stop. Her waist was slender, enough to be held in one hand, and her breasts were turbulent. He suddenly felt distracted and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Yishuo has an amazing figure.

The best of the best.

"Not afraid."

Guo Jie patted Yi Shuo's thin back gently. Even through her long-sleeved skirt, he could still feel her graceful figure. He comforted her, "Don't worry, my dear. I will take her away from Chongwu and Kunchili right away. Let's go back to Chang'an."

Yi Shuo's emotions calmed down. Seeing someone standing at the door, she screamed "Ah" and jumped away from Guo Jie's arms in embarrassment.

A faint blush appeared on her pretty face. She lowered her hair in shame and looked at the toes of her silk shoes.

I didn’t dare to go see Guo Jie again.

"My dear."

Guo Jie held Yi Shuo's soft, boneless hand, and it felt so good that he couldn't help but squeeze it. "Such a soft hand, as if it has no bones. Today I finally understand what the ancients meant by 'soft and boneless'."

Yi Shuo widened her beautiful eyes.

It was the first time she was held by a man's hand. How could Mr. Guo behave so rudely?

"ah!"

Yishuo felt even more embarrassed when her tender hands were kneaded by Guo Jie. Her pretty face turned redder and even her delicate neck turned a faint pink.

Very rosy.

More and more lovely.

Guo Jie looked back and his breath was held. He had never seen such a charming woman before. Four words popped into his mind.

Delicious food.

"Mr. Guo."

Yi Shuo blushed under his fiery gaze and whispered, "When are we leaving? Are the officials from Kunchi stationed outside, or have they been detained by Lord Guo? No one will come to stop me and Lord Guo from leaving."

A gentle word from Mr. Guo.

Guo Jie's heart nearly melted, and he tightened his grip on Yi Shuo's hand. "Two fists are no match for four hands. This place is unsafe. Follow me and leave Kunchili as soon as possible. We'll be safe when we reach the Zhicheng Gate. The townships along the way are untrustworthy. Only when we reach Zhang Qian's Zhicheng Gate can we be considered out of danger."

He walked out of the toilet and took Yi Shuo with him to the stable, where there were not only dozens of cows but also several horses.

Although the stable horses are not as fast as the Hexi horses, they are much faster than two legs.

If you want to escape from Kunchi, you must ride away on the stable horse.

While Guo Jie hurried to the stable, he took out a small crossbow and shot a bronze arrow to alert Zhang Qian and Wei Guang who were heading to the Jiashe courtyard.

"call out--"

"call out--"

"call out--"

Zhang Qian and Wei Guang were startled when they heard three sounds of bronze arrows, knowing that the matter had been exposed or was about to be exposed. Their brother reminded them to leave Kunchi as soon as possible.

The Jiashe courtyard is right next to the inner gate.

"Dangdang——"

There was a copper cauldron in the sentry shed. A villager suddenly knocked on the copper cauldron, and several villagers nearby hurriedly closed the heavy door.

Kunchili had experienced many attacks by bandits and was already familiar with the various rules for resisting them. The villagers living near the inner gate came out of their homes one after another, holding iron hoes, plows, and many hunting bows.

The villagers who were plowing in the fields hurried back carrying their plows and rakes, and returned to Kunchi as quickly as possible.

Within moments, hundreds of villagers gathered at the front and back gates of Kunchili, firmly blocking the heavy doors to prevent bandits from breaking in. Upon learning that Yi Zong and his men had come to patrol the prison and abducted the doctor, the villagers were furious. All the cattle in the village were given to Qiu Jing. Many, envious of the recipe's promise of producing bezoar, borrowed money to buy a cow and gave it to Qiu Jing, unwilling to miss the opportunity to produce a golden ox.

The market price of an ox is between nine thousand and ten thousand coins.

One gold and ten thousand coins.

The oxen bought by the villagers in Kunchi were all the best and strongest cattle, and the market price was as high as one gold coin.

The villagers didn't have much money left, so they found many relatives and friends living in nearby villages and pooled money to sell the cattle.

It all refers to the bezoar produced by working oxen.

Otherwise, there are usually only a dozen cows in a village, so how could there be fifty oxen in Kunchi?

The best oxen from each village were gathered in Kunchi.

Selling cattle is not an easy task, and it is not something that can be done simply by having money. Many families of villagers depend on good and strong cattle for their livelihood, and they would not sell them even if they had money.

The villagers in Kunchi spent a lot of time and almost wore out their lips, buying out all the high-quality oxen from various villages.

It takes a lot of effort.

Now, there are people who are actually stopping the oxen from producing bezoar, cutting off the livelihood of the villagers, and they all have murderous eyes.

Zhang Qian looked at the throng of people surging through the inner gate, his heart sinking. "Ride out and head for the Chang'an government office. The two Chang'an lieutenants, Zhang Tang in charge of the prison, and Zhu Anshi in charge of the prisoners, won't likely help you by going to Zhu Anshi. Immediately go to Liushi and summon the Gaojie Duting and the Zhichengmen's guards. Only then can you rescue your brother."

The inner wall is only about ten feet high, and the guard post is also about ten feet high, which together makes it as high as three or four stories.

Even if you climb over the wall, you will at least sprain your ankle if you don't fall to death.

Can't escape far.

Wei Guang was just about to give his horse to Guo Jie, but he saw that fewer and fewer villagers were returning from outside, and he didn't know where to find Guo Jie.

That's too late.

"drive!"

Wei Guang shouted, holding the reins, and while the villagers opened the door to let a few in, he rushed out on horseback: "Go find your brother as soon as possible, stay together, don't separate, and wait for me to return with the executioners."

Zhang Qian tightly gripped the ring-handled sword and the red-painted double-curved shield in his hands, took a deep breath, and realized that it was useless to look for Guo Jie again.

The only solution now is to attract Qiu Jing to his side.

What do Qiu Jing and the residents care about most?
Zhang Qian looked up, gazing towards the granary. "If the granary is burned down, there will be no millet to eat. It will take more than half a year for the millet in the fields to mature. I'm afraid many people will starve to death."

He immediately ran towards the warehouse, galloping all the way, and finally reached the warehouse in Kunchi.

The warehouse is surrounded by a high rammed earth wall with a narrow door. As long as you rush in and close the door, you can keep out the residents outside.

It can also attract many villagers and greatly reduce Guo Jie's pressure.

"Haha, Wan Jun is indeed a young hero. Even at such a young age, he is valued by the Maoling Wei."

Many tents appeared at the door of the warehouse. In order to train his grandson Wan Zhang, Wan Zimeng, the head of Liushi Banner Pavilion, arranged for him to transport a large amount of grain to Maoling Wei for this year's plan.

Wan Zhang rarely went out, so he took his men to stay in Kunchi for a few days before leaving. The guards and executioners used the felt blankets they carried with them, put them together, and placed them on wooden sticks to form a temporary tent for rest.

The door of the warehouse was filled with tents.

If it were someone else, they would have retreated.

Zhang Qian once again showed his brave side as a lone warrior.

When he was sent as an envoy to the Western Regions, he dared to charge into the camps of the Hun envoys.

At this time, I will naturally not retreat.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Qian immediately charged towards the tents scattered at the entrance alone.

"kill!"

(End of this chapter)