Zhuang Rou rode out of the city with a shield on her back and saw that the life of refugees became more and more difficult.

Before, there were people who sympathized with them and would give them some food when they met begging for food. During the days when she was not out, three more cases of robbing villages and towns occurred.

It is still said that it was done by refugees, and they did look like refugees. They just robbed some food and ran away, and their clothes were not as good as those of the ward.

There are also weapons. This time I get all the easy-to-get things like sticks. Occasionally, a few people carry sharp weapons, which is nothing more than kitchen knives or hatchets that I snatched from somewhere.

Nowadays, everyone is beating the refugees, and the people are no longer pitiful when they see them, but they are disgusted away from them. The refugees can only rely on the government to get the little porridge to live. Those who are infected with the disease cannot survive and disappear before the most difficult time.

Zhuang Rou knew from the beginning that even if she found money, Chu Xia would not make trouble in it, and the refugees would not be able to protect them all.

Children and women can also sell stuttering. Young and strong men have the advantage and get more food. The first one to die is the elderly who are in poor health and unable to steal food.

All of this is all because of the down-and-out prince who wants to rebel!

Zhuang Rou had never seen this person, but she hated him first. If he hadn't wanted to rebel and forced the emperor to be too anxious, he wouldn't have wanted to deal with King Ren earlier.

Without the Queen Mother and the uncle, the court would allocate money to rescue disasters, and the refugees would not be deeply involved in these conspiracies.

She looked at the refugees on the roadside, thinking that if all the people of King Ren were killed, the emperor's throne would be stable, and her brother would no longer have to use these refugees.

Yes! Just do it.

Zhuang Rou thought she was not a good person and she had selfish intentions. Otherwise, as long as she killed Zhuang Xuewen and Chu Xia, the puppet emperor would not be able to cause any trouble.

However, this can only be slowed down for a while. Unless he can force the palace to succeed, he still has to fight if he wants to take office.

Besides, who would kill Zhuang Xuewen and Chu Xia for the sake of refugees? These two people she cared about the most?

She rode on the horse and let it go by itself, saying to herself: "If this is the case, just kill Yang Rong."

So Zhuang Rou turned her horse and rode to the place where the garrison was. She planned to hide around the garrison and look for an opportunity to kill Yang Rong. And she could stare at the people who were going out to rob, and she saw each person killing the other.

When Zhuang Rou targeted the garrison, a white-faced young man who was lightly slapped in the cold wind, rode a horse and brought someone to the garrison with him.

Yang Rong went to the gate to greet the two of them in person, and her frowns also let go with the arrival of them.

He welcomed the two into the commander's office, asked someone to prepare the wing room, and then brought the tea, and asked, "You two can come so quickly, and you really have freed Yang's siege. I don't know the names of the two of you."

The white-faced scholar shook his fan and said, "In Xia Baiyuan Guang, he is known as the Jade-faced Young Master. This person is a shiny gray, Qin Qiu."

Compared to Hiroshi Baiyuan's kindness, Qin Qiu just sat lazily on the chair and bowed to him casually, even if he had said hello.

Yang Rong had never heard of the names of the two. He did not deal with people in the world. They had division of labor. People in the world were Luo Yunfan's line.

But after all, this was someone he invited to a lot of money. With the price and reputation he offered, it was impossible to send someone who could not do it.

And he only invited one person, and there was one more. Could it be for free?

"I admire you for a long time, and I admire you for a long time. You are so reliable in your work. If you have two masters protecting me, you will not be afraid of any assassination!" Yang Rong said politely. After he found that his people could not beat Zhuang Rou, he decided to ask the killers in the world to protect him.

When Zhuang Rou approaches, she can let the killer who protects herself kill her.

Bai Yuan Guang waved his fan and said, "Commander Yang made you make a mistake. I was the one you invited, and he had other tasks to do."

"The reason I live here is because his goal is somewhat consistent with you, so it's a good idea."

Yang Rong was stunned and looked at the gray line, "I wonder if I can ask you a risk, who is the target you are looking for?"

Qin Qiu looked at him and grinned, "Only the dead can know."

"..." Yang Rong was a little annoyed, but she knew some rules in the world, and it seemed that she could not say them.

He eased the embarrassment by haha, "It's okay, no matter who it is, you can live as long as you want!"

"Thank you, but if an assassin comes, I will not help you." Qin Qiu said carelessly.

If it weren't for the tokens on Bai Yuan Hiroshi's hand, Yang Rong would have thought that these two people were Chu Xia's spies. Aren't the killer the kind of murder puppet that is cold and silent, like a dead person without expression?

Now there is a gangster, a scholar, and the gap between the imagined killer in the world is too big.

Yang Rong cursed secretly in her heart, and then said seriously: "I invite Mr. Bai, mainly because there is a woman who wants my life all the time. Although I have a lot of people here, I am just an ordinary subordinate and can't beat her at all."

"My task is to protect you for 30 days. If the other party doesn't come to the door, I will not take the initiative to look for her. So you don't have to introduce her to me. Anyway, as long as someone wants to attack you, even if it's a fly, I won't let it get close to you." Shirahara Hiroki smiled. The price of murder and protection is different. This commander is really good at making a decision.

Seeing that he had no intention of taking action first, Yang Rong was also a little dissatisfied. If it weren't for the lack of help, he wouldn't have wanted to find these people in the martial arts world.

Just asking someone to come and protect yourself would cost 100,000 taels of silver, which was only a month. And even if you add money, you would not stay. They said they were busy and had no time to waste time on such tasks.

But now that everyone has come, they naturally have to offer them. Then they will deliberately lead Zhuang Rou out.

Yang Rong made up her mind and chatted politely. It was not until Shirahara Hiroshi made it clear that he would go back to the house to rectify it, so he sent someone to take them back to the house.

As soon as the two left, he immediately called Ting Shishi Ding to find out if Zhuang Rou was still in the yamen. But he got good news that Zhuang Rou had already left the city, but he didn't know where he had gone.

"Hmph, she won't just forget it, she must go and meddle in other people's business again. I will take action tonight to attract her to come and let this Bai kill her!" Yang Rong could no longer bear the hatred of Zhuang Rou, and she didn't want to wait for a moment.

Ting Shishi advised worriedly: "Sir, isn't this too dangerous?"

Yang Rong snorted coldly and said, "What are you afraid of? If the people from Ling Pavilion are here, you can still be injured by that woman? Luo Yunfan once said that Ling Pavilion has rules. If the mission fails, the person who takes over the mission will only have one chance to remedy it."

"If something happens to me for protection, then this young master Bai will not even have a chance to remedy it. And Lingge will send people to eliminate those who failed the mission. If the failure is deadly, they will not be able to do their best!"

"So that's it. It seems that the killer's life is not easy!" Talent Ding had never seen such a martial arts organization. After hearing what he said, he suddenly felt that being a killer was more dangerous than rebellion, and there were still people who were willing to do it.
Chapter completed!