After walking out of the execution chamber, Quan Gong glanced at his hands with some disgust.

There were specks of blood on it.

He took the towel handed over by the young eunuch and wiped his hands vigorously. After wiping, he put it to his nose and sniffed, but his brows still did not relax.

The blood was wiped clean, but the fishy smell could not be wiped away.

How many years have you not done anything yourself?

The power and merit are completely unclear.

It must have been more than ten years, right? After he was promoted to the position of the Inner Palace Superintendent, and also took over the position of Commander of the Imperial City Division, this kind of thing became far away from him.

A gentleman is far away from the kitchen!

Of course, others will do the dirty work, you just need to wait to get the results.

But this time, another exception was made.

Over the past year or so, the officials have been very dissatisfied with themselves.

King Jing conspired to rebel, and the border troops entered Beijing. Xiao Ding did whatever he wanted in the northwest and cut off communication between the two sides. What happened north of Hengshan can only rely on Xiao Ding's memorial...

More importantly, Xiao Yu died, and I knew nothing about how Xiao Yu died.

All clues have been completely cut off.

A shocking storm was brewing, and the imperial court tried its best to block the news, holding on to the last glimmer of hope for Cui Ang to trick Xiao Ding back to Beijing.

One by one, the anger of the officials is building.

If I hadn't followed the Guan family for decades, from the time when the Guan family was an ordinary prince to the present, I'm afraid the Guan family would have captured me long ago.

No more mistakes can be made.

If this news is leaked again and causes great changes in the northwest, I am afraid that going to the late emperor's mausoleum to guard the tomb will be the best outcome for me.

Dongcheng, Xiaozhai.

Where there used to be bright lights, now there are only one or two lanterns shining weakly in the darkness.

In the past, even at night, this street was bustling with activity. As the third commander-in-chief, Xiao Yu never really had time for himself. People who wanted to see him lined up in a long queue on the street.

.

Xu Wuyan strode over, bowed to Mrs. Han and said, "Madam, it's time to go!"

Madam Han stood up, and with Xiao Yi's support, she staggered towards the outside of the house.

After stepping out of the threshold and looking back at the nave, tears flowed down like a river bursting its banks.

Mrs. Han doesn’t want to leave.

But she had to go.

Xiao Ao only had one thing to do, which shattered all Mrs. Han's persistence.

The news that his father was killed by the imperial court is being sent to the northwest day and night. No one knows what decision Xiao Ding will make. If Xiao Ding decides to avenge his father and rebel, and fight against the imperial court, don't worry.

When the time comes we become a weapon in the hands of the imperial court?

If we were tied up by the court and released in front of the two armies, could the eldest brother still order his soldiers to charge?

Why does the court now put so many people outside our homes to monitor us day and night? Isn't it because they are worried that we will run away?

Now we are a powerful card in the court's hand.

Cui Ang has gone to the northwest. Maybe he is using us to threaten his elder brother and make him give up his military power and return to Bianliang. Will he still be able to survive once he returns to Bianliang?

Xiao Yi told Mrs. Han one by one what Xiao Ding had done in the northwest in the past few years. The more she listened, the paler her face became.

Ever since she was a girl, Mrs. Han has been a pampered person who only cares about enjoying happiness. She has never paid attention to how the men in her family live outside. Because whether it is in her mother's family or later in her husband's family, the men in the family

, she has never been disappointed, worried or worried.

It's different now.

She couldn't help her son, but she couldn't be a burden to him either.

Xiao Ai was right. At present, escaping Bianliang and getting rid of the control of the court would be the greatest help to his son.

No matter what choice the son makes, it is his own choice.

"Uncle Xu, where are we going? To Dalang's place?" There were already a dozen fully armed warriors standing in the yard.

Xu Wuyan shook his head: "Madam, it's impossible to go to Dalang's side now. The imperial court has deployed too much power in this direction, so it's us, even if ordinary people want to take this road, it's

It is extremely difficult, and the people I sent to deliver the message would not have been able to get out if they had not been arranged outside."

"Where are we going if we don't go to Dalang Haoli?" Mrs. Han asked doubtfully.

"Madam, let's go find Erlang!" Xu Wuyan said: "Going south, the court's defenses will be much more relaxed. As long as we leave Bianliang City, the sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for fish to swim. Old

I have already arranged my escape route, Madam does not need to worry."

Mrs. Han nodded.

The group of people did not walk outside Xiao's house, but instead walked inside.

Under Mrs. Han's puzzled gaze, everyone stopped outside a bungalow. Xu Youyan opened the door, stood at the door and looked at Mrs. Han: "Madam!"

Mrs. Han stepped in the door and suddenly found a cellar in the middle of the house. At this moment, a ladder was placed in it.

"What is this for?" Mrs. Han asked.

"Madam, this is a tunnel, a tunnel that leads directly to the outside." Xu Wuyan said.

"Underground? Can we escape from Bianliang by following this tunnel?" Mrs. Han didn't believe it. She knew how big Bianliang was.

"Of course not!" Xiao Yi continued: "This tunnel at home leads to the underground of Bianliang City. These underground passages extend in all directions, but they can lead all the way to the outside of Bianliang City. Mom, next, we can

We have to walk underground for several days."

"Go underground?" Mrs. Han was stunned.

"Yes." Xu Wuyan said: "The underground of Bianliang is another world, like a maze. That kind of place is not a place that noble people like Madam can set foot in, but now there is no way but to go from here.

, so that we can escape Bianliang. The route has been arranged, and there are people underground to help us. It will take about three to five days before we can get away from Bianliang City."

"Let's go, mother!" Xiao Yi walked to the cellar and took the lead in climbing down the ladder.

After a while, a group of more than ten people were already underground.

After walking forward for more than ten steps, the light completely disappeared. The leading warrior lit the torch in his hand, held it in his hand and led the way.

Mrs. Han has lived in Xiao Zhai for decades, and she never knew that there was such a long tunnel underground in Xiao Zhai.

At the end of the tunnel is a door covered with iron.

A samurai is waiting there.

"Open the door!" Xu Wuyan ordered.

The warrior reached into his arms, took out a key, and opened the big lock.

"Madam, when you walk out of this door, you have left our Xiao residence!" Xu Wuyan glanced at the top of his head with some sadness: "I don't know when I can come back after leaving. Maybe, I will never be able to come back in this life."

Mrs. Han choked with sobs, leaned against the wall weakly, and sobbed: "Uncle Xu, my husband's body is still in the prison."

Xiao Yi knelt down, kowtowed three times in the direction of the prison, straightened up, and said: "Mom, you don't need to worry about dad's body. The court just wants to cover the lid now and doesn't dare to disclose the truth. Dad is still

They are still ministers of the imperial court, and they will not insult their father's body. Even if the eldest brother rebels in the future, Zhao Suo will not do anything to his father's body in order to show his kindness to the world. Maybe one day, the eldest brother will

If you win, you can naturally go to the court to get your father's body back."

"Sister Sanniang is right!" Xu Wuyan said. "Madam, let's go!"

Xiao Yi stood up straight, walked over and helped Mrs. Han up. The two of them took a step at the same time and crossed the iron gate.

There was a stale smell in the long passage, and there was a soft sound of water rushing in my ears. Behind me, there was a bang, the iron door was closed tightly, and Mrs. Han's body shook slightly.

Trembling, but never looking back.

In the Imperial Palace, Qingju Hall.

The great eunuch Quan Gong gently placed a bowl of lotus seed soup on Zhao Suo's desk, then stepped aside with his head lowered.

During this time, Zhao Suo was so anxious that he had several blisters on his lips.

Zhang Chao is rushing to Shaanxi, and the order to mobilize troops has been sent out, but dispatching troops and horses is not just a simple order. The deployment of personnel, the collection of grain and grass, the equipment of weapons, and the local placement

These are all daunting questions.

Xiao Yu is the leader of the three secretaries. In the past, when he was here, the collection, deployment, and operation of military pay, food, and materials seemed to be very easy. It seemed that it was a very simple matter. But now, this person

After his death, the third deputy envoy seemed to be in chaos, and the efficiency of the entire operation was not the same as in the past. The third deputy envoy was scolded several times by Zhao Suo within one day.

But scolding still doesn't solve any problems.

What should be chaos is still chaos.

At the door, a eunuch peered in. Quan Gong frowned slightly, walked over quietly, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

"Manager, there is news from outside that there is no one in the Xiao Mansion!"
To be continued...