The official is about forty years old, with a slender figure and a handsome appearance.

However, the deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and slightly frosted temples mean that he has been working hard day and night for many years as an official.

"Master, you haven't eaten for a day. At least eat a little, don't be tired."

An old servant beside him, hunched over his body said with concern.

The official nodded, but his face was still frowning.

He picked up the rice porridge and took a sip, but he felt it tasted like chewing wax.

After swallowing it with difficulty, I put down the bowls and chopsticks and sighed.

"Uncle Liu, how many years have you been to our house?"

the official asked.

“Forty-six years?

Or forty-seven years?”

The old servant known as Liu Bo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Time has passed too long, and I don't remember it."

"It's forty-eight years."

The official said confidently: "When you entered our house, I heard from my father that he was just a twelve-year-old child at that time."

“It’s been so long?

I have a bad memory since I was a child, so I still have a good brain for scholars like the master.”

Uncle Liu laughed.

After a brief silence.

Uncle Liu finally mentioned the topic that neither of them wanted to talk about: "Master, you have been worrying about food since yesterday. Are you still worried about what happened at Luocheng's home?"

The official stiffened and nodded heavily: "I missed myself, Jiang Xingchen, who practiced Confucianism and Taoism at the age of seven, and was only twenty-three years old."

"I was full of passion and thought about serving the country with peace and prosperity."

"In the past twenty years since I was an official outside, I rarely went home and felt guilty towards my parents and wives."

"The news came yesterday that the Minjian Army had captured Luocheng, and it was said that my official's parents were in high court, his wife and children had no news."

"Do you know how uncomfortable this official feels?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Xingchen's eyes were slightly red.

Under the kerosene lamp, his eyes reflected light, obviously full of tears.

Jiang Xingchen suddenly asked, "Brother Liu, are you not worried about your family at all?"

"For example, your grandson, Liu Xu?"

Uncle Liu shook his body and a painful expression appeared on his face.

Bo Liu was the son of the Jiang family.

The so-called "family child" is the child born by a slave in the master's house.

Since his great-grandfather, Liu Bo's family has been slaves to the Jiang family for several generations.

But the Liu Bo family has always been loyal to the Jiang family.

In this era, families like the Jiang family who were gentry for generations, had a high status in the mansion with children.

They are the master's most trusted servants.

The positions of the housekeeper, the head of the servant, etc. are usually held by these families.

The head of the family even sends his family to give birth to a child to practice martial arts, and becomes an official in the court, and serves as his own help.

They are the closest group to the master's family, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they share honor and disgrace.

This time, Luocheng was destroyed, and as a child, Liu Bo, most of his family members were also affected.

Whenever he thinks of this, why doesn’t he feel very painful?

But for a moment, the pain on Liu Bo's face was covered with a smile: "Master, it's fake to say you're not worried."

"But you have been an official outside for many years and have always been upright and always benefiting the people of the country for one term."

"There is an old saying that goes, 'Good people will bless you,' I believe God will see it and will not let the people in our family die!"

"Maybe, the people in our mansion have broken out of Luocheng and are on the way here."

Bo Liu endured the grief in his heart and comforted his master.

Jiang Xingchen nodded, but the pain in his heart did not relieve at all.

He also knew that Uncle Liu couldn't bear to see him torture him in a way that he didn't eat or drink, so he comforted him?

After the Militia Army captured Luocheng, Jiang Xingchen learned through the information he sent from the undercover agent who was placed in the thief army.

The men of the Jiang family have all died in the battle to defend the city.

The women are missing.

However, an undercover agent once saw a thousand-man commander in a prisoner-of-war camp, named Qin Feng, kidnapped his family.

But what's the use of knowing this?

Become a prisoner of the civilian rebellion army.

Especially for the "backbone of Daxia" like Jiang Xingchen, the militia army wants to get rid of it quickly.

The female family in the Jiang family is in Luocheng, and there is a high possibility that they will be insulted to death!

Whenever he thinks of this, how can he eat?

As for what Liu Bo said, relying on the protection of his servants to break out and come to find him, Jiang Xingchen understood that it was impossible.

He knew very well the methods of the militia to transform the army.

Besides, hundreds of thousands of troops attacked the city together, and even a bird could not fly out.

How could it be that his family members could break through the siege?

Unless there are intermediate or above officials in the militia army, it is impossible to leave the city safely.

Obviously, the undercover agent under Jiang Xingchen does not have such ability.

Thinking of this, he couldn't eat anymore!

Jiang Xingchen took out a stack of documents and started processing them.

The only thing that can forget the pain of bereavement now is work.

As long as he devotes himself to endless work, he can temporarily escape from the pain of losing his family.

"master."

Uncle Liu shouted softly again.

Seeing Jiang Xingchen, he was concentrating on his work and ignored him, so he sighed heavily.

Everyone has their own inner demons. As for their own master, the current inner demons are not around when their family members encounter danger.

He can't help this kind of inner demon!

Besides, Liu Bo’s own family is all in Luocheng, and most of them are dead now.

He couldn't even solve his own inner demon, let alone comfort Jiang Xingchen.

The sound of "thump" footsteps echoed in the silent corridor.

"Sir, there is good news!"

An officer in Xia army uniform walked quickly through the corridor.

Without even saying hello, he was about to walk into Jiang Xingchen's study.

Don't understand the rules!

Bo Liu frowned slightly.

No movements of his body were seen. With a "whoosh", he appeared outside the study door in the blink of an eye, his body movement was like a ghost!

"You are so bold! Don't you know that the master is in a bad mood these two days and dares to disturb him?"

While Liu Bo was speaking, his turbid eyes suddenly became clear!

Then there was a golden light shining in the dark pupils!

The officer trembled like lightning as if he was struck by lightning under Liu Bo's eyes.

The fear that buried deep in his heart was infinitely magnified under Liu Bo's gaze!

With a "thump", the officer knelt in front of Liu Bo.

This officer who has experienced countless tragic battles and crawled out of the sea of ​​blood.

Under Liu Bo's gaze as bright as the golden sun, he failed to hold on for a second and was defeated!
To be continued...