In September in the Northland, it gets dark early.
Among the Lingzhi cities, the northern city suffered the most severe damage, while the relatively poor and dilapidated southern city suffered little damage.
However, due to the large-scale construction plan in Lingzhi City, the city's population has moved to Beicheng, which is being rebuilt.
This small area is dilapidated and uninhabited.
Among the crooked thatched huts and melons, a few relatively bright buildings were lit with dim candlelight.
The backyard of this restaurant is a courtyard with two entrances, and there are three small courtyards for people to live in next to it. It also doubles as a foot shop for drinkers to rest temporarily.
At the end is a large courtyard dedicated to parking horses and carriages.
In the main room in the middle, there was a lot of rustling and low-volume talking.
The dim candlelight reflected the bright silk fabrics of the people in the room.
In this dilapidated house with frayed lichen and a musty stench, half of the prominent families of the clan gathered together.
Those who can come here have all reached a tacit agreement and taken action.
Lian Zhe felt a little elated.
Lin family, Jiang family, Guo family...
These people with big surnames gathered around Lian Zhe and praised his behavior.
Although he doesn't seem to have actually done anything.
But that didn't stop him from looking modest, saying that he just didn't want to continue to be bullied by Zhao Yun and Gongsun's vicious woman.
But Manager Ding, who really took action, sat aside helplessly.
I don’t know where I offended Mr. Lian, and he was left in the cold.
Wang Jin, another man of meritorious service, was treated with great courtesy. Following Lian Zhe's death, he got to know many people from aristocratic families.
This made Wang Jin overjoyed and kept smiling on his face.
It was getting late at night, and the oil lamp burning in the corner of the room crackled and bloomed.
Suddenly someone said: "Count on the time, it's time for Lian Gong to start taking action."
As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of Dongcheng.
…
snap
A very heavy leather bag fell to the ground.
The mouth of the bag was not tied tightly, and several golden cakes rolled out.
Not the usual stuff called gold but actually copper, but real gold.
Under the torch light, it shines with charming luster.
Lian Zhen raised the corners of his lips, watching the dark-skinned city gate captain in front of him looking at the gold on the ground, and swallowed subconsciously.
The value of this bag of gold is enough to make the young man in front of me worry-free for half his life.
Finally, the young man with blue veins popping out on his forehead was bewitched by the golden light. He suddenly stepped forward, picked up the bag of gold, and held it in his arms like a treasure.
Lian Zhen showed a satisfied smile and signaled to the servant beside him, who followed the order and left.
Come back after a while and nod to Lian Zhen.
Lian Zhen's face suddenly showed a satisfied smile.
…
The second half of the night is when people are most sleepy.
The soldiers on the east city were drowsy, and Lian Zhen, led by the city gate captain, walked up to the city wall with his entourage in a swagger.
He looked at these sleepy soldiers and shook his head secretly.
After all, Zhao Yun's background was a bit shallow. After his elite soldiers followed him to Xiangguan, there were no more available. The county soldiers in the city were extremely slack.
However, this is the best.
The fruit that Yuan had promised them turned around and actually fell into the hands of his Lian family.
Lian Zhen thought proudly.
At this time, there were lights everywhere outside the city, and thousands of people were coming towards the city gate.
A dozing soldier woke up and when he saw the situation before him, he ran to the watchtower and sounded the copper bell to warn.
But he was stopped by the city gate captain, who kicked him on the buttocks and said, "You are so blind that you can't see the flag of Governor Zhao?"
The city gate captain said loudly: "Don't mess around. It's Governor Zhao who is back. Don't make any noise. If you cause trouble, you will be killed without mercy."
After hearing what he said, the commotion on the city wall calmed down.
A soldier asked timidly: "Why did Governor Zhao come back at night?"
But he was slapped across the face by the city gate captain: "Is this what you should ask?"
The soldier covered his face, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and he lowered his head in anger without speaking.
While he was talking, soldiers approached from a distance. Under the heavy firelight, a red flag was raised, with the word "Zhao" vaguely written on it.
"Open the city gate quickly," the city gate captain said, "If something serious happens and we are investigated, I will kill you first."
The soldiers on the city hesitated for a moment, saw him raising his hand again, and hurried down to the city to give the order to open the door.
Lian clasped his hands and squinted his eyes to watch this farce-like scene.
The city gate creaked open a crack, and then the gap slowly widened.
The people below the city crossed the suspension bridge on the moat and slowly entered the Wengcheng. Lian Zhen saw a familiar face in front of the team.
As groups of soldiers entered Wengcheng, the joy in the city could no longer be suppressed.
He winked at the city gate captain, and when he was about to leave, he noticed a tall man standing next to him.
Seeing him stunned, the man turned his head and gave him a friendly smile.
After Lian Zhen lost consciousness for a moment, his face turned as pale as a ghost.
The city gate captain didn't know when he stood behind him, put his hand on his shoulder, and grinned widely.
"What are you doing..." Lian Zhen's followers were about to have a fit.
The soldier who ran down to deliver the order came back at some unknown time. He grabbed the attendant's neck and twisted it casually.
There was a crisp click sound, and it fell down as softly as a cloth bag.
The soldier touched his face, walked to the city gate captain and whispered: "You will be dead later, but you dare to hit Naigong!"
"Hehehe." The dark-skinned Chengmen Lieutenant let out a silly laugh.
Lian Zhen looked up in despair, only to find that the soldiers who were yawning just now were all standing behind the parapet at some unknown time, holding crossbows in their hands.
And in the distance, there was the sound of thundering horse hooves approaching.
…
"Hey, I wonder if Lian Gong's operation went well." One of the people in the wine shop frowned.
Normally, I should have slept in a warm bed with soft pillows, but now I had to sit upright in this drafty shabby room. Some people had long been dissatisfied.
Lian Zhe glanced at the man but said nothing.
Manager Ding stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."
Lian Zhe snorted. Now that the matter is over, Manager Ding is no longer so important.
Wang Jin didn't know what he was thinking, so he stood up and said, "I'm going with Brother Ding."
Manager Ding glanced at him inexplicably and walked out first with an expressionless face, followed by Wang Jin.
Not long after they left, there was suddenly a rush of footsteps outside.
Lian Zhe was looking forward to it. He turned around and saw a guard pushing open the door and coming in.
Lian Zhe wanted to ask if it was done, but then he heard the guard say: "It's not good! Many people came from outside and surrounded the courtyard."
Lian Zhe was stunned on the spot: "Impossible, impossible. How could anyone know that we are here."
The guard's words made everyone present panic. They stood up and ran outside, only to find that the courtyard door was blocked from the outside.
For a moment, the courtyard was filled with noise.
Chapter completed!