Chapter 164 Rescue

After all, he was just knocked unconscious, and Gao Peng was eventually woken up. However, he felt relieved when he saw that Cen Yaoxin only guessed that things had gone wrong and did not suspect that he had betrayed the Cen family to others.

Too.

Who would have thought that the little girl not only did not die, but instead came to the door and used such cruel means?

"The people in the north of the city messed up, how could there be no lesson learned?"

Gao Peng heard the girl from the Cen family speak slowly.

The servant beside him immediately said, "Miss, you're right. Since you have two hands that are useless, you should chop them off!"

Gao Peng twisted his neck with a tingling sensation on his scalp, and then he heard Cen Yaoxin say to him, "You too."

Gao Peng shuddered, and instantly became even more determined not to tell the truth! He must not reveal that the girl had come to see him!

He quickly raised his finger to the sky and swore, "It's all because of my idiot subordinates who didn't do their job well. Please give me a chance to make amends... I'll send them to the north of the city to settle accounts with those poor families!"

Gao Peng's men quickly reached the north of the city.

"Why isn't anyone here?"

"Most likely they've gone to the fields, leaving behind some elderly, weak, women, and children at home..." The men exchanged glances, "Just drag them out and tie them to the pillars. We need to teach them a lesson, otherwise they won't be as dedicated as they should be in the future."

"If they fail once or twice, I think they don't want to live anymore!"

"Hey!" The others responded and dispersed to knock on the door.

But then I heard a "whoosh" sound breaking through the air.

"What's that sound?"

They instinctively looked around, but it was too late.

The arrow hit the leader right in the neck, and its momentum didn't diminish, nearly lifting his jaw off as well.

The ferocious look scared the other people so much that they screamed in pain, and the timid ones just fell to the ground.

She was right, there was indeed a vulnerability here.

Amo lay on the roof, touched his chin, and then pulled out another arrow from his side.

Before the remaining few people could completely disperse, "bang", another one fell to the ground.

Amo shot arrows continuously without blinking, and he had made tremendous progress compared to when he was chasing Yin Heng.

In just a blink of an eye, the place became quiet again.

Then the tightly closed door opened, and the elderly, the weak, women and children came out, dragged the corpses away and cleaned the ground, without even a trace of fear on their faces.

This was why Fu Yi was surprised at the Cen family's audacity after hearing it.

——When the granaries are full, people know etiquette; when they have enough food and clothing, they know honor and disgrace.

This group of people are exiled and have nowhere to settle down. They cannot even get legal household registration and have to risk their lives to have enough food and clothing.

Treating them as being mean and then offering them small treats will not earn their loyalty.

It will only turn them into hungry wolves.

All morality, righteousness, integrity and shame no longer exist.

After they finished cleaning up, Uncle Tang's daughter, who was blind in one eye, looked up at Ah Mo and asked while swallowing her saliva, "When will they come back?"

Amo said, "Soon."

Cheng Nianying left Amo to guard the north of the city, and took Uncle Tang and a few others to the market. The rest went up the mountain early at night.

Cheng Nianying hadn't known how difficult it was to exchange copper coins. The only two options were the coin censor and the pawnshop. The local coin censor in Weiyang was controlled by the county government, and the pawnshop was under the name of Master Gao... Even a fool would have noticed something was amiss if he'd been carrying a hundred taels of silver every day to exchange them.

She thought about it and divided the money into two parts, one part to exchange for copper coins and the other part to buy rice and meat.

She paused as she passed the spice shop.

"Girl? What's wrong?" Uncle Tang rubbed the back of his hands uncomfortably.

Walking on the streets, he was still a little timid.

Cheng Nianying glanced at him and said, "You look like you're here to do something bad."

Uncle Tang smiled awkwardly and straightened his back.

"Buy some spices and stew the meat." Cheng Nianying turned her head back and said.

Uncle Tang quickly waved his hand: "Why spend that money? Salt is enough. Salt is hard to come by."

Cheng Nianying still vividly remembers that it was the day she first arrived at the Prince's Mansion that she realized there were such delicious foods in the world.

She walked in and said, "Spend my money, not yours."

Uncle Tang said hurriedly: "How can that be good..."

Cheng Nianying thought to herself, her money was given by Fu Yi anyway.

After buying the spices, they prepared to go their separate ways.

"Stop!" A shout suddenly came from behind.

The sound startled the people passing by so much that they quickened their pace and moved several feet away.

Uncle Tang and the others froze. It was winter, and the sun wasn't warm, yet they were sweating.

It was Cheng Nianying who turned her head first.

The leading man, dressed in military attire, carried a sword at his waist, deep lines forming at the corners of his lips, and a stern expression. Several others behind him also carried swords, though their attire was more subdued.

"Jiang Tuanlianshi?" Cheng Nianying recognized him.

"Miss Jiang, can you please spare me a moment to talk?"

Uncle Tang breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out they weren't here to arrest them! Otherwise, there would have been bloodshed in the street! Fortunately, he didn't act rashly!

The spice shop owner poked his head out to take a look and said, "This woman bought quite a few things. It's quite strange."

"What's so strange?" the shop owner pulled the man back. "Didn't you see who was with him? A military officer with a sword! What is this nobleman trying to do? Is it possible for you and I to figure it out?"

"I didn't recognize you at first. You entered the spice shop and I took a few careful looks from outside before I confirmed it was you." Jiang Tuanlianshi said in a deep voice.

Cheng Nianying looked at him doubtfully: "Didn't you leave Weiyang?"

Ever since the news of the Xin County Magistrate being frightened to death by a ghost spread, Jiang Tuanlianshi had disappeared. At the time, his servant Yin Ping was so angry that he kept scolding him for being untrustworthy and saying that his actions were completely useless...

"I heard some commotion in the yard that night, but it was too late when I rushed over. All that was left was blood on the ground." Jiang Tuanlian pursed his lips tightly. "So what he said was true. Someone really did want to assassinate him. I knew the plan was done, and it would be useless for me to stay alone, so I left Weiyang immediately, intending to go back and request more manpower."

Cheng Nianying looked behind him and asked, "Only a few people were transferred?"

Jiang Tuanlianshi's face turned grim: "No, there is not a single person."

He couldn't bring himself to criticize his superiors, so he simply said, "I brought a few brothers here, thinking if the person wasn't dead, we'd look for them, and if they were dead, we'd find the body... but we found nothing."

Cheng Nianying tilted her head and thought for a moment, then asked him, "Didn't you tell the military governor about the county magistrate's death?"

“…I said it.”

"Then why can't one person be transferred?"

Jiang Tuanlianshi said in embarrassment: "Civilian affairs have nothing to do with the army..."

"Is that what Zhijun said?"

Jiang Tuanlianshi did not answer, but it was tantamount to tacit agreement.

Cheng Nianying licked her lips, still feeling something was wrong.

Could Zhijun also be an ally of the Cen family? But his name wasn't mentioned in the correspondence. However, with such close distances, it wouldn't necessarily be possible to communicate via letters.

"Miss Jiang?"

"Miss Jiang? I want to know what happened after I left."

"Aren't you looking for the county magistrate?"

"yes."

"Uncle Tang, take him there."

She has to go!

On the other side, night gradually fell again.

The Cen family's servants surrounded Tingxuexuan but could not move. Fu Yi was already getting impatient: "Don't the Cen family even have this little courage?"

Mr. Cen Sanye was indeed still thinking of making a final struggle.

He entered Tingxuexuan and sighed, "Yin Huiyi's only son has not been found yet. He is leaving Weiyang."

Fu Yi lazily leaned on the couch and asked, "Isn't that great?"

The restrained and clean attitude he had shown in front of Cheng Nianying was now revealed again in a very provocative way.

"Okay? With the prince's intelligence, can't he guess what the first thing he will do after he leaves?"

"Didn't you say the new county magistrate was frightened to death? It has nothing to do with your Cen family."

Master Cen San suppressed his anger and sat down. "Why doesn't the prince ask me why he guarded Tingxuexuan?"

"I'd like to hear more about it."

"The prince has always been in poor health. It wouldn't be surprising if you died in Weiyang, right?" Mr. Cen Sanye no longer concealed the truth and said bluntly.

"You want to kill me?" Fu Yi looked surprised.

Unfortunately, "Xiao He" was not there at the time and did not hear these words.

"You are the culprit. You set up this trap. I will tell Yin Huiyi this."

"It seems that I don't have much ability. The Third Master would rather kill me than confront the Yin family." Fu Yi sighed softly.

"The Yin family has such a profound foundation! But Prince Kang's Mansion has to rely on you to maintain its current status! There is no comparison... If you die, no one can avenge you. Anyway, you like Xiao He, and Yu Yaoxin thinks you are not a good match." Master Cen San said in a grim tone and slowly stood up.

Fu Yi said indifferently: "It just so happens that I don't like this marriage either."

Mr. Cen was provoked by this light-hearted remark and flew into a rage: "What do you mean? Could it be that you set up such a vicious scheme just to prevent Yao Xin from marrying you?"

The guard outside the door heard the angry voice, immediately broke the door open and drew his sword.

Mr. Cen Sanye looked back and sneered: "Well, now that we've fallen out, there's no need to worry about anything else." He grabbed the teacup on the table and slammed it down.

The servants outside Tingxuexuan came in holding torches and knives and surrounded the guards.

The guards had not expected the Cen family to turn against them so quickly, and had never considered that it was their own master who had instigated the result.

They secretly gritted their teeth, wondering whether the hundred or so people Miss Xiaohe had were real or fake.

There has been no news for a whole day and night...

Didn't he really run away?

Seeing Cen San drop the cup, Fu Yi reached out and took a new one, picked up the pot and poured himself a cup.

How could Mr. Cen San not be furious when he saw him behaving like this?

He sneered: "The prince is still so relaxed after seeing this scene?"

Fu Yi didn't drink the tea. He took a sip of water and said, "It's a little cold."

Then he added, "I've already given Third Master some advice. I'm asking your two brothers to sacrifice one of their sons. Third Master didn't listen and even came to attack me. What can I do?"

Mr. Cen Sanye grew even angrier, yet he felt hesitant. Why wasn't he afraid? Why wasn't he afraid?

"Is the prince hoping that Yaoxin will relent and come to rescue you? Don't even think about it. The courtyard where she is is far away from here, and you won't be able to hear any movement."

Fu Yi: "Yeah."

Mr. Cen Sanye waited for a moment, but when he got no more words, he gave up completely, cut off the hesitation in his heart, turned around and retreated.

How could the guards let him go? They immediately rushed over.

At the same time, the servants also moved.

Mr. Cen Sanye pulled out a scimitar from his waist and blocked the guard's knife with a "clang".

He is actually a martial artist.

"Set fire!" shouted Mr. Cen San.

The intention is to burn Fu Yi to death here.

This is the easiest thing to disguise as an accident.

As he finished speaking, more servants rushed in, carrying heavy buckets in their hands.

I had just walked in and taken two steps.

With a "whoosh" sound.

No one expected that in the Cen family’s territory, surrounded by so many servants... an arrow flew from the sky and pierced the eye socket of Master Cen Sanye.

Master Cen Sanye covered his head and fell down with a loud cry. The servants were leaderless and rushed to help him in a mess: "Master, are you okay?"

"Where is the man who shot the arrow?"

"Where!"

They looked around.

But then came the second and third.

They looked up and saw only a black mass. The vague outlines brought fear to them.

"Be careful! There's an ambush!"

Mr. Cen Sanye did not die immediately after being shot by the arrow. He only felt a sharp pain as if his head was being cut open.

Blood trickled down from between his fingers, and he thought he had misheard.

An ambush? Someone actually ambushed the Cen family! How is that possible?

How could so many people get into the Cen family quietly?

The guards here were also surprised.

"Miss Xiaohe?"

"But how?"

Fu Yi's Adam's apple rolled, and he stood up, his eyes sparkling, and he chuckled: "That's great..."

What a good girl.

She really wanted him to survive.

"Fu Yi... Fu Yi!" The heart-wrenching cry of Master Cen San was heard in the courtyard.

"Catch him first!"

Then the servants rushed to the door like a tide and fought with the guards.

The arrows are still flying, and the sense of oppression is too strong.

The servant shouted, "Take the Third Master to the side room and hide there first! Quick!"

Mr. Cen Sanye was taken away.

Many servants died at the hands of the guards, giving the family a situation where one man could block a thousand.

But the guards were outnumbered and saw someone climbing through the window and rushing towards Fu Yi. The guards were so anxious that their eyes turned red. Seeing that there was no time to stop him, they simply leaned over and pounced.

He was pushed away by Fu Yi.

At the same time, Fu Yi leaned sideways, looking as if he was doing something with ease.

The blade cut into Fu Yi's shoulder, but Fu Yi didn't even groan, his eyes and brows were terrifyingly calm.

The servant was startled, and before he could recover from the shock of this man's unwavering expression, the guard had already quickly climbed to his feet, shouting in grief and indignation, "Prince!"

Then he chopped off the servant's head with a knife.

"Prince! Prince..." The guard's voice trembled, "I would rather die than refuse!"

"He's just injured, not dead. Didn't you also suffer the same injuries when you were guarding me in the past?" After Fu Yi finished speaking, he raised his eyes and looked outside.

Where is the "Xiaohe" person?

The servants attacked several times but failed. When they saw that the guards became more courageous because of Fu Yi's injury, they became timid and retreated into the side rooms one after another. Those who were close to the courtyard gate ran away through the gate.

"Oh no!" The servant rushed in and grabbed Cen Da's sleeve, "Third Master, Third Master has been shot by an arrow and captured by Prince Danshuo..."

Cen Da wondered if there was something wrong with his ears: "What did you say?"

"This is at the Cen family! Third brother brought so many people with him... and he was caught?"

"They have helpers, they have helpers, I don't know, maybe on the rooftops, many, many archers..."

"How is that possible?" Cen Da hurried out, but halfway through, he became timid again.

Hiding on the roof? Can we shoot him there too?

Now it's dark and I can't see clearly...

"There are not many arrows left." On the roof, the middle-aged man said in a low voice.

Cheng Nianying: "Well, shoot them one by one as they come out. It won't take many arrows, but it will scare them. Scaring them for a while is good for a while."

The man responded, "Hey."

If the Cen family had the courage to climb onto the eaves, they would have found three people lying there.

Even if the Cen family's guards were lax, Cheng Nianying couldn't have brought in more than a hundred people.

In the end, she only brought two people with her: Amo and a master who taught Amo archery. Master Amo used to go hunting in the mountains, which is why he was so good at archery.

But arrows were controlled by the military; how could ordinary people obtain them? Privately smelting iron and forging weapons was also a serious crime.

So Master Amo took out the wooden arrows he had carved himself, and Cheng Nianying taught him to shoot at the eye sockets. It was easy to penetrate, and the wound would be hideous, which would have an excellent deterrent effect.

In addition, there are some iron arrowheads, which were left over when Amo went to hunt down Yin Heng.

The arrow I shot at Cen San just now was shot with this thing.

The three of them, however, were able to create the effect of countless ambushes because of their accurate archery skills.

"My master and I will be guarding here, you go ahead." Amo said in a muffled voice.

Cheng Nianying climbed down the wall lightly and knocked on the door.

"Who?" The guard turned around alertly.

"I."

"Miss Xiaohe? Why are you..."

Cheng Nianying pushed him aside and walked over to Fu Yi in two or three steps: "I met someone today, and I feel something is wrong. I want to talk to you."

Fu Yi found that she didn't even notice that she was injured.

He calmed down and asked, "What? Tell me."

Cheng Nianying told Jiang Tuanlianshi the news he had brought: "Do you think this military commander will..."

"In collusion with the Cen family?" Fu Yi replied, pursing his lips slightly. "That's not good news. He has an army. If he guards the pass, no one can enter Weiyang, and no one can leave Weiyang."

Now, we really live and die together.

Fu Yi smiled.