Chapter 120 I understand. The court has no more soldiers to send.
"Hahahaha!" Du Bupin's anger immediately dissipated, and he laughed loudly. "Look at you, you useless guys! A dragon throne scares you like this? Isn't the dragon throne made of wood? How can it reach the sky? This is the most chaotic exile area in Dai Viet, a place that even the imperial court has no control over. Once you come here, your status outside is meaningless. In an exile area, status is as useless as dog shit. Even if the emperor himself comes, he will only get a beating."
Broken Blade said, "Most of those who came to the exile place on their own are desperate. The things hidden behind them are not simple."
Old Man Su tried to breathe harder and said weakly, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. We are just peasants. The highest official we've ever seen was a garrison commander. Suddenly hearing about the dragon throne, isn't that a loss of composure?"
Su Da smiled bitterly. "We talked frankly before Wei Yi returned to the city. Although he didn't reveal Wei Li's identity, he told us all the troubles and dangers behind it. So my brother and I and my father went to talk to a few people. In addition to discussing this matter, we also planned to send Tianbao, Xiaoan, Xiaowen, and Xiaowu to Du Dao and Du Lao's courtyard to raise them. That way, if something really happens that we can't afford, we won't drag the kids down."
This left the other three people speechless for a moment.
Huo Ziheng picked up the porcelain bowl and drank tea carefully.
Duan Dao lowered his head and looked quietly at the half-eaten knife in his arms.
Poison-proof, "..."
The poison is not harmful and he rolls his eyes to the sky.
When it comes to safety in this world, is there any place safer than the Su family courtyard?
Don't be so mean.
Are you showing off in a roundabout way?
Su Er had no idea that the old man was already cursing them in his heart. He scratched his head and said, "Mr. Huo, Lord Broken Knife, and Old Poison, if the emperor knew that Li'er was in our family and wanted to wipe out the whole family, would he, would he send a large army to kill us?"
Huo Ziheng almost swallowed a mouthful of tea. He raised his hand and elegantly wiped away the tea that had overflowed from the corner of his mouth, then laughed and said, "No.
The entire Dai Viet army now totaled 700,000 men. 200,000 were stationed on the northern border to fight against the Tartars. 300,000 were stationed at Yanxia Pass to guard against the barbarians, and 150,000 were stationed on the southwestern border to deter the Xiongnu.
There were another 50,000, 30,000 of whom were stationed outside the imperial city of Changjing, 3,000 were guarding the imperial mausoleum, 10,000 were patrol officers, 3,000 were the imperial guards of the Zhili emperor, and another 4,000 were elite soldiers of the royal family.
These people could not be transferred at will. Once they were transferred and a gap in the defense line was exposed, the emperor would be equivalent to opening the door and inviting tigers and wolves in.
Moreover, if the imperial court wanted to capture the place of exile, it would have to dispatch at least 30,000 elite troops, and even then it might not be able to win.
Don't be fooled by the smoky atmosphere of the exile area. In fact, the three major forces have sent people to guard all the important entrances and exits. They have taken advantage of the terrain and can defend or attack. If they can't stop them, there are thousands of escape routes.
Given all these drawbacks, the emperor wouldn't go to such great lengths to kill someone who no longer poses a threat to him. Even if he wanted to, he wouldn't do it himself."
The emperor has many knives in his hands, it just depends on which one he uses.
Those who make knives do not have the ability or power to recruit soldiers.
Otherwise, he would become the next person to be sacrificed to the emperor.
Old Man Su, his two sons and their two children looked at the gentleman who was talking in front of them, their mouths wide open and their eyes dull.
No wonder the three major forces all want to recruit Mr. Huo. So that's why. They seem to understand a little.
Huo Ziheng glanced at the area and continued, "There's another more important point. Even if the imperial court had extra troops to deploy, the emperor wouldn't dare to really take strong measures against the Exiled Land. This is because the southeast of the Exiled Land is the sea, where pirates are rampant. For so many years, the pirates didn't dare to come ashore and cause trouble because the Exiled Land is full of villains who are even more ruthless than them."
If the place of exile was disturbed and the people inside ran away, the court would have to send troops to camp and garrison here if it wanted to maintain the sea defense line.
The three members of the Su family: We understand!
The imperial court has no more troops to send.
If you tear down the east wall to repair the west wall, you will only end up with a bunch of holes that cannot be filled.
Old Man Su said, "Mr. Huo, we... understand. We won't delay your meal. We'll go first."
Su Da and Su Er, "No need to send us off, we can walk by ourselves. It's very close, haha, ha."
I have no choice but to run.
They felt dizzy after hearing all that talk.
After these three ran away, Du Buqin, who had been restless, disappeared immediately.
Duan Dao also stood up and walked out slowly.
Huo Ziheng poured himself some tea, took a sip, and sighed as if talking to himself, "Dayue's fate is about to end. What a pity! If the Yuan family, a military family, were still there, it wouldn't have come to this..."
Duan Dao paused for a moment, then walked away steadily again.
The courtyard became quiet, with only the sigh lingering in the wind. The setting sun in the sky became silent, and the last ray of ember disappeared.
It began to get dark.
Huo Ziheng put down the tea bowl and looked quietly at the sky as night fell. His back looked thin and desolate.
"I really have good taste. I snatched a top-notch husband!" This boast broke the loneliness faintly revealed on the man.
He turned around and saw the woman squatting under the eaves, her eyes dark and bright, showing undisguised pride and pride.
Huo Ziheng, "..."
He chuckled softly, "Thank you, my lady, for snatching me away as your husband."
"Have a meal!"
"good."
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Changdong was huddled in the courtyard, sitting steadily on a small chair with a missing corner, his two legs spread out on the ground, swaying back and forth.
"Duke Wei, the general Yuan family, the ingenious Huo family, the ancestor of the Poison King Valley... humph, they've gathered together. They really are like a nest of snakes and rats."
After a moment, he retracted his legs and slipped out the door in the cover of night.
It's a shabby place. I don't want to stay here anymore.
After staying here for a while, thinking back on what I have done in the past few days, it feels like I was drugged.
After leaving Tubei Mountain, Changdong's gait and demeanor changed, and he quickly jumped and disappeared into the night.
That night.
Yudu Ancient Road.
There are thirty-three peaks and thirty-three bandit camps along the dozens of miles of ancient road.
A man in a moon robe holding a guqin started a random massacre.
The place where the bandits gathered and no one dared to approach was hidden by the blood-red sky swallowed by the night.
Only when the wind blows gently can it bring out the rich smell of blood.
When we came out of the Yudu Ancient Road, it was still dark.
The chief attendant of Wangque Tower was waiting at the exit and bowed to greet him, "Master."
"Let's go back." Bai Xiaofeng said calmly.
"Yes." The attendant was terrified and didn't dare to look up. He kept bowing and following the man.
I didn't dare ask why my master suddenly started killing people and came here to play.
Although those bandits had blood on their hands, they deserved to die.
He only knew that whenever his master acted like this, he must be in a very bad mood.
The man walking in front suddenly stopped and turned around. His cold white fingertips gently brushed the hair that was sticking to his cheek behind his ear and smoothed it out. "Tingfeng, am I the same as before?"
"My Lord! It's the same!"
"No changes? No abnormalities?"
"No."
"Yes." The man handed over the guqin, "Take it back to Wangque Tower, clean the bloodstains off it, and fumigate it for three days. It stinks."
Listen to the wind, "..."
When he heard that his master was not planning to return to Magpie Tower.
Still going to Tubei Village?
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