Chapter 166 His Underpants Were Patched for Another Three Years



Chapter 166: He patched up his pants for another three years

People were avoiding them.

Xiao Yin looked over, his eyes darkened immediately: "Have the Tartars already arrived at Haitian City?"

"Haiyue City has not yet arrived. They may have just arrived. If Haitian City is occupied, Haiyue City will probably start as well." Nanny Jin said.

"See what they are going to do!" Xiao Yue said, turned around and blocked the road.

"Come on~"

A group of people wearing woolen cloaks saw a woman appear in the middle of the road. They quickly pulled the reins and were about to curse, but before they opened their mouths, their eyes lit up in an instant.

"Oh, what a beautiful woman."

"Take her away, go back and enjoy her."

Several people rode up again.

"Looking for death!" Xiao Yue originally wanted to ask the Tatars what they were doing in Haitian City, but seeing this, she stopped asking and just dodged the man's attack with a flick of her body. Then she turned the dagger and stabbed him.

"Ahhh!"

With a series of howls, the Tatar on horseback was chopped down.

The horse was frightened and ran away quickly.

The Tatar followers behind him fell off their horses one after another before they woke up from the shock.

"Are they all dead?"

"Well done, these heroes are waiting for people like you. That's great."

"Recently, the capital doesn't care. The Tatars have entered the capital and are now causing trouble for our Haitian City. It's really annoying. We all want to move to Haiyue City."

The people around came up one after another, looking at the bodies on the ground and talking about it.

"Are you guys from Haiyue City?" someone asked.

"Yes, we are going to the capital to have some fun." Xiao Yin nodded.

"Let's go back to Haiyue City instead of going to the capital. I heard that many Tatars entered the city, but the emperor didn't care. The prime minister is gone, and several generals are sick. The capital is almost becoming the capital of the Tatars."

"Oh, don't say it. We have also had several waves of people come here recently. I wonder if they are them!"

"I don't know if Haiyue City can let us go. We can stay in an inn. At least there is the protection of the Second Prince, so it's safe."

Recently, a lot of news came from Haiyue City.

Most of them are about how the Second Prince Beidi led the people to create a better city, how to clear the flowers and plants on the mountain, and prepare to plant food.

In the past few years, Beiling has been controlled by the people in the Seven Colors Palace, and the national teacher has covered the sky with one hand, making the entire country of Beiling work for the Seven Colors Palace.

All the food crops were cleared, and the people had to plant all kinds of poisonous weeds and flowers for the court. Even Haitian City, which was closest to the capital, suffered the most. Once the court's order was issued, they had to obey it absolutely.

Otherwise, they would be punished at the least, or lose their lives at the worst.

Even the imperial teacher often came to Haitian City.

Naturally, the Tatars were dead, and some people were extremely scared.

"You, you killed someone, my God, who is this woman, if the Tatars find out, what will happen if they come back to Haitian City to kill innocent people?" "

Report to the authorities, report to the authorities quickly."

Someone went to report to the authorities, and soon, the government sent a constable.

Yuan Hui turned around, raised his hand, and took out the token in his palm.

"Uh, the Second Prince's military token, you, you are the Second Prince's men?" The constable was startled and turned around and said, "Notify the city lord and tell him that the Second Prince's men have broken in!"

The city gates could not be blocked, and they had already deployed defenses in the city.

So, after a while, many city guards rushed out from all sides.

"Heh, you have never been so fierce in the face of the Tatars who wantonly abused and persecuted the people all the way." Xiao Yue shouted coldly.

"You are the court's criminals, don't say anything else, follow us to the City Lord's Mansion!" The constables took the people to the City Lord's Mansion.

The Lord of Haitian City was a middle-aged man. He walked out of the inner hall and looked at the group of people. He took a deep breath, walked forward and said, "You must be the friends of the second prince, right?"

"Well, how does the Lord want to deal with us?" Yuan Hui asked.

"Why do you look so familiar?" The Lord looked at Yuan Hui and frowned, "Have we met before?"

"So, those portraits at the city gate were painted by you?" Yuan Hui knew the origin of the portraits at once. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said, "General Zhao, have you gained weight?"

"General Yuan, Yuan Hui?" The Lord of the City looked at Yuan Hui, his eyes widened immediately, and the next moment, he immediately turned around and said, "The Lord of the City is closed today to welcome guests!"

Then, the Lord of the City invited the group to the backyard.

"Hey, since you came, we Beiling have seen hope." City Lord Zhao said.

"General Zhao, what you said doesn't seem right. Loyalty to the emperor shouldn't be like this. You are a mighty general of Beiling." Yuan Hui said.

"Is this the prince of Wei?" In the hall of the City Lord's Mansion, General Zhao bowed to Xiao Yin and asked.

"Yes!" Xiao Yin responded.

"Zhao Yiwen, meet His Majesty the Emperor of Wei." This General Zhao had been fighting in Mobei in the past. He had met Yuan Hui, but had never met the Emperor of Wei. So, after knowing that this was the Emperor of Wei, he immediately knelt on one knee to salute.

"General Zhao, this is a good etiquette." Xiao Yin turned around and sat down, patting Xi'er and said, "Stand up. I want to know if the general has any other intentions for receiving us like this?"

"Zhao has been on the battlefield since he was seventeen years old. It has been twenty years. It was not until three years ago that he had a more comfortable life. Because of his disagreement with the imperial master and others in the court, the emperor sent Zhao to Haitian City to guard it. For three years, the people of Haitian City have not had enough food and warm clothes. It is almost the end of the year, and they have to go to the capital to beg for food again." Zhao Yiwen said.

"All the way here, the whole Beiling is poor. Even this city lord's mansion is very shabby!" Xiao Yue looked outside the city lord's mansion. There were no rockery or fish ponds, but only vegetable fields.

"Zhao Yiwen!" Baby Ruoxi thought about it and complained in her heart: "A loyal general of the Beiling Dynasty. Now it is the 728th year of Beiling, which is the year when Zhao Yiwen is the poorest. There is a legend about Zhao Yiwen that his underwear is all patched up. Except for the outer official robe, the inner clothes are all very torn!"

Listening to Xiao Xi'er's voice, Xiao Yue raised her eyes and looked at the middle-aged man, her eyes softened a lot.

"I thought that my Great Wei had been fighting for years and dynasties had changed, and most of the people were poor, but I didn't expect that your Beiling has fertile soil and livestock can be raised, but it is so poor!"

Xiao Yin really didn't expect it. When he saw Haiyue City, he thought it was very bad.

As a result, when I saw Haitian City, which is closer to Beijing, I was amazed by what I saw.


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