When everyone heard this, they thought about the hardships they had experienced along the way and looked in one direction with more resentment. Why were they treated like this? Why was it so difficult for them to just survive?
Since we won't give them a chance to live, then they can forget about living.
A look of determination and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. Zhao Gao was very satisfied with this. After giving a few instructions, he took a dozen people and went straight in, hiding under the window to watch inside.
The singer was dancing on the stage. A man in a dark official robe was sitting on a chair with his clothes torn open on his chest. He was holding a woman in his arms and was being served by two maids.
The prefect sat on one side, his back straight, drinking cup after cup of wine, his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking about. Zhao Gao squinted his eyes and looked at him, then waited for a stick of incense.
Everyone in the house was a little drunk. They waved their hands and dozens of refugees rushed in, chopping at people with axes in their hands, and they were so angry that they were red-eyed.
The drunken man heard screams and woke up instantly. After seeing who was rushing in, he shouted, "Come here, come here quickly, kill these untouchables for me."
Zhao Gao was a very brave hunter. When he heard this, his eyes turned red and he rushed forward with an axe in hand, and chopped the man with the axe.
He recognized that this was the man who stood on the city wall yesterday and no more water came down. If he was the original prefect, he would definitely not be so cruel.
This person must not survive.
When Liu Heng saw the flash of silver light, he was so scared that he almost peed his pants. He subconsciously grabbed the woman next to him to block the knife. The warm blood spurted out and splashed on his face, bringing a warm touch.
He was so scared that his hands trembled and the woman fell limply to the ground. He rolled and crawled outside. He couldn't stay here. He would definitely die.
Zhao Gao snorted coldly upon seeing this, raised the axe in his hand and threw it directly at Liu Heng. It pierced through his body and the sharp tip of the knife could be seen at a glance when he looked down.
Intense pain swept through his body, and he fell to the ground with a thud, staring at them with wide eyes and open mouth: "You, you killed... killed an official appointed by the court. His Majesty will not let you go."
"Die, you all will die!"
Zhao Gao walked over and kicked him hard in the face several times, his eyes fierce: "Oh, I am a lonely man, so I can die. It's not a big deal. It's enough that you die before me."
Looking at the dying person, he turned and walked towards the prefect who was sitting upright: "Master Wang, do you still recognize me?"
Wang Yong looked straight at him, thought for a moment, and then glared: "You, you are the bandit leader, no wonder, no wonder you brought the mob to rush in."
He smiled bitterly and said, "Now it's my turn. Come on, after I die, can you spare my family and send my body back?"
Zhao Gao, sitting opposite, ignored the fallen corpse and directly picked up the roast chicken and began to devour it, mumbling: "My Lord, you are joking. You are a good official. Why should I kill you?"
"On the contrary, I wish you a long life. That person is already dead. It's up to the adults to clean up the mess. We just want to make a living in peace in the Northern Wilderness."
"...Northern Wilderness? Boss Zhao, it's useless even if you go there. You killed an official appointed by the imperial court. The Jiang family won't spare your lives. You'll still die then."
Zhao Gao laughed wildly: "Really? Then I'll take a gamble. If the Jiang family is on the same side as the imperial court, then I can just run away. If not, this is my chance to survive."
"As long as that tyrant emperor is alive, what hope is there for the Great Gan? People always strive for higher positions. Being a bandit is not a long-term solution. I need to find a new identity."
"Sir, would you be willing to do me a favor?"
The prefect frowned and looked at him: "...Impossible. If the court finds out about this fake identity, my entire family will be exterminated."
Zhao Gao shook his head, his lips curled up: "Sir, there is no turning back. An official of the imperial court has died here. Where else can you go?"
"Helping us means helping yourself, right?"
"Sir, think about it carefully. If you are willing to help us this time, today's matter will be even. We will be strangers when we meet again in the future, and perhaps we will never see each other again in this life."
After a stick of incense, Wang Yong closed his eyes and nodded: "Okay, I promise you, I will help you forge your identities, and Sir Liu's death can be reported to the court as an accident."
"Once this matter leaves the city, you must keep it a secret and not mention it to anyone. Otherwise, if anything happens to me, you will not be able to escape."
Zhao Gao smiled and said, "It's a deal."
The next morning, hundreds of refugees washed and changed into new clothes. They looked completely different. About ten people shared a donkey cart, and three people shared a flatbed cart.
A lot of food was placed on it, which was also Zhao Gao's request. They had no water or food on the way to the northern wilderness and would definitely die on the road, so they naturally had to prepare things before leaving.
The refugees looked down at themselves, then at the things in the car, their eyes a little dazed. How could this be like a dream? They killed people but the adults didn't punish them.
Instead of arresting them and putting them in jail, they were given new identities and kept alive, and with so much food, their journey ahead would be much easier. All this was thanks to Zhao Gao.
Zhao Gao became the backbone of these hundred people. They planned to stay in the city for another day to see how the adults would deal with the dead court officials. It would not be too late to set off then.
Wang Yong asked people to register their identities so that he could find them if something happened in the future. He also wrote a notice, saying that an assassin had been encountered in the mansion and that the supervisor had caused the assassination of the adults.
The notice was posted inside and outside the city, and Zhao Gao and others were very satisfied with it.
Inside the courtyard, the refugees held Zhao Gao in their arms, "Boss Zhao, you are our savior. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't even be able to enter the city, let alone have new identities and food."
Zhao Gao raised his chin, adding a bit of momentum: "You guys are joking. We have been through life and death together on this journey. I have long regarded you as my family."
"To live, we live together; to die, we die together."
Everyone said in unison: "Yes, Boss Zhao, from now on we will listen to you, whatever you say, we will do."
"Well, everyone should go and rest. We will leave the city early tomorrow morning and settle down in the Northern Wasteland as soon as possible. Don't separate then."
"Yes, I know Boss Zhao."
Just as the prefect was busy and exhausted, a constable came in quickly and said respectfully, "Sir, someone reported that the princess will arrive today."
"What will you do if you see this? Zhao Gao and his men haven't left yet. If anything goes wrong and the princess's people find out..."
Wang Yong looked up in surprise and said, "What? Zhao Gao didn't leave today, and the princess and the others are arriving today too. Wouldn't they bump into each other? Go and tell Zhao Gao and the others not to leave the courtyard."
"Leave the city in two days and make sure you don't run into the princess's entourage."
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