“Did you really chop it off?”
The inner garden of the palace, and the cat and dog rooms.
Several eunuchs worked together to carry the body that had lost its body temperature. Zheng Qiao was violent and killed people frequently, so the eunuchs in the palace were replaced frequently. Several of them were young and came from poor families. They cut off their evil roots to serve others just to have a bite of food.
They had also heard of Yan An's reputation.
At first, I hated this boy for helping the tyrant, but when I saw that there were only a few people in the court who were truly working for the benefit of the common people, I realized my misunderstanding. If it weren't for Mr. Yan's persistence, the snow disasters in the past two years alone would have added tens of thousands of lonely souls to the world.
Some of them had received Yan An's kindness indirectly, and it was really unbearable for them to chop up their benefactor's body into pieces and feed it to the wild beasts in the cat and dog house. But if they didn't do it, if the tyrant knew that they disobeyed the king's order, their fate would be tens of thousands times more miserable than Yan An's. For a moment, everyone hesitated, their expressions struggled, and no one dared to say a word.
"How about - burn it?"
Someone suddenly suggested.
"Burned?"
Everyone was horrified by the suggestion.
This is really a matter of grinding bones and scattering ashes!
The eunuch on duty in the cat and dog room whispered, "Let's... let's say these little beasts are full and picky and have no interest in human flesh for the time being. We're afraid that the human flesh will rot and upset the stomachs of the little ancestors, so we throw the human flesh into the stove and burn it... Burning it and turning it into ashes is better than entering the stomachs of those little beasts and entering the cycle of reincarnation, right?"
Everyone: “…”
This seems to make sense. Although both approaches are extreme, we should choose the lesser of two evils.
If burned into ashes, animal bones can still be used to complete the task.
If the tyrant ever wants to scatter the ashes of his senior brother for fun, they can report to their superiors. The risk is less than disobeying orders, and it can also soothe their consciences. After thinking for a while, some people agreed. However, this matter must be done in a covert manner.
These eunuchs were the lowest-ranking officials in the palace, and no one cared about what they did. The assassination attempt on Zheng Qiao caused chaos in the palace for a night, but they took advantage of the opportunity to accomplish the task. If they were not worried about getting into trouble, they would have wanted to set up a tablet for "Yan Gong's Seat". The sky gradually brightened, and the palace was not an iron bucket. The news quickly spread to every household.
Reactions from those who heard the news were mixed.
Some were indifferent, some were heartbroken, some laughed, some ridiculed, and some felt grief for the loss of a rabbit and felt that the world was dark, and they had the idea of quitting their official positions and returning to the mountains. Regardless of their state of mind, their fear of Zheng Qiao reached its peak.
ruthless!
Too cruel!
Even though Yan An was so sincere to his senior brother, he was forced to kill him by his brutality. Although Yan An was wrong to betray Zheng Qiao, he was also very kind to him. Even if it was for the sake of their friendship, he should have left his body intact. He was actually chopped up and fed to the dogs!
It is better to return home early to face such a tyrant.
In just three or four days, the news reached the border of Qianzhou.
It’s not right to say it’s a border.
It will take more than half a day to actually get out of Qianzhou.
A dirty family of three was sitting in a teahouse beside the official road to rest. The woman was wearing a thorny hairpin and a cloth skirt, and looked haggard and weak, with a sallow complexion. One could tell at a glance that she had just recovered from a serious illness or was seriously ill. The young man on the side was also covered in dirt, wearing a hemp cloth shirt with dozens of patches, and exuding an inexplicable stench. Among the three people, only the girl was dressed cleanly and decently.
"Mother, please eat something..."
The girl looked up at the woman.
The boy said: "Mother has no appetite now, you should eat more, otherwise you will complain of being hungry halfway through the journey, which will be difficult to solve."
As he said this, he tore off a small piece of the cake.
When I broke it open, I found that there was minced meat inside the pancake.
The boy was startled.
What he wants is vegetable-stuffed pancakes.
He looked up at the teahouse owner, who smiled innocently, and the boy understood instantly. Somewhat reluctantly, he took back the broken biscuit he had extended, stuffed it into his mouth, and stood up to ask the owner for another portion. The owner said, "It's not for you."
She saw that the girl was cute, and saw the appearance of the woman and the boy, and she felt pity for her and changed the cake for another one.
The young man explained in a low voice: "I appreciate the shopkeeper's kindness. But the child lost his father a few days ago..."
The shopkeeper realized that his good intentions had led to bad consequences when he heard this, and he sighed, "Oh, how pitiful! He looks so young..."
In today's world, when a family loses an adult male, the already difficult life becomes even more difficult.
The shopkeeper hurriedly asked someone to exchange for two vegetarian cakes.
The boy hurriedly thanked him.
At this time, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the teahouse.
Two men dressed as police officers came over.
When the boy saw it, he almost threw the biscuit away.
He was almost unable to hold back, lowered his head, and avoided the two officers. He was originally from the market, and even if he had lived a life of luxury for a year or two, some habits that were deeply rooted in his bones were difficult to correct. He played the role of a commoner who was afraid of the officers without any flaws, and returned to his original position with a normal expression. He broke the plain cake into small pieces, soaked it and gave it to the girl.
Because the teahouse was doing well and seats were in short supply, the two officers were arranged to sit next to them, which made the young man's heart hang in the air. But soon, his attention was attracted by the conversation between the two, who mentioned "Yan An".
"The tyrant is getting more and more cruel..." The tall officer drank a bowl of hot orange peel drink.
"... Yes, he is not a human being, he deserves to be deserted by his friends and relatives... That's how you say it, right? He deserves it!" The short officer echoed, "... He didn't even leave a complete corpse. Is this something a human could do? I heard that Yan was once an unparalleled scholar in Xin State, but now he has ended up like this... Tsk tsk tsk, he is so unlucky to have such a junior brother!"
"Alas, I heard that they chopped it up and fed it to the dogs..."
"It seems his wife and daughter escaped?"
"That's true. Oh, it would be terrible if they were caught... With that person's personality, I don't know how to humiliate them."
The boy felt cold all over when he heard this.
It wasn't because of the news of Yan An's death, but because he was worried that the identities of the two people around him would suddenly be exposed...
result-
The woman merely paused as she served the tea.
But when I lowered my head close to the clay bowl, clear tears fell silently into the bowl, and the taste was extremely bitter.
The girl was confused and didn't understand what the person next to her said.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
The girl looked at him in confusion, waiting to be fed.
The boy came back to his senses and whispered, "Nothing."
He sat there restlessly, and when they had almost finished eating, the three of them got up and replenished some dry food to fill their stomachs on the way. Under the woman's instructions, he exchanged his original horse-drawn carriage with an old farmer in the village for a worn-out wooden donkey cart, and built an extremely simple shed to shelter from the wind and rain. Although the road was bumpy, he relied on these disguises to avoid many searches along the way.
It's still safe for now.
When they were far away from the teahouse, the young man heard the woman's suppressed crying behind him, as sad as a lone goose that had lost its lover. After a long time, when the voice gradually became quieter, the young man asked: "Madam, where are we going next? The news about Mr. Yan has spread here, and I think the people chasing us are on the way. None of the three of us can fight. If we are caught, no one will be left alive..."
As he spoke, he heard the deadly sound of horse hooves.
Can't be-
What do you say
The boy's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
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