There is an endless stream of cars and horses outside the east gate of the capital.
Su Lu's cars mingled with the crowd and moved forward slowly.
More than a dozen guards surrounded the car, and no people were allowed to approach. The air was full of all kinds of fishy smell.
Su Lu stretched out, got out of the car, drove the breeze off the shaft and said.
"Go and ask, what's the situation? Why are there so many people? When we left, we didn't see so many people going to the city."
Qingfeng was pushed off the shaft, pushed aside to block his forbidden guard, and squeezed into the crowd. Without much effort, Qingfeng squeezed back from the crowd.
"It's the victims. They're running for their lives in Beijing."
Qingfeng pursed her lips and looked a little ugly. Just now she asked several people that they were refugees from Xiting. After Ning'an city was broken, the guards set up defenses in various cities to intercept barbarians. These refugees who lost their homes listened to the guards and fled north.
"Where are the refugees from?"
Su Lu's face was also a little ugly. He stood up and looked around. There were refugees all the way. It looked boundless. At least tens of thousands of people. This was a great escape from famine. Why didn't he know anything before.
In the rolling R é NLI ú, several big holes were broken in the marine armor. The gauze crown had long been thrown away, and the head and body were full of dirt.
Being protected by several guards, Da Zheng was also miserable. His clothes were covered with black ash, and his beard formed a small group. The whole person was depressed, as if he hadn't eaten for several days.
At the gate of the city, the guards guarding the city had relaxed their inspection. When it was their turn, several guards surrounded and blocked the passage.
"You guys are carrying swords. Please show me the official certificate or the guidepost."
The leader looked cautious, put his hand on the handle of the knife, and looked at the large number of people who were being held. Although these people were in a hurry, they knew they were from the army except the old man.
Li Weiyuan's eyes narrowed into a slit. He looked very ugly. Has Lao Tze become so decadent? He had to show his official credentials to get in and out of the city gate.
The land war took out his official credentials very cooperatively, and then ordered several guards to take them out. After the captain checked them, he returned them to several people and said politely.
"It turned out to be Lu Xiaowei. The end will be ordered to do things. I don't know what military affairs Lu Xiaowei performs. Who is this old man?"
Lu Zhan took a look at Li Weiyuan. The old man also suffered a lot. The last time he sent him to Xiting, he was still well dressed and fed. He was picked up by cars and horses. Xiting was lost, and everything was lacking, not to mention the carriage. He came back purely with his feet.
"This is Dazheng. We are ordered by the emperor to escort Dazheng to the battlefield. We have just returned from Xiting."
The gang leader was awed when he heard the speech. He couldn't complain that he was so sloppy. It turned out that it was because he had just returned from the battlefield.
"Thank you for your hard work."
The chief made way.
Lu Zhan saluted the gang leader and several city guarding sergeants, and then immediately walked into the city. After a while, the city gate was crowded with people. If it goes on like this, there might be an accident at the city gate.
Li Weiyuan suddenly stood still. No matter how the two guards protecting him pulled, he just didn't go.
The land war was helpless: "Sir, why don't you go?"
Li Weiyuan pointed to the drivers in the crowd behind him and said in a hoarse voice, "just now I saw the Lord. The Lord appeared in the crowd. I saw the Lord."
Lu Zhan snorted coldly: "daydreaming, the king's body of ten thousand gold is recovering from illness in the palace. How can it be here. Sir, you see Ning'an's defeat and the barbarians' rampage, which frightens you out of your psychological shadow?"
The faces of several guards around were also disdained. It was because of you Li Weiyuan that the prince was forced to come down from the battlefield and return to the palace to recuperate. It was also because of your recommendation that Xie Wan Xiao Cong took up the post of front-line general, resulting in the defeat of Li á nzh à n.
It's Li Weiyuan's fault that so many people run away from home and drift away.
If the LORD was in charge of the army, the West Pavilion war would be so corrupt.
"I really saw the Lord"
Li Weiyuan yelled hoarsely and resolutely refused to move forward.
Because there were many of them, blocking a place, R é NLI ú had to divert from behind them to the other side, passing through the city gate cave, and slowly, the abuse rang out.
"Go away, take the road and delay my escape."
"What the hell? This is your way. You can't take it."
"The barbarians catch up. If you can't get into the city, you are the accomplice of the barbarians."
Lu Zhan's face was a little ugly and pulled Li Weiyuan.
"My Lord, go and stay longer to arouse public anger. We're afraid we're not going to be killed."
Li Weiyuan suddenly jumped, jumped on the nearby horse, stood on the wooden beam and shouted.
"I really saw the Lord. I saw the Lord's car."
"Villagers, brothers and sisters who fled, I'm Li Weiyuan, the chief justice of the imperial court."
"I know you hate me, but I want to tell you that I also hate myself. If I hadn't obstructed it, the LORD would have served as the front-line commander, led a large army and presided over the military affairs of Xiting.
Barbarians will not break Xiting. You don't have to be displaced. I, Li Weiyuan, am here to make amends to your parents and villagers. "
Li Weiyuan said, saluting the crowd close to the left.
R é NLI ú stopped. Far away, Qingfeng Changning, some experts with good internal breathing, heard Li Weiyuan's words and looked at the city gate.
"It's Li Weiyuan."
Changning introduced to Su Lu: "these are refugees from Xiting. Li Weiyuan is making reparations to these people. Li Weiyuan is not a thing. In the past, there were five or six people in the imperial court. He didn't even give his majesty face. It seems that he had a big fall when he went to Xiting this time. Even the refugees gave face."
Qingfeng sneered: "the barbarians kill and eat people. Don't say he doesn't adapt. Even I can't adapt. You haven't seen the miserable image. If you see it, you must run faster than the rabbit."
Li Weiyuan in front didn't know what to say. The crowd suddenly stepped aside on both sides, gave way to a road in the middle, and went straight to the front of Su road.
Li Wei came to the car with great strides.
On the shaft, Su Lu narrowed his eyes and asked Changning next to him.
"The West Pavilion war has been so rotten. Why didn't anyone tell me?"
Changning shrunk his neck and said in a weak tone: "Lord, you're seriously injured. Doctor Xia explained that you can't work any more, otherwise you'll become ill from overwork."
Qingfeng said, "look at you. You're still a prince. You can't protect yourself well. You've been hurt countless times."
Su Lu smiled and looked at Li Weiyuan who came striding in front of him.
"Dazhong Zheng, just returned to the city. I don't want to brush myself. Why, I think of Su Lu."
Li Weiyuan stood in front of the Su road carriage, pulled the bridle of the carriage and screamed.
"Lord, please save Xiting, save the people trapped in the barbarian siege, and save the besieged sergeants. I, Li Weiyuan, kneel down for you."
Li Weiyuan knelt down directly in front of the carriage.
In a flash, Qingfeng appeared on Li Weiyuan's side and grabbed the reins.
"It was you who didn't let the LORD go south to unify the army. Now it's you who want the Lord to save people. Sir, do you want to save the people or just for your own benevolence, righteousness and good name?"
For a moment, the crowd roared.