Chapter 1973: Spy Under High Pressure

"Why……"

A long sigh sounded from a corner of Samarkand.

Samarkand...

The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, and the sound of yelling livestock can be heard from time to time.

This is rebuilding Samarkand.

Mergan was ambitious to build an empire in Samarkand, and then kill all the other brothers.

To this end, he summoned those merchants and promised to use future commercial taxes to offset the loan, so the funds for reconstruction were in place.

Countless people who wanted to survive came to Samarkand after hearing the news, and they worked hard to build it, just for the meager reward.

The more people there are, the stricter the security will be.

Zhao Chun sighed and asked, "How long have Miao Xi and Chen Hui been gone?"

Guan Qisheng looked at the sun and said, "It's been more than two hours."

The sun has gradually turned to the west, and the yard is still shimmering in the sun, and the stones seem to be turned into powder under the high temperature.

Everything is under the sun.

Including people from Dongchang.

Guan Qisheng was also a little worried, so he went to the back to knead the noodles. At night, it was still the old rule, adding water to the dead dough.

Zhao Chun walked to the gate and listened to the movement outside.

According to the plan, Miao Xi and Chen Hui should have returned an hour ago, so long late, unless there was an accident.

Zhao Chun became restless. He circled the yard, listening for a while whenever he passed the gate, and then circled again.

Half an hour passed.

An hour has passed...

"I'm going to take a look. You stay at home. If I don't come back for an hour, you immediately find a place to hide, and then look for an opportunity to escape back to the side wall and tell them what we found during this trip..."

Guan Qisheng, who was about to start pancakes, said blankly: "My lord, there were five of us when we came! Wang Shi has gone,

He was relieved, but... the little boy feels that this will be the last day of his life every day, he will have nightmares at night, and cry when he wakes up, because most of them dream about his family... My lord, when will we go back ? "

"Da Ming...needs us to be dedicated to our duties."

Zhao Chun patted him on the shoulder and said: "Think about those soldiers, they face the enemy without fear, well, hold on, remember to go back and see Xing Hebo, and say that Wang Shi's wish before he died was to let his son enter the Zhixing Academy."

He straightened his clothes, and then slapped himself hard.

A slap in the face is a current favorite of those overseeing sergeants.

Because they used to like to use whips, which often resulted in labor attrition.

Touching his swollen face, Zhao Chun grinned and said, "Remember, one hour!"

Guan Qisheng nodded silently, groped on the sole of the shoe, and finally found a small hook.

The hook is not big, I don't know what kind of paint was used on the sharp point, it looks dusty and inconspicuous.

"My lord, this is for my little life-saving, you... take it with you."

Zhao Chun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You underestimated me, I have never lacked means to save my life, so let's go."

Zhao Chun quietly left the courtyard, and Guan Qisheng silently started making pancakes.

The stove radiated heat, sweat dripped from time to time, and there was a chirping sound.

They didn't use chopsticks, so Guan Qisheng flipped the cake with his hands.

laugh!

chi chi!

Turn off the sniffer, then turn the pie over.

He squatted by the stove, his tears fell on the ashes in front of the stove, silently.

He choked up silently.

He wants to go home.

He had never felt so close to his hometown.

He had never felt that his wife, who had been numb with him for a long time, was so worth missing.

He baked more than ten sheets of cakes, and then packed them all in the bag without waiting for them to cool.

The water bladder was full, and then I put on an extra piece of clothing inside, and the somewhat bloated Guan Qisheng was ready to go out.

...

Guan Qisheng didn't take the alley, it was a sign of guilty conscience.

Samarkand is now like a big construction site, with many people coming in and out, so as long as he is careful, he will not be caught in the city.

As for how to get out of the city, he still has no way.

Walking on the street, with people coming and going, through the gray void, Guan Qisheng slowly looked left and right.

He wanted to find Zhao Chun and the others.

Loneliness was like a poison, making him feel utterly weak.

A group of children were pulling a car, and Guan Qisheng and Guan Qisheng passed by.

The children were panting. They were shirtless, and the rope had drawn deep purple marks on their shoulders, the color of scars.

Panting sounds suddenly sounded behind him, Guan Qisheng immediately raised his right hand, ready to strike with an elbow.

"do not move."

After hearing this voice, Guan Qisheng's body stiffened for a moment, and then he walked slowly towards the alley on the right.

In the gray vision, the two sergeants glanced at this side, and then the cart pulled by the children suddenly overturned, and the two sergeants rushed over cursing.

The two sergeants were kicking and beating the children, but they didn't cry, they just knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The people on the side watched this scene numbly, and then dispersed.

In the alley, Guan Qisheng looked at the three people in front of him, tears filled his eyes.

"My lord, I thought you..."

Zhao Chun smiled, the slap mark on his face was already a little purple, reminding Guan Qisheng of the strangle marks on those children's shoulders just now.

Miao Xi and Chen Hui smirked behind unkempt, Miao Xi was holding a pot in his hand, judging by his cautious appearance, it was probably a good thing.

The four of them returned to the residence again, and Guan Qisheng took out the pancakes in the burden and boiled water for everyone.

"Crack! Crack!"

Zhao Chun slapped him with a livid face.

"My lord, the little one is guilty."

Miao Xi and Chen Hui knelt on the ground, Miao Xi raised his head and said, "My lord, Pu Gu's envoy has arrived."

"Why didn't you come back in time?"

Zhao Chun asked, and Guan Qisheng who heard the sound shook his head slightly, thinking that Miao Xi and the two really went too far this time.

Miao Xi bowed his head in silence, Zhao Hui pointed to the jar and said, "My lord, that is... the ashes of Brother Wang Shi..."

"Whose idea?"

Zhao Chun picked up the small jar, opened it, took a look, sniffed it, and said, "It was burned with firewood, and it wasn't cooked well."

Miao Xi lowered his head and said: "My lord, we went out today and found out that the envoys of Pugu and Wu En had arrived, but the guards outside were very strict, so we couldn't find out further. The younger one said to go and see the...remains of Brother Wang Shi."

"My lord, it's been a long time, and those Harlei people who were squatting on guard didn't care. The younger ones used bags to collect the remains, and ran far away to burn them."

Zhao Chun closed his eyes and asked, "How did you get into the city?"

Miao Xi said: "Today there is a convoy entering the city, and those who unloaded goods went to grab business, and the younger two mixed in."

Zhao Chun's cheeks rose and fell from time to time, he sighed deeply: "The remains will be found missing, that's all, let's find out the purpose of Pugu and Wu En's envoy earlier, let's go back immediately."

Miao Xi bowed his head and said: "My lord, I know that I am impulsive today, if there is something, I am willing..."

"stand up!"

Zhao Chun didn't want to hear such dejected words, so he spread a cloth on the ground, poured out the big and small bones, and pounded them with a piece of wood.

"Brother Wang Shi, don't blame us. If you don't smash the bones, it will be difficult to take with you when the time comes, and it will be easy to be discovered by those Harlei..."

The three of them took turns smashing the bones together, and then Zhao Chun wrapped the ashes in several layers of cloth.

Then eat.

Everyone forgot to wash their hands and ate dry biscuits in silence.

This is a foreign country, and the people in Dongchang don't have much experience, so they need to figure out everything by themselves.

And the price of trying to figure out failure is... life!