Chapter 437 I Want to Report!

The following events were unremarkable. Hu Yanzhao led everyone out of the city to surrender, and General Hong dug out the foundation stone of Xijue State with his own hands.

This country perished very quickly.

Because the Panlong Army had actually taken over the capital long ago, everything here was normal and there was no turmoil.

In theory, Zhong Shengguang was only an official of Xiluo State, and of course he had no power to confer titles on Hu Yanzhao. It was not appropriate to say that he was "exercising power on behalf of the king" because Xiluo State did not ask him to send troops to attack Xijue. But the people present obviously did not consider this issue, and even Hu Yanzhao asked with a smirk when he could set off for Lugua River.

"Don't worry." These were General Hong's original words, "You have to stay in the capital for a while."

Two days later, Hu Yanzhao realized that the power of the king had not completely disappeared. There were still several armies in Xijue who repeatedly tried to break through the blockade of the Panlong Army, but unfortunately they failed.

However, the news that Hu Yanzhao was captured and Xijue was destroyed had spread a few days ago. When these teams saw that the country had changed hands and the opponent was the powerful Panlong City, they quickly lost their fighting spirit.

And along with the attack of Panlong City, unrest broke out in many places in Xijue:

The Xiluo people who were trapped in Xijue and bullied for many years revolted.

This force soon joined the Panlong Army to encircle and suppress the remaining resistance forces.

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After leaving the ruins of Qianxing City and walking north for two days, the Shimen caravan was about to arrive at the border of Chiyan.

It was peaceful all the way, and Shi Er finally found the feeling of doing business in the past. To be honest, if every business trip was so thrilling, no one would dare to transport the goods even if they were several times more expensive.

In front was the checkpoint leading to Chiyan, and the queue was very long. Fu Shanyue's attendant threw a string of money to the slave who was accompanying the car and wanted to send him away:

"You have nothing to do, get out."

The slave could not leave the Twilight Plains and had to stop here.

Dare to pass the checkpoint and behead!

"Thank you for your kindness, gentlemen!" The slave picked up the string of money, bowed to them, and glanced at the carriage.

In fact, these people were generous and gave more. In normal times, he would be overjoyed and go to the wine shed to get a half-corner of muddy wine to reward himself.

But now he can't care.

This girl lying motionless in the carriage, relying on others to serve her, is not a child of a rich and powerful family at all. She is also a slave like him!

But Master Fushan wants to take her across the border!

From now on, she will get rid of her humble fate and run towards a free life.

Why?

Just because she accidentally saved Master Fushan's life? Give him this opportunity, he can do it, and he can do it better than her!

"What are you doing?" Another guard passed by and saw him standing there in a daze, so he kicked him, "Get out! What are you standing here for?"

"Hey, let's go!" The slave turned around and saw Fushan Yue standing behind him and looking at him indifferently, and he couldn't help but be startled.

He quickly smiled and ran away.

He Lingchuan turned from behind the car and looked at his back: "This guy is very resentful."

"How do you know?" Fu Shanyue exclaimed, "You can smell it too?"

"What are you smelling? I'm not a dog!" He Lingchuan said unhappily, "I saw him washing basins by the river a few days ago. He smashed the basins crazily and shouted "Go to hell, little bitch". He probably thought there was no one around."

The man vented his anger by the river and then went back to fetch water. He continued to smile and be respectful to Fu Shanyue and others.

"Oh, why bother with him?" Fu Shanyue didn't take it seriously at all, "How can a lowly slave turn out flowers?"

At this time, Shi Er Dangjia returned from the front and brought bad news: "Not good, there are three or four official merchants ahead who want to cut in line to pass the customs. The number of people exceeds 4,000. We may not be able to pass today."

The official caravan has priority to pass the customs, and their civilian caravans have to wait.

But it will be dark in another hour, and they have to wait until tomorrow to pass the customs.

They had no choice but to stay in the inn tonight.

When the slave walked back, he also heard the sighs of other merchants who were not able to pass the test.

Passing by a high-end restaurant, he walked a little slower. The waiter saw that he was wearing a bracelet specially made for slaves, and came out to drive him away rudely: "Hey, go away! Don't interfere with our business!"

Ordinary restaurants and hotels did not allow slaves to enter, and high-end ones did not even allow them to approach unless they entered with the guests they were serving.

The only places they could patronize were the dining sheds and bunks opened by other slaves, usually in the darkest and most marginal corners of the local area.

Then he sat in a dim little wine shed and drank half a cup of turbid wine.

The wine was not good, it scratched the throat, but it was easy to get drunk.

"Bear it, bear it!" He kept muttering, "Eggs will die when they hit stones."

But under the influence of alcohol, he became angrier and angrier, and more and more aggrieved: "I can't bear it, I can't bear it! Why does she live a good life, but you are the only one who lives like a pig and a dog?"

He stood up and sat down several times, and his sobriety and rationality swung repeatedly on the scale of alcohol.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and rushed into the government office without looking back.

The clerk inside was also frightened when he saw a red-faced slave rushing in, and then shouted: "You, yes, it's you! Why are you running around, get out!"

The slave didn't leave, but instead came over, and almost sprayed a breath of alcohol on the clerk's face: "I want to report, I want to report!"

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As expected, the slave was beaten up.

The clerk was about to call the officers to throw him out, and suddenly someone behind him said: "Wait."

This man was very tall and had a strange face.

The clerk turned around and immediately bowed respectfully. Just as he was about to speak, the other party said, "He came to report the case, why didn't you accept it?"

"Ah?" The clerk was stunned, "Sir, this is a slave, and he is drunk! His words cannot be trusted."

The slave's saliva sprayed on his face, damn it!

"You haven't verified it yet, how do you know that his words are untrustworthy?" The tall man walked to the slave, "Hey."

The officer immediately kicked the slave a few times: "Sir, I am talking to you, get up and stand up!"

The slave staggered to his feet, hunched over, and one of his eyes was still swollen.

"Follow me."

Walking into the corridor behind the government office, it was quiet and there was no one around. The tall man asked:

"You just said that the one who secretly hid the slave girl and was going to take her through the checkpoint was Fu Shanyue, the prince of Chiyan State?"

The slave had been beaten up just now, and he was 70% sober, and he had begun to regret it.

Is he crazy? How dare he enter the government office!

But it's too late now. He can't afford to offend the lord in front of him. He can only bow his head and say: "Yes, yes!"

"How do you know she is a slave?"

"I have served her for many days. There is a mark on her left hand, which is left by wearing a bracelet for a long time." The slave raised her left hand and showed him the ring on her wrist, "It's... this kind, but there is no ring on her hand anymore. This is a capital crime!"

The ring has been tied into the flesh. It is the mark of a slave. It is a capital crime to remove it privately. Even deliberately covering it will be punished.

"Interesting." The tall man turned to the clerk and said, "Send someone to keep an eye on it and verify it when you pass the customs tomorrow."

It's useless to verify it now. It's not illegal to pass the customs without a slave.

The clerk was surprised: "Ah, sir, if that person is really the prince of Chiyan country..."

"The prince breaks the law, and he is guilty of the same crime as the common people." The tall man laughed, "You are in the territory of Lingxu City, and you are afraid of a Chiyan person?"

The words were a bit harsh, and the clerk broke out in a cold sweat. He cursed the slave eight hundred times in his heart, but on the surface he kept saying: "Do it now, do it now!"

The tall man emphasized again: "First check if the little girl is there. Be smart and don't let Fu Shanyue find out. When we pass the customs tomorrow, we will catch the person red-handed!"

...

He Lingchuan was drinking in the restaurant, alone at a table.

People were coming and going around him, he propped his head up and stared out the window in a daze, and even his eyes were not focused.

There were footsteps approaching from behind, but he didn't pay attention.

Someone shouted: "Hey!"

He Lingchuan ignored it and didn't turn around.

The voice actually said: "He Lingchuan."

He Lingchuan was shocked.

He was a stranger in Beijia, and there was actually someone here who could call out his real name?

But as he gained more experience, he was able to suppress his instinct to turn back, and even his back did not move at all, as if he had not heard it.

Only he knew that his waist and leg muscles were already tense and could explode and hurt people at any time.

But he recognized this unique voice in the next second.

The owner of the voice also came around to the front and said with a click of the tongue: "It's you! Mr. He, why don't you give me a response? I thought I had recognized the wrong knife!"

"Hush--" He Lingchuan smiled and made a gesture of silence, "I changed my name. Come, please sit down!"

"It's rare to meet an old friend in a foreign land." He raised his hand to call the waiter, "Come over and order more dishes!"

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That night, several officers replied to the clerk: "The cars of those people are parked together, and there are special people taking turns to take care of them. Don't approach them casually. But there is a car that always has its lights on. We put one person in front to attract the attention of the coachman, and the others went over to secretly lift the curtain and take a look. Hey, there is indeed a sleeping girl inside, about six or seven years old."

"Are there any marks on the hands?"

"Oh, it's hard to see clearly." The officer said, "Someone came to move the goods immediately."

"Why don't you go up and check directly?" These guys are usually so arrogant, how could they be so timid?

The officer patted his head: "Didn't the lord instruct us to do it secretly and not to make it public?"

"..." The clerk was choked and speechless, "Okay, okay, I will report it!"

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The next day, in front of the border checkpoint.

The crowd waiting to pass through the checkpoint once again formed a long queue that seemed endless.

The checkpoint here is a little stricter than that of the Baoshu Kingdom. It mainly checks whether there are various contrabands.

For example, slaves.

Slaves are a specialty of the Twilight Plains. Every year, countless slaves want to escape. If we don't check them strictly, how can we implement the emperor's order?

Fortunately, the queue speed is still quite fast. There was no trouble at the checkpoint today, and there was no sudden accident to deal with, so the Shimen Caravan was inspected more than a quarter of an hour earlier than the second leader of the Shi family expected.