November of the twenty-sixth year of Chonghui.

Qingzhou Huanglian Sect broke through the blockade of Weiting's army and came to the capital area with no less than 200,000 people.

Thousands of them are invulnerable.

The Queen Mother was afraid and issued an edict.

A large number of official posts were promised.

The Huanglian Sect accepted it and took the opportunity to expand its power, reaching as many as 500,000 in a few months.

February of the 27th year of Chonghui.

The Haixi countries landed under the banner of helping the Qing Dynasty quell the civil strife.

The war is about to break out.

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Zuo Shiyuan.

Everyone looked at the newspaper on the table and remained silent.

The atmosphere is so gloomy that one can't breathe.

Ordinary people can see that Dahun has reached a very dangerous situation.

Not to mention historians like them who study history every day.

"Internal and external troubles"

Editor-in-chief Shao Guilin slammed the table.

Everyone cursed.

Some scolded the Huanglian Sect, and some scolded the Haixi countries.

It’s just that no one dares to scold the Queen Mother.

After all, if you scold the Huanglian Sect, the Haixi countries will be fine, but if you scold the Queen Mother, everyone will be killed.

The noise made Shao Guilin even more upset: "Get out of here"

Everyone walked out as if they had been granted amnesty.

“Stay far away”

Qin Yuan, who was about to go out, had to come back.

"Yuanda, do you think the imperial court can hold on?"

Shao Guilin said.

The eyes are very sincere.

Qin Yuan thought to himself, "Just hold on."

He responded verbally: "As long as everyone in the imperial court is united, it won't be a big problem to defend it."

"I've never heard a word of truth from your mouth."

Shao Guilin cursed.

Mud, have you ever told the truth?

Qin Yuan cursed back in his heart.

"hehe"

Shao Guilin smiled bitterly.

When there are internal and external troubles, there will be ghosts only if you hold on.

Last night while drinking wine, he heard a drunken eunuch say that there was a decree from above and that as many chariots and horses as possible could be prepared.

Obviously, the Queen Mother is going to run away.

"Editor-in-Chief, it's okay. I went to the cafeteria to eat. It was late and I got cold."

Qin Yuan said.

In fact, he has already prepared the fastest horse to run today.

"I know how to eat all day long, so get out!"

Shao Guilin was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

The fat on my belly trembles.

"Resign from humble position"

Qin Yuan stood up, raised his hands, and withdrew, all at once.

The donkeys were left in the manger of Zuo Shiyuan and ran away. They had no choice but to take care of their destiny.

Back home on foot, Qin Yuan took all the gold and silver tickets that had been exchanged for Jiangnan banknotes.

With money, you can survive wherever you go.

He took out the prepared horses, locked the door, and headed towards the city gate.

Along the way, I met many skinny Huanglian sect members who gathered to perform invulnerability.

A group of people nearby who had never seen the world cheered loudly.

Qin Yuan has already studied this stuff thoroughly.

It's just hard Qigong combined with taking drugs.

If you encounter someone with real materials, relying on a large number of people is no problem, but if you fight alone, you will die miserably.

Arrive at the gate of Nancheng.

Why are there so many people?

Huh!

Isn't this Chen Yushi who impeached the official who asked the Queen Mother and the Emperor to move the capital five days ago?

Isn't this the young marquis who shouted the day before yesterday that he wanted to live or die with the capital?

Isn't this Zhou Guozhang, who sells furniture on the street to support the imperial court?

Sure enough, when disaster strikes, the men who shout loudest are the first to run away.

If he wasn't in a hurry to escape, Qin Yuan would definitely rob them on the way.

At least half of the wealth in Dahun is in the hands of this group of people.

Even if he can only carry part of it with him, it will be enough for Qin Yuan to eat for hundreds of years.

Ten days later.

Three thousand seven hundred and twenty-four miles away.

The city of Minzhou is known as the place with eight mountains, one water and one farmland and is an indisputable place for military strategists.

"I'm sorry for the trouble, Master Quan."

Qin Yuan is now in the Minzhou branch of the Beggar Clan.

He wanted to give Lin Yidong's letter to Lin's wife.

But I don’t know where Lin’s wife is at this moment.

Looking for help from local snakes and beggar gangs is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Brother Zhongda, don't worry, I will definitely help you find Lin Yidong's wife within three days."

Captain Quan took the banknote with a smile and patted his chest in assurance.

The name Qin Yuan used was Zhuge Yi, whose courtesy name was Zhongda.

Three days later.

To be precise, two and a half days later.

Qin Yuan appeared in front of an inconspicuous tomb outside the city.

The tombstone hidden in Asakusa reads, Chen Yiying's Tomb.

"You're too late, she passed away last year."

Captain Quan sighed.

The most respected people in the world are heroes.

Lin Yidong, who dared to break into the Governor's Mansion, was a hero among heroes, but he ended up losing his body and his wife.

How could it not make him sigh and sigh.

"She is only twenty-two years old"

Qin Yuan said in a daze.
To be continued...