Just when the four brothers were full of longing and wanted to prepare a plan to return to their motherland through "Zhao Liang".

Fate played a trick on them once again.

In late April, Dashu closed the gate.

For a time, the Nanjing Dynasty was in turmoil. Zhao Liang and his father Zhao De were criticized by political opponents and both were sentenced to execution. The fourth brother Zhou Yan, who was Zhao Liang's close aide, was also imprisoned.

These little minions had no place to kill, but their eldest brother Zhou Kang and third brother Zhou Meng were assassinated and sent into the army. The lame Zhou Xian and the blind Zhou Yan were thrown into prison and enslaved again. A month after the bridge was built and the road was laid, on the sixth

At the beginning of the month, they were sent to the northern border of Jingguo to transport grain and grass. It was said that when the front lines were cleared, their crimes would be pardoned and they would be free.

But unexpectedly, he was sold out by the military leader just halfway through.

The situation is unknown and the future is uncertain.

…

"well!"

Zhou Yan looked back on this life with a lot of emotion, and then thought about how to get out of the current predicament.

Think about it.

Fall asleep quickly.

In the afternoon it was another intense work session.

As evening approached, Zhou Yan was carrying a bucket of water to the ridge in the flower garden. He couldn't see, so he was careful every step he took, and he kept in mind every step from the well to the ridge. Fortunately, there were lumps of soil on the road.

, the pits were all paved by the second brother, as long as Zhou Yan was careful, there would be no big problem.

But this trip.

Was walking.

Suddenly his feet stirred, and he jumped forward, spilling all the two buckets of water, and Zhou Yan also rushed forward and fell into pieces.

"Fourth!"

Zhou Xian heard the commotion here and ran over quickly. As soon as he arrived, he saw his fourth brother lying on the ground with someone stepping on his back and unable to get up.

Zhou Xian rushed forward and pushed the man away. While helping Zhou Yan up, he said angrily: "Qian Dayong, what are you doing?!"

The man who tripped Zhou Yan and stepped on him was one of the other four flower slaves in this garden, named 'Qian Dayong'. The other one of the four beside him was named 'Sun Biao'

', and Qian Dayong are from the same hometown.

The two of them were quite friendly a few days ago, but I don't know why they are causing trouble now.

"what I do?"

Qian Dayong was pushed away by Zhou Xian. He was not angry. He just stared at the two brothers and said with a smile: "From tomorrow on, I will help you two with the few ridges of land that Brother Sun and I have."

On the side, Sun Biao looked at the Zhou brothers, his face turned violent, and he said fiercely: "If you dare not do it, I will beat you every time we see you!"

As the two middle-aged men left, there was no one in charge of the garden anymore. In a few days, everyone gradually became familiar with each other, and Qian Dayong and Sun Biao finally revealed their true colors. The two men had been working for most of the day and were exhausted.

They were not considered to be physically strong, but they were still better than Zhou Yan and Zhou Xian, the disabled brothers who were in trouble.

So the idea was turned to the two brothers.

In this world, exploitation and oppression are everywhere.

"Do you want to do it or not?"

"Should I?"

When Qian Dayong saw that Zhou Xian was silent, he took two steps forward, clenched his fists, and asked.

"OK!"

Zhou Yan heard the second brother on the side grit his teeth and responded.

"Ha ha!"

"You cripple is quite sensible! That's fine. As long as you are willing to do things, we will not target you for no reason. Don't worry, we will get along well in the future."

When Qian Dayong heard this, his fierce expression immediately disappeared and he returned to his smiling face.

Zhou Xian didn't say anything. He took Zhou Yan to pat the dirt on his body and went back to work.

Wait until evening.

It was late at night and there was silence.

Zhou Yan and his second brother opened their eyes at the same time. Zhou Xian picked up two hemp ropes from the room, held one for himself, and handed the other to Zhou Yan, saying, "Keep your voice down."

"Um."

Zhou Yan nodded.

The two supported each other and walked out quietly, and quietly touched one of the thatched huts. After a slight movement, they came out and went to the next one soon.

…

Early the next morning.

Qian Dayong and Sun Biao met each other when they went out, and both saw a strangulation mark on the other's neck. The two of them made a tacit agreement not to talk about what happened last night, silently picked up the tools, and went to fetch water and prune branches honestly.

…

That's how people are.

The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of the horizontal ones, and the horizontal ones are afraid of death.

Zhou Yan, his second brother and two other brothers have been living in a foreign country for eight years. They are not able to survive until now just by swallowing their anger.

In the past, there were the eldest brother and the third brother. The four brothers were both arrogant and desperate, standing at the top of the food chain.

As long as you don't offend anyone, no one will dare to offend you.

Of course, this refers to those who are also slaves, hard laborers, and civilians. Compared with those who are slightly more powerful, the four brothers still have to endure it.

However, the two minor characters Qian Dayong and Sun Biao have no power. They are both servants serving flowers and plants. Who is more noble than the other?

Now that the eldest brother and the third brother are not here, Zhou Yan and the second brother cannot stand up to each other, but they are a blind man and a lame man. If they really want to risk their lives, do Qian Dayong and Sun Biao dare to trade with them?

Are you willing to die?

Zhou Yan and Zhou Xian dare to kill people and pay with their lives. Do they dare?

Last night, Zhou Yan and his second brother went to visit these two people with hemp ropes and confirmed that they did not dare to let go.

So the two of them stopped talking and nothing more happened.

More than ten days passed like this.

The other two flower slaves in the garden may have disliked the fact that life here is too hard, tiring, and boring, and they are showing signs of causing trouble.

That night.

Zhou Yan and his second brother took the hemp rope and visited these two people.

From then on, there was no more trouble in this small garden. At least Zhou Yan and his second brother Zhou Xian could no longer be disturbed by the other four people.

But the daily work is still heavy.

Zhou Yan works in this garden every day. Except for his second brother Zhou Xian, Qian Dayong, Sun Biao and other four people, the only people who come in contact with him are to deliver firewood and food every once in a while and to inspect the flower garden and collect mandos.

Luo Hua's two stewards.

There was no chance to go out to survey the terrain, nor was there any chance to contact the upper management here to seek a higher position.

day to day!

day to day!

It seems like the days are going to go on like this.

But Zhou Yan did not give up, always waiting for the opportunity and always holding on to hope.

A blink of an eye.

The brothers have been here for two full months.

Calculating the time, today is already September 21, the seventeenth year of Nanjing Zhongxing's reign, and there is less than a month left before Zhou Yan's sixteenth birthday.

…

This morning.

Zhou Yan endured the pain all over his body and got up on time, walked outside the thatched house to put some water on it. This was originally a very comfortable thing, but he had been feeling some pain there since the past few days, and the pain seemed to have intensified again today.

Zhou Yan felt that he might have been a little angry these days.

He was peeing when he suddenly felt eyes on him.

"Second brother, what's wrong?"

Zhou Yan was not ashamed, he grabbed it and put it back.

"Have you felt any discomfort these past few days?"

Zhou Xian was indeed staring at his fourth brother, and when he saw Zhou Yan retracting his eyes, he hurriedly asked.
To be continued...