Chapter 26 Volume A: Survival in Death
Wang Pei'an was very articulate, which made Feng Ziying look askance. But think about it, he and Zuo Liangyu were both working in the docks. Although they were young, they were not necessarily any less knowledgeable. They were probably even more knowledgeable than the Feng Ziying body he inherited. Be stronger.
Perhaps the only difference is that neither of them have read much yet, but Zuo Liangyu has such a great reputation in history, but Wang Pei'an has never heard of it, and he doesn't know why.
History has already changed since the establishment of the Zhou Dynasty. Now that unexpected factors of our own have joined in, who can say clearly how it will continue to evolve?
Perhaps everyone’s history is full of uncertainties. Zuo Liangyu may no longer leave his name in history because of this, but maybe Wang Pei’an will become a famous figure in history because of this? Who can tell clearly?
Feng Ziying himself is not very interested in becoming a big figure who will leave his name in history. The concept of leaving his name when he dies and leaving his skin when he dies is not that strong for him. In his previous life, he was an atheist. It seems more appropriate to focus on the present and live a good life. Be practical.
Just like now, he just wants to live well. He hasn't even had time to enjoy this colorful world, and he hasn't had time to experience the life of a playboy. He just wants to be killed by these White Lotus sect who appear out of nowhere. Whether it is the Wenxiang Sect or the Luo Sect, it would be really unfair if they were destroyed.
"Silang, I can understand the hardships you and your uncle are going through, but I'm afraid this is not a reason for him to provoke civil unrest, especially since the government will definitely not pay attention to your rhetoric." Feng Ziying carefully considered each word, "If he wants to remove himself from the I'm afraid the only way to get rid of this catastrophic disaster is to firstly prove that you have nothing to do with those White Lotus cult bandits, and secondly, you need to make meritorious deeds."
After all, Wang Pei'an is an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, and many of his problems cannot be compared to those of Feng Ziying, who pretends to be a soul with decades of experience in modern officialdom. He hesitated and said, "My uncle is indeed not from Luo Jiao. Everyone around here knows that." , everyone knows it..."
"Very good. If the neighbors and Li Zheng can prove it, this can have some effect, but it is far from enough, because this matter has already caused such a big fuss, and you yourself said that so many people have been killed by the Liang Gang. You should know how powerful they are, and they will definitely not give up, so your uncle still needs to perform meritorious service to clear himself of the crime."
Feng Ziying spoke sincerely. He had realized that if he and Zuo Liangyu wanted to leave the city safely this time, it would really fall on Wang Pei'an and his uncle.
"This...Brother Feng, what should I do?" Wang Peian asked with a tangled look on his face, holding the wooden stick in his hand tightly.
He has now regarded Feng Ziying as a life-saving straw. The uncle's family treats him well. Even if there is a glimmer of hope, he does not want to see anything happen to the uncle's family.
“What does your uncle think of this religious bandit rebellion?” Feng Ziying thought for a moment before asking.
"I don't know, but I went to see him last night, and he kept saying that this matter was a big deal and he didn't know how to end it. He was also very scared. I think he didn't want this to happen." Wang Peian was thin His cheeks were full of anxiety, "He definitely doesn't know what to do now, and I don't know either..."
It is true that Wang Pei'an, a child, cannot explain this kind of thing clearly, and Wang Pei'an may not be completely clear about Wang Pei'an's thoughts.
But judging from Wang Pei'an's words, at least Wang Chao Zuo is definitely not from Luo Jiao, that is, from the White Lotus Sect, so there is still room for maneuver. And if Wang Pei'an didn't lie, Wang Chao Zuo probably didn't expect that the situation would turn out like this. From a common sense point of view, Wang Chaozuo would definitely not want to do this, and he should not want to rebel.
Feng Ziying was also thinking fiercely in her mind. Would she dare to take the risk to meet her uncle Wang Pei'an? He knew nothing about Wang Pei'an, his uncle. If he went to see the other party, but the other party suddenly turned against him and handed him over to the White Lotus Sect, he would be really wronged.
How can I get out of the city without seeing this imperial minister?
“Silang, how is your uncle like you?” Feng Ziying asked slowly while thinking, looking at Zuo Liangyu.
Zuo Liangyu also noticed Feng Ziying's gaze and nodded quickly: "Brother Feng, Shiro, his uncle is well-known among us. He will do whatever he says when he spits. Everyone believes in him and is willing to listen to him. …”
The words of the two men are also in line with Feng Ziying's judgment. If this were not the case, the imperial assistant would not be so popular. If his nature is like this, he can take a risk.
"Well, Shiro, I am willing to help you and your uncle this time, but I want to meet him." Feng Ziying's words were full of convincing power. Even Zuo Liangyu and Wang Pei'an were subconsciously willing to believe each other. "If possible, Shiro, go find your uncle. Let's meet somewhere and I'll talk to him."
Wang Pei'an hesitated and glanced at Zuo Liangyu, who was also a little nervous. "Brother Feng, are you going to tell Shiro's uncle about our plan to leave the city?"
"Well, since he is Shiro's uncle, and you praise his character so much, I think we can meet him. You are my brothers, I can trust you, and you can trust him, so it's okay."
Feng Ziying's sincere confession made Zuo Liangyu and Wang Pei'an feel hot in their hearts, especially Zuo Liangyu. He felt that Wang Pei'an and Feng Ziying had just met for the first time, and Feng Ziying's attitude was entirely based on her trust in herself. Completely forgetting that Feng Ziying and him only got along for one day.
Some people are born with a kind of charm that can make people trust, and the experience brought by Feng Ziying's soul in his previous life, coupled with his reputation as the legitimate son of the Divine Warrior General and the Gongsheng of the Imperial Academy, added an aura to his performance, so it made Zuo Liangyu and Wang Pei'an were both subconsciously willing to believe each other.
“Brother Feng, don’t worry, Uncle Wang will definitely be grateful for your life-saving grace. Shiro and I will remember your love for the rest of our lives...” Zuo Liangyu suppressed the excitement in his heart and bit his lip.
"Okay, Erlang, Silang, we are all brothers, so let's not talk about this. Let's go and find a place. Erlang and Silang will go to find Uncle Wang together. Well, by then, don't say too much. Erlang, you ask first. When I ask about the situation, look at Uncle Wang's attitude..." Feng Ziying said thoughtfully: "It's not that I don't believe Uncle Wang, the main thing is that there must be many people around Uncle Wang, and sometimes you understand that you can't help yourself, right?"
Feng Ziying had to think more, her life was at stake, don't accidentally be betrayed and lose her life in vain.
Zuo Liangyu is reliable from now on, and he is smart. Let him and Wang Peian go to see Wang Chao Zuo. At least they can make some basic judgments to see if Wang Chao Zuo is really unwilling to get involved with the White Lotus Cult. At the same time, if something happens, you can give yourself an early warning.
Feng Ziying's words did not arouse any resentment or uneasiness in Wang Pei'an. Perhaps he thought that his uncle was not that kind of person, so he was naturally open-minded and said, "Okay, then Brother Feng, where are you waiting for us?"
“Brother Feng is waiting for us at Bixia Palace, that is, outside the South Altar.” Zuo Liangyu thought for a moment before saying, “Although it’s a little far there, it’s safe.”
Feng Ziying's words still reminded Zuo Liangyu that Zuo Liangyu was not as innocent as Wang Pei'an. Although he was sure that Wang Chaozuo would not have any ill intentions towards Feng Ziying, as Feng Ziying reminded him, if someone around Wang Pei'an did something wrong, Where are your thoughts?
Bixia Palace is located to the east of Ciyu Temple, not far from the intersection of the outer city wall and the inner city wall.
Although there are bandits setting up defenses in this area, because they are relatively close to the inner city, the bandits do not dare to be too bold. Perhaps they are unwilling to overly stimulate the guards and Cao troops in the inner city, so they still mainly use hidden sentries in this area. , nothing can be seen on the surface. If you are really desperate and have to rush to the city wall for help, it may not be a way to survive.
Wang Pei'an didn't think too much and nodded: "That's okay. My uncle and the others are in the courtyard walking this way from Dongshuimen. I've been there and I don't know if they are still there now. Then Brother Feng, you should go to Bizhou first." Xia Gong is hiding, Erlang and I will go find my uncle first."
The group walked around the South Altar, which is actually a dilapidated altar. However, it is adjacent to Bixia Palace, and further down from Bixia Palace is Ciyu Nunnery, and between these places is a very spacious square. It should be a gathering place where social fires are usually held to catch up with temple fairs, but now there are only a few beggars huddled under the steps outside Bixia Palace, and there is no one else.
Feng Ziying chose a corner behind Bixia Palace to hide, and the two men left.
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