Sun Zuoyang always felt very humiliated when obeying the words of the bandits and going up the mountain to redeem people. He was young and energetic, and could not understand why he had to swallow his anger and let a small bandit village mercy.

"What are you doing tossing so many things? Why not capture Dongyi Mountain in one fell swoop and rescue all the sisters and the others?"

As soon as he said this, the scheming Minister of War shook his head, looked at his young son and sighed: "Zuo Yang, you are still too young."

He took a sip of tea, put down the cup, looked directly at Aier's puzzled gaze, and slowly spoke: "The place in Qingzhou is not as simple as you think, it is bordered by the Di tribe."

Qingzhou is the border area of ​​Daliang. The bandit problem has been around for a long time and its forces are mixed. The court has never truly wiped out the purgatory for a century.

First, bandits are rampant and cannot be suppressed.

Second, it cannot be wiped out.

The first one can still treat it by putting some hard work, but the second one is the key.

Qingzhou is the place where Daliang and Di tribes meet at the critical intersection. The Di tribe grew up in a pile of wolves. It was extremely fierce. It went to the city from time to time to disturb the people, burned, killed and looted, causing endless pain to the local people. The Qingzhou government was helpless.

The Di people have always been bloodthirsty and good at fighting. No one wants to get involved with this crazy wolf unless they have to, let alone the young master in Daliang today who is good at literature but not martial arts. If you can do it, try not to fight. Therefore, he used the most common trick used by emperors throughout the ages-

Checks and balances.

In other words, to cure evil wolves, you need to use a fierce tiger to fight poison with poison and to cure fierce.

The Qingzhou government did not dare to confront the Di people head-on, but the bandits in Dongyi Mountain were different.

There was only one piece of pastry in total, but half of it was divided by the Di clan. How could they be willing to do it? Speaking of being fierce, they are not wolves, but they are even more fierce than wolves!

In a sense, the local bandits in Dongyi Mountain restrained the foreign Di people and kept Qingzhou in a balanced state for the time being. It was not good or too bad. At least the current emperor does not want this bowl of water to be turbulent and poured all over the ground.

Especially after the eighteen bandit camps surrendered to the legendary Dongyi Mountain Lord, this force became even more powerful and formal, and it became the best gun against the Di tribe. Today, the emperor even has the intention of attracting peace.

"Now you understand? In addition to striving to preserve your sister's reputation, this meaning is deeper. Some things can be touched without touching them. Even if you want to touch them, you should not take the lead. Don't worry about anything. Just bear it for now and bring the person back safely."

Until he was blindfolded and led by the bandits all the way up the mountain, Sun Zuoyang's head continued to echo his father's words.

He felt very frustrated. Even if he understood the truth, he felt frustrated like he had never felt before.

This feeling of frustration reached its peak when I saw my sister who had lost weight in the cell and the timid figure beside me.

The cave was huge, separated by a prison. The girls in the prison looked at Sun Zuoyang with tears in their eyes. The Dongyi Mountain Lord outside the prison leaned on his seat, feeling lazy and disdainful, and did not take Sun Zuoyang seriously.

Sun Zuoyang felt a little angry. After the bandits counted the ransom, he asked Dongyi Shanjun with a cold face: "Can I take people away?"

The messy beard covered the whole face, revealing only a pair of bright peach-blue eyes, and smiled like a cat playing with a mouse: "Of course... can't."

Sun Zuoyang was ignited in an instant: "What do you mean?"

Dongyishan Jun avoided answering and changed the subject: "By the way, Mr. Sun, which one of you studies the best in the palace school?"

Sun Zuoyang clenched his fists and endured them. After a long time, he said hard: "Ride and hunt, shoot, swords, guns, sticks, everything is done."

"It turns out that he is a trainer. No wonder he is worthy of being the son of the Minister of War."

Dongyi Shanjun clapped his hands and said, "Come on."

Several bandits immediately lifted a row of weapons forward and illuminated them in front of Sun Zuoyang.

"Please pick one and gesture with me, so that I can also learn about the style of Zhuxiu Academy."

Only then did Sun Zuoyang notice that in the huge cave, there were not only weapons racks that had been prepared long ago, but also various desks, pens, inkstones, papers and inkstones behind them. I am afraid that he would be good at poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, etc., so Dongyishan Jun would immediately bring someone to lift the things up and "play" with him.

This is really unheard of. Not only Sun Zuoyang was stunned, but the girls in the cell were all looking at each other, and Erzhang was confused. Only Sun Mengyin held the railings of the iron prison and shouted excitedly: "Brother, compare with him, let him see your power and kill the majesty of this stinky thief!"

The thin man at the entrance of the prison slapped the iron railing a few times: "Shut up, stinky girl, let's see how your elder brother cried and begged for mercy later!"

In the field, Sun Zuoyang had already raised a silver spear, his eyes turned around Sun Mengyin, and then fell on a thin figure behind her without any notice.

He gradually felt passionate in his heart, and he took back his thoughts and looked at Dongyishan Jun coldly.

"Someone said before I came that you are a gun that you can't touch, and warned me not to be troublesome, but since it was Shanjun that you took the initiative to ask, I must come and break it, please!"

With this shout, Dongyi Shanjun raised his lips and smiled, got up and lightly carried out a long sword, facing the silver spear, and the two fights were about to break out.

Sun Zuoyang has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. In this regard, almost no one can do anything. When he responded to the challenge, he thought that God heard his voice and gave him a chance to let him breathe a lot.

But soon he knew that he was wrong.

It was probably a fight that was faster than everyone imagined. Because before ten moves had been taken, he heard a metal impact, and the dancing sword directly picked the silver spear out. As the room was screaming, the silver spear was inserted into the ground with a "buzzing" sound. After shaking for a few times, he stood firmly in front of everyone with a sarcasm.

The next moment, the long sword was placed on Sun Zuoyang's neck, with twelve-minute teasing and laziness.

"You lost, Mr. Sun."

Sun Zuo raised his shoulders and was forced to kneel half on the ground, paving his handsome face.

Dongyishan Jun was standing tall and looked down at him lazily, with a cold smile in his long smile: "What a great Zhuxiu Academy."

He turned his sword and picked it straight towards Sun Zuoyang's waist. A jade tablet of Gong Xue flew into the air and barely landed in his hands.

Sun Zuoyang was shocked and looked up to struggle, but was suppressed by the long sword.

Dongyi Shanjun turned his fingertips down the jade sign and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I have experienced the blessing of Mr. Sun today. The disciples of Zhuxiu Academy are very good, and the brand is also very beautiful."

He said that and played around in his hands, smiling at Sun Zuoyang, his tone was chilling: "It's better to use it as firewood, I guess Mr. Sun wouldn't mind it, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand and threw it behind him, and threw it into the burning stove without even looking.

All the girls in prison exclaimed in surprise.

"you!"

Sun Zuoyang even had blue veins rising, his face was red and he was about to jump to catch the jade tablet, but the long sword on his shoulder pressed him down, making him unable to get up.

The jade plaque was burning in the stove, like a humiliating slap. It not only hit Sun Zuoyang in the face, but also hit the hearts of all the disciples of Zhuxiu Academy.

Everyone in the cell was staring at the stove, and a girl was already biting her lips tightly, and tears flashed in her eyes.

In the entire cave, only Dongyi Mountain Lord enjoyed it very much. He heard the sound of the jade plaque being swallowed and melted, exhaled a long sigh, smiled, and took back the sword.

"Okay, the sign is left, and people will redeem it."

The thin man opened the prison door and looked proudly at Sun Mengyin, who was pale and pale, and said: "How about it, I'm going to be the one who is our boss? That's..."

Before he could finish his words, Sun Mengyin had already taken the door a few steps and rushed into the arms of Sun Zuoyang who was approaching him.

"Brother, it's okay, it's not your fault. You must be too tired to save me all the way..."

Sun Zuoyang hugged his sister's hand tightly and interrupted her: "Stop talking, losing is losing. There is nothing to be ashamed of being inferior to others. Let's go."

His voice was low, as if he had exhausted all his strength in the battle just now, and his whole body was covered with a shadow of decay, which made the girls in the prison feel heartbroken.

Sun Mengyin thought of something, and then turned back to the prison, hugging Wen Renshu with tears flashing and reluctance on her face, "Shu'er, I'll go first, don't be afraid, your family will come to redeem you soon, you have to take care of yourself..."

She said as she leaned into Wen Renshu's ear and said secretly: "Sacrificing your cheap sister if necessary. After all, you are the legitimate lady of Wen Renshu, and the most important thing, do you understand?"

The voice was so low that only Wen Renshu could hear it. Her body was stiff and she didn't say anything. She just nodded and hugged Sun Mengyin and cried even more sadly.

For a moment, other female young men also surrounded him, saying goodbye and sobbing, and sobbing, more because they were afraid that when they would be redeemed like Sun Mengyin and leave this dark ghost place.

In the midst of sadness, Sun Zuoyang also entered the prison at some point. He glanced around and found the girl he was thinking about at the outermost point.

Restraining the surging emotions in his heart, he walked forward without any notice, stopped gently beside the figure, and bowed: "Junior Sister Qinghe, don't be afraid, I will definitely find a way to save you, wait for me..."

The figure trembled and did not look back. It was just a slight trembling palm, thinking that he had hallucinations.

The words that rang in my ears were so fast that they were fleeting, so fast that no one noticed them, and even the ones they heard them could not believe.

It was not until the Sun brother and sister left the cell that Zhao Qinghe had the courage to turn his head and looked at Sun Zuoyang's back as he left, his nose was red, like a confused little white rabbit.

She didn't know how long she looked, but suddenly pulled Wen Renjun next to her, and said in a daze: "Ajun, pinch me, I just seemed to have a dream?"
Chapter completed!