Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

"Father!"

"What did you say?"

Lan Wu couldn't believe that his adoptive father wanted to kill him.

But why?

But immediately, he saw the tears in the corners of his adoptive father Lan Yu's eyes.

Finally saw Zhao Zheng and Wu Feng with cold faces behind him.

Most importantly, he saw the golden imperial decree in Wu Feng's hand.

He got it.

With a smile on his face but tears in his eyes, he stood up.

"Children are unfilial!"

"Father, you must take a good rest! My son and brothers have been waiting for the day when you go into battle again!"

"In the next life, the child will be your own son!"

Lan Wu pushed away the soldiers surrounding him, and then drew out the saber from his waist.

"The kindness of the righteous father, the child will repay it in the next life!"

......

"Master Zhao! Are you satisfied!"

Lan Yu, the iron-blooded man who was wounded all over his body and would not make a sound in the Yuan army, couldn't stop crying at this moment.

Zhao Zheng did not answer his question.

He turned his head to look at Wu Feng beside him, "General Wu, how many guards in Beihe Mansion haven't sent troops to rescue the disaster?"

Wu Feng naturally understood, took out the information document and replied:

"There are seven more!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Why don't you put Lord Hou on the horse and move on?"

"The last will obey!"

Lan Yu was put on the carriage just like that.

Now, no matter how shaken the carriage was, he couldn't make a sound.

Because the guards of the next seven guards are all his adopted sons.

His adoptive sons also respected him as much as everyone expected, but...

A foster father, a head.

Lan Yu no longer shed tears, shed tears, and even the injury on her back did not feel any pain.

......

"Master Hou won't blame me, will he?"

In the carriage compartment, Zhao Zheng sat opposite Lan Yu.

Lan Yu, who was still lying on her stomach, raised her head and looked at him, her eyes were scarlet, but she shook her head.

"Lan doesn't blame Mr. Zhao."

"Lan is blaming herself!"

"If it wasn't for Lan's selfish intentions to make these adopted sons live better, how could they be specially arranged for this food-rich Central Plains provincial government?"

"They again, why are they in such a difficult situation!"

Blame myself, all blame myself, Lan Yu was extremely sad.

However, it was denied by Zhao Zheng again.

"It's all Master Hou's fault, but the fault is not here."

"Where is that?"

Lan Yu didn't think that even when she cried, she cried in the wrong place.

At this moment, he was already terrified of Zhao Zheng, even if he was outnumbered in the bloody battle against Hongdu, he didn't feel so apprehensive.

"The fault is not with Master Hou's selfishness, but with Master Hou's self-awareness!"

"Your adoptive sons and generals, there is nothing wrong with worshiping you as a foster father, but the order is wrong, and the dignity is even more wrong!"

Bang bang bang!

Just when Lan Yu doubted his life, Wu Feng knocked on the pillar outside the carriage.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Zheng opened the curtain.

Wu Feng stepped aside and pointed to the official road ahead.

"It's your uncle..."

"..."

At this moment, on the official road in front of Zhao Zheng's car, there is a large group of people.

At the front of this group of people is a coffin.

Above the team was the familiar flag.

"The imperial court sent someone here!"

"It's the people of the imperial court!"

"We are saved, we are saved!"

This group of people has been walking for two days, and they are already exhausted.

However, they still did not leave Zhao Zheng's No. [-] puppet behind.

Still flying that flag.

"The last commander of Jinyiwei, Mao Xiang!"

"See the new governor of Zhuohe and the minister of governance, and see the prince and Taifu!"

"The people wait to meet the governor!"

Zhao Zheng got off the carriage, followed by Lan Yu who was supported by Wu Feng.

Behind the three of them were soldiers gathered from several guards, and they were food shipped from various Taicangs.

In front of the three of them were the people, the people who were affected by the disaster.

"My uncle is in there?"

Zhao Zheng didn't know what kind of mood he should use to face the corpse of the puppet he had used.

He walked up to the coffin with complicated emotions.

"Master Zhao, within it is the spirit body of the King of the Central Plains!"

"The last general received the imperial edict and was about to take the Central Plains king back to Beijing quickly, but was stopped by the people."

"This coffin was donated by the old man whom the king of the Central Plains once knelt down to save."

"The people couldn't bear the thought that the original king would go back to Beijing alone, so they followed the last general and escorted him all the way!"

Hot tears flowed from the corners of Zhao Zheng's eyes uncontrollably.

"Master Zhao, if you want to cry, just cry."

When Lan Yu walked to Zhao Zheng's side, he realized that the one who indirectly killed his adopted son was actually such a great sage.

"Do not."

Zhao Zheng shook his head, he was not crying for the 'uncle' in the coffin, he was crying for the love and affection of the common people.

"Folks, don't send it away, you are tired enough, leave the next thing to Zhao!"

He hurriedly helped the person closest to him, and said to all the people behind him.

After all the people got up, he turned around.

"The whole army obeys orders!!!"

"exist!"

"The logistics team, bury the pot and make a meal immediately! Serve a bowl of hot soup to the folks!"

"The Chinese army will immediately search and rescue the scattered victims!"

"The former army rested for a while, put down their knives and arrows, put on poles and shovels, and then set off with Zhao to rescue the embankment!"

"Yes!"

Only Lan Yu was worried, walked to Zhao Zheng's side and reminded:

"Lord Zhao, the soldiers don't carry swords, because they are afraid that the victims will make trouble?"

Zhao Zheng knew that Lan Yu also had good intentions, but he still refused.

"Master Hou, the current enemy is natural disasters. The shoulder pole and shovel are the best weapons."

"But!"

Lan Yu has seen many great situations in the world. For example, when he fought against Beiyuan, he encountered disaster victims who gathered together to make trouble.

That scene was even more terrifying than Yuan Jun.

Because the Yuan army can be killed, it is difficult for the victims to make troubles, which has damaged many of his brothers.

So he still insisted on his own ideas, trying to persuade Zhao Zheng to change his mind.

"Master Hou, you don't need to persuade me."

"My uncle fell in the tide of the flood, and it was his life!"

"If my younger generation falls not in the tide of the flood, but in the tide of the people, that is my fate too!"

"I must not have done a good job!"

"Because you are an official! You are an official for the parents of the people!"

Lan Yu had nothing to say.

"Congratulations to the King of the Central Plains!!!"

Later, under Zhao Zheng's argument, the people finally agreed, let Mao Xiang lead the team, and send the No. [-] puppet back to the capital alone.

......

"Where the flag is, it is the direction, everyone! Speed ​​up!"

The flag was taken over by Zhao Zheng, and flew away in the direction of the Zhuohe embankment again.

"Wu Feng!"

"The end is here!"

"Immediately send your subordinates to inspect all nearby wood, stone, sand sales or production places!"

"Once there are stingers, hiders, embezzlers, or price hikers, no matter officials or businessmen, they will be killed!"

"The last will obey!"

During this period, Zhao Zheng gave another order that made Lan Yu's heart skip a beat.

"Lord Zhao, it's unnecessary to shoot or kill, right? How many people will be involved! After all, His Majesty has never issued such an order."

According to Lan Yu's intention, it's fine for someone to rob him by force, so as to save his life.

Looking at it this way, Lan Yu seemed to have become kinder instead.

However, it happened that Zhao Zheng knew the truth.

The reason why Lan Yu became so benevolent was not that he suddenly became a saint from the bloody battle of Hongdu.

But if there is his cousin Lan Qiu here, then there must be another cousin Lan Dong, Lan Chun, or Lan Xia.

"Master Hou!"

"Zhao will remind you one more thing."

"The disaster is the imperial decree!"