Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

At this time, Qi Luobai, Qian You and others, whom they had been thinking about, were pretending to be refugees, looking coldly at a group of people who were scrambling for a moldy steamed bread.

When he saw this situation for the first time, Qi Luobai reached out to take out the purse inside his worn-out clothes, but was stopped by Qian You.

"Do you think that if you spend your money, they will be able to get help?"

He was stunned.

No, of course not.

Along the way, they came out of the Rizhao Peak forest and split into several small teams, looking after each other and blending in with passers-by.

After only seven or eight days, they had already reached the vicinity of Lidu. The scouts reported that checkpoints had been set up at the county roads leading into the city, and were covered with portraits of Qi Luobai and Bai Yang. There were so many more patrolling soldiers that they had no choice but to retreat to the mountain village.

The two of them changed their identities along the way. Qian You used makeup skills to the extreme, but still did not dare to be too careless.

Along the way, there were many refugees from Nanqi, and when they reached the vicinity of the imperial city, there were starving people everywhere.

The crown prince, who was once high and mighty, saw for the first time the living scenes of the lower-class people.

When he saw with his own eyes that adults who were as thin as sticks had to eat their own children in order to survive, he almost vomited his heart, liver and lungs.

He screamed in his heart, why? Why? Why can't people live well?

They found out that half a year ago, conscription notices were posted in various places in Nanqi.

All male members of every household aged between fourteen and fifty must serve in the military.

If one wants to get a disability certificate from the government, each person will have to pay ten taels of silver. Of course, this is a policy that has its own countermeasures.

Ordinary people's families relied on male labor. Young and old were conscripted into the army. The remaining women were unable to manage the land and business outside, and soon they could not make ends meet and suffered from hunger and cold.

In addition, the rich and powerful were not subject to conscription restrictions, so facing the young girls and wives who stayed behind in every household, the streets and villages were filled with scenes of kidnapping women every day, and people were even sold at a price like livestock.

Is this still his country?

How could this be?

why is it like this?

At this moment, the group disguised themselves as middle-aged women to avoid being mistaken for men and taken into the army by rich and powerful people to make up the numbers.

Their faces were all painted black and waxy, and they mingled with the refugees, hiding in a dilapidated temple to avoid the rain.

Time and time again, day after day, Qi Luobai was able to pretend to be more natural, but there was still a spark in his heart that could not be suppressed.

Qian You took a bite of the cold, hard biscuit and coughed twice because of choking. Without water, he could only bear it.

"I'm sorry, Qianyou."

His voice was trembling and his eye sockets were bloodshot.

"If you keep saying sorry, I will ignore you. You have truly understood the people's sentiments. When you sit in that position in the future, you will not be unaware of what kind of life your people are living."

Yes! These are the people of Nanqi.

He once thought that if his uncle could sit on the throne well and love his people like his own children, he did not want to fight with him for that position and cause greater chaos.

However, along the way, he saw that the people in the mountainous villages and towns of Nanqi were full of resentment.

The common people were living worse than pigs and dogs, especially the situation where the rich were living in luxury while people were freezing to death on the streets. The inextinguishable fire in his heart was burning fiercely.

They are his people too!

They shouldn't be living like this.

Qian You said that being alive is a wonderful thing.

Since we are here in this world, we should love, experience, feel and appreciate the beauty of life.

Nan Qi shouldn't be the way he is now, like hell on earth.

He was unwilling and he didn't want to.

He would rather sacrifice his own life to fight for a peaceful world for his people, a world where everyone is equal as Qian You described.

Many years later, historical records recorded that the earth-shaking changes in Nanqi were caused by a dilapidated temple.

To be precise, it was caused by the endless fire that burst out from a dilapidated temple.

At nightfall, the refugees in the ruined temple were either leaning, leaning or lying down, with no image at all. A few people quietly got up, and one after another left the ruined temple and disappeared into the dense forest.

"Young Master, in recent days, even peddlers and hawkers have to wash their faces when entering and leaving the gate of Lidu. What do you think we should do?"

Lin Qi said anxiously.

No one else needs to worry, as they have been in and out many times and have even specially trained a few watchdogs.

"They are quite smart."

"It's easy for me. I just need to change back into women's clothes. The key is Luo Bai."

Qian You looked at Qi Luobai, who was in tattered clothes, with a headache.

"I have an idea, see if it's feasible."

Qiao Mu brought two people from Qianmai Palace and had been waiting here a day earlier. He had been thinking about a solution for this matter for a long time.

At noon on the 23rd day of the lunar calendar, the gate of Lidu City creaked open and people entering and leaving lined up to wait for inspection.

"Clean your face!"

"Yes, sir."

Except for children under ten years old who did not need to wash their faces, all men and women took the handkerchief, wiped their faces vigorously, and handed over their identity cards.

There were more than ten people, the color of the handkerchiefs could no longer be seen, and the water in the basin was extremely turbid.

In order to enter and exit smoothly, passers-by had to endure the discomfort, took the handkerchief, and dared not disobey the order.

Three extremely luxurious BMW cars came rolling in, raising clouds of dust that made people cover their faces to avoid them.

Leading the team was Qiao Mu, who was dressed in luxurious and extravagant clothes, with a jade-like face, narrowed peach blossom eyes, and a slight smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Mr. Qiao, you are back from out of town on business."

The soldiers guarding the gate came over eagerly, naturally took the purse handed over by Master Qiao's follower, and shook it with satisfaction.

"We'll change the water and towel for you. Please wait."

Qiao Mu picked up the handkerchief and wiped his face carefully. The soldiers guarding the gate looked apologetic.

This gentleman gave them many tips when they went in and out every day, and he also actively cooperated with their inspections without asking for any conditions, which made them want to show favoritism to him, but they didn't know how to please him.

"Today, the dancers selected from various places by our Qianmai Palace have arrived. There are 20 of them in total. How do you think we should examine them?"

Three luxurious cars opened their curtains in response. Six or seven people sat in each car. All of them were heavily made-up, and all were of different shapes and sizes, each with their own strengths.

When the car curtains opened, each of them cast charming and enthusiastic glances at the officers and soldiers, accompanied by some low laughter.

"Mr. Qiao, what are you going to do?"

The minor official in charge of the city gate was tactful and tried to get close to him. It seemed as if his eyes were inside several cars and he couldn't stop looking.

"Qianmai Palace is preparing for Qianmai Music Hall. His Majesty's birthday will be in two months."

"I understand! I understand! You are really good at doing business. Everyone knows that our emperor likes to enjoy singing and dancing. The Hongxiao Garden in Lidu City is the favorite of His Majesty, especially Hong Niangzi, who is a great figure. Are you going to have a dance battle with Hong Niangzi?"

The young general guarding the city spoke in a flattering manner with a fawning smile on his face.

"How can I beat Lady Hong? I just want to cheer His Majesty up and have a fight to liven things up."

Qiao Mu was still gentle and polite, taking his time and patiently chatting with the gatekeeper.