Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

"...I want to see the Regent, no, the Grand Commander..."

The Duke of Zhenguo was so anxious that his hands and feet were tied tightly. After a while, his forehead was covered with sweat.

puff-

puff...

A series of sneers rang out behind him.

When he was pushed in, the Duke of Zhenguo had no time to take in the surrounding situation. When he turned around, he found that all his main generals were imprisoned here.

"They didn't kill you. As long as you're alive, it's good!" Then he glared and yelled, "You bastards, why don't you untie me!"

The soldiers who were trying to hold back their laughter had never seen the Duke of Zhenguo in such an embarrassed state before. They just couldn't help themselves and after laughing, they hurried over to untie him.

After they calmed down, everyone gathered around and anxiously asked them what they should do next?

Should I continue to stay in this empty wooden fence, or break open this cage and fight my way out desperately.

Generals as strong as bulls walked over in twos and threes, trying to pry open the inconspicuous fence as thin as a willow branch, but they were sad to find that the reality was completely different from what they had imagined.

Even though he was exhausted and sweating profusely, the fence remained motionless, without even the slightest deformation.

Several people sat down on the ground in frustration, feeling extremely depressed.

Someone came over and laughed, "You warriors, are you stupid? Why are you trying to pull at the fence? We just need to open the lock and we can get out, right?"

The few people who had been dejected just now suddenly became energetic, got up quickly, and worked together to try to open the lock, but it was still in vain.

The big lock is neither gold nor silver, neither copper nor iron, and it is impossible to tell what material it is made of, which makes people extremely curious.

One of the soldiers took off the silver hairpin on his head and tried to fiddle with the keyhole, but he could not find a place to start...

There was chaos in the prisoner-of-war camp, and Song Jixiang's conference room was also bustling with activity.

"Girl, what are you going to do with those prisoners of war?" Song Xiaotian finally asked what was on his mind. For both public and private reasons, he didn't want to hurt the old man's life.

He didn't have any deep hatred with the old guy and the soldiers under his command, and their village was short of manpower.

If he could pull all these tens of thousands of people into their village, he would have to make careful plans all over again.

But he knew very well what kind of person Emperor Jingchen was. If the Duke of Zhenguo defected to them, everyone in his mansion in the capital would be killed.

This is also something he doesn't want to see.

Without hiding anything, he expressed all his thoughts and concerns.

The people in this house can be said to be the core of Dashan Village, and have a close relationship with him and Song Jixiang.

Seeing that his granddaughter didn't speak, he continued, "That old guy still has some prestige in the army, but he is still far inferior to your grandfather. Back then..."

Tens of thousands of words are omitted below.

Song Jixiang yawned helplessly and said faintly, "I wonder if older people are particularly fond of nagging!"

This sentence successfully stopped Song Xiaotian from talking too much. He was still young, definitely not the old man that his granddaughter said, so he shut up in time.

Song Jixiang and Xiao Ruyi had already made plans. They didn't take their grandfather's words seriously and said nonchalantly, "It's not difficult. Bring all his family to the wilderness. In this way, the tyrant will lose his powerful bargaining chip, and it will be easier for us to act in the future."

Song Xiaotian opened his mouth, wanting to ask them if there was any way to bring so many people out quietly without alerting the imperial guards in the capital. Thinking about the abilities of these two children, he did not ask any more questions.

Above the wilderness, a helicopter slowly took off and flew towards the capital.

It was late at night and everything was quiet.

The palace was shrouded in deep shadows.

Two ghostly figures leaped between the red walls and green tiles, as if there was no one there.

"Do you know where your father's bedroom is?" Song Jixiang's little face was covered by a black scarf, but his big eyes were still bright and lively.

Instead of moving the Duke of Zhenguo's family, it would be better...

Hehehe, to catch a thief, we must first catch the king. Why not capture that tyrant king back? No, no, no, please take him back. Yes, please!

Invite him to visit their village.

If he has a good attitude, she will treat him with good food and wine;

If someone has a bad attitude, she will just get rid of him in a snap. Is it not possible to replace him with someone else to be the emperor? ! !

Glancing at Xiao Ruyi who was looking around, he nodded with disdain in his heart. Although this man had many shortcomings, he was much better than his father who squeezed the people's money, trusted treacherous people, and sought immortality all day long.

Xiao Ruyi didn't notice her scrutinizing eyes. When she heard her question, she quickly replied, "Of course I know, but the old man is suspicious and has three burrows. He doesn't sleep in a fixed palace every night. I wonder where he will sleep tonight?"

Xiao Ruyi scratched his head with a headache.