After the fall of the country, I became the male queen of my rival

"Yujiao said she wanted to report the crime, but the steward of the yamen asked her to hand over her identity token. As soon as Yujiao took out the identity token, she was arrested by the government officials, who said Yujiao's identity was fake!"

Luo Xiaojun frowned, he entrusted someone from the government to help make this token, there is absolutely no fake.

"I want to see Lord Fuya." Luo Xiaojun was beating the drums outside the courtroom.

The gate of the courtroom opened, and Luo Xiaojun quickly ran in with his clothes on, followed by Ah Jiu and Uncle Meng.

Sitting in the high hall was a middle-aged man with a mustache and a blue official robe.

"Who is in the hall?"

"My name is Luo Xiaojun, and I'm Yujiao's friend. There must be some misunderstanding. I hope your lord will find out the truth and let Yujiao out."

Hearing that it was Yujiao's friend, Mr. Fuya pinched his mustache, disapproving.

"Yujiao used a fake identity token. It is reasonable for the officer to arrest him and put him in prison according to the law. You have to release him unless you have evidence to prove that the wooden identity token is real and not fake."

His fingers tapped the table rhythmically, rubbing his thumb and forefinger, suggesting what he should do.

Luo Xiaojun understood in his heart that the dog official was asking him for money in a different way.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he smiled generously.

"It's my negligence, I forgot to hand in the evidence."

He took out the only silver note left on his body from his pocket, stepped forward and offered it with both hands.

"Please take a look, my lord."

Master Fu Ya took it into his arms and waved his hand.

"After investigation by the officer, it was indeed a misunderstanding, and he was released."

Not long after, the jailer escorted Yu Jiao out, Luo Xiaojun led the people out of the gate of the mansion, and boarded the carriage going back.

In the carriage, Yujiao's eyes were red, she had obviously cried.

"sorry."

Luo Xiaojun pressed his shoulder. "I shouldn't be mad at you."

Yu Jiao raised her eyes and met his gaze. "Now, what shall we do."

The remaining silver is gone, and they have no way to buy pig iron, so they can only wait for the arrival of January, when Luo Xiaojun will marry Mo Qi.

……

In the hall of the government office, seeing Luo Xiaojun and the others walking away, one person walked out behind the screen, the master of the government office stood up and nodded and bowed to the man.

"Master, I'm doing pretty well."

Mo Qi sneered. "Don't worry, I will promote you in front of my father and let you be re-elected."

"Thank you, young master, if you need me in the future, just ask."

Mo Qi walked out of the government office and looked towards the direction Luo Xiaojun left.

"Xiao Jun, I have no choice but to bear with you in order to get you. Just wait a month, and I will help you get back the silver and refined iron."

"Soon, you will become my Mo Qi's wife."

……

On the second day, the Laundry Artifact Shop stopped operating due to insufficient iron, and a group of people sat around the iron smelting room. Luo Xiaojun looked at the box full of loess scum.

"These skins are made of iron, and some of them have been cleaned out."

"These are far from enough." The old blacksmith sighed.

"I don't have any money to buy iron anymore. Now I can only do what we can as much as possible. Next..."

Luo Xiaojun didn't say a word, and after a month, he will marry Mo Qi, and the magic laundry shop will no longer belong to him, but to the City Lord's Mansion.

All the people were silent, most of them were born and bred in Licheng, and they almost didn't need to try to prove it, they could conclude that all of this was absolutely inseparable from Moqi.

Mo Qi, who does all kinds of evil, can't do anything, he is not good enough for Luo Xiaojun.

The old blacksmith was the first to refuse.

He stood up, blowing his beard and staring.

"There is still a way, we can't sit still!"

"What can we do? If we don't have money, where can we get iron?" Luo Xiaojun was weak, he didn't want to compromise, but the reality was so cruel that he had to face it.

said the old blacksmith.

"I know there's a way to get free iron."

All eyes were on him for nothing.

"What way?" Luo Xiaojun asked.

"When I opened a blacksmith shop, I met some people who sold incomplete weapons and sold them to me at the price of refined iron. I curiously asked where these iron weapons came from, and asked them to drink a few glasses of wine. They told I was picked up from the battlefield, they call themselves scavengers."

"Scavenger?" Yu Jiao asked. "But go to the battlefield where the war just broke out not long ago, and find weapons from the pile of dead people!"

"Yes, there is such an opportunity in front of us right now."

The old blacksmith squinted his eyes and pointed in the direction of the north gate.

"An unprecedented battle is taking place over there. Hundreds of thousands or even millions of troops are being deployed, and an unknown number of people die every day. Most of the weapons in their hands have not been taken away together with the corpses."

"Of course, this move is very risky. If you are lucky, you can get a lot of ironware from there. If you are unlucky and they find it, you will only have a dead end."

Luo Xiaojun stood up, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

"I go."

Yujiao was the first to stand up. "I will go with you."

The old blacksmith raised his hammer. "You can't go without me leading the way, so count me in."

"And I."

"I."

"I'm going too."

A few young people stepped forward, including Luo Xiaojun and the others, there were ten of them in total, and the rest had family concerns. Luo Xiaojun didn't force them, just let them wait for their return.

Scavengers cannot go during the day, but at night when it is dark and there are few people.

It was already very dark when they reached the border of Beimen Pass. The old blacksmith asked everyone to put on white cloaks and white clothes, so that even if they were found lying on the snow, it would not be easy to be found at night.

Seeing the old blacksmith Men Qing's appearance, Yu San joked.

"Old blacksmith, you used to do this job, right?"

Apparently the scavenger in his story is himself.

"Life was hard in the past, but I worked for a while to support my family. As long as you are careful, nothing will happen."

The old blacksmith said as he walked, it made everyone feel a lot easier.

After walking for a short time, he stopped and pointed to the mountain not far away.

"Crossing this slope is the border of the Beiliang Kingdom, and beyond that is the Beimen Pass. Be careful when you get there."

After speaking, he took the lead and walked forward. Luo Xiaojun looked at the mountain, and finally stepped into the border of Beiliang Kingdom.

Following the footsteps of the old blacksmith in the snow, it was not difficult to have this living map. In the middle of the night, they arrived at the North Gate.

Most of the wreckage left over from the war was covered with ice and snow. Under the moonlight, at a glance, there were spears, swords and densely packed arrows stuck obliquely in the snow.

From the traces of these arrows, we can see how fierce the battle was.

"What are you doing in a daze, pull it out quickly!" the old blacksmith urged.

Luo Xiaojun came back to his senses, walked over and tripped over something, struggled to stand up, and all he could see was a dead face that was blue from the cold.

He took a step back in fright, and looked around again only to realize that where there was snow under the weapons, they were clearly people.

Luo Xiaojun calmed down and stood up, enduring the trembling of his arms and pulling out the sword.

Not long after, the weapons in the snow cart they dragged had piled up into mountains.

The old blacksmith looked at the sky, "It will be dawn soon, we won't be able to leave if the patrol soldiers come out, let's go."

……

In the tent of the Northern Liang Kingdom, the generals sat around the bonfire, waiting for the man to issue orders.

When Chu Hengyi came back, they finally had a backbone. The last time their plan was known to Yu State, Chu Hengyi expected that there was a mole among them, so the most urgent task was not to fight, but to find out the mole.

Chu Hengyi scanned all the people in the military tent, and finally locked his eyes on a soldier who was dodging his eyes.

"Which battalion are you from?"

The soldier plopped to his knees. "The small thing is... the military aircraft battalion is in charge, responsible for inquiring about intelligence."

"Since we are in charge of inquiring about information, why didn't we find out that there was an ambush in the State of Yu in advance, but instead, the State of Yu discovered our plan?"

He was sweating profusely, gritted his teeth and rushed out of the tent when he was in a panic.

Before reaching the gate of the tent, there was a chirping sound, and a knife was wiped on the neck.

"Thoroughly investigate the camp, arrest all suspicious persons, and strictly interrogate them."

"Yes!"

Rong Yao led soldiers and horses into the barracks to check tent by tent, and finally found more than [-] suspicious people in the army, and shot and killed more than a dozen people who tried to escape

"It's just that I underestimated them."

Based on his understanding of Emperor Yu, he definitely did not have such a plan, and there must be other people behind him who made plans for him.

He will definitely find this person out!

"Continue to investigate, I will go to the North Gate to have a look." After speaking, he jumped and disappeared into the barracks.

Not long after, he stood on the battlefield in the Beimenguan depression.

Scanning around, the traces left by the arrows can determine the area where the emperor was hiding at that time. It is obvious that this was premeditated, and this formation and trap seem familiar.

Something like this happened in one of the battlefields he seems to have been through, he really thought.

His gaze inadvertently fell on a few walking black spots in the distance.

What is it?

He jumped down and stood on the top of the tree, squinting his eyes to examine carefully.

The moonlight was dim, and a few people could be vaguely seen walking in the snow dragging a snowmobile.

"It turned out to be scavengers, some down-and-outs who rely on cleaning the battlefield to pick up waste."

He turned around and planned to look elsewhere, when he accidentally saw a petite figure among them, it was...

Among the scavengers in the group of ten, one person looks so familiar.

He was wearing thick cotton clothes, a white cloak, and a veil on his cheeks, and it was very difficult for him to walk because of the heavy snow.

His eyes flickered, he jumped onto another tree and continued to follow him.

l Luo Xiaojun walked in the snow with difficulty, several times he almost fell down the hillside, several times he almost fell into the snow nest, several times he was so tired that he collapsed in the snow but he persisted.

"These irons are enough."

Luo Xiaojun was so tired that he didn't feel strenuous when he came, but it was really physical work to go back with these weapons.

The old blacksmith sat on the ground and wiped his sweat.

"It's enough to have three or five. Let's transport him back to the car and come back tomorrow."

Luo Xiaojun nodded, and dragged the snowmobile together with the others, walking forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.