The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

When the Yan family's father and daughter mentioned the trophies, one was more excited than the other.

If the situation hadn't been really wrong, I would have had the urge to drag them all back to the village immediately.

"Boy, the straw man is tied up. Can you see if it's correct?"

Da Lang of the Hu family held the headless upper body, Wang Dalong and Wang Dahu each held a leg, and Da Tie held the pole and hemp rope.

According to the waiter's request, the straw man was pierced in a split style.

Separate top and bottom.

Yan Yu was so busy that she came closer to take a look, and praised without hesitation: "It's very good, very good, the prick is really strong. If a real person loses his head, it will be almost this head." She measured it with her hands and gestured, "I also asked you to prepare the piece of pork. ?”

"Here it is!" Hu Erlang opened the basket in his hand, which contained pork bent into a circle.

"Not bad, not bad. When I put on my clothes, I stuffed the pork neck into the collar, and suddenly I took a quick look. Wow! A headless corpse!"

"Come on, take off your clothes!" Yan Yu raised her hand, with a hint of excitement in her voice.

Yan Laoer only saw these boys, and they followed his daughter up the tower like monkeys.

…

Yan Yu led people to the place where Substitute No. 1 was detained.

An order was given: "Peak!"

The big iron guys put down their things and greeted people like wolves and tigers.

This one pulls his belt, that one pulls his pants...

Substitute No. 1 struggled fiercely, but he was injured. How could he break free from these powerful half-grown men? His mouth was blocked again, leaving only angry and humiliating whines.

Yan Yucai didn't want to look at her, she had serious things to do.

Throwing the pork brought by her Erlang brother directly into the pig blood bucket to soak.

She went back to where Prince Qi was being held.

Take the hood off his head.

Shi Kezhen squinted his eyes slightly to adapt to the sudden light, and his eyes met a round-faced boy.

He looked at it calmly.

He had seen this child before, standing next to the King of England, holding a stick, with a vague intention of protecting him.

Yan Yu's tone was sincere and her expression was solemn.

"Did you hear that? The prince is torturing that man!"

Shi Kezhen asked and listened carefully, and only heard the two armies facing each other outside, each shouting.

Yan Yu patted his head in annoyance: "Forgot, that person has his mouth blocked and can only whine. You are far away and can't hear it."

She innocently raised her chin and asked him, "Are you scared?"

Shi Kezhen smiled.

"Aren't you afraid?" She seemed unwilling to hear such an answer, so she bared her teeth fiercely and said, "You will know you are afraid after a while. The prince said that it is enough for the three of you to live. There is no use in pretending."

When Shi Kezhen became more and more calm, he knew that the King of England would not kill him.

Wait, three?

Could it be...

Shi Yunyan has come back?

"The one who was beaten by the prince must be a fake. You and the one you just brought back are also fake. I thought you were real at first, but those uncles said that you are a loyal servant, not the prince, so you are also fake. , I’m going to be beheaded later, hehe, are you afraid this time?”

Shi Kezhen's pupils narrowed.

My mind is full of thoughts in an instant.

Why does this kid say this?

Obviously, he had already confirmed his identity through previous conversations with the King of England.

Could it be that the scholar named Ye assumed his identity in order to survive? ! ! !

"Xiao Er, Xiao Er!"

There were shouts from outside.

The child in front of Shi Kezhen hurriedly put the hood back on him, only to hear light footsteps running away.

…

Xizhou Yifang asked to meet their prince.

The King of England ordered Shi Kezhen and Substitute No. 1 to be brought up.

Take off the mask and keep the mouth closed, allowing them to see clearly from the front and side.

Shi Kezhen didn't see the man named Ye and felt panicked.

Why is the person named Ye not here?

But when he saw the leader of the Xizhou Army under the city, he calmed down again.

It's Ding Jiao.

They grew up together.

Ding Jiao would never mistake him for him.

"Give me another half day, if you don't retreat..." The King of England made a gesture, and the swordsman immediately pushed Stand No. 1 down. There was only a powerful spitting sound of wine, and a round spherical object flew over the city wall. "The next head will be that of your heir apparent."

Shi Kezhen turned his head sharply and saw blood splattered on the city wall, flying a dazzling red streak.

The bloody headless man fell to the ground.

There were neat cuts on the neck, and blood slowly seeped out from the flesh and bones.

He just took one look and was shocked.

A fear of death grew from the bottom of his heart, spread, and spread throughout his body. No matter how he suppressed it, his body still trembled uncontrollably.

The knife and axe's men dragged the corpse in one go.

It's so neat and tidy.

A long, shallow trail of blood was left behind.

Just... dead?

He was definitely his substitute, but he thought it was useless, so he just killed him?

This man was found and trained by his father since he was a child. He has been a master and servant for many years and is loyal.

But the man surnamed Ye was only temporarily found. During the boat trip after leaving the capital, in order to quickly adapt to his status as the crown prince of Prince Qi, he not only taught him many daily habits, but also allowed him to spend many days with the youngest son of the crown prince's concubine...

If he insists on being the Crown Prince of Qi, who here in Guanzhou can tell the difference?

Only a native of Xizhou, yes, Ding Jiao, can prove that he is him.

To avoid being hastily and mistakenly killed by these Guanzhou barbarians! ! !

Thinking of this, Shi Kezhen struggled, making a whining sound, and squeezed towards the city wall, looking at Ding Jiao through the battlements.

…

Ding Jiao had no time to look at the city wall at this time.

Although he knew that the King of England killed a substitute, he was always cautious and wanted to see it with his own eyes.

Unfortunately, Guanzhou didn't give him a chance at all.

The head fell off and rolled around on the ground twice before being picked up.

The people on horseback in Xizhou could not outrun them. Who knows, they are the defenders of the city. They are close to each other and naturally have this kind of geographical advantage.

The soldiers on both sides still quarreled a bit.

While yelling and scolding: "Damn it, you killed this person, and the body should be returned to us!"

The other side replied confidently: "Why don't you pick the heads and go back to assemble the whole body? Otherwise, you have the head and we have the body here, and we bury them separately, what's the point?"

"This is the head of a rebel traitor. If you hand it in, you will receive credit. Otherwise, you think we like picking it up!"

"Come on, come closer and you can all count."

Several Xizhou cavalrymen beat their horses hard and returned.

Not to mention the little fights here.

Ding Jiao drove his horse forward and shouted in front of the battle: "King of England, it is true that there are similar people around the prince, but how can I confirm that you are not fooling around and taking advantage of the chaos to kill the prince and replace him with him!"

Yan Huaiwen looked at the King of England with a little smile in his eyes.

The King of England also wanted to laugh, but held it back.

At this critical moment, you must control yourself.

He said coldly: "My nephew, how could I admit my mistake?"

"Come here, take the Prince Qi with you."

Shi Kezhen was carried over and stood on a temporary high platform so that the people below could see more clearly.

Someone removed the gag from his mouth.

Shi Kezhen shouted: "Ding Jiao... cough cough cough... cough cough..."

When Leng Buding opened his mouth to speak, he felt anxious and choked up immediately.

This sound!

Ding Jiao got off his horse and couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

"Your Majesty!"

My son has to write a material for school. Good guy, he is more serious than his own writing. Sometimes I wish I could go to school instead of my son. Really, Zhai Zhai must be super serious. He does everything neatly and never bothers my mother. ~

But I can only think about it. I still have to ask him to go to school well, listen carefully, and try his best to do well in the exam. Hey, oh, oh, darling, let’s get a few more points in the exam. The humble mother dare not ask for more~o(╥﹏╥) o~