Jing Jizhang was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he whispered: "Who?"

There was silence for a while under the well, and then a gentle voice came: "I'm Yelu Debin, there is still a place under the well. If the dear friends above want to avoid the disaster, please come down quickly."

Jing Jizhang felt relieved when he heard this.

Yelv Debin was the grandson of the Khitan Yuyue Yelu Wuzhi.

Yelu Wuzhi was respected by the Khitan people, while Yelu Debin became famous in Khitan at a young age and was known for his gentleness, courtesy and frugality. Yelu Debin and Yelu Xiuge became the two Khitan gentlemen.

Jing Jizhang was just about to go down the well, but felt something was wrong. He shouted in Khitan, but the other person answered in Chinese.

Although Khitan and Chinese are both spoken in parallel in Khitan, when Khitan people talk to each other, how can one of them speak Khitan and the other respond in Chinese?

Jing Jizhang thought for a while and threw the dim lantern in his hand into the well.

Under the illumination of the lantern, Jing Jizhang was stunned: there were three people crowded in the well, and there was Yelu Debin, who was clearly Zhao Kuangyi, the favorite of their emperor.

Zhao Kuangyi's palms became sweaty.

He had never thought about advancing and retreating together with Yelu Bishe, but apart from the Khitan, there was no one in the world who could compete with Luo Youdu in the Central Plains, so he could only give out the last glimmer of hope. But with the fall of the Khitan North City,

Zhao Kuangyi knew that there was nothing he could do and planned to escape. However, Yelu Bishe was grateful for Zhao Kuangyi's life-saving grace and when Beicheng fell, he specially sent people to bring him close to the imperial city.

Zhao Kuangyi was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but he had no choice but to become the turtle in the urn.

Zhao Kuangyi was thinking about ways to break the situation while seeking a way out for himself. On the grounds of setting up defenses, he specifically looked at the structural diagram of the Khitan Imperial City and wanted to find a place to hide.

So he discovered the dry well in the pine forest and inspected the environment himself.

Tonight, the Central Plains invaded the imperial city. Zhao Kuangyi knew that the Khitans were gone, so he prepared food and water, took his brother and nephew, and hid in a dry well.

He never expected that someone would actually think of the same thing as him.

Faced with the above questioning, Zhao Kuangyi had no choice. He knew that he had a very bad impression in the hearts of many Khitan people and had even offended many people. If he really reported his name directly, he would most likely be made things difficult for him.

They are undoubtedly the fish on the chopping board.

So Zhao Kuangyi used Yelu Debin's name and wanted to use Yelu Housezhi's influence and Yelu Debin's reputation to overcome this difficulty.

It's not that he doesn't want to use Khitan to deal with it, but even though he has learned Khitan, his strange accent mixed with a Central Plains accent cannot be changed in the short term.

Zhao Kuangyi could only take the risk and respond in Chinese.

I don't want to miss out...

"My dear friend, I don't mean any harm, I just don't want to worry too much."

Zhao Kuangyi was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and the palms of his hands holding the dagger hidden in his sleeves were also covered in sweat.

But there was a trace of hatred in Jing Jizhang's eyes. He was just a small role in the Khitan Palace, and he was bullied by others.

As the saying goes, the world is as dark as crows, and the intrigues among various classes in the Khitan Palace are no less than those in the Central Plains.

Jing Jizhang also had a certain amount of experience in scheming. The dry well was not big and could barely accommodate four people. However, Zhao Kuangyi himself was as fat as a pig, and Zhao Kuangmei was also a true descendant of the Zhao family. He was big and round, so the two of them took up three and a half of them.

There is no place to stay if you go down alone.

If you ask yourself to go down in this situation, you are most likely to be unkind.

At this time, there were sounds of footsteps in the distance. Jing Jizhang had been in the palace for many years. It was not that he didn't know the second hiding place. It was just that his stolen property had been thrown into the well. Now the palace was in chaos. Go out.

Finding other hiding places is also fraught with danger.

After thinking about it, Jing Jizhang suddenly saw an abandoned bluestone brick not far away. His heart suddenly crossed and he said, "I won't squeeze in with you when I go somewhere else."

As he spoke, he pretended to run away, struggled to pick up about fifty kilograms of bluestone bricks, and threw them down towards the wellhead...
Chapter completed!