As a capitulator, or rather a surrenderer, Yingge lived a very comfortable life, fishing for a long time with his salary, unless some irresistible things came to him.

At this time, Yingge was squatting in Li Xiaoxian's small courtyard inside Jinyiwei Zhenfu Division, shivering as a gust of wind blew by.

He really didn't want to come to Jinyiwei Commandery to suppress Fusi, not to mention how scared he looked on the day he defected. After he defected, in order to prove that he was not lying and sincerely changed his ways, he was brought here by a bad person and taught by Li Xiaoxian himself.

Yes, that picture is exceptionally beautiful.

Looking at this yard now, he couldn't help but recall the fear of being dominated by all kinds of strange herbs and insects that day.

hiss

cold

so cold

Chunjun, you are a scammer

Woo woo woo

"Who is that, squatting on the ground, come here?"

After hearing Li Xiaoxian's unique voice that was naughty but cruel and ruthless, Ying Ge immediately straightened up and answered loudly: "Yes"

Carefully, he walked to the front of the building with two steps and turned back. He looked at the veiled guards at the door who could not tell whether they were dead or alive. Ying Ge took a deep breath and cheered himself up in his heart.

Parrot song, come on

You can do it, don't be afraid

The most you can do is take some weird medicine, it's just bugs, you've never experienced any suffering, be brave and not afraid of difficulties.

"Why don't you hurry up, or I'll test the new formula on you."

Hearing the words "new formula", Ying Ge, who was just cheering for himself at the door and didn't dare to step forward, trembled and a very scary expression appeared on his face.

"Grandpa, no, I'm coming right now"

Compared to going in and following orders, taking some ready-made medicines and bugs, or taking a test product, he would definitely choose the former.

When he walked in, he was not taken into a hut filled with experiments on all kinds of strange herbs and poisonous insects as he imagined. Instead, Yingge was left in the hall by Li Xiaoxian, who was slightly surprised.

"Grandpa, what are your orders?"

"There are still a few groups of the little mice you left behind."

Yingge was slightly stunned. The so-called little mice were those who behaved well and rarely committed crimes and were used as bait to trap the bastards hiding in the mud puddles when the organization was liquidated.

Only those at the top level of power knew about these things, such as Jia Xu, the commander of the internal guards who was afraid of him even if he met him, and Guo Jia, who later took over Baiqisi.

It's even said that except for Chunjun, several of his brothers and sisters don't know much about him.

An undercurrent surged overnight

As people who have lived in Chang'an City for many years, they seem to have not noticed all the things in the dark night, but are focused on how to celebrate the New Year.

It's another new year. Under Li Mingda's new projects and new policies, the taxes paid by the people in Chang'an City have been reduced to the freezing point, and there is also some new income. Adding the two together, the income has increased significantly.

In the past, during the New Year, the most people could buy was a one-foot cloth, some meat, and some sake. Nowadays, many hard-working people can eat big chunks of meat and drink wine.

Many people praised Li Mingda for his kindness.

Except for individual

In a remote part of Chang'an City, in a somewhat dilapidated courtyard, three middle-aged men in ordinary clothes and somewhat haggard faces were sitting around a small stove. There was a simple wooden box on the side of the road. The wooden box was not square or square.

It's so big, I don't know what's inside with the lid on.

There was some wood burning in the stove. There was a dark clay pot on the stove. The water in it was being heated by the flames, and occasionally there was a faint gurgling sound.

After several minutes of heating and the water boiled, one of the Chinese characters opened the lid of the clay pot, took out some brown rice from a box next to him, threw it into the pot and started stirring.

As it is heated, the rice and water begin to fuse, and soon it becomes a pot of rice porridge.

The fragrance wafts out

Before it was over, someone took out a piece of dried meat from the wooden box, took out a knife from his pocket, chopped it up and kept it inside.

If Li Mingda were here, he would definitely tell them that the dried meat must be thrown in first, otherwise it will be undercooked and difficult to digest in the stomach.

"Brother, it's not easy to cook dried meat like this."

"Second brother, I know, that's why I do this."

"Why?"

“This way you can fight hunger”

The other men were silent. After all, this answer gave the other two people something else to say. Indeed, undercooked meat is not easy to digest, and your stomach will always feel full after eating it, but this kind of fullness

It's uncomfortably full.

The three fell silent

The man who had been silent for about five minutes said, "Brother, if that doesn't work, I'll do odd jobs. Some shops are busy during the Chinese New Year, and the recruitment conditions are also good."

_(:з　∠)_

The middle-aged man known as Big Brother glanced at the house where he lived. There were a few simple wooden furniture, none of which was painted.

He looked at the two brothers beside him again, lowered his head and replied in a low voice: "No, it's not convenient for us to go out."

Seeing that his attention was denied, the third child looked a little unhappy and stubborn and opened his mouth to say something, but the second child next to him stopped him with his hand. He patted the third child and signaled him not to speak yet, and turned his head.

"Brother, it's not a long-term solution if we continue like this. After all..."

"I know, the organization is almost finished."

"It's already over." The third child couldn't help but interjected: "If we hadn't let that boy Ying Ge run away, maybe..."

"Third brother" the boss scolded in a low voice

The second child whispered to the brothers beside him: "Without Ying Ge's help, the organization will not exist for long if something goes wrong."

well

The three of them lowered their heads

They knew in their hearts that they, who followed an unnamed organization on a cleanup mission, had enjoyed a good life a few years ago. The black market in Chang'an City was also well-known, and they never thought that they didn't know that there was something wrong with the gust of wind.

It didn't take long for him to become a street rat.

At first, they were like rats crossing the street. As long as they didn't take to the streets, it was okay to keep a low profile. However, as time went by, the power of the Tang Dynasty government took control of them, and life became more and more difficult.

There was silence for a while, and apart from the sound of wood burning, the only sound in the room was the gurgling of water in a clay pot.

After a period of cooking, the meat in the clay pot gradually matures, and when combined with the rice, it begins to emit an attractive aroma.

Guru

Guru

Guru

The three of them couldn't help but swallow their saliva. The smell was so fragrant. Because they didn't dare to buy frequently and didn't go out often, they hid at home and only ate one meal a day to save food as much as possible. It wasn't because

They don't have money, but they really don't dare to go out, so they are hiding.

They took out their own bowls and chopsticks from behind, and the boss brought a spoon and shared the food with the three of them.

The three of us ate a simple bowl of minced meat porridge with great enthusiasm, and even licked the sides of the bowl clean. As for the remaining contents inside the clay pot, the second child skillfully added some water and waited for it to heat up before drinking.

If Ying Ge knew the current situation of the three of them, he would definitely smile with his mouth crooked.

night

midnight

In front of three people's homes
Chapter completed!