At this time, an urgent secret report sent from Qianren City arrived in Kyoto.

"A large number of refugees went to Qianren City, and there was Wei Zifu inside. The leader named Jiang Lin. This man sounded a little familiar." Emperor Wei looked at the prince and said.

Crown Prince Wei Ma naturally remembered this name. His confidant, Minister of Revenue You Jian, was dragged down by him. Wei Ma now hated Jiang Lin to the core.

He lost the secret prostitutes and had several gambling halls, which almost cut off the prince's source of income and also had the means to recruit ministers in the court.

The boss behind Huichun Tower and Tianxiang Tower is the prince in name, but in fact, it is controlled by Wei Emperor Wei Feng, and he cannot be involved.

When the prince heard this, he had a plan and stood up and said, "This person is the constable under the prefect of Kyoto. Some time ago, he personally captured the Minister of Revenue You Jian and his son You Yu."

After the prince reminded me, Emperor Wei remembered that what is important now is how to resettle the group of refugees. He urgently reported that there were more than 10,000 refugees, and a large number of refugees were rushing here.

The prince said again: "It is now a critical moment to attack the Northern Wei Dynasty. Most of the refugees are the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the son-fu, who served as the Northern Wei Dynasty's Grand Tutor Wei Zifu. If there is any fraud, the fall of Qianren City will directly cut off the retreat of the Northern Expedition Army. You must be careful."

Emperor Wei nodded in agreement. The prince was happy to see this and took advantage of the situation and said, "It is better to do it and kill all these refugees. There are 20,000 soldiers left in Qianren City, which is completely enough."

The prince's expression was cruel and made a beheading gesture.

"The prince's words were heard by those ministers, but they were criticized again." The voice of the third prince Wei Jing came from outside the door.

When the prince saw Wei Jing coming, his face flashed for a moment, but he soon returned to normal. He thought in his heart that the third brother was well informed.

Emperor Wei was also surprised by the arrival of the third prince. On weekdays, this youngest son was casual by nature and did not like the court. Why did he come here at this time?

Emperor Wei continued to ask, "Jing'er, how should you deal with it?"

The third prince Wei Jing bowed to his father and stood up and replied, "The child doesn't know how to deal with it, but it is absolutely necessary to kill tens of thousands of people. If he wants to kill refugees, even if he takes over the Northern Wei Dynasty, he will lose the people's hearts and the Northern Expedition will lose its meaning."

Emperor Wei nodded in agreement, then held back the two of them and decided to make a decision in the court.

The two left, and the black robe in Shangshu's room appeared again.

"The prince's proposal is very good. If they kill them all, they will not have any worries. Mercy will not bring about the great hegemony of a thousand years. One general will achieve success and thousands of bones will be undone."

As the sun sets, the black robe's voice is hoarse, and the entire Shangshu room becomes darker.

"What I want is the eternal country of Southern Wei, not the empty city." Emperor Wei insisted on the railway.

In the prince’s mansion, there is a wine pond and a meat forest.

A black robe appeared at the door, and I wonder if it was the same person as the one who appeared in the palace.

The prince saw the black robe, pushed the four beauties in his arms away, and came to the yard.

"Why are you here? Didn't you say not to come to me on your own initiative?" The prince looked around and looked panicked.

Hei Pao didn't care, so he stepped forward and approached the prince a few steps and said, "Don't you want to regain the initiative in front of your father? The third prince and the second prince are all thinking about your position. Now the Minister of Revenue You Jian has also been beheaded. Who else can you rely on besides me?"

The prince roared in a low voice: "It's not a good thing you did. If your subordinates don't provoke Chang Lin, how could Youjian fall? He also seized my main source of income. What will I rely on to provide military pay for my father in the future?"

"Don't be excited. A real man should be punished and will suffer. Your father sees You Jian's affairs, and he has long been unable to keep them. What you have to do now is to deal with the refugees in Qianren City." Hei Rou said.

When the prince heard the refugees, he remembered the afternoon conversation. He must surpass other princes this time and get the attention of his father again.

"How should I do it?" the prince asked hurriedly.

The black robe approached the prince's ear and whispered in a low voice.

Under the moonlight, the courtyard is slightly cold and the blue smoke enters the evening.

Today is cold food.

On Qianrencheng Street, Jiang Lin thought about the conversation just now. Ye Gucheng was now restrained by the Emperor of Wei. Jiang Lin had to get rid of Ye Gucheng and contact the aristocratic families near Qianrencheng, hoping that they could make a move, although the hope was slim.

Another way is to find an antidote to detoxify Ye Qingxuan. Ye Gucheng can regain power without any worries.

Looking at Apiao beside him, Jiang Lin remembered that there was a demon god beside him, and he must know how to cure the poison of destiny.

"Apiao, have you heard of a poison called destiny?" Jiang Lin asked.

"Of course I know, but in our demon clan, this is not a poison, but a great replenishment thing. It is like the master's beauty bones, all of which are fragrant." Apiao said.

"Then do you know how to cure this poison when a person is infected?"

Apiao stopped, as if he was thinking very hard: "I think I have heard of it and seen it, but I can't remember it."

Jiang Lin knew that this must be a memory about him again. After being together for so long, Jiang Lin already knew that Apiao still remembered most of the things. As long as he mentioned himself, Apiao was like a short circuit.

Should I use my beauty bones as the antidote? Jiang Lin couldn't help but have a cold war. That's not bad. If he can dig out his bones, he is probably the most talented man in the world.

If he did not stay in the city, Jiang Lin was afraid that he would not go back all night, and Wei Zifu would not be able to control the refugees, causing the **.

Fortunately, when we went back, everyone was still waiting patiently. When we saw Jiang Lin coming back, everyone gathered around.

Jiang Lin looked at Wei Zifu beside the fire, and Wei Zifu understood it and persuaded everyone to leave.

When I came to the fire, there were not only Wei Zifu, but also others.

Wei Zifu explained: "You can rest assured that these people are all reliable people. I asked them to manage these refugees and divide them into groups by people from the same or similar places. Everyone knows each other and does not easily lead to conflicts."

Jiang Lin nodded in agreement and added: "You must also pay attention to hygiene and fix a toilet place. Otherwise, after a few days, you will not be able to stay here and may cause illness."

When he came, Jianglin smelled the strange smell coming from the wind, and it must be that people radiated everywhere.

In this case, tens of thousands of people live in places where they still need to pay attention to hygiene. There is no developed medical skills and no priest magic here. The weather is warm in spring, bacteria grow, and it will be over if you get an infectious disease.

Later, Jiang Lin explained the situation of today's negotiations, and the situation is not optimistic.

The aristocratic families may not help. By then, all the food brought by the refugees themselves will definitely be **.

Secondly, Ye Gucheng is restrained, and Qianren City is likely to be unable to provide help.

Hope is slim, Jiang Lin has done his best to the rest of it all depends on luck.
Chapter completed!