Seeing Bai Jinxiu’s indifferent expression, Ren Shijie added another sentence: "A strategist has the integrity of a strategist. Since I have chosen my master, I will never betray my master! A man can be killed but never humiliated! Mrs. Qin insults me like this, it’s better to kill me!"
Ren Shijie indeed did not lie; he acknowledged the Ninth Prince of Yan, Murong Yan, as his master, and he would never betray his master.
"Right now, I won’t kill you," Bai Jinxiu’s bone-chilling gaze fixed on Ren Shijie, "but you must understand, this is an extraordinary time. If you dare to make any move, the Bai family guards won’t hesitate to kill you rather than let you go!"
As Bai Jinxiu’s words fell, the Imperial Hidden Guard who followed Bai Jinxiu in escaping from Dadu City personally tied Ren Shijie firmly with ropes.
"Take a rest for an hour. After an hour, we continue our journey to Yuanping!" Bai Jinxiu deeply looked at Ren Shijie, pointed at him with a horse whip, "Knock him out, to avoid any trouble!"
"Mrs. Qin!"
Ren Shijie had just shouted when he was knocked out by the Imperial Hidden Guard.
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On the first day of May, Bai Qingyan, Liu Hong, and Lin Kangle led their troops swiftly to the outskirts of Chunmu Mountain and Chunmu City.
Bai Qingyan and Liu Hong had already received news that Prime Minister Lu was imprisoned, the Emperor issued a decree to abolish the position of Prime Minister and establish a cabinet, and King Liang had taken over the Imperial Palace, forcing the Emperor to decree that national affairs be handed over to King Liang, and ordered to capture the Crown Prince. Therefore, their marching speed increased, and the soldiers followed them quickly, drenched in sweat.
The scorching sun hung high in the sky.
Fortunately, on the official road, there was shade on the left side with green willows, and the river on the right side rushing rapidly, driving away the heat from the soldiers who were hurrying along.
Riding at the front, Bai Qingyan saw from a distance an elderly woman leading an eight or nine-year-old boy, and a young woman holding a five or six-year-old girl, running desperately forward. The elderly woman had lost her shoe, her foot bloody but dared not stop, as if chased by a tiger.
Seeing the army not far away, the elderly woman suddenly cried out in despair, holding the panting boy beside her, fell to the ground and wailed in grief.
The young woman holding the little girl hesitated for a moment, her expression resolute, grabbing the boy with one hand while holding the girl, looking warily at the rapidly moving army, and without saying a word, charged towards the rushing river.
Bai Qingyan did not know what had happened, but she could see that if the young woman with the children rushed into the river, even if they could swim, they would be swallowed by the rapid current. She hurriedly turned to Yang Wuce and said, "Go stop them!"
Yang Wuce took the order, leading ten cavalrymen to quickly ride towards the young woman running with the girl and boy towards the river.
The elderly woman seeing this, widened her eyes, cried out and rushed towards the cavalry, spreading her arms to stop Yang Wuce. The young woman looked back in panic at the soldiers charging at them, screaming and speeding up towards the river.
Seeing the situation from afar, Lin Kangle couldn’t hold back either and rode over quickly.
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