There is a slum area west of the capital. It has always been a place where the lowest-level people gather to make a living. The houses there are dilapidated, the streets are narrow and crowded, and the ground is full of garbage and smelly. Even Jingzhao Yin is too lazy to manage this area. In order not to be hindered, Jingzhao Yin ordered a wall to be built on the periphery of the slum area to separate the Chinese people's area.

There are basically no dignitaries from the capital in the slums who are willing to come. Even if they step on the ground, they will feel dirty. However, on this day, a small and old carriage entered the slums. This type of carriage is too common on the official roads of the capital, and no one cares about it at all, but it is very attractive to place it in the slums.

The carriage was marching hard along the way, and two drivers kept driving away the refugees who were blocking the road. These homeless refugees lay on the road in a row, and simply regarded the path as their home.

"Sir!" The driver finally couldn't help but speak, "Sir, the small alley in front is too narrow, and the carriage can't get in!" The driver had reached the limit of patience for everything around him, and his tone was disgusted.

"Then I'll walk over."

The person in the car got out of the car and stepped on a pool of sewage with one foot. The originally clean official boots were stained with stains in a moment. Even though he deliberately controlled it, the expression on his face still exposed his indescribable disgust for this environment. The man was wearing a cloak, and the man's back and cloak slightly bulged.

The small alley ahead is really narrow, and it can only barely accommodate a person walking normally. The visitor walked carefully and tried his best to avoid the garbage and debris on the roadside. He walked to a small door. The only door was dilapidated. The original color of the wood was no longer visible, and only the black side could be seen.

The visitor stretched out his finger and pushed the wooden door hard. Before the visitor could wipe off the stains on his fingers, the wooden door had fallen aside. Then everything in the courtyard was exposed in front of him: the weeds on the ground could cover his ankles, and the beams of the only small house in the courtyard had collapsed more than half, and the only wall became a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

The visitor covered his mouth and walked into this dilapidated house. The ruins were really small. Just take a look back and forth and you can see all the scenes. A man was curled up on a pile of broken wooden cushions, at least he could vaguely tell the appearance of the person. Because of the cold, he was trembling. It was because of the trembling that he told the visitor that he was still alive.

Looking at the half-dead pool of mud like a beggar, the person who came cleared his throat and called out, "Commander Zhou? Commander Zhou!"

The sound was loud enough in this ruins. The beggar's body twitched violently and slowly raised his head to look at the visitor. The scattered bun and dirty face made the visitor unable to see the true face of the person at all, but the visitor was sure that he had read it correctly.

"Commander Zhou, you have suffered over the years!"

The visitor wiped away the stains on his face and looked at the visitor blankly for a while. After confirming the identity of the visitor, the beggar immediately got up and knelt on the ground, making a whine in his mouth, and then kept kowtowing.

"Hey, Commander Zhou, there is no need to be such a big gift."

Although the visitor said this, he neither moved forward nor planned to support him. Seeing that the beggar was still approaching him, the visitor took a step back instead.

"Commander Zhou, I'm here to pick you up today. All the injustice and grievances you have suffered in the past two years will not be in vain. The opportunity for you to take revenge is here!"

Hearing this, the beggar raised his head high, widened his turbid eyes, and his body trembled more violently than before, but the visitor could feel that this was not because of fear but because of excitement.

After the visitor, he took a package behind his back and threw it to the beggar.

"There are clothes inside. You can change them first. After changing them, go out with me."

The beggar nodded, and the person came out of the yard and stood outside the door and waited. Soon, a middle-aged man in simple clothes walked out. Although he was still unkempt, he had changed into clean clothes and was not so bad. The person came to the house without saying anything, and walked out of the alley and got into the car, and the beggar also got into the car.

When the master was back, the drivers immediately became excited and raised the whip and planned to turn back. After all, it was too smelly here. They covered their noses and waited outside for a long time. How could they be unhappy when they were about to leave? As for the one who got on the bus, although it was also full of odor, it was much better than this slum.

When the carriage left the slums, the two little beggars pulled the carriage and ran together, while running, stretching out their hands to ask for copper coins. Fortunately, the carriage could not run fast, otherwise these two little kids who were not as tall as the wheels would be crushed under the wheels immediately.

After the carriage drove out of the slums, he deliberately circled around the Chinese area before preparing to leave the city. During the intense war, the capital had already been martial law, and if he wanted to enter and exit the city, he was no longer as casual as before. The carriage had to be investigated when leaving the city.

When the gatekeeper was planning to check the carriage, the people in the carport stretched out one hand, holding a token in his hand. When the soldiers saw the token, they immediately became respectful and released the carriage. After leaving the city, the carriage ran towards the Ping'an Military Camp, and it was even more smooth to enter the barracks, and they didn't even have to show the tokens.

After entering the military camp, the man in the cloak stood aside with tactfulness and gave all the space to the beggar. The beggar looked around at everything in the camp, and the feeling of familiarity hit his heart violently. It has been two years since he left here! I never thought that all the objects here were the same as before.

The beggar's eyes began to have tears in his eyes, and the ups and downs of life's experience made him feel deeply moved. What a familiar place he used to be, but now he was like an outsider. Even if he was a man, only tears could express his inner emotions. It is not an exaggeration to describe the beggar at this time. He cried, and the person standing by the side did not say a word, just watched coldly. When the beggar had almost vented his emotions, he felt that his back was a little sore.

"You founded and trained the Ping An Army. After so many years, no one is more familiar with this army than you. You must have thought that you would have the chance to return here in your lifetime, right?"

The visitor looked at the beggar kneeling on the ground, and suddenly his voice became serious.

"You have eaten enough of the hardships of the past two years. It's time to take back everything that belongs to you! If you are still the iron-blooded man you used to be, don't continue crying here like a woman, showing your courage!"

After being yelled by the visitor, the beggar straightened up, and his eyes followed the visitor's hand and saw the neatly arranged official uniforms stacked on the bed. Although he couldn't see the whole picture clearly, the beggar could see the grade of the official uniform just from the side of some embroidery texts.

"I'll give you a stick of incense to clean up yourself, I'll wait for you outside the door. But then again, if you want to take revenge and have the courage to put on your battle robe again; if you have already been erased and you only want to live in the world for the rest of your life, then get out of here now!"

The visitor's speech was so rough and out of line, so he wanted to see the beggar's reaction. The beggar knelt on the ground and did not move, neither getting up to change his clothes nor turning around to leave the military camp. The visitor smiled slightly, and he turned around and walked out of the camp. He knew that his provocation had taken effect.

The visitor stood in the military camp and looked at the guards patrolling back and forth, and felt mixed feelings. This road was really risky. The visitor closed his eyes and rested for a while. When the time came, he immediately turned around and returned to the tent.

At this time, the beggar was gone. A general stood in the tent with shiny armor and full of heroic spirit. The general turned around, his hair was neat, his face was yellow and his face was not beard-free, his eyebrows were the same as before, except for his snowy temples.

"I am worthy of being Zhou Xunliang, Commander Zhou!"
Chapter completed!