A group of Imperial Guards was taken down to the field by Xing Bing; Wei Zheng was full of reluctance, yet with two Northern Yong Army attendants by his side and Pei Jue's gaze on his back, he dared not refuse his fate.
Working in the fields was better than being killed by Pei Jue.
That's what the group of Imperial Guards thought as well.
Some had farming tools, one as good as two.
Those without farming tools pulled weeds with their bare hands, working hard nonetheless.
Ao Zheng watched this scene, unsure what to say for the moment.
But Ao Qi, looking at the Censorate Chancellor who had nothing to say, was displeased with his eyebrows and eyes, having many words he wanted to speak.
Until today, the brothers in the camp did not know that Ao Qi was the son of the head of the Censorate and that his real name was Ao Qi.
Now that his background was exposed, even if he earned military merit later on, there would probably be those who said it was due to nepotism.
