Taking a boat from Jiuyi, it was nine days before the boat arrived at Xingquan Pier.
He wants to go back to Liangzhu.
Although Ji Liyou has not been in contact with his master's family for a long time, as soon as he has the surname Ji, he becomes a bloodline of the Ji family.
He asked the storyteller if he wanted to go to Liangzhu with him. The storyteller just pretended to be asleep and did not answer, so he did not call him. If a person who does not want to wake up can wake him up, besides, since the last time he saw it with his own eyes, He shuddered that the storyteller used such cruel means to achieve his goal. Yan Shuangying was just an ordinary woman, and he didn't care at all about the life or death of an innocent person in order to get Yan Liang's tears.
If he could not save Miss Yan that time, he would not be able to feel at ease for the rest of his life.
This time he didn't go, giving the two of them some time to calm down.
These days, he talks less when he sees him, but it doesn't matter when he sees him.
Before leaving, Tumo hesitated, as if he had something to hide, and finally turned around and returned to the teahouse.
Master Ying caught up with him and stuffed a few more banknotes into his baggage, "When you go to the Imperial City, you can't let others look down on you, right?"
Ji Li smiled sadly, "I have brought enough gold and silver. Even if my master tells me to get out, I will still have a place to live."
Master Ying was the most clever and tactful in his work. Ji Liyou saw that he had something to say, "Master Ying, if you have something to say, just say it directly."
He glanced behind him and saw that the window he was looking at was the storyteller's room.
Ji Li was helpless, "Write it on the palm of my hand."
After hearing this, Master Ying wrote on the palm of his hand, "Cong Jing'er, Haizhan County, Jinlu City."
He put the daggers in his sleeves into Ji Liyou's hands.
Ji Liyou understood what he meant, which was to hand this thing over to Cong Jing'er.
He nodded and said to Master Ying, "Master Ying, please take care of the teahouse for me. I'll be away for half a year...and that one...please be more considerate of me."
Master Ying agreed one by one.
"Those of us who are doing business must have fame and fortune. Both reputation and profit are indispensable. Recently, the teahouse has been unable to make ends meet, so Master Ying should be more considerate."
"Okay, I've written it all down, young shopkeeper, feel free to go."
A few days later, when passing by Jinlu City, Ji Liyou found an inn and stayed overnight.
When the waiter saw guests coming, he hurriedly invited them and took Ji Liyou to choose a room.
After dinner, Ji Liyou asked the waiter, "Is there anyone named Cong in Jinlu City?"
"Hey, sir, although Jinlu City is a small town, it is not small at all. I wonder which land the guest is talking about?"
"Haizhan."
"Haizhan? Tomorrow the young master will start from here, walk east, cross a river, and then cross a mountain, which is Haizhan."
After hearing this, Ji Liyou frowned, it seemed that he had a long way to go.
Had to go to bed early.
When Ji Li got up the next day, his eyes were swollen and sleepy after being exhausted for several days. He fetched water and wiped his face. He had some breakfast and saw that the sun had already risen outside.
The shops on both sides of the inn were all open, and the streets were crowded with pedestrians.
He held his head and rested for a while, unable to eat anything.
After a while, the boy took a bag of tips in his hand and said, "After the young master fell asleep last night, another young master asked me to give it to you this morning after you had breakfast."
"What is it?" Ji Liyou was surprised.
Once opened, there was a letter and a transparent bead inside.
He glanced at it for a few times and held back his smile, "This old man Wen, if you say you won't come, you are really being tough."
He carefully put the letter back into the brocade bag, put it into his clothes and asked, "Where is he?"
"That young man..."
Before he could finish speaking, a tall man walked in, and there was the sound of horses neighing outside the inn.
"Good son."
The man was interrupted by him and did not continue.
Ji Liyou was a little worried when he saw who was coming, "It's you, why are you here?"
Those who wanted to wait didn't see him, but those who didn't want to see him came to see him in advance.
"You haven't said where the young master went last night?" Ji Li asked worriedly.
When the clerk saw that the man next to Ji Liyou had a sword on his waist, and there were old scratches on the scabbard, and there was a cocoon between the man's jaws, he knew that he had some background in the world.
He replied respectfully, "The young master has already left. When he left, he said that if the young master wants to know the origin of this dagger, he can find out by himself. If the young master does not want to put in the extra effort to hand over the thing, he can just throw it away."
When Ji Liyou heard that he was gone, an unknown fire ignited in his heart.
"What are you doing here?" He transferred his anger to this person.
The visitor knelt down and saluted, "It's the old lady who asked me to pick up the young master for a ride."
"Pick me up? I've just left Bolu not long ago, and I haven't even reached Liangzhu yet, and you're here to pick me up? You've been in Jiuyi for several days and followed me all the way, right?"
The man in front of him lowered his head, "Jie Li deserves to die for making the young master displeased. My subordinates are just worried about the danger on the road and want to escort him along the road."
Ji Liyou kept nodding his head, stood up and said, "Yes, yes, yes, it's all your fault."
I don’t know who I am complaining to.
Jie Li was still kneeling on the ground blankly. He didn't dare to get up without Ji Liyou's order.
"Hurry up and leave. I have something to do. We will set off immediately after finishing it."
"yes."
The storyteller in the letter said that this ball sealed the memory of someone, I don’t know who it was.
Cong Jing'er was the second daughter of the Cong family and had a low status. This dagger was extremely luxurious. Ji Liyou recognized it at a glance and recognized that it was the private property of the Meng family of the Liangzhu family. There was also a small Chinese character Meng engraved on one end of the dagger.
He sat in the carriage and dozed off. Someone outside the carriage said, "If you are tired, you can sleep for a while. I will wake you up when you get there."
Ji Liyou said hello through the curtain.
Holding the beads in the brocade bag tightly, he slowly closed his eyes.
Whose memory is this
Snow fell outside the tent, and the wind was biting. I saw a woman walking forward carrying a bowl of wontons. The snow was too slippery, and she accidentally slipped to the ground. The maids behind her did not help her up. , but laughed.
The wontons spilled and soaked the hem of her clothes.
The winter on the grassland is really cold, and the grass blades are covered with thick white frost in the early morning.
The woman stood outside a blue tent, holding the remaining wontons in her hand. Her knuckles were red from the cold, and her ears seemed to have frostbite.
The maid opened a corner of her tent bag and came out to salute. Ji Liyou recognized that this was the etiquette of the Central Plains. People on the grassland saluted the woman in the Central Plains, which meant that this woman was probably a Central Plains woman.
"Princess Hui'an, please come back. Mo Heduo has just come back from discussing matters with his ministers. He hasn't washed up yet, so it's hard to see the princess."
Princess Hui'an? Of course Ji Liyou knew who she was. It is recorded in the history books that she gave King Yongtu Shangda of Donghu, and died in a foreign land after three years of marriage. She was hastily buried under the grassland as fertilizer without even a coffin. It was heard that Princess Hui'an was not in the marriage. However, he resigned and went to marry Yongtu Shangda, hoping to establish a close relationship with Donghu in the Southern Wei Dynasty. Princess Hui'an was originally a very favored princess and the queen's third daughter. Books once said that her appearance resembled that of Princess Derong, who died in infancy. Princess Derong was the direct princess of the Southern Wei Dynasty and the first princess of the royal family of the Southern Wei Dynasty. , His Majesty mourned deeply after his death, until the Queen gave birth to Princess Hui'an.
Perhaps it was precisely because of the similarity between her eyebrows and her sister that His Majesty and the Queen particularly loved her. Later, Princess Hui'an insisted on marrying Dong Hu. Although His Majesty said that the marriage with Dong Hu was a good thing, in fact, he issued an order to the prince, even in the future. She wanted to go back to Southern Wei, but she was not allowed to come back.
Ji Liyou never understood why Princess Hui'an in the history books wanted to marry a barbarian who ate flesh and drank blood on the grassland.
Princess Hui'an waited outside the tent for another hour.
The maid had no choice but to hold an umbrella for her, "Princess, it's better not to embarrass your maid."
These women are all women from the grasslands. They have drank goat's milk since they were young and have grown up riding horses. They are all different from the girls in the Southern Wei Dynasty. They are very tall and strong.
The maid is a head taller than Princess Hui'an.
She didn't speak well in Zhongyuan. She wanted to persuade the princess to go back early, but she was stupid and couldn't say it well.
Suddenly, a woman in the tent let out a coquettish cry.
Even through the tent bag, people can hear clearly.
Princess Hui'an's face became paler and her knuckles clenched tighter, "Yongtu Shangda, I know you are here."
In the tent bag, the man made a mouth gesture to the enchanting woman in the fur coat, telling her to keep quiet.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I made wontons for you. Do you want to come and eat them in my tent?"
He felt very annoyed and put his big hand on the white back of the woman behind him, "I don't eat those Southern Wei foods. If you like to eat them, eat them slowly by yourself."
There was another woman serving him in the tent, how could Princess Hui'an not know about it.
Ji Liyou shook his head, "She is a Southern Wei princess after all, and she is really a coward to be bullied into this."
The woman wiped her tears and said with a smile, "Okay, I will leave some for you. If you want to eat it, just tell me."
She thought that if she compensated herself to him, he would forget the blame, everything that happened in the past would pass, and he would be as happy with her as they were in the Southern Wei Dynasty, just like when they first met.
He obviously said that he would only love her for the rest of his life.
She tried her best to escape from the Southern Wei Dynasty, just so that she could marry him and be with him for a long time.
Princess Hui'an's eyes were red and distressing. The maid wanted to send her back, but Princess Hui'an stopped her and said, "Go take care of Mo Heduo and tell him to drink less."
Hui'an walked a few steps and vomited in the grass. Ji Liyou saw that she had vomited until later, and even vomited blood.
When she returned to her tent, a medical practitioner came to check her pulse. Only then did Ji Liyou know that Princess Hui'an was pregnant.
He thought for a moment. Princess Hui'an had been married to the grassland for three years and had no children left. What happened to this child
Princess Hui'an said, "Mo Heduo doesn't know about this yet, so don't tell him."
"Princess, it's better not to hide this matter."
Princess Hui'an shook her head, "If he knew, I'm afraid he wouldn't let the child be born at all."
After the medical practice left, Princess Hui'an lay alone on the blanket in the tent, staring at the bowl of wontons in trance.
Ji Li worriedly thought, "I'm already vomiting blood. It must be a serious illness. Could it be that Princess Hui'an died from this?"
Princess Hui'an sat up, picked up the tin bowl engraved with goldfish and lotus flowers, ate all the cold wontons in the bowl, and put down the bowl.
His face was filled with tears.
Ji Liyou remembered that the book said that she was only fifteen years old when she got married, and even if she died, she was only eighteen years old.
It is really pitiful for a girl who has left home and has no husband to protect her. She is lonely everywhere in a foreign land.
After she finished eating, she said to herself, "Didn't I promise that you would never fail me in this life?"
Princess Hui'an vomited again in the evening. This time, she vomited not blood, but large mouthfuls of blood.
When the doctor came again, he had to let her drink some medicine to protect her heart and pulse, and said, "According to the princess's current situation, this child should not be kept. Please speak to Mo He and have the child aborted."
Princess Hui'an smiled bitterly, "It doesn't matter to me, I just vomited some blood. I was too angry, so it doesn't matter." She took a breath and continued, "It's nothing. I still remember that I had a big piece cut out of my arm the year before. The flesh has shed a lot of blood, much more than this."
Xingyi was an inconspicuous one among the imperial doctors of the Southern Wei Dynasty. Most of the team following Heqin had been killed by Mo Heduo. Those well-informed imperial doctors also died under the swords of the prairie people.
When he heard the princess jokingly saying this, his heart hurt, "Your Highness, plan more steps for yourself, don't be too stubborn and entangle yourself in it."
Hui'an said, "I want to keep this child. Is there any way to keep him?"
"Your Highness!" He was helpless.
"I know what you want to say. You are afraid that Mo Heduo will treat him badly after I die. No, when I die, Mo Heduo will no longer hate Southern Wei, nor will he hate this child. He is Yongtu Shangda who once loved me. Before he became Moheduo, he was just my Yongtu Shangda, and he would not treat the child badly."
The doctor wanted to persuade her, but was unable to do anything. He said, "There is a way, but this method will damage the mother's body to protect the child's body. If the princess insists on giving birth to this child, she will not have a few years."
"Okay." She said.
Ji Liyou never thought that a woman would be so decisive for the sake of her unborn child.
He was secretly sad, how did his mother give birth to him? Did she leave him because of her own reasons
Ji Li is worried and doesn't know.
The doctor added, "The medicine I gave Your Highness is very powerful, but it may cause abdominal pain, but as long as you endure it, the pregnancy will be stable."
Hui'an said yes, "As long as I can give birth to this child, that's fine. I'm too lonely to live alone. It's okay to have this child, even if it only lasts a few years."
She drank the medicine, but there was no reaction at first. It was almost dawn.
She struggled and rolled from one side of the blanket to the other, her face covered in cold sweat, and she rolled over on the ground, breathing painfully.
Ji Liyou seemed to feel the same severe pain. He gasped for air and felt that the pain in his body was difficult to relieve.
After hurting for half an hour, Princess Hui'an sat up on the blanket with her knees against her chin, looking at the blanket on the ground in a daze. Ji Liyou wondered if she was in so much pain that she was confused.
He heard Princess Hui'an talking to herself again.
Sure enough, he looks like a madman.
From her mouth, Ji Liyou learned something about her and Yongtu Shangda's past.
He was held as a hostage in the Southern Wei Dynasty, and it was through this that he met Princess Hui'an.
Princess Hui'an secretly taught him how to write, so he taught Hui'an how to ride a horse and how to sit firmly on the horse.
It dawned early on the grassland, and not long after Princess Hui'an fell asleep, someone came in.
Ji Liyou was surprised when he saw this man.
Isn't this Tumo
Why is he here
Princess Hui'an gradually became more awake. She slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes.
"Didn't you ask me to come? I'm here and you're pretending again," he said.
"Yongtu Shangda, I'm very tired, can you come over and give me a hug?"
"It's ridiculous. You talk about me in front of outsiders, but you become like this in front of me. You are really interesting."
Princess Hui'an did not contradict him. She lowered her head, as if the pain in her body had not completely disappeared.
"Can you eat more every day? You are as thin as a ghost. Look at the women on the grassland who fall down like you. It's disgusting."
The grievances in Hui'an's heart welled up, and she couldn't tell him. Even the maid knew to tell her to take care of herself when she handed the umbrella to her, but he said these hurtful words.
All the past, the years of getting along with each other in the Southern Wei Dynasty, were now nothing more than dust, and he felt tired when he stretched out his hand to dust them away.
Hui'an couldn't save his heart.
She felt regret and guilt towards him, but the most important thing was her attachment to the past.
(End of chapter)