This was the first rain in late spring, coating the northern sky with a dull gray.
On the path leading to Elong Town, three fast horses came quickly.
The person at the front, because the horse was going too fast, had his vest soaked with sweat. The weather had turned cold after a night, and the sweat stuck to his back, showing a chill that penetrated his bones.
However, my heart was hot, with a blazing flame.
Seeing that the military camp was approaching, he looked in the direction from a distance, suddenly changed his attention and reined in his horse.
Behind him were two capable followers. One of them was named Ma Su and the other was Liu Wu. They were once "Han'ers" in the Liaodong region, but later they couldn't help but fled from poverty and became pirates overseas.
The two had experience in doing business as hawkers in the local area, and they also knew the Jurchen language.
Ma Su immediately said: "Your Majesty, are you not going to Elong Town?"
King Qin shook his head: "I'm not going! Go to the Kingdom of Jin immediately."
Liu Wu reminded: "Further ahead is Yanjing, the original capital of the Liao Kingdom. Now it belongs to the Jin Kingdom. It is one of the most important cities in the Jin Kingdom. Many generals have their official residences here. There is still some distance to go to Beijing. We are going to Yanjing. Beijing or Shangjing?”
King Qin didn't know the difference between the two, let alone whether Hua Rong and his party were in Yanjing or Shangjing. After thinking about it, he suddenly asked: "Does Jin Wushu, the fourth prince of the Jin Kingdom, have a residence here?"
"Yes. After the capture of Yanjing, several princes of the Old Wolf Lord all had palaces in Yanjing."
King Qin immediately said: "Go to Yanjing first, and then go to Shangjing."
"yes."
Under the night, King Qin drew out his broadsword, the blade shone with a cold light. He tried to make gestures, but he didn't know whether he wanted to chop off Yue Pengju's head or Jin Wushu's head.
"Damn it, this bastard Yue Pengju actually allowed the girl to go to a barbaric land like the Kingdom of Jin. Isn't this like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth?"
Liu Wu whispered: "Didn't Eunuch Kang reveal that Yue Pengju has crossed the border?"
"What's the use of that? The girl is really in danger, how can he make it in time?"
He wiped the blade of the knife, wishing he could just chop it on Yue Pengju. Girl, damn girl, what's the use of marrying a man like this
After seeing her get married, almost all of his resentment was vented on Yue Pengju. At that moment, he had already concluded that it was all Yue Pengju's fault!
It was he who confused her and deceived her.
Girl, I was deceived by his sweet words.
Because I have such thoughts, my mind is even more fanatical:
Unless Yue Pengju dies, he will never be able to cut off her thoughts.
As long as Yue Pengju dies, the huge problem will be solved immediately.
But how could Yue Pengju die
His eyes glowed like leopards in the increasingly dark night, and a brilliant plan that killed two birds with one stone was formed in his mind. He clenched his fists, and his face gradually revealed a light of excitement.
Not being able to kill Jin Wushu at sea is the first regret!
Letting go of Yue Pengju is the second regret!
In this case, let's just solve it once and for all. These two people are not good people anyway.
He tightened his clothes tightly, pinched the horse's legs in the cold wind, and then patted the horse and headed for Yanjing.
The rain last night made the dilapidated walls of the post house damp and green.
Hua Rong slipped out of the darkness quietly. The place was surprisingly clean and almost no sound could be heard.
The expected panic hit us, and as expected, Yu Wenxuzhong and the others never came back.
They must all be detained by Zong Han.
Yesterday, Shang vowed to promise peace talks, but now he immediately turned his back. She immediately realized that everyone in the Jin Kingdom was planning a larger-scale attack on the Song Dynasty
However, peace talks are not important, what is important is the Queen Mother. As long as the Queen Mother leaves, with Zhao Deji's ruthlessness, he will definitely not worry about other Song prisoners, and a fight to the death is definitely not impossible.
She was cautious. At this time, she had changed her disguise. She was neither the jaundiced patient nor the heroic woman riding a horse and shooting arrows yesterday. She had changed into a tight-fitting Hu suit, with a mustache on her lips, and she still wore a big hat. He wears a hat and has his hair tied up, making him look like a down-and-out Jurchen and a poor man.
She took a few steps forward and coughed. Zhang Xian and Liu Qi stopped in the dark. They were both tall and not proficient in Jurchen language. They could not disguise themselves well and did not dare to speak in crowded places.
Hua Rong walked slowly to the door of the shop. It was still early and there were no people around.
She coughed slowly again and whistled.
There was no movement around, so she whistled twice more, and as she was looking towards the door of the shop, she saw a Jurchen man running towards the wall, rubbing his eyes, it was Zhahe.
Zhahe didn't recognize Hua Rong, but he recognized the kind of whistle she blew. He rubbed his hands in great joy: "Brother..." Suddenly he was surprised, "Brother, why are you like this? "
She whispered: "Because someone wants to kill me."
He was greatly surprised and said angrily: "Who wants to kill you? I'll help you kill him first!"
In his consciousness, the woman with flying black hair at the Willow Shooting Festival yesterday still lingered. Such a woman walked into the world like a fairy tale, as close as a legend.
Who would kill such a person
Hua Rong smiled slightly: "From now on, if anyone asks you, you will say you don't know me, and don't reveal my identity, okay?"
He nodded desperately: "Don't say it! I swear, I will never say it. If you tell me not to say it, I won't say it..."
Hua Rong smiled and whispered: "Where is there a secluded place? Let's go drink?"
He looked around cautiously, immediately pulled Hua Rong and left.
This is a small casino in the city of Yanjing. There are all kinds of people inside, including Jurchens, Khitans, Haners, traders and pawns from all over the country. It is both a hotel and a teahouse, and it is also a place for cockfighting and horse racing. Here, even if you are a gangster, you will not Someone takes a second look at you.
Only low-class people like Zhahe can find such a good place.
Hua Rong was very satisfied.
Sitting down in a greasy little booth separated by wooden boards, Zhahe called the waiter several times, but no one answered him, so he went to the stove and put a pot of warm wine in front of him.
The wine was kumiss from outside the Great Wall, and it was home-brewed. The taste was very light and rough, almost like a sweet glutinous rice soup that had been cooked. Hua Rong picked up a large bowl, followed the Romans, and took a sip. In the cold of the North, There is a same warmth inside.
Zhahe was so excited that he couldn't sit still, and he didn't know why. Ever since he found out she was a woman yesterday, he found her on horseback, like the seven-color lotus in the Kingdom of Jin, bending the bow and shooting arrows, like the fairy on the White Mountain in the legend. Life. For the first time, he actually didn't fall asleep at night, eagerly and excitedly waiting for her to come to him.
If my little brother said he came to me, he would definitely come.
He squatted in the corner of the post house. There was no one around in the middle of the night, so he went back to the shop and took a nap. Sure enough, she came.
Hua Rong took out a piece of silver and said, "Zhahe, do you want to get married?"
He nodded, very happily.
Hua Rong smiled and said, "In that case, how about you go and redeem Queen Xing as your wife?"
Although it is humiliating to marry a golden man, it is always better to escape from the inhuman prison of the laundry first.
Zhahe could only nod his head. At this time, no matter what she said or what she asked him to do, he would agree.
Hua Rong pushed the money to him: "I will also buy you a small house..."
He suddenly pushed the money back: "Brother, I will do anything for you, but I don't want the money..."
Hua Rong was startled. How could he redeem Princess Xing without money
She had already learned from him that as long as the Jurchen soldiers took a fancy to them, they could redeem them at an extremely cheap price, regardless of whether they were princesses or princesses, as long as the generals of the Jin Kingdom did not want them.
Zhahe stood up excitedly. He had been very excited this morning and stared straight into her bright eyes - even if he was disguised, his eyes remained the same.
Hua Rong reminded him: "Zhahe, you need money to marry Queen Xing..."
"Ah? That's right." He collected the money, put it in his arms, and said excitedly, "Brother, I'm going to help you marry Queen Xing back..."
Hua Rong laughed. He was the one marrying her, not herself!
However, at this time, she didn't care about his poor speech. Even though she was in a place like this, she didn't dare to stay too long. She stood up and said, "Zhahe, I'll come see you again in the evening..."
"Okay, okay..."
At the door of the post house, a group of Song envoys kept looking around in panic. Yu Wenxuzhong and the others did not return. They immediately realized that the day when they would be imprisoned was coming soon.
Su Wu Shepherd!
Who wants to work as a shepherd Su Wu in a bitter cold place
In the panic, they only heard the sound of horse hoofbeats. When everyone walked to the door, they saw a pair of Jurchen soldiers coming on horseback. The leader was Pei Yong, a Han official in the eldest prince's tent.
Pei Yong stared at the group of envoys, searching the crowd for a long time, and then said arrogantly: "The eldest prince invited Mrs. Yue from the envoys to a banquet..."
A deputy envoy boldly said: "Mrs. Yue is not here..."
"Where did she go?"
"We don't know either."
Pei Yong sneered: "You'd better hand her over today, otherwise..."
No one dared to answer, knowing that Hua Rong had offended Zong Han yesterday, and if he really showed up, he would never return.
At this time, all the important figures in the mission had been detained, and the remaining people were of no importance. Pei Yong raised his whip and said: "You are not allowed to leave this place even an inch..." and then walked away.
When I came out with Zhahe, the streets and alleys were already bustling with people. Most of the guests came from the Willow Shooting Festival to eat, drink and have fun for a while, and there were also polo performances.
One behind the other were Zhang Xian and Liu Qi. The code was agreed upon. Hua Rong didn't even look back. He only heard Zhang Xian whisper: "We have already gone around the post house to inquire about it. Master Yuwen and his entourage were all spotted." The prince detained..."
As far as Hua Rong could see, he saw that the posthouse was surrounded by plainclothes Jurchens, who must have been sent by Zong Han to arrest him. Yesterday at the Sheliu Festival, there were words from Jin Wushu and Zong Wang. He didn't dare to arrest him blatantly, but since he dared to detain Yu Wenxuzhong, he wouldn't be polite to him.
Even though he had put on a disguise, he still felt uneasy, so he quickly blended into the crowd and headed out of the city.
She looked around and saw no one around, so she sped up and headed towards the tent house in front of her.
Because of the Willow Shooting Festival, everyone around had gone to watch the fun, and the surroundings were empty. A spring rain suddenly added a layer of green to the vast land, with light grass and green trees, and the whole place showed a real vitality of spring.
Hua Rong still didn't dare to go out openly. Webster was one of the important captives, and the Jin people must have some degree of supervision over her. She looked around, but she couldn't be seen, and she didn't dare to visit the hut. After thinking about it, Suddenly I picked a leaf from the tree and played the song "Die Lian Hua".
Before she came, Zhao Deji had made simple explanations, such as what the Queen Mother liked and what she was taboo about. Although Webster was not good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting, he could play simple songs, and his best one was "Die Lian Hua".
She whined for a while, and after a while, she saw the door of the half-tent, half-mud room open, and Webster came out and stood at the door, looking around in panic.
After looking at her for several times, she slowly walked over with a big belly.
When she reached behind the big tree, she stopped. She was so nervous that she didn't dare to say anything. She was only surprised where the accent of her motherland came from.
Hua Rong stepped out from behind the big tree and bowed: "I've seen the Queen Mother..."
The sound of "Queen Mother" was like a thunder. Webster looked at the "Jurchen" in front of him in surprise, took a few steps back, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you..."
"Don't be surprised, the Queen Mother. I am Hua Rong, the envoy of the Song Dynasty's envoy. I came to rescue the Queen Mother on the order of the Emperor of Song Dynasty..."
Wei Shi heard the voice of a woman, slowly came to his senses, and whispered: "The Emperor of the Song Dynasty?"
"That's your son, the Ninth Prince. He is now the Emperor of the Song Dynasty..."
Webster was filled with sorrow and joy, and Hua Rong could only really see her face clearly at this time. Webster was already in her forties at this time. She had a medium appearance, with low eyebrows. Because of her pregnancy, she had a haggard and tired look that was difficult to conceal. It can be seen that she was pregnant. , her life in the Kingdom of Jin has not been easy these years.
Hua Rong whispered: "Queen Mother, I'm here to take you away..."
Wei Shi suddenly took a step back, with extremely numb sadness in his eyes, and couldn't help but touch his belly: "Go back... go back... How can I go back to Song Dynasty..."
According to the ethics of the Song Dynasty, since she had married a Jurchen, she had severed all ties with the Zhao family. If she wanted to return to the Song Dynasty, she would have to be embarrassed and embarrassed. However, compared with the miserable and humiliating days of the Jurchen, No matter how embarrassing it is, she is willing to return to the Song Dynasty and return to her son.
Seeing her silence, Hua Rong said anxiously: "Queen Mother, the envoy from the Song Dynasty was detained by the eldest prince. There seems to be no hope for peace talks, but I still hope to take you out of the Kingdom of Jin..."
The little hope that had just risen in his heart was shattered again, and Webster shed tears: "You mean running away?"
Hua Rong nodded.
Webster laughed miserably: "How can I run away like this?"
Hua Rong was speechless.
To escape, do you expect a pregnant woman to run or do you want to run wildly on horseback? I'm afraid that no matter which one I choose, if I can't escape, I'll kill her first.
Webster wiped away his tears without looking at her, looking very numb, and turned around and walked back.
Hua Rong was behind her and said anxiously: "Queen Mother, the next time you hear the music, I will be here. I will find a way, I will definitely do it..."
Webster walked away, entered the tent, closed the door, and never appeared again.
Hua Rong stood blankly in the shade of the tree, with little bits of sunlight shining down from the cracks in the trees, illuminating her head and face, but her heart was opposite to this bright sunshine - helpless and depressed, she was afraid that she would not be able to complete this trip. Mission accomplished.