A huge Jurchen-style tallow candle was burning in the living room, emitting a strong smell of smoke. Jin Wushu carried a pot of wine and took a few sips.
Hua Rong said calmly: "You are still injured, so there is no need to drink."
Jin Wushu took another deep breath, and his face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water: "Hua Rong, you can leave! I have no use value to you now. As you can see, I can't even mobilize the army now..."
Hua Rong said nothing.
He threw the wine bottle aside, leaned back on the chair, and said slowly: "As soon as my second brother died, Zong Han immediately started to take action. Maybe we all underestimated him and didn't expect that he would act so quickly. I've always been like this A thorn in his side, he will definitely take me first for surgery... "
She couldn't help but asked: "The Wolf Lord just listens to him?"
"The Wolf Lord hates him with all his heart! But he controls half of the Jin Kingdom's soldiers and horses, and he wants to take advantage of the imperial edict and strike first..."
"You just sit back and wait for death?"
"Hua Rong, I won't hide it from you until now. In the Kingdom of Jin, Zong Han's faction is very powerful. Zong Xian and Zong Jun both have personal relationships with him, and Gu Shen controls the internal affairs of the DPRK. He cooperates with others and has far-reaching influence. Far larger than us. Do you know what the token Zong Han just took out was? It was the token of the old wolf master, not the new wolf master. His move was to show that he was the real choice for the wolf master. Me and Er Brother originally planned to fight him and defeat him completely, but the second brother passed away in a hurry, disrupting our overall plan. The Wolf Lord had no other choice but to let Zonghan do whatever he wanted... "
I see.
"Zong Han hates me. The other Song prisoners may not have anything, but your two guards, he will definitely kill Li Wei first..."
Hua Rong was so shocked that she almost stood up. After spending a lot of time together, her feelings towards Zhang Xian and others were more than just guards, but like brothers. No, she must not let their souls disappear from the Kingdom of Jin.
"You don't have to stay. I know the situation of Queen Mother Wei very well. She will not return to the Song Dynasty in this condition. You don't have to make unnecessary sacrifices. I will send someone to take you to the border early tomorrow morning. Maybe you can still save your life..."
She was stunned and didn't speak.
Jin Wushu seemed to have read through her thoughts: "Hua Rong, don't have any whims. You alone can't save those Song prisoners no matter what. If you act rashly and fall into Zong Han's hands, then what will happen to you?" It would really be worse than death..."
She closed her eyes sadly.
Jin Wushu said calmly: "Hua Rong, you go and rest as soon as possible. I will send someone to take you away tomorrow."
She sat motionless, but he stood up and went out without saying a word.
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
Hua Rong still sat quietly in Nuo Da's living room alone, watching the thick smoke emitted by the butter.
A figure flashed in like a ghost, with a very thin body and a frightened voice: "Girl..."
Hua Rong woke up with a start and immediately recognized Princess Tianwei. She wanted to talk to her during the day, but could never find a chance.
"I met the princess..."
Tianwei knelt down first: "Girl, you are from the Song Dynasty. Do you have any news about my ninth brother?"
She was almost living a secluded life in the Prince's Mansion, and she didn't even know that Ninth Brother had already ascended the throne.
Hua Rong helped her up, with very sour eyes: "The official has already ascended the throne..."
She looked happy and said in a slightly louder voice: "Brother Ninth, will he lead his army to rescue us?"
Because of these simple words, Hua Rong was stunned. Then he remembered that among the Song prisoners he had met, from Princess Maode to Tianwei to the dead Queen Xing, among all the women, the first to speak was their husbands. Will their brothers lead their troops to attack and avenge them
This is definitely not a peace talk!
No one mentioned peace talks.
Only the captives understand the situation of the prisoners. They don't pray for peace talks. Why do they prefer the officials? Why do many civil servants and generals of the Song Dynasty place their hope in peace talks
Even those two foolish kings.
Is there a big difference between men's thinking and women's
She asked Tianwei slowly: "Princess, the government sent me to negotiate peace this time..."
"Negotiating peace? Why does Ninth Brother want to negotiate peace? How can a captive like a jackal negotiate for peace?"
Angry flames burned in Tianwei's eyes, which was completely different from the deep hatred at her age. She suddenly opened up her thin shoulder-less Jurchen clothes, and saw dense scars on them, all from whipping or needle pricks. 's: "If we could negotiate a peace, why would we be locked up here?"
Hua Rong looked at the shocking scars on her body and asked in a low voice: "Did Jin Wushu torture you?"
She shook her head miserably and said with tears: "It was Wang Junhua and the other concubines of the fourth prince's house who beat him... The other concubines bullied the slaves because they were from the Song Dynasty. Wang Junhua was showing off his female power and did not dare to torture the captive women. He only dared to vent his anger on the slaves... Although the Fourth Prince did not do it himself, it was all thanks to him... "
Although the Fourth Prince did not do it, it was all thanks to him!
"Girl, if you can still return to the Song Dynasty, please advise my ninth brother not to negotiate for peace, but to work hard to govern. Peace cannot save us, but a strong army can save us..."
"Princess… "
Her voice lowered: "Hu Ma followed the north wind and crossed the bird's nest to the south branches. As a slave of the Song Dynasty princess, he can only be enslaved in a foreign land for the rest of his life. Girl, if you can return to the Song Dynasty, you will hear the future If you hear the news of Denu's death, you can burn several pieces of money and paper to seek blessings for the lonely soul camp..."
Listening to her desperate and sad voice, Hua Rong couldn't help but shed tears. Tianwei bowed, turned around and walked out quickly, her thin back quickly disappearing in the shadow of the butter candle.
Hua Rong watched her figure walk away. After a while, a person stood behind the screen with a pale face. It was Jin Wushu.
His voice was light: "Hua Rong, it's late at night, why don't you rest?"
Hua Rong's voice was also light, and she went to pour herself a cup of tea to drink. The tea was already cold and gave off a strong milky smell. She said in a low voice: "This tea is different from the south after all. "
Jin Wushu remained silent.
"Is there a tray of tea in the fourth prince's residence? I would like to drink a cup of tea that I am familiar with, okay?"
"oh?"
Jin Wushu was stunned for a moment, and immediately shouted: "Come here, get the tea set..."
Two maids immediately came up with the tea group tea and a set of tea sets, and put them on a table. Hua Rong could clearly see that the tea was the best Longfeng group tea, and the tea set was the top quality produced by Jun Kiln, especially the tea set. The teacup is a rose-red color as clear as jade, reflecting the golden dragon on the bottom of the plate, giving off a dazzling brilliance under the butter candle.
Two maids fetched water and were about to operate it when Hua Rong stood up and walked over: "You guys, please step aside, I'll do it..."
The two of them retreated as instructed, Hua Rong sat down, and Jin Wushu stood aside, looking at her coldly.
At this time, she was wearing a simple women's outfit prepared by the Prince's Palace, her hair was pulled up high, and she was wearing a light yellow Southern Dynasty shirt. Only a pair of slender hands stretched out, revealing a section of snow-white arms, holding a wooden spoon, and was in the tea. Flying.
This was the first time that Jin Wushu witnessed with his own eyes how women in the Southern Dynasties cooked tea.
A row of exquisite cups were placed, and the water in the pot was gurgling. As she stirred it, he didn't know whether it was because his eyes were dazzled or for other reasons. He just felt that when her delicate hands flew, colorful patterns formed in the water. After watching for a long time, he realized that it was not his eyesight that was dazzled, but that there was actually a fish-shaped pattern coming out of the water vapor, as if leaping through a dragon gate. He had known that the craftsmanship of sencha in the Southern Dynasties was very good, but he never expected that it could reach this level. Such a situation.
He couldn't help but sit down opposite her, and the cold look on his face disappeared. He looked at her intently, watching the boiling water that gradually turned into transparent green...
There is unprecedented peace in my heart. There is no longer any war, any gunpowder smoke, or any factional struggle. I feel as if I am in the boundless vast grassland, watching the spring flowers blooming, listening to the birds singing and the fragrance of the flowers. Life is so peaceful, and life is so peaceful...
"Fourth Prince, please have tea..."
It wasn't until a pair of jade hands stretched out and handed a rose-red tea cup to him that he suddenly woke up.
Subconsciously, I took the tea cup. The hot tea passed through the thin body of the crystal cup and transferred all the heat to the palm of my hand. Soon, the palm of my hand turned red. At the end of my nose, there was a rich fragrance, similar to the taste of milk tea from the north. totally different.
It was obviously what I had been longing for for a long time. I actually held this cup of tea, but it was like holding a huge stone. I felt a burst of anger. I flipped my hand and the tea cup fell to the ground and turned into a pile of pink fragments. .
"Jin Wushu?"
He was furious: "Hua Rong, are you sympathizing with me? Or are you despising me?"
Hua Rong looked at the pile of fragments on the ground, picked up another cup, took a sip himself, and stood up slowly: "Fourth Prince, this time I went on a mission to the Kingdom of Jin. Thanks to your protection, I was temporarily safe. I'm so grateful. Hua Rong doesn’t need to say more words of thanks and gratitude... "
She is leaving, this woman is leaving! Others cut off their robes to cut off their righteousness, but she is so unfeeling when it comes to making tea!
A cup of tea to settle their feud
She is of no use anymore, and even Zhang Xian and Liu Qi cannot save her.
All the arrogant words have turned into ridiculous lies. The fourth prince who once scoured mountains and seas and was able to carry cauldrons is now a powerless prisoner under house arrest.
He can't even protect a woman.
"Fourth Prince, farewell!"
He remained silent and watched her stand up and strode out the door.
At this time, the moon was in the sky, the stars were sparse, and wild birds were flapping their wings on the distant hillside. Jin Wushu stared blankly at her back and couldn't help but shed tears.
The sun burned out its blazing flames, and the rugged mountain roads were whitened and hardened. The trees were green and the leaves were deep in color. The whole earth was completely green. Cool dew dropped on the panting earth and the green mountaintops. , Slowly, half the moon climbed up, the sky was filled with stars, and the sky turned into black and white, with white clouds and black clouds running around constantly.
In the dense forest, there were the singing of nightingales and the cries of various insects. A group of night travelers, riding fast, with horses biting and hooves wrapped, quietly detoured across the border of the Kingdom of Jin and headed straight for Yanjing.