He opened the pot and found inside a large piece of cold cooked bacon and a large bowl of wild bracken. The old man said: "We originally killed a pig, but the thieves robbed them all, leaving only this piece. It’s the little old man’s ration for the whole winter…”
Jin Wushu saw clearly from behind and secretly scolded the old man for being so stingy before and was reluctant to take it out. Before the old man could do anything, Liu Wu and others took three large bowls and scooped out three bowls of porridge. Eating cold bacon with porridge, I was already so hungry that I didn't even care to taste it.
When the old man saw them tearing the bacon into large pieces, he felt distressed even though he had received the money, and his mouth watered with greed. King Qin looked up and saw him like this, tore off a piece and threw it to him. He took it and was very happy. But he didn't eat it, and he put it back in the big pot covered by stones and hid it as it was.
The old man stood aside with his sleeves rolled up. King Qin asked casually: "Old man, how many people are in your family?"
The old man burst into tears: "My wife has been dead for three years. One of my sons was dragged to join the army by the puppet Qi army, and he died within a few days..."
King Qin suddenly stood up and grabbed him by the collar: "Old thief, how dare you talk nonsense? I just saw two bowls on your table when I came in. How can you use two pairs of chopsticks by yourself?"
Jin Wushu was behind Chai Fei. Hearing how rough and delicate this rough man was, his heart almost burst out of his chest. King Qin was not Hua Rong, he was his life and death enemy and had no friendship with him. It is absolutely impossible to show "women's kindness". His palms were soaked with sweat. Could it be that God was really going to kill him
… … …
The old man was choked and couldn't breathe, so he hurriedly said: "Master, please calm down... Master, listen to me..."
King Qin slightly loosened his collar, and Liu Wu and others had already picked up the guy and stood up, looking around him warily.
The old man was so frightened that he stammered: "You guys don't know anything. A passerby came here just now. He was also injured by the bandits and suffered many scars. I felt sorry for him and gave him a bowl of porridge. He heard the sound of horse hooves and thought It’s a bad guy, he’s so scared that he hides…”
King Qin said sternly: "Where is he? Call out and meet him quickly."
The old man was pushed by him and staggered to the door. Liu Wu followed his gaze and rushed to the chai door. The old man shook his head and shouted: "Guest, come out..."
There was silence all around, Liu Wu kicked open the firewood door and jumped out.
At this time, the sky was already dark, there was no moon, and a few pale stars hung overhead, deserted, blurry, and soon they would disappear, and the sky was pitch black.
Liu Wu was careful. He couldn't see anything in the dark.
King Qin suddenly jumped out and shouted: "Hurry up and chase, it must be Jin Wushu..."
He picked up the knife and ran after him, but he saw the faint sound of fleeing footsteps in front of him, so fast, as if the walking body was very heavy.
When Jin Wushu was at the end of his road, he unexpectedly met the King of Qin. This surprised him, and he lost two of his three souls. He turned around and ran away without thinking anymore. With the support of his escape, he drank another bowl of hot porridge and recovered. With a little effort, he ran so fast that he couldn't even believe it. In his ears, the whistling wind retreated, the big trees retreated, and the whole world was completely trapped in an endless network...
It was as if a fly had landed on the glass. It was so bright outside, but there was no way. There was no way out.
While running, he could even hear the wound on his waist opening, and the trembling of the dagger in his left hand - his right hand was so damaged that he couldn't even hold the dagger.
At this time, I don’t know why I think of the moonlight in the sky.
I think of the beautiful little bridge called "Qingyan Bridge", the gentle moonlight, and the graceful man in white.
I tossed and turned like a dream, but I didn't expect that in the end, I would fall into the trap I dug and never get out.
He was covered in sweat from running, but he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him. It was the King of Qin who was chasing after him on horseback.
Naturally, the generals who came from nomadic tribes understood the power of horses best. The Jin people were able to sweep across the Song Dynasty with the help of their galloping iron cavalry. Now, if it were reversed, the fourth prince of the Jin Kingdom would be chased like a lost dog by just a few cavalry. .
Black, so black that you can’t even see your fingers.
He suddenly stopped and hid behind a bush in front of him like a civet cat.
The pursuit of King Qin and others suddenly lost its direction. Liu Wu lit up the torch and shouted: "Your Majesty, it seems there is only one person..."
"Where has this bastard gone?"
"He's not a Tu Xingsun, how can he be able to escape?"
Everyone was cursing and searching behind the big trees and bushes on both sides with sharp eyes, and they were very cautious for fear of being plotted.
Jin Wushu was lying behind a bush. King Qin suddenly slashed with his sword, almost cutting off the Dongpo scarf he had temporarily wrapped in rags. His scalp felt cold, but he resisted moving.
The King of Qin slashed through the clumps one by one. Just as Jin Wushu was taking a breath, suddenly a cold wind came and he slashed back with his sword. He could no longer hide and rolled on the spot, making a rustling sound.
King Qin laughed: "Wu Shu is a turtle, I know you are hiding here pretending to be a turtle..."
Naturally, he would not talk to him about morality and righteousness like Hua Rong. While cursing, he was unambiguous and stabbed at the black shadow on the ground again: "Jin Wushu, tell me quickly, where is Hua Rong... Where is Hua Rong..."
Jin Wushu rolled again, and luckily escaped another disaster. Although the grass was wide, he could no longer roll. In the desperate situation, he rose up like a furious wolf, and with a dagger in his left hand, he stabbed King Qin in the chest.
At this time, Liu Wu and others had already come over. Under the firelight, King Qin was more sure that it was Jin Wushu. He was overjoyed. Finally, the emperor paid off, and it turned out that the road between enemies was so narrow.
When King Qin saw the dagger stabbing his chest, he knew that this was a lose-lose attack, so he shouted: "Are you looking for death? I am about to kill you..."
Although Jin Wushu fought hard and died together, the physical difference between the two was too far at this time, and they were no match for King Qin. He only heard a "dang" sound, his dagger fell to the ground, and King Qin's broadsword had already hit his chest, " Tell me the whereabouts of Hua Rong quickly, and I will give you a pleasure and kill you with one knife. Otherwise, I will kill you with 108 knives and let your whole body fester, but you will still be alive... "
Jin Wushu felt a rush of heat in his chest, and his vision went dark, but he could hear the sound of horse hooves, and it was obvious that there were many people coming.
King Qin's expression changed when he heard the sound of horse hoofbeats. Liu Wu said loudly: "It's not good, King..."
I could only hear the whooshing sound, and in the dark night, countless arrows were shot at random.
The King of Qin hurriedly waved his sword to sweep away the random arrows, but Jin Wushu took advantage of the situation and fell to the ground. He rolled again and rolled several feet away. The King of Qin went to catch him again, only to see fire in front of him, arrows like rain, and dozens of riders. The men and horses came in a black mass, and the leader was Wu Qimai.
Jin Wushu was overjoyed and used his last bit of strength to blow a whistle.
Wu Qimai shouted in Jurchen language: "The fourth prince..."
King Qin was about to catch Jin Wushu again, but Liu Wu pushed him hard: "Your Majesty, it's too late..."
Arrows swept in, and the King of Qin turned into a hedgehog if he slowed down even a moment, and had to turn his horse around and run away.
Wu Qimai did not give chase, reined in his horse, and ran towards the grassland following the sound. Under the bright torch, he saw Jin Wushu in a pile of withered and yellow weeds, his hair unkempt, his clothes torn in pieces, and his chest The blood stains have soaked the skirt of his clothes.
He was shocked and knelt down to hug him: "Fourth Prince..."
Jin Wushu was already furious: "Quick, quick, go back..."
Two thick sticks were wrapped into a mesh with dried willow branches. Jin Wushu was lying on this rickety "stretcher" at the moment, hurriedly escaping for his life in the dark night. He was followed by dozens of cavalrymen who were protecting him. It was arranged by himself. Ever since the battle at sea, he had paid great attention to giving himself a thorough retreat and being prepared for any danger. It was precisely because of this that he escaped from the disaster this time.
The feeling of King Qin's sword pressing against his chest was still so vivid. He opened his eyes and looked at the stars.
He was covered with thick robes that Wu Qimai and others had taken off, but he still felt cold to the core, even more miserable than the time he fled at sea. There was a sound of firecrackers, crackling, crackling, and then became a continuous sound, and he realized that Dongfang The sky has turned white and it is almost dawn.
Today is the official New Year’s Eve of the Song Dynasty.
One year old is eliminated amidst the sound of firecrackers
The spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu.
Thousands of households have pupils and pupils
Always replace old talismans with new ones.
This is a poem written by Wang Anshi, the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty and a great writer. When he read it for the first time, he always wondered what "New Year's Eve" was. How did the people of Song Dynasty celebrate New Year's Eve
With infinite longing, he met her during the reign of Emperor Jingkang, and spent time with the woman he finally found in the military camp of Liujiasi. The first few years passed by so fast that when they met again, it was already a matter of life and death.
There was a bandage wrapped around his broken finger, which was pulled back together with the wound on his shoulder to keep his body stable.
He looked carefully at the place where his finger was severed. How did the hero's life end like this
Tears suddenly fell from his eyes. He looked at the increasingly white sky and grass and thought that spring was coming and he could never give up.
You cannot become the master of this land, nor can you just be a passing guest.
The King of Qin and Jin Wushu were enemies on a narrow road, and they were originally happy that he would come to their door. Unexpectedly, Wu Qimai killed him halfway, and the cooked duck flew away.
He was very depressed and said nothing while holding the sword.
Liu Wu also sighed: "The fourth prince is so lucky..."
The King of Qin spat bitterly, Damn it, Jin Wushu really shouldn't die. Every time he was at the end of the road, he had to escape. Once at sea, now again, I'm afraid I don't know if I have to look for such a good opportunity again. What year and month is it
He slashed the big tree next to him with a knife, and exclaimed. The nest of the trumpet bird on the big tree was probably shaken off, and it let out a cry and fled in all directions...
It doesn't matter whether Jin Wushu dies or not, but what about the girl? If it is still in his hands, what should we do
He said bitterly: "It's all my fault that Yue Pengju, this little brat, values Zhao Deji more than his wife. This girl is really blind when she marries him... "
It was Hua Rong who forced himself into the palace, and he knew it, but now he was angry with Yue Pengju and wanted to catch him immediately and beat him up.