Several guards rushed up immediately. Xu Caizhi turned pale with fright, Zhang Quwei screamed: "Hurry and catch the assassin... You witch, you dare to assassinate an official..."
"Quickly, catch her and cut her into pieces..."
Zhang Quwei didn't care to continue screaming and immediately went to help Zhao Deji. He saw Zhao Deji bent over, with blood on his vest, and a terrible howling in his throat.
"The official family, the official family..."
The guards around her had already caught up, but Hua Rong couldn't catch up. Her success was in vain. She was frightened and frightened. Without thinking, she turned around and ran in the opposite direction. The wind blew in her ears, she whistled, and a big yellow horse jumped up. When she came out, there was still a distance of ten feet, and she almost ran and jumped onto the horse's back.
Jiangnan in early summer was completely shrouded in a mist-like twilight. Hua Rong escaped from Yiyuan. In a panic, she rushed towards the southern suburbs. After running for a distance, the sounds of pursuing soldiers behind her became farther and farther. She breathed a sigh of relief and reined in The horse was about to change direction when she heard the horse neighing. In the dark night, more than a dozen men in black poured out. She was startled, thinking of Qin Hui's dead soldiers. If they fell into Qin Hui's hands, it would be more terrifying than death. . She turned the horse's head and rushed towards the north, and the people behind her caught up with her. Unexpectedly, there was a scream behind her, and it turned out that another group of people rushed out in the dark night, and the two sides exchanged hands.
Hua Rong didn't care to check who these people were, he just ran for his life. He had not avenged his revenge. He must not die. Once he died, everything would be over.
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The night is getting darker and darker, and the sound of horse hooves behind is getting smaller and smaller. Slowly, only one horse is left chasing. Hua Rong listens to the sound and discerns the movement, and only has one pursuer, which makes him a lot more courageous. As long as he solves this problem But she still didn't dare to take action rashly, and just ran forward, trying to get away from the person behind her. By the time she stopped at dawn, she had already traveled hundreds of miles.
It was quiet all around, and the horse was foaming at the mouth, and stretched out its tongue tiredly to lick the grass on the ground. Hua Rong fell against a big tree, breathing heavily, regretting his mistake. It was all this impulse. , ruining the way out in Lin'an. However, if time could be turned back, perhaps the same choice would still be made.
As the saying goes, people make plans and God makes things happen. Zhao Deji did bad things, so why couldn't he kill him? If there is such an opportunity again, I really don’t know what year or month it will be. Now I am like a lost dog. I really don’t even dare to go back to Lin’an. How can I avenge a great revenge in this life? A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years. It's easy to talk about it, but in practice, what are the chances of winning? Throughout the ages, in every dynasty, tens of thousands of people have died at the hands of foolish kings and traitorous ministers, and how many blood feuds have been avenged
She leaned against the tree with tears streaming down her face: "Pengju, I'm so useless... Damn it..."
"God doesn't deserve to die! It's Zhao Deji and Qin Hui who deserve to die!"
She suddenly opened her eyes, tensed her body, and stared at the man walking out of the jungle opposite. He was also sweating profusely, and his clothes were wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water. His hair was full of grass, and he was very wet. Embarrassed.
She held the small bow tightly and rushed over with a hiss: "Jin Wushu, you thief, please give me your life..."
Jin Wushu dodged, and she staggered. After using up her last bit of strength, she fell to the ground and lay on her back, crying as if she had died.
He squatted beside her and didn't say anything until the sun came out and her voice became hoarse, then he slowly spoke: "Hua Rong, I've been looking for you for a long time."
She turned over and sat up, and slapped him in the face. She struck too quickly, and he had no time to dodge. The slap fell, and his face immediately swelled.
"Damn evil thief, don't you want to kill me? Why don't you do it?"
"On the night of the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, I ambushed at the North Gate and repelled Qin Hui's dead soldiers. I saw you and saw with my own eyes that you were seriously injured. I wanted to save you. I ran out and you lost it. There is no trace..." It turns out that he was the one who took action that night. Hua Rong hissed: "You ambitious thing, stop pretending to be benevolent and righteous..."
His voice was very calm: "I am not hypocritical, and there is no need for it. When Yue Pengju fled to the south gate, I could have helped him once. I even saw the monk Ruda, and even a little help stopped Qin Hui. , he would save Yue Pengju. But I didn't, because I had long wished for and planned Yue Pengju's death, so how could I save him! But you, Hua Rong, are different. I never wanted you to die... "
"Evil thief, you, like Zhao Deji, are the biggest evil thief in the world, and like Qin Hui, you are the most shameless trash in the world..." Hua Rong rushed forward and slapped him hard on the face and head again, Tangled, bitten, beaten... Jin Wushu remained motionless. He was beaten until blood started to flow from the corner of his mouth, and he fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.
After a long time, she was tired from beating, and she suddenly realized something in a hurry. She remembered her dagger, raised it, and stabbed Jin Wushu in the heart...
"If you kill me, you will never kill Zhao Deji or Qin Hui again..."
The dagger was pressed against his chest, making Hua Rong's hands tremble slightly.
He laughed self-deprecatingly: "Hua Rong, you should know that my life is not long. It doesn't matter whether you kill me or not. If I can live a little longer, I can at least help you kill Qin Hui and Zhao Deji."
Her hands shook even more violently.
"You have already been poisoned, and my life is completely in your hands. I dare not lie in front of you, Hua Rong, you can tell the truth of these words for yourself."
Hua Rong's hand loosened and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.
Jin Wushu breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes tiredly, just like she did before, lying on the ground like a dead body. After getting the news, he couldn't believe it at all. He traveled all night and used the best horse from Dajin. Chollima arrived in Lin'an in less than half a month. I felt a mixture of sadness and joy in my heart. It was the moment of redemption when I saw her alive. This kind of surprise is beyond words. She is still alive. This woman survived the disaster. She really survived. alive.
It was a cloudy day, there was not even dew, the ground was dry, the grass blades were dry, and there was mud and dust everywhere. Hua Rong stood up and slowly picked up his small bow, his whole body was enveloped in a wave of tired despair. ,The sky is so big and the earth is so big,where can I call my home? We can’t go back to Lin’an, so where should we go now
Revenge is actually far away.
Even the King of Qin wants to marry someone else.
Her eyes were dry and she had shed all her tears. She listened to the tired neigh of the big yellow horse next to her, as if she was her last relative in this world. Her son - she suddenly deeply regretted why she had not left with her son in the first place. In this way, in the end, When you are desperate, there is always someone to rely on to inspire the courage to survive. Now, even this spiritual support is gone.
She turned over and was about to mount her horse when Jin Wushu jumped up and grabbed her, shouting: "Hua Rong."
She tried hard but couldn't get rid of it.
"Hua Rong, I have a good way for you to take revenge one by one..." She turned around and stared at his eager eyes - his face was swollen and covered with blood, making his eyes look like some kind of vicious civet cat. "Jin Wu Shu, stop being so hypocritical."
"I'm not being hypocritical, and I'm sure. As far as I know, Wang Junhua is on her way to Yanjing. When she arrives in Yanjing, I will always have a way to get Qin Hui again. Don't you want to kill this couple first?"
It was as if a huge pie fell from the sky. Killing Qin Hui and Wang Junhua was the first step in his dream. How big of a temptation? But where could so many pies fall from the sky
"But why did Wang Junhua go to Yanjing?"
"Why won't she go? When you marched into Zhuxian Town, she even came to Kaifeng Mansion." Jin Wushu saw the disbelief on her face and said with a smile, "What? Are you surprised? Your wife, the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty, is here Is it ridiculous to come to me during the melee? She came to me just because she was a widow next to Qin Hui and wanted to get something from me that she couldn't get from Qin Hui and Zhao Deji... "
"Jin Wushu, you are so shameless!"
"Look, Hua Rong, I have even told you such a private matter. You look down on me, right? I also find it strange that I could have fallen in love with a dirty bitch like Wang Junhua before... "
She sneered: "Just because you are dirtier than her, there is nothing to dislike. Jin Wushu, they are your dogs, you don't have to lie to me with sweet words."
He half-smiled: "I lied to you? Do I still dare? Hua Rong, don't forget, my life is in your hands. These days, chronic poison has penetrated into my body, and it will happen every month Once, I was in excruciating pain during the attack, and my whole body felt as if every muscle and vein had been broken..."
She was startled, remembering the poison and the antidote. This was a chronic poison that had been prepared for a long time. The scene described by Jin Wushu was exactly the situation when the poison occurred. What he said was true. In fact, after In that fight and escape, the antidote had been lost long ago. She no longer had the antidote to give Jin Wushu. Thinking of this, she immediately panicked. If Jin Wushu learned that the antidote was gone, what would happen to him? What attitude? Now he is seeking for himself and thinks that his life is saved by him, so he is so humble.
She looked at Jin Wushu's swollen face like a pig's head, exhaled, and slowly calmed herself down: "Jin Wushu, did you really not lie to me?"
"Of course! How many times have I ever lied to you?"
It's okay if he didn't say it. After saying this, Hua Rong immediately thought of Zhang Xian's death and Yu Peng and others' denigration and exile, and became furious: "How did you agree to me in the first place? Where is Zhang Xian? Why did he die?"
Jin Wushu sighed: "Qin Hui is a double-dealing bitch. He dare not disobey Zhao Deji. Hua Rong, you should know who the culprit who killed your husband is! It's Zhao Deji!"
Hua Rong said sharply: "You are also one of the culprits."
He said proudly: "So what if I am the culprit? As the first marshal of the Jin Kingdom, I have to try my best to kill the enemy generals. What is there to be embarrassed about? The one who is embarrassed is you, the emperor and prime minister of the Song Dynasty. From above You are so shameless and willing to be my Daikin's accomplice. This is also the fate of my Daikin..."
Hua Rong slapped him again, but this time, Jin Wushu still did not dodge: "Hua Rong, if you want to kill these two people, you have to listen to me. In this world, I am the only one who can really help you. "
Hua Rong looked at his extremely arrogant face, and hatred filled the bottom of her heart again, threatening to burst out of her chest. However, she endured it and learned the lesson from the last attempt to kill Zhao Deji. Forbearance, how hard life is, must be endured again and again. Endurance, unbearable.
"When Wang Junhua arrives in Yanjing, I will be at your disposal!"
"The Song Dynasty has not yet been conquered. Why don't you keep your lackeys to work hard?"