"It is not that easy to take over the Song Dynasty. Besides, my father raised dozens of troops and grew stronger. There were no traitors and lackeys. Why don't we still capture Song Huizong and his son alive?" He laughed, extremely arrogant, "Zhao Deji became more and more desolate and unscrupulous, while Qin Hui was arrogant and greedy. The Song Dynasty was like a pig, covered with flies and maggots. Before others could kill it, these insects would slowly eat up its flesh and corrode it. If its bones are given time, when the oil is gone and the lamp is dry, then I will lead my troops south, and I will be able to defeat the Song Dynasty. "
This time, Hua Rong couldn't even curse.
"Hua Rong, let's go. For you now, if you can kill an enemy first, kill an enemy first. Otherwise, what else can you do?"
"Jin Wushu, don't be too arrogant, be careful with your life. If you can't kill Wang Junhua and Qin Hui, you can't even hope to get the antidote. Now it happens once a month, then half a month, and once every three days. Finally, You will be covered in ulcers and covered with maggots and you will not die..."
Jin Wushu had just said these words, and when he heard the word "maggot", even though he was full of surprise, he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body, as if the toxins had suddenly taken action and flowed faster in his blood. stand up.
Hua Rong did not ignore the panic in his eyes at all, and said calmly: "The deadline for this poison is still one year away. If you dare to have any evil intentions during this period, I will die with you at worst."
Jin Wushu spread his hands and did not hide the horror in his eyes. He said helplessly: "Now that things have happened, what tricks do I still dare to play? Hua Rong, you and I have an equal and mutually beneficial relationship now. I will help you kill Qin Hui." , you give me the antidote. Everyone is happy. Let’s go on the road.”
The big yellow horse had already run over and looked affectionately at Jin Wushu's first-rate, thousand-mile horse.
Horses look at horses without hatred, and people look at people with anger in their eyes. Jin Wushu sighed secretly: "Hua Rong, do you still remember Jinses? I'll keep the horse for you."
Hua Rong didn't pay any attention to what he said. If he mounted his horse and went to Yanjing, could he really kill Qin Hui? She hesitated for a moment, only to hear the sound of horse hoofbeats behind her. Jin Wushu's expression changed and he immediately said: "Let's go quickly..."
He only heard loud shouts from behind: "Madam, Madam..." It was Liu Zhiyong and others. Hua Rongqing knew that she could escape from Yiyuan, not only because of Jin Wushu, but also because of Liu Zhiyong and others. She was melancholy for a long time, and then assassinated Zhao Deji It failed, but I was still thinking about my son, but when I went back, I was faced with the marriage between King Qin and Li Tinglan. How should I get along on the island? As Uncle Yang Sanshu said, apart from hindering King Qin, he could not help him at all. King Qin could really achieve great things, but he could only be a stumbling block. There was a moment of wavering in my heart.
Seeing her hesitation, Jin Wushu shouted and slapped her ponytail: "Quickly go..."
The horse was in pain and ran wildly. Hua Rong gritted her teeth, ignored the shouts from behind, and ran wildly. Gradually, the shouts behind her could no longer be heard at all. She quietly wiped the tears on her face, knowing that she had already left. There is absolutely no way out.
Liu Zhiyong and others caught up to the front, only to see that the flat ground in front was covered with blood. He shouted in shock: "Madam, is she injured?" The other pirates had not yet answered, but saw a few lines of words written on the soft soil: Please don't search, I'm safe. Take care of the tiger head, thank you.
"It was left by the madam. The madam asked us not to look for her anymore."
Liu Zhiyong had no choice but to completely lose the whereabouts of Hua Rong, so he had no choice but to smooth out the words and lead his people back to report to King Qin.
In the north in March, the climate is still very cold, and the further north you go, the colder it gets.
Hua Rong escaped from Lin'an, wearing only a thin shirt. Although it was in a hurry, because he was ready to flee at any time, he brought some gold leaves with him. When he encountered the next market town, he bought a shirt. However, Jin Wushu was in a state of embarrassment because of a melee. He didn't know if he didn't have any silver coins with him, or if he had brought them and lost them, he could only wear that old shirt. When he saw Hua Rong buying clothes, he wanted to be shameless. Beg her, but when the words reach his lips, he can't say them out, so he can only shrink back. The whole way, he has been in rags, and his face is swollen, and he looks like a shabby pig's head. There is no trace of the former fourth prince. prestige
Along the way, the two of them had no communication, and they walked in tandem. Hua Rong seemed to have become a complete mute. No matter what he said or did, she ignored him and ate in a small shop when she was hungry. I bought dry food and drank water from my own kettle when I was thirsty. Jin Wushu had never experienced such a life in his life. Whenever he encountered a hotel or inn, he had to take a good rest and eat and drink, but Hua Rong would not stay. He could only grit his teeth and follow her rhythm, sleeping day and night, sleeping in the open air.
A fire was lit, Hua Rong sat down and stared at the fire in a daze.
Jin Wushu was grilling a beaten wild lamb leg. One of his sleeves was torn and the skirt fell off. He simply tore off the sleeve and flipped the wild lamb leg with his bare arms. Gradually, the wild lamb leg began to spread. He looked up at the rich fragrance. On the other side of the fire, Hua Rong was quietly gnawing on a piece of dry food and taking a sip of water from time to time. She was wearing a green dress and a headscarf, and her face was covered with wind and frost, like a A sluggish vagabond.
"Hua Rong..." He threw the roasted leg of lamb over.
Hua Rong closed her eyes and said nothing, letting the leg of lamb fall on the grass in front of her, quietly exuding its fragrance. She didn't feel hungry or cold, and in a daze, she seemed to have returned to that year, when she and Peng Zhong met for the first time. After repelling the Jin army, she relied on him and camped against a big tree. She tilted her head and almost fell down. She woke up in a daze. The shoulder she relied on in her dream had been lost. Looking around, there was only the vast darkness and a star for her. A heart racing with hatred.
Jin Wushu couldn't stand such an atmosphere and couldn't help but said: "Hua Rong, eat a little. Even if you want to kill me, you have to eat enough to have the strength."
Hua Rong still didn't move at all. He couldn't help but stand up and walked to her side: "Hua Rong..."
She suddenly opened her eyes and waved her small bow. Fortunately, he hid quickly. The small bow fell on the grass next to him, stirring up a burst of dust. Hua Rong looked at him fiercely and closed his eyes again. Jin Wushu was shocked by this look. His whole body was shaken, and it was a look full of hatred, even more intense than when he was fighting with him. He could no longer say the words in his heart, so he could only retreat and sit at a distance to look at her.
There was a pile of blazing flames between the two of them - Yue Pengju, an insurmountable barrier. He sighed secretly and looked at her haggard face in the dancing flames. Only then did he realize that this woman, for so many years, has been Struggling to escape, my family is gone, my husband is gone, and my son is gone... I struggled with escape in my previous life, and struggled with revenge in the second half of my life.
"Hua Rong, I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."
The wind blew past her ears, and she could only hear the sound of fire, and her nose was full of blood from the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month of that year. She heard his apology and felt it was extremely ridiculous. Someone deliberately killed someone. Your husband ruined your family and then apologized in an understatement. Even the purpose of the apology was to exchange for the antidote - can you forgive him
If an apology is useful, why should punishment be used
Murder to pay for life, debt to pay for money, this has been the case since ancient times.
She leaned against the tree and remained silent. Whenever he spoke, the hatred in her heart would intensify. Zhao Deji's face, Qin Hui's face, Wang Junhua's face... She slowly sat upright, and a little excitement burned in her heart: I can really do it first Kill Wang Junhua? Even if it is the enemy ranked last, if you can kill one first, it counts as one.
Jin Wushu looked at the uncontrollable smile on her face, and felt even colder in his heart. There was a raging fire of hatred between him and her, and if he got close to her, he would be burned to pieces.
Fourth Prince's Mansion.
As soon as spring began, a large-scale epidemic occurred. The disease first started in horses, and then spread to humans. Children were the first to suffer. A son of the fourth prince who was a commoner went out to play with his friends and drank too much cold water. , got dysentery and died of the disease. Everyone didn't take it seriously at first, but later, as the epidemic spread and the children died one after another, the housekeeper realized that something was wrong and conducted a thorough investigation in the house. At first, people's attention All focused on Yelu Guanyin, but at this time, she had already been sent to the pasture and could not get close to the mansion gate. At the same time, small-scale epidemics were also reported in the homes of several other nobles, and the children who had played with them were all infected. One by one they died of illness. Spring was originally the peak period for the epidemic. When everyone saw this, there was nothing they could do. Only the concubines cried out for help, but the Jurchens did not take life and death too seriously. After crying, they were buried. The children then continued to eat and play as usual.
After more than a month, everyone decided to go to Yanjing to spend the summer with the fourth prince as usual in previous years. Everyone was waiting for instructions in panic, but there was no news about the fourth prince. Fortunately, little Lu Wenlong went out hunting with Wu Qimai and others every day. At home, as soon as the epidemic broke out, he immediately isolated himself and luckily escaped the disaster. To prepare for the unexpected, Wu Qimai took it upon himself to lead a group of family members to a resort dozens of miles outside Yanjing.
It is the season when nasturtiums are in full bloom, which is very different from the Jurchen White Mountains and Black Waters. This former Liao Kingdom prairie is in full bloom with all kinds of flowers. From a distance, you can see all kinds of cattle, sheep, and elk running and jumping on the grassland, like a moving picture. Green scroll.
Although the Jurchen nobles were accustomed to such beautiful scenery, they could not help but be delighted. The female relatives went to the lake hand in hand to pick nasturtiums and put them on their heads. They looked at the flowers by the water and praised each other's appearance.
In the distance, two fast horses stopped.
Hua Rong looked at the infinite scenery in front of him and stopped moving forward.
Jin Wushu also reined in his horse and looked at her.
"Hua Rong..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he was immediately interrupted. Hua Rong said coldly: "Is Wang Junhua here?"
Jin Wushu spoke for the first time in these days, and said in surprise: "According to the itinerary, it is estimated that it will take half a month to arrive." Wang Junhua was well-off, and naturally he would not be like them, traveling thousands of miles, so he landed far away. After the two of them.
"Jin Wushu, you'd better not play any tricks. Otherwise, you will know the consequences."
He smiled bitterly: "What other tricks can I do at this time?"
"Well, you'll let me know when she arrives."
"where are you going?"
"I will naturally contact you when the time comes."
"But you are a woman who is not familiar with the place here..." Jin Wushu looked at her eyes and couldn't continue, so he changed his words and said, "Wen Long is here too, don't you want to see him?"
The cute appearance of little Lu Wenlong appeared in front of his eyes, running around lively with a pair of wooden guns and shouting "Mom" - Lu Wenlong, how could he not be his own son? A few years later, he should be half a teenager.