After drinking the fish soup, the little tiger head fell into a deep sleep after playing for a day. King Qin walked to the bed and took a look at him, stretched out his big hand to touch his head, and saw his long eyelashes standing like a row of fans, grinning. I don't know what weird things I dreamed of. After all, I am a child, and I can live like a fish in water without my mother. But what about adults
He strode out, returned to his room, and saw that the room was in a mess, smelling of alcohol, sweat... I don't know when this room had become so messy, and he didn't want the minions to clean it up.
It seems to carry an aura, a familiar feminine aura. Here, I have been with a woman day and night for a year. With her gentle eyes, she combs my hair, massages me gently, and sometimes even cooks a few side dishes herself and eats with me. … It’s okay if you haven’t experienced it, but once you have such a living habit, giving it up is like cutting off flesh. His hair is messy and tangled, and he doesn’t know how long he hasn’t combed it. When he opens his eyes every morning, he always sees Expecting a miracle, she will come back, that woman will come back and comb her hair with gentle hands.
The voice of a minion came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, Liu Zhiyong is back."
King Qin hurriedly walked out, only to see Liu Zhiyong hesitating. This was an expected result, but he was still uneasy. Liu Zhiyong bowed: "Your Majesty, this subordinate has neglected his duty. Madam refused to come back. She said she was safe and called you. There’s no need to go find her.”
"Where has she gone now?"
"She failed in her assassination attempt on Zhao Deji and went north."
Sure enough, this crazy woman went to assassinate Zhao Deji alone. This was destined to fail, wasn't it? But what was she going to do in the north? Assassination of Jin Wushu
"Madam asked you never to look for her again."
"Get out, I know." He turned around and entered the house, slammed the door, fell dizzy on his bed, and gritted his teeth: "Damn girl, do you think I will come to you? Don't even think about it in the future. Even if you figure it out and want to come back and beg me on your knees, I won't want you anymore."
Liu Zhiyong hurriedly walked to the ship, and Uncle Yang slowly walked out of the shadows. There was a hint of relief on his old face, and he said to the two minions: "Hurry up and prepare for the king's wedding. It must be lively and known to the world."
"yes."
… …
The early morning sunlight shines through the birch bark mud wall, creating a kaleidoscope of dust.
Hua Rong slowly opened her eyes and watched the dust dancing in the long circle of light. She opened the door and saw that washing water had been placed at the door. Zhahe stood at the door and touched her in surprise when he saw her coming out. Touching his hair: "Brother, I prepared breakfast for you..."
She smiled and nodded. After a whole night of sound sleep, she felt more relaxed than ever before. On the simple wooden table were several plates of Liao game and a large bowl of camel chylo. Hua Rong was not polite and sat down to eat. Drink. Seeing Zhahe standing nearby, she asked him to eat together.
"Zhahe, will I delay your business?"
"No delay, no delay. There are only customers at night, and the business is very slow." Zhahe's stall only has a few down-and-out veterans who come to patronize it at night. Hua Rong thought for a while and asked him: "Zhahe, how can we do this these days? Can we be closed temporarily?”
"Okay. Little brother, the store doesn't have much money anyway. Whatever you want to do in Yanjing, I will help you."
She said sincerely: "Thank you very much, Zhahe."
He was so happy that he rubbed his hands together.
Hua Rong looked around and saw that his "home" was as dilapidated as a doghouse. There were a few messy furs and some haystacks. It was really like a house with no walls. She smiled slightly: "Zhahe, when this matter comes to an end, I will take my place." You want to marry a virtuous woman and start a family..."
He touched his head in embarrassment and could not say anything. He was already fully dressed, with a dagger and bow and arrow commonly seen among Jurchen men on his waist. "Brother, where are you going to kill your enemy? I Help you." Hua Rong laughed, did he think he was going to kill someone now? "Zhahe, we don't need to kill people now." "What are we doing now?" "Look at the customs and customs of the Liao Kingdom."
Zhahe was very surprised. Did he come to Yanjing specifically for sightseeing? But he didn't ask much. Anyway, Hua Rong said whatever he said, so he immediately prepared his horse and went out with Hua Rong.
The sun sets in the west.
The green grassland seemed to be plated with a light layer of gold. The two rode horses across the grassland, passing through a pine forest, a stone forest, grassland and shallow mountains. After two days of detouring, they could see a vast expanse of land in front of them. The boundless primitive jungle. Zahe looked at this jungle and his expression suddenly changed: "Brother, we are going in the wrong direction. Let's change the direction."
Hua Rong saw the sudden change in his expression and said, "Zhahe, I think the scenery in the forest in front is very good, why don't we go and take a look?"
"You can't go. Little brother, that's the 'Devil's Forbidden Land'..." Zhahe said these words, his expression became even more ugly, "More than ten years ago, I accompanied the Jin army to conquer the Liao Kingdom, because I was chasing a group of soldiers. The defeated Liao army broke into this place. There were 800 people in that Liao army and 1,000 of us. We all entered this jungle and never came out again... "
Hua Rong asked curiously: "They have an ambush inside?"
Zhahe shook his head violently: "There was a demon king inside. He ate them all. Liao people and Jin people. No one survived. Their hearts and livers were all eaten, and their limbs were also eaten..." His voice trembled, "Then At that time, because my left leg was injured, I fell behind with seven or eight wounded people and could not rush in, so I was lucky enough to survive... "
Hua Rong thought of the heart-gouging behavior he witnessed that day, and slowly understood in his mind that this might be a mysterious stronghold of Yelu Dayong, and those savages probably obeyed his orders. As for cannibalism, many primitive tribes in the past had this custom. .
Seeing that she didn't believe it at all, Zhahe became even more frightened: "Brother, let's leave quickly. If we provoke the devil, we must die..."
She smiled slightly: "Zhahe, those are not demon kings, they are just savages."
"Savage?"
"Yes. I suspect they all take orders from some declining noble of Khitan."
Zhahe screamed: "How could it be possible? Regardless of whether they are Jin people or Khitan people, as long as they come close to this jungle, they will die. For so many years, we have never dared to come here, not even the thousands of troops of Dajin. .That is the devil, and even Dajin’s kidnap horse cannot defeat him.”
Hua Rong thought of Yelu Dayong's behavior and became more certain that these savages were related to him. He must have used the theory of witchcraft and demons to let people witness the scene of cannibalism, which heightened their fear. From then on, no one dared to approach this mysterious place. Seeing that she had no fear on her face, Zhahe became even more panicked: "Brother, you don't want to break in, do you? If you go in, you will die..."
She lowered her voice: "I have seen those savages wearing green feathers on their heads, they are definitely not devils."
Since they met, Zhahe had never disobeyed her in the slightest, but this time his attitude was very firm. He stopped in front of her horse and did not dare to speak loudly. He just shook his head and said: "No, you must not go."
Hua Rong didn't insist. He looked at the lush jungle again and suddenly felt something in his heart: "Zhahe, can you speak the Khitan dialect?"
"I have been in Yanjing for more than ten years and can speak more than a dozen Khitan dialects. I can understand even the most remote ones. I am more proficient than Jurchen dialect."
Hua Rong felt happy, nodded and said, "Okay, then you teach me the Khitan dialect."
Zhahe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she no longer forced her way into the dense forest. But he heard her say: "Come with me."
Zhahe's heart was relieved again: "Where are we going?"
"Look what these savages are doing."
Zhahe was so shocked that he couldn't speak to himself.
This is a mysterious valley, with pine winds blowing inside, and strange flower fragrances wafting out. A woman in black clothes and black gauze knelt in front of the wooden door, kowtowing: "Yelü Guanyin pays homage to the prince..." There was no movement around her. She Continuing to kowtow, for a long time, there was a cool breeze above my head, and a black shadow floated out from nowhere, eerily saying: "Yelü Guanyin, you are so audacious, how dare you come here?"
Yelu Guanyin's voice was full of resentment: "When the Liao Dynasty fell, tens of millions of people fell into the hands of the Jin people and lived a life worse than pigs and dogs. The father and brother of the slave family were killed, and the son died of smallpox..."
"Your son died? When did it happen?"
"It's the plague this year."
"The plague happened in Shangjing, but your son is in Yanjing!"
"But he is still dead. God is blind. The slave family has lost its only sustenance. Now it is helpless and doing the most despicable menial work in the fourth prince's house..."
"what do you want?"
"I want to go back! Return to the Fourth Prince's Mansion and be the mistress of the Fourth Prince's Mansion!"
Yelvda gave a strange laugh: "It's because you failed to live up to expectations and failed to seize the opportunity. Now, how can you go back?"
"So I need you to give me a medicine."
"What medicine?"
"Let the Fourth Prince charm me and make me the princess, so that I can give birth to a son for the Fourth Prince."
"Yelü Guanyin, you are crazy."
As a high-ranking noble of the original Liao Kingdom, her family occupied an important position in the Yelu family. Yelu Dayong was the prince and her uncle from the same clan.
"I'm not crazy, Prince, uncle. You are the only hope of Daliao and the king of Daliao. I am willing to be your right-hand man. Now the fourth prince has the power in the world. If you can help me ascend to the throne of the princess, slave I will definitely join hands with you to restore our country, Liao, and I will serve you throughout my life. The slave family has suffered enough from the destruction of their country and their family, and no matter how painful it is, they will grit their teeth and persevere... "
Yelu Dayong fell into deep thought. Over the years, he had been pursuing the dream of restoring the country and never refused any opportunity for cooperation. It was not that he had not considered Yelu Guanyin before, but at the time Yelu Guanyin purely wanted to preserve the glory and wealth of the Fourth Prince's Mansion. She is unwilling to cooperate with him. Now that she is desperate, her state of mind has also changed greatly. It would be a good thing if she can help her become the Princess of Yue and open up a gap in the fourth prince.
"Okay, good. Get up."
Yelu Guanyin only felt a strong push and stood up on her own.
"Yelü Guanyin, since you are planning to re-enter the Fourth Prince's Mansion, do you have any preparations?"
"Yes. The fourth prince is a fanatical war fighter. What he loves most is to roam the enemy's land, kill the men of the enemy's country, and plunder their wives, children, and treasures. Now that the Song and Jin Dynasties are negotiating, his temperament , you won’t be bored.”
"Okay, your mission is to find out about his war with the Song Dynasty, and it is best to provoke him to start another war between the Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty."
Yelu Guanyin nodded: "I understand."
Only during the Song and Jin Dynasties were the wars endless, and the more severe the fighting, the better. In this way, in the troubled times, the Liao Kingdom really had a chance to revive.
"When a woman takes revenge, she must remember that she must not have true feelings for her enemy."