She turned the horse's head and smiled faintly: "Who said I was leaving? I have to go back immediately to see my son, and by the way, I also have to see how your fourth prince will deal with Yelu Guanyin." As she spoke, her voice was already far away.
Jin Wushu was overjoyed and immediately chased after him.
A group of plain-clothed Song soldiers who came to meet them were about to leave the grassland. The leader was a dead soldier of Qin Hui. They were very vigilant. Suddenly they felt something was wrong and immediately shouted: "Everyone, be careful..."
Before the word "heart" could be spoken, cold arrows were fired at him. The soldiers had no time to react. Many of them had already fallen off their horses and screamed. Seeing that the situation was not good, the dead soldier fled after hitting his horse. Cold arrows continued to be shot from behind. He He turned over and dismounted, dodged the arrows, and ran as fast as the wind.
After running seven or eight feet away, there was a cold feeling behind him. He turned around, and saw a huge deer-cutting knife slashing at his head. He couldn't dodge, and his left shoulder had been split in half, and a section of his arm, including the leather and flesh, fell to the ground. He snorted, ignoring the pain, and slashed with the blade of his right hand.
King Qin avoided it, laughed loudly, and put a knife on his neck: "Good thief, answer me a few questions today, and maybe you can spare your life." He kicked the dead man's knee hard. On the way up, the man immediately knelt down, his face was as white as paper, and blood was pouring out of his arms.
King Qin carefully looked at his clothes, suddenly grabbed his right hand, and tore it apart violently. As expected, a strange trace similar to gossip was revealed on his arm. As early as the battle of Lin'an, he had deliberately investigated Qin Hui's death. scholar.
"As expected, you were sent by the old thief Qin Hui."
The dead man grunted, not confessing, and suddenly gritted his teeth. King Qin, with his sharp eyes and quick hands, grabbed his chin. With a strong force, his jaw immediately dislocated and he was stunned. King Qin laughed loudly: "You were still there when I killed people and set fires. Run naked! Don't try to commit suicide in front of me. If you don't tell the truth, I will torture you with eighty-one kinds of torture until every drop of blood on your body is drained. You can't die!"
The man's eyes rolled, and his whole body was in uncontrollable pain.
King Qin pinched his chin: "You are here to pick up Wang Junhua? Is Old Turtle Qin Hui accompanying you?"
"Enxiang... Enxiang him..."
King Qin pressed his hand hard: "Repay the favor? It's the old turtle."
"Old Turtle... He is still on the road, about three to four hundred miles away from here."
King Qin was shocked. Qin Hui had really arrived? However, according to Qin Hui's treacherous nature, he would never take action easily without 100% certainty.
"How many troops are there in your retinue?"
"Five thousand people."
"Nonsense, how come there are only 5,000 people?"
"There are also Tian Shizhong and Yang Wu's 200,000 troops secretly assembled and on standby..."
This is it! Qin Hui held great power and would never be in danger alone. Zhao Deji was willing to let him prepare for peace talks. Naturally, he was worried that Song Qinzong would really be established as a puppet emperor by Jin Wushu, threatening his orthodox status.
"The villains have all confessed. The heroes will spare their lives... the heroes will spare their lives..."
"You are Qin Hui's lackey. When you kill people, do you spare the lives of other people? Besides, I am not a great man, let alone a hero..." King Qin laughed loudly, and when he exerted force, his eyes popped out, and he immediately die.
He turned around and saw that the battlefield behind him had been quickly cleared. The corpses were dragged into the forest and buried, and the grassland became calm again, with no traces visible. Wang Junhua's coffin maids and attendants had been cleared by the Jin army's spies. Now, all the Song troops who were responding were wiped out. Killing, leaving no one alive. King Qin breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head, that dead girl, at this time, the news of Wang Junhua's death cannot be spread, otherwise, wouldn't all the previous efforts be wasted
An Zhigang came over and whispered: "Do you want to go find Madam right away? She seems to be with that golden dog."
"No, she is safe now."
"But, that golden dog fourth prince..."
King Qin glared: "I will naturally deal with that bastard. Without him, how could Qin Hui be willing to come?"
"But, the madam is a woman after all, and the fourth prince is also a lecher..."
King Qin spat heavily, but he was still very worried no matter what, and said bitterly: "Damn, I really don't have a moment to spare. If I had known that marrying a wife was so troublesome, I should have just found a female savage, and my life would have been easy. "
It's just that more than ten years ago, he didn't know that there were so many naked female savages in the world!
An Zhigang blinked and said very ambiguously: "Your Majesty, Sissy Sedge is the most beautiful woman, a seventeen-year-old female savage... These female savages have a unique flavor, they are sexy, and they are strong..." An Zhigang gushed. Absolutely, women in the Song Dynasty are bound by Confucian tradition. Except for fireworks women and women from good families, who dares to be wild and play all kinds of tricks in the relationship between the sexes? But these savages do not have any restraints. They naturally do whatever they want based on their instincts and primitive abilities.
"Your Majesty, I'm still thinking that if we leave in the future, I will take a few female savages home to be my concubines... Your Majesty, Sissy Sedge is so beautiful, what a pity it would be if you didn't want it? Why don't you just give it to me... "
Thinking of the sedge head full of feathers and colorful tattoos, King Qin couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, if you want it, just take it. Just be careful that she is covered in poisonous insects and will poison you to death."
"You can die under peonies and become a ghost," An Zhigang continued to shout: "Your Majesty, this place is lonely and cold, why don't you find a female savage to temporarily relieve your boredom? Besides, Madam will not know..."
King Qin glared: "You want me to be a bachelor for the rest of my life? If she finds out, won't she skin me?"
An Zhigang's face was full of horror: "No way?" On second thought, he thought of Hua Rong leaving without saying goodbye last time at sea, and he disapproved of it. He always felt that this king was good at everything, but he was a strict wife. Which man doesn't have three wives and four concubines? As long as you like the new and don't get tired of the old, do you think men should be as protective as old ladies? He didn't dare to say it, he just laughed.
King Qin didn't notice his sly smile at all, and suddenly thought of the seventeen-year-old Hua Rong. Scenes from the past came to mind. He was not good at remembering, but he remembered every bit of that year so clearly. .Hua Rong wearing a green shirt, Hua Rong writing big characters with a pen, Hua Rong carrying a bow and arrow with great energy, even Hua Rong being seriously injured and dying... With so many ties, his life has become more and more complicated. How can I get rid of such a woman again
He let out a long sigh and stood there, stunned.
A soldier hurriedly ran up: "Report to the king, soldiers from the Orochi tribe were found ahead."
King Qin waved his hand and took out a contract stone. The stone was brown, very smooth, shaped like a goose egg, and had a faint brilliance even in the daytime.
"Don't alarm them, don't have any conflict with them, let them go back."
"yes."
As soon as the soldiers left, a happy smile appeared on his face again. He had been worried about that dead girl's recklessness. What if she was tricked by Jin Wushu? It turns out that the retinue has been arranged for a long time, and he finally knows how to protect himself. Isn't it a good thing
"Your Majesty, it's time for us to go back."
"An Zhigang, be careful these days and pay close attention to Madam's movements at all times. As long as she is still in Jin Wushu's territory, you must not take it lightly."
"yes."
In the compartment of the big tent, Yelu Guanyin stayed up all night.
It was as if a storm was coming and the whole building was full of wind. She quietly put on her clothes and got up, listening to her surroundings. It was surprisingly quiet. Then she changed her clothes and quietly walked out.
The light in the small tent was still on, and the guard at the door was a little tired.
She took out a blowpipe in her hand and shook it a few times. From the blowpipe, a puff of smoke dispersed in the dark night. The two guards suddenly staggered around. She stepped lightly and entered the tent in a flash.
A lonely lamp, a person sitting alone, eyes closed, body leaning on the blanket, unable to move.
She approached quietly, holding a blowtorch, and slowly stopped three feet away.
The woman lying on the ground, her hair disheveled, seemed to be extremely tired and couldn't wake up after falling asleep.
There was a sneer on her face, it was Hua Rong! Unexpectedly, Hua Rong would be like this. Unfortunately, every day she lived, she would have one more day of pressure. She gritted her teeth and pulled out a sharp dagger from the sash on her back. She had weighed it many times before coming here. Wang Junhua is gone, and Hua Rong will be a disaster if he does not die. Now that he has the advantage, it is better to kill Hua Rong and risk being scolded or punished by the fourth prince than to leave her alive.
She raised her dagger and approached Hua Rong.
Hua Rong suddenly turned to one side and sighed.
Yelu Guanyin's heart was shocked, and when he looked carefully, he saw that she was still asleep, as if murmuring. Yelu Guanyin stood quietly for a long time, until he was sure that she was completely asleep, gritted his teeth, and stabbed Hua Rong's heart with the dagger.
With a "dang" sound, the dagger fell to the ground.
Hua Rong turned over and continued sleeping as if nothing had happened.
But Yelu Guanyin was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and she didn't even bother to pick up the dagger, so she turned around and ran away.
It wasn't until her footsteps completely disappeared that Hua Rong slowly sat upright and sighed: Yelu Guanyin, Yelu Guanyin, what kind of hatred do you and I have that you are willing to do anything to kill me? Anyway, for the sake of being slaves to the subjugation of the country, I will spare you this time. The feeling of killing is not pleasant. Even if it is the unforgivable Yelv Guanyin who commits evil together with Wang Junhua, she does not want to do it herself. Someone like Wang Junhua It’s just someone who must be killed with his own hands. Yelu Guanyin should be dealt with by the fourth prince himself.
It wasn't until Yelv Guanyin left completely that she stood up and touched her son's face. At this time, her son's face had turned a green and transparent color. She was worried, because if she continued like this, her son would not be saved. How could the fourth prince survive? How long will it take to deal with Yelv Guanyin? This is the "perfect opportunity" to show his sincerity, isn't it
She walked to the door, waved her hand, and in the darkness, two guards came forward and helped the fallen soldier down. Breathing in the fresh morning air, with the unique scent of grassland grass, was refreshing.
However, she had no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery of the grassland, and walked forward in a daze, not knowing what the most effective way would be to save her son next.
The small tent was backed by the tent, and the narrow wind-shielding valley in front was like an embroidered green bag. She stopped and felt a strange feeling behind her.
"Who, who is where?"
She turned her head, and there was silence all around.
Listening again, there is still no sound.
She shook her head, thinking she must be too tired, and everything was in danger.