However, King Qin would never run away like this. The thousands of elites he trained, especially the silver taels. As many as 150,000 taels, it was not easy to pass under the eyes of the defenders of Song and Jin. Qin The king can give up everything, but he will never give up these.
When he first got the exact news about the treasure, he was surprised and immediately sent Hailing to attack. However, he also knew that maybe this was just a bait. King Qin had always been like this. He didn't believe it at first. The treasure will be so easy to find.
Sure enough, because of this delay, King Qin probably escaped the pursuit and search of the Jin army along the way and had already reached the border. King Qin was indeed a ruthless character, but he forgot who he was fighting. It was the turn of the strategy, He is just a pirate. It's not that easy to do all the tricks in front of him.
Never before had he been so exhausted and overwhelmed by the bumps on the horse. War was also a kind of load. Behind him, Wu Qimai and other guards looked at him worriedly, not understanding what was happening at all. Originally, The battle at the pass is not as good as in the mountains. Dajin sent out a large number of kidnapper horses to deal with the King of Qin. It was already killing a chicken with a bull's knife. Is the fourth prince still worried
Wu Qimai, like all the Jin troops, almost always held the hope of complete victory, and many checkpoints had been set up on the border. Not even a fly could fly out. Why should he be afraid of King Qin
He looked from behind and saw the fourth prince riding on the horse, his eyes closed tiredly, slightly, as if he had fallen asleep. Fourth prince, why is this
The wind along the way, the dew all the way, the fragrant grass rising to the sun all the way - this is still a mountain road with woods, the dew on the green grass wets the horse's hooves; Jin Wushu is on the horseback, lowers his head, and a slanting branch sweeps across the road. Cold dew dripped from the top of my head. Suddenly I thought of Su Dongpo's words:
Ice muscles and jade bones, naturally cool and sweat-free. The wind coming from the water palace is full of fragrance. The embroidered curtain is opened, and a bright moon peeks at people; people are not sleeping, leaning on pillows and hairpins with messy temples.
Standing up and holding bare hands, there is no sound in the courtyard, and sometimes I see scattered stars crossing the river. How is the night? It's the third watch of the night, the golden waves are pale, and the jade rope is turning low. But I can't tell when the west wind will come, and I don't know how to change it secretly in the passing years.
What flashed before his eyes was that woman with delicate hands and beautiful features, serving tea in a teahouse in Kaifeng City. The beauty of such a lush girl had been drained of her heroic spirit, leaving only her charm. The big golden woman had rough hands and feet. He read this briefly. When I wrote the poem, it was hard to imagine what "Bing Muscle Jade Bone" was, but after that time, I understood it.
She is equal to all beautiful poems, such as Tang poetry and Song lyrics, which are custom-made for her.
The beautiful shadows are lingering, and there is a wisp of soft fragrance, but it is the figure of King Qin, rough, hateful, full of violence and ridicule - Wushu is a living turtle! Wushu Live Turtle!
His image overlaps, covers her, and even merges into one. The devil is possessed, and she is possessed by the devil.
"Kill, kill King Qin!"
"Kill, kill Hua Rong!!!"
He shouted loudly and suddenly woke up.
"Fourth Prince, don't worry, King Qin will definitely not be able to escape."
He was startled, it turned out that he was just pretending to be asleep and was stupefied by a nightmare. He was so tired on horseback. It turned out that he was really old. He thought, Lu Wenlong had always pitied his mother, but who would pity him
Wu Qimai whispered with a smile: "Congratulations to the fourth prince, you have a successor. The little prince is still waiting for you to return..."
He didn't say anything, but he immediately felt comforted in his heart. If Wu Qimai said this in the past, he would definitely stop him, but today, he just glanced at the guard gratefully. After all, he was an old servant who had been following him for a long time. More or less, He knows his own heart best and is more considerate than any woman.
Before despair comes, there is finally a glimmer of hope. After all, blood is thicker than water. Perhaps, this is God's greatest comfort to me
There was a smile on Jin Wushu's lips, but also hatred, as if the culprit of all this was the King of Qin. As long as he killed the King of Qin, everything would be over. Just like when he killed Yue Pengju, the world was at peace. He held tightly Holding on to the reins and waving the whip, the black horse moved forward at great speed.
This time, no matter how you want to capture King Qin, you must kill King Qin for public or private reasons!
The further you go, the flatter and more desolate the terrain becomes.
Occasionally, a tall tree was gnawed bare, and now even the prairie dogs could no longer see it. There was an empty sentry in front of it, usually no one, and people could come and go freely. But today, it was obviously golden. The military base is guarded. According to King Qin's many years of experience, you can just wait until it's dark and make a sneak attack, then force your way out.
Everyone stopped and chose the most secluded position, the highest point, just waiting for nightfall to break out.
Hua Rong stood on the high ground, looking ahead in the distance. In her sight, there were rolling mountains in the border of Song Dynasty. The sky was so blue, and the clouds were swaying. She suddenly thought of her hometown, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and a small river flowing in front of it. , covered with wild reeds. When the reeds mature, pick a handful of reed flowers, hold them in your hand, and blow on them, and they will fly like snowflakes, filling the sky. Many little girls of the same age are chasing after them, and they are all covered with wild reeds. Carefree, like chasing colorful clouds one after another. The colorful clouds are blooming, and the sky is full of poplar flowers. What a beautiful scene. I have been living such a beautiful life for many years.
I have actually forgotten this kind of day for many years. My family has perished, my country has been ruined, my husband has also died, and there is nothing worth remembering about the Song Dynasty. But why should I think of my hometown at this time
She looked at the mountains in the distance with undulations and shadows. She thought, it is better than staying in the Kingdom of Jin. She thought, the ocean is better than the Kingdom of Jin, not to mention, she has her own son. One's own flesh and blood.
Beside her, King Qin was looking at the terrain, thinking about how to escape this disaster most effectively. He looked away and saw that she just lowered her head, revealing a large section of her snow-white neck, which was slender, soft and graceful. He felt a little sad. His eyes suddenly widened, his pupils shrank slightly, and his whole body suddenly became hot. He wanted to bite down on that piece of snow.
Hua Rong heard his thick breathing, raised her head, met his burning eyes, her face turned red, and she whispered angrily: "Are you stupid?"
He chuckled and quietly held her hand: "Girl, I can't wait to get married."
"snort."
His voice was unusually soft: "Girl, after passing here, we will find the little tiger head. Are you happy?"
Her smile was as bright as a flower, as if she saw her son's chubby little hands and soft voice calling "Mom, Mom" over and over again. Those were the flesh and blood of her and Peng Ju. She would never leave him again in the future. She must Raise him well and be worthy of his father's everlasting reputation.
I want to go back to the Song Dynasty, because there is still my husband’s tomb there. That’s why I want to go back so urgently.
She suddenly didn't dare to look at King Qin's fiery gaze. Until now, how could she forget that figure whom she loved so much and who died tragically? Originally, after going through so much, I thought I could take it easy! It turns out there isn’t one? Have you never forgotten it? How can we forget the dear ones we spend our whole lives forgetting
She panicked slightly, changed the topic, and sighed again: "It's a pity that Wenlong..."
The King of Qin had nothing to say. He secretly thought to that boy that he had told him so many despicable things about Jin Wushu, but he didn't listen. If he had known this, he would have just told him his life experience.
"Oh, I really regret it. If I had known this, why not tell him Jin Wushu's face. Jin Wushu is his enemy who killed his father and his mother. Let's see if he will follow that guy..."
But when he saw Hua Rong's disapproving look, he chuckled and kept silent. Whatever, if this kid didn't follow Hua Rong, it would be his fate, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.
"Jin Wushu treats children really well. If a child knows hatred but cannot take revenge, he will have no fun in his life for the rest of his life. What good will that do to him? Qin Shangcheng, it's a good thing you didn't tell him."
"You have repeatedly told me not to say anything, how dare I say it?"
Hua Rong couldn't laugh or cry when she saw how regretful he was. Looking down from the heights here, she could even see the sentry tower of the Jin Army in front of her. After passing here, she might never look back in her life. As for Lu Wenlong, maybe this I will never have the chance to see you again in my lifetime.
She felt very sad, and King Qin asked in a low voice: "Girl, what are you thinking about?"
She asked quietly: "Are you sure that batch of silver coins is safe?"
"Safe! It's a pity that Silk Silk can't be taken out, so we have to give it to Hailing..."
Most of the 250,000 silks and 100,000 silver fell into the hands of the Jin army. King Qin originally hoped that if he couldn't take it away, he would let Yelu use it for free, but he didn't expect that the Jin army would move so quickly and Yelu would not use it at all. They didn't get much benefit. They didn't know about the war at this time. Hua Rong felt a little regretful. These 250,000 taels of silver and 250,000 silks were the blood and sweat of thousands of people in the Song Dynasty, mostly from taxes in the southeast. As early as When Yue Peng was in the army, she knew that although the Fujian area in the south of the Yangtze River was rich, the people's taxes were unimaginably heavy. Even in a good harvest year, it was inevitable that they would not have enough food and clothing. Every year, they had to pay tribute to the Kingdom of Jin. Huge amount of money, why do they deserve it? Isn't it enough to have looted from the Song Dynasty in the past ten years
According to her temperament, how great would it be if all this money could be brought back to the Song Dynasty? You must know that if the Jin people get more points, they will have more weapons and financial resources to massacre the Song people. Even if it is given to the civilian volunteers scattered in the two rivers to fight against the Jin, or the refugees who have suffered from a severe drought, it is still good. Just It's a pity that more than half of it was lost first. But if it weren't for the loss, I and others wouldn't have been able to make it this far.
King Qin saw that she was upset and said in a low voice: "Girl, don't be upset. It's good that we can survive."
In fact, she was not upset, so she said, "Let's find a suitable and safe opportunity to distribute this money to the victims of the Lianghe River disaster?"
"It's up to you. Anyway, I have never done any good deeds in my life. If you want to do it, you can do it." King Qin said with great interest, "I also recognize a small anti-Jin leader in the Lianghe area. He accidentally happened to fight against the Jin army last winter. We know each other. It is inconvenient for us to come forward, so it is best to leave it to him... "
She smiled sweetly and looked at him: "Qin Shangcheng, you are really a hero this time! You have done better than anything else. When I go back, I will tell Xiao Hutou immediately. If he knows about his father, Such a hero, I wonder how happy I will be..."