Hua Rong was bored. She didn't want to lie in bed in a coma, so she had to read the plundered books alone in the room.
It was not until evening that Jin Wushu finally arrived.
The latch of the inner door has been broken, and only a temporary curtain has been hung.
As soon as he lifted the curtain, Hua Rong looked up at him and saw that he had changed into new clothes, which was exactly what he called "Dongpo clothes". A bright yellow nine-turn pearl and jade belt was tied around his waist, which made him look even longer. Stand upright, suave and charming.
Hua Rong saw that he was still holding a folding fan and thought to himself, this man never leaves his hand to fan in the winter. He doesn't know if he is crowned by the monkey.
"Hua Rong, are you feeling better?"
Hua Rong ignored him and just flipped through a book of Tang Dynasty romances.
Jin Wushu coughed, looked at her condescendingly, and said sarcastically: "Miss Hua, from now on, these books will be kept in the Imperial Palace of the Kingdom of Jin for eternity. If you want to read them, you can only marry me..."
Hua Rong put down the book and looked at him indifferently: "Jin Wushu, don't you claim to be proficient in the history of the Southern Dynasties? From the Qin Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, whose family has lasted for thousands of generations? How could you know it was not him who owns the palace objects of the Jin Kingdom today? When the enemy swept across with iron hoofs?"
"Okay, well said! A child can be taught and knows how to rise and fall, unlike you, the courteous minister of the Song Dynasty, who keeps claiming that the emperor will live forever, and when he surrenders, he can run faster than anyone else..."
"However, even if they are replaced, I hope that they will be replaced by the Song people themselves, rather than being invaded by foreigners. The Jin people looted and plundered wantonly. If they were to be ruled by you, they would be completely trapped in a pit of fire..."
Jin Wushu didn't answer, and leisurely sat down on a chair next to her, took out a volume of calligraphy and painting from the cabinet next to her, and spread it out: "Hua Rong, look..."
A painting unfolded before her.
The inscription under the painting is "Xiling Xing Xiao Zhou Hou Tu".
"Hua Rong, do you know who is in the painting?"
Hua Rong looked away, feeling that the blood all over her body was boiling as if it was about to drop drop by drop. She naturally knew what this meant. "Xiling" was the name of Song Taizong in this dynasty, because after his death, he was buried in Yongxian, Gong County, Henan. Xiling. Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi killed his brother Zhao Kuangyin and succeeded to the throne, and arrested the defeated monarch - the late Tang Emperor Li Yu, a great poet, and his queen Xiao Zhou. Li Yu was arrested and lamented all day "When are the spring flowers and autumn moons, past events "How much do you know?" But the queen was unable to protect herself. In order to show the power of the winner, she even found a painter!
Shameless act, outrageous!
"This is something that was collected from the treasure house of the Song Dynasty on the day the city was destroyed. The Song Dynasty is known as a state of etiquette. See how your emperor treats the concubines and princesses of the defeated countries? The successful king and the defeated bandits are dignified. The Emperor of the Song Dynasty was so shameless, Hua Rong, guess what, at the beginning, did Zhao Guangyi think that his descendants would be treated more horribly than this? "
"Winning kings and defeating bandits. When the Song Dynasty destroyed Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty and Meng Chang of the Western Shu Dynasty, didn't they transport gold, silver, treasures, beauties and actresses back to the Song Dynasty palace in huge quantities? Why is the Song Dynasty a country of etiquette? Others Are you a shameless thief? In war, there is only victory and defeat, and there is no distinction between benevolence and justice!”
Hua Rong couldn't refute a word. He closed his eyes and slumped down on the chair. The last will to survive in his heart was shattered. He clearly realized that he had fallen into Jin Wushu's hands and would not die, just like Xiao Zhouhou. fate!
Because she had already learned from Jin Wushu that once the captured women left the military camp, they would be sent to the "Laundry Bureau" in Shangjing of Jin Kingdom!
Jin Wushu saw her slumped on the chair, huddled up, eyes closed, face expressionless. Men and women, like both sides of the battle, focus on the heart. Seeing her after this intimidation, no matter how strong a woman was, she had already lost her temper. I was frightened, but I couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
However, he soon discovered that something was wrong, and he saw that her face was getting paler and paler, and although she remained calm, there was faint sweat on her forehead.
He was startled, and suddenly pulled her up with his hand. Hearing a muffled scream, he realized that she had quietly opened the wrapped wound, and fiercely took out a handful of black blood in her hand. Something was smeared on it, making it dripping with blood, and it had already stained the skirt of her covered clothes red...
He shouted: "Are you crazy? Applying such poisonous things to wounds will kill people if they become infected... You will die..."
But she laughed: "Even if a thousand arrows pierce my heart, it is better than being humiliated by a thief like you..."
"You're crazy! I won't humiliate you, and I will never send you to 'Runjia'... Madman, why don't you even believe in me? I treat you like this in vain..."
"Who believes you, a dog... thief..."
Before he finished speaking, the pain was unbearable and he fainted.
Jin Wushu suddenly picked her up and shouted, Wu Qimai rushed in with a knife: "Fourth Prince, what's wrong with you..."
"Quickly, go get my wild ginseng nine dew ointment..."
Wu Qimai hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Jin Wushu's glaring eyes, he immediately turned around and brought out a bottle of amber plaster and a bottle of strong wine.
Jin Wushu took it and poured a bottle of strong wine onto her wound. Hua Rong felt the sting and her body twitched, then she woke up, let out a low cry, and fainted again from the pain.
The strong wine scrubbed the wound, and he poured the bottle of amber ointment and began to apply it. Wu Qimai finally couldn't help but said: "Fourth Prince, if this holy healing medicine is used up like this..."
"When I was young, I learned martial arts from a master in the Southern Dynasties. He gave me this medicine. After that, I went into battle and suffered dozens of injuries, large and small, but I relied on it to bring me back to life. My master once warned me not to poison the people of the Song Dynasty. However, I have been ordered to hunt down Zhao Deji. , One general's success will lead to thousands of bones... Sigh, now, I use it to save the woman of the Southern Dynasty, and it can be considered as compensation for the original oath..." He looked at the big beads of sweat rolling down Hua Rong's forehead, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: " There are such stubborn women in the world. She can endure it more by attacking herself than by inflicting torture on her enemies. Guan Yunchang can only scrape his bones to heal his wounds... Oh, is following me really more painful than death? "
Wu Qimai was also quite moved. Nomads advocated force the most. He saw that Hua Rong Divine Arrow was rare. As a woman, in order to maintain her reputation, it was even more shocking to do such a cruel thing to her.
"Alas, it would be difficult to deal with everyone in the Song Dynasty if they were like this!"
"It's a pity that the Song Dynasty is too greedy for life and afraid of death, and there is nothing to be afraid of!"
Wu Qimai lowered his voice and said, "Yesterday, the Second Prince asked about Miss Hua again..."
"How to say?"
"He said that the eldest prince also knew about this, and asked you to put her to death immediately, otherwise, you will take advantage of it and execute her by force..."
"If they hadn't been threatening them step by step, how could Hua Rong commit suicide again and again? This prince has endured it for so long. If anyone dares to come and provoke me again, don't blame me for being rude. How many times have I ever interfered with their women? Wu Qimai, You have been on heightened alert these days. If Hua Rong encounters any problems, I will ask you!"
Wu Qimai had also completely understood at this time that the young and energetic fourth prince was really infatuated with that woman. Not to mention punishment, even a small thing like changing clothes would not force her anymore. He heard that Jin Wushu was completely angry He bowed and said: "Now the eldest prince and the second prince have unanimously agreed that you should execute Hua Rong. If you persist in going your own way, you may cause more trouble, so it is better to do it expediently..."
"No! Hua Rong doesn't need to change her clothes, because I think she looks good in Southern Dynasty clothes! I, the prince, am also wearing Southern Dynasty clothes now, are he going to kill me too?"
Wu Qimai did not dare to say any more.
"Start immediately and dispatch a team of guards to guard her. No one is allowed to approach her while I am away!"
"It's easy to say that the second prince, but the eldest prince has always been at odds with you. Now he is about to return to the court. If you anger him, you must not tell your slanderous words in front of the old wolf Lord..."
Jin Wushu sneered: "I want to see what slander he has to say!" He waved his hand, "Why do other people know about it when there is some trouble in this prince's account? Let's check immediately to find out who leaked it. Get rid of the news! From now on, anyone who dares to tip off the information will be killed without mercy."
"yes."
Berlin city.
At the garrison camp, a huge flag banner was erected with a large Chinese character "Yue" written on it. Four soldiers were patrolling around with guns in hand in high spirits.
After a while, they saw their general, Yue Pengju, who had recently defeated the Jin army for more than ten games in a row, coming from the opposite side. Yue Pengju was strict in running the army. He always took the lead when going into battle to kill the enemy. He also patrolled very seriously. Although his subordinates were only a few Although he had thousands of soldiers and horses, he gained the trust and importance of the veteran general Zongze, and sent him to temporarily join the general Du Chong to fight. Although his official rank was far lower than that of Du Chong, his prestige was far above that of Du Chong.
Seeing that their superiors are dedicated to their work, subordinates will not dare to be disrespectful, and they will not dare to make any oversights during patrols.
It was already dark. Yue Pengju returned to the camp, had a meal, and read the military manual for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, he prepared to take a rest. He stood up and saw the moonlight filling the window, and his heart suddenly felt sour.
He raised his head to look at the bright moon and lowered his head to miss his hometown - he didn't miss his hometown, but he thought of people, sister, where is she now? Did he stay with the Ninth Prince with peace of mind, or did he drift to other places
It's like a messy thing is about to jump out of my heart, eagerness, regret, firmness, determination... all gathered into a huge fireball, which will soon ignite my heart and burn it to ashes.
His legs felt very heavy, as if they were being dragged to get to the house.
There was a lamp burning in the room, and sitting there was a beautifully dressed woman.
Yue Pengju was shocked and thought he had gone to the wrong room. When he saw clearly, he shouted: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"