They rescued the girls in the village, but what was different from what Wang Zhaozhen thought was that the elder of the barbarian who received them and could speak Chinese seemed to be his grandson who rescued the girl from their village by the group of Wang Zhaozhen. The daughter's daughter is not happy.
Knowing that this girl was actually not forcibly looted, but they were sent to the other side, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen was a little surprised, he said: "Your granddaughter gave it to the government, what about your daughter?" After that, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen frowned. .
"I will take care of her, her mother..." The elder replied after being silent for a while: "So you can rest assured that my granddaughter is voluntary. Of course we are grateful that you can bring back my Baiyue..."
When the letter king Zhao Zhen said that they would ask them to come up with a guide to point out a shortcut. The other party was silent for a moment, and he stroked Baiyue's hair and said, "Of course, if I don't want to stay and lead everyone to resist, I actually hope I can act as your guide for you. Compared with other people, I am more familiar with this forest. , I hope you can forgive me..."
Everyone was silent, "Where is her mother?" But only Ji Qianqian frowned and asked. The letter king Zhao Zhen saw the little girl gripping her father Ding Dakuan's lichen corner tightly, and her heart moved slightly.
The village elder sighed and replied with some recollection: "Baiyue's mother used to be the most beautiful girl in our village, and she was also the happiest girl when she married Ding Dakuan. It is a pity that in the last'suppression of bandits', To protect others... died..."
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen grinds his teeth. Of course he knows what those officials and bandits are. In many areas, the army of officials and bandits regarded the conquest of the barbarians as bandits.
In fact, today, except in remote areas, you rarely see the most fierce barbarian armies.
And the so-called “barbarians” such as the ethnic minorities in this village are just people who do not lead them. In order to satisfy their perverted hobbies, they just want to kill people indiscriminately.
"Okay." Xinwang Zhao Zhen nodded finally and said: "Since you have already decided. I naturally don't object, but this matter is not a trivial matter after all. How long do you need to prepare?"
The village elder nodded and said, "My lord, there are other issues that there is nothing to worry about. But I want to remind you that maybe you are not familiar with the forest behind us. In fact, after entering autumn, , This forest will become very dangerous. Especially as winter approaches, animals will become more aggressive because of hunger. In fact, I suggest... take a long detour... ”
"It doesn't matter," Xinwang Zhao Zhen interrupted him: "As long as you pass us through the forest, we just want to pass through the forest. As for the rest... we can solve it."
The old man was startled, opened his mouth but said nothing.
The elder of the village thought for a while. Although he had not doubted whether these people had other intentions, but from the description of the little girl, the other party was completely capable of razing their village to the ground, so it seemed that there was no conspiracy. The need for trickery.
What's more, they also destroyed a whole group of cavalry of Han Chinese officials and bandits.
The old man would inevitably be frightened when he thinks of this. But at the same time, he is also worried and afraid. He is different from the young people in the village. His knowledge tells him that Commander Mo will never let it go. I am afraid that revenge will follow soon.
At that time, how should the village resist
Therefore, he originally wanted to keep Xinwang Zhao Zhen and his party, at least for these few days. It's a pity that when he spoke, he was blocked by the other side's guard. This made him involuntarily have an idea that this pedestrian doesn't care about their life or death, just wants to make a deal with them.
However, the old man weighed this transaction, and it seemed that they were not qualified to refuse. Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing more deeply, looking a little helpless.
"I see, my lord." The old man crouched and replied helplessly: "I will make arrangements for the adults as soon as possible, please rest assured."
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen listened to these words without making any changes, but just nodded.
Seeing the back of the barbarian elder and his group leaving, Xinwang Zhao Zhen finally felt relieved. But he couldn't help but sighed. Why didn't he understand the elder's worry, but he didn't have time to stay.
Besides, staying is not necessarily useful.
He didn't mind telling Mo Commander that all of this was done by him, but he couldn't guarantee that the moody Mo Commander would not be angry because of that scum. It should be said that anger is almost inevitable.
"Xinwang Zhao Zhen, can we help them?" Luo Yueer pulled his sleeve aside.
"Unless they are willing to go with us, but even then we can't provide them with enough food. The only place nearby where you can purchase food is in the territory of Mo led, but Luo Yueer do you think he will provide it to us?" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen asked calmly.
Luo Yueer's eyes flashed. "I'll stay." Ma Yueying sat aside, pressing her halberd on her shoulders, turning her head to look at Xinwang Zhao Zhen.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen touched her forehead, and in the same places on Ma Yueying's temples and eye circles, the black purple was spreading like a shadow. Everyone knew that she was having nightmares every night and could hardly breathe, but the girl didn't mention her situation a word when she was awake. The medicinal power of that kind of medicine was indeed powerful, which made Xin Wang Zhao Zhen very helpless.
"You can't stay, Ma Yueying." He sighed and replied: "I don't even dare to let you be too far away from me. You have to spend a few months here, whether it is to you or to these people. It’s all too dangerous."
The girl gritted her teeth and sighed softly, as if she didn't care about her state. But what Wang Zhaozhen said touched her. She really couldn't stay, otherwise once she became unconscious, these people would not escape death.
Ji Qianqian looked at everyone here without saying a word. Although she didn't like barbarians, she couldn't help but clenched her fists in the face of this scene.
At this time, the letter king Zhao Zhen on one side stood up, he straightened his blue coat, and then heaved a sigh of relief. Looking around, he said, "I'll go for a walk."
Everyone was taken aback. In their impression, the young prince did not seem to be a person who likes to wander around. He must have something to do. However, Wang Zhaozhen saw that Cui Hu and Ma Yueying were about to follow up subconsciously, and hurriedly stretched out his hands and said, "Cui Hu, Ma Yueying, you stay. Let me be alone for a while, and you also have a good rest and prepare for the next step. Go north. We were found by the golden men. We must guard against their dark hands, so I chose the hard-to-walk forest. Therefore, I need you to rest and protect our people."
Cui Hu and Ma Yueying were slightly startled.
Just be alone? Does the letter king Zhao Zhen have concerns? What are you still worried about
There is a custom among the barbarians, that is, they set the most important meeting place in the ancestral temple in order to pray for the blessing of the ancestors.
It seems that the soul of the ancestor can experience each time with the living, determining the moment of life and death of a tribe. At the same time, bless the living.
However, at this moment, a dispute has ushered in this sacred ancestral temple.
"I don't agree!" A young man shook his head and said, "Bai Yue was rescued with great difficulty. This shows that God does not want to see such a result, but now we are sending her back. What is this
"If you don't send it back, we'll all have to die!" a thin middle-aged man said gloomily, "Of course, we don't want to, but we have no choice."
He gritted his teeth and said: "Don't we have seen life and death not enough, Baiyue's mother also left this world for the same reason, but all this is for the desire of others to live, this is our people's reproduction The sacred responsibility of going down."
"Of course, if one day the tribe needs me to complete this task, I will say the same." He glanced at the young man and said: "Now we need persistence and calmness. Don't forget, the tribe does not rely on impulse. Hold on to this day."
"Ding Dakuan, Bai Yue is your daughter. Tell me about it." He turned his head. Ding Dakuan embraced his arms, but said nothing.
"Is there no other way?" The young man gritted his teeth and asked, "How can we give away our compatriots?"
"How about we enter the forest."
The elder shook his head, the crops in the field have not yet been harvested, and now the tribesmen hiding in the forest can only face death from freezing and starvation.
"Then just watch Baiyue go to die?"
"You can't say that. Lord Mo said that he wants to adopt Baiyue as an adopted daughter. Didn't he say that last time, as long as Baiyue is sent there, not only we don't need to hide in the forest, but we can also become real citizens of the Song Dynasty..."
Someone in the crowd whispered.
Everyone was silent for a while, accepting Baiyue as an adopted daughter? Everyone knows that this is just a deception. How can a court general adopt a barbarian.
What's more, how dirty the gentry and tycoons of the Han people are is a fact that everyone knows.
"Don't you feel ashamed to say such a thing?" the young man said coldly.
"That's how it is said, but isn't this also a no-brainer. Or if the elder thinks it's worth it, it's a big deal for us to fight with those guys, elder?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly.
The disputes in the ancestral temple gradually became louder and louder, and even spread outside the ancestral temple.
The letter king Zhao Zhen listened quietly, sitting quietly on a rock, quietly looking at the little girl with long hair like a waterfall squatting next to him. The latter stared blankly at the leaves on the ground, with a calm expression, as if he hadn't heard the quarrel in the house...
"Bai Yue," Xin Wang Zhao Zhen finally asked: "You can understand what I'm saying, right?"
The little girl was startled slightly. She raised her head and looked at him with brown eyes, a little surprised.
"Sorry... I'm sorry, brother..." She replied laboriously, but this time it was in Chinese.
"It's okay." Xinwang Zhao Zhen shook his head. He said: "I know that at that time you pretended to be dumb and spoke the native language that we didn't understand, to protect yourself. It seems that Baiyue is a very smart child."
The little girl smiled slightly, sweetly.
Then she thought for a while and said, "Big Brother... Brother, I... replace Dad and take you into... the forest, okay? I also know... the way of the forest... Mom, I taught me... "
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen felt his heart soft, but he sighed slightly and shook his head.
"Bai Yue, even if you take us into the forest, even if you are not here, the Lord Commander Mo will still find him, do you understand?" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen said.
Bai Yue froze for a moment, and soon her expression dimmed.
"I'm sorry." Xinwang Zhao Zhen whispered. The little girl bit her lip.
But at this time, the quarrel in the ancestral temple became intense.
With a loud'bang', the young man slapped his hands on the table made of pine boards, and the veins burst. "I don't agree!" He red eyes and gritted his teeth angrily: "Bai Yue is still a child, and we are men in the tribe, men, do you have to live by exchanging the life of a child?" "You Can it be done?" "Can it? Don't you feel ashamed?"
The young people's roar echoed in the ancestral temple. For a while, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to respond. The middle-aged man embraced his arms and remained silent, while the elder sighed slightly. He raised his head and blinked his old, muddy eyes vigorously.
Everyone took a deep breath.
"Who is that?" Xinwang Zhao Zhen asked, looking at the direction of the ancestral temple.
"Brother Wang Fu." The little girl replied in Chinese lowly. She blinked her eyes and her voice was as crisp as a silver bell.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen nodded, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
At this time, the room in the Ancestral Temple fell silent for a while.
"Enough." The thin middle-aged man sighed for a long time. He shook his head and said: "Wang Fu, you have said enough, don't hurt everyone anymore."
"Uncle Tie." Young clenched his fists.
"Enough is enough, why don't we understand. But we are barbarians in the eyes of the Han people, do you understand? This is the destiny we carry, life and death, we cannot choose by ourselves."
"Wang Fu, do you remember those people who died in the forest?" the middle-aged man asked in a low voice.
The young man was taken aback for a moment, but he couldn't utter a syllable of what he wanted to say. I could only bite my upper lip tightly, raised my head and took a deep breath, and blinked his red eyes: "Of course, my father..."
"He is to keep you alive, child." The elder sighed.
"I know." Wang Fu said.
"Every one of us is." The middle-aged man replied, "So please consider our actual situation, as well as the goals and hopes of those who died."
"In the legend of our people, the souls of our ancestors are also watching us in this forest. They are fighting, bleeding, and sacrificing from generation to generation, but they don't let us bury it all on impulse."
"Do you understand?" he asked every word.
The air in the room seemed to freeze, and someone was sobbing.
"I... understand." Wang Fu said with difficulty.
"But, don't we just live forever like this. What's the point? People are not just living like dogs, it's enough." Wang Fubie wiped his eyes and choked, "If you want to Can you give up everything while you are alive?"
"At least there is hope when I live," the middle-aged man shook his head and said, "If I can't see hope, Wang Fu, I at least hope to leave this hope to you."
"Elder, you can make a decision." The middle-aged man turned his head.
A trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the elder, and he was silent for a moment: "Okay, but none of us has the right to let other people die for us. I hope you can ask Baiyue's own opinions."
"But there is no such precedent before." Someone in the crowd said.
"That's because the people who made the choice before are all men in the clan." The elder lowered his eyelids and replied. Everyone was silent.
"But Baiyue is a child, what does she know? Are we going to leave the fate of a tribe to a child to decide, this is too hasty!" Someone in the crowd objected.
The middle-aged man's face also went cold.
"But now you also have to rely on a child to save yourself, don't you? Even if it is compelling, shouldn't you feel ashamed?" The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the darkened head in the house, and asked angrily.
"I said so, but there has never been such a precedent before. Besides, Bai Yue is the granddaughter of the elder..." someone responded in a low voice.
This sentence was like a stone thrown into the water, and the crowd couldn't help being quiet. Wang Fu, who had bowed his head earlier, was startled and reacted. He turned his head like an angry lion, staring at the person speaking in the crowd.
Wang Fu hardly believed that anyone still thought so at this moment.
"Indeed, she is not your daughter, so can you send her out without caring in exchange for your surrender?" Wang Fujiang roared out in anger, and he roared: "You bastard, you You simply don't deserve to be called my tribe, now, you get out of me!"
His frightening gaze made the man pale and took a step back.
"You, what are you talking about, I'm just telling one fact, and it doesn't mean that there are other..." The person stammered and replied, "Besides, it's not impossible. You can guarantee that the elders don't think so. Are you? Are you an elder?"
The elder glanced here and said nothing.
Wang Fu clenched his fists, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, just about to explode. But at this time, a small, weak voice penetrated the silence in the long room for a moment: "Don't make a noise!"
The door of the ancestral temple has been pushed open at some point.
Baiyue, wearing a linen skirt, stood outside the door, the little girl clenched her hands into fists, almost exhausted her whole body to shout these words.
"Everyone, don't make a noise..." The teardrops in her eyes couldn't stop falling; the little girl looked at everyone with teary eyes and whimpered into the longhouse: "Sorry, Dad, grandpa, sorry, it's all Baiyue not good… "
All of a sudden. Except for the cry of Little Girl Baiyue, there was silence in the long room.
The middle-aged man was silent. He stood up silently, walked slowly to Bai Yue's side, squatted down and hugged the little girl and said in a low voice: "Sorry Baiyue, we have troubled you, we really deserve to die."
The one in the middle of the crowd suddenly hugged his head, and started crying all by himself.
For a time, everyone was speechless.
Only the elder's eyes fell on the ancestral temple.