The disappearance of the little county master is no trivial matter, and the National Teacher Hall has been dispatched, not to mention the major families.
The aristocratic families have dispatched the elite forces of the family one after another, striving to be able to retrieve the small county master and make great contributions.
The Han family's willingness to seek is particularly strong.
In the flower hall, the old man Han said solemnly: "This time Zhang Feng and others have neglected their duties. If we do not take guilt and make meritorious deeds to find the little county master, the monarch will blame and the Han family will be in trouble."
The Han family had already lost a mine because of the assassination of the eldest grandson of the emperor, and they could no longer be punished by the monarch a second time.
Han Lei just came back from the palace. Apart from him and Mr. Han, there is also his younger brother, Mr. Han, in the house.
The third master Han is a bastard. He spent the whole night in the concubine's room last night. He was lethargic at the moment, and Han Lei got angry when he saw it.
In terms of ability, the ten third children combined are not as good as the second child. According to his original intention, the third child should be the top package for Han Ye.
At least what the Han family lost was just a straw bag!
But because he is the old lady's direct son, even if he doesn't have to work hard or pay for the family, he can still enjoy the success!
Han Lei glared at his brother fiercely, and it took a lot of strength to resist the urge to slap him to death.
"Father." Han Lei suppressed his anger and said to Mrs. Han, "There is something strange about this."
Grandpa Han folded his hands on the handle of the cane, his eyes like a falcon: "Don't worry about whether it's strange or not, get the little county master back, and the Han family will be saved!"
Han Lei cupped his hands: "Got it, father, I'll bring someone to look for it."
Grandpa Han said meaningfully: "Remember, the Han family must find the little princess back!"
Han Lei understood: "My son understands."
"And you!" Grandpa Han looked at Third Master Han solemnly.
The third master Han was scolded by his father and stood up in a jerky manner. He raised his hand and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth: "I, I, I... I'll go too!"
Grandpa Han hated the iron and said: "Where are you going! Stay at home for me! You are not allowed to step out of the yard for a few days!"
Third Master Han was about to cry.
Why ban his feet again
Han Lei called Chu Nan and asked him to go to the barracks to select a batch of the best black wind cavalry. He would take the cavalry of the Han family to find someone in person.
"Father."
When Han Lei was about to go out, Han Ye rode his horse over.
Han Lei looked at Han Ye's pale face, and then looked at his feet tightly wrapped in gauze, and frowned: "Your injury hasn't healed yet, why did you come out?"
Han Ye endured great pain, his face was pale, but his eyes were very determined: "Father, let me go too."
"Nonsense! How do you find it like this? Didn't the doctor tell you to take care of your injuries? If someone finds out that your hamstrings are broken and your feet are crippled, do you think you can keep your status today?"
Han Lei's words pierced Han Ye's heart like a sharp knife.
Gu Changqing's sword was deadly and almost ended his martial arts career.
A monarch does not reuse a crippled person.
In order not to be discovered by the monarch, he could not even go to the National Teacher Hall for treatment!
He does not accept the fact that he has become a cripple!
He can even ride a horse!
Can take a gun! Can hold a sword!
Han Lei understood that his son who had always been arrogant and arrogant couldn't take this heavy blow, so he softened his tone and said, "Ye'er, you can stay in the house with peace of mind, as a father, he will definitely find a way to cure you."
"Really?" Han Ye's tone was a little careless.
Han Lei was anxious to convince his son, and said sternly: "It is rumored that Xuanyuan Li's hand tendons were once torn apart by the people of Jin, but hasn't he been cured by a divine healer?"
A trace of emotion flashed across Han Ye's eyes: "Is he a national teacher?"
Han Lei shook his head: "No, the National Master Hall was not built at that time, and I don't know who the genius doctor is, but if the rumors are true, then the father will definitely find him for you! Let him heal at any cost. You! Even if I ask my Han family to serve him forever, I will recognize him as a father!"
This was the first time that Han Ye felt his unreserved concern for himself from his father's eyes.
Only the second uncle would do this before.
Han Ye whispered, "It's been decades, who knows if that person is still there?"
Han Lei supported his shoulders: "Ye'er, don't be discouraged, you are the heir of the Han family, you can't give up on yourself."
Han Ye said, "I knew I was wrong, father."
Han Lei smiled gratified: "You hurry back to recuperate, and the outside affairs will be settled for my father."
Han Ye was carried back to his yard by the servants.
He was lying on the rattan chair by the door, looking at the scene in the courtyard from a distance.
Qi Xuan patted the little mosquito on his body and said to Han Ye, "Okay, don't worry about it, I'll go find it for you."
Han Ye said, "Thank you, Master."
Qi Xuan put his hands behind his back and sighed, "I don't want to watch your family have an accident either."
Han Ye pondered for a moment, then suddenly stopped him: "Master."
Qi Xuan asked, "What's the matter?"
Han Ye said in a daze: "I heard that Xiao Liulang is the teacher of the little county master. Do you think he will miss this opportunity to make contributions?"
Qi Xuan raised his eyebrows: "Do you want me to find the little princess before him?"
Han Ye lowered his eyes and pinched to death a small mosquito that fell on his leg: "I hope that if Master encounters him, he will kill him for me."
Qi Xuan smiled and said calmly, "Okay."
In the purple bamboo forest of the National Teacher's Hall, Yu He carried an ice-cold food box to the small bamboo hut in the woods.
The disciple sitting quietly at the door in the main room said: "Master Guo Shi, Yu He has sent a sweet soup to relieve the heat."
The national teacher said wearily: "Let him come in."
"Yes."
The disciple opened the bamboo curtain of the main room and nodded to Yu He.
Yu Hemai stepped in, left his shoes on the steps, and walked in slowly on the wooden floor in a clean white footclothes.
"Master." Yu He bowed.
In the National Teacher's Hall, only the direct disciples of the National Teacher are qualified to be called Master, and the rest of the disciples are all honored as the National Teacher.
Yu He looked at the turtle shell on the table and asked carefully, "Master, are you divination? Why is the hexagram like this?"
As a direct disciple, Yu He has learned a little bit of knowledge. The hexagram on the table shows that the divination has failed.
But that's weird isn't it
Is there any hexagram in this world that Master cannot predict
The national teacher said regretfully: "I can't count her hexagram, no matter how many times I try, I can't count it."
she
Could it be the little princess that Master said
That's right, only the little princess had an accident. At this juncture, except for the little princess, there is no one else worthy of Master's repeated fortune-telling.
Yu He said with a smile: "It must be too hot, Master, do you want to rest for a while?"
The national teacher sighed: "It has nothing to do with the weather, I have counted it for many years."
Master, you are exaggerating, the little princess is only four years old.
Yu He sat down opposite the Master Guo Shi, opened the lid of the food box, scooped a bowl of iced mung bean soup and presented it with both hands: "Master, here it is."
Master Guo Shi took a sip and said no more.
…
In a wing of a courtyard, the man in black and the peddler who had treated their injuries stood respectfully in the center of the room. In front of them was a man wearing a gray cloak.
The weather was sultry, so the man put down the cap of the cloak and took off the mask on his face.
He glanced at the two of them and asked, "Is everything done?"
The peddler said, "They've been caught."
The man in black added: "I just caught one more."
The hawker is speechless, if you don't speak, you will die, right
"What do you mean by catching one more?" the man asked with a frown.
The peddler hurriedly pointed to his injured thigh and said, "It's the classmate of the little princess, who came here by herself, and you can't get rid of it if you bite my leg! But don't worry, adults, the little ones have already got the news from the little princess. That is A poor child with no parents at home, only a sister who is studying in the academy next door. Even if he dies outside, no one can control him!"
The man snorted coldly: "It's best!"
The man in black hesitated for a moment, then said after deliberation, "Master, the little princess... is there really nothing to eat? It's already afternoon, and she's been hungry for a long time."
The man said lightly: "Let her suffer a little, so that the monarch will feel more distressed, and Longyan will be more angry."
The man in black murmured, "You won't be hungry, will you?"
The man said indifferently, "You won't die if you starve for a day or two. Remember to give some water at night."
The man in black: "...Yes."
In the firewood room, two small beans were squatting in the corner.
"Clear space, I'm hungry." The little princess said tearfully.
Xiao Jingkong had been awake for a while. He listened carefully to the movement outside and asked her in a low voice, "Are you still hungry?"
"Yeah." The little county chief nodded in grievance, "Candy is not very hungry."
Xiaojingkong is well received by his aunt, and has the habit of hiding snacks. In his purse, he hides a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus candy and a small packet of candied fruit.
The little princess just now shouted that she was hungry. He had already eaten more than half of it for her, leaving only three pieces of candy and two candied fruits.
Xiao Jingkong took another piece of candy and a candied fruit for her: "No more. We don't know when we will be able to go home, and the rest will be left for you to eat at night."
"Yeah." The little princess nodded obediently, grabbing the candied fruit with one small hand and the sweet-scented osmanthus with the other.
"Why don't you eat?" she asked.
Xiao Jingkong patted his belly: "I have a lot of meat, so it's fine if I don't eat a meal."
The little princess thought for a while, but still handed the larger-looking sweet-scented osmanthus to him: "This, you eat."
She can't eat all the time by herself, Xiao Jingkong doesn't eat anything.
This little sugar isn't enough to stuff my teeth.
—Thinking of Xiao Qingkong, who used to have to snatch the little monks to eat every meal to be full.
"You can eat it." Xiao Jingkong stuffed the candy into her mouth.
"Hmm..." The little princess was stuffed all over his mouth.
Woohoo, sweet-scented osmanthus is so delicious.
Xiaojingkong's ear is very good, he can hear that there is no one in the yard at the moment.
He looked at the little princess: "Xiaoxue, shall we escape?"
The little princess who just put the candied fruit in his mouth puffed out his cheeks, and looked at him like a chubby squirrel: "How to escape?"
The small headroom came to the door. The door of the firewood room was open to the side, with a copper lock on the outside, and there was a narrow door gap.
Xiaojingkong is a child. His skeleton is very small, and his flesh can be squeezed. With a swipe, his little hand grabbed something and slipped out of the door.
Then I heard the door lock click twice, and the copper lock was pried open.
Little County Master Xingyan: "Wow! Clearance, you are amazing!"
Empty also feels great.
"Learn from brother Chengfeng," he said.
"Who is Brother Chengfeng?" the little princess asked.
My current "sister"—
Xiao Jingkong said, "A brother, I'll take you to see him another day."
"Okay, okay!"
The little princess was shocked by Xiao Jingkong's magical skills, and suddenly forgot what a dangerous thing they were doing.
Xiao Qingkong pushed open the door of the firewood room, and brought the little princess to the yard, finding a suitable position for climbing over the wall.
He said to the little county master: "There is a tree here, we will climb the tree first and then we will be able to climb over the wall."
The little princess bowed his head, right his little finger, and said in a very low voice, "But I can't climb trees."
Xiao Jingkong thought for a while, then ran back to the firewood room and came out with a rope.
"You grab the rope and I'll pull you up."
The little princess: "I can't catch it."
Small Clearance: "… "
"Okay, then I can only tie you up first."
Xiao Qingkong tied one end of the rope to the waist of the little princess, and the other end to his own waist.
Then he went up to the tree, jumped on the wall, and pulled the little princess up.
Ordinary five-year-olds don't have the strength he has.
He practiced the basic skills every day and laid a very solid foundation. He also practiced the boxing techniques taught by the little chicken monkey, and his physical fitness was greatly improved.
"I'll put you down now." Xiao Qingkong tightened the reins and put the little princess on the other side of the wall little by little.
After the man in black and the peddler came out of the main house, they raised their hands and tugged at the placket of their clothes.
too hot.
Sweaty.
The hawker said: "Quickly go and see how the little princess is doing. The firewood house is so stuffy, don't faint from the heat."
The two went to the firewood room together.
As a result, I was surprised to find that the lock had been picked up, and the two small beans in the house were gone!
The man in black suddenly changed color: "Who let them go!"
The peddler frowned and said, "Let's go? This yard is full of our people! Who should you ask who rescued them!"
"Damn it!" The man in black gritted his teeth, suddenly his ears moved, and he looked at the wall suddenly, "Who is it!"
The peddler jumped up on the wall with his toes. He looked around and found a rope in the grass not far away.
It's the rope of their woodshed.
The man in black crossed the wall and came to the hawker: "Have you found anything?"
The hawker looked at the large sorghum field in front of him, and finally found a child's footprint in a very hidden mud puddle.
Judging from the direction of the toes, it was going to the sorghum field.
The peddler said coldly, "Chase!"
The peddler and the man in black chased the sorghum field.
"Clearance, why did you just run to the sorghum field? You want to step on the puddle with my shoes?"
"This is a trick, also called a trick to confuse the enemy, to make them think we're going over there, but we're actually going this way!"
The two little peas slid into the woods.
Jiaojiao will definitely come to him.
Until then, he just had to find a place to hide himself.
…
The men in black and the peddler searched the entire sorghum field before realizing they had been tricked.
There is nothing in the sorghum field!
There was no figure, not even a trace of someone hurriedly passing by!
In addition, the hawkers realized an even more irritating problem: "No one came to save them, they ran away on their own!"
The man in black asked, "Why did you say this?"
The hawker snorted coldly: "If someone really found the courtyard, do you think that after so long, no government officials will come to search it?"
The man in black suddenly realized.
The peddler's eyes were full of fierce light: "It must be that stinky boy! When I catch him, I have to kill him!"
The two chased the forest.
The forest is full of towering trees, the branches and leaves shade the sun, and even the temperature is much cooler than outside.
The man in black said as he walked, "Actually, we don't have to find the little princess, we can also let other noble families find it. Anyway, our purpose is not to make a contribution to this matter."
The hawker said: "We can not take this credit, but we must ensure that the Han family can't get it! If they find the little county master to atone for their sins, then what's the point of what we have done!"
The man in black thought thoughtfully: "That's right."
The hawker said: "The last time we can't cheap the Han family, it's better that we take the credit ourselves."
While speaking, the two walked further and further apart.
On a hundred-year-old plane tree, a middle-aged man in his early forties swept down with a guard.
The middle-aged man looked at a big tree opposite: "Patriarch Yang, isn't it hot on the tree? Is it still hiding?"
There was silence on the branches for a moment, and a man of 50 in navy blue brocade clothes was brought back to the ground by two guards.
He greeted the middle-aged man indifferently, "Patriarch Dong."
The middle-aged man who was called the head of the Dong family smiled and looked around in all directions: "Everyone, come out, there are many mosquitoes in this forest, it's not worth it to hide behind a tree and get bitten."
As soon as he finished speaking, three more men came one after another with their guards either from the tree or behind the tree.
Patriarch Dong smiled and glanced at the three of them one by one: "Master Chen, Master Du, Brother Feng, and Boy Feng."
The first three were about the same age as the Dong family master, and they were all in their prime. The Dudufeng family master was only twenty-three years old this year, and he was the youngest family master in the ten aristocratic families.
It's not that he is very capable, but that the elders of the Feng family are gone, and only he and his direct brother are left to depend on each other and support the precarious family.
The owner of Dong family smiled and said with a pleasant smile: "It seems that everyone is staring at them from the time they entered the woods, so everyone must have heard what they said just now. I might as well give everyone a thorough understanding. The man dressed as a hawker is The masters that the Mu family invited from the underground martial arts field a few years ago are very light."
Lord Chen said: "So this is what the Mu family did, and the Mu family wants to deal with the Han family?"
Patriarch Dong smiled and said, "It seems like this at the moment."
Master Du asked, "Why did the Mu family do this?"
The owner of the Dong family smiled: "As soon as something happened to Concubine Wan, the Mu family started to attack the Han family, and everyone didn't think it had anything to do with it?"
Lord Feng became violent: "You can say that Concubine Wan was framed by Concubine Han!"
Patriarch Dong's smile did not change: "You said this, I didn't say it."
"You—" Master Feng choked.
Among the ten masters, Dong family master is a famous laughing fox.
Talking to him is the easiest way to step on the pit.
The head of the Dong family smiled and said, "Except for the Mu family, the Wang family, the Su family, and the Han family, the rest of the aristocratic families are here. I have a suggestion, I don't know if you want to hear it."
Mr. Feng annoyed him the most, and he could hold back several farts in one sentence: "Speak up if you have something to say!"
Let it go!
The eyes of the head of the Dong family swept away from everyone: "The Mu family is in-laws with the Wang family and the Su family. If something goes wrong with the Mu family, it will be difficult for the two families to clean up, even if they are not angered by the monarch, they will definitely not be able to tell the difference. any good."
Lord Feng annoyed him to death: "What are you trying to say?"
The Dong family leader put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "The Mu family has committed a capital crime to capture the small county master, and the Han family's ineffective protection is also a crime of dereliction of duty, but these alone are not enough to overthrow the two families. One... I mean what if... the little princess had an accident? Can these two families... still survive?"
Master Du frowned: "What do you mean—"
Patriarch Dong's smile gradually became sullen: "I mean, instead of the six of us fighting for the credit of retrieving the little county lord, we might as well kill the Mu and Han families and directly divide them up. The power! This will not hurt the peace, but also allows everyone to take advantage."
The oldest Yang family at the scene smiled: "Laughing fox, you really are ruthless."
Patriarch Dong glanced at him and said, "Han and Mu are big fat meats, don't you want to take a bite? Heifengqi, baggage camp... We also worked hard back then, but why can't we divide the big families? The military power of the Xuanyuan family?"
The woods suddenly fell silent.
That's right, they paid a huge price to defeat the Xuanyuan family back then, but in the end they didn't get any military power.
It doesn't matter if the Nangong family has the big head, he was originally from a military general, but why even the Mu family, who has been from Wen Wen for generations, has been assigned to the baggage camp? !
They are not convinced!
The people in the woods began to feel a little bit restless.
"Let's go." The youngest family leader, Feng Wuxiu, turned and left without interest.
Dong Patriarch squinted his eyes, looked at the back of his Yushu Linfeng, and asked with a sneer, "Feng boy, did you agree or not?"
Feng Wuxiu waved his hand: "I didn't agree."
Patriarch Dong threatened: "Then you can't just leave."
Feng Wuxiu glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "You can stop me, just try."
The guards of the Dong family held the sword hilt at his waist.
But suddenly, a young Taoist priest in a blue Taoist robe descended from the sky, like an unshakable god, blocking Feng Wuxiu behind him.
Everyone was surprised.
Patriarch Yang couldn't believe it: "Master Qingfeng!"
Feng Wuxiu is young, but his aura is not weak at all: "I don't care what you want to do, and I won't report you, but for this credit, my Feng family has to decide!"
All the masters at the scene joined hands and were no match for the bull-nosed Qingfeng... The Dong family master smiled.
He said: "I was just joking, why should I take it seriously? Well, then we will each rely on our abilities and see who can rescue the little princess first!"
It's only a little bit closer, the abominable Feng Wuxiu has messed up the situation all at once!
"Brother, let's go." Feng Wuxiu said to Taoist Qingfeng.
(End of this chapter)