The horses galloped, snow and mud splashed on the official road in Jingxi. Under the reflection of the snow under the moonlight, Xie Zirui, the Marquis of Ping'an Fengyun, did not bring his beloved Tianlang, but only a dozen guards to gallop towards Yiling at night.
"Sir, we have pulled the carriage too far behind. Let's take a break and wait." It was already the beginning of the night shift, and the deputy general next to him loudly gave a suggestion to a tall, long-haired young man who was leading the team and urging his horse to ride and whip it.
"Okay." The young man reined in his horse, which leaped a dozen feet before stopping, panting and grunting. The young man on the horse also took a deep breath through his mouth and nose, and exhaled a long breath. It was late at night, and the severe cold after the winter snow made the man and the horse both puff out steam. The heat on the young man's head came out through his hair, but was immediately blown away by the wind.
There were sounds of reining in horses and neighing all around, and everyone quickly stopped beside the young man. After running for three hours, the horses were obviously a little tired, shaking their heads and neighing loudly, as if they wanted to shake off the bit and reins on their heads to relax. The young man got off the horse and helped the tired animal loosen the reins while looking back at the way he came. Seeing this, the other servants also got off their horses and waited by the roadside.
"Huang Xin, Huang Xin." The young man kept repeating the name of the person in the car, as if thinking about something. He sniffed the cold air of the winter night with his nose and slowly exhaled, trying to warm his unconscious cheeks with the warm air he exhaled.
After the snow melted for a few days, everything was gray and white, except for a rather magnificent mountain forest in the west which was still white with a tinge of dark blue.
"What mountain is that in front?" The young man had never traveled much, so he didn't know much about the area a hundred miles beyond his hometown, so he could only ask a guide.
"Hou Fengyun, that is called Crow and Magpie Mountain. It is said to be very spiritual. Every spring, summer and autumn, people go there to ask for divination. Whether it is a crow or a magpie that comes out to divination, it can tell good or bad luck."
"Then we came at the wrong time." The boy smiled, but it was fleeting. "How far is it?"
"After passing the pass over there, we will reach the border of Yiling. It is still about a hundred miles to General Chen's camp. However, if we continue walking like we did just now, we may arrive at three o'clock. Considering that the carriages run on this land, it will take another hour if we arrive together."
"Oh, let's take a break first." The young man led the horse and turned east again, looking at the road behind him, wondering what he was thinking about. The wind was cold and everyone hid behind the horses to block the wind. Only the young man stood there motionless, letting the wind blow his long hair behind his head wildly, without realizing it.
A moment later, when a hundred or so cavalrymen arrived with a thick-felt carriage, the young man took two steps forward, his expression showing whether he was happy or sad. The leading lieutenant dismounted and came to see the young man, apologetically and helplessly: "Marquis Fengyun, we are late. The official road is very muddy and the carriage got stuck several times."
"This is none of your business. I am the one who is leaving tonight. We have been marching continuously these past few days, and we have to travel like this tonight. Thank you for your hard work."
The leading lieutenant even asked the boy if they were going to set off now. The boy was silent for a moment and waved his hand: "You guys should take a rest first. You are much more tired than us on this journey."
Throwing the reins to the captain, the young man walked towards the carriage with a solemn expression. His steps were slow and without rhythm, and he seemed to be worried.
"The wound on my leg hurts again. Oh, I remembered that I went out tonight without changing the bandage." The young man seemed nervous and clenched his hands tightly. Although he did not take the wound on his leg seriously, he was still talking to himself about the new wound on his leg.
The boy stayed beside the felt cart for a long time, not knowing whether to speak or what to say. He kept knocking the mud off his feet with his feet, and he felt like something was pressing down on him. Although he tried to stay calm, he couldn't feel good, and his breathing was a little out of control.
"Sister Huang," this voice calmed the boy down and stopped him from hesitating outside the car. "Can you tell us your father's name so that we can find your family?"
"Just look for Mr. Huang of Jiange. My father is quite famous in Jiange and Yizhou. People call him Mr. Huang, but not many people know his real name." Her tone was as calm as water, and there was no sense of emotion from the girl. The young man was relieved, but he couldn't hide his disappointment.
The boy stayed outside for a while, sighed, and turned to leave. He didn't know that the curtain was slightly moved aside after he left, until he disappeared in the crowd ten feet away.
The people behind the curtain didn't know what the young man was saying to himself at a distance of twenty feet: "I'm afraid you can't find your father and family. If that's the case, I'll give you my life as compensation. It's better than suffering like this."
The boy took the reins, looked back again, wiped the mud off his shoes, and climbed onto the horse.
"Set off!"
"Zirui, Zirui, Brother Chen is back from Zigui, go and see him? What's wrong with you?" When Zi Yu woke me up, I seemed to still be riding a horse, and I was still pulling the reins at the moment before I woke up.
"Have I arrived in Yiling?" I asked this question without opening my eyes.
"Didn't you arrive at five o'clock?"
"Oh, yes, you picked me up." I suddenly stood up and rubbed my face hard. "I had a dream. It seemed that I was still running towards here."
"Then get up quickly."
"What time is it?"
"It's noon."
"I've been sleeping all morning. Get up. There's still a lot to do." I had to tidy myself up. Brother Chen likes cleanliness and tidiness. Most people who are older have some problems, such as not being able to sleep late, feeling uncomfortable when seeing dirty and messy places, etc. mōmō had a new stubble, untied his hairband, tied it up again, took the wet towel and wiped his face. He felt that he was in good condition, and patted Ziyu: "Let's go."
Ziyu and I haven't seen each other for more than half a year. We talked about a lot of things along the way. He knew I was back and heard a lot of rumors about me. He also said that I have changed a lot. I know that many people are like this. Ziyu has not changed much. The biggest change is the tuft of beard under his chin that looks like a traitor. This naturally did not escape my attack.
Before entering the tent, I heard Brother Chen discussing something with a man with a very strange accent. Even Brother Chen's voice sounded like that man's.
That should be the accent of Yizhou, a very strange accent, at least I couldn't understand it. Ziyu motioned for him to go in first, and I motioned for him to wait for him to leave before going in, causing us to smile at each other.
After Ziyu went in, I walked around outside the tent. Brother Chen's camp was in good order, and everyone was doing their job in an orderly manner. Many people recognized me, and those who passed by saluted me. Many people also knew that I was easy to get along with, so those who had nothing to do came to chat with me for a while.
I usually just say, "Oh, you! How are you now? How is your family..." I always deal with it this way. My memory has always been bad, so I never force myself to remember. The result is that I always have less things in my head than others.
Zi Yu came out again, signaling everyone to keep quiet while the general discussed something with others, and then immediately returned to the big tent. Everyone quickly lowered their voices, said goodbye to me quickly, and went about their own business.
I kept knocking my feet on the ground, even though there was no mud on my boots. But I kept doing this because I felt that there was something wrong with the dream, as if something was different from what happened this morning. But I couldn't remember what was different in the dream, so I could only knock my shoes again and again to help me recall.
"Zirui, the people from Yizhou have left, come here!" My memories were interrupted and I hurried into the big tent.
"Zirui, why did General Han Sheng ask you to come?" Although Brother Chen was smiling, there seemed to be a hint of worry hidden between his brows.
"Master couldn't persuade me, so he let me come over."
"Why did you come here?"
"Brother Wendong, why do you say that? The affairs of Yizhou are naturally related to me. They fled here because of me."
"Zi Yu, go out for a while. I want to talk to Zi Rui." Brother Wen Dong seemed to be about to lose his temper. Zi Yu glanced at me, but in the end he did not dare to disobey the military order and had to go down.
Just this alone, I can't do it. It's hard for me to be so tough with my brothers, always afraid of hurting my brothers. But it will inevitably make the military order a little bit like a joke, especially for those brothers in Jingzhou. Brother Wendong is unquestionable and regardless of feelings.
"How did the people of Yizhou get to Zigui?" I asked first. This was what I was most concerned about. If they could come, then Dong Zhuo would most likely follow soon. However, since we have been fighting with them for several months, it was a bit strange that Dong Zhuo had not come yet. It should be incredible.
"Yizhou still has ships. These people drove all the ships in Yizhou here. According to reports, many of them ran aground on the canyon and sank. Many people used bamboo rafts to float them. However, more people died from this cause. Nearly one million refugees fled along the Yangtze River, but only 300,000 arrived in Zigui."
"Zirui, what do you think should be done with the refugees from Yizhou?" Seeing that I was silent for a long time, Brother Chen changed the subject.
"Of course we have to put it in a good place."
“How to place it?”
"It just so happens that we are short of laborers, and there are many civilians here. We cannot invade Yizhou for the time being, so we should use them as laborers first. If we can organize the army, we will organize it. If we can't organize the army, we will give them some land to cultivate."
"Together?"
"Separate, if you want to separate, it's better to separate them in a scattered way."
"Oh, you've changed. You certainly wouldn't have thought of it before, and you wouldn't have thought of it. So why are you here?"
“Is there a connection?”
"Of course, since you know how treacherous people are and can think of preventing the people of Yizhou from causing trouble for us, why are you still here to win people's hearts?"
"These are two different things. I am afraid that the people of Jing and Yangzhou will suffer from the disaster of rebellion again. We must be on guard against the people of Yizhou who hold hatred in their hearts! Since they can fight with you indiscriminately for half a year, and only come to negotiate peace when they can no longer support it. They can drive the people of Zigui out of their homes for their own sake. If it were anyone else, I might lead my troops in and pacify them now."
"Since you already knew, why did you come here?" Brother Chen's tone was even heavier than the last time.
"But I do feel sorry for the people of Yizhou. They suffered this misfortune because of me."
"I know you are honest, too honest, and you won't let yourself feel guilty like this. But I am your senior brother, and I am your oldest brother. I am going to teach you a lesson, so listen carefully."
"Brother Wendong, just teach me. I respectfully listen to your words."
"If we were defeated by Dong Zhuo, and fled to Yizhou, would the people of Yizhou give us a place to stay? Dong Zhuo entered Yizhou on his own, and we had no way to drive him in. Moreover, if he took control of Jingzhou and Yangzhou and then entered Yizhou, I am afraid that the people of Yizhou would be in even greater trouble, and the people of the world would also be in great trouble. Your plan is the best one. Moreover, Hanzhong was originally the territory of Yizhou, and the people of Yizhou don't mind their own business, so what does it have to do with me? Just like the villain wanted to harm you, he entered through your neighbor's door and rushed into your house through the gap in the wall. Your neighbor did not stop him at all, but just hid in the house and watched the fun. For such a villain, just block the wall and don't care whether he lives or dies."
Brother Wendong’s words make sense, but I still have a different opinion.
"But that is the business of those officials, what does it have to do with the people? But because of my fault, so many civilians have died. If I don't give an explanation to the people of Yizhou, I will feel uneasy."
"You don't have to take responsibility for this matter. If you have to give an explanation to the people, it should be me. You just came up with an idea in that battle. In this battle, you are just a vanguard general or a puppet." Brother Chen seemed to be deliberately belittling me. "You, the battle command, the camping, the outpost exploration, the follow-up baggage, which of them did you manage? I even deliberately kept you in suspense about the plan to defeat the cavalry, because I didn't think you could do anything. And you didn't pester me to ask, obviously you didn't put yourself in the position of commander at all. You are too indulgent to your subordinates. If it weren't for me and General Han Sheng, I don't know what the army would be like. You are usually muddleheaded and don't know what's going on. Although you are a hero in war, you are just a brave man. It's better for you to make plans in Xiangyang or talk nonsense. Don't come here to make trouble for me."
"Brother Chen is right." Although I know that Brother Chen did this on purpose so that I don't have to bear this heavy burden, I still feel uncomfortable. Although I feel uncomfortable, I still respectfully accept the teaching. Because Brother Chen is right, he pointed out my faults so frankly, even though he has other purposes, but it has made me feel unhappy but convinced.
"So what do you want to do now?" Brother Chen's tone softened. Maybe he didn't expect that I didn't have him.
"There is a woman named Huang in my team. She is from Jiange, Yizhou. Her father is a local celebrity. Please help me find out. If there is any, I have to send her over because of the request of an old friend."
Brother Chen did not refuse, and immediately gave instructions to go to Zigui to check. Now those Yizhou people are still in Zigui, and Brother Chen is waiting for the teacher's final decision. Brother Chen has to allocate part of our food and grass to support the Yizhou people over there first, but the military rations of 30,000 people for several months can only support 300,000 people, and our soldiers have to transport them over mountains and ridges. Fortunately, Zigui is still a big granary. What they lack mainly is winter clothes, but we really can't raise hundreds of thousands of winter clothes at once. The Yizhou man just came to talk to us about winter clothes.
"Zi Rui, you go down first. I'm so tired. I just came back from Zigui. I'm almost exhausted. I was a little harsh when I talked to you today. Don't mind it. Go down and rest first. It seems like you've been traveling all night."
I said nothing more, and quietly walked out of the big tent. I immediately went to the other side of the big tent and grabbed Zi Yu who was still eavesdropping. "Don't think I don't know. Your shadow is reflected on the tent. Brother Chen can't see you, but I can see your shadow."
In fact, I didn't blame him for eavesdropping, I just taught him a lesson on purpose. If it were me, I would also eavesdrop out of curiosity. I don't dare to mess with Brother Chen, but I dare to bully Zi Yu. But after he shouted for mercy a few times, I let him go.
The main camp is located fifty miles outside of Yiling County, facing west. Huang Xin has been placed in the county by me. I still have some things to wait for. These few days, I will catch up with my two brothers and get to know some of the situation.
When Ziyu accompanied me to see the camp, he asked me if my sister had come, but I refused. Ziyu sighed and said, "I have grown up."
"What about Miss Huang?"
"I can't tell you."
"I didn't realize you're getting better and better." Chen Ou touched his beard and smiled slyly. To agree with him, I also helped him to move, but of course the strength was a little different from moving.
"What are those people doing?" The camp was built along the water. If you walked south from Chen Ge's tent for less than two miles, you could see the Yangtze River. Yiling was the exit of Xiling Gorge. To the west was the endless Wushan Mountains, which stretched for hundreds of miles. The water of the Yangtze River flowed out of Yizhou from the Xiling Gorge in Wushan. Since then, the river has become much wider and the water has eased a lot.
There are many warships docked on the riverside, but many soldiers are doing a very strange thing on the ice: chiseling ice.
"What are they doing?"
"Cut the ice."
"Of course I know it's ice breaking. What are they doing? Getting water? There is a clear stream flowing into the river in front of the camp. I see it's not frozen. Isn't this water better than the Yangtze River water where you guys dump filthy things every day? Besides being a river to protect the camp, I think that river is drinkable."
"No, we have to prevent the boat from being crushed. I didn't know at first, some old fishermen said that their boats were fine, but the big boats were all careful, especially when the ice was thawing, they were easily crushed. The weather has been very cold recently, and we have to break the ice next to the boat every few hours to prevent our boat from being crushed when the weather gets warmer. That would be terrible.
Just when my head indicated that I understood but was still confused, I saw some other strange ships.
"Those boats are a bit strange, aren't they? What are they used for?"
I saw some very strange ships beside our standard warships. They were 150 meters long, a little shorter than our standard ships, and 30 meters wide, much narrower than ours. They had no ship towers and were much shorter than our ships. One of them was being repaired on the shore, so I could see it more clearly. What was very interesting was that the entire hull was painted in the shape of a fish, and a 20-meter-long straight horn stretched out from the fish head, which seemed to be used to hit the enemy's ships.
"Qing gave the blueprint to the shipbuilders in Jiangling. That was the ship their ancestors used to fight in the Aegean Sea. There were two decks with more than 40 oarsmen in the cabin. In addition to the helmsman, there were only seven or eight guards, three sailors, and a commander on the deck. We built one and tried it out. When there was a gentle breeze, it was about twice as fast as our ship, and it was much faster when there was no wind. Qing, we will build a three-deck ship in the future, which will be faster, but it will require more training, and there is no time. Since it is used to quell the rebellion, this is it. Take a look. This is the training rack."
Not far from the water, some people were practicing rowing. I didn't find it strange at first, because many of our ships also need rowing, but there are some differences after a closer look. They seem to have staggered high and low rowing seats. The oars are the same height when reversed. The row behind the high seats must be low seats, and the row behind the low seats must be high seats. The distance between the high seats is equal to the distance between the low seats. In this way, there is almost an extra row of people rowing for the same distance. It is indeed a clever idea, but it is obviously not so clever in practice, because the distance between the oars is much shorter than before. If it is three layers, I really don't know how troublesome it will be to train.
"But this ship has no towers or battlements, so it can only hit people. Wouldn't it be bad if someone got on board?"
"We use the speed of the boats, and we have to form a good formation. We are afraid that the formation will be messed up. So, we form a good formation, rush forward together, and retreat after the collision. Then we will go on our boats and attack the drowning dogs. Once someone boards the boat, there are some guards on it. If it doesn't work, there are still many warriors rowing in the cabin. Those formations were taught by his tribesmen when he was young, and it was also the first time for him to practice on a real boat. When he first got on the boat, he was seasick. But not long after, he actually practiced the boat formation, and then taught us how to command. We also think that this kind of coordinated operation is very advantageous, so we also started to manufacture, and now there are fifty ships here. Two months ago in early winter, we fought a naval battle with the Yizhou people here, and since then they have not dared to come up from the water again."
I was very interested and boarded a boat like this and had a good look at the deck and cabin. In fact, I wanted to go and see the lovely tribesmen who boarded the boat.
In the evening, Brother Chen entertained me and talked to me for a long time. He talked about marching and fighting, and I talked about my travels in the north. I felt that I gained a lot, and Brother Chen was very excited.
In the past few days, the Yizhou woman in Yiling always came to my mind, making me feel extremely irritable and my scalp sometimes felt tight. I rode out of the camp several times, wanting to go to Yiling, but each time I gave up the plan halfway and told myself to give up all thoughts.
The 21st day of the twelfth month of the second year of Zhongping was another sunny day. The ground had already dried up. The things I wanted had arrived the day before. The people who went to check on Mr. Huang that day also brought news today. It was hard to tell whether it was good news or bad news. The person arrived in Zigui, but his mind was already unclear. It was said that it was because his daughter died in Yizhou. I couldn't tell Huang Xin such a piece of news, so I ordered someone to invite her to come, but she didn't want anything.
There are two ways to go to Zigui: the water route is upstream, which is not too bad but takes too much time and requires towing in many places; so we plan to ride horses on the plank road in the forest. Although many parts are in disrepair, it is still passable on foot or on horseback, and I really need to get there quickly.
Huang Xin looked very bad when she came. When she looked at me, my eyes couldn't help but wander around her.
"What happened to my family?" Huang Xin was definitely an extremely smart woman. She fully understood that this situation must mean that something happened in his family.
"I don't know either. Follow me. Can I ride a horse?"
Without further ado, I took a dozen cavalrymen, along with the things she and I were going to take, and left the camp and ran towards Zigui.
We passed through the foggy Wushan forest. The planks of the plank road were already very rotten. They were covered with dead leaves. The sound of the horses' hooves was desolate and sad. Although it was sunny and approaching noon, the fog in the forest had not yet dissipated. Under the dark branches, the plank road looked dark and gloomy. The ruthless rocks that appeared from time to time on both sides determined our direction of advance. The mosses on them were like the spots on the body of a declining patient. There were springs flowing under the plank road from time to time, but they were stagnant and heavy, dark and lifeless.
I have no idea what the situation will be like today. I have no idea and feel no hope. I only feel helpless and panic.
Not long after noon, when I was at the front and climbed over a mountain pass, the wind broke through the mist and Zigui appeared before my eyes.
Zigui is a county with steep peaks on three sides, a river on one side, and relatively flat terrain in the middle. It is located at the westernmost part of Jingzhou. From the pass, you can see a mountain range that appears and disappears in the clouds to the west, stretching between Jingzhou and Yizhou. It is much higher than Mufu Mountain. Not far from the north of Zigui City, a large open space has been cut out of what seemed to be a forest. Simple huts made of grass and branches are connected to each other, and there are fires everywhere with green smoke. Many people still live outside the city. I don’t know how they survived the heavy snow ten days ago. Thinking of this, I am even more disgusted with the people in the city.
"Let's go!" For the first time, I looked at Huang Xin without hesitation at the people behind me. Her face was still pale, but she looked a little tired after riding fast for half a day.
"We should be there in an hour." Then he led the team down the mountain on horseback.
Zigui is Qu Yuan's hometown. It is said that right after his death, the people built a temple for him and have been offering sacrifices to him. This shows the people's love for him. Although the teacher was impressed by his talent, I think only a few of his poems are good, and the others are difficult to understand. Ziyu once said the same thing to the teacher in person, and was criticized by the teacher. He was young and inexperienced, did not feel the hatred of humiliating the country, and did not understand the feelings of a loyal minister. In fact, someone in the back said: Could it be that the teacher knew? But no one dared to speak loudly, including me, because the teacher was obviously very angry at the time, and it would make the fire even bigger, so everyone could only speak in the back.
It gets dark quickly in winter. When we arrived at the city of Zigui, it was already much darker. As we passed by, the smoke from cooking mixed with various smells was blown by the wind, which was very pungent. We could not see many people on the official road, but we could sense that many people were hiding behind the trees and peeking at us, as if they were afraid of us.
The guards at the gate of the county town were already wearing winter clothes. When they saw us coming, they didn't dare to stop us and just stepped aside. I had just thought about how to teach them a lesson, so I had to swallow my words. The city seemed very empty. These bastards couldn't let some people in. Living under the eaves could keep out the cold. They even drove away the people of the city. Thinking that Mr. Huang was among them, I no longer felt pity for his family, but became more and more angry.
Brother Chen has someone stationed here, and we were led here first. He asked me if I wanted to meet with the people from Yizhou. I had nothing to say to them, so I decided not to go, and went to where Mr. Huang lived.
Riding a horse on the streets of Zigui at dusk, the whole Zigui was desolate and dark. The whole Zigui was like a dead city without any life, and the lights in the courtyards were like ghosts, making people feel uneasy. There was a figure flashing in the crack of the window next to us, as if monitoring our actions.
In this atmosphere, we also slowed down our pace, but we continued along the road under the covert surveillance of someone unknown, feeling uneasy.
The guide stopped at a rather elegant mansion, and I felt even more contemptuous. This old man seemed to enjoy himself, occupying a mansion that seemed to belong to a scholarly family. This made me feel even more disgusted.
It seemed that they also knew we were coming. As soon as the sound of our horses' hooves stopped and we were about to dismount, someone came out to greet us.
The people who came out were an old man and a boy holding a lantern. The old man was about fifty years old, with gray hair on his temples. Although his clothes were not noble, they also showed the elegance of a master. But he seemed to be clear-headed. He just looked at the familiar one among us without any reaction, but turned his head to look at the one next to him, as if asking for some advice. The boy was about eleven or twelve years old, and his clothes were also quite bright. This was a bit strange. The behavior and temperament of these two people were definitely not servants. But the old man definitely did not look confused, and he looked clear and vigorous. The boy should most likely be Huang Xin's younger brother Huang Tian, but his sister was on the horse behind me, why couldn't he see clearly
"Tian, it's my sister." The first voice was the girl's call. Turning around, I saw Huang Xin was removing the veil from her head. Her movements were slow and her voice was soft but a little trembling. My sister has never called me like this before. Perhaps my sister and I have never met again in this situation.
"Sister, is that you?" It was still a childish voice, but there was a maturity in the tone that was not commensurate with the age.
"It's me, how's my father?" The girl got off the horse very quickly, strode forward, and quickly held the child's arms. From this sentence, it can be known that the old man is not their father. This relationship is a bit hard for me to guess. Could it be that their two families are acquaintances? That's not right. The old man obviously has no feelings for the girl, and it seems that this is the first time they meet.
"Eldest sister, mother passed away after you left, and my second sister... was also killed by the people from Xiliang..." The child suddenly burst into tears and threw himself into his sister's arms very sadly. Huang Xin also squatted down and whispered something in the ear of the crying brother, and the brother also whispered in his sister's ear.
This scene and words made me feel inexplicably sad and guilty. I turned around and felt that I was a little redundant here, but I also had a premonition that I would have something to do if I stayed here, and I would have nothing if I went back. So I asked the guide to take the dozen brothers to rest, and I dismounted and waited. The soldiers were very concerned about me, and many of them took the initiative to stay and protect me. It was true that I didn't bring any weapons. But in the end, I asked them to leave a spear for me, but I still resolutely asked them all to go back and rest early. Of course, I boasted about myself and asked who in the world could stop me from being the Marquis of Ping An Fengyun. Most of them knew about my affairs, and nodded seriously, discussed with each other, got on the horse, said "Marquis Xin" and left.
Just after I sent my men away, I turned around and saw Huang Xin suddenly turned around, took a few quick steps, and suddenly came very close to me, almost touching my left cheek, which made me at a loss and my face flushed.
"Do me a favor, please?" she whispered to me.
"Just take care of it." I felt it was my duty and I felt much more relaxed. I even leaned over to listen.
"Now, my name is Huang Yi. Remember, my name is Huang Yi, and you are the husband of my sister Huang Xin. I just want you to visit my seriously ill father with me at my home. You don't need to worry about anything else. I will cooperate with you. Afterwards, I will never bother you. Okay?" It was still spoken in a soft voice, but I, who was quite heroic just now, was stunned.