He Mo Tie'er laughed boldly and said: "I also wish the Emperor Tianqi a thousand generations hahaha-"
The surrounding soldiers laughed until tears came out, and the prince also received a piece of cake, but roared from the side.
"Zhao Zhuang! Your country is dead! Is your integrity also dead?!"
That roar came from You Miao, and in an instant the entire team fell silent. The Tartars looked at each other in dismay, and then burst into a burst of strange laughter. Among them, He Motieer laughed the loudest. The prince's face was gloomy, but the courtiers "Hehehe" echoed He Motie'er and laughed with him.
The prince also laughed, looked at You Miao, and shook his head.
You Miao said coldly: "His Royal Highness has already escaped, wait for him to avenge us, Your Majesty, you can't kneel anymore. Everyone is going to die, how about a happy death, compared to trying to survive?!"
The prince didn't dare to speak, so don't look away, but He Motie'er looked at You Miao and instructed, "Let him stand aside."
Li Yan took a deep breath and shook his head quickly. You Miao didn't know why. After so many days of humiliation, his anger came up. After being caught again, he would no longer have any thoughts of living. His only hope was that Zhao Chao would return to the south. Lead the troops and horses, and he will make a comeback to avenge himself. It is hard to swallow seeing the ruler of a country being so humiliated now.
But He Mo Tie'er did not eat this set, and asked the prince to worship again. After the prince kowtowed again, he also received a piece of cake and stood aside to eat.
Then the ministers went to kneel and worship, and after each worship, He Motieer gave them a piece of cake to eat. After everyone got their breakfast, He Motieer glanced at You Miao.
"Why don't you bow?" He Motieer asked.
You Miao looked at him, her eyebrows moved, but unexpectedly this fellow spoke Chinese fluently.
He Motie'er had a sturdy face, with a long beard, but with a sharp look in his eyes, he said, "Are you kneeling?"
"Just wait to die." You Miao laughed, "When your emperor falls into my hands, I will let him eat shit!"
He Motieer smiled and said a Tatar language, Youmiao was stunned at first, then pushed to the ground, surrounded by four Tatar soldiers, first beat Youmiao's ankle with an iron rod, and Youmiao groaned. slammed to the ground. Then the whip whipped him mindlessly, causing his whole body to rip apart, and then the iron rod picked him up, spread it out, split his arm, and stabbed his palm with two spears. , nailed to the ground.
"Ah—" You Miao screamed with all her strength.
"Kneel or not?" He Motieer said.
You Miao was pinned to the ground in a large font, twitching all over her body, her eye sockets burst, she raised her head slightly and stared at He Motie'er with hatred, blood surged in her chest, and a mouthful of blood spit out from her throat, which was sprayed at He Motie'er with saliva.
Then the iron rod was struck down again without thinking, You Miao was beaten until the blood in his abdominal cavity vomited out uncontrollably, his limbs spasmed frantically, his fingers nailed to the snow tightened and let go, let go again He tightened, and finally quieted down, with a pool of blood dripping from his body.
With the spear, You Miao was dragged away from the school grounds, dragged out a bloodstain, and threw it back into the prison.
The prince and the courtiers watched numbly, and He Motie said, "What are you doing today, Emperor Tianqi?"
The prince hurriedly walked out with a smile on his face and said, "Listen to the command of the general."
That evening, You Miao was in pain all over his body, and his internal organs were about to burst out of his throat. This time, he knew that he would definitely die. He curled up in the corner, breathing intermittently, just to die quickly. Li Yan's voice outside the prison said: "You Miao! Why are you so confused again! Are you still alive?"
"Fuck you... get out of here... stay away..." You Miao said with difficulty.
Li Yan: "Listen, You Miao, I finally rescued you! You think it's for me, you can't die! You will definitely be redeemed! Now the young master is all counting on you. Everyone is enduring humiliation and stealing their lives, so you can't endure it and think about revenge in the future?!"
"Go back and tell the dog... the dog emperor..." You Miao took his last breath and said, "Just because of his cowardly behavior, he still... still... uplifting the destiny, under the emperor... Wanmin, still... Dare to let the young master replace him... for him... He fights... die for him? Don't even think about it!"
You Miao roared his anger with his last breath, and fell heavily to the ground. There were shouts and scoldings from the Tartars outside, Li Yan grunted, the whip rang, Li Yan hurriedly begged for mercy, and ran away. The door of the little black house was opened again, and the scarred You Miao was dragged out.
He only had a vague sense of consciousness. He felt that he was put into a pocket, and the iron bar from the outside fell. He subconsciously protected his head with his injured hand, and the iron bar beat him to and fro. His breathing slowed down, his pupils dilated slightly, and he became incontinent, pulling them all into his pockets.
The Tatar fought for a while, smelled the stench, knew he couldn't hold it, dragged the sack all the way, poured him out, tied his hands with ropes, tied it behind the horse, and let the horse drag it on the school grounds Miao run.
You Miao faces the sky, only to feel that it is so innocently blue...
According to the day, today is New Year's Eve.
When spring starts next year, Li Zhifeng doesn't know if he will remember the land where they planted them.
Will the waterwheel turn…
Next year should be another good harvest
The horses stopped.
"... the third prince came down to find one of his former Han slaves..."
"All the Han people caught are in the city..."
You Miao twitched on the ground and struggled to look up. He was pulled up by his hair. His eyes were almost invisible, and he heard a word in his ear.
"It's him. Thank you He Motie'er for me. I've been looking for this slave for a long time."
You Miao was wrapped in a quilt and carried away from the school grounds.
You Miao was at a loss for words. He felt Li Zhifeng's head buried in his body, and the tattered cotton wool covered them both. After a while, the hot soup with the strong smell of ginseng poured into You Miao's throat.
His consciousness returned little by little, but he couldn't say a word, he just looked at Li Zhifeng. Then a cold object was attached to his neck. It was the jade pendant given to him by his mother. Half a year ago, when Li Zhifeng went back to the villa, You Miao gave him the jade pendant, and now it has returned to You Miao.
"Dirty... Dirty..." You Miao didn't know why this thought occurred to him. He saw Li Zhifeng wearing a fur coat, and the brand-new animal fur was very beautiful. He was so dirty that he was afraid of soiling Li Zhifeng's clothes , subconsciously pushed him away slightly.
Li Zhifeng couldn't stop shivering on You Miao's body, and let out a painful and suppressed roar.
You Miao's life seemed to come back again. A strange feeling was slowly returning to his body. He held Li Zhifeng's hand still, and gradually fell asleep. This time, it was a peaceful sleep without any hallucinations and dreams. It's like a very tired traveler who has walked for a long time in the wind and snow, and finally found a place where he can close his eyes.
He felt Li Zhifeng take off his clothes, wipe his body with a cloth, and feed him spicy medicine.
"The legs are fine." You Miao said weakly.
He opened his eyes slightly and saw Li Zhifeng staring at him.
"Is the house okay?" You Miao asked tiredly.
Li Zhifeng just watched him without speaking, and You Miao closed his eyes, took his hand and fell asleep.