Chapter 76 Lonely Needs You If you step forward to disturb her at this time, it will inevitably embarrass her.
The Wei family was once extremely prosperous.
Wei Zhangde was called "Father-in-Chief" by His Majesty, and thousands of his followers covered the sky with their it was clear that they did not understand the ways of being ministers, and they actually framed and provoked brotherhood between His Majesty, resulting in their property being confiscated and their entire family being imprisoned.
The Empress Dowager originally ordered the annihilation of the three tribes, but Her Majesty allowed Wei Zhangde to drink poisonous wine to apologize because he had made great contributions to the Yong who participated in the plot were hanged. Members of the tribe over 14 years old took off their brocade and hemp and went to Han Canal to repair the canal.
His Majesty even sent Li Tonggu to be imprisoned.
Li Tonggu was once a disciple of Wei Zhangde, so it was understandable that he let Wei Nanxu go when he was convicted.
Meng Tian only felt sad in his heart, and recalled that their two families had some that day, he took a piece of silver and handed it to a Zuo Zhang, and said: "Check to see if there is a person named Wei Nanxu in the service. Give this to her, saying it is a gift from an old friend, and let her buy winter clothes." .”
Zuo Changzhang came back after running around and said: "Unfortunately, I found out from my humble position that a horse was frightened today and dragged a woman to death. They carried the woman away and buried her hastily with the dead soldiers." "
Meng Tian looked surprised and shocked, and looked at the tens of thousands of dead people around him, but he had no time to grieve for the daughter of a guilty minister.
"That's all," he waved his hand and said, "Time is also destiny, I hope she will be born in a good family in the next life."
The young man in mysterious clothes and black armor stood in the tent and let out a long sigh.
When he was guarding the border and building the Great Wall, he thought the most terrifying foreign enemy was the Huns in the that I see the fierce war in the Central Plains, I have to reflect deeply on my own opinions.
If China continues to be divided and internally consumed, one day the Xiongnu's iron hooves will break through the Yong Great Wall and go south, from Changbai Mountain to the south of the Yangtze River, and the Han people will no longer exist.
That would be a catastrophe.
The pit was dug during the day, but now the bodies of fallen soldiers were piled haphazardly.
Except for Wei, all 30 Chu soldiers were wiped out order to prevent the plague, although it was difficult to dig out the frozen soil in winter, large pits were dug and buried.
With so many people, of course there is more than one burial pit.
The newly dug hole today has not had time to be covered with soil, and a thin layer of snow fell on of the people in this pit were Chu soldiers, so they were thrown into a mess.
Among the pile of corpses, something suddenly moved slightly.
First, a bruised hand was raised, and then the hand suddenly pressed a corpse and stood up, shaking off the ice and snow all over its body.
Wei Nanxu raised his feet and walked south.
Her legs were a little lame, but she didn't dare to slow down at all.
This is her last chance.
He worked hard to get to Wei State and pretended to be dragged to death by a war horse, all in order to escape.
Her life should not be about enduring imprisonment in the Yong Kingdom. After building the Han Canal, maybe she would go to build the Great Wall.
But as soon as she crawled out of the grave pit, a man suddenly came out of the woods, looked at her and laughed.
"That's great," he said with a smile on his face, "I have meat to eat."
This man was wearing the robe of a low-ranking Wei soldier. The robe was tight and ill-fitting. There were holes in his chest that had been pierced by swords and spears, but he could move freely.
These were obviously clothes taken from a dead man, and this man was not from Wei.
His face was dirty, as if he had crawled out of a mountain of corpses like her.
The man ran towards Wei Nanxu and put the knife at her neck.
"Come with me, I see you don't have much meat, so I roasted the thighs first."
He spoke Chu dialect and had a special sour smell mixed with him.
Wei Nanxu suddenly remembered who he was.
When Zhao Zheng came to the throne, this man once led an envoy to Yong State to congratulate her, and even flattered and teased , Lord Chang'an blocked him and he failed to succeed.
"Mr. Mi, you're fine." Wei Nanxu snorted coldly.
Mi Fuchu's tall body froze, she let go of Wei Nanxu's body and took two steps back, taking a serious look at her.
Now that he looks like this, will he be recognized by others? "You are……"
Wei Nanxu pushed the strands of hair scattered in front of his forehead behind his ears, and saluted him upright: "Wei Nanxu, the guilty minister of the Yong Kingdom."
Mi Negichu's eyes seemed to be filled with blazing fire.
There are few things more pleasant than meeting the enemy of your enemy.
"You want to run away?" he asked.
Of course he knew that Webster was in decline, but he didn't expect that Wei Nanxu was not dead.
"Isn't Mr. Mi planning to run away too?" Wei Nanxu said, neither humble nor picked up a little dignity in front of the people who had pursued her.
Mi Fuchu looked at her.
He was already very hungry and thinking about Wei Nanxu's role.
Is it better to have it as a dinner, or to endure hunger and slowly extract her value? "Where are you going?" Mi Fuchu asked after thinking for a moment.
"Zhao, Yan, South Korea, Qi, as long as there is an enemy of Zhao Zheng, I will go there. I know what kind of poison he has been poisoned, I know his weaknesses, and I know which city is easiest to break in Dayong. I know who around Zhao Zheng can be bribed. What I know is worth ten thousand dollars."
Mi Fuchu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Girl, you don't have to travel a long way north," he said with a thoughtful smile, "the door of Chu is open for you." The carriage escorting Jiang Anqing's coffin drove out of Bu Village, and Jiang Ben bid farewell to Zhao Zheng.
He talked about it and invited Zhao Zheng to Qi State again and again.
Zhao Zheng did not interrupt him, and waited until Jiang Ben finished speaking before he said, "Take care of your sister."
"That's natural."
Jiang Ben smiled and got into the carriage. He turned around and saw the Yong soldiers guarding Jiang He's carriage, and stuck out his tongue.
"With so many people sent to protect me, where is the chance for me to take care of you?"
These words happened to be heard by Zongjun who was passing by outside the carriage.
He stopped in front of the car curtain and said respectfully: "The only thing these people can fight against are open guns. Those hidden arrows that are difficult to prevent, please help me to resist them."
Jiang Ben lifted the car curtain and smiled.
"It's really different after you die once. If you can regain your brain after committing suicide, I will ask you to be a military advisor."
Zongjun was not ashamed of his joke. He replied softly with a solemn face: "That can't be done. This slave belongs to the princess."
This time it was indeed Jiang He's people.
He is no longer the spy Zhao Zheng used to find out about Jiang He.
Jiang Ben "tsk-tsk" lowered the car curtain and asked the coachman to drive the car. He complained: "Everyone cares about her. We are all her people. That's it. I also care about her. I am also her person..."
Like a tongue twister, the voice gradually faded away.
She didn't have much clothes with her, so the little girl Cai Ling walked out quickly holding the packed bundle. Jiang He slowly walked out of Bu Village and stood next to Zhao Zheng.
There is a layer of broken ice on the road behind the snow. The carriage that left earlier crushed the ice and snow, and now the ground is muddy.
"Jiang He." Zhao Zheng did not look back at her, but looked at the advancing army, carriages and horses, and called her name softly.
"Yeah." Jiang He responded.
"Don't forget to reply to Gu." Zhao Zheng frowned slightly, as if distant mountains were reflected in his eyes, and there was a strong sense of friendship in the silence.
Jiang He responded again, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't say anything else.
"I remember that when you left Yong State and went to Wei State, you explained a lot." Jiang He couldn't help but said, "You asked me to be careful about King Wei and Lord Long Yang. Why don't you tell me now?"
Zhao Zheng turned and looked at her.
Although her expression showed traces of sadness, it was a little more provocative and cunning.
She's recovering, she's going to be fine.
Zhao Zheng was somewhat relieved, and pursed his thin lips slightly and said: "Actually, I don't want you to go back. If you want to bury your parents together, it would be the same if you bury them both in Yong State. I don't trust you to go back, but the distance is too far and I can't help you. I talk too much." It's useless. But I am willing to believe that you can turn disaster into good luck, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Jiang He looked up at him, his red lips slightly open. Although he didn't say anything, he was full of desire to get closer.
Zhao Zheng took a deep breath to suppress his desire to hold her in his arms, and did not answer her words.
"Gu needs you." He said, "Gu needs you more than you think."
Jiang He looked at his nervous but solemn expression, lowered his head slightly, took a step forward and said, "I understand."
She just walked towards the carriage without saying goodbye to Zhao Zheng.
It's like she is a family member who will return soon when he goes out.
But Wei Ji never showed up from beginning to end.
Jiang He lifted the curtain and looked around. The people who were bidding farewell to her rushed up and stuffed home-made fruit and vegetable cakes into Jiang He's carriage.
Cai Ling drove away quickly. Jiang He thanked him and waved to the people.
"Take care," she said.
Hundreds of people knelt down and kowtowed: "Send to Princess An, send to Lord Jiang, and send to Qi's reinforcements."
Jiang Ben in the carriage sniffed.
It was nine hundred miles from Daliang to Linzi, and it was already the twelfth lunar month when we rushed back.
People cannot be buried in the twelfth lunar month. Jiang Ben thought of this early in the morning and arranged for Jiang Anqing's coffin to be parked in the royal tomb. He arranged for someone to guard it before taking Jiang He back to the capital Linzi.
As soon as he stopped and before he could take a shower or change clothes, he was called to him by King Qi.
He did not mention sending troops to aid Wei, nor did he blame him for not marrying Jiang He to Wei Ji. King Qi got straight to the point and said: "Bier, I have discussed it with your mother. Since Jiang He has not married into Wei, it is just right." , you should marry her."
The hardship of the long journey coupled with the sudden fright made Jiang Ben's legs weak and he knelt down.
His lips trembled and his whole body trembled as he said, "I don't dare."
"What is there to be afraid of?" King Qi pursed his lips and shook his head, encouraging Jiang Ben, "Although she was named a princess, you two are not related by blood. Father still remembers how brave you were when you were a child. You could do it by yourself. You dare to sail a boat out to sea, dive into deep water in order to find a black pearl, and almost scare your mother to death. Why don't you dare to just marry a wife this time? "
Jiang Ben reluctantly knelt down and said respectfully and cautiously: "Father, I really don't dare to do this."
(End of this chapter)
