Summoning the Mythical Eternal Emperor

Chapter 162 Chang'an Woman
"Mr. Sigui?"

"You...why do you want to do this, why can't you think about it?"

"Come on! Come on!"

Wu Tingfang couldn't accept everything in front of her.

She was screaming desperately and crying helplessly.

The maidservants of the Princess Mansion rushed over upon hearing the sound, and after seeing this scene, they were completely stunned.

After they rescued the lady from the princess mansion from above the white silk, Wu Tingfang rushed up immediately and touched her breath.

but……

Not breathing anymore.

"You... stand down!" Wu Tingfang yelled weakly.

"Princess, sorry!"

"Princess, Mr. Sigui has already left, you have to take care of yourself."

The maidservants advised.

"Back off!" Wu Tingfang roared with red eyes.

The maidservants did not dare to disobey, and they also knew that Mr. Sigui, who had only been in the princess mansion for two years, had a great friendship with the princess.

The door is closed.

Wu Tingfang knelt in front of Mr. Sigui, touching that already pale and cold face, but still not less delicate.

Even though he was wearing the nomadic clothing unique to the Beirong people and was tightly wrapped, it still couldn't cover up the shocking scars on his neck.

"Sir, you... why can't you just think about it?"

"Didn't you say that one day the Great Han Dynasty will be rejuvenated again, and the soldiers of the country will conquer Yanmen and bring those poor enslaved people home?"

"Sir, you have always taught Fang'er to be strong, independent, and fearless... But why did you give up when it happened to you?"

"Sir, you have been waiting for so long, why can't you wait any longer?"

Wu Tingfang was crying helplessly.

Mr. Sigui's original name was not Sigui.

Her surname is He, and she has a very pleasant name, He Muwan.

She was a jasper-like woman who grew up at the foot of Chang'an in Kyoto. That year she met a poor scholar from Bingzhou who came to Chang'an to seek fame.

It was a long, long way from Chang'an to Bingzhou, but He Muwan never turned back.

But she never thought of it.

In the second year after she married to Bingzhou without hesitation, Yanmen sent troops to plunder Bingzhou, her husband was taken away and made a farm slave, and she...became a slave in Yanmen County.

Because of his good looks, because he has read poetry and books.

The family members of the Yuan family in Yanmen took a fancy to He Muwan, brought her into the clan's residence, and became the teacher of the descendants of the Yuan family.

The descendants of the Yuan family are mostly animals.

Those seven years were the most painful seven years for He Muwan.

until the ninth year.

During the Beirong Mutiny, Yuan Shichong was born bravely, and saw the 15-year-old Beirong princess Wu Tingfang grow up in Wuzhengtai.

Yuan Shichong supported Wu Yanhu as the new owner of Beirong, and when he learned that Wu Tingfang yearned for Chang'an, he sent He Muwan to the Princess Mansion.

So far, there is Mr. Sigui.

The year He Muwan left Chang'an, the capital of the capital, the former emperor was still in power, and the ambitions of the traitors of Chen Guo had not been revealed. Although the thirteen prefectures of the kingdom had different intentions, there was no change.

Chang'an, the capital of Kyoto, which symbolizes the ultimate elegance and glory of the Han Dynasty for 800 years, is still the only place of pilgrimage in the hearts of millions of Han people!
This is a Chang'an woman who grew up in beauty, struggled in evil, and died in despair.

She struggled for ten years.

There is no imperial army waiting to come to Chang'an.

I didn't wait until the day when I was reunited with my husband.

Not to mention the long-cherished wish of returning to Chang'an to see if the parents are well.

Three days ago, Yuan Shichong sent a letter to Beirong, saying that the right time, place, people and things were there, and it was the time when the Yuan family of Yanmen hoped for the great cause of winning the Central Plains.

He Muwan is completely desperate!

When the country is broken, the family is gone.

Where there is no home, there is no return.

Although she was still thinking about it, she had already decided in her heart that her husband was gone.

The husband is weak in body and upright in nature, so he cannot be a farm slave.

correct……

Wu Tingfang heard from He Muwan that her husband's surname is Xu, and his name is a year. He is a very talented and energetic Bingzhou native.

Wu Tingfang knelt on He Muwan's body, tears streaming down her face.

……

……

at this time.

Under the rule of Yanmen.

There are hundreds of farmland in the east of the county.

Among them, in Tuntian No. [-], which has the largest number of acres and the most slaves, guards from the Yuan clan pushed a short, dark-skinned man with the word "slave" branded on his forehead into the tunfield.

The No. [-] field is a wheat field, and there are three hundred slaves enslaved in the fields.

They are cows and horses.

A thin man in rags and sackcloth greeted him immediately, with a beard all over his face, he looked like a savage.

But a pair of eyes rolled slipperyly, putting on a skillful flattering look, hehe said:

"Master Bing, is there a new beast again?"

As he spoke, he looked up and down at the new short black guy.

The captain of the Tuntian who escorted the guards whipped his whip on the thin man like a savage. When he spoke, he seemed very familiar and shouted:
"Xu Nian, the old rules, the new animal will be a cow first, and then pull the plow for half a year!"

"But this new beast is quite powerful, otherwise it wouldn't be placed in the No. [-] farm. Xu Nian, you're a good boy. If you work hard, maybe you can be lifted out of the beast and become a soldier with the master !"

After Xu Nian heard this, he knelt on the ground excitedly and kowtowed three times.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a loud knock on the head.

Hearing this, several Yuanmen's personal soldiers guarding the fields immediately burst into laughter.

"Grandpa... is what Grandpa said true?"

"As long as the master is happy, let the little one do whatever..."

"But sir, can you add half a bowl to this dinner for those beasts behind me, these little beasts have been taught to obey me, look at this wheat field..."

however.

Xu Nian's words were not finished yet.

"Snapped!"

Another whip hit him directly in the face.

The guards, who were laughing just now, suddenly changed, spitting on Xu Nian's face.

"Add food? Do you want to add half a bowl of shit to you beasts? What!"

"roll!"

"Hey... little one, get out now, get out now!"

Xu Nian was laughing, without any sign of anger, half of his face was red and swollen from the whip, but he looked like a normal person, as if he had been numb for a long time.

Turning around, he changed his face, and said harshly to the new dark man:
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and leave!"

The swarthy man just looked at him so coldly, his brows were slightly frowned, and a trace of coldness and imperceptible anger flashed in his eyes.

That's right, this dark man is Wu Fei, the No. 20 Seventh Route flag officer of Jinyiwei North Town Fusi!
Wu Fei never thought that the real Tian Nu would look like this.

No backbone, no resentment, not even the slightest bit of self-esteem.

Wu Fei remained silent.

(End of this chapter)