Reborn Wangjia's little koi, reclaiming wasteland and farming to become the richest man

Chapter 130 Sheng Xing
Everyone started to pack their things, two men entered the firewood room, dragged Yin Ze out, and then looked at Sheng Jiaojiao.

Someone took out a rope and was about to tie her up, but she got up by herself and straightened her dress.
"No need, I won't yell or yell, just let you go."

"This is up to you."

The man smiled ferociously at Sheng Jiaojiao, they didn't believe in people who didn't yell or yell along the way, among those women who were tied up by them, which one didn't make a fuss?

All have to be tamed.

Sheng Jiaojiao, however, was standing in the firewood room in Tingting, looked at the two people opposite, and said softly:
"You're too late."

"what?"

Before the words were finished, a large group of frontier soldiers rushed into the yard.

Zheng Ling took the lead, Master Dao got up, pointed at Zheng Ling and said angrily:

"who are you?"

Outside the gate of the courtyard, Tan Ji in black armor walked in. He glanced at the general situation in the courtyard, shook off a roll of drawing paper, and asked:

"Master Knife?"

"what?"

Master Dao became more courageous, and before he could quibble a few words, Tan Ji at the door walked into the yard, lightly saying:
"Not a single one."

Zheng Ling got the order to fight away with the coming frontier army, Tan Ji hurried in, walked past Yin Ze who was lying on the ground, and entered the firewood room all the way.

In the firewood room, before the two men holding the rope could react, Tan Ji appeared at the door of the firewood room.

A human head was thrown behind Tan Ji, with a stream of hot blood, the people in the firewood room were fighting, but Tan Ji didn't see these two people at all.

With a calm and handsome face, he called out:
"Jiao Niang, Tan Ji is late."

Sheng Jiaojiao stood upright, raised her eyes, originally she didn't feel any grievances in her heart, but the moment she saw him, grievances suddenly arose in her heart.

She took two steps forward, and threw herself directly into Tan Ji's arms, as if jumping from the ups and downs of the previous life to the safe and smooth life of this life, she closed her eyes, shed tears, and choked up, saying:
"Take me back, you take me back."

"Take me back."

Crying sounded, and the sound changed from weeping to mourning, and Tan Ji's heart ached from crying.

I have known Sheng Jiaojiao for so many years, every time I see her, she is beautiful, dignified and demure.

I have never cried so panicked and disregarded the image.

Tan Ji trembled, took off the cloak on his body, wrapped Sheng Jiaojiao around him, and wanted to take her away, but the yard was covered with blood, and Yin Ze was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Sheng Jiaojiao did not remind anyone about Yin Ze's identity.

Apart from grabbing everything she has now, she doesn't care much about anyone in her previous life.

The moment is what matters.

The body was picked up horizontally by Tan Ji, he stepped over the broken bones and bloody corpses, and led Sheng Jiaojiao away from this filthy yard.

Someone came over, pointed at Yin Ze on the ground, and whispered to Tan Ji:

"Yi Chang, what should we do with this person? He doesn't look like someone from Master Dao, but rather he was kidnapped by Master Dao."

"Whatever you want, don't worry about him."

Sheng Jiaojiao clung to Tan Ji's shoulders, only glanced at the old man in front of him, then lowered his eyelashes, his mind was not on Yin Ze at all.

She took the token of Yin Ze's guard and only promised not to kill Yin Ze.

It's not that this person can't be saved, but it's that he can't get involved with this person, especially Yin Ze is on the way to become the prince, and many people will die.

Only the farther away from Yin Ze, the more able to protect himself.

Yin Ze's blood-stained eyelashes trembled, lying on the ground, and when he turned his head to look, he happened to see Sheng Jiaojiao being hugged and leaving.

He smiled faintly, yes, he has been very unlucky recently, whoever sticks to him will die,
Being able to rescue him from the hands of these pickled bastards is already the greatest kindness of these frontier soldiers.

He has not disclosed his identity, how can he expect them to continue to save him?
With such a dilapidated body, he clearly felt the loss of life in his body, and he probably couldn't save him.

The corner of Yin Ze's mouth was filled with bitterness. He looked at the sky full of stars. It turned out that another night had passed.

Was this his last night?Father, mother, baby, can't go to the imperial capital?
He has not yet ascended to the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, so he is really not reconciled.

A tear fell down the corner of Yin Ze's glistening eyes. He closed his eyes and rushed to his death full of resentment and unwillingness. He was the grandson of the emperor, and he had a wife from a previous life, and he had just reunited with his wife from a previous life.

This is going to die.

Waking up again, Yin Ze's eyes glowed orange.

He was still seriously injured, lying motionless on a piece of rock, and smelled a very strong aroma of herbs mixed with meat in his nostrils.

The bonfire was still burning, and a few days had passed. Yin Ze turned his head with difficulty, and saw the back of a man sitting by the bonfire with his back facing him, grilling meat.

In this wilderness, he also hummed a song while coaxing the child to sleep,

Yin Ze frowned and asked:

"What song is this?"

"Nice song."

A man turned around, wearing a pheasant with a branch in his hand. The skin of the pheasant had been stained by the oil he roasted, and the chicken belly seemed to be stuffed with herbs, so the smell of the meat was mixed with the aroma of herbs. .

Yin Ze was a little hungry.

He was too embarrassed to take the initiative, so he could only lie motionless on the rocks, staring at the man's face with his black eyes.

This man's face reminded him of his wife from his previous life.

By the way, what's her name?Where did you go?

Is it related to this person in front of you?
Or, the face he saw at that time was not his wife in the previous life, but the man in front of him at all.

Yin Ze hurriedly wanted to get up, but the wound on his body was affected, and he grinned in pain.

"I advise you not to move."

The man sitting by the fire, with a smile on his face, tearing the chicken leg in his hand, said to Yin Ze:
"I've already taken care of your injuries. There's enough food left here. If you think you can walk, go ahead. I don't care if you die on the way."

He found Yin Ze in the mass grave, seeing that this man was still breathing, and because he was timid because of his proximity to his hometown, he showed a rare kindness in ten thousand years.

"you!"

Yin Ze was out of breath and wanted to sit up, but just as he exerted force on his waist and abdomen, Sheng Xun pressed his shoulders and lay down again.

Lying on the rocks, he panted and said:

"Now that I am in peace, anyone can talk to me like this, and anyone can bully me."

Sheng Xing said slowly:

"Don't be in a hurry to call me a dog. I just want to ask you, you have been bullied so far, have you never thought about living a good life? How to live?"

Yin Ze pursed his lips tightly, closed his eyes, tensed his jaw, and clenched his fists hanging on both sides of his body tightly.

It's not that he didn't think about it, he also thought about it, but, did those people give him a way out?From Jishang to here, in the short journey, how many people who protected him died, and how many times was he hunted down?

He also wanted to live, but as time went on, his hope of living became slimmer.

"Live. If they want you to go east, you go west. If they want you to die, you live. Wherever they don't want you to go, you go there. You have to live, do what they don't want you to do, Be what they want you to be less and less."

Sheng Xing broke a branch, and while moving his wrist, he was holding the sword flower, but his body was still lazily leaning on the stone. The night wind blew his long hair, and the bonfire was crackling.

The nebula flows in the open high sky in the frontier, and this place is still in the north of Zhishou County.

I don't know how long the silence lasted. Yin Ze, who was covered in injuries on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear. He looked towards the distant nine days, gritted his teeth,

"I want to live, you, send me to the imperial capital, I want to live."

What Sheng Xun said was right, he had to live, he still had a lot of things to do, he didn't want to die like an ant, those people were afraid that the crown prince would recover after he went back, so he had to go back anyway.

In his previous life, he was able to become the Ninth Five-Year Supreme. Although there was a deviation in his path in this life, there was no reason why the deviation went.

"Send you to the imperial capital? I still have something to do, I'm going to find someone."

Sheng Xing propped his jaw with one hand, and looked down at Yin Ze below, with a smile on his face and ruthless eyes.

In this world, to invite a top killer like him to do a task, the reward must be very generous.

The point is that he has already washed his hands in the golden basin, finally got rid of all the troubles in the past, and now he has to rush back to find his wife.

"Send me to the imperial capital, what do you want, what will I give you."

Yin Ze's body was covered in blood. He raised his eyes and looked at Sheng Xun above his head. The desire for life in his eyes was extremely strong.

At first glance, this person is not a thing in the pool.

"It sounds like you are also a caring person? Yes, how can a person who has no caring thoughts suffer such a serious injury and still not plan to see the King of Hades?"

There was some teasing in Sheng Xing's eyes, that face that was exactly the same as Yin Ze's memory made Yin Ze's heart ache.

Yin Ze closed his eyes, raised his hand and held it on his heart, the corners of his eyes were moist,
"I want to live, I want to see my wife again, she is still waiting for me to find her, I want to live well."

"Your wife."

The expression on Sheng Xing's handsome face suddenly became extraordinarily soft. He looked down at Yin Ze, as if looking at himself through him, and asked:

"After so many years, does she still remember you? Are you sure she is still waiting for you?"

"It doesn't matter if she remembers me or not? It's enough for me to remember her."

"Okay, I'll let someone escort you to the imperial capital."

Sheng Xing was moved. Those who were on the verge of death and could not forget their wives deserved sympathy and help.

Looking at Yin Ze again, he had passed out.

"So weak?"

Sheng Xing sighed, threw the branch in his hand, turned around, sighed, and went to find herbs for Yin Ze.

Because he lives in the bloody wind all year round, he is very keen on capturing vitality. Even without knowing it, he can tell through smell and intuition which plants can be used as medicine, which plants are poisonous, and which plants can be used as medicine. To feed their hunger, which ones are eaten by ferocious beasts.

And in order to get away from the past, he actually suffered some injuries, but because of his special constitution, as long as he can maintain his physical strength to keep up, even without medicine, he can quickly repair the wounds on his body.

Soon, Sheng Xun was asked to find some herbs to stop bleeding, crushed them with stones, and applied them on Yin Ze's wound.

After dressing Yin Ze's wound, Sheng Xing carried Yin Ze on the horse. When he arrived at Jixia, he turned left and right, entered a yard, handed him over to the yard, and asked them to take him to the imperial capital.

The old man in the courtyard saw him out, and stood at the gate of the stone-built courtyard to watch him,

"The golden basin has washed its hands, where are we going next?"

"Of course I went back to find my wife to warm up the kang."

Sheng Xing was wearing a long gown made of muslin and a cloth cap on his head, looking like a very handsome scholar.

He held an ordinary sword in his hand, and the scabbard seemed to have been painted off. He raised his hand and patted the old man's shoulder, leading an old horse, and walked towards the North County Market.

From the south to the north of Zhishou County and the north of the county, his heart desires.

Sheng Jiaojiao woke up in the tent in Nanji.

Perhaps it was because the effects of the drug had not yet faded, and for a moment, she couldn't tell the difference between the past and the present.

Footsteps sounded, a big hand lifted the curtain, Sheng Jiaojiao's complexion was pale, the memory came back from the massacre of Huangtu Village in her previous life, she sat on the blanket, nervously looking at the people who came in.

Tan Ji's face appeared in front of her. He was wearing light armor and holding a bowl in his hand.

Seeing Sheng Jiaojiao with long hair, a fragile and fragile face, and a terrified look in his eyes, Tan Ji felt a pain in his heart, and sat down with a bowl,

"I made you a bowl of porridge. You drink it first. When you feel better, I will send you back to Huangtu Village."

As he spoke, he took a spoonful of porridge, hesitated, and fed it to her lips.

Sheng Jiaojiao looked up at him, his handsome face was serious, but the roots of his ears were red.

Come to think of it, he was also very nervous.

The hand that held the sword all year round was a little trembling, and he could hardly take out a small porcelain spoon. Just when Tan Ji felt that he was too abrupt and Meng Lang wanted to withdraw his hand from feeding the porridge.

Sheng Jiaojiao lowered her head, pressed her pink lips against the porcelain spoon, and took a small sip.

Fu Rong's face was slightly red, Sheng Jiaojiao did not dare to look down at Tan Ji, and Tan Ji also pretended that all the tension and apprehension did not exist, and fed Sheng Jiaojiao the porridge spoonful by spoonful.

"actually."

Sheng Jiaojiao bit her lips slightly, and said to Tan Ji:
"I'm fine."

Those who kidnapped her didn't hurt her, and didn't even speak to her a few words. The reason why she fainted in Tan Ji's arms may be because the drug those people gave her was too heavy.

Tan Ji didn't speak, he took out a silk handkerchief, wiped Sheng Jiaojiao's mouth, and said in a low voice:

"I've never seen you cry like a child."

She passed out crying and crying. Tan Ji and Qi Zhang who caught up with him were terrified. They hurriedly found the military camp in Nanji and placed her here.

"Ah, that."

Sheng Jiaojiao's cheeks were flushed, she felt a little embarrassed, she didn't know why she was able to cry like that at that time.

He heard a series of footsteps coming from outside the tent, Qi Zhang opened the curtain and came in, followed by Niu Ju with red and swollen glasses.

"Jiao Jiaoer."

Qi Zhang rushed over, looked Sheng Jiaojiao up and down, held her shoulders with both hands, and said nervously:
"Are you all right? Is there anything wrong?"

Tan Ji moved faster than Qi Zhang, and when Qi Zhang arrived at Master Dao's yard, there was only a yard of corpses left inside.

(End of this chapter)