Defend the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 35
There is a possibility of being assassinated, and the west courtyard can no longer live.

Han Ping'an moved to the front yard and entered a room with a small patio, which was said to have been the boudoir of Princess Yeleguo.

Because no one took care of it for too long, and experienced several wars, the vines in the courtyard withered long ago.

The precious stones, gold and silver that were originally inlaid on the walls, pillars and vaults have also been pryed out long ago, and even the doors and windows have been dried and cracked.

Only those stone round benches, pools made of huge stones and stone flowerpots are relatively intact, and the patterns of the Western Region style on them can still be seen after vicissitudes of life, as if telling the past glory of this place.

Han Ping'an had visited Yele as early as when he came to Yele with the father of the supervising army.

It is not so much a visit as a treasure hunt.

In any case, it used to be the royal palace of Yele Kingdom, so I thought there should be something valuable here.I brought Li Er and San Nier to look for it several times, and even pried open the floor tiles to dig a lot of places, and got dirty every time, but found nothing.

This is not the first time Han Ping'an has come here, so Han Ping'an is naturally not curious about the new living environment.

After Huang Dafu and others moved the bed and set it up, and Yinniang spread the quilt, they washed their feet and went to bed.

In the eyes of those in Chang'an, Anxi is a place of bitter cold, and Xiaobolu, which is farther away than Anxi, is not a place for people to stay. It is said that he grew up in the arms of a woman.

The living habits that have been developed for more than ten years cannot be changed for a while, and no one can hug or coax her to sleep.

Seeing that he was always tossing and turning, Yinniang hesitated and climbed onto the bearded bed, lifted the quilt to cover her legs, just sat on the head of the bed, and patted like coaxing a child.

"Why don't you take off your clothes when you sleep." Han Ping'an turned around and hugged her legs, feeling much more comfortable.

"I am your sister."

"My mother didn't wear so much when she hugged me to sleep."

Yinniang closed her eyes and said, "That's your mother."

Han Ping'an reached out to touch it, yawned and asked, "Can you sleep without taking off your clothes? Isn't it uncomfortable for you to sit like this?"

Yinniang didn't answer, she turned around and reached over, touched the knife and put it in her hand, after thinking about it, she helped him tuck the quilt again.

Han Pingan adjusted his posture, and asked in a daze, "Sleep, why did you put the knife on the bed?"

"Someone is going to kill you."

Yinniang listened to the movement outside, thought about it and said: "You can't fall asleep if no one is coaxing you, and I can't sleep if I take off my clothes, and I can't sleep without the knife by my side."

She was so preoccupied with dealing with the crisis that she forgot that she was an extremely insecure person.

In the past few years, I have never seen her take off her clothes to sleep, or even lie down to sleep.As for knives, they should be kept at hand even when eating.

Thinking of her terrible childhood, Han Pingan pulled her hand into his arms, stroked the calluses on her hand and asked, "Sister, are you afraid of the dark?"

Yinniang was startled, and asked back, "How do you know?"

"Sister, you are Han Yinniang now, not Yunniang anymore. Can you stop thinking about the past and forget all the unhappy things."

"Can not forget."

"Still having nightmares?"

I haven't had any nightmares in the past few days, and I haven't always been awakened by terrible nightmares like before, but it's not because I have forgotten the past, but because I have been running around these days, too tired and too sleepy.

Yinniang really didn't want to answer his question, so she gently pulled out her hand, and while stroking his prickly cut head, said softly: "Sanlang, if you can't sleep, tell me about your childhood."

"When I was a child... I had a better life when I was a child than now."

"How wonderful."

"It starts with our father."

Han Ping'an comfortably rested on her lap, pulled her hand into the quilt again, put his arms around her arm and said, "Everyone thought that our father stayed in Xiaobolu because he was worried about the homesickness of the princess and aunt. It's just because I'm worried about Aunt Princess."

Yinniang really wanted to know about this family, and asked curiously, "Why is that?"

"Prince Little Bolu married a princess from Tubo almost at the same time when the princess and aunt married him. Not only did Tubo give a lot of dowry, but also went to many people, including Tubo ministers and warriors. This is not an ordinary marriage. , this is a political marriage."

"What is a political marriage?"

"Whoever the little Bolu king likes more, the little Bolu country will fall to whoever. The princess and aunt are weak, and they will definitely not be able to fight against the Tubo princess, so our father will stay and help her. It is said that it is helping the princess and aunt. Help Datang."

"and after?"

"Think about how powerful our father is. Maybe he was determined to die at that time. A scholar, he fought with all the heroes in the court of the little Bolu country. He was not afraid of the fierce Tubo people, and he convinced many little ones. The minister of Bolu Kingdom."

Han Pingan scratched his itch, and then said: "Little Bolu King also admires our father, not only let the Tubo princess and Tubo envoys restrain his subordinates, not allowing them to harm our father, but also treating our father as a guest, so I pass It is also very comfortable.

As far back as I can remember, there were more than a dozen slaves in Xiao Bolu's house.My mother either took me out to play, or took me to play with the princess aunt.Aunt Princess regards my mother as her own sister, don't mention how much she likes me.

As long as I go, Aunt Princess will only hug me, not the son she had with King Bolu.As long as there are delicious and interesting things, I will leave them to me, and later even Su Da followed suit..."

Yinniang was very envious of his childhood, she was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "What about later?"

"When I was six years old, Aunt Princess was sick. My stomach always hurt. It might be appendicitis. But even if I was sure it was appendicitis, what could I do? I could only watch her hurt. She walked in pain. It hurts to death."

"What is appendicitis?"

"A disease."

Human life is really fragile, especially in this world that lacks medical care and medicine, even a small cold may kill a person.

Han Pingan sighed secretly, and continued: "Aunt Princess is dead, and our father has no reason to stay in Xiaobolu. After finishing the funeral of Aunt Princess, he and my mother took me back to Chang'an. But he still hasn't left yet. When we arrived in Guishu, my mother fell ill again, vomiting and diarrhea..."

The person closest to him and the person who loved him the most died one after another within a year.

Yinniang finally understood why he was so afraid of getting sick, and finally understood why he always said that life is too short to eat, drink and have fun in time.

But what did these things he encountered compare with those he encountered when he was a child?

Yinniang couldn't help thinking of the scene when she ran away with her father when she was six or seven years old. There were horse thieves everywhere, and all she met were bad guys. She didn't dare to take off her clothes to sleep at night, and she didn't even dare to light a fire to keep warm. Wild rabbits can only be eaten raw.

Han Pingan didn't know what she was thinking, and hugged her arm tightly and said proudly: "Our father's official position is not very big, but he is very famous in Chang'an, because our father risked his life to hold Xiao Bolu for seven years." .Although Xiao Bolu turned against him in the end, he won seven years for Datang."

"Father is amazing."

"Yes, my father is definitely the greatest diplomat, bar none."

"What do diplomats do?"

"Officials who specialize in negotiating on behalf of the imperial court, but it seems that it is not appropriate to describe it as diplomacy. At that time, Xiao Bolu was not a foreign country, but a vassal state of the Tang Dynasty."

……

Han Pingan was talking, and fell asleep unconsciously.

I don't know how long I slept, but I was suddenly awakened by a hand covering my mouth tightly, and I was trying to push it away in a daze, when I heard Yinniang whispering in her ear: "Sanlang, the assassin is here, don't make a loud noise."

Han Ping'an's heart trembled, and he subconsciously opened his sleepy eyes.

Yinniang listened intently to the movement outside, then let go of her hand and lightly picked up the knife.

Han Pingan got up, leaned into her ear and asked, "When did you come, and how many are here?"

"Someone threw something into the west courtyard just now, I don't know how many came."

"Throwing stones to ask for directions..."

"Don't move, I'll go take a look."

"Wait, I'm wearing clothes, and I want to see them too."

The west courtyard had already laid down a net, and there were only three night watchmen in the entire Metropolitan Governor's Mansion.

Yinniang was not worried that he was in danger, she lifted the quilt and reminded: "Be gentle, don't scare the assassin away."

It's so exciting to catch an assassin!
Han Pingan hurriedly put on his clothes, sat on the bedside and put on his shoes, tiptoed out of the house with Yinniang, climbed up the ladder on the wall last night, and observed the west courtyard through a hole under the top of the wall. .

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the grape trellis and courtyard wall in the west courtyard can be clearly seen.

Yinniang was afraid that her pampered younger brother would fall, and even more worried that his younger brother would run away from the assassin, so she stood firm and covered his mouth.

At this time, a black shadow climbed onto the wall of the west courtyard.

The wall is so high, you don't have to go out to look to know that there must be someone helping outside.

Sure enough, the black image slid into the yard along the rope, squatted under the corner and looked around vigilantly.Immediately afterwards, another black figure appeared on the top of the wall, and it also seemed to slide in along the rope.

Although the West Courtyard is the smallest courtyard in the entire Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, its layout is similar to that of a courtyard house, with a total of fifteen rooms.

The two assassins didn't seem to have expected that the courtyard was so big. In fact, not many people in Yele City had the opportunity to enter the Dudu's Mansion, and even fewer people could enter the West Courtyard.

They hesitated for a moment, then went straight to the two big houses facing north and south with machetes in hand.

Han Ping'an was worried that Qu Tonghui and the others who were ambushing in the west courtyard would not hide in the house and fell asleep, when he saw a figure slowly stand up from the shadow of the bed under the grape arbor.

It's too late, it's too soon.

The figure who stood up swung his right hand, and the assassin who had just touched the door of the main room heard the movement, and before he could turn his head, he screamed, and the whole person fell straight and heavily to the ground.

The door slammed open, and several people rushed out holding horizontal knives.

Later, the assassin who entered the west courtyard realized that he was in an ambush, so he could not care about his companions, so he swung his scimitar and slashed at the guard who had just rushed out.

"If you dare to enter the Shiyu Mansion at night, you will be arrested if you are not tied up!"

"Put down the knife, you can't escape!"

It's easy to kill assassins, but it's not so easy to catch them alive.

The action team opened as soon as it was established. Gu Sili and other brats, under the command of a player, surrounded the assassin who seemed to have gone mad, frantically brandishing a horizontal knife to block.

Han Pingan wasn't worried that the assassin would escape, so he couldn't help but ask, "Sister, what happened to that assassin just now."

Yinniang said: "I was knocked over by Qu Tong's whip."

"Is it Watson hiding under the trellis?"

"Ah."

"You can see it from this far!"

Just as he was talking, Qu Tong shot again.

He picked up the machete of the first assassin, pulled away a Turkic boy, blocked the assassin's knife with a "dang", and then stuck to the side of the assassin, and then the assassin was taken down by him.

In the blink of an eye, it is really clean and neat.

It's a pity that the sight is not good at night, so I couldn't see clearly how he did it.

Han Pingan marveled secretly, and asked curiously: "Sister, if you fight Qu Tong, can you beat him?"

"I can't beat him, he is very powerful."

Yinniang looked at Qu Tong in the west courtyard, and said affirmatively, "But I can kill him, it's not difficult to kill him."

Han Pingan came over suddenly and couldn't help laughing: "I almost forgot that you can't fight, you can only kill."

(End of this chapter)