Wei Shu

Chapter 50
At that moment, Wei Shu inexplicably thought of Aunt Ge who was guarding the stove, and how she sniffed her waist badge like a dog.

At this time, the snake-like tattoo on Aunt Ge's face overlapped with the tattoos on Li Nu's face in front of him.

Wei Shu subconsciously pinched her cuffs tightly.

In a split second, the scene of the iron cone flying straight to the enemy prisoner flashed in her mind.

At a certain moment, she even thought that all this had already happened, the two golden riders were killed, she took the horses out of the city, and these slaves escaped with their lives.

Then, the tall gate of Li Nu Fang, and the strings of dried human heads hanging under the gate, appeared in front of Wei Shu.

She let go of her cuffs.

The decline of the country has brought disaster to the people.

Even though she was no longer the king of a country, Wei Shu at this moment still felt a sense of guilt and powerlessness as an emperor.

But I don't know if the people of Daliang under her rule back then were suffering, suffering, and struggling for their lives like these Song people in a foreign country before her.

For the first time in her life, Wei Shu realized that she had empathy for those rebels back then.

They may not be wrong.

They just made a choice in desperation, just like the heads hanging high in front of the gate of Li Nufang.

The difference between the two is that the latter failed, while the former broke into the palace, killed the empress, and finally turned things around.

"This matter is definitely not something I can do alone."

Wei Shu's voice was so soft that she couldn't even hear herself.

Personal blood and courage can't change anything at all.

If we want to change the situation, we need a larger power that also comes from the source, and this power must also gather everyone from the emperor to the Li Shu before it can finally become a force.

Gathering such strength requires a long time and perseverance from the top and bottom. However, Da Song doesn't even want to fight now, so why talk about other things?

And under such circumstances, all Wei Shu could do was to stand quietly, watch, and say nothing.

Five steps of blood splashing, happy love and hatred, this is her wish to send her soul body to flourish.

As a warrior, she wanted to draw her sword, cut off the head of the golden man, gouged out the unsightly tattoos, and wanted to level this corner gate, this mansion, this blood-stained street and city.

But in the end, she still put her hand on the food box lightly, and her eyes returned to calm.

She is Akiss.

But, it was Wei Shu.

Wild laughter echoed in the alley.

Wei Shu closed her eyes slightly, and took a few deep breaths.

The air in early spring seemed to sharpen a sharp blade, cutting open the end of her nose and cutting into her chest, gradually cooling her heart.

She lowered her gaze, and then lowered it until it was within an inch of her eyes.

Seeing some dust on the food box, she carefully wiped it off with her sleeves, rearranged her dress, and even bent over to wipe off the mud on the shoe.

The commotion ahead finally subsided.

With the closing of the narrow wooden door, everything is hidden in it.

Wei Shu stood alone at the entrance of the alley, the high wall covered the dim setting sun, half of her body was bathed in the shadow, and the scar on her forehead looked a bit harsh.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was the sound of footsteps behind him.

Wei Shu's ears moved.

The maid finally came back.

When she turned to look at her, Wei Shu's usual gentle smile appeared on her face, and she greeted softly, "Sister is finally here, I've been waiting for quite a while."

The maid also knew that she came back late, so she just nodded at Wei Shu, then passed her with her waist card high, and rushed to the corner door and knocked on the door.

"Zhiya——" the wooden door was half opened immediately, and the steward who was waiting here stretched his head to have a look, and muttered unhappily: "It's almost dark."

She was here to wait for the two maidservants of Baihuayuan to return to the mansion, and she waited for a long time before she found them, so she didn't check any more. Seeing that the number of people matched, she took another look at the waist card in the maid's hand, and checked that it was correct. Afterwards, he hastily marked a few points with a Chinese ink pen on the list, and hurried away.

The servant girl was afraid that she would get annoyed, so she kept apologizing and apologizing. Seeing that she was leaving in a hurry, she also hurriedly chased after her, and stuffed a box of rouge that she had just bought into her hand, and the two of them pushed and let each other go. They moved quickly, and by the time Wei Shu arrived, the two of them had long since disappeared.

Wei Shu simply stopped and stood by the door.

She still needs a little time.

Just now, the two golden riders drew the murderous intent. At this moment, the dantian was churning like burning oil, and the choked cold air was also stirred up. The cold and hot current merged and attacked, and Wei Shu seemed to be in the flames and the snow cave at the same time. Among them, the upper body was hot and the lower body was cold.

Fortunately, she had already entered the mansion at this time, and the maid went back to Baihuayuan first to deal with business, so it would be fine if Wei Shu slowed down, she just stood there and adjusted her breath, until the confrontation between the cold and the heat in her body became less intense, Only then did he move forward.

The woman guarding the corner gate was full of white hair, her back was bent, and she stood tremblingly under the eaves. Seeing that Wei Shu had finally come in, she smiled flatteringly, and closed the door with a stumbling Jin Guo Say hello to her:
"You...you are back."

Her Jin Guo dialect has a strong Jiangnan accent.

In the past 20 years, her hair has turned white, but her accent has not changed.

Wei Shu smiled and stared at the drooping pale head in front of her. After a while, she took out a few copper coins from her skirt pocket and handed them to the old woman familiarly.

"Grandma has worked hard."

She speaks Central Plains dialect.

"Thank you." The old grandma still spoke the unfamiliar Jin Guo dialect. After receiving the copper tin, she carefully counted it several times, and murmured vaguely and joyfully: "Aunt... I have candy to eat... ..."

Ah Nan is her daughter's baby name.

She seemed to have forgotten that her Ah Nan was gone many years ago.

"Oh, by the way, Seventh... Seventh Miss... has returned home..." The voice of the old woman came, with deep fear, her pale hair trembling in the wind, as if the three "Seventh Girl" What kind of spell is this word, once mentioned, it will attract evil spirits that eat people.

Wei Shu said softly, "Well, I saw it too."

The two golden soldiers painted with the heads of cows just now were the guards who followed Huazhen to go hunting in the other village.

It seems that Hua Zhen has gained a lot this time, and the group of slaves tied with nooses is the "bet" she has won in the past few days.

The nobles of Baishuang City used to have a very cruel habit, that is, to release slaves back to the forest, and then hunt and kill them. Whoever hunted the most "prey" would be the winner.

Now, with the implementation of the Jin State's appeasement policy for the Song people, this kind of hunting has become much more hidden, and it is only occasionally carried out among the top nobles, and the slaves are also divided into two parts, one part is prey, and the other part is prey. Part of it is a bet.

Wei Shu lowered her eyes and brushed the corner of her skirt, two words suddenly appeared in her mind:

When punished.

(End of this chapter)