black belly prince cruel concubine

Chapter 297
The moonlight is hazy and foggy.

The dim moonlight shines on the surface of the river, and through the layers of water mist, the waning moon reflected in the water can barely be seen.The night was as cold as water, and the grandparents, one old and one young, were wearing thin and shabby short shirts, and walked ghostly to the Tongsi River.

"Grandpa, it's so dark tonight that you can't see the road clearly. Do you think you can catch fish?" The thin boy was about eleven or twelve years old. His shorts were old and torn, and his handsome face was malnourished all year round. It became dark yellow and thin, and the fundus of the eyes was faintly blue.

Grandpa and grandson are fishermen who live by the Tongsi River, and their ancestors have made a living by fishing for generations. However, the imperial court issued a ban a few years ago, not allowing fishermen to fish in the Tongsi River, and those fishermen who made a living by fishing just left. , but the grandfather and grandson are very affectionate, and they don't want to leave the place where their ancestors lived for generations, so they stayed by relying on their previous fishing savings.But that meager savings is not enough for the grandpa and grandson to live for a lifetime, and now it is the time when they are dying, there is no way, the grandpa and grandson have no choice but to take risks and go fishing secretly at night in order to survive.

"Yes, I can." The old man hunched over, took off his patched blouse, and put it on the young man, "Son, it's cold tonight, and the night by the river is cold, put on your clothes quickly, so as not to catch the cold."

The young man was a filial child, blocking his grandfather's hand, "Grandpa, I'm not cold, you can dress yourself. I'll follow you down the river to fish later, do more work, and you'll be warm when you move."

The old man couldn't help it, sighed softly and shook his head, "Hey, these days are getting more and more difficult. The heat was so hot that I couldn't sleep in the past two days before the summer night, but it's so cold tonight. It will change as soon as it changes, just like those officials in the court. Master alone..." Before the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by the boy's exclamation, "Grandpa, look! Is there someone there?!"

The old man looked up, but unfortunately his old eyes were too dim to see clearly, "Where is it?"

"There! It's coming."

The old man took a few steps forward and leaned over to get a better look, only to see a corpse floating over with the current on the river, his expression changed suddenly, and he shouted anxiously, "Hey! This man must have drowned. Son, hurry up!" , punting the boat quickly, go up and have a look, and see if it’s still alive.”

"Ah? Oh, good." The young man hurriedly propped up the fishing boat and headed there. After approaching, the young man hurriedly threw the penny and worked together with his grandfather to pick up the corpse from the water.

"Ah!" When he saw the body that was picked up, the young man screamed in fright, and backed back again and again in horror, and finally tripped over the straw rope that tied the fishing net and sat down on the deck.

The boy's face was pale, and his bright eyes were full of fear in the night, and blood was reflected in his eyes.Following his panicked gaze, a bloody hand was covered under the sackcloth.The skin above the wrist is intact, but it has become a little pale due to being soaked in water for too long, but it looks very delicate, while the skin under the wrist is unsightly, and the skin on the palm is bitten. Only bones left!There is not a single piece of skin on the entire palm that is intact, and the bloody wound is shocking to look at!

Although the old man was shocked when he saw the world, he was much calmer than his grandson.He knelt down on the side of the boat, and without hesitation, he plunged his hand into the river. As soon as his hand entered the water, he saw the calm river surface suddenly rioting, and there was a "swish" sound. Looking closely, the water was covered with densely packed piranhas. All of them desperately rushed towards the old man's hand in the water, and the old man was so frightened that he immediately pulled his hand out of the water.

It was the first time the boy saw such a scene, and asked in a trembling voice, "Grandpa, what kind of fish are these? They are so vicious!"

"This is a piranha. It eats meat. It likes human meat the most. As long as it smells blood, it will riot. Son, hurry up and go ashore. We won't be fishing tonight. By the way, be careful, don't fall into the water, Otherwise...you won't be able to go home." The old man looked at the restless water surface and murmured in confusion, "Aren't piranhas only active in the upper Crescent Bay? Why are there so many downstream today..."

"Grandpa, was his hand eaten by the fish in this river?" the boy asked terrified.

The old man looked carefully at the scars on the disabled hand again, and nodded affirmatively, "Yes. But..." What the old man couldn't figure out was that piranhas are famous for their viciousness, and any food that falls into its mouth ends up with nothing but bones. No, why did this man only hurt one palm?Moreover, there are so many piranhas here, if a living person goes down, there will be no bones left in less than half a cup of tea. Judging from the white skin of this person, it will take at least two or three hours to fall into the water.How strange!
The boy cautiously rowed the boat ashore.The grandfather and grandson worked together to move the body off the boat.The young man was afraid to lift the upper body of the corpse, because he couldn't see the way clearly, he tripped over a stone and accidentally fell, which happened to be on top of the corpse.

The young man was timid, lying on top of the corpse, his heart was beating like thunder, he hurriedly supported the corpse's chest and wanted to get up, but unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched it, he felt a slight ups and downs under his palm, and he couldn't help but screamed, "Grandpa, he's still alive! He's still alive!"

The old man was surprised, sniffed his breath, leaned over and put his ear on his chest, and after confirming that he was still breathing, he quickly took off his short shirt and wrapped his bloody hand to stop the bleeding The blood continued, "Hurry up, take it to the hospital."

Both grandpa and grandson are simple and honest people, they can't do anything to avoid death, and they don't care about whether they have money, so they worked together to carry him to the nearest hospital.

The two of them were also lucky, the medical hall was not closed, and the lantern hung high at the door, illuminating the entire medical hall brightly.

"Doctor, help! Doctor..."

The medicine boy in the medical center was a snobbery who bullied the good and feared the evil. Seeing that the grandparents and grandchildren were dressed in rags, their faces were yellow, and they were very poor, they refused to let them in with a sharp voice, "Where are you beggars! You have to come to the door to beg for food." Get out, get out, get out!"

"Doctor, we are here to see a doctor, please..."

"Seeing a doctor?" Yaotong sneered, and gave his grandparents a disdainful look, "Do you have money to see a doctor? Get out of here, we are not a shantang here, which only takes in you group of insatiable beggars. Go somewhere else, don't It's polluting the land of the Lord."

Seeing that the temperature of the person on his back was getting lower and lower, the old man said 'no' in his heart, so he didn't care about other things, and rushed inside with the person on his back.

Seeing this, Yaotong sharpened his eyes, "Dare to break in? Ask for a beating!" He raised his hand and beat him.

"Stop!" The angry shout was thick and deafening, with a bit of military majesty.The drug boy raised his eyes, and when he saw the person coming, he hurriedly raised a flattering smile, and humbly stepped forward to serve him, "General Ren, you are here. Come inside, please, our husband has been waiting for a long time."

Ever since he drank the dog meat soup in Thunder King's Mansion, he has been in poor health, and he has diarrhea from time to time, but he can't find the reason, and his body is very weak.The medicine boy came to support him, but he didn't push him away, following the strength of the medicine boy's support, he walked up to the gate of the hospital.It happened to meet the grandpa and grandson who were waiting at the door.

He frowned and asked, "Who are they?"

"Back to the general, the two beggars said they came to seek medical treatment. The younger one will drive them away."

"Wait." Ren Zhongyuan glanced at the person on the old man's back, and the words of the eminent monk of Baolin Temple sounded, because of the collision with evil energy, the body becomes weak and evil, medicine and stones cannot be cured, and only doing good and accumulating blessings can wash away the evil energy.

If you save this person, you will be doing good. If you do good, you will accumulate blessings, and if you accumulate blessings, you will get rid of evil.Doesn't it mean that the disease of evil qi deficiency can be cured without medicine! ?
Immediately, Ren Zhongyuan became excited, pushed away the medicine boy who was helping him, pointed at the half-dead man on the old man's back who was only exhaling but not inhaling, and shouted, "Hurry up and carry him in, the general will pay for the medical expenses."

Not to mention how weird Yaotong's expression was, "General, your illness..."

Ren Zhongyuan stared, "What is the disease! I am not sick! Go, call your husband, no matter how expensive the medicinal materials are, he will be cured. If the treatment fails, I will demolish this place of yours. "

Yaotong was so frightened by his appearance that he broke into cold sweat, "Yes, yes, yes."

Yunze Palace.

Nishang was dressed in obscene clothes, sitting in front of the dressing table, painting her eyebrows and putting on makeup.

In the bronze mirror, the woman is beautiful and beautiful, as beautiful as peaches and plums, fragrant and delicate, and romantic.

Lifting the veil, the man entered in a snow-white elegant long gown, the scholarly look between his brows set off his ordinary face a bit delicately.The man walked behind the woman and saw that she was wearing obscene clothes, her face was still calm and unwavering.He bowed to pick up the mahogany comb on the dressing table, picked up a strand of black hair with one hand, and combed her hair himself.

"My lord." Yingying's watery eyes were full of tenderness, and the emotion in her eyes couldn't be hidden no matter what.She raised her eyes slightly, staring blankly at the man behind her combing her hair from the bronze mirror, curled the corners of her mouth, but her makeup without rouge was better than Chunhong, and her dimples were more beautiful than flowers.

King Yunze lowered his eyes, combing his waist-length hair earnestly and attentively. The black hair was like ink, black and straight, with a faint fragrance of pear blossom.

Comb from head to tail, one stroke at a time, so focused and serious that it seems like you are writing and painting.Although the movements are unfamiliar, they are not clumsy. After two or three repetitions, they become proficient, and the gentle movements are somewhat graceful.

"Nishang, yesterday the king gave a memorial and recognized you as his righteous sister. The emperor agreed, and made a title in your name, and named you Princess Nishang."

Nishang was startled for a moment, and then showed a brilliant smile, her joy was speechless.Now that she is a princess, is she worthy of him?

"Nishang, today the king of Japan sent your household registration documents to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and signed up to participate in the election of the crown princess."

The bright smile froze on his face in an instant, and there was an unconcealable sadness under the astonishment.

"Nishang, behave well and don't let me down." The soft voice was like a warm whisper between lovers.

After finishing speaking, without looking at her expression, she put down the mahogany comb, turned around and left the room.

Nishang was still sitting in front of the bronze mirror, as distraught as a butterfly with broken wings had lost all its brilliance.Looking at the bronze mirror with unfocused eyes, two lines of tears slowly fell.

(End of this chapter)