The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 40
Yi Ren didn't take it seriously, and stood up slowly with the support of Eleven.

"What's wrong with your feet?" Eleven quickly noticed her slow movement and asked worriedly.

"It's sprained." Yi Ren said in a down-to-earth manner, "By the way, how did you find me?"

"I've been looking for you for several days." Eleven pouted, with a look of 'you don't even know': "Miss entered the palace with the prince, and later I only heard that the prince was exiled, but there was no news of the lady. I thought..." She paused and stopped talking, but Yi Ren could understand her worry at that time.

Yi Ren didn't ask, but just looked at her with a smile, and asked, "Eleven, what kind of person is your husband, Huang Aniu?"

I don't know what the person Shi Shi married looks like—Yi Ren has never been a curious person, but she is a little interested in Shi Shi's husband.Probably because of concern about eleven.

The indifference in the past may be just because of indifference to the world.

When Eleven saw her asking about her husband, her pretty face blushed, and her pungent expression immediately subsided, and she was about to describe it in detail, when she heard an old voice tremblingly asking: "Dare to ask this lady, The husband you speak of, do you mean the husband?"

Yi Ren was speechless, realizing that he had brought out modern words.She stared and saw that the old man in front of her was dressed in rags and had a vicissitudes of life. The deep gully on his forehead seemed to be filled with suffering and wisdom, and it was bottomless. "It's what my husband meant." She replied.

Hearing this, the old man's expression suddenly became very strange, it was a mixture of memory and admiration, and even a little solemn: "In the past, Mrs. Xi was called Xianxian Huang like this, it's a pity...it's a pity that I'm the first emperor. The emperor never knew what it meant, otherwise, the tragedy that followed would not have happened."

His voice was very low, as if talking to himself.

Yi Ren blinked her eyes, and finally her face, which was always calm and breezy, finally changed a bit. She was delighted and surprised: "Mrs. Xi used to call others like that."

"Yes." The old man seemed to have fallen into the past, and his wrinkled face seemed to be covered with a ray of reminiscence: "Mrs. Madame always smiles and doesn't speak—then—" The old man paused, and said with great regret: "Later, the first emperor finally gave Madam Xi a marriage to the Liu family in Jiangnan. He didn't understand the deep meaning of Madam."

Yi Ren seems to understand half-understood, from the general meaning, it seems to be a love story at a loss, but the story itself is not important, the important thing is-why does Mrs. Xi know modern vocabulary?
Could it be that she also wore it alone?
"Where is Mrs. Xi now?" Yi Ren asked casually as she was still shocked by her conjecture.

"Miss wants to see Mrs. Xi?" The old man asked inexplicably, his cloudy eyes suddenly brightened: "Yes, Miss understands Mrs. Xi's words, so she can naturally understand Mrs. Xi's last words. The old man will take the young lady there Find Madam."

Before Yi Ren could answer, Eleven, who had already been beside him, couldn't hold back and shouted in a low voice: "Here, you old man, it seems that you are also a beggar. Are you a disciple of that incense master? What nonsense are you talking about here?"

The old man glanced back at her, the vicissitudes of life just now faded away in an instant, his slightly hunched body also straightened up, his eyes were like torches, and Shi Shi's heart was terrified.

"You are also a righteous servant. I don't care about you for the time being. This young lady wants to see Mrs. Xi. The old man just obeys her wishes and offends me." As soon as the words fell, the old man picked up Yi Ren like an eagle catching a chicken. The collar, legs moved slightly, that thin figure, like a rocket launcher, disappeared from Eleven's sight in the blink of an eye.

Eleven was dumbfounded, stunned for a while, then turned around, restrained his face and said in a low voice: "Come on, find out which incense master's sect that old beggar is from, it's so rude, and, hurry up and find that old man!" Mrs. Xi's position."

Everyone led the order, and Eleven turned back to look at the dust that was still turning up, his bright eyes slowly sank, and he murmured: "Miss Miss, Eleven also has her own life, if I can help you, I can only help you." Here it is."

She suddenly had a very strange premonition that she would probably never find her silly lady again.

When Yi Ren was brought to Saibei, she didn't know that she was already in Saibei.

It's just that after walking with the old man for five days, the surrounding scenery became more and more desolate-it was also winter in the Central Plains, and the flowers and grasses on the roadside had all withered, but occasionally there were some bright colors, such as early-blooming winter plums.Like the bright clothes of a child.

And on the fifth day, the town where Yi Ren stayed was completely gray.The nearby brick walls are all made of gray big stones and soil, but at the extreme of the line of sight, beyond the brick walls, there are large expanses of Gobi that can't be seen.

This is outside the pass, outside the Saibei pass.

The lonely smoke in the desert is straight outside the pass.

Yiren traveled so fast in the past five days, and when he arrived in front of the dilapidated inn, he was exhausted, and he was really not in the mood to enjoy the scenery.

She only wants two things now: a bucket of steaming water, and a soft bed.

If it is possible, the little butt that has been hurt by the saddle in the past few days also needs some medicine - but seeing the serious expression on the face of the person next to him, Yi Ren decided not to speak.

She doesn't know how to ride a horse. She was threatened by the old man all the way. The two rode together, day and night. At most, they stopped on the way to buy some steamed buns and water. Yiren has never suffered such a crime in her life, but it's okay. , she is in a good state of mind, she just feels that since she has already suffered, that's the only way to go.

Therefore, she didn't yell or anything, but just be quiet, eat when it's time to eat, and go on the road when it's time to go on the road. During the bumps and bumps, she can still nap on the old man for a while.

After five days like this, the old man finally stopped and led the horse to the front of the inn. Yi Renfang rolled down from above, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, he felt pain all over his body and almost fell limp on the ground.

"You lead the horse to the back." The old man ordered with his white beard curled up, looking bossy.

Yi Ren didn't grunt or whine, and honestly took the reins, and dragged the exhausted steed to the back of the house, but only dragged it to the back of the house, and then came back clapping his hands.

Before she came to the front, she only heard a long horse neighing, and for some reason, the horse galloped away quickly.

Yi Ren turned his head to stare at the smoke and dust left by the horse along the way, and raised his hand to pat his head.

"You didn't tie the rope?" The old man stared at her with wide eyes.

"Have you ordered?" Yi Ren asked innocently.

She has always been a person who takes a step with a whip, and asking her to do extra things is tantamount to going to heaven.

The old man thought she was making trouble on purpose, his old face sank, and his white beard immediately drooped down on both sides, which was really ridiculous: "I know that I took you captive, you feel uncomfortable, although you cooperated very much along the way, but There must be resentment. Do you think you can disobey this old man with such a trick?"

"I didn't disobey you." Yi Ren blinked and said, "You are quite old, and I should follow your orders—but you really didn't order them."

There are more than thousands of things in this world. Yi Ren's principle has always been: only do what must be done, and she can't take care of other things if she wants to.

Seeing that she was still quibbling, the old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "I think it's strange that you are quiet, because you are only a gourd! Little girl, don't blame me, because if I do this, there must be people who won't like you!" Reason not to do it." After a pause, his expression eased a little, and he began to mention Mrs. Xi again: "If you can understand Mrs. Xi's words, you are naturally from the same hometown as her. You can understand many of her dialects. I understand, that is your blessing and your luck—by the way, what did you mean by 'Nanbowang' yesterday?"

"The meaning of No.1." Yi Ren replied honestly.

Along the way, he had already asked her a lot of words, and Yi Ren became more and more determined that the person he was about to meet must be dressed alone.

As for whether they are from the same age as her, it remains to be investigated.

"Aunt Liu, is the person you are talking about, Axue?" Just as Yi Ren finished speaking, a curious voice suddenly came from a teahouse opposite the inn.

Yi Ren was a little surprised when he heard the name A Xue, but he was not sure.

He just stood there, focused his ears and listened to the conversation in the opposite teahouse.

It's a pity that the voice dropped again, and the ears were filled with Dr. Tea's yelling and the old man with the white beard.

"You little girl, why are you still in a daze here, go in." Seeing Yi Ren in a daze, the old man was very angry.

Yi Ren glanced back at him, and introduced himself with a good temper: "My name is Yi Ren."

After traveling together for many days, the man never asked her name.

The old man was startled, said 'Oh', and then walked into the gate of the inn first.

Yi Ren didn't neglect either, and followed closely.

She didn't want to sleep on the street yet - and, the place didn't seem very safe either.

In the outskirts of the border town, there is a lack of supplies, but there are many inns. The people who come and go are all passing by, and the long-term population is not too many - most of the passing by are merchants who travel to and from the border with their heads in their hands, and the merchants attract them. Mostly thieves.

When Yiren and the old man entered the town together, they met a group of reckless men who slapped them by. There were bloodstains on their shirts, and they looted them from nowhere.

At that time, Yi Ren also noticed that the old man shook his head, and said to himself: "If Mrs. Xi were here, these people would not be allowed to be so rampant."

After getting along for a few days, Yi Ren found that the old man had a surprising respect for the "Mrs. Xi" he called, almost like a god.

And the Mrs. Xi in his mouth is indeed omnipotent, except for flying into the sky and escaping from the ground, she is just like a superman: poetry and songs, whimsical ideas, open-minded and straightforward, and unparalleled in strategy.

Even if it is a modern person who wears clothes, with thousands of years of culture as the foundation, this Mrs. Xi is still a very remarkable person-Yi Ren also wears clothes, but she has achieved nothing.Wen is not literary, military is not martial, let alone create a hegemony, show a lifetime of prestige like this time-traveling predecessor, and win the admiration and reverence of so many strange men.

Yi Ren simply wasted the sacred word 'crossing'.

"How soon will we see Mrs. Xi?" Thinking about it, Yi Ren suddenly wanted to meet this great 'standard time traveler'.

The old man stopped in his tracks. It was the first time that Yiren asked a question. He felt a little surprised, "It will be soon. Take a day off. Tomorrow morning, go deep into the Gobi for three days, and you will see Madam's cemetery."

"The cemetery?" Yi Ren blinked, a little puzzled.

Could it be that this outstanding senior has passed away?
The old man's complexion also dimmed, with a desolate and a little bit of madness, like this deserted land suddenly blown by the wind: "Although Mrs. Xi is gone, if she stays, she can still overthrow the entire dynasty—is Mrs. Xi Will never die!"

(End of this chapter)