Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 592 The Great Hero

However, King Qin would never run like this, he trained thousands of elites, especially the silver taels.As many as 15 taels, it is not so easy to pass under the noses of the defenders of the Song and Jin Dynasties.King Qin can give up everything, but he will never give up on these.

When he first got the exact news about the treasure, he was also taken aback, and immediately sent Hailing to attack.However, he also knew that maybe, this was just a bait, King Qin has always been like this, at first he did not believe that King Qin's treasure would be so easy to find.

Sure enough, because of this delay, King Qin probably just escaped the pursuit and search of the Jin army along the way, and has already fled to the border.King Qin was indeed a ruthless character, but he forgot who he was fighting against.When it came to trickery, he was nothing more than a pirate.I'm afraid it's not that easy to play tricks in front of myself.

The bumps on the horse's back, never once, he was so tired as today, as if he was overwhelmed.War is also a load.Behind him, Wu Qimai and other guards looked at him worriedly, not understanding what happened.Originally, the battle at the pass was not as good as in the mountains. Da Jin dispatched a large number of kidnappers to deal with King Qin.

Wu Qimai, like all the Jin troops, almost held the hope of a complete victory, and the border has already added many checkpoints, even a fly can't fly out, so why be afraid of him, King Qin?
He looked from behind and saw the fourth prince riding on horseback, with his eyes closed wearily, slightly, as if he had fallen asleep.Fourth prince, why is this so?
Wind all the way, dew all the way, grass all the way to the sun - this is still a section of mountain road with woods, the dew on the grass wets the horse's hooves; Jin Wushu is on the horse's back, bowing his head, a slanting branch sweeps On the top of the head, dripping cold dew.Suddenly I remembered Su Dongpo's words:

Ice muscles and bones, self-cooling and no sweat.The wind from the water hall is full of fragrance.The embroidered curtain is open, and a little moon is peeping at people; people are not sleeping, leaning on pillows and hairpins, and their temples are chaotic.

Get up and hold plain hands, the court is silent, and sometimes you see sparse stars traveling across the Milky Way.How about the night?It's already three o'clock at night, the golden wave is light, and the jade rope turns low.But when the westerly wind comes, it doesn't know how to change it secretly in fleeting years.

What flashed in front of my eyes was that woman in Kaifeng City, on the tea house, serving tea with slender hands, with beautiful eyebrows, such a lush young girl, with all her heroic spirit, leaving only her softness.The big gold woman has thick hands and big feet. When he read the word roughly, it was difficult to imagine what "ice muscle and jade bone" was, but after that time, he understood.

She is equal to all beautiful poems, such as Tang poetry and Song Ci are customized for it.

Surrounded by a beautiful shadow, with a wisp of soft fragrance, it is the figure of King Qin, rough, hateful, full of violence and ridicule - Wushu is like a tortoise!Wushu live tortoise!

His images overlapped, covered her, and even merged into one.The devil is possessed, she is possessed by the devil.

"Kill, kill King Qin!"

"Kill, kill Hua Rong!!!"

He yelled and woke up suddenly.

"Fourth Prince, don't worry, King Qin will definitely not be able to escape."

He was startled, it was just a false sleep.Had a nightmare.To be so tired on horseback.It turned out that I was really old.He thought, Lu Wenlong has always pitied his mother, but who will pity himself?
Wu Qimai said in a low voice, with a smile: "Congratulations to the fourth prince, you have successors, the little prince is still waiting for you to go back..."

He didn't make a sound, but he immediately felt comforted in his heart.If Wu Qimai said this in the past, he would definitely stop him, but today, he just glanced at the guard gratefully. After all, he is an old servant who has followed him for a long time. intimate.

Before despair comes, there is finally a glimmer of hope, after all, blood is thicker than water.Perhaps, this is God's greatest comfort to me?

A smile appeared on the corner of Jin Wushu's mouth, which was also hatred, as if the culprit of all this was King Qin, as long as King Qin was killed, everything would be over.Just like when Yue Pengju was killed, the world will be at peace.He held the reins tightly, swiped his whip, and the black horse galloped forward.

This time, no matter what you want to capture King Qin, for public or private purposes, you have to kill King Qin!

The farther you go, the flatter and more desolate the terrain becomes.

Occasionally, a tall tree was eaten bare, and now, even the groundhog could not be seen.There is an empty post in front of it, and there is usually no one there, so it can come and go freely.However, today, it is obviously guarded by the Jin army.According to King Qin's many years of experience, as long as he is in the dark, he can succeed in a sneak attack and force his way out.

Everyone stopped and chose the most secluded position, the highest point, and waited for the night to fall so that they could break out.

Hua Rong stood on the high ground, looking at the front from a distance, in sight, there were already rolling mountains on the border of Song State.The sky is so blue, and the clouds are fluttering.She suddenly thought of her hometown, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and a small river flowing in front, covered with wild reeds.When the reeds are mature, pick a handful of reeds, hold them in your hand, and blow on them, and they will be like snowflakes, sprinkled all over the sky.Many little girls of the same age were chasing and running, carefree, like chasing after one after another colorful clouds.The colorful clouds are blooming, the sky is full of poplar flowers, what a beautiful scene, for many years, I have been living such a beautiful life.

Such a day, I have forgotten for many years.The family is destroyed first, the country is also broken, and the husband is dead. For the Song State, there is actually nothing worth nostalgic for.But, why do you want to think of your hometown at this time?

She was fascinated by the mountains in the distance, rolling up and down, shadowy.She thought, it would be better than staying in the Kingdom of Jin.She thought, that ocean is better than the Kingdom of Jin, not to mention, there is her own son, her own flesh and blood.

Beside her, King Qin was watching the terrain, thinking about how to escape the disaster most effectively.He looked away, and saw that she just lowered her head, revealing a large white neck, slender, soft and beautiful, with a little bit of sadness.His eyes suddenly widened, his pupils shrank slightly, and his whole body became hot all of a sudden, wishing he could bite down on that piece of snow-white lightly.

Hua Rong heard his heavy breathing, raised his head, met his burning gaze, blushed, and whispered angrily, "Are you stupid?"

He laughed lowly, and took her hand quietly: "Girl, I can't wait to get married."

"Humph."

His voice was unusually soft: "Girl, after passing here, we will find Little Tiger Head. Are you happy?"

She smiled like a flower, as if she saw her son's chubby little hands and soft voice, calling "Mom, Mom" ​​one after another, it was the flesh and blood of her and Pengju, and she would never leave him again.He must be brought up well to be worthy of his father's fame.

I want to go back to the Song Dynasty, because there is still my husband's tomb there.That's why I was so eager to go back.

She suddenly didn't dare to look at King Qin's fiery gaze, until now, how could she forget that beloved figure who died tragically?Originally, after experiencing so much, I thought I could take it lightly!So, no?Have you never forgotten it?How can you forget the dear ones who are dear to you all your life?
She flustered slightly, changed the subject, and sighed again: "It's a pity that Wenlong..."

King Qin also had nothing to say, thinking to himself that kid, he didn't listen to so many despicable things about Jin Wushu that he told him.If he had known this, he might as well have told him his life experience.

"Oh, I really regret it. If I had known this before, it would be better to tell him Jin Wushu's face. Jin Wushu is his enemy who killed his father and mother. Let's see if he will follow him..."

But seeing Hua Rong's disapproving gaze, he chuckled and kept silent, no matter if this kid doesn't follow Hua Rong, that's his fate, and no one can do anything about it.

"Jin Wushu treats children really well. If a child knows hatred but can't take revenge, he will live his whole life without much fun. What good does that do him? Qin Shangcheng, fortunately, you never told him."

"You have repeatedly told me not to say it, how dare I say it?"

Seeing that he was still very regretful, Hua Rong couldn't laugh or cry.She looked down from the height here, and could even see the sentry tower of the Jin Army in front.After passing here, maybe you will never look back in your life.As for Lu Wenlong, maybe there is no chance to see him again in this lifetime.

She was very disappointed, King Qin asked in a low voice: "Girl, what are you thinking?"

She quietly asked: "Is that batch of silver taels safe?"

"Safe! It's a pity that the silk can't be taken out, so I have to give it to Hailing..."

Most of the 25 silk and 10 silver fell into the hands of Jin Jun.King Qin originally hoped that if he couldn't take it away, Yelu would use it cheaply, but he didn't expect that the Jin army would move so swiftly, and Yelu would not get much benefit at all.They still didn't know about the great war at this time, Hua Rong felt slightly regretful, the 25 taels of silver and 25 silk were the blood and sweat of tens of thousands of people in the Song Dynasty, and most of them came from the tax revenue from the southeast.As early as when Yue Peng was in the army, she knew that although Jiangnan and Fujian were rich, the taxation of the people was unimaginable.Why do they have to pay such a huge amount of silver to the Kingdom of Jin every year?Isn't it enough to plunder from the Song Dynasty in the past ten years?

According to her nature, it would be great if all this batch of money could be brought back to the State of Song?You must know that every point the Jin people get is an extra point of weapons and financial resources to massacre the Song people.Even if it is distributed to civil righteous fighters scattered in Lianghe who fought against gold, or refugees who suffered from severe drought, it would be good.It's a pity that more than half of it was lost first.But if there is no loss, it is impossible for me and others to get to the present.

Seeing her upset, Qin Dawang said in a low voice: "Girl, don't be upset. It's good that we can live."

In fact, she was not upset, so she said: "This money, let's find a suitable and safe opportunity, shall we distribute it to the victims of Lianghe?"

"It's up to you. Anyway, I have never done a good deed in my life. If you want to do it, you do it." Qin Dawang was in high spirits, "I also know a small anti-golden leader in the Lianghe area, who was inadvertently fighting against the Jin army last winter. We know each other. It’s inconvenient for us to come forward, so it’s best to leave it to him..."

She smiled sweetly and looked at him: "Qin Shangcheng, you are really a great hero this time! You have done better than anything else. After I go back, I will tell Xiao Hutou right away. If he knows his father Such a hero, I don't know how happy I will be..."

(End of this chapter)