The Queen of War

The carriage set out slowly and gradually disappeared into the eyes of King Qin and turned into a small black spot. When the shadow of the little black spot was nowhere to find, King Qin's eyes were blurred.

"Tian Bijiang, you bastard!" he scolded in his heart. "If you didn't hurt Wuyan so deeply, how could she close her heart tightly and don't give Gu any chance?"

He vented the disappointment and pain of Zhong Wuyan's rejection to Tian Bijiang in the distance.

"This evil spirit will come out!" he thought secretly.

The driver's skill of driving was really good, fast and steady.

Zhong Wuyan slowly opened the dark blue curtain, looked at the back of the coachman and couldn't help laughing.

"Elder martial brother Yan, how did you become a coachman here?" she asked with a smile.

It turned out that the coachman was none other than Yan Ying, her elder martial brother when she was in Taohua mountain. Although Yan Ying looks very ugly, he is talented. Many years later, he had to work as a coachman. No one appreciated him. Unlike Pang Juan and Su Qin, they are famous all over the world.

Yan Ying didn't look back, but while driving the car, he smiled and said, "which king doesn't judge people by their appearance? It's good to look like my senior brother and not be regarded as a monster."

"Elder martial brother has been down the mountain for so many years, why not go back to Taohua mountain?" Zhong Wuyan looked at Yan Ying and felt warm.

It is undoubtedly a great pleasure to see your senior brother in a foreign country. And Yan Yingren is very good. She doesn't even seem to have a good temper. When she first went to Taohua mountain, she often played with him. In Zhong Wuyan's eyes, Yan Ying is a good man. He is neither warm nor angry. He has never been in a hurry with others. In his own words, impulse is the devil. He was already very classic. If he was impulsive again, wouldn't he have to become the king of demons?

"Nothing can be done. Why should I go back?" Yan Ying said with a smile. "When I go back like this, will I lose master's face? Master's disciples are famous all over the world. Who is not famous, you, Tian Ji and Su Qin? As a driver, I can only discredit master. By the way, where are you going?"

After listening to Yan Ying's words, Zhong Wuyan also felt that she could not go back to Taohua mountain. At first, the autumn moon went down the mountain with her, but now, how can she have the face to go back alone? What famous general is she? She can't even protect her good sisters. How should she explain to Guiguzi?

"I don't know where to go," Zhong Wuyan said somewhat lost.

"Don't know?" Yan Ying smiled. "I've heard about you. In my opinion, you might as well find something to do. If you have something to do, you don't have time to think about those messy things. Are you right?"

Hearing this, Zhong Wuyan couldn't help thinking. She remembered what master Xia said, "don't you want to find your biological parents? Don't you think they are worried about you?"

Thinking of this, Zhong Wuyan said to Yan Ying, "go without salt."

Yan Ying was not surprised. No salt is Zhong Wuyan's hometown. There's nothing to be surprised about going there. Although she has no relatives there, it is undoubtedly a happy thing to look at the mountains and water in her hometown.

Today's salt free, there is no shadow of the past, and there is a prosperous scene everywhere. Looking at the bustling crowd, Zhong Wuyan can't find the blue stone path in the past.

"Excuse me, where is the clock house?" Yan Ying listened to an elderly passer-by. "Ten years ago, there was a family surnamed Zhong. Their daughter later became Queen."

This is already the eighth passer-by he asked.

The passer-by thought for a moment, pointed to the north and said, "go that way, cross three streets, and the clock house is there. However, since master Zhong died, no one has lived there. Although the house hasn't collapsed, it is overgrown with weeds, like a haunted land boundary."

Yan Ying quickly thanked him.

He and Zhong Wuyan followed the passer-by's instructions and came to Zhong Fu. The beautiful Chinese house in the past has long been dilapidated. The red wooden door had already lost its color, and the copper lion on it also shed tears and rust. The plaque on the door was covered with thick dust, and even the handwriting on it could not be seen clearly.

When I opened the old wooden door, I saw a lot of weeds in the yard, and hedgehogs climbed through the grass from time to time. The once bustling bell house has long been dilapidated. Even if there is a queen in this house, no one wants to repair it. After all, the owner of the house has long passed away. The servants here are dead and scattered. No one has lived here for a long time.

Looking at the decadent house, Zhong Wuyan's eyes could not help but turn red. The adoptive father was a wonderful man. He would rather starve himself than give the last grain of rice to the refugees. In fact, the Zhong family is very rich. When the drought comes, his family has enough food to tide him over with his family. However, he did not consider himself, and finally starved to death by the porridge shed.

"Don't be sad." Yan Ying comforted, "it's human nature to die and die. Uncle Zhong's kindness will move God. Good will be rewarded. I think uncle Zhong will be reborn into a good family in the afterlife."

He is no stranger to Zhong Wuyan. When Guiguzi went down the mountain, Yan Ying followed him. He saw the tragedy of salt free and the dirty little girl with his own eyes. They went up the mountain together. He watched her grow up and become a graceful girl.

Zhong Wuyan nodded and said reluctantly with a smile, "you're right. Dad will be rewarded. Dad is compassionate. Bodhisattva will protect him as a good man like him."

No one lives in the Zhong mansion. Zhong Wuyan and Yan Ying cleaned up here and lived here. They want to slowly look for the servants of the former Zhongfu here and inquire about the events of that year.

In those years, most of the servants of the Zhong mansion fled, and I don't know whether they still moved back. However, since there is a place to settle down, Zhong Wuyan is not so worried. She can ask for information while cleaning up the house. With something to do, as Yan Ying said, she was not so boring.

"You don't have to be here with me." Zhong Wuyan looked at Yan Ying and said with a smile, "the world is big, there will always be bole."

Little candlelight jumped and lit up her bright eyes. The eyes are brighter than the stars in the night sky.

Yan Ying said vaguely while eating: "what's the hurry? I've been wandering for so many years, and I'm not in a hurry for this moment. Besides, I'm curious about your life experience, just to satisfy my curiosity, okay?"

He just wants to spend more time with Zhong Wuyan. After all, Zhong Wuyan has experienced too many twists and turns recently. He knows that she must be in a bad mood. As for my future, I'm really not in a hurry. He can be a coachman in the state of Qin for so many years. He is not in a hurry. How can he care about these days?

Yan Ying's attitude is very good. No matter what happens, he can keep the same when Mount Tai collapses in front. Unlike Sun Bin, he changed his family without being reused. He likes to wait for opportunities. He believes that with his talent, he will eventually be noticed by the king one day. He likes the state of Qin, the strong folk customs and the way the king of Qin governs the country. So all along, he never thought of leaving and changing his family.