Chapter Four: The First Encounter in Northern Xinjiang (1)
"Childe, it is still a day's journey to General Yuan's camp here, and there is a small town not far ahead, so let's settle there tonight. ”
In the lonely sky in the distance, a team moved slowly. The leader was actually a boy about fourteen or fifteen years old, Xu was far away, the original bright white robe on his body was stained with dust and turned dark gray, and his face was also unclear due to sweat, only the clear eyes full of hope for the future made the surrounding Qiqi a little gloomy.
Next to him, a strong man dressed in azure cloth and wearing a blue sweat scarf around his waist immediately looked forward and said to him for a long time.
The young man bit his lip and looked at the west, a round of red sun was already hanging obliquely on the west mountain, and he would not be able to reach the barracks tonight no matter what, and nodded lightly. A gust of wild wind swept across the grass under the horse, bringing up the young man's shirt, revealing the bright royal card on his waist, and the dragon and phoenix danced with the Yang character engraved on the seal.
The guy at the Youpeng Inn knew that the boss was about to die of happiness today, and his round face was full of smiles, so that the pair of small eyes disappeared.
In the evening, a group of business travelers came to the store, looking at the dress of either rich or expensive, especially the little brother among them, with starry eyebrows and thin lips slightly pursed, like an unsheathed sword, looking left and right, everywhere the eyes looked, everyone felt clear, and involuntarily gave birth to convincing and guarded.
Of course, Xiao Er will not have these feelings, he just thinks that this must be an immortal from the sky, he has never seen such a good-looking person in his life, and he is still a man.
As soon as these people made a move, it was ten taels of white silver, and ten taels could crush people Xiao Er didn't know, he had never taken such a big amount of money, but he knew that it must be very heavy, because the boss's hand was shaking all the time. A small northern shop like theirs, with only a few business trips and a few travelers living in it all year round, only earns enough money to eat and drink in a year, and the rest have to be hungry for a few days if they want to pull more rulers and cloths.
"Little Er, prepare hot water for our master first, and then send some good wine and food to the son's room. Gao Changgong pulled the short coat on his body and shouted.
"Yes, yes, yes. The boss was carried away by the ten taels of silver, and he was busy responding.
Yang Zhen frowned and said casually: "Just go on it, just be clean." ”
After bathing, Yang Zhen, who had washed off his body of dust, lay quietly on the bed, his hands crossed behind his head, and his back hurt from the hard wooden bed. I can't help but think of the imperial sister who is far away in the deep palace.
He and his sister Yang are twin sons of compatriots, born to Liu Zhaoyi more than ten years ago. Their mother concubine was not favored, and died suddenly after giving birth, leaving their sister and brother to rely on each other in the high-walled red courtyard, the red and white in the harem, the most snobbish is it, the most cruel is it, since childhood they have been bullied, suffered all the white eyes, even the small eunuch who poured the night incense in the court dared to point at their nose and scold, and they were young and they had not even seen their so-called father and emperor.
But things took a turn for the worse when he was three years old, and that day was the most chaotic day in the harem. In the morning, there was news that the flood was raging in the south of the Yangtze River, and then Zheng Liangdi, who was being favored, spread the good news that she was pregnant with a dragon species, and Wang Shuyi, who had a four-month dragon fetus at noon, fell and had a miscarriage when the concubines were in the imperial garden, Zheng Liangdi was too frightened and failed to save the fetus, Queen Dugu fell ill in bed in a fit of anger, the emperor Long Yan was furious, and there was a mess inside and outside the palace.
Yang and he ran to see the excitement, and met a group of flustered palace maids and eunuchs beside the Taiye Pool, and hurried by, poor Yang was squeezed into the pool in order to protect his younger brother. He shouted desperately, hoping that someone could hear it, maybe it was God's pity, he was heard by Imperial Doctor Ji who was passing by, and he picked up a life.
After waking up, Yang was like a changed person, thoughtful, shrewd and capable, words and deeds were not at all like a three-year-old child, in order to survive in the palace, she tried her best to climb the queen's big tree, the queen had no children under her knees, she was very surprised and pleased with the favor of their sister and brother, and also intended to cultivate him, Yang secretly urged him to learn the way of leading soldiers and the art of scheming.
Before leaving, Yang said to him in private: "Now the situation is not optimistic, the queen is suddenly pregnant, and gave birth to the prince, before his child ascends to the throne, all the princes are stumbling blocks in her eyes, you have been a qualified prince in her eyes over the years, and may even be a qualified heir to the throne, she still needs someone to stand in front of other princes, and will not do anything to us, and it will be difficult to say after a hundred years of my father." We must now have our own forces, enough to protect our own forces. When you go to the army to announce the decree this time, you must not only get the appreciation of General Yuwen, but also hand over his son Yuwen Zhihong to ensure that nothing goes wrong. ”
He looked fixedly at his sister who had sheltered him for so many years, and his heart swelled with infinite emotion for a while, and suddenly realized the responsibility on his shoulders, and said, "Sister, don't worry." ”
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A gust of wind blew, carrying a faint intoxicating fragrance
When Yang Zhen woke up, he was in a big carriage that was constantly jolting, and his head was still a little groggy.
"Childe, you're awake. ”
A soft cry woke Yang Zhen from his state of confusion, "Ji Han, what's the matter? What about Gao Changgong?" Ji Han is the youngest of those guards, only seventeen, and the most active, he was originally the nephew of Imperial Physician Ji, his parents are in business all the year round, Imperial Physician Ji took pity on him and stayed by his side, and he has been friendly with Yang Zhen since he was a child. Their hands were tied behind their backs, their clothes were untidy, and they looked like they had been searched, but apart from their weapons, nothing else was missing, and there were a few guards next to them who were staggered and unconscious.
Ji Han looked around and said, "It should have been plotted, they may have rushed out." ”
Yang Zhen frowned: Who would plot against him, a powerless and powerless down-and-out prince? Is it against him or that holy decree? Could it be that the queen is in such a hurry to do it.
"Phew. The carriage listened suddenly, and only heard a rough voice: "Sun Er, open the door." ”
Yang Zhen stopped guessing, pricked up his ears, and after a while, he heard the sound of the wooden door opening accompanied by a tooth-aching squeak, and a shrill man's voice on the pubic side: "It's late at night, shouting so high, fucking looking for death, what's the thing?"
The man driving the car said: "No, the dose of medicine given by the thief monkey is strong enough, and he can't wake up in a day or two." ”
Yang Zhen and Ji Han looked at each other, for so long, could it be that Gao Changgong escaped and didn't move the rescuers.
"Grandma's, these goods are really prickly, the rough man with the knife doesn't fall, the thief monkey was in a hurry, and accidentally sent him to his hometown, and he took a few more as soon as he came to his hand. The rough voice drove the car in while chatting with the man named Sun Er.
Gao Changgong is dead! This news shocked Yang Zhen for a moment. Gao Changgong was personally selected by Yang to give him a guard, a military general was born, and he followed him for more than ten years.
The carriage stopped again, and a large crowd gathered around, and some people reached out and raised the curtains. Yang Zhen and Ji Han hurriedly closed their eyes and pretended to be unconscious.
"Carry these with me. "It's the voice called Sun Er.
Then someone came up to lift them, Yang Zhen opened his eyes slightly and looked around, because he didn't dare to make a big move, he only saw that the two people who carried him were wearing coarse linen clothes, with gray sweat towels tied around their waists, and dark and rough side faces. And the wall behind them, there seems to be some clutter on the ground. This should be the aisle between the two rooms, Yang Zhen thought to himself, listening to the conversation between the two just now, maybe it was a mixed house, he had seen these residences when he sneaked out of the palace with Yang before, one word - chaos.
Turning a corner, someone pushed open a door, and there was a faint sound of low sobs coming from inside the door.
Sun Er in front of him scolded: "Little hairy cub, what are you howling, Lao Tzu is for you to eat and drink, and your mother is still hanging your throat." "Bang-" sound, Yang Zhen squinted and saw that it was a child kicked out by him, lying on the ground and trembling, "Throw these all here, and send them with this batch of goods tomorrow morning." Sun Er checked their ropes and walked out scolding.
The men threw them on the haystack and went out to their own devices.
Yang Zhen and Ji Han immediately straightened up and looked around with wide eyes. The room was pitch black, barely visible through the broken windows, surrounded by children who looked to be under the age of ten, lying on the ground with their hands tied behind their backs.
The two exchanged glances and instantly understood that this was a gang of traffickers, and they were caught between these children and sent away tomorrow, but who wanted to do this?
"Childe, huh. Ji Han Nunu mouthed.
Yang Zhen looked in the direction of his worthiness, the window lattice was dilapidated, and a few broken and rotten trees were barely supported, and he was suddenly overjoyed. Quietly turned around, back to back with Ji Han, pulling the rope in their hands with each other.
The rope was so tight that it sank into the wrist, and it hurt so much, and it was even more painful when I pulled it, and I was in a cold sweat. I don't know how long it took before I felt a little loose.
The child next to him snorted a few times, so frightened that the two of them didn't dare to move, and their fingers were obviously frozen.
"Uh-", "uh-huh", "ah-"
There were a few low screams outside the house, which sounded very infiltrating in the dark night.
With a "clang", the door was kicked open, fell to the ground, raised a burst of dust, and sprinkled on the faces of the two. It caused them to cough for a while.
The person who came was not tall, about a child, and his face could not be seen clearly under the light, only a pair of dark eyes glittered in the dark, showing the extraordinaryness of the person who came.
The man cut their ropes with a sword, and used a vial to circle the noses of the unconscious soldiers, who woke up with a few snorts.
"Come with me. In just one sentence, without a single extra word, he turned around and left.
Yang Zhen opened his mouth, but finally glanced at the child on the ground silently, and followed, Ji Han hurriedly helped a few soldiers who were still crooked to go out together.
There were several corpses lying in the courtyard, and when you looked closely, all you could see was a thin red scratch on the neck. Yang Zhen and Ji Han glanced at each other, both shocked and unbelievable.