It just snowed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The square capital city seemed to be wrapped in a layer of plain satin and covered with a piece of raw white rice paper overnight. The pedestrians are afraid of falling, so they all walk with their hands in their sleeves, hunched over, and walk very cautiously. The cold wind in the north in spring and March blew everyone to hunt in clothes, and at first glance it looked inexplicably sassy.

Suddenly, a loud shout exploded like thunder on the ground:

"Stop! - Help me catch that thief! ――”

On the white street of the snow-stained market, a Mongolian man in a felt hat and beard roared at the top of his voice as he galloped towards a slender figure who had just taken a gold ingot from his robe.

The man gasped, but the thief had no fear of stopping, and he could not help but step away from his slightly bloated legs, and staggered after them.

The two chased and ran, one in front and one behind, one clumsy and one nimble, overturning a lot of stalls protruding on both sides of the avenue, causing those vendors to curse one after another. The man was so angry that he ran and roared, and a fat doll holding a sugar gourd in his hand to watch the excitement was so frightened that he fell to the ground in shock, and all the sugar gourds that he had bitten into rolled to his feet and began to cry.

The snow was slippery, but it did not affect the speed of the little thief at all, and I saw him dodge left and right, and his body nimbly bypassed the pedestrians, chariots and horses, and ran straight forward.

But after a while, he stopped at the mouth of the alley.

The man was struggling to figure out why he didn't run, but when he got closer, he was instantly happy - it turned out to be a dead end.

When he jumped forward, he rushed forward, and was about to go forward to cut the other party's shoulder, but his back was hit first. He turned his head angrily, but saw a young man in brocade squinting at him, and his warm and jade-like face showed a touch of ruthlessness.

Han?

After realizing this, the anger on the man's body surged up again, he moved his shoulders, and looked at the other party with a smile, "What? Want to do it with me? ”

The brocade youth didn't answer, still smiling.

Immediately, with a slight wave of his hand, more than a dozen people jumped out from all over the place, and the person who came was wearing a robe, tall and rugged, with a fierce face, far from the Han people, but no different from the Mongolian people.

The men didn't speak, they walked forward, and before the men could react, the whole person was carried and thrown out. It smashed on the canopy diagonally opposite, making a muffled sound.

"Dare to talk to our little prince like this, don't you want to die?!" With that, he kicked the man again.

It was only then that the handsome young man's gaze fell on the little hairy thief, who seemed to be too surprised to move, so he had to stand in place.

"Foreign?" He smiled faintly, but there was no warmth. With a light hand, a drawer of steaming buns was handed over, and the person called the little prince took one casually, wrapped it in oiled paper, and threw it at the person in tattered clothes opposite.

The other party subconsciously reached out to take it, and was about to bring it to his mouth, but stopped continuing at the end.

"Good."

Seeing this, the young man seemed very satisfied, and he laughed, "In the future, as long as you listen to me obediently, you will never go hungry." ”

"Yuan Dynasty?? ――”

Gong Chenshi had just started when Xia Yejin jumped up directly from the chair.

Make no mistake, right?

Even if she is a historical idiot, she knows what the Yuan Dynasty really means. Known as the darkest, most barbaric and most inhumane period of northern barbarian rule in Chinese history, what else is impossible? What if she is snatched by a Mongolian man as a bride as soon as she goes there?

"Don't worry, no one will rob you." Gong Chen is very confident.

It's just that this self-confidence in Xia Yejin's eyes made her even more unhappy. It's just infuriating, why are you so sure that she won't be snatched away!

“…… Can't you go to another dynasty first and come back after you've accumulated enough experience? ”

After calming down, she was already in a negotiating tone.

"I can't."

"But...... Am I really not in personal danger? ”

"I've bought insurance."

“！ ...... "Xia Yejin wants to bite people angrily, such people can't find two in the whole world, right?" Just when she was about to explode, she heard the other party say in a calm tone, "The monthly salary is fifteen thousand, and the people queuing up outside to apply are ......"

Again?!

"Okay, okay, can't I go?!"

It's really unconscionable!

The target of this time, Hongji Ra Zhenmin, is the niece of Hongji Ra Chabi, the empress of Kublai Khan, the ancestor of the Yuan dynasty, the granddaughter of Hongji Ra and Chen, the king of Zhongwu in Jining, and the aristocratic lady of the upper class of Yuan society.

After the death of Hongjira's father and son in battle, he left behind a large amount of family property, and under the protection of his aunt, Empress Chabi, Zhenmin crossed over to his uncle Chatu clan in Hongjira's side branch and obtained the inheritance of most of the family property.

At a certain horse race, she met the Mongolian nobleman Burigud, who seemed to fall in love with her at first sight, and when the two began to talk about marriage, Zhenmin found out that Burigud was not sincere to her, and approached her only for the property of the Hongjira family.

This discovery made her very panicked, and when she was at a loss, her retainer Zhao Mu appeared and said that he could help. Zhenmin didn't believe it at first, but then Zhao Mu protected her everywhere and rescued her from Burigud's attempts to misbehave.

The two almost relied on each other for a while, and had an unusual relationship in the process.

Eventually, with the help of Zhao Mu, Zhenmin escaped from Burigud's control. But after escaping, Zhao Mu directly used Burigude's original plan to defraud Zhenmin of all his property. And after defrauding her of money, he also imprisoned her and tortured her to death.

“…… In fact, Zhenmin's destined person is Burigud, and her original destiny was to marry him. Because of Zhao Mu's sudden appearance, it caused chaos. ”

"But what is this Burigud who is not coveting her property? How can you be happy like this? ”

"I didn't say they would be happy." Gong Chenshi's tone was light, "Actually, Zhenmin's married life was very unfortunate, and after the death of Burigud, she married his younger brother Zamulin. After that, he remarried several times, and successively married several brothers in the clan of Buri Gude, but there was no good result. ”

After hearing the last words, Xia Yejin almost fainted.

This is the most terrifying thing about the Yuan Dynasty. "If the father dies, the wife will be the mother, and if the brother dies, the wife will be accepted", such a perverted step-marriage system almost squeezes out all the value of a woman, and there is nothing left.

"Zhao Mu is a remnant of the Southern Song Dynasty, and his whole family was killed by the Hongjira clan and came to take revenge. Your mission is to destroy the relationship between Zhenmin and Zhao Mu. ”

"Since both horizontal and vertical are tragedies, does this mission make sense?"

Xia Yejin finally couldn't help but ask.

Even if the purpose is to destroy the marriage, she still hopes that with her own small strength, the goal of the strategy can have a relatively complete ending.

But this time, whether Zhenmin marries or not, it is all a tragedy. Is it just to pull a person out of one tragedy and into another? What is the point of such a task?

"It doesn't need to be meaningful. Just get it done. ”

Gong Chenshi looked at her expressionlessly.

"But that's ...... Even if I completed the task and destroyed the marriage line between Zhenmin and Zhao Mu, her fate still hasn't changed, it's still very tragic! ”

"You have to keep one thing in mind." It seemed that seeing Xia Yejin entangled in every way, a crack appeared in Gong Chenshi's straight face, he paused for a moment, and then said, in a tone that was firm and a little complicated and incomprehensible, "Your task is never to change anyone's fate, but to correct the original chaotic marriage." As for fate, no one can change it. ”

To the thirteenth year of the Yuan Dynasty, 1276 A.D., Yuan Dadu, spring and March.

Red walls and black tiles, high cornices. Pairs of stone lions glowing in grey and grey, and old teak doors inlaid with brass door nails.

Even though it was ruled by a foreign family, the houses in Kyoto still retained their old appearance. The streets are crisscrossed, and the dignified Jining Zhongwu Wang's Mansion is grander than imagined, but also more lonely than imagined.

In the hunting wind, Xia Yejin stood on the stone steps at the door for a long time, until the door cracked with a "squeak", a round face poked her head out, her eyes casually swept back and forth on her, and then said, You are the new here? Come in with me.

The mansion was much bigger than she had imagined.

When walking through the winding corridor, Xia Yejin was thinking, sure enough, the ancient people were many people and less capricious, such a large mansion, if it was replaced by the current imperial capital, it would be a rich capital.

According to Gong Chenshi's instructions, after arriving here, she pretended to be a thief and successfully attracted the attention of Burigude, at this moment her identity is as the inside line of Burigude installed in the Zhongwang Mansion, and the main task is to exhaust all methods to match him and Zhenmin, by the way, monitor Zhenmin's every move on weekdays, and notify him immediately if something is wrong.

It's really-

Xia Yejin laughed a little when she thought about it.

Now the so-called "heyday" under the rule of Kublai Khan seems to be far from those bloody days. However, this contains the prosperity of extreme inequality and ethnic and hierarchical divisions, which still makes most of the people, especially the "Nanren", live in dire straits, just bid farewell to the chaos of the Southern Song Dynasty, but ushered in new hardships, and this hardship will last for a long time with the rule of the Yuan. When the iron cavalry and devilish army of the Great Yuan swept through East Asia and Western Europe and established the unprecedented hegemony of China, many places in the Central Plains were plagued by famine and plague, and the people sold their sons and daughters, and they still had no food.

And these so-called superior Mongolian nobles still have the leisure to play such a childish game. It's ridiculous.

Just as he was wandering in the middle of it, he heard the round-faced maid who walked in front of him and led the way say, "It's not too early, you can prepare and go to serve the county lord to rest later." (To be continued.) )