Quang Ninh Qiantun guard, at night, the whole town appears unusually quiet.

An abandoned general's mansion in the city was closely guarded by a large number of Manchurian soldiers with the Yellow Banner.

Hong Chengchou lay motionless on the bare bed, his eyes were hollow, there was no trace of blood on his face, he endured the torment of hunger and thirst, and went on a hunger strike only to die quickly.

He looked at the bare beams and sighed, he, the governor of Jiliao and the pillar of the country, had finally become the governor of the bare pole and the prisoner of the steps.

Hong Chengchou slowly closed his eyes, not wanting to think about anything more, just quietly waiting to starve to death.

With a "squeak", the door was opened, and a figure seemed to walk in the afterglow.

"Hugh wants to make noise again, if you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect!"

Hong Chengchou closed his eyes, snorted coldly, turned over to face the wall, and at the same time thought in his heart: Slave Chief Dorgon, I am a thief who will not die, and I don't know who to send to persuade him to surrender this time......

The visitor did not speak, first closed the door, and then slowly lit the lamp and candle, and was busy there.

Hong Chengchou was motionless, judging from the voice, there was only one person, as if he was preparing dishes and chopsticks.

"Sir, have a bite to eat!"

A woman's voice? Still speaking Chinese?

Hong Chengchou was puzzled in his heart, and gradually a strange fragrance wafted in, and he sniffed it hard, only to feel a sense of relaxation.

He opened his eyes and slowly turned his head, but was surprised to find that there was a graceful and slender figure standing beside him...... Village girl?

Incredible! How could such a graceful figure float into his cell? Could it be that my old Hong is hallucinating from hunger? Or is it an illusion that a woman comes up with?

Thinking of this, Hong Chengchou secretly pinched his thigh with his right hand, it hurt!

There is a feeling, this is not a dream!

Hong Chengchou took a serious look at this figure again, her demeanor was so wonderful, even if she was wearing a coarse cloth, it was difficult to hide her inner beauty, and the whole room seemed to become suddenly bright because of her appearance.

Hong Chengchou has been very picky about women all his life, but it is the first time he has met such a unique woman, which makes him faintly recall the experience of his youth, the ignorant feelings buried in his heart for many years......

He wanted to get up, but because he had been hungry for a few days, he had a hard time getting up, so he simply lay there.

"Mr. Hong, let's drink some ginseng soup to make up for it first......"

The woman was smiling with a smile on her face, her phoenix eyes were full of spring, and she stepped forward with ginseng soup in her hand as she spoke.

When the two approached, Hong Chengchou saw that the woman's skin was white and pure, her hair was moist and shiny, and her face was flushed, as if she had just taken a bath......

He said secretly: "It's a pity, it's a Tartar woman, if she is allowed to change into a slippery silk, even if she puts it on the painting boat of the Qinhuai River in Nanjing, she can sell it for a good price......

Hong Chengchou stared at her for a while and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"The maid's name is Da Yu'er."

"Da Yu'er, this is a good name, it's a Han name."

Hong Chengchou sighed in his heart, closed his eyes again, and said slowly: "Go back and tell Dolgon, don't use beauty tricks, this trick is not good, let's change some tricks." ”

Da Yu'er smiled and said, "Mr. Hong said that he laughed, the maid is so ugly, he doesn't dare to use the beauty trick on Mr., for fear of polluting Mr.'s ears and eyes." ”

Hong Chengchou didn't open his eyes, nor did he take a stubble, but he secretly said in his heart: "This posture is actually okay......"

For this Mr. Hong, who seems to be blind and pretends to be serious, Da Yu'er has gloomy eyebrows and eyes, and her expression is a little resentful, and she said: "Mr. Hong is both civil and military, and he is very strategic, he is a rare talent, and he is a virtuous person, and he admires him very much." ”

Everyone likes to listen to sycophants, especially the sycophants of beauties, Hong Chengchou is the same, he feels very useful, but he still didn't respond, pretending to be serious and indomitable.

I only heard Da Yu'er sigh: "It's a pity, the emperor is ruthless, knowing that Mr. is unwilling to submit to my Daqing, so he sent a maid to send a glass of poisonous wine......"

What the? Poison?

Hong Chengchou was shocked, Dolgon is really going to kill me, didn't he still laugh before? How did you ...... all at once?

"The most ruthless imperial heart!" Hong Chengchou's heart was half cold, he got up with difficulty, took the poisonous wine with some hesitation, and stared at it for a long time.

Just as he made up his mind to drink it all, Da Yu'er suddenly said, "Sir, slow down!" ”

Hong Chengchou's hand holding the wine glass stopped in the air, and said coldly: "Does Dolgon have anything for you to tell me?" ”

Da Yu'er shook her head gently, with infinite pity in her beautiful big eyes, and even her voice became soft: "I heard that Mr. still has an old mother who is over the age of six, if you leave, who will honor him?" ”

"And the knotted wives in your boudoir, and the delicate concubines in the side room, what about them? Are you willing to let them be left alone? ”

Hong Chengchou was very sour after hearing this, and suddenly said: "Go back and tell Dolgon that I am a defeated general on the battlefield, and I thank him for his success!" ”

After that, he didn't hesitate any longer, and killed it in one gulp in a chic manner, and then as soon as his fingers loosened, the wine cup fell to the ground and cracked into countless pieces.

Some surprise flashed in Da Yu'er's eyes, and she secretly said that this old man is ruthless enough! Very good!

She thought for a while, suddenly changed her resentful eyes, and said: "Mr. is heroic and heroic, the servant admires it tightly in his heart, so let the servant accompany you on the last journey......

She took out three dishes and a jade pot from the food niche, brought them to Hong Chengchou's side, and sighed: "Mr. has not eaten for several days, his body is weak, this is a meal made by the maid himself, Mr. is still full before going on the road......"

Hong Chengchou was silent for a long time, he didn't expect that the person who accompanied him through the last part of his life was a Tartar maidservant!

Although this maid has status and status, she is delicate and lovely, with white skin and beautiful appearance, which makes people can't help but want to pity her......

As the saying goes, it is better to die than to starve to death, feeling a burst of heat from the lower abdomen, Hong Chengchou knew that this should be a poisonous wine about to attack, he forced himself to sit up straight, no longer resisted, took the rice bowl and planed it, as if racing against time.

Seeing that he was eagerly eating, Da Yu'er smiled and picked up the jade pot, poured a full teacup, handed it over, and said, "Sir, slow down, this is the Tieguanyin of Fujian, please taste it." ”

"Tieguanyin? Do you still know tea? ”

Hong Chengchou was surprised in his heart, didn't the Tartars learn to drink mare's milk from the Mongols? When did you know how to drink tea?

Da Yu'er said with a smile: "Mr. underestimates me, the maid will make a lot of tea, what is the Maojian of Huangshan, Fujian Tieguanyin, Jasmine Tea, and Chaozhou's Kung Fu Tea......"

Listening to her talk, Hong Chengchou was a little unconvinced, he picked up Tieguanyin and tasted it slowly, and was suddenly shocked, and was impressed by the big jade in front of him.

When it comes to drinking tea, there are few people in the world who can drink it better than him Hong Chengchou, especially this Tieguanyin, which is produced in Quanzhou, Fujian, and his hometown of Hong Chengchou is Quanzhou, Fujian.

(End of chapter)