The sky is getting darker, and the crimson sunset is getting thicker and thicker under the sunset.

Rolling clouds piled up in the western sky, conjuring up various shapes, such as the golden body of the sea god occupying half of the sky, and like the red dragon's scale armor across the sky, like the spiral pattern on the shell rippling in a circle, the fading clouds and the fading sky merge into one, and the difference between the sky and the sea can no longer be distinguished in the distance. The white waves retreat back into the sea, and the fish and shrimp on the beach are foaming at the water in the glowing puddles, waiting for the next tide to be saved.

Under the gloomy sky, Su Ji curled up in a corner of the prison, her hands clasped on her knees, her eyes somewhat vacant, watching her familiar companions in the clan being taken away by strangers one by one. In the face of an irresistible fate, most of them chose to submit and quietly followed the first Han people to choose. A few refused one or two, but still followed the third, and in the end they were crying and fussing, and were tied hand and foot by the guards, and forcibly taken away by someone on their shoulders.

The rest of the people were becoming more and more silent, the sun had set, and a great shadow hung over the camp and over everyone's heart. The damp sea breeze shook the shadows of the trees, and the leaves rustled as if to cry in a low voice. Qiaoqiao cried, but she didn't struggle and followed a burly Han man. The rest of the women are divided into two categories, one is ugly and no one wants it, and the other is Pixel, who is favored by "very powerful" people, and others retreat in spite of difficulties. She had already turned a man down, and another handsome man was standing outside the cage and trying to persuade her to go back with her. Among the female captives of Daoyi, such a picturesque woman who is said to be able to speak Chinese is also rare.

"Little lady, I've said everything I need to say, do you want to come with me, can you give me a happy word?"

The man looked inside expectantly, and when he saw Su Ji raise his head, his eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and he glanced behind him hintly, if Su Ji rejected him, it was impossible to refuse the next person. The Han army in the back at least looked far worse than him, and the man noticed the former's gaze and glared at him angrily, his triangular eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he looked very unfortunate. The person in front of him smiled, and his eyes fell on his own brand, No. 49, far more than the other party's one hundred and three, in the tens of thousands of Han Legion training, it can be regarded as very high. The Han army adheres to the Xia system, and the gap in military merit is the gap in status, which the captive camp officer has explained very clearly to these Daoyi women, and he turned his head and looked at Su Ji expectantly.

After a long time, there was no response, a trace of disappointment flashed on the face of the Han people, and the face of the person behind him was happy, and he said: "This little lady is obviously not willing to go with you." The man glared at him, then looked back at Su Ji and sighed, reached out and took off the number plate hanging on the outside of the cage, admitting that his choice was rejected this time, although he was a little disappointed in his heart, but he still had to hurry up and choose other women who were optimistic. The person behind couldn't hide the smile on his face, strode forward, and said with a smile: "Little lady, you only have to go back with someone Xia." As he spoke, he reached for Suki's sign.

Suhee just lowered her head, her teeth clenched at her lip. She didn't have to look up to know what he looked like, she just felt disgusted. Su Hee's face turned pale, and she suddenly missed her father and brother, and wondered if they were still alive. Step by step, the man got closer and closer, and at this most helpless and desperate moment, suddenly a voice said coldly: "Slow. ”

The footsteps stopped, and the man looked back, and saw a guard at the gate of the camp standing up, his face was not dark, but it was very dark, and it was cold, chillingly cold. "Brother, what do you mean by that?" Han Jun, who was anxious to take the woman away, suppressed the anger in his heart and asked, "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and let it go if you have a fart!" ”

"You can go." The man patted him on the shoulder and removed his number plate from the stake.

"You ....." Han Jun was annoyed and angry, and turned around and scolded, "Looking for death? ”

He is also a figure with several lives in his hands, and when he was about to raise his fist and smash it, he caught a glimpse of the man taking out his number plate, and a big "one" immediately extinguished his anger. Han Jun stared at the number plate, except for the amazing sequence, the system was the same as other number plates, it was indeed the genuine goods issued by the Shuaifu, and he withdrew his fist in a daze. There are more than 60,000 people in the regimental training of Tunken, and there are more than 30,000 people who line up to select barbarian women. Even if most of the officers disdain to line up and rob the barbarian women with the soldiers, this person can get a one-word card, how can he be an idle person

"You didn't take it out sooner?" Han Jun looked at the man in disbelief.

"This has nothing to do with you, no matter how long you delay, you won't even be able to drink the soup."

Yang Yi said coldly, but his gaze fell on Su Ji's face. Su Ji also stared at him, she bit her lip tightly, there was no joy in her eyes, only anger and unwillingness, as if she was about to be snatched away from her lover by a wicked person. Yang Yi remembered that when he first settled, this gaze had solved a lot of troubles for him, or maybe these troubles themselves were brought by her. And now, this angry gaze fell on him, and Yang Yi's face stinked as if he had been slashed.

"You liar!"

Su Ji's Chinese is clear and fluent, which has attracted the attention of many people, but when their eyes fall on the one-word card, they all silently take it back. Yang Yi is not tall and burly, but the fact that the Shuai Mansion gave him the No. 1 military merit card for the destruction of Ryukyu Daoyi speaks for itself. The girl's anger did not move Yang Yi in the slightest, he skillfully opened the cage, strode to Su Ji's front body, and as soon as he leaned over, he picked her up horizontally and carried her on his shoulder. The woman bit down like a leopard, and the blood on his shoulder was dripping with blood.

"Liar! I won't marry you if I die! ”

"Looking for death and life, let's give me a bunch of sons first!"

Yang Yi carried the struggling girl, her footsteps did not stop, and she soon disappeared from everyone's field of vision. No one knew that without this war, they would have been married this autumn, under the watchful eyes of their ancestors and clansmen...... No one knew that three years ago, a Han Chinese walked into the xenophobic Vaishya tribe with a rattle, and no one knew how this Han man walked with the girl, and they still persevered despite the opposition of almost the whole tribe. With great difficulty, the Han man gained a foothold in the Vaishya, and he attracted more Han traders, who brought iron pots, salt, needles and threads, and tows,...... There are also all kinds of things that the tribesmen like, and their footsteps have traveled through every tribe and every road.

The sunset has sunk into the deep sea, the blue canopy is like the silk soaked in the sea, countless stars are inlaid on the sky like night pearls, silently watching the people under the canopy, under the dim starlight, the slightly rippling sea surrounds the island. The moon and stars are scarce, sparkling, not far from the camp, the Han army building ship is quietly moored on the sea. Near the lights, the milky white foam lapped the side of the ship in waves, and also beat people's heartstrings.

"What's more, I didn't let these Daoyi women be concubines and maids, we respect the customs of Daoyi, where the Han people match with Daoyi, the man can only marry one daughter, not a concubine, if you want to divorce your wife, you must get my personal permission to do it. The location of the flowing ball is in the middle of the coast of the Song Kingdom, and it is the necessary place for the north and south to travel, and the place is large, which is suitable for the garrison ......"

Han Ningshuang shook her head and said angrily: "Don't talk about this, Sister Li will go back to Luoyang, and you won't coax her well?" ”

Zhao Xingde's expression was gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "All the strokes and inks are always unsatisfactory. I wanted to explain to her in person, but ......" There was a look of pain between his eyebrows, Li Ruoxue had a gentle temperament, this time the reaction was so intense, Zhao Xingde was surprised, and he didn't dare to act rashly, there were dozens of letters, but he always felt that it was wrong after reading it repeatedly, he was afraid that the letter would be wrong again, causing irreparable consequences, and he was pressed to the end, and the longer it dragged on, the more painful it was in his heart. Others don't know, today, somehow, in front of Han Ningshuang, she only felt that her eyes were penetrating, and these emotions couldn't be concealed all of a sudden.

Han Ningshuang secretly felt remorseful, but looking at his painful look, she was a little resentful, and gritted her silver teeth and said: "You are just too greedy, you like Sister Li, and you are tempted by me, and you pity Zhao Huan, the princess." If you do something wrong, even if you have a brilliant pen, you can't quibble. You are a dignified Grandmaster Zhao, it's not that you can't write a simple letter, but you can't explain it, and you have no shame to face Sister Li. The warmth was intoxicating, her face smiling, her hair draped over her shoulders.

"I can't do the unity of knowledge and action," Zhao Xingde did not deny, "I am an insatiable person." ”

"Yes, you're insatiable. You have won all battles, you have won the hearts of the people, you have written books and said, you want to live for a hundred years, you are not insatiable, what is it? You are like this in Liaodong, you have to win the battle, and you want the people not to suffer, you have to pity even the aliens. Since then, I have known that I am insatiable, Xia people, Song people, you don't want to offend either side. Now that you have the ability to make both countries value you, do you know that if you continue like this, you may be squeezed to pieces by both sides! Do you really want to end up ruined? ”

"I just want to do my best to protect as many people as possible." Zhao Xingde muttered. Outside the ship's porthole, the dark clouds in the sky obscured the moon at some point, and the clouds and mist rolled and floated in the moonlight, as if the heavens and the earth were breathing slowly, and the hazy moonlight shone through the clouds, shining on the dark outline of the Liuqiu Mountains, shining on the sparkling sea, and also shining on the sea ships anchored on the shore.

"Protect more people? You really are a saint. Han Ningshuang's lips trembled slightly, and she lowered her head and asked, "In the bottom of your heart, you still like Zhao Huan, right?" For her sake, I'd rather let Sister Li be wronged and let me be wronged, right? I'm still so jealous. You've thought about writing a letter to Sister Li, but what about me? Have you thought of writing to me? Could it be that Zhao Huan is so good? She smiled slightly, there is a thrilling feeling in the ten thousand styles, a woman is angry without warning and unreasonable, even if she has forgiven, but once she is angry, she can always ask you for an explanation.