306 The husband hurried away to pass the bookmark

That night, Zhao Ji and the others rested at Song Dacheng's house, and the Song family lent them the store to stay overnight. We have a good impression of each other, and we have developed trust in each other. Zhao Ji couldn't sleep, and Song Dacheng and his wife couldn't sleep, they were all thinking about their hearts.

"I don't think this family is an ordinary family?" Sister-in-law Song said in the inner room.

"I think so." Song Dacheng replied.

"Seeing that Jin people attach so much importance to it, it must be a very big official."

"Maybe it's a prefect or something."

There was a sound in the storefront, and Song Dacheng came over to ask what was the matter. Zhao Ji said that he wanted to go to the toilet, and Song Dacheng led him there. Because it was urinating, I didn't go into the thatched house, and it was convenient for the two men to be in the back of the room.

"Big brother, I have something I want to trouble you." Zhao Ji said while urinating.

"The wall has ears, the house said." Zhao Dacheng reminded in a low voice.

The two came back and went directly to the couple's bedroom, and Zhao Ji revealed his identity and experience. Song Dacheng and Sister-in-law Song were very surprised, they didn't expect that the man in front of them was actually the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty.

Song Dacheng and Song's sister-in-law were born in the early years because of Liao's occupation of Song and became slaves. Now it is occupied by Jin again, and he has become a slave of the country. But they never forgot that they were Han Chinese......

"Your Majesty, just say it, I'm willing to do something for you!" Song Dacheng said very sincerely.

"I'm no longer a Majesty, just a dead king. I want to trouble you and send me a letter. Zhao Ji also said very sincerely.

"To whom?"

"Go to the Daimyo's Mansion and send a letter to King Wude......"

Zhao Ji thought about it and wrote a poem-

Yujing once recalled the prosperity of the past. Ten thousand miles of the emperor's house. Qionglin Jade Palace, the noisy string orchestra, the twilight column sheng pipa.

Huacheng people go to Xiaosuo today, and spring dreams surround Husha. Where is the home mountain, endure listening to the Qiang flute, blowing through the plum blossoms.

"It's okay to send letters, but you can't go out with words." Sister-in-law Song interjected and said, "Your Majesty's words are so special that others can see them at a glance." Once it is found out, it can be a big problem. I think it is enough to tell King Wude about His Majesty's whereabouts and what happened to him. ”

"It's still Sister-in-law Song who thinks thoughtfully." Zhao Ji nodded and said.

"You can give your unobtrusive little token to King Wude." Sister-in-law Song prompted.

"I have this."

Zhao Ji took out a pocket book, which was Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching", which he wrote in thin gold font. Open the book and pull out a small bookmark carved in ivory. It is no more than a finger wide, no more than a knuckle long, and as thin as a copper coin.

"This is good, no one will pay attention, even if there is something, you can swallow it in your stomach." Song Dacheng took it, nodded and said.

Zhao Ji took off a big bead from his neck again, handed it to Sister-in-law Song, and said, "I don't have anything of value on me, this bead can be exchanged for some silver, you can accept it." ”

Sister-in-law Song took it in her hand, looked at it, and said, "No." First, it is a thought that His Majesty wears it; Second, the poor family is rich, in case there is an emergency, maybe it can save lives! ”

"Your Majesty, go back and rest! - I'll leave now! After Song Dacheng finished speaking, he was about to go out.

"No way!" Sister-in-law Song grabbed her husband, "If you go out now, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of the Jin people, and when Your Majesty and them leave, it will not be too late to deliver the letter!" ”

Song Dacheng felt that his wife was right, so he stopped.

Zhao Ji returned to the store, lay down in his kimono, and hope rose in his heart. As soon as the day dawned, the golden man shouted. Zhao Ji and their "half family" started to hit the road again.

Song Dacheng had something on his mind, and he didn't sleep well. I took dozens of nine rings, brought food for a few days, and went on the road. He rode a big green mule, which was exactly the opposite direction of the golden man's walking. Over the years, he has traveled from south to north and to south, and has traveled more places. Having lived in the Liao and Jin ruled places for many years, the "Liao language" and "Jin language" are both fluent and honest. No one would associate him with the former emperor of the Great Song Dynasty.

After Yanjing, he checked tightly, but he still successfully arrived in Zhengding, he sold the mule, went out day and night, and it took another seven or eight days to finally come to the Daimyo's mansion. In extraordinary times, the Daimyo's Mansion was on guard. After some twists and turns, I finally met Hu Sanniang.

Song Dacheng was taken aback again, he never thought that King Wude was a woman.

"I've heard people say that you've seen the Emperor." Hu Sanniang asked gently.

"Yes, the Emperor Taishang's family has eaten pig-killing dishes at my house." Song Dacheng told the truth.

"When? Where are you from? ”

"More than 20 days ago. I live in a small place called Niutou Town, between Nakakyo and Kamigyo. ”

"It's more than 2,000 miles from here! What benefits did the Emperor give you? Why did you give up your life to deliver a letter for him? ”

Hu Sanniang was afraid that the other party was a spy, so she asked more carefully.

"He didn't give me any benefits, just because he taught me and my son, and quickly unraveled the Nine Links, and I didn't even ask for money to kill pigs...... I am a Han person, and I don't want Han people to suffer. ”

Song Dacheng said very truthfully, Hu Sanniang no longer doubted it, and listened carefully to what he said.

"Does the Emperor give you anything?" Hu Sanniang wanted to get a token.

"I originally wrote a poem, but my wife thought it was too dangerous to carry it on the road, so she didn't let me bring it. I can't remember the original sentence, to the effect: In the past, I listened to the fairy music of the Great Song Dynasty, and now I listen to the ghosts of the Hu people crying wolves. Song Dacheng said as he thought.

Hu Sanniang was a little disappointed, he believed that what Song Dacheng said was true, but there were no tokens, and he was still a little regretful.

"King Wude, there's a little thing, I'll show you." Song Dacheng took off his hat, spread his hair out, took out the small bookmark from it, and presented it.

Hu Sanniang took the bookmark and looked at it, with mixed feelings. This ivory bookmark was made by himself and given to Zhao Ji. At that time, she followed Zhao Ji to learn seal carving, but she always couldn't calm down, and only learned a little fur. I couldn't do complicated things, so I carved a bookmark out of ivory and gave it to him.

Although the bookmark is small, it still carves six words: Jiren has his own natural appearance.

The imitation is the husband's thin gold body, and there is no imitation of it. Zhao Ji laughed at the words he engraved as "thin silver body". Unexpectedly, he still kept it close to him, which shows that he has himself in his heart, and his heart is surging for a while.

"How's he doing?" Hu Sanniang asked distressedly.

"I don't know how he used to be. - Looks thin and old. "Song Dacheng always said what he saw.

"Who's with you?"

"There are three sons and three women, and I only know one surnamed Zheng."

Hu Sanniang relaxed a little, as long as Empress Zheng was by his side, it would be better. Empress Zheng was his spiritual pillar.

Song Dacheng stayed in the daimyo's mansion to eat and drink for 3 days, thinking about his wife and children at home, and he had to leave anything. Hu Sanniang gave him gold and silver, saying that he didn't want anything, it was too dangerous. He just asked for some wire, and while walking back, he made a nine-chain sale, and he had a coil to go home......

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