Zhao Qi suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, Xu Zizhen, you also have today?" Aren't you a self-appointed half-immortal, why were you also caught? ”

"Caught?" Xu Zizhen looked left and right, beside him were Wan Yanang and Bu Fen in leather robes, and he happened to be holding his hands behind his back, he suddenly understood what Zhao Qi was thinking.

After hearing that Yan Ang was coming, the leader of the racecourse hurried over before he even had time to put on his clothes.

"The villain greets the young prince."

Before Yan Ang could speak, Xu Zizhen asked first, "Are you in charge here?" ”

The leader doesn't know Xu Zizhen, but he still has a bit of eyesight, with the identity of the young prince Wanyan Ang, he is still standing behind half of this person's position, it can be seen that this person's identity is definitely not simple, so he replied honestly: "Back to this master's words, the villain is Wu Lifu, the horse farm manager." ”

Zhao Qi's eyes widened suddenly, because he suddenly realized that he seemed to have seen something wrong.

Xu Zizhen turned around and looked at Zhao Qi carefully, speaking of which, he was only in his early thirties, but now he looked extremely haggard, obviously he didn't have a good life here, not to mention whether he could be fed and clothed, just his identity as the prince of the Zhao family was probably not comfortable.

If it were someone else, maybe Xu Zizhen would sigh, but for Zhao Qi, Xu Zizhen only felt comfortable.

He asked the pipe band: "How is our Royal Highness King Jing doing with you, have you bullied him?" ”

"This ......"

The face of the pipe band suddenly became a little embarrassed, how could he not be bullied, although he was just a small person, but after all, he was also a Jurchen, and the sense of superiority in his bones made him have a natural contempt for the Song people.

This ghost place is very remote, there is not even a girl, Wu Lifu and a few rough men under him are panicked and even the mare is on, not to mention this Zhao Qi with fine skin and tender meat?

Wan Yan Ang glared: "What about asking you, if there is, if there is none, there is no, dumb?" ”

"Yes...... Yes, there is. Urifu didn't dare to hide it, and replied expectantly, and then lowered his head and prepared to accept the rebuke, although he still didn't know who this young prince was standing in front of.

But to his surprise, the master's eyes lit up, and then he asked excitedly, "Oh? How did you bully? Speak out and make me happy? ”

"Huh?" Wu Lifu was dumbfounded, but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, and immediately understood that this master and Zhao Qi's grandson were not on the right path, and quickly introduced it with a smile on his face, "The villain is a rough embryo, and he doesn't know what delicate work he does, it's nothing more than that he has work to do during the day, and he doesn't have work to do at night......"

Xu Zizhen burst out laughing, saying that it was similar to the characteristics of the secretary of his era, this Urifu is really a talent.

Wu Lifu saw that this master was smiling happily, so he became more and more happy, not only talking about the specific content of bullying Zhao Qi, but even the plot dialogue was described as carefully as possible, although Xu Zizhen was a little disgusting, but he still listened with great interest, his eyes kept rolling on Zhao Qi, and there was a smile on his lips.

Zhao Qi hated so much that his heart was dripping blood, but he didn't dare to resist, he had tasted enough of Jinren's methods, even in his dreams, he thought that someone could take him out, even if he was no longer the prince after he went back, it didn't matter, as long as he could get rid of here.

The resentment he can't say in his heart now, he hates Wu Qimai's words don't count, what he promised him was to let him inherit the unification, he made it rain, and did everything possible to facilitate the Jin people, but who would have thought that the Jin people would turn their faces when they broke Bianjing, and their father and brother were taken captive, Zhao Qi was naïve and waited to be the emperor, but what he was waiting for was a cold chain, and he was arrested together, and then he never saw Wu Qimai, Wushu or any Jin soldier general again.

Wu Qimai once asked people to throw a sentence to him, saying that he had meritorious service to the Jurchen, so he would be spared from death, as for all the things promised to him before did not even mention a word, Zhao Qi regretted it very much, but he did not dare to fight again, because on the way to be escorted, he saw his brother being abused to death by the Jin people, and in the end, he didn't even have a grave, so he threw it on the side of the road in the north.

Urifu spat out, and at this time he only hated that he had not read much when he was a child, but unfortunately many details could not be depicted properly.

Xu Zizhen suddenly asked, "How many Song people have you been to this horse farm?" ”

"Twenty-one." Urifu replied without thinking.

Xu Zizhen looked around and asked, "What about the others?" ”

Urifu said: "More than a dozen died, and some were exchanged for other places, and now he is the only one left here." ”

Xu Zizhen was silent, he just looked at Zhao Qi unhappy, but he didn't have any holidays with others, even if it was someone from the Zhao family's royal family.

"There's a list, right? Take it for me to see. Xu Zizhen decided to see if there were any of the twenty-one people he knew.

Wu Lifu quickly took a booklet, and on it was a row of names, most of them were surnamed Zhao, and the word Zhao Qi was impressively in it, but it was not the first in the list.

"Where are you buried the dead?"

Urifu was stunned for a moment and said, "Buried? The Song people are not as good as pigs and dogs, if they die, they will die, so why should they be buried? The villains were thrown into the river. ”

Worst!

As soon as these words came out, Wan Yanang's face changed, and he knew that it was not good.

Sure enough, Xu Zizhen kicked Wu Lifu upside down and flew out, in the winter of the Northeast, the ground was frozen harder than stones, and this time Wu Lifu was suddenly thrown into the Venus in front of him.

"Master, you...... What are you kicking me for? ”

Xu Zizhen looked at Wu Lifu who was crawling on the ground, and said coldly: "Lao Tzu is also a Song person, let me hear you say a word about how the Song people are, Lao Tzu killed you alive!" ”

Wu Lifu was shocked, and subconsciously glanced at Wan Yan Ang, not understanding how the young prince could grovel to a Song man so much, and then looked at Zhao Qi, who was becoming more and more confused.

This master is a Song man? Then why was he so happy when he said that he was bullying this Song prince just now?

Xu Zizhen saw what he was thinking, and snorted coldly: "He even lost his ancestors, don't talk about the Song people, he is not even a human, understand?" ”

"Understand, understand, villain understand!" How dare Urifu say more, he just lay on the ground, and didn't even dare to raise his head.

Xu Zizhen said again: "I'm going to take him away, no problem, right?" ”

"Yes, yes, you can just take it away." Urifu didn't have the words to say yes again.

Zhao Qi was extremely stunned: "You...... Will you take me away? ”

Xu Zizhen smiled: "Of course, I came to you to take you away." As he spoke, he turned his head and said, "Who will run an errand for me and call Xiao Susan?" ”

"I'll go." Bu Fen had already guessed what he was going to do, and opened his mouth to take the conversation.

Zhao Qi suddenly felt cold, because he sensed the murderous aura in Xu Zizhen's eyes.