Ying Xuan was annoyed by the crying, and shouted: "Don't cry, since Zhang Zhong is still alive, or can find out the whereabouts of his middle father from his mouth, what's the use of crying!" ”

Li Xinyi was the first to stop crying, and he always obeyed the young master's words. Zhang Jing wiped her tears, but found that she had no tears at all, she was not sad, but she was not sad.

Li Xinfang snorted and looked at Ying Xuan's back in a daze, she couldn't help but think: Is Ying Xuan, who was not afraid of heaven and earth when she was a child, back, but why do you have to wait until this time? Dad, what the hell is going on here?

When Ying Xuan returned to the room, Zhang Zhong was already lying on the bed, and the wound had been carefully treated, but the face that was hideous from crying had not changed, and his mouth was wide open, as if he had something to say.

Ying Xuan held his hand and leaned his ear against his lips, but there was no sound except for a stream of hot air.

His heart was almost hopeless, but he couldn't tell the truth, or the only trace of disappointment that the other three had would be ruthlessly crushed.

So his expression began to change, from nervousness to doubt, to joy, to excitement, to shouting:

"Zhang Zhong, I heard it, you have a good rest, don't say it again."

Li Xinfang's face also had a hint of brilliance, and he urged, "What did he say?" ”

Ying Xuan stretched out her hands and wanted to hug her, but at the last moment, she turned around and hugged Zhang Jing, and said happily: "Chang'an! Changan! Changan! ”

Zhang Jing blushed and pushed him away: "Chang'an, what do you mean?" ”

"Could it be that my father was arrested and taken to Chang'an?" Li Xinfang wondered.

Ying Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Li Xinfang's head was a little more flexible after all, otherwise the drama he had acted in before would be in vain, but he still had to add fuel to the fire to make them completely believe that Li Bo was arrested and taken to Chang'an.

Although he always wanted to go to Chang'an, this time he did not decide according to his preferences. First of all, the grassland was attacked, Li Bo disappeared, he had nowhere to go, and at least Sun Chaohe had statements to rely on in Chang'an City.

Secondly, the enemy's purpose is obvious, that is, to come at him. And judging from the looting of each room, they are still coming for the treasure map at the same time, then he may be a member of the imperial court, and Chang'an will always have some clues as the capital.

The last surviving others have now become frightened birds, and they desperately need some news and hope. Sometimes difficulties and desperate situations are not terrible, but what is terrible is that there is no hope in sight.

After thinking about it, Ying Xuan gave his own guess, although this guess seemed groundless to him, it was good to be able to deceive for a while. "Do you remember the Chang'an merchants we met when we were in the county seat? Xinfang, you can see that they are suspicious early on, will they be the ones who attacked the grassland, and the time is right! ”

Li Xinfang suddenly realized: "Yes, they all do have martial arts, but why should they do this?" ”

Ying Xuan sighed and blamed himself: "It's all my fault, they came at me, I guess they are from the imperial court." ”

Li Xinfang reluctantly made it to the bench, all the truth was revealed, and the last thing she wanted to see happened. She had persuaded her father more than once not to dream of returning to the country, which would eventually harm herself. But his father never listened, and even drove him out of the grassland.

When she was a child, she once asked Ying Xuan: "Do you really plan to be the emperor?" Great Qin is dead. ”

Xiao Yingxuan shook his head: "I don't want to, I'm so tired, but my middle father always forces me." ”

She persuaded: "Then you can find a way to convince my father how good it is for our family to live happily together."

Xiao Yingxuan nodded again and again: "Okay, I promise you." ”

She stretched out her little thumb and said, "We pull the hook, and whoever repents is a puppy." ”

……………………

She thought of the past again, and suddenly wanted to laugh, but Ying Xuan's gaze made her unable to laugh anymore. He's grown up, hasn't he? Maybe he forgot all about the past, I never wanted to be the young master, but he has always been, and he can't change it.

"Young master, what should we do in the future?" Li Xinfang spoke respectfully to Yingxuan for the first time.

Ying Xuan lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "First bury them alive, the person is dead, and the corpse should not be beaten by the wind and rain again." Then we packed up and left for Chang'an tomorrow morning. ”

Fifty-one corpses, most of them still young, lay in the wind. Ying Xuan looked at them, fear struck him.

In modern society, although his life is average, at least there is no threat of death. Now in the Western Han Dynasty, the quality of life has improved a lot, but the risk factor has also increased many times.

In ancient times, emperors were the most dangerous profession, and there were only a handful of old people. Although he is not the emperor, as a remnant of the previous dynasty and the heir of the old dynasty, the danger is not much less than that of the emperor.

When the ground was broken, Zhang Jing didn't want him to do it because she felt sorry for him, but he stubbornly refused. He doesn't want to be a waste in the eyes of others, not to mention that the current situation is already quite difficult, the whereabouts of his middle father Li Bo are unknown, and it is still unknown whether Sun Chao and the statement of Chang'an will obey his orders.

With the joint efforts of the four of them, the huge earth pit was finally dug, and while Ying Xuan wiped his sweat, he found that his palm had a big blister. Not to mention the Western Han Dynasty after the crossing, even in the modern era before the crossing, he has never done this.

When it was filled, he stuffed the remaining bracelet into Twelve's hand, and he also counted Twelve's wishes.

The wind came out slowly, and he rubbed his eyes vigorously, he stubbornly thought that there was sand blowing in his eyes, and he didn't cry.

Once people cry all the time, they will form a habit, and getting used to this kind of thing is terrible.

Ying Xuan, who was lying on the bed, was tired physically and mentally tired, it could be said that he was really exhausted, although he still wanted to think about specific actions in the future, but he was too sleepy.

In the early morning of the second day, Ying Xuan slept for the first time and woke up naturally, and the knock on the door never appeared. He slowly opened his eyes, touched his rumbling belly, and sat up.

"Zhang Zhong, I'm hungry!"

No response.

"Jing'er, where's breakfast?"

Still no response.

He got out of bed a little angrily, and kept babbling: What's wrong with Zhang Jing, this girl, Zhang Zhong didn't even send food!

He angrily opened the door, and the sun was shining down, and his eyes were painful. Suddenly, his right hand began to ache sharply, and he looked down to see that the blister had burst when he opened the door.

He finally remembered!

People will always habitually avoid and selectively forget some bad memories, so in fact, amnesia is not necessarily bad.

"Young master, you're up!" Zhang Jing's voice was still as calm as before, and she couldn't hear joy, anger and sorrow.

He followed the voice and smiled slightly. I saw Zhang Jing walking quickly over here with a plate, the beads of sweat on her forehead were crystal clear, hanging on her face like a jewel. And the fair cheeks have long been replaced by black and gray, which is particularly funny and cute from a distance.

"This is the porridge that Jing'er made for you, and the young master will fill his stomach first."

Ying Xuan couldn't help but smile and refused: "I'm not too hungry yet, it's okay to eat less." ”

In fact, he was very hungry, so he was lying, but he had to say it, because he smelled a special smell from afar.