Yang Hao has also heard of different versions of the rumors of the first night right, in his opinion, no matter what the purpose, what kind of folklore, religion, and privilege are used as a rhetoric, this kind of thing is despicable, at least lack of respect for people, but hundreds of miles are different, different people in different positions on the same thing sometimes have a world of difference,

For the Wusugu people, the dedication of the first night right to the Khitan firers is an obligation that must be borne like the payment of other taxes, although it is not useful but it is not painful, sixty years ago the Khitan iron cavalry conquered Wusugu, since then they can only live in the shadow of the Khitans, silently bear everything imposed on them by the Khitans,

The adult men and women here have suffered from this, and when the resistance is ineffective, they can only frown and drink this cup of bitter wine, regard suffering as a part of life, and try to accept it, this may be the difference between humans and animals,

Yang Hao looked at Mu Long with mixed feelings, she was like a lamb to be slaughtered, listening helplessly to the conversation between Daddy Kashan, Beggar Lie and Aunt Xiao Miyi, Mu Lugu's hand held Mu Long's hand, her face was solemn but not painful, talking and laughing, the three of them decided everything, Aunt Xiao Miyi snatched Mu Long from Mu Lugu's hand and took it into her hands, the mother and daughter whispered for a while, Mu Long cried, Aunt Xiao Miyi held her daughter in her arms and comforted her softly, and also shed a line of tears,

The beggar Lie's expression became impatient, and Daddy Kashan seemed to feel that the mother and daughter were a little wordy, so he coughed very unceremoniously, and Aunt Xiao Miyi quickly wiped her tears, and solemnly handed Mu Long into the hands of Daddy Kashan, and after Daddy Kashan explained a few words, he handed her over to the Khitan fireman,

The beggar's tent has long been prepared, and now is the time for him to enjoy his privileges, and everyone looks at it all with dull eyes, what kind of regret it will be for a girl to give her pure first time to her loved one, power can suppress everything, reverse right and wrong, but it cannot permanently extinguish people's inner search for truth, goodness and beauty, since it is a human being, this heart is the same,

Although it was close at hand, the beggar still got on the horse proudly, and the Kashan father and Mu Lugu worked together to carry Mu Long on the horse, so in full view of everyone, the Khitan tax officer walked away triumphantly with someone else's bride in his arms.

Yang Hao felt a kind of entanglement that he had never felt before, he couldn't believe everything in front of him, and he couldn't tolerate Mu Long leaving, Mu Lugu continued to drink with his partner, Aunt Xiao Miyi was still warmly entertaining the guests, the faces of the guests were smiling again, it was still string singing and dancing, and the atmosphere was still harmonious,

Yang Hao was already excited, he staggered back to the sleeping tent with a pot of wine, the first time he entered the door he saw the horizontal knife hanging on the wooden pillar, although the mare's milk wine is low in alcohol, but drinking too much can also be intoxicating, Yang Hao suddenly threw away the cane and grabbed the horizontal knife, he tried to press the tension spring to pull out the knife, but felt the abnormal weakness of his hands and feet, suddenly a gust of cold wind was hit from behind, a sturdy figure suddenly appeared behind him, only one punch, Yang Hao lost consciousness,

On the morning of the second day, Yang Hao woke up, the sky was already bright, the surroundings were unusually quiet, and his head was still a little uncomfortable, Yang Hao sat up and shook his neck, and suddenly, he jumped up, how could I lie here,

Yang Hao was surprised to find that the place he was in was not the dormitory where he lived every day, and the furnishings here were all new.

Not good, how did I enter Mu Long's new house, Yang Hao found that the wooden pillars in the dormitory were wrapped in bright red and blue silk, silk is an extremely precious item here, and it is only used when the newlyweds get married.

There is a brand-new futon on the bed, and a newly made bow and arrow on the wall, yes, this is indeed Mu Long's new house,

Yang Hao settled down, the scene that happened last night loomed in front of him, he was drunk and knocked unconscious from behind, and when he woke up, he came here, if this is not a prank, it is likely to be a conspiracy, he is still a patient, and an outsider, who would play this kind of prank with himself, Yang Hao's heart suddenly cold: he may have fallen into a conspiracy set up by someone,

He hurried a few steps to the door, lifted the curtain and looked out, all the people in the tribe gathered in the open space in front of the door of the old man Kashan's house, where the tribe held a meeting and held a celebration of the square, but at the moment it was tense, the men, women and children of the tribe stood in the center of the square, surrounded by Khitan soldiers,

There was a corpse parked on the earthen platform in the corner of the square, and there was a row of people kneeling in front of the corpse, both men and women, too far away to see who they were.

What happened to him after he fell into a coma, do you need to escape now, Yang Hao kept asking himself, and then he denied this idea, and everyone was driven to the square, only he was left behind, it can be seen that the Khitans did not know their existence before, and they fled rashly, but it was easier to be discovered.

Running away doesn't seem to be a brilliant idea,

However, just in case, Yang Hao decided to change places, which was too close to the square, and decided that it was not a safe hiding place.

Yang Hao slipped into the forage shed in the corner of the square, the roof of the shed was lifted by the wind, the grass was soaked in snow and water, it has been abandoned for a long time and no one has used it, this should be a safe place, looking out through the dilapidated wooden gate, everything in the square can be heard, even loud talking,

Oh my God, it turned out to be him, when Yang Hao saw the face of the corpse head-on, he was suddenly taken aback, the deceased was actually a beggar lie, a Khitan tax officer, and the emperor of Wusugu, what did he die of, died of a violent illness or was assassinated,

Yang Hao is inclined to believe in the latter for two reasons: first, if he dies of a violent illness, there is no need for the Khitans to be murderous, as if they are facing a great enemy; Second, Yang Hao instinctively believed that the beggar was killed by Mu Lugu, and it was a man who could endure such an insult from his wife's first night to others.

But Yang Hao quickly denied the idea that Mulugu was a murderer, the Wusugu people had been oppressed for sixty years, they had accepted everything imposed on them by the Khitans, and the rules that seemed unreasonable and even cruel to outsiders were taken for granted, and how could Mulugu, a native of Mulugu, be an exception, since this could no longer be a reason for hatred, then how could he have the motive to kill,

It's not Mu Lugu, who could it be, just when Yang Hao was waiting for an answer, the deputy of the beggar column, a Khitan man with a goatee, suddenly jumped up excitedly, he grabbed Mu Long who was kneeling in front of the corpse of the beggar column, and then opened the bow left and right, slapped her a few times, and finally pushed her to the ground,

The Khitan warrior rushed up to hold Mu Long down and forced her to kneel down to the goatee, Mu Long stubbornly straightened her waist, the corners of her mouth were bleeding, but there was an unyielding look in her eyes, the goatee began to count Mu Long's crimes, and every time he said a word, he was translated into Wusugu by the interpreter around him and said to the people in the square,

"You despicable lowly people, whoever kills Lord Beggar Lie, he will stand up himself, otherwise they will all be buried for Lord Beggar Lie."

From this angle, Yang Hao could clearly see the people kneeling in front of the earthen platform: Father Kashan, the four elders, Aunt Xiao Miyi, Mu Lugu and his wife, and a few sturdy young people,

"It's not fair." One woman shouted, "They are not murderers. ”

"Then tell me who the murderer is." Goatee smiled coldly,

The crowd was boiling, and people were chirping and guessing who the murderer was.

"Maybe it's the Tang man." Someone shouted,

"It must be him, the Tang people have an enmity with you." Someone chimed in,

More and more people agreed, and everyone shouted in unison: "The Tang people are the devil, hang that person." ”

The angry crowd spontaneously walked towards the dormitory where Yang Hao lived,

"Listen to me, he's not a murderer."

In the chaos, Mu Long tried her best to defend Yang Hao, but her voice quickly disappeared, an elder signaled her not to speak, and Daddy Kashan was also persuading something,

Yang Hao is a little grateful to the person who knocked him unconscious last night, if he hadn't knocked himself unconscious, he might still be asleep at the moment, then he would have become a scapegoat in a daze, in order to protect himself, the Wusugu people would not give themselves a chance to speak, and the goatee would also turn a blind eye because he wanted to give an explanation to the above,

Mu Long's new house is next to the square, which makes it possible for him to know about the danger, and according to the tradition of the Usugu people, a man who spends the night alone in a new house will lose his longevity, in other words, Mu Lugu will not live in a new house when Mu Long is not there.

Now it's time to leave, not far from the hay shed is a stable, no one will notice him if he escapes in chaos, Yang Hao quietly got up and prepared to leave, suddenly Mu Long's terrible scream came,

A group of Khitan soldiers were beating around Mu Lugu, Mu Long wanted to rescue but was hugged by a goatee, Daddy Kashan, Aunt Xiao Miyi and others dared to be angry under the scimitar of the Khitans.

"If I leave like this, they will not escape." Yang Hao became hesitant, "They saved me, I can't see death without help." ”

Yang Hao straightened his leather coat and strode out of the forage shed: "I am the murderer who killed Lord Beggar Lie, and I have nothing to do with them." ”

Goatee saw that someone came to surrender automatically, his eyes lit up with joy, and a group of wolf-like Khitan soldiers fell over Yang Hao, twisted his arms, forced his head, and forced him to kneel, Yang Hao straightened his waist and refused to comply, Goatee became angry, he drew an arm-thick wooden stick, and split his head and beat him indiscriminately.

The red blood flowed down from Yang Hao's forehead, and his eyes blurred in an instant, and he saw a pair of angry eyes, both Khitan and Wusugu,

The goatee pulled out a scimitar and put it on Yang Hao's neck, and asked, "Do you admit to killing Lord Beggar Lie?" Yang Hao spit out the blood in his mouth and nodded solemnly: "He's a bastard, he deserves to die." ”

This sentence was spoken in Usugu, and when Goatee understood the meaning, he was furious, and he roared and raised his knife to slash, when suddenly a young man beside him grabbed his wrist:

"He should be handed over to the Khan for punishment."

Goatee glared at the young man: "Blood debt and blood repayment, the Khan will do the same." ”

"It is the power of the khan to decide the life and death of people, and you have no right to trespass." The young man only pushed lightly, and the goatee staggered and almost fell,

Yang Hao's life was temporarily saved, except for Mu Long, all the people were released, she was an insider in the case, and she couldn't leave until Yang Hao was convicted and executed by the Khitan Khan.

Now the Wusugu people began to look at Yang Hao with another eye, everyone knows that he is innocent, he has injuries to his hands and feet, how can he enter the heavily guarded tent of the Khitan fire, in order to protect himself, slander others as murderers, and now others take the initiative to stand up and take responsibility for themselves, and save themselves from disaster, if people still have the slightest conscience, who is not moved, who does not blame themselves,

At the moment when Yang Hao was taken away, the people of Wusugu silently bowed their heads, and the people here did not bend their knees and bow, but only bowed their heads to the people they respected.