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In the middle of summer, it rains heavily for several days, and the water is full of water and turbulent. On both sides of the wet water, there are reeds all over, extending from the shallow water to the shore, stretching densely to the sky, swinging with the river wind like waves. From time to time, some unknown birds and wild birds can be seen burrowing in and out of the reeds, fluttering and flying in fright.

Where the bird startled, a clump of reeds parted, and two people, one large and one small, came out.

The eldest was about thirty years old, with stocky facial features, a red face, many burning marks on his face like pockmarks, and a short mustache around his cheeks, slightly curled. He was not tall, but he was very strong, wearing a left-hand beard and a short knife sharpened at his waist.

The younger one was no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, with a thin face, eyes quite bright, a round nose and thick lips, giving people a sense of woodenness. He was wearing a right-hand Hanfu, his hands and feet trembled slightly, his expression was nervous, and he looked up from time to time.

After a while, the young man ate and spoke: "Uncle Meng...... It's like、No one、Chasing,Are we ...... You'll need to find a boat. ”

The strong man known as Uncle Meng listened vigilantly for a while, and after confirming that it was safe, he breathed a sigh of relief, stared eagerly at the opposite bank, and muttered: "After crossing this river, it is what they call the free city 'Hangebu'...... Baby, damn it, will you ...... there"

The young man waited for a while, but when he didn't see the strong man answering, he couldn't help but nudge him: "Uncle Meng, boat, how, find a boat." "I can hear it clearly, it turns out that this young man is actually a stutterer.

Uncle Meng finally came back to his senses, rubbed his face vigorously, looked around, and said: "In this place, there is basically no bridge on the river, if you want to cross the river, you need to find a boat, and the boat has to be at a suitable ferry." Pony, let's go upstream and see if there are any boats. ”

The two of them bent on their waists, pushed aside the waist-high reed grass and went westward, stepping on the grass with one foot deep and one leg shallow, their shabby leather boots stained with black mud, and from time to time startled some grasshoppers, toads and other small insects, which scurried in front of them, and frightened the two of them who were frightened by the bowed birds.

Walking only half of the incense, there were faint thunderous sounds of horses' hooves in the northeast, which frightened the two of them to the ground. After a while, a dog barked sounded, and Uncle Meng and the pony's faces turned white. If they had the courage to look up, they would have seen a force of more than 100 Karasuma cavalry on the beach.

These more than 100 horsemen rode with bows and knives on their backs, and Ma Jian lightly slashed them, running in all directions, scattered but not chaotic, obviously not a ranger composed of ordinary herdsmen.

After a while, the heart-pounding dog barked loudly, the reeds broke, and seven or eight Karasuma people led two hounds, holding knives and bows, and escorted two people out, it was Uncle Meng and the pony.

The Karasuma man escorted the two to a Karasuma knight on a flowered horse, and with a strong push, the two staggered to their knees, their hair scattered, and their heads hung silently.

The Karasuma knight at the head of this one was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and because he was in a hurry to catch up, his bright head was covered with sweat and glistened in the sun. The man had a round face, thick eyebrows, small eyes, but fierce eyes, a dark and dense beard, and a gold ring in his left ear. His hair was braided over his shoulders, his shoulders were large and his waist was round, and his arms were thick and powerful.

"Raise your head!" The Karasuma Knight's voice was not loud, but it exuded a chilling aura of slaughter.

Uncle Meng and Pony glanced down at each other, and slowly raised their whip-marked faces.

"What's it called?" Knight Karasuma pointed the horsewhip in his hand at Uncle Meng.

"Mengyuan."

"What is the matter?"

"Bow maker."

"Huh?" Knight Karasuma's eyes narrowed, a cold light flashed, and the horsewhip pointed at the boy, "What's your name?" What did it come from? ”

The pony turned pale and gritted his teeth. The Karasuma knight was furious and was about to raise his whip, but Meng Yuan hurriedly said: "Please calm your anger, this little man has just been arrested and can't understand nonsense, so he ......"

The Karasuma knight snorted, the horsewhip fell, and he slapped the palm of his hand, and said lightly, "Do you know who I am?" ”

Meng Yuan trembled, and said in a low voice: "I know, my lord is the right marquis who can reach him......"

"The person who can know this marquis is at least an old servant who has lived in the headquarters for more than five years." Neng Chen forced Meng Yuan to look at him, "You are an old servant and a good at making bows, and the tribe must treat you well, why do you want to run away?" ”

Meng Yuan slowly looked back at Nanwang, and when he turned his head again, tears were already stained with his beard, and his voice choked up: "The treatment of the little slave is indeed not bad, but he can live alone in an account, and he has a female slave as a wife given by an adult." It's just that...... The wife of the little slave's original wife was separated for several years, and she was already pregnant with a child at that time, and the little slave did not think about it day and night. Recently, I heard that a large number of Han slaves were rescued by the Han Ge Department, and I missed my wife, or in the meantime, the little slaves couldn't bear to miss them, so I ......"

"I see." Neng Chen's face was expressionless, ignoring Meng Yuan's sad color, "The fugitive slave is captured, do you know how to punish it?" ”

Meng Yuan's body trembled slightly, and he said sadly: "I know, the horse stepped on it and died......"

Neng Chen stroked his beard with his hand and smiled: "Don't say that Benhou didn't give you a chance to reunite with your wife, Benhou asked you to cross the river now, and swim in the water under Benhou's nose." What if you two can cross the river safely, and let you flee? ”

Meng Yuan looked back at the boiling river, his face was like ashes. The young pony asked several times, and Meng Yuan translated the words that could be reached. The pony gritted his teeth and said, "In this case, it is better to give one's life, to the sky, than to be ...... ...... alive by Hunu It's good to torture to death. ”

Meng Yuan smiled miserably: "Thank you Hou Chengquan." ”

The ropes on the two of them were cut, and under more than a hundred pairs of cold eyes, they staggered towards the river beach.

The river breeze is cool, the reeds are like waves, the flowers are like snow, and the evil bark is urging the soul.

Meng Yuan and the pony supported each other and walked down the river beach step by step, looked down at the pony who was shaking all over, and said, "Will it float?" ”

The pony shook his head.

Meng Yuan smiled bitterly: "I'm not good at water, the stream has been fluttering, but I have never swam in such a big river." ”

The pony tilted his head sadly: "Blame me, if it weren't for ...... I tell you that the Hango tribe is a slave with your skill in making bows, but it is much better than those who are the raw mouths of the master's herdsmen, and why is ......it so?"

Meng Yuan shook his head: "I don't blame you, I've been separated from Wa Ta Niang for too long, and I miss them too much." If you don't run away this time, ten or eight years will pass, and as soon as you get old, you will no longer have the courage and strength to escape. Alas! I fled to the Hango Department just in the hope of what happened, maybe the baby would have been ...... long ago Maybe die early and be liberated early, so let's meet them in the underworld......"

Xiao Ma looked south for a while, suddenly let go of Meng Yuan, tidied up his clothes, and then knelt down respectfully, kowtowed three times in the southwest direction, and silently recited: "Ah Weng, Ah Mother, brother, clan elder...... The child went first......"

Meng Yuan looked sad, and said with a forced smile: "It's better to be a ghost than to be trampled into meat sauce by a random horse." The adults who can be counted as lenient to you and me. ”

If Meng Yuan heard what Neng Chen said to his subordinates at this moment, he was afraid that he would be sad and indignant.

What Neng Chen said was: "Don't waste good meat, let them soak in the river water half to death first, and then send someone to fish it up, tie it to the horse's tail and drag it until they are checkmate, and then feed it to the dogs." ”

The sun was poisonous, but the river was cold, and the shadow of death was hovering, and Meng Yuan and the pony couldn't help but shiver and their teeth rattle as soon as they stepped into the water.

"Pony, long pain is better than short pain, go ahead!" Meng Yuan lifted his clothes, revealing the swarthy flesh of the bullock, grabbed the thin body of the pony with one hand, and was about to jump into the deep water, when he heard a thunderous sound of galloping horses from the shore.

Looking back, I saw hundreds of Karasuma cavalry galloping closer, but the Karasuma people who were able to reach him dismounted one by one and knelt on the ground. Meng Yuan was stunned, who would it be if he could make the right marquis kneel down to greet someone of such status?

After a while, the two Karasuma men rode to the river and escorted Meng Yuan and the pony back to the shore. At this time, the two found out that this group of Karasuma cavalry was carrying nearly 100 fugitive slaves like them. What is particularly remarkable is that dozens of fugitive slaves are pushing a huge cage cart, the outside of the cart is covered with black cloth, and no one knows what is inside, but when Meng Yuan and the pony look at this cage cart, their hearts are very uneasy, and there is a sense of palpitation. What's inside, exactly?

"Come and meet Lord Tun." The Karasuma people pushed Meng Yuan and the pony to a young Karasuma nobleman surrounded by many cavalry.

Meng Yuan and Pony looked at the majestic young man in front of them in surprise. This, this is Karasuma-sama, who commands the Karasuma people in the three counties?

He glanced at Meng Yuan and Xiaoma lightly, and said to Neng Chen: "Didn't I say that try to catch it alive?" ”

Fang was still a rebellious capable minister, but at this moment, he bowed respectfully to the ground and responded: "This fugitive slave is a bow maker, if it is sent to the Han Ge Department, I am afraid that it will increase the momentum of others." ”

"What is a mere bow maker, and how much can it rise?" Bun Dun sneered, "Yes, I said that I would give a big gift to that Han warrior named Ma Han, but whether he can take it depends on his ability." ”