Chapter Eighty-Five: Wishful Thinking
More than a hundred pursuers lay there forever, their bodies full of bows and arrows, twenty or thirty at the most, and seven or eight at the least.
"They're all dead, they're all dead, where is the general." The three of them panicked.
They were still with these hundred people a moment ago, and not long after they were separated, a hundred heavily armed soldiers were shot and killed in an instant, which caused a great shock to the hearts of the three people.
"The general is also dead, what to do." One of the guards trembled inwardly.
"Calm down, you see that there are at least a thousand arrows on the corpse, it must not have been done by the three people just now, they are only three people, it is impossible to shoot so many arrows in an instant, it must be done by someone else." Another guard calmly analyzed.
"The general is chasing the Yan State Mission, will it be the Yan State Mission who did it?" The trembling guard asked.
"No, they're only about twenty people, I've seen them, they don't have so many arrows."
"Then who do you think did it?" The trembling guard asked.
"It doesn't matter who did it, as long as we let the king think that the three people did it just now. Remember, we saw with our own eyes that the three men had just laid an ambush in the woods with five hundred men and shot a hundred pursuers. The calmest of guards said in a dark voice.
"Brilliant scheme, brilliant scheme, really brilliant scheme." The other two guards clapped their hands in applause.
In this way, this trumped-up charge was imposed on Hua An and others, and they could also use it to provoke Shi Hu and make Shi Hu determined to get rid of Hua An and others.
The guard, who was complimented by the other two companions and had a calm personality, looked at the other two with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently: "Now what we have to do is to find the foothold of the three of them, and then inform the king, the king will definitely send troops to kill him when he is angry, and we will wait to receive the reward!" ”
"However, they are already far away, and we may not be able to keep up." The other two guards shook their heads and sighed.
"You two are really pig brains, they are riding horses, and there will definitely be fresh horse manure left along the way, we will follow the horse manure to find their foothold." The calm guard had a vicious glint in his eyes.
"Okay, we two listen to you."
"Without further ado, let's go at once." The three guards mounted their horses and galloped along the way they had entered.
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The Yan Kingdom delegation had already entered the main road back to the north, and along the way, Murong Yan sat in the carriage in a daze, looking at his fingernails motionlessly, as if he was thinking about something.
Ping'er next to her looked at Murong Yan from time to time, and stretched out her hand to dangle in front of Murong Yan's eyes from time to time, she knew that her sister was the most lively and active, and now that her sister was motionless, she was very worried.
"Sister, you're still thinking about him." Ping'er said coldly.
Murong Yan was embarrassed in her heart, her uncle was sitting opposite, why did her sister come up with such a sentence, didn't it embarrass her?
"Ping'er, don't talk nonsense, my sister has been away from home for so long, and I miss my father a little." Murong Yan pouted and quibbled.
"Liar, it's obviously ......," Ping'er said and glanced at Murong Yan.
Murong Yan saw that Ping'er was open-mouthed, afraid that her uncle would ask, so she hurriedly twisted Ping'er's ears sideways, and said, "You are a dead girl, if you don't speak, you can suffocate you, and you still don't say it." ”
Ping'er's ears hurt, and she said, "Don't say it, sister, I was wrong, I was wrong." ”
"Hmph, you'd better be honest with me." Murong Yan stretched out her middle finger and pointed at Ping'er and threatened.
"Hmm." Ping'er tugged at her mouth, looked at Murong Yan's threatening eyes, and nodded mechanically.
Ever since he entered the carriage, Murong Khan had been closing his eyes and recuperating, he was not tired, but thinking about problems, and in these days in Yecheng, he had witnessed the strength of Zhao State.
Although Shi Hu, the king of Zhao State, was brutal and unkind, after all, Zhao State had been operating the Central Plains for a long time, and its national strength was much stronger than that of the Great Yan State in Liaodong.
There are more than 100,000 elite soldiers in Yecheng alone, the East Palace Gaoli, the Longteng Guards, are all brave men, and there are countless Chinese generals in the court, and it is not easy for the Great Yan Kingdom to enter the Central Plains.
Murong Khan frowned for a while and sighed, how much he hoped that the Great Yan Kingdom would have hundreds of thousands of more iron horsemen, and there would be more civil and military generals above the court.
Murong Yan and Ping'er's fight disturbed his train of thought and reminded him of Hua'an, this young boy still had a good impression on Murong Khan, and it would be great if he could recruit this person into his command.
"Yan'er, uncle saw that you have a good impression of that son named Hua'an, yes or no." Murong Khan opened his eyes slightly and asked.
When Murong Yan heard this, she was shocked, glanced at Ping'er, and quibbled: "Uncle Khan, don't listen to Ping'er's nonsense, there's nothing to do." ”
"Hahaha, like is like, young people dare to love and hate, what else is there to be embarrassed about." Murong Khan didn't mean to blame.
"Actually, there is a little bit of goodwill, just a little bit." Murong Yan lowered her head deeply as she spoke, and her pretty face and ears were red.
Murong Khan is a person from the past, so he can naturally see that his niece has already secretly promised that Hua An, the corner of his mouth smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "It's good if you like it, if you marry him, are you willing?" ”
"Uncle Khan, what do you say? Hua Gongzi didn't know that Yan'er was a daughter, and besides, he already had a sweetheart, and he couldn't look down on Yan'er. Murong Yan said, the roots of his ears turned even redder, but there was a trace of unhappiness in his heart, he was afraid that Hua An would be tied up by his sweetheart and would not come to Liaodong to find her.
When Murong Khan heard this, he laughed and said, "Hahaha! My Yan'er is so well-behaved and beautiful, which man in the world is not moved by it, as for him to have a sweetheart, it doesn't matter, it is very common for a man to have three wives and four concubines, and it is a blessing to have many children and grandchildren! ”
What Murong Khan said is by no means false, in ancient times, three wives and four concubines were the mark of a man's success, just like the car house in later generations, it can be flaunted as an identity.
As the supreme ruler of the emperor at that time, he often enjoyed thousands of beauties, even more than 10,000, and only Shi Hu, the king of Zhao State, collected 40,000 girls in his palace.
Other princes and generals, there are dozens or hundreds, and there are three or four less, only the poor are hungry, and they barely marry a wife, or even never marry or become rich.
As for the children of nobles who marry only one person, they are often criticized.
After all, in ancient times, for the prosperity of the family, it was encouraged to have more children, and the children born of only one person were inevitably thin, and in case of premature death, the family would cut off the incense.
In the era of 'unfilial piety has three nos, and the queen is great', breaking the incense is much stricter than being unfilial, and cutting off children and grandchildren is the biggest curse of that era.
Seeing her uncle say this, Murong Yan felt a glimmer of hope in her heart, but at the same time, she also had a hint of jealousy, although women in that era had a low status, and generally did not have many ideas of exclusive men.
But sharing a man with others will be more or less awkward, and if a husband is forbidden to marry a concubine, it will make people feel that they are not virtuous, and they will even be named "tigress" and "dominatrix" and other strange titles.
"Uncle Khan, Hua Gongzi didn't say that he would definitely come to Liaodong, even if Yan'er wants to marry, no one may marry." After Murong Yan finished speaking, she bit her lips lightly, lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers.
Seeing his niece's expression like this, Murong Khan's heart was very complicated, he thought that with the position of a thousand commanders, Hua'an would most likely belong to Dayan.
Moreover, Hua'an does have the talent of a general, and it is also a long talent.
But he still doesn't know how much strength Hua'an has, but Murong Yan is the daughter of King Yan and the most beautiful flower in the Great Yan Kingdom.
If Hua'an is only brave, but has no talent to command thousands of armies, and can only be a partial general at best, then it would be too aggrieved for his niece to marry him, and his brother, Murong Hao, the king of Yan, would definitely not agree.
"Yan'er, uncle just said casually, a qiē also depends on the fate of heaven." Murong Khan said and pointed to the roof of the car.
His idea is very simple, if Hua'an doesn't come to Liaodong, if he defects to Dayan, he will definitely let Hua'an lead the troops to fight and see Hua'an's strength.
If Hua'an is really as Murong Ke said, he has the talent of a general, he will definitely try his best to match, so that his niece's beauty can retain this talent, after all, his niece has already been tempted by Hua'an, and it can be regarded as a good thing.
But if Hua An is only a strong martial artist and has no ability to lead soldiers, he also plans to find a beautiful girl in the family to marry Hua An to win his heart.
Murong Khan had a wishful thinking in his heart, while Murong Yan on the opposite side lifted the curtain and looked at the sky with a lonely face.
"Fate, farewell today, do I still have fate with him?" Murong Yan looked at the blue sky and prayed secretly in her heart.
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The three degraded Dragon Guards rode their horses to track Hua'an, and they scattered along the exit of the woods to find them.
"Horse manure, fresh horse manure, we didn't make a mistake."
One of them noticed it and cried out excitedly.
"Hiss ......"
Another guard reined in his horse, jumped off his horse, and hurried over to the horse's dung.
"Let me come, let me see."
He picked up a lump of horse manure, looked at it carefully, then gently broke it open and sniffed it, and finally put it on his face.
"Hahaha! It's still hot, and the color and smell are exactly the same as those lumps outside the woods. The guard smiled intoxicatedly, as if he had just eaten the perfect meal.
"Okay, great, get on the horse, we'll chase after us."
"Driving ......" the three guards rode their horses and continued to chase in the direction Hua An had left.
So, on an inconspicuous path, there was an extremely comical scene, three guards, from time to time to restrain the horses, to the ground to pick up the horse's dung, even did not hesitate to smell with their noses, their faces sticked, and almost did not eat.
Even the horses they rode were a little depressed, and from time to time they used their noses to express their displeasure, perhaps because they did not understand why these people riding on their backs were so interested in dung.