The prisoner had caught my attention since she came in, if not for anything else, because she was a woman.

You know, the prison I am in can be called the "nineteenth layer of hell" in Mongolia, no matter how powerful you are, or how bloody you are, as long as you come in, within three hours, you will be begged for mercy and compromise, so many years, without exception.

I have this confidence, both in this prison and in myself.

Of course, this may also show that those people who come in are still not bloody enough, and those who really have the backbone will not let themselves be captives alive at all, and it is the slightest fear of death in their hearts that makes them fall here, their dignity is disgraced, and they are devastated.

Some things, I get used to doing it, I like it when I do it, over the years, I'm used to seeing flesh and blood, I'm used to hearing heartbreaking, as a jailer, our status is as small as ants, many times, only in this gloomy and bloody prison, I will find that kind of self-deception superior satisfaction.

Here, death is an extremely luxurious thing, looking at those people wailing in front of themselves, you can't imagine how high they were, how unstoppable they were, but they wandered for half a life, glorified for half a life, and before dying, they were panicked like a lost dog.

Compared with them, I think God is sometimes quite fair.

The road is all chosen by yourself.

But what is she? Ordinary people are not qualified to come here.

Let me take care of her alone, it was the first time I received such a tricky task, after all, in the past, I was in contact with rough and thick men, but now in the face of women, I don't know how to start.

I looked at her quietly, the woman was extremely calm, I don't know if she didn't realize her situation, or if she already had a heart to see death, I was slightly disdainful, I had seen this expression a lot, but no one had ever been able to be hard to the end.

What's more, she is still a woman.

There was a thin face buried under her hair, and unlike ordinary people, when she came in, she already had several whip marks on her body, and I learned from the chatter of the little soldier who took her that the whip was rewarded by Ku Tu Lai himself.

Hearing this, I was so shocked that my jaw almost dislocated, who is Kutura, that is our Mongolian day, he took the throne when the first Khan was crucified by the Jin people, in order to avenge the first Khan, over the years to endure humiliation, exhaustion, not close to women, meritocracy, made political achievements, even I, a little jailer, are in the eyes.

Who is she, and what has she done, can make the emperor, who is usually kind and approachable, happy and angry, move the anger of the scales.

Before she had time to think about it, the woman was rudely hung up by the soldiers who had brought her, without my interference, and then the whip with the mouth of the bowl fell like raindrops.

I was puzzled, when interrogating prisoners, torture is just a means, and when you really use it, you must pay attention to the method, this whip down, the person will be half-dead first, and then it will be troublesome to interrogate, after saying his thoughts, the head of the soldier said to me, this woman is the sister of Jin Wushu, Wanyan Zhulan, the Great Khan means, just keep your breath, don't be soft.

Jin Wushu, Han name Wanyan Zongbi, this is a name that will never be forgiven by Changshengtian, when the Jin State nailed the first Khan to the wooden donkey, it was his execution.

No wonder the Great Khan was so angry, it turned out that she was the sister of the enemy.

The sound of the whip touching the skin echoed in the secluded prison, and I looked at the figure from afar, only to see her swaying back and forth with the force of the whip, but she herself was like a dead thing, and she did not struggle to move, or perhaps, she also wailed, but the sound was too small, and was drowned out by the overwhelming sound of whips around her.

It was only after everyone had left that I slowly approached the woman, who was already faint from pain, and her weak body was blown back and forth by the wind in the prison, and I was afraid that if she hung her arm for a long time, I let go of the rope, and she fell to the ground.

It's really a thin body, and it's actually very inappropriate to use the word wrestling, it's more like a leaf floating down.

Alas, even the Great Khan does not let the woman live, why should I have compassion for her.

Her face was exposed to her hair, because of the previous dim light, I didn't look very carefully, but now I looked carefully, only to find that the woman in front of me was simply shocked, sweat soaked her hair, and also made her thin clothes, clinging to the wound on the skin.

is such a beauty, but no one dares to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and the tyrannical destruction of heavenly things is really a tyrannical heavenly thing.

She murmured in a coma: "Goose...... Goose ......"

I didn't hear it very clearly, and I wasn't sure what she was talking about, so I subconsciously continued: "Song to the sky?" ”

I shouldn't have any thoughts, but the beautiful woman was close at hand, and my heart couldn't help but wave, and when I saw that she didn't move, I cautiously stretched out my hand, and I swear, I just wanted to touch her face.

But at that moment, she coughed twice, and I jerked my hand back, and the next moment, she opened her eyes weakly.

"Can you give me some water?"

Although it was a prayer, the tone could not be refused, and there had never been a prisoner who spoke to me in such a hard tone, knowing that she was special, and I didn't bother with her.

She took the water, although she was extremely thirsty, but she did not lose her temper, I secretly sighed that she was a princess, how could I be compared with the last generation, but this is similar to "no more than three", but it is more like the rules of the princess of the Han family.

The first day passed like this, and the scene of the next few days, compared with the first day, was as good as the first, the name of hell was not called in vain, from the bags of broken corpses that were carried out over the years, it can be seen how those people were tortured in their lives, chili water and tiger chairs, just a small family, the punishment here, only you can't think of.

Sometimes she fainted in pain, but the next moment she was awakened by someone with cold water, mixed with ice ballast water, pouring down from the top of her head, and she gritted her teeth and trembled uncontrollably.

It's heart-wrenching.

She seemed to care very much about her appearance, and the first thing she did every time she was thrown back with a bruise was to paint her lips red with blood, which often involved her wounds, because I saw beads of sweat the size of beans falling down her forehead.

"It's time to eat."

I said, and put the dishes and chopsticks that I had deliberately cleaned in advance in front of the iron railing.

She stepped forward and leaned down gently, but her hand touched it for a long time, and she didn't pick up the bowl.

Looking at her blank eyes, I was shocked: "Your eyes were blinded by them?" ”

When she finally picked up the dishes and chopsticks, she shook her head: "No, the old disease for many years just recurs from time to time." ”

It may be that during the day, her throat is broken, and her voice is very hoarse.

"It seems that God rewarded you with this face and took away your eyes." I said.

Hearing this, she gently touched her face and said to me: "This face is not God's reward, it has used a knife, and the face that God has rewarded has long been destroyed by fire, alas, old, old...... How did that sentence come about, blushing and twilight. ”

If she is old, then I, am not I old and immortal?

I smiled bitterly.

"These hands of yours, with their joints distinct and fingers like shaving onions, must be hands that play music."

She smiled: "I also took a sword, but it's all the kung fu of a three-legged cat, which I learned when I practiced dancing back then, and I just embroidered my legs." ”

She picked up her chopsticks and put a mouthful of food into her mouth, stopping to chew when she realized that she had eaten the meat.

"Eat it with confidence, it's goose meat, it's not poisonous."

After swallowing the contents of her mouth, she lifted her bloodless face and said to me lightly, "Why? ”

"What?" I didn't get it.

"I mean, why are you so nice to me...... I thought that the hearts of people who have lived here all year round have become numb. ”

"People like beautiful things, even if they are in hell."

I laughed, and then said, "This is my power, it has nothing to do with you, in my environment, I don't meet a beauty like you every day." ”

"I'm lucky to meet you."

"How can a princess compare to someone like me?" I smiled wryly.

"Why not, you're that kind of person?"

"I'm just a jailer."

"What's wrong with the jailer?" She asked me rhetorically, "I have a specialization in art, I remember, when Marshal Yue died, your colleague Kui Shun took the risk of killing his head and took his body out...... Sometimes a person only needs to do one thing right in his life, you see the eunuch Cai Lun, a person with six incomplete roots, slandering concubines and framing the prince, but because he transformed the new paper, he made him famous in the world. ”

She sighed: "But this palace has always felt that everything in this world will disappear sooner or later, and those things are all empty." ”

I was secretly amazed, I didn't expect that she, as a princess, would have such thoughts.

As far as the eye could see, she suddenly found a wolf-shaped tattoo on her arm.

"Does this on your arm have a meaning? Did your mother agree? ”

"Mother?" She repeated, as if she were unfamiliar with the title.

She shook her arm and said to me: "Mother, how can I have a mother, when I was six years old, my father killed my mother, I was surprised, I couldn't believe it at the time, so I went to my father, but my father told me that my biological mother had died when she gave birth to me, and that woman was just my adoptive mother, and he said that she had an affair with my uncle and had ill intentions towards me, so he killed her." ”

"There is such a thing in this world......" I couldn't believe it.

"You think that's the end of it?" She smiled and wanted to continue, but suddenly fell silent again.

After a long time, she said: "They all think that I am Princess Zhulan, but I am not, but now that I say it, no one will believe it." ”

I was a little confused, and I was confused.

"Looking at my life, I have many names, but from beginning to end, only Zhao Hanyi has been put in my heart wholeheartedly."

"Zhao? Could it be that I realized something...... "You are not a Jurchen. ”

"Sort of, not really. You just need to remember that I am the eleventh year of the Great Song Dynasty in Shaoxing, and I gave it to Princess Hanyi of the Jin Kingdom. ”

"I heard that Princess Hanyi, when she was passing information for the Great Song Dynasty, was discovered by the people of the Jin Kingdom and had been burned to death, how could she ......?"

"It's hard to put into words." She smiled wryly and changed the subject to me, "Do you know the battle of the Lost Path?" ”

"Of course, in that battle, our Mongolia suffered heavy losses, and I heard that in that battle, the general who died in the Jin State seemed to be called a slander or something."

"False Rich." She said, and then said: "His name is Yan Liduo, the Han name is Wanyan Zongyao, His Royal Highness King Lu of Jurchen - my husband." ”

"I'm sorry." I realized my gaffe.

"What is there to apologize for, people are already dead, and he can't hear these words you say."

She continued: "That's in the Jurchen, the best man for me, you know that a princess like me who came with her own relatives has the political purpose of marriage, I didn't hope to make him like it at all, at the beginning, I have been wary of him, I think his good to me is purposeful, I try my best to please him, but I dare not be emotional to him, and when I am really emotional about him, I will suffer from gains and losses, alas, it is really chaotic, I can't tell." ”

"Do you have a wife and children?" She asked suddenly.

This question melted my petrified heart for many years, it was my wound, a wound that I would never heal.

Seeing that I didn't speak, she realized something: "No offense." ”

I sighed, tears overflowing my eyes: "Yes, but I died in Jingkang that year and was buried in Lin'an." ”

"Lin'an?" She exclaimed, "Have you been to Lin'an?" ”

"It's not that I'm in Mongolia, and I've eaten this bowl of rice for so long that the princess can't even see it, I'm a Song person."

Hearing this, she smiled: "I can't see it, my eyes are broken, but believe it or not, even if I change into Jurchen clothes now, you can't be sure, I'm a Song person, otherwise, Ku Tu Ra will not be played around by me in a few words, casually using small means." ”

"Do you hate Jinguo?" I finally asked curiously, the change of Jingkang, the enmity between the Jin Kingdom and the Great Song Dynasty, what kind of emotions did she have for the Jin Kingdom.

"I won't forgive them, but I don't have the energy to hate either." She said.

"Hu Di is less educated, the princess has suffered a lot over the years, right?"

She sighed, "It's hard to eat, but those princes of their Jin Kingdom don't read less books than our Great Song Dynasty readers, just like we also have illiterate vulgar people, how can we overturn a boatload of people with one rod." ”

The cold wind swept through the cell, and she was a little cold, curled up.

"Can you get me a crossbow, a little one, I think I'll live to get out of this prison one day."

I don't understand what she wants that bow and crossbow for, is it possible, there is still unavenged revenge in her heart, unkilled people?

"This tone is not small, for so many years, this kind of thing has never happened, this is an iron law, the Great Khan locked you here, he is determined to kill you, do you know, the boss said, next month, I will Ling Chi."

"I understand Kutura's hatred, but the person he hates is not me, and Jin Wushu will definitely save me."

"Even so, but we people can't do without here, what's in my interest in taking the trouble to get this thing for you?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, I suddenly reacted: "I didn't mean that." ”

"Now that the body of this palace is full of scars, can it still make people interested?" She said self-deprecatingly.

"You...... Can you tell me your story? I asked.

I'm really curious about such a woman.

The most curious thing is the story between her and the Jurchen King of Lu, Zhen Liduo.

"Okay." She agreed very happily, "But it's also very difficult for me, I have lived in Jinguo for nearly ten years, how do you want me to tell all those things in these few days, which characters are not necessary, which things are not necessary to say, I have to consider, there are many details, it is inevitable that you will feel verbose, pick yourself and think it is important, and I am afraid that you will feel abrupt, it is quite magical to think about it, I will not remember my daily itinerary, but sometimes, even a few clouds in the sky, can be clear." ”

"Aren't you afraid, I'll write down everything you said?" I laughed.

"When I die, there will probably be no one, and if you mention the name Zhao Hanyi again, even if you write it, it will be a wild history, and no one will believe it."

Her tone was casual.

At that time, there was still nearly a month before the day she was Ling, a month, she really couldn't tell me all her experience of more than ten years, but even if it was so tight, I still felt that the time was too long, if I could, I hope she can die early, get out of this sea of bitterness as soon as possible, a day in the cave, a thousand years in the world, this taste, who does Xiao say?

Later, she met with Khutula alone one night, and as she expected, she became the first and only one to leave this place alive, and even me, who could only be discarded in a mass grave with a roll of straw mats, and with his blood-stained hands in the eighteenth level of hell.

I put these words on a paper of record, and it was just a consolation for me, a person who was about to become a dead wood, for the rest of my days.

I will never forget the scene when she left here, the day she was dressed in red, as if dyed with blood, and that royal demeanor in her gestures is that of a princess of a barbarian tribe, and will never have.

She told me that when she married Liduo, she didn't wear such red clothes, and in this life, she didn't even wear a serious phoenix crown and a veil.

I knelt on the ground and said goodbye to her, the last time I saw her, and as soon as she was gone, I was given a new assignment, and many more people went in the same cell where she had been.

I often wonder if my wife and children hadn't died in the war, what kind of life would I have lived now? I'd rather be a peaceful dog, not a troubled world, in the next life, but I must be born in a peaceful and prosperous world, don't be alone anymore, and live this lonely life.

Until now, when I occasionally close my eyes, her voice still rings in my ears, as if there is only an iron fence between us, and she is sitting opposite me.

She said, "Have you ever seen snow?" I'm talking about the snow in Lin'an, which was the winter of the 11th year of Shaoxing......"