An Jinxiu, who got into the car first, saw that An Yuanzhi was still holding a sword against the fugitive's throat, so he whispered to An Yuanzhi again: "Listen to me, if there is anything to say, we will talk about it after we save them!" ”

There was no time for An Yuanzhi to think about it, and in the end, Fifth Young Master An still listened to his sister's words, withdrew his sword, turned over and sat in the frame car in front of the car.

The two fugitives staggered into the car and sat in the small carriage with An Jinxiu.

"Let's go," An Jinxiu urged An Yuanzhi to say, "Don't let people catch up with us." ”

An Yuanzhi didn't dare to be careless at this time, if it was found that their sister and brother had saved the fugitive, then they would be punished for the same crime. An Yuanzhi whipped his horse and drove the carriage to run quickly.

Shoulders are branded with tiger heads, this is the standard of the highest-level dead soldier of the Wang family, An Jinxiu clenched her hands, her palms were full of sweat, and the two people in front of her were two of the nine dead soldiers she was looking for. She said, how could these Wang Yuan's dead soldiers sit in the prison and wait to die, and An Jinxiu can come up with an answer to today's matter without asking too much.

The dead knew that their master's family could not live, and that they could not be bought by others, or they were unwilling to be called as ordinary slaves for the rest of their lives, so they set fire to the prison, and most likely killed people and escaped from the prison. An Jinxiu doesn't remember that in her previous life, the Dongcheng Prison of Dali Temple was overfired, but none of these nine people survived, which means that if it weren't for her and An Yuanzhi, these two dead men would not have been able to escape today.

"Thank you," a dead man thanked An Jinxiu dryly, listening to the footsteps behind him getting farther and farther away from him.

"I know this mark," An Jinxiu pointed to the mark on the man's shoulder.

In an instant, the eyes of the two dead men burst out with murderous intent, and no one who knew their identities could stay.

An Jinxiu sighed at this time and said, "I know you Lord Wang, when he left Beijing, I also bought the fertile land of the palace in the western suburbs from him, and it was almost a free gift to say that I bought it. ”

The two dead men looked at each other, they had never cared about the operation and sale of the owner's real estate.

"I went to Dali Temple in the dark today, just to buy some people in the palace," An Jinxiu continued, "My father-in-law is not a rich and noble person, but I want to save one, but I didn't expect you to do such a thing to kill your head." ”

"You want to buy a slave of sin?" The dead man did not believe the word.

"I was born in the An family," An Jinxiu said, "in the city of Kyoto, my mother's family is also considered a rich family. ”

The eyes of the two dead soldiers jumped, and one of them asked, "Is it Master An who wants to buy us?" ”

An Jinxiu shook her head and said word by word to the two dead soldiers, "It's our sister and brother who want to save you, and it has nothing to do with the Taishi." ”

An Yuanzhi's sense of hearing is much stronger than ordinary people because of his martial arts, and An Yuanzhi listened to everything An Jinxiu said in the car. An Jinxiu's words are half-true and half-false, but there is only one purpose, that is, to buy people's hearts. After getting involved with Wang Yuan, let the two dead soldiers let down their guard against their sister and brother, and then tell the fact that they wanted to save them, so that the two dead soldiers would be grateful to them. An Yuanzhi has always felt that people's hearts are difficult things to grasp, but watching his sister do it tonight seems to be very simple.

"Sister," An Yuanzhi asked An Jinxiu after the car behind him was silent again, "Shall we go back directly?" ”

An Jinxiu snorted and said, "It's too late to get out of the city now, wait until tomorrow morning to send them to Zhuangzi outside the city." ”

An Yuanzhi said: "I'm just afraid that the city gate will be closed tomorrow, right?" ”

"It's just that there are fugitives from Dali Temple," An Jinxiu said in a firm voice, "Sealing the city gate is something that will disturb the hearts of the people, and the saint will not do such a thing, we will send them out of the city tomorrow." ”

"Ma'am," said the dead man in the carriage.

An Jinxiu waved his hand at the two dead soldiers, "I have wound medicine at home, but I see that the injuries on your body depend on the doctor." The doctor in the city must not be invited, but it is safer to go out of the city and ask a doctor in the countryside. ”

An Yuanzhi heard that An Jinxiu had arranged things to this, and was a little surprised at first, surprised that his sister, who was married and taught children at home, was actually a calculating, and then An Yuanzhi felt happy again, there is nothing wrong with having a smart sister who can plan. "Sister," An Yuanzhi was driving the carriage at this time, and he had already run two streets away from the Dali Temple Dongcheng Prison, and An Yuanzhi, who was a little settled in his heart, wanted to say a few words to An Jinxiu, so that An Jinxiu could also feel at ease, but he didn't expect his car to arrive at the intersection, and an army ran out from the right side of the intersection.

"Who?" The voice from outside the car, half male and half female, An Jinxiu immediately heard that the person who spoke was a eunuch from the palace.

The two dead men made a desperate stance in the carriage.

An Jinxiu hurriedly put her index finger to her lips and made a silent gesture at the two dead soldiers.

Outside the car, An Yuanzhi knelt on the ground, reported his name, and faced him, and the person sitting on the horse was Emperor Sejong Bai Xuyao.

Sejong glanced at the young man kneeling in front of his horse and said, "Your name is An Yuanzhi?" Who are you in the Anshu world? ”

An Yuanzhi hurriedly said: "He is my father." ”

At this time, Ji Li whispered in front of Sejong's horse, "Holy Lord, this should be the son born by Taishishu, and he is the same mother as Miss An Er." ”

After hearing the auspicious words, Sejong said to Ahn Wonzhi, "You raise your head. ”

An Yuanzhi was scared at this time, but he could only force himself to calm down, raised his head, and faced Sejong, but his eyes did not make contact with Sejong.

Worthy of being the sister and brother of his compatriots, Sejong thought in his heart after seeing An Yuanzhi's appearance, "It's so late, why are you rushing in a hurry?" Sejong asked Ahn Won-ji.

Several excuses flashed in An Yuanzhi's mind one by one, what kind of excuse did he have to come up with in order to let himself and An Jinxiu in the car escape this catastrophe?

An Jinxiu said in the car at this time, "Yuanzhi, who did you meet?" ”

Plain tone, but the voice was soft, Sejong's hand holding the reins trembled slightly, the person in the car was An Jinxiu? This was a surprise for Sejong.

As An Jinxiu spoke, she poked her head out of the carriage with a flick of the curtain.

Sejong looked at An Jinxiu, and saw the panic on the face of this plain little woman, who must have been frightened by so many soldiers and horses outside the car. Looking at An Jinxiu's appearance, the person who gave birth to a son seems to be different from when he was a girl, and has more charm after tasting the taste of Fengyue, such a woman, Sejong smiled and said, "It turned out to be your sister and brother." ”

An Jinxiu already knew that they had met the holy driver when she heard the sound in the car, and when she heard Sejong talking to her, she was busy getting out of the car.

"Forget it," Sejong wanted to call An Jinxiu Shangguan An's family, but this title made Sejong unhappy, and it was even more unreasonable to call him Jinxiu, so he simply didn't shout anything, just said to An Jinxiu, "It's good that you talk back in the car." ”

After An Jinxiu said yes, she shrank back into the carriage and thanked Sejong.

Sejong watched An Jinxiu's face disappear behind the curtain of the car, and sighed with some regret, but Emperor Sejong was still happy to do this little woman's affairs. "Calm down," Sejong then asked Ahn Won-zhi to get up and speak.

Ahn Won-ji got up and stood in front of Sejong's horse with his head bowed.

"It's so late, where did you brother and sister go?" Sejong looked like he was asking An Yuanzhi, but he actually hoped that An Jinxiu would answer, "And the carriage is still driving so fast, is there a hurry?" ”

An Jinxiu didn't let Shizong be disappointed and replied in the car, and said in a voice with fear, "If you go back to the saint, our sister and brother originally wanted to go to the Dongcheng cell of Dali Temple, but there was a fire there, and our sister and brother were in a hurry to rush home." ”

"What are you doing in Dali Temple?" Sejong immediately asked.

An Jinxiu was silent in the car.

Sejong said, "What? Is there anything else you can't tell me? ”

"The courtiers want to buy some slaves," An Jinxiu's tone was full of embarrassment.

"You buy slaves?" Sejong couldn't believe it, he rewarded An Jinxiu with a lot of things, and this little woman's family still didn't have enough money to spend?

"Yes,......" An Jinxiu's voice dragged on a little long, as if hesitating to say yes.

Ji Ji whispered to Shizong, "Holy Lord, who would dare to use the things given by the emperor?" ”

Only then did Sejong react, what he rewarded, his people didn't have to be worshiped like tribute, who would dare to really use it? In this way, if you want to help this little woman, you have to rely on the hands of others? Thinking of this, Sejong said to An Jinxiu, "There are not enough people in the family, you can go to your father, and he can still ignore you?" ”

What Sejong said was not only An Jinxiu and An Yuanzhi, but everyone present was stunned, the king of a country is going to take care of the family affairs of a military attaché's wife from the fifth grade? What is this? Considerate subordinates?

An Jinxiu didn't know how to reply to Sejong's words, did she want her to pull a curtain with the king of a country?

A fast horse ran from the direction of the Dali Temple Dongcheng Prison, and the Ouchi guards on horseback turned over and dismounted when they approached Sejong, and whispered a few words to Jili who walked quickly to him.

Ji Li ran to Sejong's horse and whispered, "Holy Lord, thirty-six people died in the prison, seven of the nine dead soldiers of the Wang clan died, and two are missing. ”

"Go to Dali Temple," Sejong said.

Ji Li said, "Holy Lord, they came from the cell, so do you want to take a look at this car?" ”

"You go and take a look," Sejong said.

After Geely received the order, he walked to the carriage where An Jinxiu was sitting.

An Yuanzhi sweated his clothes at this moment, and there was only one thought left in his heart, they were finished.

An Jinxiu also saw Geely walking towards her through the gap in the curtain in the car, An Jinxiu's breath stagnated, this car was just an ordinary carriage, there was no mezzanine to hide people, and the place was small, she had no place to hide these two dead soldiers.

The two dead men also saw Geely walking here, and their hearts were like ashes, but they felt guilty that they had affected their benefactors.

An Jinxiu gritted her teeth, suddenly opened the curtain, got out of the carriage, stood down generously, looked up at Sejong, and then knelt on the ground.

An Yuanzhi saw An Jinxiu kneel, although he didn't understand An Jinxiu's intentions, but he also knelt down.

Sejong hurriedly said, "What are you doing here?" ”

An Jinxiu said, "The courtiers heard in the car that the saint was going to drive, and An Neng was still sitting in the car and did not kneel to send the saint?" ”

Just now he went to Dali Temple to say it loudly, Sejong laughed, seeing that An Jinxiu was respectful to himself, he looked at himself with a smile on his face, this little woman did not use powder Dai and still had the color of hibiscus on her face, and Sejong's mood suddenly improved.

Geely was embarrassed, An Jinxiu knelt in a very coincidental place, kneeling in front of the car where he was going to stay, to take a look at the carriage, Geely had to let An Jinxiu kneel in another place, or go around behind An Jinxiu. Others don't know, but Geely knows what the master he serves thinks about this little woman, and Geely doesn't dare to do these two things.

"Come back," Sejong ordered Jili to say at this time, and then said to An Jinxiu, "You brothers and sisters are all even, go back early, there is something in the city tonight, you don't go out." ”

"The courtiers obey the order," An Jinxiu kowtowed to Shizong again.

"Let's get in the car," Sejong still didn't leave, and said to Ahn Jinxiu.

An Jinxiu got up, and heard Sejong say to An Yuanzhi again, "You help your sister get into the car." ”

An Yuanzhi got up from the ground, ran to the front of the car, and stretched out his hand to help An Jinxiu.

An Jinxiu smiled at An Yuanzhi with relief and patted the back of An Yuanzhi's hand.

Sejong watched An Jinxiu sit in the carriage before he drove past the carriage. The courtier, thinking about An Jinxiu's self-proclaim, Sejong thought that if this little woman called herself a concubine, this would be what he wanted.

An Yuanzhi waited until Sejong's team was far away, then he jumped into the driver's seat, whipped his horse hard, and ran in the direction of Shangguan's house.

An Jinxiu didn't let out a breath until the carriage ran up, and when the person relaxed, An Jinxiu found that the sweat on his body soaked his inner and outer shirts.

The two dead soldiers were also frightened, and only then did An Jinxiu get out of the car, and the two of them An An Jinxiu ordered to open the secret door on the floor of the carriage and get down to the car. The carriage stopped in the backlight, and the white prison clothes on their bodies were also stained with blood, so they couldn't see the background, so no one could find out.

"It's okay," An Jinxiu's heart was still pounding, and she was already comforting the two dead men who had no blood on their faces, "Just now we are in danger, and if we don't die, we will have a blessing." ”

Not only the two dead soldiers, but also An Yuanzhi, who was driving the car outside, admired An Jinxiu, and the three of them together seemed to be not as bold as this little woman.

"After I get home in a while, I'll go in through the gate, and Yuanzhi you will take them to drive the horse into the house through the back door," An Jinxiu said as she leaned out of the car window and looked behind the car.

"Okay," An Yuanzhi agreed.

There were no pedestrians on the street behind the car, and the houses on both sides of the street were shrouded in darkness, making it difficult to see clearly. An Jinxiu didn't see a single figure, but she still didn't dare to be careless, Sejong could let the eunuchs around her check her carriage, and it would be possible for people to follow her.

An Yuanzhi was also paying attention to the movement behind the car, and he was also afraid that they would be followed by Emperor Sejong's people, in case a team of people rushed out to check the car at this time, he and An Jinxiu would really give their lives today.

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