The Tatars did not have the three obedience and four virtues of the Han people, and the women married two and three married, and there were sons who inherited the tradition of their father's women, and the victors would take the women of the defeated side as their own.

In Jiahai's opinion, one day, he defeated Zhanhuai, and Zhanhuai's wife and daughter were his slaves, and he wanted to give them to Xie Sicheng, but it was just a sentence.

Therefore, without waiting for Xie Sicheng to answer, Jiahai laughed and said to Xie Sicheng: "Zhanhuai's wife is very beautiful, although she is not as strong as our Tartar women, but her face is like goat's milk, white and tender, since you like it, my brother will not fight with you, and I will give her to you at that time." ”

At the beginning in Xi'an, Jiahai asked Ah Sang to be a messenger, but he had also seen Huo Roufeng in secret.

A petite Han woman, her butt is not big enough, she has nothing but white skin, and she will not even give birth to a son.

But as soon as Jia Hai's voice fell, as soon as he raised his head, his eyes met Xie Sicheng's cold gaze.

Jiahai was stunned, he didn't see Xie Sicheng's kind of gaze, but it wasn't for him, he still remembered that when Xie Sicheng first came to Tartary, all his subordinates were not convinced, Xie Sicheng did not hesitate to do it, at that time, Xie Sicheng was this kind of gaze.

Cold and cruel, Jia Hai suddenly remembered the wolf, he was called the steppe wolf, but at this moment, he felt that Xie Sicheng was like a wolf.

A lone wolf who is alone and ruthless.

"Xie An, what's wrong with you?" Jiahai was puzzled.

Xie Sicheng's face was like frost, and he said word by word: "Listen, don't mention her in front of me again, a person like her would rather die than be your slave, even if she is defeated, she will fight to the last drop of blood." ”

After speaking, Xie Sicheng brushed his sleeves and left, Jiahai was stunned, and after a while, he figured out that the wife she was referring to in Xie Sicheng's mouth.

However, Jiahai still didn't understand, he didn't understand why Xie Sicheng was angry for no reason, and he didn't understand why Zhanhuai's wife couldn't be a slave for him.

Just as when he saw those exquisite treasures in Xi'an, he couldn't understand why the Han people would spend years or even more than ten years carving a fragile jade artifact, nor could he understand why a landscape painting in Zhen Yaxuan that was not beautiful was sold for thousands of taels of silver.

In the world of the Han people, there are many things he doesn't understand, but it doesn't matter, this does not prevent him from stepping on the Central Plains, because those craftsmen who carve jade, and those who appreciate calligraphy and painting, all of them can't resist his Tartar iron horse.

Those are useless, after the Tatars hit the Central Plains, they will rob all the craftsmen and scholars of the Han people, along with their jade and their calligraphy and paintings.

Xuanfu City, which had just experienced the war, was full of deathly silence.

The moonlight was like water, shining coldly on the city tower, and there was a human head hanging high above the city tower, which was the head of Wu Tang, with angry eyes and eyes, and he couldn't look at it.

Xie Sicheng stood alone under the city tower, looking up at the hanging head, he had seen Wu Tang, his impression of Wu Tang was not bad, he thought that Wu Tang could resist for a few more days, but he didn't expect Wu Tang to die so quickly.

As soon as Wu Tang died, the Xuanfu army was leaderless, and the army was defeated like a mountain.

Xie Sicheng sighed, the last time he put Nei Ying by Wu Tang's side, was killed by Zhanhuai's people, Huo Jiu should have known from then that time that he had cooperated with Jiahai.

What would Huo Jiu think of him?

Xie Sicheng smiled bitterly, today's moon is so good, it illuminates the surroundings like sprinkling mercury, just like the moon in Ningbo that year, it is also so good.

Huo Jiu was still a child that year, wearing a tiger head hat, white and chubby baby face, he did not shy away from taking off his shoes and socks to soak his feet, he casually glanced at it, his feet were small and chubby, and at first glance they were children's feet.

Later, every time he met Huo Jiu, Huo Jiu was very excited, and when Huo Jiu looked at him, his eyes were full of admiration. In fact, he has never been able to understand what he can make Huo Jiu worship, at that time, he could only use Huo Jiu, he even used to be jealous of Huo Jiu for the sake of Sijin, jealous that Huo Jiu had everything, and Sijin had nothing.

Since when did Huo Jiu's gaze change when he looked at him, indifferent as if he was looking at a stranger.

When Huo Jiu saw him, he still called him Brother Xie, but he was no longer excited.

That's because at that time, Huo Jiu already knew his life experience, and he also knew that he was Xie Chan's son.

Xie Honglin would tell Huo Jiu everything, including those in the past that he knew or didn't know.

In the future, if she sees Huo Jiu again in the future, what kind of eyes will she use to look at him?

Xie Sicheng suddenly laughed, his eyes blurred with laughter, and tears burst into laughter.

Huo Jiu's love and hate are clear, and there is no dust under her eyes, she is different from him, and she is not the same as Sijing.

She was born noble, the women of the Xie family already have the most noble blood in the world, and she was raised by the Huo family like a jewel, grew up in the rich bushes, did not know the hunger and hardship of the world, and when she reached the age of flowers, she married Zhanhuai who could match her regardless of her background or character analysis.

And Sijin's luck is always a little bit worse.

Thinking of Huo Sijin, Xie Sicheng frowned. He sent a lot of people to inquire, and only found out that Mr. Lan sent someone to take Sijin to Yangzhou, but Sijin was robbed in Yangzhou!

Xie Sicheng was almost certain that it was Zhanchen's people who snatched Huo Sijin.

Because at that time, Zhanchen was in Jiangnan.

Those who can do it without leakage, and can take Huo Sijin away from the Taiping Society as soon as he makes a move, are by no means ordinary people.

Someone needs to investigate, someone to step on, someone to do it, someone to cover, and to arrange a retreat in advance, so that people can be taken away from Yangzhou without knowing it.

Such a big battle can only be done in one go by someone like Zhanjia.

The Zhan family arrested Si Jin, of course, it won't be because of her identity as the princess of Naqing, the Zhan family wants to use Si Jin to help him.

Xie Sicheng gritted his teeth, was this the Zhan family's idea or Huo Jiu's idea?

Whoever it is, for him, it's a killer feature.

Xie Sicheng raised his head again and looked at the hideous head on the city tower.

Today, he hung Wu Tang's head on the city tower to intimidate the people and the Han army; What would he do if the Zhan family pressed Sijin up the city tower and forced him to retreat?

Xie Sicheng felt like he had been punched in the chest, he didn't know what would happen to him, but he knew what Jiahai would do.

Kahai would immediately pick up his longbow and shoot an arrow through Sijin's throat.

Gahai will not let a woman affect the overall situation, that is a shame for the Tartars, and he will let Sijin die immediately.

Xie Sicheng swallowed his saliva with difficulty, no, he must not, he must not watch Si Jin die, he and Si Jin have one life, as long as he lives, Si Jin must live, even if he fights for his life, he must let Si Jin live.

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