The cold wind of the night blew, and the two groups of people and horses on the wasteland were deadlocked, and the atmosphere was solemn. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Huang Xiaoye had a headache, but he still gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and looked at the woman apologetically.

"She is a nobleman who is dedicated to Da Shan Yu, and she is very valuable!"

Seeing the guilt in Huang Xiaoxie's eyes, the already weak Hun Wu Chang immediately said loudly, increasing the chips.

Aristocrat? looked at the woman, dressed in a dark blue silk coat with various patterns tattooed on it, which was not owned by ordinary people. Although her eyebrows and eyes are sad, and her long hair is scattered, her appearance is clear and beautiful, and her complexion is not bad, she is obviously not tortured much, and she is properly cared for, coupled with the oncoming bookish atmosphere, even if she is in prison dignified and elegant, she must be from a scholarly and noble family.

Aristocrats, in this era of limited classes by Confucianism, the common people undoubtedly have a deep awe of the aristocracy, and if they can climb the high branches of the nobility, wealth is no longer a matter of words, and wealth is moving, Huang Xiaoxie is not very optimistic, so he said to the woman: "Dare to ask Miss Fang's name?" ”

The woman's beautiful eyes rose lightly, her voice was like a trickle, and she said: "The concubine's surname is Cai, her name is Yan, her name is Zhaoji, and she is from Chen Liuguo." ”

Mom, I also met a historical celebrity, Huang Xiaoxie only felt a little heart beating, a little excited, a little painful, and then said cautiously: "Dare to ask Cai Yong, Cai everyone is ......"

"It's Father Ling!" Cai Yan's eyes were shining, and she was a little surprised that a peasant child actually knew her father.

Cai Yan, the daughter of the great Confucian Cai Yong during the Three Kingdoms period, is a famous talented woman. She had a miserable life, ran around with her father in her early years, and later married Wei Zhongdao, the son of a guard, but Wei Zhongdao was a short-lived person, and after her husband died, she returned home. When the Central Plains was in turmoil, he was taken away by the Huns, and was taken as a concubine by the Xiongnu Zuoxian Wang, and had two sons, and was ransomed by Cao Cao, who unified the north, twelve years later, and married Dong Xi. Cai Yan's famous works that have been passed down to later generations include "Eighteen Beats of Hu Ji" and "Poems of Grief and Indignation", among which "Poems of Grief and Indignation" depicts her ill-fated life.

Huang Xiaoxie recalled her introduction when she played the Three Kingdoms game, and looked at her with some pity.

Coincidentally, this look of pity was captured by Cai Yan, and somehow, this strange woman who is famous in history and has a tough mind, a sour feeling poured into her heart, and she looked at Zhou Chun with hope.

"I'm sorry, Miss Cai, I can't save you."

Behind the look of pity, Huang Xiaoxie's pale words, he turned his head, ignoring the hope in Cai Yan's eyes.

"Why?"

Two questions sounded at the same time, one resentful, the other sour, the resentful was the Wuhuan Wu Chang, and the sour was Cai Yan.

Zhou Qing looked at Huang Xiaoxie, and was also very puzzled, why did this usually clever and kind brother not save the girl? But even if he was puzzled, he wouldn't ask more, he believed in his eldest brother.

However, who knows, Huang Xiaoxie's inner torment: Cai Yan is not unable to be saved, but cannot be saved.

Zhou Qing's trusting gaze undoubtedly made him feel better, as for the Hun commander, Huang Xiaoxie's eyes were cold, and he said: "If you let go of the nobles who were dedicated to you Shan Yu and fled back to the royal court by yourself, what would you do?" Don't tell me you're still alive. ”

Seeing that the Hun commander dodged his gaze, Huang Xiaoxie gritted his teeth even more, and roared: "Tell me, escape back to the royal court, what will you do?" Even...... And implicate the people! So ......"

Huang Xiaoxie closed his eyes, full of helplessness, if there was a glimmer of hope, no one would choose to die.

"Your extinction will not be as simple as exchanging Miss Cai's life and death for your own life, you will definitely find a way to redeem your merits and ask the higher authorities to send more soldiers to round us up. At that time......"

"I will die, Brother Qing will die, many people will die, and Miss Cai, you are still being caught, dedicated to Shan Yu."

After saying this, Huang Xiaoxi's image was drained of all his strength, he knelt on the ground and bowed fiercely to Cai Yan, "I'm sorry, I can't save you." ”

"That's why you didn't save me?"

Cai Yan was surprisingly calm now, and his voice was indifferent, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.

"Because, it's almost the same whether to save me or not, anyway, I either die now, or be sacrificed to the Huns, life is better than death......"

As she spoke, she cried, pointed to the villagers, and looked at Huang Xiaoxie who was kneeling on the ground.

"And you, but you have a chance to escape and ascend to heaven, so if you don't save me, it is your best choice to leave this Huns, yes or no?"

In the last sentence, Cai Yan faced Huang Xiaoxie, tears rained down, and he said it with tears, losing his elegance and solemnity.

"Yes!" Huang Xiaoxie was even lower.

"That'...... It's just your guess......"

Although he knew that what the man said was right and true, Cai Yan still looked at him with a struggle.

"I ...... Don't dare to bet. ”

I've begged you so much, why won't you say save me? Even if it's just a lie, it's good to lie to me! Hearing Huang Xiaoxie's cold words, Cai Yan closed his eyes, mourning more than dying.

"Let's go! Cease! That's it! You and I are not relatives, how can you let you despise the lives of you and your father and fellow villagers for me, a person with a thin life, you don't know what to do, you don't have to feel guilty. ”

"After all, I hurt you!" Huang Xiaoxie stood up and didn't dare to look at Cai Yan again, he was afraid that his heart, which had finally hardened, would suddenly soften and invite disaster.

"Kill!" But he knew that after Zhou Qing on the side knew the reason, he shouted and killed a Hun soldier with a knife.

"Brother Qing, you ......"

"How can my brother be contaminated with this sin." Saying that, he cut down the Hun soldier, and continued: "Miss Cai, recognize my appearance, if you turn into a ghost, come to me quickly, if you go to the underworld, you can go and sue the king of Hades, it is me Zhou Qing who harmed your life, don't involve my brother." ”

Brother Qing, alas!

Looking at Zhou Qing's tall back, Huang Xiaoxie sighed, quite moved.

Since accepting the memory of the original owner, Huang Xiaoxie always has a kind of confidence in Zhou Qing that he can entrust his life to him, and Zhou Qing is the same, obeying Huang Xiaoxie's orders without the slightest defense.

This sincere trust moved Huang Xiaoxie, who was born as an orphan, very much, and made him no less important in his heart than himself.

So, kill!

Holding the stone, Huang Xiaoye had already aimed at the Hun soldier who had rushed to the rescue.

You forced me, the Hun commander held a long knife, his eyes were fierce, and he was ready to kill Cai Yan beside him.

Consciously a good plan was destroyed by someone, it is not easy to survive, obviously he has a great hatred for Huang Xiaoxie, and he will feel guilty for a lifetime! The long knife was raised high and fell fiercely under Huang Xiaoxie's unbearable gaze.

While!

Under the exchange of gold and iron, a short dagger held the long knife steadily.

How so?

With a thud, the blade entered the flesh, and the Hun Wu Chang fell forward with a thud, his back bleeding like a pillar, and behind him was a woman in a simple straight skirt, holding a short dagger in each hand, and the other was stained with blood.