Chapter 47: Silence on Right and Wrong
In a daze, Feng Xiaoxiao felt that someone was taking off his clothes, and subconsciously wanted to resist, but his body did not react at all.
A pair of smooth little hands caressed his shoulders, accompanied by a faint sweet fragrance.
It's Xiao Rong'er!
Feng Xiaoxiao's heart relaxed, let down his guard, felt her gentleness carefully, and gradually lost consciousness.
Most of the time, I am half-awake, conscious, feeling, but difficult to think.
Sometimes I smell the strong medicinal fragrance, sometimes I feel bumpy, sometimes I hear Xiao Rong'er whispering in her ear, but my mind is muddy, and I don't know what she is talking about.
I don't know the time, maybe a few hours, maybe a few days, maybe longer.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a bright moon.
The cold moonlight seems to have a mysterious force, pouring into the eyes, driving the brain to wake up and function.
Feng Xiaoxiao recalled for a while, only remembering that he was unconscious in the wilderness, feeling around, and hearing a slight noise around him, as if there were many people gathered around.
The eagle's eyes were sharp, and when he found that he opened his eyes, he immediately "cooed" twice.
"Brother Xiao, you're awake!" , Huang Rong suddenly poked over her little head, her pretty face was full of joy, and her eyes were too.
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and propped up his upper body, felt his body, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, except for some soreness and weakness, it is no longer a big problem." β
Huang Rong patted her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and then pouted playfully and said with a smile: "I met Brother Guo's Mongolian friends, they are Mongolian envoys. Just as I was about to go to Lin'an, I thought about getting in. β
Feng Xiaoxiao's brows jumped imperceptibly, and he said to himself: "Guo Jing's Mongolian friend? β
Huang Rong told how she met them yesterday. Then he snickered: "As soon as they found out that I was Brother Guo's friend, they hurriedly apologized, and they were very enthusiastic, but they didn't recognize you, otherwise they would definitely want to swallow you alive, hehe." β
Feng Xiaoxiao pinched her little nose and said, "Naughty." βγ After a pause, he said, "Let's go quickly." β
Although he still can't figure out how he managed to kill Temujin. But naturally there will be no guilt in my heart.
If he wasn't so sure that Huang Rong wouldn't agree, he wouldn't mind killing these Mongol envoys, but he didn't want to mess with them.
Huang Rong said with a bitter face: "Xiaohong is injured, not ten days and a half months." It's definitely not going to be better. β
Feng Xiaoxiao let out an "oh". Turning his head to look around, he saw a flatbed carriage not far away, surrounded by several Song sergeants, and the red horse was lying on it, snorting and panting.
The carriage looked very familiar, and Feng Xiaoxiao looked down at it, it was exactly the same as the one he was riding.
The only difference. Under him was a fur fur pad, and under a red horse was a cotton robe. This made him think a little better, after all, the best fur is worth a lot.
Huang Rong whispered: "Although Brother Guo's friend is an envoy, he doesn't seem to be very popular, and he doesn't even refuse to give Xiaohong's big car, or the fourth prince gave up his car." β
Feng Xiaoxiao coughed dryly, pointed down, and asked, "Who gave me this car?" β
"It's the interpreter they brought", Huang Rong stretched out her hand sideways and nodded, "This interpreter is still a first-class veterinarian, with superb medical skills, and is very respected on the grassland." He's treating Xiaohong's injuries. β
Feng Xiaoxiao said in his heart: "I know that in the eyes of this group of Mongolians, I am not as good as that horse at all, what is the fur, the grassland is everywhere, for them, the cotton robe is the treasure, so I gave it to Xiaohong." β
Huang Rong didn't know these customs, and continued to say excitedly: "That Tuolei prince is Brother Guo's answer, oh, it's a sworn brother, it's a good person, I'd rather ride a horse by myself, and make room for Xiaohong." β
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled: "How did Xiaohong get hurt?" I'm going to help it breathe. β
Huang Rong raised her chin and pouted: "Oh, it's that big man with a black face, what is his name Jebe, holding a big bow all day long, as if he doesn't know that he can shoot arrows." β
Feng Xiaoxiao fixed his eyes and said with a smile: "'Jebe' is the Mongolian honorific title for the marksman, and if you can call it 'Jebe' on the grassland where everyone is good at riding and shooting, your archery skills will definitely be incomparable." β
Huang Rong pouted and said, "Yes, how did I forget, you used to travel all over the world, and you know a lot of things." β
Feng Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "I've been lying down for so long, all of them are motionless, as soon as I wake up, I naturally talk a lot, you say, you say, I like to listen to you." β
Huang Rong smiled happily and said: "Forget it, don't trouble the black-faced big man, he is Brother Guo's archery master, don't look at the monk's face, but also look at the Buddha's face." β
Feng Xiaoxiao said: "Listen to you, you can do whatever you say." β
When Huang Rong heard this, she was really happy, her eyes were bright and bright, and she said with a smile: "Brother Guo's friends are all good people, and they are also envoys, how can the treatment be so much worse than that of Wan Yankang's villain?" As he spoke, he gestured with both hands, trying to compare and describe how big the gap between the two is.
Feng Xiaoxiao looked at her crisp breasts that were erected because of the wide spread of her arms, swallowed her saliva, and didn't answer for a long time.
Huang Rong's face turned red, she stretched out her hand and pushed him, and said coquettishly: "You go and think of a way to make their treatment better." β
At that time, the Song Dynasty and Mongolia had no contradictions, let alone hatred, and they were both brutally bullied by the Jin State.
The folk aspirants in the Song Dynasty have some common hatred for the enemy, and the call for Lianmeng to resist Jin has not disappeared.
Huang Rong was deeply influenced by Huang Yaoshi, so that instead of having a bad feeling for the Mongols, she had a very good impression because of Guo Jing.
Feng Xiaoxiao is a person from the past, and he has a deep understanding of the brutality of Mongolia in the last few lifetimes, but he doesn't want to help them anything, so he politely refuses at the moment: "The envoy to Beijing is a matter of national policy, so let's not interfere." β
Huang Rong heard his refusal, "oh", and changed the subject: "It's getting dark, I'm going to set up a tent, Brother Xiao, you are just right, just lie down for a while, don't move!" β
Feng Xiaoxiao was slightly stunned when he heard this. He turned his eyes and looked around, and said secretly: "This group of Mongolian envoys is really very unpopular, and a large number of soldiers here are idle. Laughing and making trouble, but he didn't even want to help set up a tent. β
Hurriedly got up and stopped Huang Rong, how could she let her own woman do this kind of rough work.
He was halfway through the ride when he heard the neighing of the red horse, which was full of anger, and he hurriedly turned his head to look.
Several Great Song generals were hugging a civil official and whispering something. From time to time, pat the red horse's buttocks or pinch its muscles.
Of course, the red horse was very angry, but it was being pulled on all sides by a dozen soldiers with nooses. I can't break free at all.
Huang Rong was cooking on a fire, and when she saw this, she was furious, jumped away, and stretched out her hand. "What are you doing?" Don't you hear it crying out in pain? Let it go, don't you see it's hurt? β
The civil official turned his head, glanced at her, hurriedly turned around, and said, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense, this is a tribute from the Mongolian envoy to His Majesty, and this official is inspecting." There was a pause. Laughing: "Where can the brute cry out in pain?" β
Huang Rong smiled suddenly, bright and moving.
The civil officials and the generals were all dumbfounded.
Huang Rong raised her hand. He slapped the civil official in the face like a spinning top.
The civil official immediately spun around on the spot for two and a half weeks, staggered and fell to the ground, covering his face and screaming in pain.
Huang Rong's innocent eyes widened, and she grinned, "Huh? How can a brute cry out in pain? β
The civil official shouted vaguely: "What are you still doing in a daze, catch this little girl's skin, I ...... The official wants to ...... Oh, I'm going to have to concoct her well...... My teeth ......"
Feng Xiaoxiao came to Huang Rong's side quietly at this time, lifted the Xuantie Sword, and dialed it left and right.
The military attachΓ©s seemed to have hit an iron wall while running at a high speed, and they didn't even have time to scream, and they fainted.
The dozen or so soldiers pulling the horses were so frightened that they let go and retreated, shouting in panic endlessly, vaguely shouting "Commander Yang", "Commander Wang" or something.
There was a commotion among the soldiers who were resting nearby, and groups of three or five poured up.
There were several shouts from the rear, accompanied by a burst of echoes, the horses' hooves suddenly sounded, and more than 30 Mongolian cavalry rushed in shouting.
The Song soldiers along the way crawled and hurriedly dodged away.
The cavalry rushed in like knives cutting tofu, or holding scimitars or open bows, protecting Feng Xiaoxiao, Huang Rong, and the red horses to the middle.
The interpreter shouted outward: "We are the envoys of the Imperial Guard, who have come on behalf of the Great Khan of the Mongols, do you want to provoke a war?" β
Huang Rong smiled and said in a low voice: "Brother Guo's brother is really righteous enough." β
Feng Xiaoxiao's face was extremely gloomy.
Wasn't Temujin dead? Where else is there any Mongol Great Khan?
When I looked around, I saw that more than 1,000 soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty were scattered, but more than 30 Mongolian cavalry were terrifying, and I felt inexplicable.
Bending down and pulling, he dragged out the civil official who had gotten under the carriage, and said, "I say, you do as you say, or you die!" He thrust the sword into the ground.
There was a boom, and the ground immediately cracked into a large hole.
It took a long time for the civil official to stabilize his mind, trembling his lips, and repeating his voice.
More than a thousand soldiers looked at each other in shock, they were already frightened by the cavalry, and now many people secretly retreated.
The Mongol cavalry brandished scimitars and cheered loudly.
Seeing this, Feng Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.
After a long time, he pushed the civil official and drew his sword and swung it.
The blood practice soared, and the heads were flying.
The eagle suddenly chirped rapidly, looking extremely anxious, and flew over with its wings.
Feng Xiaoxiao came back to his senses when he heard the sound, his ears moved slightly, and he suddenly turned his head to look into the distance.
Jebe suddenly jumped off his horse, put his ear to the ground, listened for a while, and then got up and shouted a few words in Mongolian.
Tow Lei raised his scimitar and spoke loudly.
The Mongol cavalry responded with a bang.
Huang Rong was puzzled, grabbed the wind Xiao Xiao and asked, "Brother Xiao, can you understand Mongolian?" β
Feng Xiaoxiao stared, shook his head, looked back again, and said, "There is a large group of cavalry coming with two breads, it must be ill-intentioned." (To be continued......)
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In addition, this part does not involve the imperial court and politics, and the piggyback description is to promote the plot.