Chapter Seventy-Five: The Doubts of the National Teacher
Drilling wood to make fire is what she has been doing since she was a child, and the bamboo leaves in the backyard fell to the ground, which is the easiest thing to catch fire, the man watched her actions inexplicably, and when the flames lit up, the other party was startled: "Tears, what are you doing?"
Tear pointed to the meat she had placed on the side and said, "What kind of meat is this?"
The man looked at her for a long time: "Beef!"
The latter breathed a sigh of relief, but don't tell her that it was human flesh, otherwise she would only be starved to death. The man sat down next to her and said, "Do you remember who Lone is?"
Tear Yi was shocked, pretended to be calm and smiled at him, and said, "I forgot a lot of things, but I remember you, you are my husband, right?"
The man showed a smile that was not worth his life, hugged her into his arms, and said, "Lone knows that no matter how long it has passed, you will definitely remember Lone, remember the promise with Lone." Will definitely return to Lonely. β
The latter nestled in his arms and smiled bitterly, she remembered a ghost, but she had no relatives in this strange ghost place, and survival became a problem, and only this man could be relied on.
"Monarch, the national teacher is here!" the palace man walked over slowly, saluted, and said softly.
"Let him in!"
"No!"
Then a personable young man came in, and after saluting the monarch, he was dumbfounded when he saw the tears and the flames.
"The national teacher is here, but is there something?"
The latter came back to his senses and said, "The king, the minister is here for the winter." β
"Tonight is no different from the previous night, just do it, and you don't need to make a special trip to the palace to ask for instructions. β
"Monarch, the night is not as good as the night, and even more so tonight, I have heard that the food that the people hunt is not enough to survive the middle of the winter. Therefore, the minister asked the king if he could increase the number of sacrifices. β
Tear Yi was shocked, she knew what was going on with the sacrifice, and according to legend, there was this custom in their hometown a long time ago. It is to throw the old people and children who cannot contribute to the mountains, and let the hungry beasts eat them. Humans, on the other hand, hunt for the game they need from the mountains.
"No, no!" Tears didn't wait for the man to speak, and stood up sharply, startling the two of them, and looking at her in surprise. Tear sneered and said, "I mean we can think of other ways, and we don't have to sacrifice!"
"I wonder if the mother has a good countermeasure?"
Tear Yi looked at the young man, then looked at the man next to him, and said: "Is there any surplus food in the National Teacher's Mansion? β
The young man looked at her for a long time, then turned to the monarch and said, "Can the monarch take a step to speak?"
The man looked at the tears beside him, smiled softly, and got up to leave. The boy hurried to follow, and kept looking back at her. The tears were inexplicable, and she didn't think she had said the wrong thing.
casually beckoned a palace person on the side, and the palace person stepped forward and saluted: "What do you have to say?"
Tear patted the vacant seat next to her and motioned for her to sit down, but the other party was obviously frightened and watched her not move for a long time. Flexibly looked at each other's appearance, touched his face, oh my God, it won't grow fangs on its own!
"Do I look scared?"
The palace man came back to his senses and shook his head violently: "No, it's not. β
"Come on!" As soon as she looked at the posture of the palace people, she knew that this was a highly hierarchical country, so she was not reluctant. "What's your name?"
The palace people were surprised again, and only whispered: "The slave has no name." β
Tear Yi barbecued his hand paused, looked at the other party, and said, "I'll call you Lan'er in the future, okay?"
The palace people were so frightened that they knelt down and said, "Niangniang, this matter must not be done, this is the name of Mrs. Lan Ji, let people know, the slave will not live!"
"Who is Mrs. Lan Ji?" She suddenly had a bad premonition, could it be that someone was robbing her of a man? Sure enough, the palace people raised their heads in surprise and looked at her, and then lowered their heads, only to say that she had slept too long and had forgotten, so she said softly: "Lady Lan Ji is the second lady who lives in the Yilan Palace. β
"How many wives does the monarch have?"
"Hui Niangniang, in addition to you, there are eight ladies!"
Tears were stunned for a moment, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, she was so moved that she almost made up her mind to spend her life with him, but now it seems that this is completely a liar, and what she said has been waiting for her for thousands of years, this is all lies.
"Niangniang, what's wrong with you, don't scare the slave!" The palace man looked at her and was frightened, this is the treasure of the monarch in front of her, if something goes wrong, she will die.
Tear Yi came back to her senses, and suddenly felt that the stick in her hand was so hot, she reflexively threw it out, and the meat fell into the fire, and it was all burnt, and she looked at the meat in the fire and shouted in a hurry: "Ah, my meat, my meat!"
When the palace people saw that she cared so much about the black meat, they reached into the fire with one hand and took out the meat and held it in front of her: "Niangniang, your meat!"
The stunned tears came back to his senses and said, "Hurry up and put it down, aren't you hot?"
Gong Ren smirked, quickly put the meat on the stone table next to her, and then looked back at the fire, she couldn't understand why that thing made her hurt, and how this beef could also make her hurt. When they eat it, they never feel this way.
"How's the hand?" Tear took her hand.
The palace people panicked, hurriedly hid their hands behind them, and said, "Niangniang, the slave is fine." β
"How can it be okay, such a big fire, if you don't deal with it in time, you will fall to the root of the disease. Tears snatched her hand and were taken aback, and the whole palm was blistered.
"And said it's okay, if you don't deal with it properly, your hands will rot!" After speaking, he pulled her to the lake, and there was a kind of grass growing on the lake, which was the best medicine for burns, she picked some and washed it, put it in her mouth and chewed it out, and then carefully put it on the palm of the palace man.
Thinking back to my mother's side, I remember that I was seven years old, my mother cooked soybeans at home, it was the kind that had just been picked from the branches, tender, and I ate it like that after cooking, it was delicious, and after cooking, my mother fished it out and put it aside, and then I put the boiling water of the beans and wanted to pour it outside, she was young at that time, and there was nothing delicious to eat at home all year round, so I was very excited, and I didn't pay attention to the basin in my mother's hand, and hit it directly, and the water just flowed down her neck, until the place under the neck against the left arm scalded up a palm-sized bubbleγ The mother was frightened, and quickly found this grass for her to put on, and the people in their place called this grass jasmine, and it didn't take long for her to remember that it was scarred, and then she helped the family to dry the rice, and when she took the broom and palladium, she accidentally tore off the whole scar directly, and screamed in pain, and then her mother used this medicine to apply it several times, and when she grew up, she didn't even leave a scar. For a while, she thought it was just a dream.
I've come to this place, how is my mother?