readx;? Chapter 5: The Passing of Water (3)

"Sigh and sigh," the poor horse screamed and bent his front legs and lay down, struggling with the last of his strength to avoid the fate of his master being broken and broken. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Who are you?" Zhao Kuangyin didn't expect that there was still a person hiding in the pile of corpses, he was stunned, and instinctively put the copper stick across his chest.

"Be careful!" Chai Rong, Ning Ziming, and Han Jing were also caught off guard, and rushed forward to protect Zhao Kuangyin in surprise.

In this instant, the old eunuch who suddenly popped out of the pile of dead bodies cleanly pulled out his knife from his horse's neck, ignored the spear and short sword that would be stabbed at any time on his body, and slashed Yeruzagu's throat with a backhand.

"Poof-" Blood splashed, and Yelu Zagu, who was bent on fleeing for his life, finally failed to get his wish, and slowly planted the saddle with his eyes open. The old man with the unwielding knife quickly thrust the knife into a pool of blood, turned his head, and knelt down towards Ning Ziming, who had already chased closer, "Young master, old slave Feng Si'an, old slave Feng Si'an thought that he would never see you again in this life!"

"You-?" Chai Rong stopped abruptly, and the steel whip that Ning Ziming raised above his head could no longer fall. looked at the old eunuch in a daze, his face full of confusion.

"Young master, the old slave is Feng Si'an! Don't you know the old slave?" The old eunuch looked up and looked quickly, and howled loudly, "When you were young, the old slave also changed your diaper!

"You, are you the eunuch next to your father?!" Ning Ziming's body shook, and the steel whip in his hand fell weakly to the ground.

Father, father, he was deliberately lying to me? He really deliberately said that I was not his biological son in order to get me to leave earlier! In an instant, the previous suspicion quickly found an answer, and every word made his heart ache.

"Old slave, old slave is! Your Highness, you finally recognize the old slave! Old slave, old slave ......" The old eunuch Feng Si'an walked a few steps on his knees, and opened his hands to hug Ning Ziming's thighs. "The old slave never dreamed that he would see you again. After tonight, the old slave will die, and death will be blind!"

While crying, he said intermittently, like an old man who was about to die, suddenly saw his long-lost biological son.

Han Jing was on the side, and her eyes were red. The copper-wrapped stick that Zhao Kuangyin held in his hand also poked helplessly on the ground. Only Chai Rong suddenly frowned, and shouted in a slightly stiff Khitan language: "Shut up! Let go of your hand and stay away from him! Who the hell are you, how can you be with this group of Khitans?!"

"The old slave is His Majesty's personal pen!" The old eunuch Feng Si'an's cry stopped abruptly, and he first replied in Chinese, and then took the initiative to change it to Khitan again, "The old slave was forced by them to recognize people." They said, they said, out of the four of you, one must be a relative of His Majesty. That's why I arrested the old slave, so as not to admit my mistake! The old slave, the old slave was forced to be helpless, Your Highness, the old slave didn't know that he would meet you before!"

In the last two sentences, he automatically switched to Chinese. The transition between the two languages has not stopped.

"Release your claws and stand back!" Han Jing also suddenly remembered that Shi Chonggui had personally said that the cronies around him had already been killed by others. He immediately put away his tears and pointed his short sword at the center of the old eunuch's eyebrows.

"Old slave, old slave ......" was so cold that it immediately stimulated the old eunuch's sweat beads. Quickly let go of the hands holding Ning Ziming's legs, and quickly moved his knees to widen the distance, "It's Your Majesty, it's Your Majesty who got drunk after seeing you." That Wanyan then saw that the situation was not right, and reported it to General Yelu. Yelu, General Yelu sent people to chase you, but found that you did not return to Yingzhou, but turned to the south halfway. So knowing that he had been fooled, he immediately personally led his troops to chase him down!"

These words are also very tight. Chai Rong, Zhao Kuangyin, and Han Jing were full of doubts, but it was inconvenient to continue to overstep their bounds, so they turned their eyes to Ning Ziming, waiting for him to make a final decision.

Ning Ziming's mind was agitated, where was there any rationality to speak of? However, he found that several of his good friends were looking at him without blinking, and he immediately realized that this was not the time to be emotional. After thinking about it, he asked in a deep voice, "When did you become my father's personal pen, and how many years have you been with him?!"

"It's been years, old slave, old slave can't remember very well. But, but what His Majesty did write, it was, but it was something that only happened after His Majesty's Northern Hunt. Feng Si'an's heart trembled secretly, but his face still maintained an expression of surprise and joy, and responded quickly. "It is said that it was not the turn of the old slave to be clumsy, but the clever ones were either killed by the Khitans, or they escaped by themselves halfway. The old slave, the old slave was temporarily promoted!"

"Hmm!" Ning Ziming frowned and muttered in a low voice.

The words of the other party, and what his father said to himself at the banquet, can also match the number. So that he could not find any fault in it. However, the old eunuch's skillful and ruthless actions when he killed people made him secretly vigilant. With the idea of being dragged down by a few good friends, he pondered for a while, and continued to ask: "Then do you know who my maternal grandfather's family is? I have several uncles, are they still in the world?"

"His Royal Highness's maternal grandfather was a famous minister of this dynasty, and he served as the assassin of the Later Tang Dynasty and the two states of De. His Royal Highness has two uncles, Yan Ru and Yan Bin, one has no intention of career, and the other is the commander of the left wing of the infantry army under Gao Xingzhou's account, and he has to rely on it. Feng Si'an was relieved and gave an answer without hesitation.

is still tightly tied to what Ning Ziming has mastered, so that the young man can't find any flaws. After thinking about it, he shook his head with a wry smile, "Since you called me a young master and changed my diaper, do you know what year and month I was born?"

"Of course, of course I know!" the old eunuch Feng Si'an knelt up straight, raised his hand and reported loudly, "Your Highness, you were born in February of the fourth year of Changxing, and the old slave was in the courtyard at that time. See for yourself that on the night of your birthday, the room was filled with red light. Gaozu had not yet ascended the throne at that time, and when he learned about it, he said that you are the Qiliner of the Shi family, and you will bring good luck to the family. In the winter solstice month of that year, Gaozu was indeed crowned as the envoy of the Hedong Jiedu in Beijing, the envoy of the Hedong Jiedu, and the commander of the Fan Han Mabu Army in Datong, Zhenwu, Zhangguo, Weisai and other places......"

"Well, you don't have to say any more. What are your plans for the future?" Before he could finish talking about an old past, Ning Ziming waved his hand and interrupted with a smile.

"Of course, of course, it is with Your Highness! Your Highness, the old slave, the old slave can speak Khitan dialect, and he also knows the way back to the Central Plains. Old slave, old slave is willing to serve you as a dog and horse!" Feng Si'an didn't expect that he would pass the test so easily, and his heart was ecstatic. He kowtowed vigorously and responded loudly.

"Oh, that's right!" Ning Ziming heard this, his face immediately showed an expression of interest, thought about it, and threw out the last question, "Then before you left, did you know that the surname Yelu had passed the news out?"

"No, no!" Feng Si'an was anxious to perform, and shook his head in response loudly, "He was angry and anxious to save face, and he didn't tell anyone else what he was going to do except for the few people around him." Even if he sent the news, His Highness should not be afraid. Liaodong is not as large as the Central Plains, and it is vast and sparsely populated. Except for the limited one or two checkpoints, we have a way to bypass other dangers! The old slave knows the way, and the old slave has been thinking about how to return to the Central Plains safely for more than a year!"

"It's okay, it just so happens that we lack a guide!" Ning Ziming took a deep breath and nodded happily. "Get up, clean up here, and we'll get off at once!"

"Xie, Your Highness Xie, Your Highness Xie takes it in!" The heart hanging in his throat finally fell back into his stomach, and Feng Si'an respectfully gave Ning Ziming a full salute. Got up from the ground, picked up his knife, and began to look through the corpses on the ground one by one.

Others are old and refined, lest they be left alive. Therefore, every time he walked past a corpse, he did not hesitate to cut it in the throat. Only then did he begin to empty all the pockets on the corpse and pick out what would be useful for the southward journey.

Although Chai Rong, Zhao Kuangyin and Han Jing are still very worried about this person, after all, they belong to Ning Ziming's domestic slaves. In line with the scruples of beating the dog, it also depends on the owner, and I don't want to interfere too much. So they looked at each other, and quickly went to gather the warhorses that were still usable in the valley.

Although the Khitan general Yelu Yishe only brought twenty guards and hurried to chase after him, he brought more than sixty war horses. At this moment, in addition to the injured and dead, there are still fifty zeros left that can continue to ride. Coupled with the dry food, concentrate and water bladders on horseback, it was enough for everyone to go straight to Youzhou without making any supplies along the way.

After everyone finished putting away the war horses, the old eunuch Feng Si'an finished mending the knife for the corpses on the ground. Holding a few bright gold medals in both hands, he walked in front of Ning Ziming with a smile on his face to offer treasures, "Young master, we can save our worries now." Take it and the levels will be unimpeded along the way!"

"It's hard work!" Ning Ziming waved his hand lightly and thanked him with a smile.

"Don't dare, don't dare! You are Your Highness, shouldn't the old slave serve you?" Feng Si'an smiled and turned his body to the side, shaking his head.

"I forgot to ask you one thing just now, am I the eldest prince or the second prince?" Ning Ziming nodded with a smile again, and copied the steel whip with his hand.

"You, of course you are, it's big, no, it's Your Highness!" Feng Si'an's face changed drastically, and he shouted backwards, "Your Highness, how can you suspect the old slave? The old slave has changed your diaper, changed your diaper." The old slave's loyalty to you and to Your Majesty can be seen every day!"

"Including bringing someone to hunt me down?" Ning Ziming stepped forward and raised his steel whip high, "Since my grandfather has not yet ascended the throne in the fourth year of Changxing, how can the family dare to use eunuchs?! What's more, my father is just his adopted son, and he privately raises eunuchs at home, even if he is not exterminated by the Later Tang Emperor, he will have to be killed by my grandfather in righteousness! How can he live until now?!"

The words are over, and the whip is down!

Feng Si'an hurriedly dropped the gold medal and drew his sword to resist. The arm was only halfway raised, and with a "click", the door of the head had been smashed!

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