As soon as I entered the Central Plains, my eyes were opened, it was nothing more than spring coming early, and the geese were returning, but the sky was high, and the people were surging. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It is the turn of spring and summer, there are crowds of people everywhere, the road is wide and there are many houses, but there is less than half a point of noise, after several inquiries, the emperor collapsed in the first month of the twentieth year of Gongdan, the national mourning in March, the prince Nirvana succeeded to the throne, called Emperor Nirvana.

All this does not bring any sorrow to Zhuo Ji, she doesn't know what an emperor is, what a prince is, what a fall, what a succession is, she only knows who is Wentu and who is the prime minister.

Seeing a pair of young men and women admiring each other in the bazaar, and the man buying a handmade bouquet of blue petals for the lady, and the woman praised her repeatedly, Wentu couldn't help but think of Fu Rou, who had never bought half an object for her, but she still followed her with all her heart, without complaint, and felt guilty in her heart.

When she looked up, Zhuo Ji had already walked to a stall, staring at the different belts in a daze, stretching out her hand to touch the coarse strip of cloth on the hairline on the back of her head, but she was stealing fun, looking like a standard second-hand goods!

Wentu couldn't bear it, so he came to the stall and asked, "How much silver is this belt?"

"Guest officer, these are all hand-cut by the insider, with good silk, tied and sewn, not afraid of washing, not afraid of exposure to the sun, as long as a penny!"

Wentu thought it was cheap, so he took out a penny to pay the bill, and took one of the pink and yellow strips, Zhuo Ji was already excited, and was just about to take off the cable tie, but Wentu shook his head to stop it, even if it was a gift to Zhuo Ji, he gently pulled Zhuo Ji, took off the yellowed coarse cloth strip with his own hands, and tied the strap in the center of Zhuo Ji's long hair at the back of his head, which really added a bit of beauty.

Zhuo Ji turned her body a few times, of course, she couldn't see it, but her ruddy face was full of happiness, if the old village owner and others saw it, they would definitely praise it, there is no such beauty in Dongtu!

Thinking about it, he laughed out loud, and he didn't leave Wentu at a glance, and he danced alone, singing the only old ballad in his mouth:

Food, the gift of heaven, choking water, the agglutination of the earth, feeding and sucking, the mother's body, labor, and things......

Wentu completely forgot that this was the Central Plains, and it was not good to stop Zhuo Ji, so he smiled and admired, after all, it was the first time to see Zhuo Ji so happy. Although the posture is different, but this dance, the pink and yellow belt is high and low and full of spring.

"Who is so bold!" suddenly rushed through several catchers in the crowd, "dare to sing and dance along the street, take it!"

Wentu was so shocked that he forgot that the Central Plains was now a national funeral, how could he dance and sing in broad daylight? Hurriedly rushed to the eyes of the catcher to make amends: "My lord, forgive me for my ignorance, just because we have just arrived from Dongtu, we forgot about the current imprisonment on a whim, and collided with the national prestige, I hope that my lord will forgive me and never commit it again in the future!"

When I looked around, there were already people around, how could I stop there, and immediately shouted: "You ignore the emperor's decree and disturb the people's hearts, take it away immediately!"

Zhuo Ji never expected that dancing on the street was taken down by the government, and just about to get angry, Wentu immediately signaled not to make a mistake, this is Middle-earth, the punishment is strict, it is a violation of the law first, if there is no good attitude, there is no Chen Ying'er behind him to help, so he has to follow the arrest back to the mansion.

"My lord," he said, seeing that Lord Taishou had just stepped out of the hall, "this woman is singing and dancing in the market, all kinds of joy, great rebellion, please punish your lordship!"

Taishou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked at Zhuo Ji angrily and said: "Now is the time of national mourning, the first emperor died in Yingying, and all the people were sad together, and they were overjoyed, can you be guilty?"

Zhuo Ji was just about to answer, but the catcher behind her shouted angrily: "The sinner woman kneels down and talks back!"

Zhuo Ji glanced at Wentu, and saw that he had no objection, for fear that there would be trouble again, so he finally stood up after kneeling, and replied dissatisfiedly: "This lord, the woman is pregnant, you can see it in your eyes, if you kneel and move the fetal gas and hurt my child, the child is not guilty, can you bear it?"

"Bastard!" Where have you ever seen such a brutal woman, she immediately stepped forward and forced Zhuo Ji to kneel, and when she stretched out her hand, Zhuo Ji flashed, and the strap she had just purchased was already in the hands of Zhuo Kuai.

Fortunately, this move removed Zhuo Ji from kneeling, otherwise this Taishou would lose his longevity in a few years, and if he knew the storm that Zhuo Ji set off in the Central Plains, Taishou would be killed if he didn't commit suicide.

As soon as Zhuo Ji saw that the object was snatched by the officers and soldiers, this was the first lovely thing that Xianggong bought for himself, and he tied it for himself with his own hands, how could he still care about Wentu panicked, raised his hand and scolded him angrily: "A group of dog officials dare to snatch my hair bundle, give it back to me quickly!"

Caught up in anger, not only pulled out the long knife to suppress it, but also threw the hair strand to the ground and trampled it fiercely!

Zhuo Ji, who grew up in Dongjiang, didn't have any thoughts of law in her heart, but she was heartbroken by the gift given by her husband, and suddenly went crazy, Wentu couldn't stop it, the knife in the hand of the catcher was already in her hand, and the catcher did not expect the peasant woman to grab the knife, and retreated one after another.

Wentu yelled badly, stepped forward to hug Zhuo Ji and pleaded, knowing that the two of them would be put in prison here, I don't know how long, but the hot Zhuo Ji had lost control, and suddenly turned around and raised a long knife to slash at Taishou!

This is a crime of killing the head!

Taishou was already angry, and just raised his hand to give the order to drink, the long knife broke through the air and slashed at Taishou's arm, and immediately the blood flowed!

Everything is over, Wentu suddenly realized that what imperial capital he still went to, what kind of children he still had, I was afraid that he would be beheaded immediately along with Zhuo Ji and Pregnant Child.

No!

Wentu didn't have time to think about it, snatched the long knife suddenly, viciously put the blade across Taishou's neck and shouted: "Let us live, just wait for my wife to give birth smoothly, and the two of us will come to ask for guilt!"

The catchers noticed the big change and took out their weapons one after another, but when they saw that Wentu was too guarded, they were at a loss.

"Get out of the way!" Taishou knew that the man in front of him was at the end of his rope, and it was important to save his life, and the pain in his wrist was unbearable.

Wentu and Zhuo Ji slowly escorted Taishou to the door of the mansion.

Suddenly, Zhuo Ji remembered something again, turned around and ran back, picked up the broken strap underground, carefully hid it in her arms, and trotted back to Ventu.

Wentu just wanted to scold the stupid ...... What time has it been, you still care about that broken thing, in case it gets out of control, your life is gone, but suddenly I saw that Zhuo Ji had no fear on her face, and she was happy to find her hair band, but her heart was filled with a different taste......

Stepping out of the yamen, Wentu pushed Taishou fiercely, pulled Zhuo Ji and fled in a hurry.

The catchers just wanted to chase them, but Taishou was injured, thinking that the prisoner couldn't escape if he wanted to, so he hurriedly helped Taishou to heal his injuries, and then a piece of arrest was issued.

The two escaped from the city, found a secluded place to rest, and gasped.

Wentu looked sideways, and was dizzy on the spot, only to see Zhuo Ji take out the pink and yellow hair bundles, constantly stretching her hands, wiping them around her body, the baby couldn't put it down, and she didn't realize that there was no place to exist!

Needless to say, there were soldiers arresting fugitives along the way, a man and a woman, and the most terrifying thing was that this female prisoner was pregnant with Liujia, and it was estimated that the dream of continuing to travel west into the imperial capital would be shattered.

"Give!" Zhuo Ji finished picking up the hair bundle after a while, reached out and handed it to Wentu, and then turned around, meaning to let Wentu tie himself again.

Wentu really wanted to raise that long knife and cut it down, and end the life of this woman who was more than two goods with his own hands!

Helpless, I still stretched out my hand to tie her up, but my hand was already trembling, even if she owed this woman a life in her previous life, she couldn't help but toss like this.

"Is it pretty?" Zhuo Ji shook her long hair behind her back a few times, wiping the sweat from her face.

Wentu didn't have the strength to speak anymore, looked up at the distant mountains, and no longer paid attention to Zhuo Ji.

"Xianggong, are you angry?" Zhuo Ji saw Wentu's eyebrows tightened, and then realized that he had once again caused trouble, making Xianggong embarrassed.

"Let's go!" Ventu ordered, grabbing to his feet.

Zhuo Ji just stretched out her hand, intending to let Wentu take it, because she had been holding hands all the way just now, but seeing that Wentu was already a few feet in front of her, she had no intention of holding hands again, puffed up her mouth and let go, and flung her arms again to follow, as for where to go, she didn't want to ask, she would go wherever she went, where her husband was, where was the imperial capital!

There is a pursuit behind him, there are soldiers on the long road, Wentu is stuck in a place where there is nowhere to go, where else can he go, he can only go around the mountain.

"Valley of the Dead, don't enter!" Wentu suddenly saw a navy blue stone tablet standing on the valley path, with Dan characters carved on it, which must be the actions of the government.

Valley of the Dead?

Emperor Gongdan once fought fiercely with the border tribes here, and Gongdan won a great victory, so as to become famous in the Central Plains, but that was forty years ago, and now there is no war, what is abnormal in this valley?

However, seeing that Zhuo Ji was obviously pregnant, she still stayed away from this yin place, so she turned around and left the path leading to the Valley of the Dead, and walked along the side peak to a mountain peak to the south.

"Xianggong, is it possible that you are afraid of this Valley of the Dead?" Zhuo Ji asked unsuspectingly when he saw that Wentu had a way to go.

Wentu glared back at Zhuo Ji and then at her abdomen.

Zhuo Ji immediately understood, and just wanted to turn around with Wentu, but involuntarily took a few steps into the Valley of the Dead, and always felt that she should go here, because she suddenly felt that her blood was boiling, and there must be something intriguing inside, so she wanted to enter to find out.

"Come out!" Wentu shouted angrily when he saw Zhuo Ji actually stepping into the Valley of the Dead.

Zhuo Ji didn't seem to hear, stared into the valley, there was nothing, only the distant peaks were boundless, and the clouds were thick, but she kept calling under her feet, and still took a few steps forward.

"Zhuo Ji!"

With the scolding, Zhuo Ji came to his senses and walked out of the Valley of the Dead, but at this time, it was a lightning flash, the sky began to rain and rain, and the dark road seemed even more gloomy and terrifying, Wentu couldn't help but fight a cold war, took out the oil-paper umbrella and pulled Zhuo Ji over, and the two began to stay away from the Valley of the Dead.

Half an hour later, the two reached the side peak halfway, the mountain wind hit, and the light rain deviated from the direction, wetting the trouser legs of the two, and the coolness entered the body.

Although the mountains were already green, they were all first buds and low grass, and the cold rain was falling, revealing a trace of desolation; the surrounding trees were slanted by the wind, and there was already soil under his feet, and Wentu looked up to see that it would take at least an hour to spare this mountain, and he stopped and breathed for a moment.

"Huh?" Zhuo Ji suddenly whispered.

Wentu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhuo Ji's eyes with even more spirit, and quickly reached out to cover Zhuo Ji's mouth, staring at the scene in the Valley of the Dead in horror!