Chapter 57

This mouthful of chicken bit in his mouth and immediately tasted like chewing wax. Along the way, I saw that he was meticulous about flower dissolving. It was completely different from brother to sister, but like brother to sister, and even more careful and considerate than brother She was even more surprised, thinking, where is such a considerate brother in this world?

She suddenly said, "sister Hua, you and brother Yue are brothers and sisters. Why is your surname Hua and his surname Yue?"

Hua Rong suffered from the cold. She didn't recover, and ran around for a few days. She was already tired. She was leaning slightly against Yue Pengju's shoulder and closed her eyes to sleep. She heard Wan Wan ask herself, but she didn't answer, but she heard Yue Pengju answer first: "we're not sisters and brothers, naturally we have different surnames."

Wan Wan had already guessed that they were not brothers and sisters, and immediately said, "then, you?"

Hua Rong was sleepy and said, "it's too tired. Let's have a rest first. We have to hurry tomorrow morning."

Wan Wan was unwilling to ask again, so she had to sleep with her nurse

The next day, they set out on the road. As soon as they entered Cizhou, they received a gratifying news that the division of King Qin of the ninth Lord had been stationed here. The ninth Lord himself was in the residence of Mr. Zongze, the governor of Cizhou

Yue Pengju had a lot of connections with Lord Zong in his early years. After he first went to the battlefield, he moved under his command. He was supported by him. It was his disciple. As soon as he was informed, the bodyguard immediately brought everyone in

The ninth Lord was discussing countermeasures with Zongze. He had to report to Yue Peng and Hua Rong for an audience, and hurried to welcome them out The four of them waited in the hall. Seeing the ninth Lord coming out, Hua Rong was ashamed and excited, and immediately saluted: "Ninth Lord, Hua Rong was guilty and failed to live up to your entrustment..."

The ninth Lord had already learned that his wife and children had been captured by the golden man, but he was hurt in his heart, but he remained silent. With a long sigh, he helped her up: "Hua Rong, you don't have to blame yourself. The state of song was in such a great trouble, and his father, his royal brothers and thousands of troops were helpless. What can your little woman do? If you can escape, the king will be very happy."

Hua Rong looked up and saw that his eyes were sunken and his face was miserable. It was obvious that a person with spirit did not know what kind of suffering he had experienced before he became so haggard Hearing him say so, he was even more uneasy: "General Xu and I have separated. At present, we don't even know his whereabouts."

The ninth Lord was still kind: "fortunately, you escaped first. Now, one who can escape counts as one."

Yue Pengju also met Zongze, the ninth Lord and others. At this time, the ninth Lord saw Wan Wan who had been shrinking behind Yue Pengju,

Frown: "Wan Wan, is that you?"

Wan Wan burst into tears and knelt down: "brother nine..."

It turned out that Wan Wan was the daughter of the imperial clan and the cousin of the ninth Lord The ninth Lord had seen her once, and when he saw her escape, he was slightly happy: "fortunately, Wan Wan, get up quickly."

Wan Wan didn't explain her identity all the way, and it was inconvenient for them to ask in detail. Until this time, Yue Pengju and Hua Rong knew that she was originally a princess. No wonder she was so imposing

Wan Wan cried with tears: "brother nine, Princess Tianwei... She ran away with me. We separated twice, and she was mistakenly taken by Jin Bing as Princess Tianxiang..."

Among dozens of brothers and sisters, the ninth Lord and Princess Tianwei were the closest. Hearing that his favorite sister also fell into the hands of Jin Ren, he held his forehead and felt dizzy for a while, murmuring: "beads can't escape this disaster after all..."

Beads are the nickname of Princess Tianwei

"Princess Tianwei was captured, and it is estimated that she was also locked up in the Liujia temple... My nurse and I were lucky to get the help of young master Yue, so we could escape the clutches of the golden man..." Wan wailed, looking at Yue Pengju, extremely grateful, "brother nine, it was young master Yue who saved us..."

The ninth Lord immediately said, "Peng Ju, thank you."

Yue Peng raised his head and said solemnly, "no! This is the duty of the last general."

"I met Princess Tianwei. She said that the emperor had to go to Jinying again four days ago. This time, it is estimated that he will never get out again. After the emperor was detained, all the princess' family members were taken away, and all the prince's sons and grandchildren were gathered... Only the supreme emperor was left in the palace..."

The royal women are basically locked up in Liujia temple, including the family members of the ninth Lord The ninth Lord's eyes were red: "no, I must rush back to the capital and rescue them..."

Zongze hurriedly said, "absolutely not! At this time, the royal children are almost caught, and you are the only one left to maintain the safety of the great song dynasty. You are going to the Jin camp, and you fall into the trap of the Jin people. From then on, I am really going to die of the great Song Dynasty..."

Yue Pengju also said, "the ninth Lord thinks twice. The golden man is cunning. Don't go..."

The ninth Lord was so sad that he brushed his sleeve and said, "you don't have to persuade me. I will definitely go. Now it's my wife and children, and later it's my father, emperor, mother and concubine. Do I also sit idly by? Lord Zong, you prepare your army immediately, and we'll start tomorrow."

People dare not persuade again, although they are anxious, there is nothing they can do

The night is deep

Although Cizhou Prefecture magistrate is not luxurious, it is a paradise compared with the days of escape

Hua Rong, Wan Wan and other women were arranged in an independent yard Warm by hot soup, but after all, restless, flowers dissolved in bed, tossed for a long time, no matter how can't sleep

Someone knocked at the door, and a little servant girl came in: "Miss Hua, Fan Gang, the prince's bodyguard, asked to see you."

Fan Gang and Xu Caizhi had been around the ninth Lord for a long time. Hua Rong was also familiar with him and immediately said, "please come in."

She immediately got out of bed and went to the living room. Fan Gang looked flustered: "Miss Hua, please do me a favor..."

"Please speak, Mr. Fan."

"I beg Miss Hua to persuade Wang Ye that he can't return to Beijing as a hostage at the moment, otherwise, the Song Dynasty will really be over. Now, he won't listen to everyone's persuasion. Miss Hua, please be sure to persuade..."

She hesitated for a long time: "Lord Wang is persistent, and even Lord Zong's persuasion is useless, just afraid of me..."

The prince wants to make Hua Rong a concubine. He and Xu Caizhi both know that at this moment, they have placed all their hopes on her and bow down again: "Miss Hua, you and the prince have known each other for many years. The prince has always appreciated you and will listen to your persuasion. Please..."

"Well, let me go and have a look."

"Thank you."

Although the wind and snow stopped, the cold still hit people. Far away, she saw a person standing under a Wutong tree in the garden. His figure was lonely and wandering lonely. It was the ninth Lord

Although I have been tired for many days, my grief is accumulated in my heart. Where can I close my eyes and rest? As soon as the ninth Lord calmed down, he really weighed whether to go back

The moonlight is silent

Hua Rong stood behind the ninth Lord for a while, To summon up the courage to speak: "Lord, you'd better not go back tomorrow. The Jin people controlled the whole Kaifeng. I witnessed the negotiation process of the emperor. Now, the emperor fell into the hands of the Jin people again. It is said that the prince and grandson were also caught, and the only one left is you. You are the last hope of the Song Dynasty. If you go back, I'm afraid you'll never come out again. Now, the commander of the Jin army Zonghan has already released the wind to capture you. If you stay in the green mountains, you're not afraid of no firewood. If you go back, you can't save them, but also white Sacrifice yourself in vain, and please think twice... "

The ninth Lord sighed Almost overnight, parents, wives, children, brothers and sisters, and all their relatives were caught and turned into a complete loner

Since I knew the ninth Lord, I have always felt that he was a powerful person with excellent martial arts skills. Hua Rong was very sad when she heard him lament for the first time. She stepped forward and gently draped the big Mao Qiu Fan Gang gave herself over his shoulder, saying in a low voice, "Lord, you'd better not go back. Thousands of people, soldiers and civilians are counting on you, hoping to defeat the Jin army under your leadership..."

The gentle and charming hands were covered with big fur. Just as he was about to put it down, the ninth Lord suddenly turned around and hugged her, choking in his voice: "ronger, I have no relatives, no relatives!"

This sound of "ronger" contains more than a thousand words! For the first time in his life, Hua Rong heard people call him so, and he couldn't think about it. I hope he can cheer up and said eagerly, "Lord, you still have thousands of troops and people of the Song Dynasty! Only your leadership can defeat the Jin army and revitalize the rivers and mountains."

The ninth Lord fell on her shoulder. After a long time, he raised his head and said firmly, "OK, I will defeat the golden man!"

Hua Rong was so happy that she almost jumped up: "thank you, Lord. Thank you for thinking through."

"Rong'er, please follow me. I need hands now."

"Yes, I will. Princess, they are locked up in Liujia temple. Jin Jun is estimated not to leave for a moment. I will wait for the opportunity to rescue again. Please rest assured, Prince..."

Before the ninth Lord answered, he suddenly heard a whooshing sound. At this time, Hua Rong's voice also changed, and immediately pushed him away: "Lord, hurry up, there is an assassin..."

Unfortunately, it was too late. Several masked assassins arrived, and all of them were top experts

The two hurriedly resisted, and Hua Rong sent out small arrows and shot three people in a row. The target of the people was not her, but surrounded the ninth Lord The ninth Lord was too sad these days, his body was weak, his skill was greatly reduced, and he couldn't resist it. Hua Rong couldn't think much about it. When he saw a knife cut, he tried to protect him. The knife almost cut in the middle of her eyebrow. The ninth Lord drank, "rong'er, get out..." he pushed her away with a strong push, and the two narrowly escaped. However, the fiercer attack came again, and for a time, danger surrounded her

In the confusion, an assassin who used a knife stabbed the ninth Lord's heart directly. The ninth Lord turned sideways, and a knife on the back cut again. Hua Rong was entangled by two assassins, and he couldn't rescue again. Seeing that the ninth Lord dodged, he suddenly heard a burst of roar, and it was a life instead of his own knife. He quickly turned over and saw that it was Yue Pengju coming, with a spear horizontal, and an arm dripping with blood

Hua Rongjing said, "Peng Ju, you..."

"Sister, escort the Lord away quickly..."

At this time, the guards had heard the news and rushed. Seeing that they could not get away, several assassins bit their teeth and committed suicide one by one, which showed that there was a strong poison in their teeth

A bodyguard went to lift his veil, all assassins sent by Jin Ren

The crowd hurriedly gathered in the hall. In the chaos, Hua Rong pulled Yue Pengju and saw that he was covered with blood. He was anxious and afraid. Two doctors of the prefecture magistrate were already bandaging him. He blocked two knives for the ninth Lord, one stabbed in the left shoulder and the other cut in the right rib. Fortunately, they were all skin injuries and were in no danger of life

After the dressing, the ninth Lord sighed: "Peng Ju, if it weren't for your brother and sister's loyal guard, next year today would be the king's memorial day."

"The wound of the last general is not serious. Don't worry about the prince. It's just a minor wound for the marchers."

The ninth Lord looked at Hua Rong again, but saw that she was only focused on Yue Pengju's injury. When she heard the praise, she turned her eyes and smiled, "it's lucky that the Lord is all right."