"What about the middle road?"
"Not chasing."
No one knew how the Fourth Prince judged him, but seeing his rage, even Wu Qimai did not dare to ask, and immediately split up to give chase.
Jin Wushu took the lead and walked along the left path. Blood gushed out of his head as he thought to himself, King Qin can be said to have two birds with one stone, it was extremely sinister. Not only did he receive a large amount of silver taels, he could also provoke a dispute with Song Jin. He was not Hua Rong, and was not afraid of the blood flowing like rivers. He did not care about the casualties on both sides, and was happy as long as he could take the courage from the flames. Ever since Song Jin had negotiated, Jinguo's ideal attitude was to sit on the sidelines and watch the battle. Right now, when the silver was thrown, it would inevitably involve the fight between the two nations. This was a situation that Jin Wushu was not willing to see.
He chased with a burning heart. Another twenty li, but he had completely lost track of the horses and mules. At this time, it suddenly began to rain, getting harder and harder for everyone to open their eyes. The summer rain came quickly and left quickly. After the rain had passed, everyone realized that the road ahead was muddy, other than the footprints left behind by their side, King Qin's group had already disappeared into thin air.
Jin Wushu was so shocked that even the heavens were against him.
"Fourth Prince, how do we chase them?"
"Keep going forward, King Qin. This crown prince doesn't believe that you can escape by spreading your wings."
At dusk.
Residence of the fourth prince was enveloped in a gloomy atmosphere. Even the setting sun, which had always seemed beautiful, lost its charm. It looked like it was about to bleed.
Hua Rong dismounted from her horse and immediately, two guards impatiently brought up their sabers: "Let's go, no one is allowed to come near."
"I'm looking for Fourth Prince."
"Who are you? What are you looking for Fourth Prince for? "
The group of guards looked unfamiliar, and Hua Rong said indifferently: "You said Hua Rong is looking for him."
"The Fourth Prince is not at home."
Hua Rong looked around, but she did not know if what the guard said was true or not. It was still the Old Housekeeper from back then. Seeing that it was Hua Rong, he was overjoyed: "Quick, quickly come in." She then rolled her eyes at the two guards. "You're blind. Even madam doesn't know how to welcome you …"
Madam, which lady?
The bodyguards looked at each other, the butler did not know how to address them, so he vaguely called them "Madam". Whether it was Madame Yue or Lady Jin, they both understood. Although he did not go to the grasslands for a holiday, he heard his family members who came back talk about the Golden Book Jade Ribbon that the Fourth Prince had given Princess Hua Rong before. He could not figure out the relationship between them, and he did not know if it was truly an imperial concubine. In any case, Hua Rong actually came looking for him herself, if Fourth Prince found out about it, wouldn't she be extremely happy?
"Madam, please come in …"
"Is the Fourth Prince here?"
The butler was perplexed, "The Fourth Prince has sent troops and hasn't come back yet."
Jin Wushu sent troops? What kind of great battle has he been fighting recently?
"Oh? "Since he's not at home, I won't go in."
"How can this be? "It's not easy to make a trip here …"
Hua Rong turned to leave, but the butler hastily tried to urge her to stay. He hastily chased after him, but she heard a burst of hurried Horseshoe s, who were returned with a group of Fourth Prince's guards.
"Fourth Prince is back …" The butler was overjoyed and went forward to welcome him. Hua Rong stopped and looked in surprise at Jin Wushu who had returned with a travel worn look.
Jin Wushu reined his horse, and upon seeing Hua Rong, he was extremely surprised, with a look of joy in his eyes: "Why are you here?"
Before Hua Rong could reply, he suddenly pressed her hand on her chest after she finished speaking. With a frown, she spat out a mouthful of blood. Everyone was shocked, Hua Rong too, and upon closer inspection, she realized that Jin Wushu's face was ashen, his complexion extremely ugly, but he did not seem to be injured at all.
Everyone immediately surrounded him: "Fourth Prince, what's wrong?"
"Quick, pass on the information to the witch doctor …"
"Quickly go in …"
Jin Wushu waved his hand to stop the crowd from bustling with activity, he only stared at Hua Rong, and this was the first time Hua Rong took the initiative to look for his, and furthermore, his eyes revealed a tinge of worry. The worry was like a magic potion, and he pulled herself together a little, delighted, and jumped off her horse, striding toward her.
"Fourth Prince, what are you doing?"
"I'm fine, let's go. If you have anything to say let's talk inside."
A group of servants immediately followed him, and Old Housekeeper was even more attentive to him. Very quickly, the hall was filled with all kinds of tea. This was the second time Hua Rong had stepped into this place. It was neither the complete Han, nor the semi-Han, transformation that she possessed when she first came to the Yanjing, now, it was completely filled with Jin Wushu's characteristics. In order to avoid the summer heat, all the floors were made of marble, it was extremely smooth, and one could almost see the figure of a person. The layout of the room was the same as before, it was still adorned with all sorts of ornaments from the Song Kingdom's palace.
Hua Rong casually glanced at her and then sat down opposite of her. She said happily, "Hua Rong, eat something first …"
"Thank you Fourth Prince, I'm not hungry."
The Marquis of Old Housekeeper stood at the side and carefully asked: "Fourth Prince, do you want to invite a witch doctor?"
Jin Wushu was a little impatient as he waved his hand. "All of you can leave.
Everyone retreated, and the room immediately quieted down.
Jin Wushu let out a long breath, leaned against the wide chair, and looked extremely exhausted. She only stared at the woman in front of his, who was dressed normally, but had a much better complexion, and was unlike the dispirited and haggard expression he had had after the great battle. Of course, Hua Rong didn't come for no reason, but at this moment, he didn't have the heart to guess at her motives. She only thought that it was good that he was here, so it was good that he was here.
It was as if the two of them had made a huge improvement, even without speaking, and were sitting together.
Hua Rong avoided his heated and joyous gaze, but seeing that his face was covered in a layer of grey, her eyebrows slightly knitted together. She couldn't help but ask, "Are you sick? "Why not?"
"It's nothing. It's just a small problem," he said lightly, as if this was not the first time. "Besides, a witch doctor wouldn't be able to tell anything."
"Fourth Prince, you don't have to be afraid of medical treatment. I heard that in the past two years, Jinguo has had an outstanding doctor who specializes in Han medicine …"
"Hua Rong, look at yourself, could it be that everything is good for you Chinese?"
"I dare not say anything else, but at least you have medical skills, right? At least it's better than you two hopping great gods. "
Jin Wushu was speechless, then he suddenly sensed the concern in her words, and became happy again. He looked at her suspiciously: "Why isn't Wen Long back yet?"
Hua Rong avoided answering, and asked: "Fourth Prince, I heard that you went out to battle?"
Jin Wushu's expression changed from pale white to furious, "Hua Rong, I won't hide this from you either. In this life, I will definitely kill King Qin. "It's not that I'm not willing to let him go, it's that this pirate is too much, too detestable …"
So he went to fight with the King Qin again? Hua Rong was shocked. She really wanted to ask how King Qin was doing, but looking at his expression, it was clear that he suffered a huge loss.
"This Thief stole a large amount of silver taels from us …"
Fourth Prince had tens of thousands of properties, if he could even say the word "large number", how large would the number of people be? Hua Rong thought for a while, "A large group? "Isn't it 250 thousand silver?"
Jin Wushu snorted out from his nose. The yearly tribute from the Song Kingdom was delivered at Spring and Summer's Eve. She was familiar with this custom, so he was a little late for this year. Otherwise, how could the Jinguo lose such a large amount of silver? How could Jin Wushu possibly dispatch his great army so easily to chase them down?
She asked in shock: "Did King Qin really take away that batch of silver?"
"Not taking it, but robbing it. A robber even more despicable than a robber."
Hua Rong laughed, as if a gold ingot suddenly fell from the sky and struck her feet. Jin Wushu saw that her eyes were shining, and did not hide his happiness at all. He could not help but become angry: "Are you gloating?"
"Fourth Prince is obviously one of my things. The difference is that you two are first-hand bandits, and King Qin is second-hand. What kind of schadenfreude am I supposed to be?"
"Hua Rong, you, you actually dare to do this to that bastard, the pirate who does everything in his power …"
Hua Rong said with a stern expression: "I am not interested in him, even if I am not a King Qin, no matter who, I would still be very happy to hijack this pile of silver. Heh, Fourth Prince, no wonder you vomited blood. What a pity, what a pity. Wouldn't it be better for the nobles to enjoy themselves and eat merrily this year? I don't think the palace with the assassination will be built in such grandeur. "
She laughed as she spoke, her expression sweet and pure, as if it were an old friend talking, not a rival. Jin Wushu was furious, but he could not refute it. However, this kind of anger was not a genuine depression in his heart, but a kind of inexplicable relaxation. Even being mocked and ridiculed like this was a great comfort.
This was the first time Hua Rong saw him being able to endure the ridicule, and it was also very unexpected for him. She was about to say a few more words of sarcasm, but then stopped, and felt that she had never been this happy in the past few months, thinking about it, what a huge number. 250 thousand silk cloth was almost equivalent to the entire year of Jinguo's GDP (hehe, she did not know how to express it, and could only use modern terms to describe it). No wonder the Fourth Prince was so furious. King Qin, how many troops could he enlarge? Towards this batch of silver, it was not like she had never had any plans since last year, but they were weak on their own and simply unrealistic. He never thought that the King Qin would actually be successful in kidnapping them.
It was obvious that Jin Wushu would not be able to see through it, but he let out a cold laugh, "Even the King Qin won't be able to escape. This prince has already sent his army to chase after him, so I don't believe he can fly to the sky."
Hua Rong thought about the mysterious land that she had traveled through, the plains and the mountains. In these border zones, there were too many places to hide. Countless small tribes roamed about, and some had even maintained their original forms for hundreds and thousands of years. She didn't believe that they wouldn't be able to hide a single King Qin.
After pursuing him for the past few days, he slowly realized that King Qin was definitely not an ordinary person. Furthermore, judging from the way he used the army, it was not because he wanted Ye Lvdayong to, but because he acted on his own accord. As a result, he had tried a new strategy after failing to catch up. What exactly is going on in the King Qin's gourd? Jin Wushu seemed to be muttering to himself, "King Qin is working so hard for his father-in-law, it can be said that he is giving it his all."
So what?
"Hua Rong, don't be so happy too early. Even if Ye Lvdayong gets the silver taels, it will only be used as a front to stop wolves and then as a welcome gift to the tiger. What benefits does it bring to your Da Song?"
"That's still better than being in the hands of Da Jin."