Jin Shiqi could only close his eyes and pull the camel hair cloak around him to cover him tightly.

Now he understands that Wu Xiang and his son were planning to kidnap him from the beginning. Their purpose was to use themselves to blackmail his father Jin Guan. He didn't know the conspiracy behind it, but it was probably nothing more than the background of the two major factions of "Liao and Ke".

Some conflicts of interest.

But since Wu Xiang dared to arrest him and killed Jin Bao and two soldiers for it, it means that the conflict between the two parties has intensified. Next, it depends on whether his cheap father is willing to compromise for the sake of his son.

The value of a useless bastard son... is really hard to estimate.

The more he analyzed it, the more Jin Shiqi felt that the prospect was not good. Although he had never met Jin Guan, he intuitively determined that the old guy should be a ruthless character. If nothing else, Jin Guan could force a bastard like Wu Xiang to commit crime.

There should be some means. And my life is held by these two old guys. If either party makes a misjudgment, I will be killed.

"The situation is very serious, brother." Jin Shiqi reminded himself.

What's even more disgusting is that Mo'er is also involved. Whether it's to restrain her to prevent her from escaping, or the old thief Wu Xiang really wants to eat the young grass, this makes Jin Shiqi hate it... If the situation worsens, she will not be able to escape being killed.

The ending of being insulted.

Therefore, the conclusion is simple: you must escape! As long as there is a glimmer of hope, you must escape! Take Moer and escape together!

And it must be done as soon as possible. By the time we reach Ningyuan, there will be no hope.

Ningyuan is Wu Xiang's base camp. He must have prepared his own prison a long time ago. The sheets and other items have probably been changed. It is a dream to escape in such a well-protected place. I remember the guy in the American TV series Prison Break,

As a construction engineer, he still had to struggle for more than 100 episodes before he could get out even with the structural drawings of the building. Jin Shiqi knew that he didn't have the ability, let alone the time.

At this moment, what Jin Shiqi regrets the most is his slow reaction. The moment before taking action at the carpenter's house, Mo'er had raised the alarm regardless of his life, but he was as slow as a pig. He was really stupid! If it were his younger brother Shiqi,

Jun, he can kill everyone, even Wu Xiang!

If it were Master Tian, ​​the old fox wouldn't even be able to enter the house.

"Stop! Complaining is useless!" Jin Shiqi warned himself. "There will be opportunities, just in the next few days."

He remembered the Jin Mansion's troop dispatch plan. It would take four days to get from Shanhaiguan to Ningyuan, and Wu Xiang and his group should be about the same. But the situation now is so bad, and the standard of guarding him is equivalent to that of a cash transport truck, which is simply despairing. "But it doesn't work.

Ah, if you don't escape, you will die!" Jin Shiqi's thoughts were tumbling, "Should we pay a lot of money to bribe these stupid soldiers? Or should we pretend to surrender to Wu Xiang? Or should we pretend to be dead?..."

He was thinking wildly, but couldn't think of anything for a long time, and fell asleep unconsciously.

…

On the 19th day of the first lunar month, it snowed heavily outside the customs.

When I woke up the next day, it was already bright.

The carriage had already started moving, running rustlingly on the snow. There were many gaps in the felt tent around the carriage, exposing it to the wind and exposing a few scattered areas of vision.

There happens to be a rolling wheel in the gap on the left, with a layer of snow on it and ice on the wheel spokes. The convoy is surrounded by open air, heavy snow is flying in the sky, blown by the wind, and the snowflakes are rolling all over the world. The car is running.

On the vast snow-covered plain. Looking out from the gap on the left, from the sparse woods to the endless forest sea, it spreads to a distant mountain range.

The direction of advancement may be east, and the direction of the mountains should be north.

Jin Shiqi watched for a while, then twisted and sat up, stared at the two soldiers, and screamed "woo woo". One of the bearded men pulled out a knife and handed it over, cutting the rope that was strangling his mouth...

Jin Shiqi raised his tied hands, pulled off the linen in his mouth, took a deep breath, and said angrily: "I'm hungry!"

The bearded man curled his lips and said, "It's past time. Let's wait for lunch."

"Then, I want to make it easier."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"I want to pee!" Jin Shiqi shouted.

"You're a rough guy, you can't even say how to relieve yourself, you're still a young man!" The bearded man criticized him.

"Okay, I want to relieve myself."

"I can't stop the car, I'm holding on."

It is impossible to reason with someone who holds a weapon. Jin Shiqi could only hold it in.

He leaned against the side of the carriage, spread his legs, and covered his body with his cloak. Although this posture was unsightly, it greatly reduced the pressure on his bladder. He secretly glanced at the two soldiers in full armor, both of whom were kneeling in front of the carriage.

, put the waist knife on his knees and held it with both hands, holding his breath and staring, as if he was ready to fight.

"I shouldn't...be able to beat either of them...even when I'm not tied up." Jin Shiqi finished his analysis and closed his eyes to wait for some time.

He held it in for a long time, and when he was about to collapse, the convoy finally stopped.

The soldiers untied several ropes around Jin Shiqi's legs, and he slowly climbed out of the carriage. It was extremely cold outside, and even though he was wearing two layers of leather coats, a cotton coat and underwear underneath, he still shivered suddenly.

Jin Shiqi looked around and saw that the convoy had left the plain. The place where it stopped now was a sparse forest clearing, and beyond that was the vast mountains.

His hands were still tied, and the rope around his ankles was loosened. He could only take one foot in one step. Several soldiers helped him to the roadside. Jin Shiqi's heart was beating fast. This posture was really like

He was about to be executed. But luckily the bearded soldier shouted: "Don't you want to relieve yourself? Hurry!"

The north wind howled violently, and snow hit his face. Jin Shiqi jumped forward a few times and jumped into a slightly lower ditch. Eight soldiers followed, and they formed a circle and died.

Keep an eye on him, afraid that he will take the opportunity to escape.

He unbuttoned his trousers in full view of eight men. The small section of his body was blown by the wind and hurt like a knife. He also suffered in his heart. No matter in the past life or this life, he had never suffered like this. "Excuse me.

...You guys come closer...it's so cold." Jin Shiqi's voice trembled with the cold, "And...don't look at me."

The soldiers stood still, still staring at him. Jin Shiqi couldn't bear it anymore, so he hurriedly put away his treasures and walked back to the convoy.

Wu Xiang's chariots and horses did not form a camp, but lined up on the road.

Jin Shiqi secretly calculated that there were about 70 soldiers in the convoy, half of whom were in cars and half of whom were on horses. There were also some handymen, with a total number of no more than a hundred. The total number of horses equipped was nearly 200, which was more than that of the Jin Mansion.

, they are indeed a family of horse dealers.

In the Ming Dynasty's army, each "battalion" was governed by a battalion general and a captain. This Wu Xiang was the captain of the Xiuwu Camp, responsible for daily military affairs, similar to the "colonel chief of staff" in later generations. And the real

The big boss is the "camp general", which is also a guerrilla general or a general, which is equivalent to the "brigadier general" and "major general" levels in later generations.

In other words, Wu Xiang's military rank is two levels lower than his father Jin Guan, and one level lower than Yao Mengyang's grandfather. If the two parties meet, Wu Xiang should kowtow... "What's the use of saying this?" Jin Shiqi hated.

He said, "I am not being tied up like a pig."

The soldiers did not take him back to the carriage, but half dragged and half dragged him to a tent at the edge of the forest. It was a makeshift cowhide tent with several layers of felt on the ground, covered with bear skins, and two

Small stove. Wu Sangui was sitting cross-legged in the tent, with meat and steamed buns in front of him, drinking hot tea.

Wu Sangui cupped his fists and pretended to be surprised, "Ah, Brother Jin, you are a distinguished guest!"….

Wu Sangui has this weird behavior. Even if he is so deeply hated, he still has no lack of etiquette, and he sounds even more like an asshole. I guess one day when this guy wants to kill Jin Shiqi, he will also say: Brother, I'm sorry, I'm going to stab him with this knife.

It started to hurt a little...

Jin Shiqi sat down carelessly on the felt facing each other. Without saying much, he started to eat the meat. It was half a hot lamb, filled a full basin, and he tore off a large leg of lamb and started to eat it.

"Brother Jin, how did you sleep well last night? Please forgive me for any shortcomings."

"Can't sleep." Jin Shiqi chewed meat and said vaguely, "I've been thinking about you."

"I?"

"Yeah, I was thinking about how difficult these two days have been since you lost to me in the bow and arrow competition?"

"Brother, you are worrying too much."

"Did your father punish you?" Jin Shiqi grabbed another steamed bun and bit it wildly, "If he dares to hit you, just tell me!"

"..."

"Tea!" Jin Shiqi hurriedly pointed at Wu Sangui's hand and shouted, "Quick! You're going to choke me to death."

Jin Shiqi ate so hard that he reached out and snatched Wu Sangui's tea, and drank it all without any hesitation. He finally spat half a mouthful on the ground and said: "It tastes bad."

He glared at Wu Sangui: "Xiao San, let me tell you the truth, you were too shameless for carrying out a sneak attack last night. Your men also look down on you. I listened to them while pretending to sleep..." Jin Shiqi looked around at the few sergeants next to him.

They all stared with anger. "Forget it, I won't say it anymore."

"Brother Jin is still eloquent even in dangerous situations. It's really the demeanor of a general." Wu Sangui laughed and was not even angry. "Brother, I just want to ask, you must hate me to the core?"

Jin Shiqi glanced at him and suddenly had some doubts in his heart. Is this kid struggling in his heart? Wu Sangui is only sixteen years old, has his conscience not been wiped out? Jin Shiqi deliberately mocked: "Hate? Of course. You can be your villain with peace of mind, and you can

Don't be afraid of being hated by others. Mistress, this is your life."

Sure enough, Wu Sangui looked a little embarrassed. Jin Shiqi knew in his heart that any sixteen-year-old young man, who doesn't want to be an upright man? The scene yesterday evening was not done out of righteousness, but wantonly for the benefit of the family.

Killing, this child's heart will never be at peace.

"You father and son are so shabby, which makes people look down upon you!" Jin Shiqi pointed at him with a leg of mutton, "How about I give you a chance to save your face?"

Wu Sangui snorted, "What else are you trying to do?"

"If we don't do any tricks this time, let's compete again and compete in real kung fu! Let me think about it..." Jin Shiqi lowered his head to eat meat and steamed buns again. After a while, he continued, "I remembered it. It's a good topic. You and I each have half.

winning rate.”

Wu Sangui's curiosity was aroused. In other words, this kid wanted to defeat Jin Shiqi in an upright and fair manner. He quickly asked: "To what?"

"Long distance running."

"Oh? I guess you also want Su Xiaoniang to compete together?"

"That's not bad."

"Dream!" Wu Sangui slapped his thigh and laughed instantly, "Brother Jin, do you really think I am a child? If you are full, go back and rest." Wu Sangui waved his hand, and several soldiers came over.

"No! I can't eat enough for you." Jin Shiqi hurriedly waved his hands to beg for mercy. This guy was only half full now and didn't know where his next meal would be. "Let's talk about something else. I remembered something important.

It has something to do with you..."

After Jin Shiqi finished speaking, he continued to eat meat. When he was seven to eight times full, he said meaningfully: "Xiaosan, your father doesn't like you."

"You...Brother Jin, you are talking nonsense again."

"Are you the second son?"

"So what."

"That's right." Jin Shiqi clucked his lips and ate happily, "Do you think your father is only nice to your brother and is mean to you? No matter how hard you work and how you do your best, it's hard to get anything.

Your father’s appreciation?”

"No!" Wu Sangui was indeed a little unhappy.

"Absolutely! I know very well, because I also have a younger brother with the same disease as you." Jin Shiqi burped loudly, "But my Shijun is better than you. He has strong self-regulation ability. Although he is slightly abnormal, he is still able to control himself."
Chapter completed!