Chapter 50 Country Accent

Author: Yao Jishan

Chapter 50 Country Accent

At that moment, Wei Shu inexplicably thought of Aunt Ge who was guarding the kitchen stove, and how she grabbed her waist tag and sniffed it like a dog.

At this time, the snake-like tattoos on Aunt Ge's face overlapped with the tattoos on the faces of Li Nu in front of her.

Wei Shu subconsciously tightened her cuffs.

In an instant, the scene of the iron cone flying quickly and heading straight for the enemy's prisoner flashed in her mind.

At a certain moment, she even thought that all this had happened. The two golden knights were killed, she seized the horse and left the city, and the slaves escaped.

Then, the tall gate of Li Nu Fang and the strings of dried human heads hanging under the gate appeared in front of Wei Shu's eyes.

She loosened her cuffs.

The decline of the country has caused hardship to its people.

Even though she was no longer the king of a country, at this moment Wei Shu still felt a sense of guilt and powerlessness as an emperor.

But she doesn't know whether the people of Daliang under her rule were like these Song people in a foreign country, suffering, suffering, and struggling to survive.

For the first time in her life, Wei Shu realized that she felt the same way as those rebels back then.

They may not be wrong.

They were just like the heads hanging high in front of the gate of Linufang, they made a choice out of desperation.

The difference between the two is that the latter failed, but the former broke into the palace, killed the empress, and finally turned the tide.

"This matter is definitely not something I can do alone."

Wei Shu's voice was so soft that even she herself couldn't hear it.

Personal courage and courage cannot change anything at all.

If we want to change the situation, we need a larger force that also comes from the source, and this force must also gather everyone from the emperor to the common people before it can finally become powerful.

Gathering such strength requires a long period of time and united persistence. However, the Song Dynasty doesn't even want to fight a war, so what else can it do?

And in such a situation, all Wei Shu could do was to stand quietly like this, watching, speechless.

Blood splattered five steps, and she was pleased with her grudges. This was the desire of her soul-inhabiting body.

As a warrior, she wanted to draw her sword, cut off the golden man's head, gouge out the ugly tattoos, and flatten the corner gate, the mansion, the streets and the city stained with blood.

But in the end, she gently placed her hand on the food box, and her eyes became calm.

She is Aqisi.

But, it’s Wei Shu even more.

Wild laughter echoed in the alley.

Wei Shu closed her eyes slightly and took a few deep breaths.

The air of early spring was like a sharpened blade, cutting open the end of her nose and cutting into her chest, gradually cooling her heart.

She lowered her gaze, and then lowered it, until it was as low as the square inch in front of her eyes.

She saw some dust on the food box, so she wiped it off carefully with her sleeves, straightened her dress, and bent down to sweep away the mud spots on her shoes.

The noise in front finally calmed down.

As the narrow wooden door closed, everything was hidden inside.

Wei Shuwu stood alone at the entrance of the alley, with the high wall blocking the dim setting sun. Half of her body was bathed in shadow, and the scar on her forehead looked a bit ferocious.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly the sound of footsteps came from behind me.

Wei Shu's ears moved.

The maid finally came back.

When she turned to look at her, Wei Shu's usual gentle smile appeared on her face, and she greeted in a soft voice: "Sister, I'm here. I've been waiting for a long time."

The maid also knew that she was late, so she just nodded to Wei Shu, passed her with her waistband held high, and walked quickly to the corner door to knock on it.

"Squeaky-" The wooden door immediately opened half of the door. The steward who was waiting here stretched his head to take a look, and muttered unhappily: "It's almost dark."

She was here specifically to wait for the two maids from Baihuayuan to return home. After waiting for a long time, she did not check carefully. When she saw that the number of people was consistent, she took another look at the waist tag in the maid's hand and verified that it was correct.

After that, he hastily made a few points on the directory with a red pen, and went off in a hurry.

The maid was afraid that she would be upset, so she kept smiling and apologizing. Seeing that she was leaving in a hurry, she hurriedly chased after her, and stuffed the box of rouge she had just bought into her hand. You two pushed me to get out of the way.

He had to move quickly, and by the time Wei Shu arrived, the two of them had already disappeared.

Wei Shu simply stopped and stood by the door.

She still needs some time.

Just now, the murderous intention was aroused by the two golden men. At this moment, the Dantian was churning like burning oil, and the congested cold air was also stirred up. The coldness and heat merged and attacked, and Wei Shu seemed to be in a raging flame and a snow cave at the same time.

During the period, the upper body was hot and the lower body was cold.

Fortunately, she had already entered the mansion at this time, and the maid had gone back to Baihuayuan for business. It didn't hurt that Wei Shu was slower, so she stood still and adjusted her breath, waiting for the conflict between cold and heat in her body to become less intense.

Only then did he take a step forward.

The woman guarding the corner gate had white hair and a hunched back. She stood tremblingly under the eaves. Seeing Wei Shu finally come in, she smiled in a hurry to please. As she closed the door, she used the stumbling Jin Guo.

Say hello to her:

"You...you are back."

Her Jin Guohua has a strong Jiangnan accent.

Twenty years have passed, and her hair has turned gray, but her native accent has not changed.

Wei Shu smiled and stared at the drooping pale head in front of her. After a while, she took out a few copper coins from her skirt pocket and handed them to the old woman familiarly.

"Grandma, thank you for your hard work."

She speaks Chinese dialect.

"Thank you very much." The old grandma still spoke an unfamiliar Jinguo dialect. After taking the copper coin, she carefully counted it several times and murmured vaguely and joyfully: "Grandma... I have some candy...

…”

A'nan is her daughter's nickname.

She seemed to have forgotten that her grandmother was no longer here many years ago.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Qi... Miss Qi... has returned home..." The old woman's voice came, filled with deep fear, her pale hair trembling in the wind, it seemed like the three names of "Miss Qi"

What kind of spell is this word? Once mentioned, it will attract evil spirits who can eat people.

Wei Shu said softly: "Yes, I saw it too."

The two golden soldiers with cow heads painted on them just now were the escorts who went hunting with Huazhen at the other village.

It seems that Hua Zhen has gained a lot this time. The group of slaves wearing nooses is the "bet" she has won in the past few days.

The nobles of Baishuang City once had a very cruel custom, which was to release slaves into the mountains and then hunt them down. Whoever killed the most "prey" would be the winner.

Nowadays, with the implementation of the Jin Kingdom's policy of appeasing the Song people, this kind of hunting has become much more hidden, and is only occasionally carried out among the top nobles. Linu has also been divided into two parts, one part is the prey, and the other is the prey.

Part of it is a bet.

Wei Shu lowered her eyes and dusted the corner of her skirt, and two words suddenly appeared in her mind:

Should be punished.
Chapter completed!