Chapter 64 A promise
Chapter 64 Yipu
Balin Right Banner, Duoluo County Prince's Mansion, East Court stable.
"The princess gives me a new name, so there is no need to 'Boole'!" Wenxiu lowered her head and replied in a low voice.
"What's the name?" Cao Yong asked.
"Muqin." Wenxiu hesitated for a while and replied timidly.
Cao Yong had been outside the Great Wall for several months. Although Mongolia could not speak, he could understand the words of each. "Muwuqi" means waste, and it is naturally difficult to describe a girl's name.
Cao Yong thought about helping Wenxiu redeem himself. When he met again and again, he was somewhat destined to be somewhat destined. Moreover, she had been implicated by him and was whipped by Princess Tana.
"You are here? Why haven't I seen you in the past two days?" Cao Yong asked, "I will find a way to help you get out of the palace in the past two days. You can go back to Beijing with me first, and wait until you find out about your situation, and then send it to your house."
Wenxiu was delighted at first, and opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but soon the light in her eyes dimmed again. After a while, she sighed quietly: "My mercy is unforgettable to me, but Wenxiu cannot go back..."
Cao Yong said in confusion: "Why? Don't worry about Princess Tana, I will find a way to redeem you."
Wenxiu said with tears in his eyes: "Wenxiu has been abducted for more than twelve years. Now, I am afraid that everyone in the city will know it. Even if you return to the End, you will have a reputation, which will detract from the family. It would be better than to be outside, good fortune and misfortune are your own life and have nothing to do with your family..."
In this era, women's reputation is more important than anything else. One person loses his integrity and the whole family is shamed. If he is in Jiangnan, it is not impossible to be afraid of being soaked in a pig cage.
Cao Yong frowned when he heard this, and was very fed by the cannibal ethics. He said to Wenxiu: "You want to twist it. If you are close relatives, you will thank God when you see you safe. How can you care about this false reputation? If you are an outsider, what will you do if you say whatever you want? If you really can't, move to a foreign land and start over. Why bother with the grievances of wandering around and becoming slaves because of the small amount!"
Wen Xiu was moved when she heard it, her face was not as desperate as before, but she still had hesitation.
Cao Yong knew that she had to consider it, so he didn't force him to ask, "You haven't said why you are here, Chaolu?"
Wen Xiu said: "I am impatient today. I accidentally punched something and was punished to work in the stable. I went to drink at Uncle Lu."
As he was speaking, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded behind him. When Cao Yong turned around, he saw a man wearing a brown Mongolian robe leading his horse away.
Wenxiu came over to help Cao Yong lead the horse and said, "The man had clearly entered the yard just now. I thought he had left when I heard from Uncle Chaolu that he was not here."
Cao Yong nodded, feeling that the man's back looked familiar, and he couldn't remember it for a moment. During these days, he followed the Sixteenth Prince to hunt around and there were indeed many Mongolian men. He just left without saying hello, which was a bit unconforming to the Mongolian man's generousness. Seeing Wenxiu staggering and his legs were still unstraight, he asked: "Have you been injured last time yet? Have you looked for a doctor? I'll ask someone to send you some medicine. The wounds will be damaged for a hundred days. It's better to use the medicinal wine frequently."
Wen Xiu squeezed out a smile and said, "Thank you, Lord Cao, for your concern last time, the injury was healed. I was just punished by the nanny to kneel on the stone floor outside for two hours, and my legs were a little inconvenient..."
This is the pain of being a slave. Cao Yong shook his head and said, "After all, your family is better. If you suffer these hardships, what else can you worry about? Can your relatives beat, scold, bully you?"
Wenxiu lowered her head and said nothing.
Cao Yong knew that she was afraid that she was in conflict, so he stopped this topic.
Wenxiu wanted to help Cao Yong clean his horse, but Cao Yong was reluctant. He fed a few buckets of water and poured it into the sink, tucked the hem of the clothes, rolled up his sleeves, and did it himself.
After washing the two horses of himself and the Sixteenth Prince, the dusk appeared slightly. Cao Yong looked at the sky and said to Wenxiu: "It's time to eat, how many more are there? I'll help you?"
Wen Xiu waved his hand quickly: "I can handle it. Sir, please go back quickly. I'm afraid someone will look for you for a while."
Cao Yong thought about it, and looked at Wenxiu's skillful horse brushing skills and much faster than himself. Tana had been perfunctory for several days, but she still didn't know what the girl had to follow. If she found this, she would probably involve Wenxiu again. Thinking of this, Cao Yong nodded to Wenxiu: "Then I'll go first. Don't be busy, come back after dinner, and don't miss the food you didn't have."
Wen Xiu smiled and said, "I will not get in the way, it will be fine in a while. Wuen will help me keep food."
Cao Yong nodded, washed his hands with a bucket of water, tidied up his clothes and left the stable. Not far away, he suddenly remembered the fact that he had just said he wanted to give Wenxiu medicinal wine, so he hurried back, intending to ask Wenxiu where he lives.
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As soon as he moved to the yard here, he heard a "bang" sound and another "cry" sound of water. Cao Yong also said that Wen Xiu had accidentally turned over the bucket. Thinking that her legs and feet were not smooth, she was afraid that she would fall, so he quickly moved to the stable, but the scene in front of him shocked him.
A man in a brown Mongolian robe tied Wenxiu's neck tightly with a horse whip. Wenxiu's eyes widened, her mouth wide open, and her hands tightly grasped the collar. Her struggle became smaller and smaller, and she would suffocate.
It is important to save people. Cao Yong didn't have time to think too much, so he picked up the bucket that rolled to his feet and threw it at the man.
The man did not expect Cao Yong to return. He was shocked and quickly let go, dodged the bucket, and whipped at Cao Yong without hesitation.
Cao Yong flashed sideways, and his eyes were scratching around and something that could serve as a weapon, but he had nothing but the bucket he threw over, and he couldn't help but secretly called terrible.
Who knew that the man was not good at using whips. He took a horse whip solely to pin people. He had no idea if he threw the whip out. He almost brought him with him when the whip whip swirled. He hurriedly threw away the whip, pulled out the Mongolian knife hanging from his waist, and prepared to fight in close combat.
What Cao Yong was most afraid of was this short fight. After a few rounds, he was sure to make progress and retreat. He kicked the man hard on the left calf bone. The man fell to the ground with a slant, and quickly became wise and moved away from Cao Yong. However, he couldn't stand up again.
Cao Yong swept quickly for a week, and blocked the man's retreat. He did not move, but stared at him coldly. Before the sky was over, Cao Yong saw the man's face clearly and completely unfamiliar. He couldn't help but wonder why he saw his back so familiar... Suddenly he woke up. This person was one of the assassins who assassinated Prince Wuliji by the Kalaqin River!
The assassin was originally two people, and this one was one in front of him, but he didn't know whether the scapegoat or the original one was responsible for the crime. I don't know how many of these assassins were. And since the assassin came to the door, he was afraid that Wenxiu was a witness, so he came to silence him. That night, Cao Yong remembered the wine pot and paper money that had been forgotten behind the stones by the river. It seemed that the assassin found Wenxiu through the person who was the other party. There were at least seven or eight hundred miles from Kalaqin to Balin, and he could actually track it down here.
The man kept staring at Cao Yong's face. Seeing that he was hesitating, he immediately seized the opportunity and suddenly broke out. His right leg was stretched out and he jumped up. The dancer's Mongolian sword cut off like Cao Yong.
Although Cao Yong was thinking about things, he was prepared for a long time. Yu Guang never left his body. Seeing that he was busy, he dodged and hit his wrist, causing the Mongolian sword to escape.
The man fell to the ground, looked at Wenxiu next to him, and then looked at Cao Yong, but he had a slightly smug smile.
With a "thump", Wenxiu fell to the ground. Cao Yong hurriedly looked over and saw that her face turned pale and she was gasping for fear of breathing with her mouth open.
Cao Yong was shocked and wanted to go over to save Wenxiu, but he was afraid that the man would move rashly, so he strongly watched the man kick the man in the back. The man spitted out a mouthful of blood, but he could not move.
Cao Yong stepped to Wenxiu and gently helped her up. He saw blood flowing from her back collar, and a dagger was inserted into her heart.
The dagger did not pierce into Wenxiu's heart, but it hurt her lungs. While Wenxiu's breathing, blood kept flowing out of her mouth and nose, and her eyes were a little confused.
Seeing Wenxiu's condition, Cao Yong knew that she was no longer able to do so. He was upset that he had come one step later. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
Wenxiu's face turned red gradually, a light flashed in her empty eyes, and she whispered: "Sir... Wenxiu wants to go home..."
Cao Yong knew that this was a rebirth, and he felt unspeakable. He clenched her hand and nodded vigorously: "Well, go home. Don't worry, I will definitely send you home... What do you still remember?"
Wenxiu's face showed joy, as if he was looking at Cao Yong, and as if he was looking at the distant sky: "The garden is full of osmanthus flowers, Wenxiu likes to eat osmanthus cakes the most...there are magpies chirping on it...the dad said that magpies are good for attracting wealth..."
"My sister is small, soft, and her eyes are the most beautiful... But she has lost her mother that day..."
"The wet nurse can sing a lot of songs...'One or two or three miles away, four or five houses in the village, six or seven pavilions, eighty or ninety flowers."
"There are also 'Big Windmills, the little wind comes, go to Yuhuatai, come back after eating noodles..." Wenxiu's voice gradually became ethereal, and a large amount of blood gushed out of her body, making her pronunciation become vague and finally turned into a slight humming.
Cao Yong couldn't help but listened to the song clearly, and when he heard the "Yuhuatai" body stiffened. Yuhuatai belonged to Jiangning. Is Wenxiu's home in Jiangning? He wanted to ask again, but Wenxiu's eyes closed and the sound dissipated in the evening breeze.
This miserable woman ended her miserable and short life.
"Jiangning, Guihuayuan, sister, Wenxiu, don't worry, I will send you home." Cao Yong clenched Wenxiu's hand, which was gradually losing body temperature, and expressed his promise to her in a deep voice.
Cao Yong was unstoppable to depression. If he had come to Bahrain early, if he had just noticed that man was wrong, if he...
Cao Yong put down Wen Xiu's hand, stood up and roared, rushed to the man and punched and kicked.
However, the man was always lying on the ground, motionless and silent. Cao Yong felt something was wrong, and squatted down and raised his face. Seeing a stream of black blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he had already died of poison.
When the guards of the County Prince's Mansion heard the strange sound, they saw Cao Yong standing alone in the yard. The two corpses on the ground were already cold, and the strong smell of blood filled the air and did not dissipate for a long time.
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Note: Nanjing Yuhuatai, this name began in the Song Dynasty.
Chapter completed!