"He...maybe he is a military adviser."
In short, he couldn't be Yu Wensheng. The name "Liu Fengmian" was clearly written on the marriage certificate and household registration book she signed with him under the witness of Xiang Zuo.
Furthermore, she had never heard anyone say that Yu Wensheng had an eye problem, so could it be that Yu Wensheng had anticipated an ambush and deliberately used Liu Fengmian as a stand-in for him to protect him from harm?
Extending it to the fact that he drowned near the camp, maybe he also encountered a crisis like this.
Qiu put her down, with a sullen look on her face, feeling that she had been preparing for so long but failed in the end, which was a shame for an assassin.
"Are you sure he is not Yu Wensheng?"
Zheng Quchi thought for a while and asked: "I had close contact with Yu Wensheng in the camp at that time. His eyes were unfathomable and more terrifying than a dead body. But Liu Fengmian has an eye disease. You didn't see it just now. His eyes were covered with tears." Got gauze?"
"...Oh." Qiu responded weakly.
Zheng Quchi walked in silence for a while, then turned back and asked curiously: "Why have you been following me?"
If the mission failed, wasn't he supposed to do whatever he was supposed to do? Whether it's a complaint or a normal reporting task, it's all up to him.
Qiu lowered his eyes: "I have no place to live."
"so what?"
He turned his face and said confidently: "I have seen it. The new home you built is very beautiful. I want to live in it too."
"..." Zheng Quchi took a deep breath.
What a shameless person!
She still clearly remembered that not long ago, because she planned to refuse the assassination mission, she was regarded as a traitor by him and planned to clean up the house. How could he want to live in her house without any guilt now?
Eat shit if you want.
Zheng Quchi decisively refused: "There is no extra room."
This is also true.
At that time, her family was in urgent need of a place to stay. They were poor and urgent, so she could only plan three bungalows for their immediate needs. They would build them if the population increased in the future.
But this problem is not a big problem for Qiu: "I can continue to live in the same room with you."
"My eldest brother and Yaomei are timid. Your whereabouts are unclear and you often appear and disappear. You will scare them."
"Your parents are disciples of the Mo family, and so are your three brothers and sisters, but why do you keep hiding it from them and not letting your eldest brother know that you are working for the Mo family?" Qiu didn't understand.
Zheng Quchi didn't know much about this, but she knew that Brother Sang hated and avoided everything about their past, the death of his parents, and even the name she once used in the Mo family.
If he knew that she was working as an assassin for the Mo family, she didn't know what he would do.
She didn't want to talk to Qiu anymore, and when she was about to change the subject, she suddenly remembered something that she had ignored.
She said in a tight voice: "You said before that the people from the Julu Kingdom lured Yu Wensheng and the others to go out in spring because they had already set up traps there?"
"Um."
"What kind of ambush can the thirty-odd cavalrymen break through? What if it's not Yu Wensheng who fights, but someone else?"
Qiu: "Sima Moye from the Julu Kingdom is not one-tenth as good as Yu Wensheng in martial arts, but he was able to escape from Yu Wensheng every time they fought, relying on his unpredictable skills. "
This sentence can be regarded as answering all the doubts in Zheng Quchi's heart.
"A child with a sharp weapon can kill a hungry dog."
Even Yu Wensheng couldn't handle the mechanical killing weapons of the Julu Kingdom, let alone the others.
"What's wrong with you?" Qiu tilted her head and stared at her, feeling that she was facing a very difficult choice now.
With the last glimmer of hope brewing in his eyes, Zheng Quchi asked Qiu: "How old are you? Are you married? Do you have a formal household registration in Ye country? Are you willing to marry into your family?"
Qiu was stunned for a long time by her repeated questions, and then said: "Fifteen, no, no, not willing."
Zheng Quchi was very disappointed because she had finally convinced herself that since Qiu dared to come to her door, she would dare to eat young grass and not think about the unlucky son-in-law who cheated her, and let him die.
But she never dreamed that this young grass was not even sixteen. No matter how crazy she was, she couldn't chew it.
"Shit!"
Zheng Quchi cursed lowly, turned around, and then, with all his courage and unknown anger, he ran towards the road out of Chundu.
The wind blew up her face and clothes, and like an angry bird, she wanted to snatch back the "bird eggs" stolen by the "green pig".
Qiu was startled and chased after him: "Chizi, where are you going?"
Zheng Quchi gritted his teeth and his eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger.
She secretly cursed, Yu Wensheng is a bitch, she knows how to avoid danger, but she wants to let her weak husband who can't take care of himself take the risk. He also has eye problems.
If he died this time, wouldn't she, a newlywed, become a widow?
Of course, this is not important. What is important is that Ye State is a country that urges marriage at the risk of death. Even young widows have to participate in the procession of sending relatives to contribute to the country's birth of children.
And next time, she doesn't know if she will be so lucky to meet a suitable candidate like "Liu Fengmian".
So she set a bottom line for herself.
You won't give up on him easily without endangering your own safety.
——
Chun Chu Ferry is a ferry in the countryside of Fu County. This place has been abandoned for a long time due to the severe drought in recent years and the river has dried up.
When Zheng Quchi arrived at the ferry, he did not go up immediately. Instead, he found a higher and concealed position, intending to observe the situation first.
She saw the dock where the river bed had been exposed. The blood was spreading in the shape of branches and vines. Many people had fallen. She could see that two teams of people were fighting each other here not long ago.
Seeing that no one else was around, she ran over.
She took a deep breath and looked at the person lying on the ground. The cold and bloody smell on the other person's body made her fingertips numb.
Enduring the discomfort, she didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or have a headache. There was no such thing as her unlucky husband.
Bang, bang, bang! There was a faint sound of metal colliding violently from the river beach to the east.
Zheng Quchi turned his eyes and looked at the unobstructed river beach. He chose a roundabout way and cautiously approached from the tree slope on the river beach.
The craftsman's caution is engraved in her bones.
She squatted next to an oak tree, kicked away the fallen acorns, and gently separated the withered yellow weeds half a person's height in front of her, and looked down -
I saw a thrilling battle going on on the river beach. One side of the black-armored army put up wooden shields to resist the other side's long-range shooting. They refused to retreat even though they were dead or injured, just because there was a captured person behind them. The man's hands and feet were locked, and his wrists and ankles were covered in blood.
The man put on a black and white mask again, but judging from the clothes on his body, he should be "Liu Fengmian".
