No way?
Come again?
For Zheng Quchi, this piece of paper that came from nowhere was like a hot potato. She wanted to throw it away immediately.
In fact, she did.
She raised her hands and used the cover of her soft sleeves to tear them into pieces, and then threw them bit by bit on the dark street.
Even if some of the pieces of paper are picked up tomorrow morning and have not been blown away by the wind, it will be impossible to piece together a complete sentence.
"Why don't you leave?" Yu Wensheng turned to ask her.
After going downstairs, he put on a gilt mask, covering the upper half of his face.
After Zheng Quchi threw it away, he pushed the wheelchair back to him: "No, I'm just a little tired and want to take a rest..."
He held her hand: "Are you tired? Then stop pushing."
"Just rest. It's rare for us to come out to play tonight. I want to see more." She said with a smile.
"Look, there seems to be a bonfire dance ahead." Zheng Quchi didn't want him to pursue the matter any further, so he deliberately changed the subject: "What kind of dance is this? Why do they wear animal skins and no shoes, and they still sit around the bonfire, Holding a torch and spinning around in circles?”
Yu Wensheng raised his eyes, stared for a moment, and said: "This is the Yilong Dance. Since the most primitive times, people have had an inexplicable respect for fire. They dance around the bonfire. First, they remember the grace of their ancestors who discovered fire. Secondly, it is also a tribute to the fire.”
Zheng Quchi suddenly nodded, but then asked: "In the middle of the bonfire, there is a woman looking up to the sky and raising her hands. Why?"
"Sacrifice."
"Sacrifice? Why do we still need to sacrifice?"
"When there is fire, there will naturally be water that is incompatible with it. However, since ancient times, water disasters have caused people to suffer, floods and droughts, and people have suffered. Therefore, some people have proposed to sacrifice a person to heaven in the midst of a strong fire, in order to ask God to protect the people. "
When Zheng Quchi heard this, he immediately lost interest in the dance.
"You can get God's blessing by sacrificing a human life? Then why does it have to be a woman?"
"It's just a group of ignorant people comforting themselves. As for why it's a woman, it's just because in a patriarchal world, women have always been just vassals. One less woman, one less wife, one less sister can be exchanged for more. People’s lives are stable, and no one thinks it’s not worthwhile.”
Zheng Quchi didn't show much anger after hearing this. She just asked: "What about you, do you think so too?"
Yu Wensheng thought for a moment and did not deny it: "If you are asking for the greatest benefit at the lowest cost, and to achieve a certain goal at the expense of sacrifice, I think anyone would do it."
Zheng Quchi walked around to him, squatted down, and raised his face: "What if this person needs to be sacrificed, is it me?"
Yu Wensheng lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What are you talking about?"
As long as he was around, no one would dare to sacrifice her to heaven.
"Feng Mian, if you include me among those women who are vassal to men, do you think it's worthwhile to exchange one's life for some kind of benefit?"
Seeing that she insisted on comparing himself with others, Yu Wensheng was slightly angry: "Zheng Quchi, it can't be you."
She chuckled and said slowly: "What's so special about me, why can't it be me? If you despise women like other people, then I will also not get the respect of others."
When Yu Wensheng heard her words, he suddenly remembered that Fu Rong had said not long ago that how his subordinates would view Zheng Quchi depended on his attitude.
And now Zheng Quchi also feels that he will treat her with the same attitude towards women in the world.
But in fact, Yu Wensheng is very fair.
What he said just now holds the same weight for him, regardless of whether he is a man or a woman, but for all people.
Only the fact that she was his wife made it any different.
He suddenly seemed to understand the meaning of her self-deprecating words just now.
Everyone has their own specialness in their eyes, but others cannot see it. Therefore, what Zheng Quchi wants is not his own recognition, but wants women in this world to no longer be sacrificed and looked down upon.
Seeing that he was silent, Zheng Quchi stood up, pretended to smile relaxedly, and said: "Okay, I just sighed casually, this dance doesn't seem to be interesting, let's go elsewhere."
The two continued to wander, and Zheng Quchi saw the old man playing tricks on birds. This is a skill that has long been lost. His eyes widened as he laughed and clapped his hands with the others. He also saw the young men and women juggling, holding bowls and Toe over the rope...
While walking and stopping along the way, she would exchange her thoughts with Liu Fengmian from time to time, and would also ask him about things she didn't understand.
Although Liu Fengmian was not interested in these things, he was infected by her high mood and kept smiling, forgetting everything else, and kept talking to her all the way.
At this time, another stranger secretly stuffed a wad of paper into her through the passing of people.
Zheng Quchi froze.
She took a deep breath.
But this time, she didn't get angry and threw it away.
"Feng Mian, please wait for me here. I just ate a bunch of oily fruits and I seem to have a stomachache. I'll be back soon." She made an excuse.
The county has public toilets, mainly to prevent people from defecating and causing plague mosquitoes.
Yu Wensheng had no choice but to say: "Don't eat random food on the street. If you feel uncomfortable, go there quickly."
She pushed him under the eaves of the building, where the flow of people coming and going was not "turbulent" and would not bump into him. Then she ran away and opened the paper ball that someone wanted to show her.
Under the long bridge, beside the willow tree embankment, we see each other.
What?
The content on this paper does not look like a secret code for a delicate connection, but more like a man and a woman making an appointment after dusk...
Zheng Quchi stared at it in surprise.
Could it be that this is a romantic debt incurred by Sang Xuanqing in the past? Anyway, since she traveled through time, she has never provoked a man who would write her "see you or see you".
But she also thought it was impossible. Sang Xuanqing clearly liked Mo Ye and should not be emotionally entangled with other men, so this should be a code for contact, but she didn't understand it.
Now the question is, will she go?
If she doesn't go, the other party's attitude seems to keep sending various people to secretly deliver messages to her without mercy.
Go, if there is any trap here...
She was clearly Zheng Quchi in women's clothing now, not Sang Xuanqing in men's clothing. She couldn't figure out who would need to meet her secretly...
She glanced at Liu Fengmian's location not far away. If she refused to go, would she annoy him and bring disaster to him?
Finally, Zheng Quchi plucked up the courage and came to the arch bridge.
She believed that the other party probably didn't want to kill her. As for the rest, as long as she didn't die, she could always find a way to get out of the dangerous situation.
Sliding from the embankment to the riverside, the bridge above suppressed a cold darkness. She was looking around, and the next second she was pulled in by the people who had been waiting there all morning.
"Zheng Quchi, why did you come here just now?"
A young male voice yelled angrily.
She raised her eyes in fright, only to see a man in black. He was very tall, and his whole body was filled with a chilling chill.
Zheng Quchi has seen a lot recently and seems to be able to barely distinguish the aura of others.
He is... just like an assassin. Because he kills too many creatures and his eyes are fierce, there will be a long-lasting evil aura lingering on his body.
People like Yu Wensheng or Qiu.
"Who are you……"
The man lowered his face, and in the darkness under the bridge, there was a faint refraction of water, and he mocked: "Are you stupid? It has only been a few years, and you have forgotten who I am?"
Sure enough, he is an acquaintance of Sang Xuanqing...
"...you?"
When his eyes touched the very special crossbow he was carrying behind his back, Zheng Quchi suddenly remembered the name.
This is all because Qiu once inadvertently mentioned that Sang Xuanqing and Yao's crossbow skills were tied for first place among the younger generation of the Mo family.
"Assuming you have a conscience, you still remember me, an old friend who has been forgotten for many years." He stretched out his knuckles and tapped her head.
Zheng Quchi covered his head, but felt greatly relieved.
It seems that this person has a good relationship with Sang Xuanqing, and he also knows that she is a woman...
"How did you come?"
Although she asked like this, Zheng Quchi was not stupid. Once she learned that he was from the Mo family, she somewhat guessed the reason why he came to find her.
"Zhizi, tell me, what happened, and why was Qiu caught by Yu Wensheng?" He grabbed her shoulders, not allowing her to back down.
Aren't there so many others? Does he only care about Qiu?
"I don't know. I wasn't there at the time. They didn't trust me, so naturally they wouldn't arrange for me to do some important things. I was only responsible for cleaning up the aftermath for them and being their scapegoat." Zheng Quchi lowered his eyes and said calmly.
Hearing this, you frowned tightly, opened your mouth, and swallowed back what you wanted to say.
He let go of her, and his tone softened a lot: "That's all, you don't know what I am doing, but you have to help me rescue Qiu."
Damn it, she knew she couldn't escape the fate of being a young kid!
But she did not refuse in a hurry, but asked tentatively: "Save him only? Where are the others?"
Hearing her question, Ya looked at her with a helpless and speechless look: "I heard that you have matured at Yu Wensheng's place. Don't you know that you can save someone from that living hell Yu Wensheng?" , it is already a catastrophic matter, the others...the Mohist family can give up."
Of course Zheng Quchi knew how terrifying Yu Wensheng was, but what she wondered about was why the Mo family was obsessed with rescuing Qiu when they could leave other people behind.
"Who exactly is Qiu?"
You avoided her eyes: "I'm not sure either."
No, he definitely knew, he just didn't want to tell her.
Zheng Quchi grimaced: "Then I can't help you with anything."
But you said with deep meaning: "Of course you can. Do you think I came to you rashly? During this period, I often heard the name Sang Xuanqing mentioned by key people."
Zheng Quchi pushed him away angrily: "So, do you want to kill me? I finally got rid of suspicion in Yu Wensheng, and now you just want me to exchange Qiu's life, right?"
Yao's expression froze, and then he stared at her and pulled her: "Of course not, I just need you to provide an opportunity, and then I will do it, and you don't have to do anything after that."
Opportunity?
Since it was an opportunity, it was naturally a secret that few people could find out. If she knew about it, told him about it, and helped him successfully rescue the person, what about her?
Is Yu Wensheng that stupid? Can't you find her as a suspicious person?
Zheng Quchi couldn't help but said with hatred: "伢, do you know... how I got to where I am today step by step? I was threatened by the Mo family for a while, and coerced by Yu Wensheng for a while, but I never really trusted either side. Me, I can be abandoned by them at any time and sacrificed by them at will. What do you think I am trying to do? Is it because I have lived too long and I have to die?"
Hearing what she said, you hugged her distressedly.
Zheng Quchi wanted to struggle away, but heard you solemnly speak to her.
"... I'm sorry, please help me for the last time. From now on, I will never come to look for you again. After I save Qiu, I will go with him to ask for a favor from the leader of the Mohist family, so that you can completely break away from the Mohist family. , live the free life you dream of.”
Zheng Quchi was shocked when he heard this.
She said in disbelief: "You, you really can do it?"
You held her little face in his hands, bent down his narrow waist, and said seriously: "Yes, Qiu is more important to the Mo family than you think. If you save him, you will definitely achieve what you want."
As if persuaded by the determination and words in his eyes, Zheng Quchi hesitated for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, he made a decision: "Okay, just this time, the last time."
——
Returning to Liu Fengmian's side again, Zheng Quchi's emotions were visible to the naked eye.
"What's wrong with you? Still feeling uncomfortable?"
Liu Fengmian turned his head and asked her.
Zheng Quchi came back to his senses and remembered that he had just excused himself to leave. Now he could only lie and say: "No, it's much better. It's just that it's too late and I'm a little sleepy."
"Then let's go back." Liu Fengmian had no doubt that he was there.
Zheng Quchi was a little worried: "Are we just going to go back like this?"
Liu Fengmian smiled and clapped his hands, and a carriage with black cover and red accessories came over, driven by a tall man wearing a hat.
He could arrange all this easily, while Zheng Quchi just watched silently.
She picked up Liu Fengmian and got into the carriage. After the carriage moved, Zheng Quchi said: "Fengmian, it seems that we have never had a good chat about each other since we got married. I thought you were just a person without any background, or Said, you will marry me just because you need to find a place to shelter temporarily, so you chose me among the many women choosing a bride."
She sighed with some disappointment: "But now I realize that I was wrong. You seem to be lacking everything."
Yu Wensheng raised his dark sleeves like flowing clouds at his side, and a faint fragrance spread out, as misty as mist. He raised his eyes to look at her: "What do you want to ask?"
He made this arrangement deliberately, not only to satisfy her, but also to tell her his true identity in a showdown tonight.
Zheng Quchi was mentally prepared, and she asked directly: "Liu Fengmian, who are you?"
Yu Wensheng seemed to have been waiting for this moment. His eyes traced Zheng Quchi's eyebrows and face: "Before answering this question, can I ask you a question first?"
"Of course." She immediately sat upright.
"Have you heard of the name Yu Wensheng?" After he asked, his meticulous eyes did not miss any emotional changes on her face.
(End of chapter)
