Qin Jingqing rubbed his belly and walked out of the hut. Looking at the sky full of dark clouds, he guessed that the rain would not stop for a while, so he casually found a wooden board from beside him to cover his head and ran all the way to the house. Rush away. The hut is about ten feet away from the house. Fortunately, this wooden board is big enough. Otherwise, if it rains so heavily, let alone ten feet away, I'm afraid I'll be drowned in just three or five steps.
Arriving under the eaves, Qin Jingqing carefully leaned the wooden board against the wall and shook off the remaining water droplets on his sleeves.
Looking at the bad weather, Qin Jingqing thought that if the rain continued, his trip back to Chang'an tomorrow would be delayed. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but cursed secretly. But it’s no wonder that Qin Jingqing would vent his grievances on God. After all, there have been too many accidents and twists and turns in what he has experienced these days. He thought that after Meng Yong controlled Luodu, he could quickly end the mission and return to Chang’an to return to his life. Unexpectedly, these people broke through There were more things happening one by one. First, Ji Si asked to confirm that Prime Minister Feng had indeed been imprisoned, and then Meng Yong was good at making suggestions and secretly contacted the Northern Wei Dynasty. The combination of these things greatly delayed his return, and the sudden bad weather was the straw that broke the camel's back. It was no wonder that Qin Jingqing's mentality was unbalanced.
Qin Jingqing's clothes were not completely dry when a cool breeze blew by, making him shiver unconsciously. At this time, he seemed to be the only superfluous person in the entire compound. He could neither leave nor go back while standing under the eaves. I am afraid that Qin Jingqing could not fully understand what it means to be "lonely and cold".
snort! One day when I become famous and hold a high official position, when I come to Luodu again, I will see that all of you ministers from a small country are still bowing their heads and greeting me with smiles! Qin Jingqing thought angrily.
Thinking about it, the current thorny matter still needs to be resolved. Qin Jingqing looked back at the door with a slightly resentful look in his eyes. But when he saw the door, his eyes changed from resentment to doubt - obviously he I closed the door when I left the house, why is it open now? Could it be that the people inside have left? Or is it that someone else went in?
With a trace of curiosity, Qin Jingqing tiptoed toward the door of the house, but before he could get closer, a pungent fishy smell floated into his nose, making Qin Jingqing feel uncomfortable because the smell reminded him of that day in the prison. Disgusting sight.
Maybe it's the smell of earth after the rain, Qin Jingqing explained to himself...
Qin Jingqing then held his breath and continued to slowly approach the door. But when he used one eye to take a clear look at the scene inside the house, he almost collapsed on the ground in fear. At this time, the house was in a mess, and the ground was covered with blood. A dozen lively guards had fallen to the ground in a staggered state, obviously lifeless. As for the eunuchs who had no power to restrain the chickens, they were not spared. Judging from their expressions before they died, they seemed to have suffered a lot. Big shock. At this time, the scene in the whole house is like a sheepfold that has been bloodbathed by wolves. How can the word 'miserable' be used! Fortunately, Qin Jingqing held his breath and didn't make a sound, otherwise he would have screamed on the spot, just like his daughter did when she saw a spider land on her face.
Just when Qin Jingqing was so frightened that he couldn't move, an unpleasant sound suddenly came from the ground, like a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat and unable to be coughed out. Qin Jingqing looked around tremblingly and saw a man with a bloody face covering his neck with his hands while struggling to crawl out of the pile of dead people. Perhaps he struggled too hard, and blood was pouring from his neck. Taking a closer look, Qin Jingqing discovered that this person was none other than Ji Si! Compared with the high-spirited appearance when he arrived, Ji Si at this time was like a chicken that had not yet given up its life, but was struggling to its death.
There was a strong desire for survival in Ji Si's eyes. His eyes were so wide that his eyeballs were about to pop out. It was obvious that Ji Si noticed Qin Jingqing outside the door. He stretched out his right hand with all his strength and reached out to this only person. The person who could save his life, but he didn't know that in Qin Jingqing's eyes, his current appearance was no different from an evil ghost in hell who was tortured but could not die.
Qin Jingqing was completely frightened. He sat down on the ground and looked at the bloody man crawling towards him in horror.
Just when Ji Si's arm was about to touch the door, a bright light suddenly flashed across. The light was as fast as lightning, making Qin Jingqing dizzy and telling him to put his hands in front of his eyes.
"Woo-wu-wu-"
Several low-pitched wails sounded, seemingly coming from Ji Si's mouth.
Qin Jingqing looked through the gap between his fingers and saw that Ji Si's originally white arm was cut into two parts like a lotus root cut off by a kitchen knife. The ghastly white bones appeared in front of him. No matter how hard Ji Si's fate was, he would be afraid. Unable to stop such heavy injuries, he watched in despair as his half-missing arm fell down, without even the strength to twitch.
Qin Jingqing was so frightened that his limbs were paralyzed, and at this moment a figure suddenly appeared in front of him! Looking up, he found a fair-skinned young man who was incompatible with the scene before him, standing in front of him with an expressionless expression——
The room was filled with blood, but the young man's body seemed to be spotless. Except for a few drops of blood on his trousers and cuffs, most of the other parts were still clean. If she hadn't held a sharp Miao knife in her hand, Qin Jingqing would have been It is suspected that this person is a fairy who has just descended from the sky.
Red blood flowed down the blade drop by drop. Young Master Wen He bent down and picked up Ji Si's broken arm. She lightly stepped over the corpse in front of her and came to Qin Jingqing step by step. Facing the almost monster-like Master Wen He, Qin Jingqing lay in the mud and shivered in despair.
He...he...what is he going to do! ? Is it...does it mean...that you want to kill yourself to silence yourself?
Qin Jingqing was weak, lonely and helpless. Facing Mr. Wen He who was approaching step by step, he wanted to cry but had no tears.
Ke Wen and Young Master didn't seem to intend to take Qin Jingqing's life. She came to Qin Jingqing and threw Ji Si's arm into Qin Jingqing's arms.
Yu Wen's still-remaining arm didn't seem to know that it had left the body, and its fingers still twitched slightly. Seeing this scene, Qin Jingqing couldn't stand it anymore and turned around and vomited wildly.
Young Master Wenhe waited for Qin Jingqing quietly. When he had nothing to vomit in his stomach and could only retch, she said lightly: "Take this arm back to your little emperor. He should recognize it."
Qin Jingqing wiped the dirt from the corner of his mouth. He first looked at Young Master Wenhe, then looked down at the arms in his arms. At this time, the residual arm had completely calmed down, and the dazzling ring was motionless on the finger.
Seeing Qin Jingqing's understanding, Young Master Wenhe continued: "Remember to tell him not to do any more petty tricks."
What...what little move? He...what is he talking about...? No...no...run...I have to run back quickly...
Where does Qin Jingqing still have the courage to think too much? Looking at the stern-faced Master Wen He, he nodded repeatedly, fearing that the other party would chop off his arm if he was dissatisfied.
"roll."
Young Master Wenhe turned around and left without saying a word.
Qin Jingqing felt like he was being pardoned. He held his bloody arms and ran out crawling. He only regretted that his parents had given him two fewer legs. When he ran to the door of the compound, he saw an ugly, twisted coachman leading a carriage and standing quietly not far away. He seemed to be waiting for someone, and beside him On the ground, Meng Yong's fierce-looking soldiers were all lying on the ground with pale faces, their lips were purple, and their expressions showed a hint of pain, as if they had been poisoned. How dare Qin Jingqing meddle in such 'nothing'? Before the driver, who looked like a snake, scorpion and centipede, could turn around and see him, he quickly jumped into the woods behind him and completely disappeared.
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At the residence of the Prime Minister of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Meng Yan's face was glowing. It was obvious that he was in a good mood, because this woman from the Northern Wei Dynasty, who would make the Central Plains tremble when she stomped her feet, treated him with courtesy and treated him as a distinguished guest. Although there has been little progress in business these days, he enjoys such attention and courtesy. It seems that he can use his sharp tongue to make Zhou Chen and the Northern Wei Dynasty reach some kind of agreement. This is undoubtedly a good thing for Zhou Chen. It is a great good thing for the Meng family - the Feng family, which was once prosperous for a while, has no power to fight back. From now on, Zhou Chen will have the final say with the Meng family!
Meng Yan raised his wine glass and toasted to the female minister again. The female minister smiled and raised the glass and responded. Although the female minister only took a shallow sip, how many people could toast this woman? How many people can make this woman hold a wine glass? Meng Yan drank the wine in the glass proudly, and then showed the empty wine glass reverently, full of sincerity.
Seeing Meng Yan's first signs of drunkenness, the female prime minister smiled and waved her hands. The dancers who were dancing gracefully understood, stopped twisting and retreated in an orderly manner. These dancers had graceful figures and delicate looks, which made Meng Yan's belly feel hot. When he saw them suddenly retreating, Meng Yan still had some unfinished thoughts.
"Prime Minister Wei, this is..." Although Meng Yan felt a little itchy, facing the female prime minister, he could only ask with a smile.
The female prime minister replied calmly: "Just now, Ben Xiang suddenly thought of a few questions. Ben Xiang is a person who can't hold back his words. He wanted to ask Mr. Meng for advice immediately. Don't blame Mr. Meng."
"It's an honor to be able to answer questions for Prime Minister Wei. Prime Minister, I just said it's okay."
Seeing that the female prime minister wanted to ask him a question, Meng Yan's drunkenness immediately dissipated. He keenly sensed that the female prime minister wanted to talk to him about business.
The female Prime Minister smiled and said: "General Meng sent you here this time, I'm afraid it's not just for me, Wei, to be a witness, right?"
Meng Yan's face darkened slightly, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes. Where was the hint of drunkenness? But in the blink of an eye, he put on a smiling face again, his expression was full of drunkenness, and he said slowly: "The Prime Minister is joking, my brother sent me here for this purpose only, the Northern Wei Dynasty is the number one in the Central Plains It’s a big country, and it’s adjacent to me, Zhou and Chen, so it’s natural that we’ll have to deal with the prime minister in the future.”
