When Xie Mengxia heard Leng Linjiang's words, she clicked her tongue twice: "But what you said makes some sense. She has been with Jiuchao for so long. If she is still a yellow flower girl, then either Jiuchao is useless, or she is It's not easy to use." He frowned tightly, puzzled: "No, how could such a beautiful girl not be easy to use? Well, it must be that Jiuchao is a good-for-nothing, a strong-willed person, otherwise, this beautiful girl How could you rather not be his concubine than escape from the capital?"
As he spoke, he showed a proud smile after seeing the truth.
Leng Linjiang: "..."
Xie Mengxia silently added another person to the small account book where she wanted to buy someone a big waist to replenish their health.
The building boat slowly calmed down and continued to rise and fall gently. It seemed to be moving slowly but in fact it was moving forward very fast. The night wind made the sails whistle.
The men on the deck relighted and hung up the lanterns that had fallen to the ground.
The night is getting darker, and apart from this single building boat, no other boats can be seen on the river.
The water waves seemed to be slow, but in fact they were rippling rapidly, with a little fluorescent light at the stern of the ship following it like a shadow.
In an extremely luxurious room on the second floor of the building, there was a scholar with a long beard sitting at the head. Behind him stood two ferocious-looking, bare-chested men holding swords. squint.
There was a young man kneeling on the ground in front of the scholar. The man raised his head and glanced at the big man holding a knife. He was frightened by the flesh and criss-crossing scars all over his body, and hurriedly lowered his head.
The two big men almost cried out of fear when they saw this thin little man, who was as thin as a chicken. They both smiled triumphantly, and the flesh on their bodies trembled.
The scholar rubbed a piece of mutton-fat jade pendant in his hand. The front of the jade pendant was engraved with auspicious cloud patterns, and the back was engraved with an exquisite Chinese character "cloud" in ancient script.
His expression condensed, he waved the jade pendant in front of Xiao Langjun, and said with a kind smile: "You said you are Han Changyun, the son of King Han?"
The young man raised his head and murmured with his angular thin lips: "Yes, yes, hero, spare my life. Those girls can be given to the hero, and all the belongings I brought can be given to the hero. I just ask the hero to let me off the boat."
The scholar still smiled gently and shook his head: "You said you are the son of King Han, but I don't believe it. How could King Han give birth to such a weak and useless coward like you, a military prince?"
At this time, Han Changyun was no longer as arrogant and domineering as when he was in Lizhouguanyi, and his whole body exuded the aura of misfortune and poverty.
Someone had stripped her of her splendid clothes, and she was only wearing a moon-white middle coat. The leather boots inlaid with pearls had been taken off by someone unknown, and the white silk cloth foot clothes were covered with black shoe marks.
His hair was disheveled, and he was kneeling on the ground shivering. Hearing the scholar's words, he suddenly wanted to cry without tears, and his face was wrinkled: "I, I'm just useless, I'm just a weakling. My dad, my dad can't Because he kicked me out of the house and disowned me, I am the son of King Han."
The scholar continued to shake the jade pendant: "I won't believe it unless you have someone to redeem you."
Han Changyun's eyes went dark and he almost fainted: "It's so far away from Jiannan Road that it's scary to death. Wait for someone to send a letter back to Jiannan Road, and then bring money to redeem me. I'm so delicate and expensive, but I can still live." Are you there?"
The dim lamp shone on the scholar's gentle face, showing a gloomy light. His smile became more approachable: "Don't you have a brother who is an official in the capital? This place is only three to five days' walk from the capital. , let him save you, and you will suffer less."
"No, this won't work, this, this will definitely not work." Han Changyun panicked, a string of tears rolling down his face, and his hands moved as if they had been burned by boiling water, almost leaving an afterimage: "He Hate me so much that you wish you could eat me alive. When I heard that I was taken away by a hero, I was afraid that he would hand you another sharp knife to make me die faster. How could he come to save me? "
The tears didn't seem to be fake, they fell into the cracks of the wooden floor one after another. Han Changyun cried silently at first, and then turned into soft sobs. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he finally burst into tears.
Crying like a dead parent.
The scholar rubbed his forehead and said slowly: "If you don't know how you cry, you would think that King Han is dead."
Han Changyun "burped" and stopped crying. He looked up at the scholar with tears in his eyes.
The scholar grinned, put the mutton-fat jade pendant back into his pouch, threw it in front of Han Changyun, and said with a kind smile: "There are two ways, one is to send a message to the capital and let Han Changmu come to save you, the other is," he said After a pause, he twirled his long beard and looked out the window: "There is a kind of fish in the Jialing River. It eats human flesh, and the fish meat is especially delicious. It's worth one or two thousand gold."
When the two big men with swords heard what the scholar said, they shook the swords in their hands and walked quickly to Han Changyun's side, as if they were going to pull him away.
Han Changyun was shivering non-stop, and the hem of his moon-white clothes was soaked with yellow water stains, exuding a strange fishy smell.
The two big men carrying knives frowned and curled their lips in disgust.
This damn King of Han is going to have grass growing on his head. Who gave him such an unattractive seed?
Han Changyun screamed, grabbed the bag, and begged with a trembling voice: "I'll write, I'll write, just write to Han Changmu and ask him to come and save me. I'll write whatever the hero tells me to do, absolutely." Nothing to say."
The two big men with swords immediately took a few steps to both sides.
Han Changyun felt that the oppressive feeling around him had dissipated a lot.
The scholar smiled kindly and with satisfaction: "That's right, come on, let me write the ink for Master Qi. I'll do it for Master Qi." He glanced at the big man holding the knife: "Master Qi, please listen carefully and follow my instructions. Write down what you said verbatim, my brother’s knife can not only chop people, but also chop hands.”
Han Changyun was dragging his wet middle coat, and the smell almost made him faint, and he almost broke his head. At this time, he didn't care about his dignity and face, he just wanted to leave these three living kings of hell quickly: "I'll write, I'll write, and I'll make sure it's word for word."
The night was deep, the waning moon was like a hook, and the mountains and forests on both sides were undulating, like dark beasts lying silently on the ground, ready to strike at any time.
Even the waves on the river became gentle and quiet, and the ups and downs of the large ship also became gentle. The people in the bottom cabin couldn't bear it any longer. They fell asleep relying on each other, and their bodies swayed slightly with the hull of the ship.
Xie Mengxia leaned on Leng Linjiang's shoulder, sleeping deeply and snoring lightly.
Leng Linjiang leaned against the wall, closing his eyes as if sleeping. He didn't know what noise he heard. His eyelids moved slightly, then he suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the hatch.
Cheng Chaoyan had already straightened up before Leng Linjiang woke up, and silently held his sleeves with his hands.
A dull sound of footsteps came from far and near, and finally stopped outside the hatch. The entire hull was very thick, which was very effective in isolating sound. The sound of the footsteps was not completely isolated.
Xie Mengxia slowly straightened up, looked in the same direction, and asked in a low voice: "Two people?" He sighed: "They are definitely not here to save us."
Leng Linjiang laughed dumbly and shook his head slightly: "Maybe he came to kill people?"
Xie Mengxia glanced at Leng Linjiang and snorted sarcastically: "Don't scare me. I'm a coward. If you scare me to the point of peeing later, you can wash my clothes for me."
Leng Linjiang: "..."
After a few whispers, the cabin door creaked open. The person who came seemed to be holding a lamp in his hand, and the dim light slanted into the cabin.
"Go in, be honest." There was a sharp shout from outside the cabin door, and then a person was pushed into the cabin.
Under the shadow of the lamp, the man staggered a few steps. After adapting to the darkness of the cabin, he looked around and went straight to the place where Leng Linjiang and the others were huddled.
His wet shirt was dripping with water, and a strange smell swirled and condensed in the cabin.
The girls who woke up after hearing the noise screamed, avoided the man's footsteps, and spread out to both sides, leaving a narrow path for him.
There were screams one after another in the cabin. The girl who was not awakened by the sound of the door opening woke up at this moment. She looked around blankly and saw that the man was eight feet away from her, so she turned over and continued to sleep.
Xie Mengxia raised his chin towards the visitor and said, "Did you see it? The scared guy is here."
Leng Linjiang's face was full of ugliness and he gritted his teeth: "Chaoyan, let him go."
Cheng Chaoyan was about to step forward to stop the visitor, but Xie Mengxia was surprised and said: "It's a man. He's quite handsome. Didn't he say he only wants women?"
Only then did Leng Linjiang clearly see the figure and dress of the visitor. He looked at the young man who was wandering into the crowd of girls and gritted his teeth: "Chao Yan, let him come over."
"..." Cheng Chaoyan staggered and almost fell to the ground. He turned around and stared at Leng Linjiang with a dark look.
Leng Linjiang turned his head, pretending that Quan couldn't see him.
That's all, if a good man doesn't fight with an evil woman, who can't beat her?
The man staggered to Leng Linjiang's side, stared at him for a long time, and finally moved to Xie Mengxia's side. He sat down on the floor with an ouch, cupped his hands, and asked in a low voice: "Han Shisi, do you dare to ask, brother?" What’s the surname of Taigao?”
Xie Mengxia was shocked, but at least he was able to hold his own. He pinched his throat and said, "Who is the brother? Who is the brother? I am just a young lady. Don't ruin my reputation here."
Leng Linjiang felt a chill when he heard it. His eyes fell on the face of the young gentleman who called himself Han Shisi. He turned around and felt surprised. How did he know that Xie Mengxia was a man?
Han Changyun stretched out his hand, unexpectedly covered Xie Mengxia's collar, and smiled: "Brother, your Adam's apple is exposed."
Xie Mengxia suddenly blushed, coughed slightly, and said dryly with his throat: "You are so boring when you see through it but don't tell it off." He leaned closer to Han Changyun and asked in a low voice: "Have you heard that too? There are many beautiful girls here, how many of them are you here to touch?"
