After calming down, Tang Che returned to his previous coldness. Thinking of Ying Bao's thoughts, he looked at Hu Ren with an increasingly evil look, and every word was like ice particles poking at Hu Ren.
"Whether it was a moment of confusion or a premeditation, I can decide for myself. Your Majesty, there is no need to be pretentious here."
The death of the emperor's sister, the injustice his little niece had suffered in recent years, and the fact that he could still hold the position of county head after decades of tax evasion, he wanted to settle these accounts properly.
His intuition told him that the person behind this little county leader was definitely not simple, and he might be related to the traitor four years ago.
Hu Ren's body stiffened, and then he lamented: "I know this behavior has broken Ying Bao's heart. Fortunately, it did not lead to a big mistake. Now I just want to fulfill my duties as a father and do my best to make up for it."
"Dad has said so, so Ying Bao must forgive him."
Tang Ying buried herself in Tang Che's arms and said in a low voice, "Ying Bao doesn't dare to expect too much. As long as he can eat hot meals like Da Hei, have clothes to keep out the cold, and live in a place without drafts, Ying Bao will be satisfied."
Hearing the muffled voice of the little one in his arms, his body was trembling slightly, as if he was sobbing softly, and the words he said made Tang Che feel heartbroken.
Big black? That dog? ! His niece actually wants to eat the same thing as an animal!
I don’t know how long Ying Bao had worn the clothes on her body. They were small, short, and had holes. The hem of the clothes had been torn into tassels, and all the exposed skin was bruised and bruised.
The most dazzling thing is the ripped whip mark on the forearm, which is so deep that it can be seen in the bone. It obviously only happened in the past two days!
[If you don’t feel sorry for me at this time, when will the update come? Lao Deng, accept my uncle’s punishment! 】
Tang Che felt sad when he heard Tang Ying's playful and slightly calculating voice. He didn't dare to think about how much inhuman abuse he had suffered in the past few years, so that Ying Bao knew how to watch her words and protect herself at a young age.
Wouldn't it be that his imperial sister's situation during her lifetime was even worse? In addition, she had heard about the county lord's romantic history on the street.
How could the beloved child, who was held in the palm of the hand and held in the mouth of the entire royal family, suffer such injustice!
The anger in his heart grew stronger and stronger, and his body couldn't help shaking. With only a trace of reason left, when he drew out his sword and swung it at Hu Ren's lower body, he covered Ying Bao with his cloak in time.
Tang Ying's sight was blocked, and she could only hear a shrill scream and the wailing sound of someone falling to the ground.
The corners of Tang Che's eyes were red. He held a sword in one hand and pressed the head of the little man in his arms to his chest with the other. He stared coldly at the man rolling on the ground with his lower body covered, as if he was looking at a dying person.
"I heard about your lord's romantic deeds before I came here, but I have never done anything about it. I don't think I have any need for that thing anymore. Your Highness, I personally help you. Why don't you thank me?"
Hu Ren's nose was so painful that he burst into tears, but he still didn't dare to curse and had to endure the pain to express his gratitude.
He really has no descendants, he hates it! Before fainting, he stared fiercely at Tang Che's departing back and scratched out blood marks on the ground.
Tang Ying lifted up the cloak covering her head and looked in the direction of Hu Ren.
[Uncle, did you castrate someone? ! It was a quick and precise move, but it was a pity that I didn't see the actual process. 】
Before Tang Ying could look any further, she was met with a pair of black eyes that had not yet had time to restrain their anger.
Tang Ying subconsciously shrank her head, "What a scary look." 】
Tang Che paused and quickly closed his eyes to calm down.
Four years ago, the emperor's sister diverted the pursuers, and he met another assassin again. He was wandering on the edge of life and death, and his instinct to survive made him red-eyed at a young man who was not yet a weakling.
Since then, when his emotions are out of control, he has killed people at worst and seen blood at worst.
He didn't want Ying Bao to see him like this, and he didn't want Ying Bao to be afraid of him.
It seems that next time, we should avoid Ying Bao.
When he opened his eyes again, Tang Che's eyes were full of love, and he kissed Ying Bao's forehead. He didn't dislike Tang Ying at all, who still had a gray face.
"Did you scare our baby?" The voice was soft, as if he was afraid of scaring a kitten. "Don't be afraid of uncle, okay? Uncle won't hurt you."
Tang Ying put her small hands around Tang Che's neck: "It's not too late for Ying Bao to like my uncle!"
[What does this mean? The bald spots on Lao Deng’s head were my masterpiece last night. Ying Bao always avenges himself on the spot! 】
Tang Che curled his lips, hugged her and got on his horse. In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the largest restaurant in the county.
The waiter in the restaurant recognized the horse from a distance as a rare sweat-blooded horse. The visitor must be a distinguished guest, so he quickly stepped forward to greet the horse.
Tang Che took out a piece of silver and threw it to the waiter: "Go to the upper room, boil the hot water and find a woman to bring clothes for a two or three-year-old girl. The fabrics should be the best silk and satin, and there should be ointment for treating wounds." , scar removal ointment, and prepare all your signature dishes, and the horses must also be fed with high-quality fodder."
"Hello, distinguished guest!" The waiter caught the silver, his eyes lit up when he felt the weight of the silver, and hurriedly welcomed him into the restaurant, "Please come inside!"
After the woman wiped the Yingbao up and down, applied ointment, and dressed neatly, she called Tang Che into the house.
"Hey, sir, the injury on your daughter's body is too serious. If she doesn't get treated well, she may have scars."
The woman's face was filled with distress, "I don't know which old Biden could be so cruel. How handsome and well-behaved this little girl is! She didn't say a word in pain, but she was too thin, and she didn't even have any flesh on her body. You have to replenish it!"
Tang Che looked at Ying Bao who was washed and dressed up. The light-colored clothes and the white hair on the collar made his eyes bright and energetic. His hair was also pulled into two buns, which made him look particularly smart. It was because he was malnourished and his complexion was too complex. Haggard.
After the black dust on his face was washed away, Tang Che seemed to see a miniature version of the imperial sister, and he couldn't help but think of the time when he played with the imperial sister when he was a child.
"Uncle?" Tang Ying waved her little hand in front of Tang Che's eyes.
"The baby looks a lot like your mother." Tang Che came to his senses, and then nodded to the woman, "Auntie said that my baby needs to be replenished."
The woman nodded and went out, and the waiter also brought the food.
There were ten dishes in a row on the table, but it was because the dining table was too small that not all of them were served.
Tang Ying looked at the dishes on the table and almost told her uncle the names of the dishes on the spot.
"It smells so good! But there are so many dishes, and I'm afraid the two of us won't be able to finish them all and will waste them." Tang Ying was held on Tang Che's lap, eating the meat Tang Che fed her.
[Oh, this is so happy. Meat is indeed the most delicious thing in the world! 】
One is happy eating, the other is even happier feeding, and the atmosphere is particularly harmonious.
But when Tang Che wanted to give Ying Bao every dish, Ying Bao hurriedly stopped him: "Uncle, can we eat one plate at a time?"
"Is Ying Bao afraid that he won't be able to finish the meal and waste food?"
Tang Che understood immediately, thinking of passing a group of beggars while riding on the street, Ying Bao looked in their direction for a long time, "After eating like this, can you still feed the beggars on the street if you haven't touched the chopsticks? "
Tang Ying nodded with some surprise: "How do you know what I'm thinking, little uncle?"
Tang Che touched Tang Ying's little head with pity and continued to feed her until Ying Bao touched her swollen belly, but still looked at the lot of delicious food left on the table with a look of reluctance.
[There is so much food left. I have worked hard enough to eat it. I wish I had ten stomachs. 】
The days of starvation in the County Lord's Mansion were too difficult, and the experience of snatching food from Dahei's mouth was too profound. The problem of cherishing food has been engraved deep in Tang Ying's soul.
Even if there is mold on the food, she will remove the mold and eat it without mistake.
Tang Che was amused by Ying Bao's entangled look of being both greedy and unable to eat. He picked up a small piece of braised pork and said, "One last bite of braised pork."
Tang Ying was about to open her mouth, but she watched the braised pork escape from the chopsticks and come into close contact with the table.
"It seems that the braised pork doesn't want you to eat it." Tang Che laughed.
The next moment, a small piece of braised pork was slipped into a small handbag and dropped into the mouth.
[I have eaten all the moldy food that fell on the floor, let alone the food that fell on the table. We can’t waste food. 】
Tang Che didn't even have time to stop him. Hearing Ying Bao's indifferent voice felt sad and distressed.
"Don't eat the food next time." Tang Che's eyes were filled with pity, "Knowing that our Yingbao is sensible, we don't want to waste food, and my uncle also doesn't want to waste food. Next time there is food that has been lost, little Yingbao can be given to uncle."
How miserable was his sweetheart's life in the county lord's mansion that she developed such a temperament of cherishing food?
Call the waiter to put the remaining untouched food into food boxes and deliver them to the beggars on the street.
Tang Che immediately sat down cross-legged at the desk, preparing to write a letter to the capital to inform his father that he had found the whereabouts of his sister.
Tang Ying followed and sat next to the desk. She picked up the ink stick on the inkstone and sharpened the ink with a wink. She was thinking about how to open her mouth to ask for the yellow paper with red ink for drawing talismans.
[I asked the waiter for cinnabar and yellow paper. The waiter would definitely not give it to me. If I asked my uncle for it, how should I explain it to him? It can't be said that it is used to draw talismans. 】
[But if I don’t prepare some talismans with me, I really feel insecure. All the karma on my body was completely used up last night. 】
[Remember Master said that karma comes from oneself. Karma is a thought and an action. Good actions are good karma, and evil actions are bad karma. When good karma or bad karma accumulates to a certain extent, it will be converted into a kind of energy for one's own use. , but I can’t get that much karma in a short while. Even if I can get it, my body is too weak to bear it. 】
Tang Che wrote quickly, and he didn't forget to eavesdrop on Tang Ying's thoughts.
Although he was full of questions, he still resisted asking Ying Bao. He didn't want Ying Bao to know that he could hear her voice, but he couldn't get the yellow paper with Zhu Shu.
"Yingbao, do you want to go to the temple with your uncle?" Tang Che put down the pen, rolled the letter up to the size of his little finger, and stuffed it into the bamboo tube. "My uncle is going to borrow the carrier pigeon from the temple."
【temple! I just gave him a pillow when I dozed off, and I was worried about how to get the red book and yellow paper! 】
Tang Ying suppressed her excitement and nodded obediently.
When she arrived at the temple, Tang Ying saw at a glance the white-bearded monk who was drawing peace symbols on people in the temple. The monk had a stack of yellow paper and cinnabar ink strips in his hand.
