Abandoned Woman Busy Farming

"Master Bai, I heard that you were assassinated, are you okay?" Matsuda immediately came over to ask Bai Ruozhu when he saw him.

It seems that the situation in the market has spread in Kyoto. After all, a large number of ninjas appeared in broad daylight, which is really conspicuous.

"I'm fine. It's my three companions who are in danger, and the other party wants to capture them alive." Bai Ruozhu said, her face darkening, "I know you want to ask about Master Puru's situation now, but I don't have time to tell you more. I need to Please help me go to Zhaoti Temple to deliver a message, but it may be dangerous along the way, and you may encounter ninjas or samurai who intercept you. Is there a way for you to reach Zhaoti Temple safely?"

Matsuda was surprised. He heard the seriousness in Bai Ruozhu's tone. He also felt the danger of this job, but he had no choice but to shoulder the responsibility, especially when Bai Ruozhu was assassinated by a ninja just after he helped see Master Puru. He felt guilty in his heart. It's not too late to take responsibility. If he can do something to help, he is willing to do so no matter how dangerous it is.

"Okay, I will arrive at Zhaoti Temple carefully, but I'm just afraid that I won't be allowed to enter." Matsuda said seriously.

"Just tell the guards that I sent you to deliver medicine to Master Puru. Tell Dagu's name directly. They know what to do." Bai Ruozhu paused as he spoke.

She walked to the table in the hall, dipped her hand in the tea, and wrote on the table: "When you see the emperor, he tells him four words: Beware of traitors."

Matsuda followed him to the table, and when he saw those words, his heart skipped a beat. He didn't know what happened with the second prince's death, but he knew it was definitely unusual.

He nodded vigorously at Bai Ruozhu, "I'll note it down."

Bai Ruozhu was a little uneasy and wrote quickly: "If it wasn't with him or in Zhaoti Temple, what happened today might have been leaked."

She was very lucky that Fuso was still using Chinese characters at this time, and Matsuda could understand what she wrote, otherwise it would be really inconvenient.

After Matsuda finished reading, Bai Ruozhu knocked down a cup of tea, causing the tea to spill out and wet the table.

"Be careful. If you can't do it, don't force it. Living is the most important thing." Bai Ruozhu explained again.

Matsuda was a little touched in his heart, fearing that no one had cared about his life or death for a long time. Even when General Akamatsu used him, it was because he was good at Chinese, but he had never cared about him so much.

At this time, there were many dead soldiers in Fuso, sacrificing their lives and blood for their master's family. Matsuda used to think that this was heroic and the path he should take, but now he has not found his brother, and has not saved his brother from the fire and water. How could he be willing to die?

Living is the most important thing.

Such beautiful words, but he did not hear them from his Lord. At this moment, he was grateful to this Zhongyuan woman from the bottom of his heart, grateful that she did not despise his life, and grateful that she hoped that he would be safe.

Matsuda left with red eyes, but he did not go to Zhaoti Temple immediately. Because of his childhood experience, his mind was more sensitive and delicate than ordinary people, so he knew that he could not rush at this time and must be steady.

In the evening, a crying woman appeared in the market. She was walking in the direction leading to Zhaoti Temple.

She stretched out one hand, revealing a large area of ​​burns on the back of her hand. The wounds spread all the way to her arms. Some places were burned and broken, and some were blistered. They looked particularly oozing.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you go see a doctor when you're injured like this?" asked the concerned mother-in-law.

The woman said aggrievedly: "I went to see him, and the doctor said that the scar will definitely fall off, unless I go to the master of Zhaoti Temple to ask for medicine. I heard that they got a lot of good medicine for the fire before, and many people suffered more severe burns than me and were fine." ”

"That's right, Master Puru's even worse fever was cured. Please hurry up and beg for help." said the kind-hearted mother-in-law.

The woman continued walking towards Zhaoti Temple. Some people looked at her on the road and felt very sorry to see her injured like that. It is rare to find such a beautiful woman. It is a pity that she can't find a good husband with such a scar.

Finally, the woman arrived at the main entrance of Zhaoti Temple. She directly said that she wanted to see Master Puru, but she was stopped by the samurai immediately.

The woman's face darkened, and her voice suddenly changed into a man's voice, whispering: "I want to see Da Gu, and it's urgent."

The guard was surprised, looked at his injured hand again, and then asked someone to report it. Sure enough, Otani came out soon.

"You are..." Otani was a little unsure.

"I'm Matsuda. I'm sending medicine to Master Puru on Master Bai's order. Master Bai said it's urgent." Matsuda finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Otani.

Otani thought of the news he had received before, that Bai Ruozhu's companion was assassinated, but it seemed that Bai Ruozhu never showed up. The emperor was still worried, fearing that something might change. He thought this person was sent by Bai Ruozhu to report the news.

The guard next to him suddenly reminded in a low voice: "Sir, I remember that one of General Akamatsu's subordinates is Matsuda, who seems to be helping Master Bai translate."

Otani heard the words "General Akamatsu" and looked at Matsuda with a more alert look.

Matsuda was anxious and his body was shaking slightly. It wasn't that he was scared, but that the injury on his hand was getting more and more painful. He was shaking involuntarily from the pain.

"Sir, you can ask as much as you like. I, Matsuda, grew up in Zhaoti Temple. After I returned to secular life, I went to work in General Akamatsu's mansion. Now that Zhaoti Temple is in trouble, I, Matsuda, will never stand by and watch." Matsuda gritted his teeth and said.

Dagu couldn't help but take a breath when he saw the injury on his hand, "What happened to your hand?"

"There are ninjas ambushing us along the way. I'm afraid I won't be able to get over smoothly, so I can only use this method to lower the other party's vigilance." Matsuda smiled bitterly.

Otani then showed admiration, "I've been worrying too much, please come here."

Soon Matsuda was taken into the backyard, passed through the surroundings, and finally saw the emperor. He did not dare to delay, and immediately said what Bai Ruozhu confessed. The emperor and Otani both became ugly after hearing this.

"Impossible, is Mr. Bai worrying too much?" Otani said hurriedly.

Matsuda shook his head, "I don't know the specific situation, but Master Bai was fine at Zhaoti Temple when she woke up early. Shortly after leaving Zhaoti Temple, her companions were assassinated, and the other party still wanted to capture the three adults alive. This must be unusual."

"Did Bai Ruozhu say anything else?" The Emperor sighed tiredly, as if he had aged several years in an instant.

"No, I just told you to be careful of the traitor. She should also be afraid that the walls have ears. She wrote on the table with tea and then spilled the writing." Matsuda said.

The emperor sighed heavily, "I understand, you go to treat the injury first, I let you suffer."

A smile finally appeared on Matsuda's face. He completed his task and felt much more relaxed.

"I'll go over and see the abbot first, okay?"

"Okay, you can ask him to get some medicine and use it first." The Emperor looked at Matsuda's trembling hands and said unbearably.