The concubine's concubine smiles charmingly, but the villain's king carelessly flirts

The night outside the city was so quiet that one could only hear the whine of the wind blowing the leaves. When Wen Shu woke up from peeing, a bright moon hung high above his head, and the entire land was covered with a layer of silver light. He only felt that this place

The scene was so imaginative to the scenery of Mobei described by my elder brother, I couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

He doesn’t know when he will be able to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy like his elder brother! He is getting tired of having to endorse every day!

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have contracted the plague!"

"You still have the nerve to blame me? If you hadn't lost your money, why would we be here?"

Suddenly, a burst of fighting sound attracted Wen Xun'er's attention. When he looked closer, he found that it was two men fighting on the ground. At this moment, the two men were rolling together, one locked his neck and the other choked his life. One of them had blood on his face.

, who didn’t know how many times he was punched, Wen Shu was frightened and rushed forward to separate the two.

"What are you doing? You're up so late at night, why are you fighting? Let go!"

The man riding on it easily pushed Wen Shu away, and the force was so strong that Wen Shu staggered: "Where does this kid come from? Why is he meddling in other people's business? Stay away!"

He roared ferociously and spoke Dayan Mandarin, which was not fluent.

"What are you talking about! As soon as you speak, someone will know your identity!" The man below him who was beaten with a bruised nose and face suddenly said strange words. Wen Xun'er couldn't understand what he was saying, and he only saw the man beating him above.

The man's expression was suddenly startled, and he got up casually. Now, the two of them stopped fighting and walked away directly with Wen Shu.

Wen Shu was surprised by the two people's reactions and stared at them: "What were you talking about just now? Is it your dialect? Why doesn't it sound like Dayan dialect to me?"

The two men looked at each other, and one of them suddenly reached out and locked Wen Shu's shoulders: "Tell you, kid, if you dare to talk nonsense outside, I will kill you right now!"

Wen Shu opened his eyes wide. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers: "You are indeed not from the Dayan Kingdom! What is the purpose of coming to the Dayan Kingdom?"

The man looked at him who was locked up and his face turned red, then looked at his hands and then looked at him, and laughed angrily: "I am holding you now, I should be the one threatening you, why do you still dare to question me?

?”

Wen Shu's face turned red: "I'm going to tell Sister that there are foreigners mixed in the refugee pile!"

As he said that, he suddenly lowered his head and bit the man's arm. The man screamed in pain, grabbed his hair and pushed it against the wall. But Wen Shu reacted faster than him and stabbed his eyes with both hands.

The man was startled and gratefully let go. Wen Shu broke free from the restraints, turned around and ran away, but was directly pinned to the ground by another man.

"This kid is very naughty!" The man told his companions in a foreign language. "The clothes don't look like refugees. Could it be that they are the group of people who came today?"

"I heard that the people who came to the temple today are the family members of officials. If you tell me that, we can't let him go!"

The two of them tore off a large piece of their clothes and stuffed it into Wen Shu's mouth, gagging him, then twisted him and walked down a hillside in the corner.

When they arrived at the place, Wen Shu saw a man lying in the pile of waste hay. He was about sixty years old. His haggard appearance suggested that he had been infected with the plague.

"Sir, a child from an official family caught me talking to Anu and found out our identities. Do you want to kill him?"

Wen Shu only saw the man murmuring a lot of words to the old man on the bed. After listening, the old man changed his listless demeanor and looked at Wen Shu with sharp eyes.

Wen Shu was startled and looked at the old man strangely.

The old man suddenly smiled kindly, stood up from the straw pile, and walked slowly towards Wen Shu: "Don't be afraid, my child, I will ask them to let you go, but you have to promise me not to call other people over by shouting! But!

good?"

When the old man spoke, he spoke in standard Dayan dialect, which made Wen Shu stunned.

He nodded quickly.

The person next to him took the thing out of his mouth.

"Are you from the Dayan Kingdom? Why do you mix with them? Could it be that you are a spy?" Wen Shu stared at him angrily!

"No, no!" the old man said kindly, stroking his white beard, "I am indeed from the Great Yan Kingdom, but I am not a spy. Although these people are not from the Great Yan Kingdom, they are not bad people. They are just ordinary businessmen.

!”

"Businessman?" Wen Shu was a little skeptical, "Why did the merchant come outside the imperial city!"

"It's like this!" the old man explained, "I have a daughter who has been married to the Imperial City for many years and has not been heard from. My wife misses her so much that she becomes ill and sheds tears all day long. I have no choice but to come to the Imperial City to look for her.

My daughter, unexpectedly, I contracted the plague on the road and almost died. It was this group of people who saved me. When they learned that I was coming to the Imperial City to find someone, they sympathized with me as an old man who was lonely and helpless, so they came with me!"

"Is that true?" Wen Shu'er looked at the big guys suspiciously. The big guys had a sincere attitude and immediately nodded after changing their fierce look just now.

Wen Shu thought for a while and felt that the old man didn't seem to be talking, so he couldn't help but ask him: "Then when did your daughter marry to the imperial city? What is the name of the husband she married? Maybe I can help you ask."

"Seriously?" The old man seemed extremely happy, and he immediately counted his hands and said, "It must be eighteen or nineteen years ago. As for my son-in-law, I haven't seen him before. I only know that his surname seems to be Wen."

"My surname is Wen? What a coincidence?" Wen Shuer smiled, "My surname is Wen too!"

"Seriously?" The old man looked at him, but shook his head in disappointment, "But the imperial city is so big, there are so many people named Wen, and the sea of ​​people is huge, how can we find him?"

"There are not many people named Wen in Huangcheng!" Wen Shu affirmed, "Our family is an outsider, not a local in Huangcheng. I have never met anyone with the surname Wen except my family. Why don't you tell me what your daughter's name is?

, I’ll ask my sister, maybe she can know something!”

"Seriously?" The old man's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be excited. He grabbed Wen Shu's hand and said, "Thank you so much, young master! My daughter's surname is Yu Mintang, and her name is Yu Tang. She should be 40 this year!"

"Aunt Yu?" Wen Shu's hands shook, his eyes filled with disbelief, "Are you Aunt Yu's father?"

"Do you know my daughter?" The old man was even more delighted, "No, if you call me Aunt Yu, is it possible that my daughter will marry into your family?"

Wen Shu looked completely lost: "But Aunt Yu died many years ago..."

The old man was startled and took a step back in disbelief: "Impossible! Yu... How could Tang'er be dead? My child, don't lie to me!"

"Why did I lie to you? If the Yu Tang you are talking about is really my Aunt Yu, she must have been dead for more than ten years! She is older than me!"

The old man closed his eyes and fainted immediately. Fortunately, the people on both sides reacted quickly and supported him.

The old man slowly regained his breath and cried bitterly: "Tang'er...how could she take the first step! Isn't this asking me, the white-haired person, to give away the black-haired person!"

He cried sadly, and several foreigners beside him felt the same way, with expressions of sadness and despair on their faces, which made Wen Shu feel sad.