Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"You don't have to be polite, the Zhuohan patriarch is kind to us, and it is okay to send him back aristocratic treasures."

Unwilling to receive their gift, Ling Jingxuan took Yan Ruirui to stand up and hold his fists. Everything he did was because of Zhuo Han, and he had little to do with his Wusun department.

"Wang Hao is polite, please sit down."

The elders nodded with the young patriarchs. The latter temporarily left with the bloodstone. The elders greeted them with the remaining elders. Ling Jingxuan did not politely with them. He performed naturally and naturally, and won these people. Good feelings.

"I don't know when and where did Wang and Wang Hao see the Zhuohan chief?"

For the disappearance of the old patriarch, the elders always have doubts. If the blood stone comes back today, the intuition tells him that perhaps the prince husband can also relieve doubts for him.

"A few days after we came to southern Xinjiang, I am not jealous of some things. In places other than southern Xinjiang, your reputation is quite bad. People from outside are basically afraid of you, and you don’t know if you have listened. It has been said that the former Southern Chief Secretary will soon be killed in an accident. Just after the last Chief Secretary again died, the emperor on the surface appointed my eldest son as the new Chief Secretary. In fact, our husband is responsible. On the way to the southern Xinjiang, we feel that we should first understand the basic situation of southern Xinjiang, so as not to smear the eyes of the two sides, and we will not know how it happened, so the two of us quietly entered the south in advance. The borders of Xinjiang are about seven days. The four families discovered our identity and joined forces to kill us in Tianhong City. We were forced to go to a river outside the city. I thought it would be safe to cross the river. Who is safe? I knew that everything was arranged by the four major families. The boatman jumped in the bamboo poles and went to the middle of the river to cut off the twine tied with bamboo poles. At that time, because I was seriously injured, I was fighting for a chance. Had jumped into the river, and so the next day we woke up, the man has come to a series of sea beach, we are at the end of the beach met Zhuohan patriarch. "

Having said that, Ling Jingxuan stopped and went down to the water and continued: "At the end of the beach, there are several broken thatched houses in the foothills. The son of the Zhuohan chief is kind enough to let us go in to clean up the wounds and take a break. At that time, we did not find any abnormalities, or Zhuo Han first discovered our identity. I don’t know if you know something. It is said that the ancestor of the Yan’s royal family was the son of the Wusun patriarch. It’s the same pulse, Zhuo Han’s anti-silence, leaving us the quilt that was previously covered in the legs after we had eaten, let us see his condition, his legs were cut off from the knees, and his eyes were also Was ruined, and the two elders with him died and sent him to the nearby mountain and sea department, and he died. He can only stay in the mountains and seas for a few decades until his daughter-in-law Because the brain is sick, it will hurt people for no reason. Finally, people from the mountains and seas rushed to the foot of the mountain. The days passed were quite poor."

In order not to let them discover the existence of Yang Jiasan's brothers and sisters, Ling Jingxuan made a little lie. Anyway, they could not find it. Unless they found the mountain and sea department, they would have returned to Beijing for a long time. They are not afraid that they know "Yes. Who? Who killed my aunt?"

The blue-blue hand resting on the stone table was tightly gripped. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from the seams of his teeth. Ling Jingxuan turned his head and looked at him deeply: "Jiang, Zhuo Han tells us, Wu The Sun Department has ancestral training. All generations must unconditionally maintain the harmony between the southern Xinjiang and the imperial court. Many years ago, the princes of the emperor took the liberty to commit crimes. It was also your patriarch who came forward to solve the problem with the southern king of the time. After Zhuo Han took over as the patriarch He also shoulders this responsibility. The Jiang family, who can be usurped by the Wangjiang of Nanjiang, has changed. They are swearing at the imperial court officials with various tribes, spreading the rumors against South Xinjiang, and deceiving the courts to look down on southern Xinjiang. I want to send troops to level the southern Xinjiang. As a result, you are more and more repulsive to the outside world. If you meet outsiders, you will naturally not be merciful. Over time, the impression of southern Xinjiang is even worse, until Zhuohan unintentionally He saved a person who had entered the mountains and learned from his mouth the evaluation of the southern Xinjiang. He learned that the Jiang family’s lies, for the people of southern Xinjiang, he would take the two elders to the Jiang family to ask questions. Jiang family wolf ambition, afraid Had hindered their plans for self-government in southern Xinjiang. They simply did not end their second time and wanted to kill Zhuohan. When they fled, the Jiang family broke his two legs and abolished his symbolic eyes. ""

Retelling this incident again, Ling Jingxuan’s state of mind is very different from the first time he listened to Zhuo Han’s personal relationship. For Zhuo Han, he does not agree with his compassionate heart, but he also admires from the bottom of his heart. The average person can’t A faith that has persisted for decades, Zhuo Han’s life is worthy of respect.

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"Damn Jiang family! Really they!"

The blue-and-blue slap on the stone table is not particularly beautiful. It can only be said that the face that looks good is full of naked anger and the hatred of the sky. When the aunt disappeared, he was sensible, and he Feelings are far more profound than my younger siblings. So far, he still remembers clearly that A-Niang is waiting for her to return to the aunt, and she goes to the bottom of the mountain every day, until she swallows her last breath ten years ago. Waiting for the aunt, they lost their friendship with the Jiang family everywhere, but did not think? ? They actually killed his aunt.

The other elders headed by the elders are not much better. Although Zhuohan’s time is not long, he is the most fair and rigorous patriarch. He never takes advantage of the patriarch’s identity to take advantage of others’ cheapness. His disappearance was once Let the Wusun Department fall into the predicament of the people, and these old men took a lot of effort to stabilize the tribe until the incumbent patriarch of Qing’s birth of the red scorpion, the Wusun Department was completely silent, they did not doubt the Jiangjia They have never been released for years, but they have no evidence. For the peace between the tribes, they have to continue to interact with them. Now they have finally taken their guesses. They have not only relaxed, but have become even heavier.

"Why did the old patriarch die?"

I don't know how long it took, the elders almost choked and asked, the elders in the general family have a relationship with the patriarch, and the blood relatives are not a minority. He is also a brother of Zhuohan's half-brother, and his relationship with Zhuohan. Not ordinary.

"The four family members are chasing after him. Zhuo Han knows that his life is not long. I want to let us take his son and daughter-in-law to escape. Afterwards, I will send them to Wusun. Who knows that Yang Daji sees Zhuohan. Injured, regardless of our prevention, she ran back with her wife, and died with Zhuohan under the knife of the four family's minions. I am sorry, I was seriously injured at the time and could not save them."

True, false, fake and true, it is not difficult to fool them.

"It's them again!"

The elders are full of pleats and trembles, and they can’t wait to take the people out and find the rest of the four families to revenge.

"You will be saddened by the festival. Before the death of Zhuo Han, I still miss the people in southern Xinjiang. Let us promise that he should not use the troops in southern Xinjiang as much as possible. This is also the root cause of why we did not have a big soldier after we fled. Grand elders, this It is the last wish of the Zhuohan Patriarch, I hope that you can complete it with us."

It’s not that they can’t understand their hate, but now, he doesn’t need them to mess with him, as long as they are willing to cooperate with him.

"You can rest assured that we will send people back to Tianhong City. I can assure you that there will be no more tribal people going out to make a living. What you have done in South Xinjiang is also a little bit heard. I hope that you really We can eliminate the fear of the outside world and lead the people to live a good life. When necessary, we will cooperate fully to assist you in fulfilling the wishes of the old patriarchs. Later, my Wusun Department will continue to abide by the ancestral legacy and protect the southern Xinjiang for generations. Peace with the court."

After all, the elders are decades old. The control of emotions is much better than that of young people. When other elders are still resentful, he has forced to suppress the pain and anger.

"Although I really want to say no, but there is something that the elders still don't know. After the elders of Keqin occupied Tianhong City last night, the tribes he brought to the city burned and robbed, raped women, and did everything. Now, our army has encircled Tianhong City. If you put them back directly according to what you said, how can we explain to the people of Tianhong City? Besides, I don’t think that after enjoying the prosperity and beauty of the city, They are also willing to go back to the mountains."

To his eyes, Ling Jingxuan said in a deep voice, when a person is always in poverty, he will not look forward to being rich, but when he has seen the wealth of others and enjoys it, he will not be willing to be ordinary again. Those people, not only will not obey his orders, but also may bring more people back after leaving Tianhong City. He will not let them go easily. They must use death to make atonement. The government will also indirectly Use them to warn the tribes in the mountains, they can enjoy the privilege, they can live their lives in the mountains, without the constraints of the national law, but once they step out of the mountains, they must become ordinary people, no more willful The right to be deserved.

"Keqin him?"

The old patriarch sighed with enthusiasm and trepidation, and he saw that the person would fall backwards. The two elders next to him hurriedly took him to the left and right, and patted his back for him, one out A closable bamboo tube opens the lid and feeds the medicinal juice with a strong medicinal taste into his mouth. Yan Ruirui Ling Jingxuan looks at each other and both see helplessness in the eyes of the other party. They have already seen it with their eyesight price. The people in Wusun are relatively stupid. Unfortunately, a mouse has broken a pot of soup.

"I know a little about medicine. Can I let the elders take the pulse?"

Seeing that they have been busy for a while, the elders still did not pass the tone, Ling Jingxuan could not help but come to the channel, the long old man is not bad, he will try to save if he can save.

"There is a king of labor."

I have heard about him in the past, and the rest of the elders did not object. They bent over to him. Ling Jingxuan moved to the front position, stretched out the hand of the elders on the stone table, and put his fingers on him. On the pulse, the length is long and slow, and the intermittentness seems to be weak. The long and narrow Danfeng eyes can't help but flash. It seems that this big elder can't live for a long time.

“Can there be rice paper?”

After half a ring, Ling Jingxuan retracted his hand. Qinglan got up and took a stack of rice paper from the stone table on the other side and handed it to him. Ling Jingxuan took out his special charcoal pen and wrote a series of names on it very quickly: According to the above grasp, three bowls of water are poured into a bowl and need to be taken three times a day."

At the same time as the prescription was handed to them, Ling Jingxuan stood up and figured out the silver needles he carried with him. In front of them, they untied the clothes of the elders. The silver needles were quickly inserted into the various points of his body. Everyone held their breath. Paying attention to his every move, seeing that the elders can't breathe, the situation is getting better. Everyone can't help but show the shocked expression. In the past, the elders were ill, at least for half an hour to ease their strength. I didn't expect this time to be so fast. , 晟 Prince 妃 really worthy of the name!