Returning to Before Husband’s Castration

Wang Qianhu asked: "How many escape boats are there on board?"

The ship boss shivered and said, "Two...two ships."

Wang Qianhu asked again: "How many people can a ship hold at most?"

The boss of the ship said: "Squeeze it, it can hold eight people."

Wang Qianhu hurriedly counted the number of people on the boat and said to everyone: "The escape boat can only take 16 people, and we have 30 people. I will stay here, and the rest will draw lots to decide who will board the boat."

Immediately there were five confidantes and the boss of the ship decided to abandon the lottery.

The rest of the people lined up to draw lots. It was the turn of five and a half-year-old Wang Daqiu, who ignorantly reached into the box.

Wang Qianhu's heart was twisted like a knife, and turned his face away, not daring to look at the youngest son.

The staff member who was eligible to board the boat grabbed Wang Daqiu and said to his companions: "Everyone, the child doesn’t take up space. He only has more than 40 catties. I’ll hold him on the boat and count as one person. If the boat is on the water , I can’t carry it, how about I jump into the Yangtze River and give him the position?”

Wang Daqiu got on the escape boat in this way, and Wang Qianhu said to the youngest son: "Do you remember hide and seek? Don't cry. The bad guys just like crying. When you cry, the bad guys will find you. Go to Beijing, Tianshui Lane, and find your eldest brother. "

Wang Qianhu gave the young son a dagger, "Holding self-defense and piercing the bad guy is not a mistake."

Wang Daqiu grinned and wanted to cry, but thinking of his father's first instruction, covering his mouth with his hands, he did not dare to speak, but tears rolled in his eyes.

Wang Qianhu reluctantly turned around and stopped seeing the youngest son. He went to the deck fort. Thirteen people on the deck adjusted the position of the fort and escorted two lifeboats to escape.

The official ship that Wang Qianhu was on was sinking and could not move. It was like a live target. The Japanese pirate ships were divided into two groups. The two large ships slammed their guns at the immovable official ship, and at the same time dropped six small boats to chase after them. The escape boat kept firing guns and arrows towards the escape boat.

The hull is sinking, like a tortoise with its shell turned over, with its legs upright, ready to be slaughtered. There was river water down and artillery fire above, and the official ship was repeatedly bombarded, with stumps and wood fragments stuck on Wang Qianhu's body.

The Japanese pirate ship was getting closer and closer, and the Japanese pirates on the ship eagerly shouted, "Hurry up! This is a big fat fish! If you go slower, the ship will sink. We can't get anything!"

When Wang Qianhu was the commander of the Beicheng Soldiers and Mars, he was an anti-pirate to maintain public order in Beicheng. He had not yet encountered such a powerful enemy. He adjusted the muzzle of his artillery, lit the fuse, and fired a shot.

Boom!

This time it was finally hit.

Wang Qianhu hurriedly wiped the remaining gun/powder from the barrel with a mop, filled the ammunition, and continued firing.

With a shot, Wang Qianhu felt that his neck was itchy. Something blocked his management. He couldn't breathe for a moment, and the torch ignited in his hand fell to the ground.

He scratched his neck involuntarily with his hands, trying to pick out what was blocking the trachea.

However, it was of no use, the neck was pierced by a bullet, and the blood flowed into the trachea, endlessly.

Another gunshot. This time he hit the chest. Wang Qianhu fell on his back on the deck. Through the gap between the masts, he saw an escape boat capsized in the Taotao River water. Another boat was still trying to escape in the front. There are six ships chasing, getting farther and farther.

His eyes became blurred, and the escape boat was like a fallen leaf floating on the water. There was a white mist on the surface of the river, and his eyes turned black.

The Japanese pirates jumped onto the boat like a swarm of fleas, "Don’t pay the dead people’s pockets, a bunch of idiots! Go to the warehouse and move quickly! The informant said this was an official ship borrowed by a three-way bank. The ship of the returning official actually sells dog meat with sheep’s head, and the warehouse is full of cash."

"No, if it's all silver, the box can't be so light. Open it!"

"It's all clothes and soil from Jiangxi, air-dried chicken, dried bamboo shoots, not a box of silver, we were deceived by informants!"

"Boss, there is an official seal here! This is not a silver ship! This is an official ship!"

"Yeah! This is a **** upright official! There is no oil or water at all!"

"Boss, we grabbed the wrong boat!"

"The thief can't go empty, can't come in vain, move it up and talk about it, the ship is going to sink. Pick up the fire/gun on the deck, we can use it when attacking the county seat."

Beijing, on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, it's time to drink Laba porridge again.

Thanks to the light of the little emperor, Prince Yu's Mansion today received the congee from Emperor Jiajing. Although Emperor Jiajing never saw the emperor's grandson, didn't give his grandson a name, and didn't even have the title of a county king, he gave congee to show that Emperor Jiajing still remembered that he had a grandson.

The courtiers wrote to the court, but the memorial went to the Superintendent of Li and Li. As long as the **** of the palm seal was in charge of the clerical copy, none of them were sent to the imperial court.

If I can’t see, I don’t. At the end of the year, Emperor Jiajing became ill. It was not unusual for him to be sick at his age, but he insisted that it was the birth of the little emperor's grandson, and became more and more disgusted with Li Chu.

Huang Jin knows the temper of the emperor. If he sees the ten books, eight of them are for Li Chu. It is estimated that he will be furious and dismissal. Don't be too troublesome for this big Chinese New Year.

What's more, the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month is the day of honoring brother Lu Bing. The gloom on Emperor Jiajing's face is deeper than dark clouds. Who dares to touch the dragon's inverse scales!

Seeing that Emperor Jiajing was in a bad mood, Huang Jin went to Yude Palace to see Shang Zhaoyi, and wanted her to come out to comfort Emperor Jiajing. She was the only one who had this ability.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the hall, he smelled a scent of medicine, and Shang Qinglan was also ill, and summoned Wei Caiwei, Qipin Palm Medicine, into the palace for treatment.

Shang Qinglan was lying on the bed with a plaster on her forehead, "The old man came here just right. I don’t know why I have a headache in the past two days. I can’t go to the emperor to drive with him. Tell the emperor not to come to see this palace, and when the palace is well developed, go to accompany the emperor to celebrate the New Year."

Huang Jin asked Wei Caiwei, "What disease did Empress Zhaoyi have?"

Wei Caiwei showed Huang Jin the pulse form he had just filled out, "I feel depressed and have a headache. It is estimated that the emperor was ill a few days ago, and the empress was overwhelmed with worry. Now the emperor’s body has recovered, and the empress does not have to worry about it. All right."

After sending Huang Jin away, Shang Qinglan tore off the plaster on her forehead, "I know that Father Huang is going to come to me to'fire' the fire again, so I called you into the palace to help me'cheat'. In this Forbidden City, there are so many mistakes. , Do less mistakes, don’t do well, the emperor is in a bad mood, and I am not a god, every time I can make the emperor happy."

"A companion is like a tiger. Duke Huang is also afraid of the emperor's anger, so he pushes me over, and I'll be ill. After waiting for Uncle Zhong's memorial day, you have to cover me in the palace."

Wei Caiwei’s seventh-rank official body would always be given to her by Shang Qinglan as a dowry. Of course she assisted Shang Qinglan in "healing" and prescribed prescriptions, but a bowl of medicine was secretly dumped out, which seemed to be really sick. .

Shang Qinglan was "ill" for five days, and when she heard that Emperor Jiajing was in the mood to go out to enjoy the winter plum, she "healed".

Shang Qinglan gave a lot of gifts and said, "You will be married in a few days. This palace will not call you into the palace again. You can prepare for your marriage at home with peace of mind.

After waiting for the New Year, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, I will go to the lanterns. I will pull the emperor to go out of the palace. Then I will pass your new home'just in time'. Go in for a cup of tea and roasting. Don't sleep too early for your newlyweds. Oh. "

Wei Caiwei heard the jokes in Shang Qinglan's words, and pretended not to understand, "There is no curfew on the Shanghai Yuan Festival, and I stay up all night. We will not play until dawn, but we will definitely go to bed early."

Shang Qinglan thought: You think so, but your bridegroom doesn't think so. A young man of this age...

Wei Caiwei was out of the palace. The roads on the street were muddy, and the dirty snow mixed into the soil. They were stepped on by passers-by who bought Chinese New Year goods. It was dirty and lively.

Wei Caiwei, like all brides to be married, keeps her dowry in her head over and over again, always feeling that she is missing something and wants everything to be perfect.

When the carriage arrived at Gulou West Xiejie, simply got off the carriage ahead of time, walked along the street, strolled around, and bought anything you wanted.

After a while, there were three more paper bags on his body. Passing by a rouge shop, Wei Caiwei was about to go in and have a look. Suddenly he heard the sound of horseshoes, humming, and crying.

The Chinese New Year is about to come, and it’s time to "clean up" the streets. This cleaning is not to clean the streets, but to drive out the refugees who have no homes in the city. Most of them live by begging. The lords are blind, and the soldiers of the five cities will be ordered to drive the refugees out of the city.

Beicheng Soldier Mars is no exception. In addition to maintaining order, they patrolled the streets by arresting the refugees and transporting them out in prison vehicles. People outside the city served porridge and built good sheds to house the refugees. They were hungry and hungry. .

With a small body, a shaggy face, a small refugee, after being caught, actually squeezed out of the gap in the railing of the prison car!

He threw himself into the mud mixed with dirty snow, then got up and ran wildly.

"Grab him!" The people of the Beicheng Soldier Mars slapped their horses and chased them. The small refugee wore two torn shoes of different sizes, which were obviously picked up. The two thin legs like hemp rods could not run the four-legged horse.

Fortunately, he reacted flexibly, his thin body flickered in the crowd, and the cavalry chased him for half the street, but he couldn't catch him.

Fortunately, companions came to support, and three horses forced the small refugees to the door of a rouge shop.

The small refugees wanted to run in to escape, the shop owner was afraid of causing trouble, and quickly closed the door.

The cavalry was holding the little refugee's trousers in his hand, trying to take him away on the horseback. When the little refugee was lifted up, he struggled desperately, his mouth uttered an ah, as if he was dumb and couldn't speak.

When breaking free, a sachet fell out of the neckline, and a dirty brick-red rope was tied to the end of the sachet, dangling in the air.

The appearance of the sachets are almost the same, embroidered with five poisons such as spiders and scorpions, but Wei Caiwei smelled a familiar smell, which is used to repel insects and snakes. It is usually worn from the Dragon Boat Festival to the summer. In winter, everything goes silent. No one would wear this kind of sachet for insects and snakes.

Wei Caiwei looked at the small refugee. His face was muddy and dirty. He was wearing ragged cotton trousers. The thread of the trouser legs of cotton trousers were torn. The cotton at the ankles had leaked out, and his slender ankles were almost empty. It's about to be broken when you pinch it.

Seeing her, the little refugee became more excited, his limbs danced wildly, and the hum in his mouth turned into screams.

Wei Caiwei moved in her heart and said, "Let go of him."

There is no one from Beicheng Soldier Mars who does not know Wei Caiwei, and let go of the small refugees after hearing this.

The little refugee squatted on the ground, stretched out his dirty hands like chicken feet, and wrote the word "sister-in-law" in the muddy ground, pointing to Wei Caiwei, and then writing the word "autumn", pointing to himself.

Wei Caiwei's heart was shocked, and she hurriedly bought a pot of hot tea, dipped her handkerchief in the tea soup, and wiped the faces of the small refugees. Wang Daxia had some male and female faces, and his younger brother Wang Daqiu had looked like his father Wang Qianhu since he was a baby.

Wei Caiwei's voice trembled: "Are you...Wang Daqiu?" The little refugee nodded frantically.

The author has something to say: Wang Qianhu still has to leave after borrowing his life for three years. Daqiu is sick, not really dumb, don’t worry, I’m a real mother