Chapter 2 Frost Blade (V)

Both of them were very capable in their work. Early the next morning, before most of the soldiers got up, they hid the little fat in a wide double-carry carriage and quietly left the barracks.

As for the beautiful maids who were temporarily borrowed from the nearby "Good House" yesterday evening, Han Pu ordered them to stay in the tent of the "Second Prince" and live like a year with a fake man made of straw.

Although Shi Chonggui, the second emperor of the Later Jin Dynasty, his words and deeds were not related to the word "wise king", during his reign, he attached great importance to the construction of roads and bridges, recruited people to strengthen and rebuilt the relaxation roads that had never been taken care of by the government since the late Tang Dynasty. Therefore, the carriage carrying small fat walked quite smoothly. It took only more than an hour to run for more than 60 miles, leaving the battlefield and the military camp far behind.

The ups and downs from under him slowly restored his sanity. He quietly opened a gap in his eyes and saw himself locked in a wide room. There was a row of railings as thick as arms, dividing the room from the center into two. On the other side of the railing, there was a rather elegant short table. There was a scholar wearing a moon-white robe, kneeling beside the short table, holding a book in his hand, reading with relish!

"How could this house move? Who is that person? Why did he lock me up?" He quietly moved his wrists and calves, and he asked silently in his heart.

Ruchao's memories followed one after another, causing his head to hurt again. When he remembered it, he remembered very smoothly what happened last afternoon and evening. Because he refused to obey Han Pu and others' arrangements, he was first attracted by a bastard named Guo and was immediately beaten unconscious by the boss Wu Ruofu. When he woke up for the first time, it was already evening.

Then he got up and tried to escape, but was held tightly by several beautiful maids. Just as he was hesitating whether he should hit the woman, another bastard named Guo rushed in with a large number of guards, pressed him on the bed, and poured a bowl of black and bitter medicine without saying a word!

He then lost consciousness and fell asleep until now. The bastard named Guo was sitting next to him at the shortest point opposite him, leisurely reading the scroll.

"No, I have to find a way to escape. Otherwise, I will definitely not end up!" Ning Yanzhang secretly made up his mind after listening to the movement outside.

There are no ropes or shackles on your hands and feet, and the moving house should be a carriage. There is a vague sound of horse hooves outside the carriage, but it is not very dense, which means that there are not too many cavalrymen escorting you outside. According to the occasional sound of water and birds coming in through the sound of horse hooves, this place should not be too far from the Yellow River. As long as you find an opportunity to escape outside the car, then rush to the edge of the Yellow River and jump. With your own water nature, more than half of them are sure to escape from the sky.

"Okay, wake up when you wake up! Your Highness, if you don't work hard for a young age, you will be sad!" While nervously deducing the escape plan in your mind, a low reminder from a bastard scholar came to his ears. He was full of kindness, but he split all his thoughts in one and two sections.

"I'm not Your Highness! You recognized the wrong person!" Ning Yanzhang turned over and sat up, denying loudly. "I won't let you do anything, you will die as soon as possible!"

"Why is your highness?" The bastard scholar smiled, covered the book, and placed it in a few corners. Then, he slowly stood up and bowed to Ning Yanzhang through the fence, "Let's meet again! The gentle minister Guo Yunming, the small name Dou Shi, the ancestral name is Hedong. I would like to ask the hero, since you are not Your Highness Zheng, how dare you ask the name of the noble surname? Where is the immortal residence of the ancestor?"

"This-?" A wave of tiredness came again, causing Ning Yanzhang's eyes to turn black and the big tendons on his forehead to rush. Since I am not the second prince, who am I? What is my surname and name? Where do I come from, where do I live? Who are my parents?

He was forced to recall these questions countless times by Li Tiekui, the fifth leader, but he could not find the exact answer every time. In his memory, a certain paragraph was completely blank, even whiter than the ground in a snowy day, leaving no traces of being a human being!

"Look, since you don't even know who you are, how can you prove that you are not Your Highness Zheng?" Guo Yunming had long anticipated Ning Yanzhang's reaction, and added with some helplessness.

"I'm not, definitely not!" Ning Yanzhang tried his best to move his eyes away, refusing to continue to face Guo Yunming's gaze. This person knows magic. Every time his eyes come into contact with his eyes, he unknowingly wants to follow his words. And if he admits the first time, he will be completely at his mercy in the future.

"It's useless to deny it. You're always born from your parents, right? You have to have a name? Then tell me, what's your surname?" Guo Yunming continued to ask in a very gentle and tempting voice.

It seemed like I saw a mandala flower that slowly bloomed in front of my eyes. It was beautiful, enchanting, and exuding a strong fragrance. It made people unable to help but reach out, pick it off, and hold it tightly into my arms. Ning Yanzhang's right arm was raised, hanging in the air, and his five fingers opened and closed, "I, I must have been born from my parents. I have a name. My surname is Shi, and I live in my home..."

No! A cool breeze suddenly poured into my mind, driving away the fragrance of mandala without a trace.

"It doesn't matter who you can't remember. It doesn't matter who your surname is. It doesn't matter who your parents are. What's important is that you don't forget to live well and strive to be a hero who stands tall and upright!" The words of the second in command, Ning Caichen, sounded in his ears, quickly returning his eyes to clear.

The mandala flower withered instantly, and all the beauty and charm disappeared. What he saw most clearly at this moment was the iron fence as thick as an arm, locking him in a gorgeous house, like a golden-winged bird raised in a cage.

"You know magic tricks!" Ning Yanzhang yelled loudly with his arm in the air. "What he said just now is not the point. You controlled me, you controlled me with magic tricks. My surname is Ning, and my name is Ning Yanzhang. He is the son of Ning Caichen, the second leader of Wagang. As for the bullshit second prince, he has nothing to do with me!"

"Is that?" Seeing that he failed again, Guo Yunming was not angry this time. He smiled, turned around calmly, and returned to the side of the short side. He bent down and picked up a scroll of painting, and walked back in all directions. "Hold it, look at who is on the painting? Don't be afraid, I don't know how to do magic. There is no poison on the painting! When you finish reading the painting, you will understand that I did not force you on purpose!"

"Who?" Ning Yanzhang hesitated and took the scroll and expanded to take a look.

Through the sunlight that seeped in from the car window, he saw a general riding a tall horse, with a golden helmet and armor all over his body, surrounded by people, like a god descending to earth.

Obviously, the painter was flattering and deliberately used some skill to highlight this person as extremely heroic. However, from the perspective of painters, the author has reached the level of a master. He only used a few simple lines to outline the scene of the golden armored general's return and admired by everyone. And the shape of each facial feature is extremely vivid, as if there is a real person's soul hidden in the painting and may walk down from the paper at any time.

The man in the painting has thick eyebrows and a slightly flat nose, but it matches the melon-shaped face just right. Although the melon-shaped face grows on a man, it looks a little more gentle and charming. But with his figure with a tiger-back and bear-waisted waist and Kong Wu's powerful arms, it gives people a different sense of intimacy beyond his tall and mightyness. It makes people want to become friends or colleagues with him without realizing it, rather than just following him as a general.

"Did you see clearly? Who is he?" Guo Yunming looked a little more calm and free and easy as a scholar, standing beside the young man and asking with a smile.

"I don't know, but..." Ning Yanzhang shook his head slowly, and his tone of speaking was full of hesitation. In addition to being intimate, the people in the painting also gave him a very familiar feeling. It seemed that he had seen it somewhere, and had seen it many times. The relationship between them was very close, so close that it was almost connected by blood.

Suddenly, his heart shivered and closed the scroll. He raised his head and searched around the carriage. His thick eyebrows were frowned tightly above his slightly flat nose.

"I have it here!" Guo Yunming took out a bronze mirror from his sleeve very promptly and handed it over between the gaps between the two railings.

"Ah--!" Ning Yanzhang let out a low scream, snatched the mirror with his hand, his eyes completely stiffened. On the surface of the smooth bronze mirror, he saw a slightly flat nose and a pair of thick black eyebrows. Although it was slightly distorted due to obesity, the outline of the melon-shaped face was still there, and as long as he lost weight, it would become clear.

"Dang!" The bronze mirror in his hand fell to the ground. He quickly expanded the scroll and his eyes swept through the paper inch by inch. At a corner of the scroll, he saw several rows of small words, "The King of Zheng confronted An and returned to the triumphant journey. The minister Yan Ziming was ordered to paint as a record. In November of the sixth year of Tianfu, Ding Chou." (Note 1)

"No--!" Slowly squatted down and hugged his head. The young fat girl burst into tears from the depths of her soul and mouth.

King Zheng was the emperor Shi Chonggui who was plundered by the Khitans. He had already known this very clearly through repeated tossings in recent times. In the sixth year of Tianfu, the reign of Emperor Shi Jingtang. Through the previous period of bad help, he also understood it very well. King Zheng Shi Chonggui's eyebrows and eyes looked very similar to him. He, he was not Shi Yanbao, who could he be?

"How is it, Your Highness, have you remembered it?" Guo Yunming's voice came again from the cracks between the two iron railings, like a piece of mandala, emitting a scent of tempting flowers in the darkness. (Note 2)

Note 1: The reason why Shi Jingtang passed the throne to Shi Chonggui was not only because his own son was young, but the big reason was that Shi Chonggui had shown some military talents. However, he did not expect that it was because he was too convinced of his military talents that Shi Chonggui decisively refused to continue to be Emperor Sun. He was eventually defeated and captured by the Khitans, and his country was destroyed and his family was destroyed.
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