Chapter 5: The Waste of Water (Three)

"Sigh--" The poor war horse bent his front legs and lay down with his last bit of strength to avoid the fate of his master being broken and broken.

"Who are you?" Zhao Kuangyin chased after him but didn't expect that there was still someone hidden in the pile of corpses. He was stunned for a moment and instinctively placed the copper stick on his chest.

"Be careful!" Chai Rong, Ning Ziming and Han Jing were also caught off guard, and rushed forward and provided protection to Zhao Kuangyin for exclamation.

In this moment of lightning, the old eunuch who suddenly jumped out of the pile of corpses cleanly pulled out the sword from the horse's neck, ignoring the spear and short sword that would stab him at any time, and slashed Yelu Zagu's throat with a backhand.

"Puff--" Blood light splattered, and Yelu Zagu, who was determined to escape, failed to get what he wanted. He slowly fell down the saddle with his eyes wide open. The old man holding the knife quickly inserted the knife into the pool of blood, turned his head, and knelt down at Ning Ziming who had already chased him, "Young master, old slave Feng Si'an, old slave Feng Si'an thinks he will never see you again in his life!"

"You-?" Chai Rong stopped suddenly, and Ning Ziming's steel whip raised above his head could no longer fall. He looked at the old eunuch blankly, with a confused face.

"Young master, I am Feng Si'an! Don't you know me?" The old eunuch looked up and looked quickly, crying loudly, "When you were young, I changed your diapers for you! I was taken by them today to recognize people. I never expected that you would recognize people!"

"You, are you the eunuch beside my father?!" Ning Ziming's body shook, and the steel whip in his hand fell weakly to the ground.

Father, is he really lying to me on purpose? He deliberately said that I was not his biological child in order to let me leave earlier! In an instant, the previous suspicion quickly found the answer, and every word made him heartbroken.

"Old slave, I am! Your Highness, you finally recognize that I am here! Old slave, I am..." The old eunuch Feng Si'an walked a few steps and opened his hands to hug Ning Ziming's thighs. "I never dreamed that I could see you again. After tonight, I will die and be in peace!"

While crying, he said intermittently, like an old man who was about to die, suddenly saw his biological son who had been separated for many years.

Han Jing was on the side, and his eyes turned red. The copper-pack stick that Zhao Kuangyin held in his hand also poked on the ground helplessly. Only Chai Rong suddenly frowned and called in a slightly stiff Khitan saying: "Stop it! Let go of your hand and stay away from him! Who are you, how could you be with these Khitans?!"

"I am Your Majesty's close pen!" The old eunuch Feng Si'an cried abruptly and answered in Chinese first, and then took the initiative to change it to Khitan. "I was forced to recognize people by them. They said that one of you four must be His Majesty's relatives. So, I caught me to avoid admitting my mistakes! I am forced to do so. Your Highness, I didn't know that I would meet you before!"

In the last two sentences, he automatically switched to Chinese. The conversion between the two languages ​​was completely unstable.

"Relax your claws and back!" Han Jing also suddenly remembered that Shi Chonggui had said in person that his confidants had long been killed by others. He immediately put away his tears and pointed them at the old eunuch's eyebrows with a short sword.

"Old slave, old slave..." The sword was so cold that the old eunuch immediately stimulated the sweat beads to roll. He quickly let go of his hand holding Ning Ziming's legs, and quickly moved his knees to stretch the distance. "It was Your Majesty, Your Majesty was drunk after seeing you. Wanyan saw that the situation was wrong and reported it to General Yelu. Yelu, General Yelu sent someone to chase you, but found that you did not return to Yingzhou, but turned to the south halfway. So he knew that he had been fooled, so he immediately led his troops to chase him!"

These words were quite stern. Chai Rong, Zhao Kuangyin and Han Jing were full of doubts, but it was not convenient for him to continue to interfere in the affairs. They turned their eyes to Ning Ziming and waited for him to make the final decision.

Ning Ziming was in a state of excitement, and there was no rationality at all? However, he found that several good friends looked at him without blinking, and immediately realized that this was not the time to act emotionally. After thinking about it, he asked in a deep voice: "When did you become my father's close pen? How many years have you been with him?"

"For many years, Lao Nu and Lao Nu can't remember it very clearly. However, after doing what His Majesty wrote, it was something that His Majesty had only happened after He went north to hunt." Feng Si'an's heart trembled secretly, but his face still maintained a surprised and joyful expression, and responded quickly. "In theory, Lao Nu was not the clumsy one, but he was a little smarter. He was either killed by the Khitans or escaped by himself halfway. Lao Nu, Lao Nu was temporarily promoted!"

"Yes!" Ning Ziming frowned and pondered in a low voice.

The other party's words, and what his father said to him at a banquet, would be in line with the number of words. He could not find any problems from it. However, the old eunuch's skillful and cruel movement when he killed someone made him secretly alert. In the idea of ​​being dragged down by several good friends, he pondered for a while, and continued to ask: "Do you know who my grandfather's family is? I have a few uncles, can they still be in the world?"

"Your Highness's grandfather, Cong Xungong, was a famous minister of this dynasty. He served as the commander of Xian and Dezhou in the Later Tang Dynasty. Your Highness has two uncles, namely Yanru and Yanbin. One has no intention of career, and the other is the commander of the left-wing commander of the infantry under Gao Xingzhou's tent, and he has relied on it very much." Feng Si'an relaxed and gave the answer without hesitation.

He still clamped the things he had with Ning Ziming, making it impossible for the young man to find any flaws. After thinking about it, he shook his head with a wry smile, "Since you called me the young master and changed my diapers, do you know when I was born?"

"Of course, of course I know!" The old eunuch Feng Si'an knelt up and raised his hands to report loudly, "Your Highness, you were born in February of the fourth year of Changxing. The old slave was in the yard at that time. I saw with my own eyes that the red light was filled with the room on the night of your birth. Emperor Gaozu had not ascended the throne at that time. When he learned about it, Longyan was very happy and said that you were the Qilin son of the Shi family and would bring good luck to the family. On the winter solstice that year, Emperor Gaozu was indeed appointed as the governor of Beijing, Hedong Jiedu, Hedong Jiedu, and other places. He also served as the general manager of the Fanhan Horse and Infantry Army in Datong, Zhenwu, Zhangguo, Weisse and other places..."

"Okay, you don't have to say anything more. What are your plans in the future?" Before he could finish his old past, Ning Zi clearly waved his hand and interrupted with a smile.

"Of course, of course, I will follow you! Your Highness, old slave, old slave, and I can speak Khitan words and know the way back to the Central Plains. Old slave, I am willing to work hard for you!" Feng Si'an didn't expect that he could pass so easily, and felt ecstatic in his heart. He kowtowed hard and responded loudly.

"Oh, that's it!" Ning Ziming immediately showed an expression of intention on his face when he heard this. He thought for a while and raised the last question, "Did you know that the person with the surname Yelu had spread the news before you left?"

"No, no!" Feng Si'an was anxious to express himself and responded loudly, "He was so angry that he was anxious to save face. Except for the few people around him, he did not tell anyone else what he wanted to do. Even if he sent the news, Your Highness didn't have to be afraid. Liaodong is not as large as the Central Plains, with a vast land and sparse population. Except for one or two levels, there are other dangerous things, we have a way to get around! Lao Nu knows the road. Lao Nu has been thinking about how to return to the Central Plains safely for more than a year!"

"Okay, we happen to be missing a guide!" Ning Ziming took a deep breath and nodded happily. "Get up, clean up the place, and then let's set off immediately!"

"Thank you, Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness took it in!" The heart hanging in his throat finally fell back into his stomach. Feng Si'an respectfully gave Ning Ziming a full greeting. He got up from the ground, picked up his own detachment, and began to examine the corpses on the ground one by one.

Others are old and fearful of leaving behind a living mouth. Therefore, every time they walk by a corpse, they cut it in their throat without hesitation. Then they start to empty all the pockets on the corpse and choose what is useful to the south.

Although Chai Rong, Zhao Kuangyin and Han Jing were still very worried about this person, they were Ning Ziming's slaves after all. They had to look at the owner's concerns when beating dogs, and they didn't want to interfere too much. So they looked at each other and quickly gathered the war horses that were still useful in the valley.

Although the Khitan general Yelu Yishe hurriedly came to chase after him with only twenty personal guards, the war horses brought more than sixty horses. At this moment, except for those who were injured and dead, there were only fifty halves left. In addition to the dry food, essence and water bags on the horse's back, it was enough for everyone to go straight to Youzhou without any supply along the way.

After everyone had finished collecting the war horses, the old eunuch Feng Si'an repaired the corpse on the ground. Holding a few bright gold medals in both hands, he walked to Ning Ziming with a charming smile on his face, "Young master, we can save our worries now. Holding it, the levels along the way are unobstructed!"

"I'm working hard!" Ning Ziming waved his hand gently and thanked with a smile.

"I dare not, I dare not! You are your highness, shouldn't you serve you?" Feng Si'anmei smiled and turned her body to the side, shaking her head.

"I forgot to ask you something just now, am I the eldest prince or the second prince?" Ning Ziming nodded again with a smile and started copying the steel whip.

"You, of course, you are, you are, no, the second prince!" Feng Si'an's face changed drastically, and he shouted backwards, "Your Highness, how can you doubt the old slave? I have changed your diapers for you and your majesty. I can tell you the truth!"

"Including bringing people to chase me?" Ning Ziming took a step forward and raised the steel whip high. "Since my grandfather has not ascended the throne in the fourth year of Changxing, how could he dare to use eunuchs at home? What's more, my father is just his adopted son, and he privately keeps eunuchs at home. Even if he is not confiscated by the Emperor of Later Tang to exterminate his family, his grandfather will have to destroy his relatives for justice! How could he survive until now?!"

The words are gone, the whip is gone!
Chapter completed!