He did not dare to be negligent and answered hesitantly: "Back to... back to the general, the younger one... the younger one's name is Mo Yu."
"Mo Yu. Where do you live?" General Zhao's tone suddenly became gentler, which surprised everyone around him. Everyone was silent, waiting for what was about to happen.
"The little one...the little one is an orphan."
"Well, since you have no relatives, it would be easier. I will give you a good burial." On a sweltering summer night, Zhao Changyuan's gentle voice said something that made everyone present shudder: "Someone, throw him into the well.
"After saying that, he turned around and stopped looking at him.
Several soldiers came out in response, picked up Mo Yu's arms and dragged him to the well.
Mo Yu screamed heart-breakingly behind Zhao Changyuan: "Ah? Ah! General! General Zhao, please have mercy! I really don't know! Ah, help! Second Young Master, please save me! Second Young Master!"
When Young Master Pan saw that the pretty boy showed his true feelings today, he was already standing there in shock, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and could not say anything.
The surrounding slaves were also trembling with fear, fearing that they would be the next person Zhao Changyuan would pick. Seeing that their companions who had been with them day and night were dragged alive to the mouth of the well, hanging by a thread, they all closed their eyes.
Cover your ears and can't bear to face it again.
Just when half of his body was pressed into the wellhead, Mo Yu's defense completely collapsed: "I say, I say! General! I say!"
Zhao Changyuan turned around and nodded to the soldiers driving him. They pulled him down the wellhead and drove him back to the general. "I'm listening." The general looked down at Mo Yu, who was paralyzed at his feet, and said calmly.
said.
"The eldest young master...the eldest young master actually has no other home." Mo Yu had just finished the first half of the sentence when he saw impatience creeping onto Zhao Changyuan's face, and he quickly continued: "But...he once made arrangements for his wet nurse, Mama Xu.
Family business, he himself also occasionally goes to accompany him for a while."
"where?"
"In the wind and rain bridge corridor in the western suburbs, in the middle of the lake."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, except for Mr. Pan, who was standing aside and sweating profusely. His brother provoked such a madman, and it was as difficult as stepping on a landmine.
Zhao Changyuan left with his army in a mighty manner. Deputy General Zhao Liang walked to Mo Yu, knelt down and patted his shoulder, and handed him a bag of silver: "Then...this is what our general means, take it.
Drink to calm down the shock."
Everyone in the Pan family was frightened by Zhao Changyuan's iron-blooded tactics tonight. This man is known as the best young master in Luoyang City! His image of a gentle and slender gentleman is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people that no one can accept it for a while.
His killer face tonight.
But the soldiers of the army did not find it strange at all. They had followed Zhao Changyuan through life and death for so many years, and had long been accustomed to his decisiveness in killing on the battlefield and his smooth methods in interrogating prisoners. This was too ordinary for a qualified general.
But what's more, everyone knows that their general is kind-hearted and can't bear to deal with prisoners of war. How could he kill a little Mo Yutong? Cooperating with General Zhao to pretend to be crazy and scare people is a skill that the Zhao army has become perfect at.
.
He Yong, who was sharp-eyed, saw that Zhao Changyuan's pace was becoming more and more difficult, and he couldn't bear it: "General Zhao, let me go with you, your injury is not healed yet."
Zhao Changyuan got on his horse tiredly and rejected his kindness: "No need, I can go by myself when I have the direction."
He Yong was really worried. The general's behavior today was too ordinary. He couldn't help but ask: "Why did Pan Zhuqing offend the general? Why..."
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Changyuan's mouth: "Don't ask, just take them back to the camp. Everyone has worked hard today." After walking so much and standing for a long time, the wound on his leg started to hurt again.
Watching the army being led by He Yong and Zhao Liang gradually drifting away, he felt sad in his heart and whispered to himself: "Tonight may be the last time I lead you, brothers, take care."
Seeing the house in the middle of the lake that seemed to be suspended in smoke from a distance, Zhao Changyuan stopped his horse, guessing that it was probably here.
He stored the horses in the stables on the roadside, took advantage of the thin morning mist, endured the pain with every step, and tried to make his steps look normal, walking step by step towards the sleeping house in the middle of the lake.
"Mother Xu, do you really not want me to go with you? No one will help you get your things, so you must be exhausted?" As the door opened with a "squeak", Yang Yiyi's voice came from far to near.
came out. Zhao Changyuan, who was squatting on the roof, almost fell from it. Until the second before this moment, he was still praying to God in his heart that his wife would not appear here, but the cruel reality took away his last trace.
Hope was shattered. When Yang Yiyi walked out of the house with Xu's mother in her arms and appeared in Zhao Changyuan's sight, the tears he was holding back through gritted teeth still slipped from his eyes and dripped on the bricks.
smash.
"Oh, girl, you really don't have to come with me. I don't know how long I'm going to go shopping. If Master Zhuqing can't see you when he comes back, how anxious will he be?" Mother Xu's casual ridicule made Gong Yueyue embarrassed.
She didn't know what to say, which also caused the man on the roof to break his heart. It seemed that they really had an affair! He became the most ridiculous fool in the world.
"Mother Xu, if you keep talking nonsense, I will ignore you... Be careful on the road, and if you get tired, just take the carriage back." Yueyue was too lazy to explain too much to her. Today is the most critical moment for their team to catch the thief.
One day, she felt a little nervous, a little absent-minded, and a little... faintly uneasy.
After seeing Xu's mother out of the door, she lowered her head and returned to the house with confused thoughts. She hoped that everything would go smoothly. She had delayed a lot of time on Li Fengyan's matter. In recent days, she had been feeling a little irritable.
She didn't have any clues about going back to the first century. She had visited all the temples in Luoyang City before, but found nothing. She was really afraid that she would have to stay here for the rest of her life.
She dreamed about Zhao Changyuan again last night. She dreamed that he was curled up on the beauty's couch and hugging her. She even smelled his body odor in the dream and felt the hot air he blew on her head. In the dream, she slept soundly, and when she woke up
But her heart was sour and wet. She kept comforting herself that people are emotional animals. After all, he had been intimate with her for more than a month, and had slept with her twice. Although both times were not what she wanted, and now she was seriously injured again, she felt
The reluctance to give up or not to bear it is just normal and has no special meaning.
Although she was irritable, it was naturally cool and pleasant to be in the house. After suffering, Zhao Yanzhao squatted on the roof and was dizzy from the rising sun. He looked up and saw that the surroundings of the house were refreshing.
Bamboo forest, thinking that his body has not yet recovered, and Pan Zhuqing would have been scorched to death by the scorching sun without seeing Pan Zhuqing, so he gently turned over and went to the ground, sneaking into the bamboo forest lightly.
Pan Zhuqing rode a carriage to the Fengyu Bridge Corridor around 12:00 in the afternoon. He was caught up in some trivial matters in the Yamen today and was delayed a bit. Thinking of Du Ruotong's safety, he jumped out of the carriage and hurried to the small lake in the middle of the lake.
Garden.
Pushing the door open and entering the courtyard, I saw Yang Yiyi pacing back and forth anxiously. (To be continued)