Li Jun was born as a county prince. Before King Chen rebelled, he was a successful young man.
He had a handsome name and was well-educated. He could not only carry a gun to the battlefield, but also recite poems and write poems. After King Chen's rebellion, even though he was burned beyond recognition, he never lost his gentleness in his bones - except for eating.
Song Huiyue's single-handed revenge on Zhang Xutang was something he had never thought of.
After hearing Song Huiyue's atrocities, he was afraid in his heart and thought: "Is this also allowed to be said? She told me the truth so readily. Could it be that she wanted to kill me and silence me? It must be."
If Song Huiyue really wants to kill him and silence him, then he is definitely no match for Yin Xiao. He cannot escape if he has no righteousness.
After thinking for a moment, he thought that he might as well use the excuse of peeing to sneak away quietly.
He stretched out his hand and fumbled to hold the jar in his hand. Before he could say that he was in urgent need of urination, Song Huiyue turned to him and asked, "Is there also wine in this jar?"
"No," Li Jun explained, fearing that she would snatch the jar and forget about sneaking away quietly, "this is my father."
This time it was Song Huiyue's turn to be shocked: "Isn't your father buried in the cellar?"
She pulled Yin Xiao back two steps. After sitting down, she re-examined the jar that was similar to holding bream dishes.
Li Jun told the truth: "I planned to leave here, but I was worried that my father would be scared here alone, so I dug him out and burned him so that I could take him with me."
He patted the jar and said, "Despite the size of the jar, there isn't much left after burning it. My father has been dead for so many years, how much can be left."
As he spoke, he said rather sadly: "Actually, even if I took him away, I would only take away part of my father, and the other part would be buried in the cellar forever. It's all because of my unfilial piety. I should have taken it away from the beginning."
Burned my father."
After hearing this, Song Huiyue looked at Li Jun with a somewhat wary look, suspecting that this man had gone crazy - she had never seen anyone carrying the remains of his dead father with him.
Yin Xiao stood in front of Song Huiyue calmly, picking up a half-burned dead branch outside the fire. Whenever Li Jun went crazy, he would stab him to death with a stick.
Both parties were terrified of each other and wanted to sneak away quietly, but in the end they stood up together and took steps towards the trail together.
Although Li Jun was embarrassed, he was still making excuses for himself: "I'll go for convenience, what about you?"
Song Huiyue still answered him concisely and concisely: "Dingzhou."
As soon as Li Jun heard this answer, he mentally slapped himself: "Li Jun, Li Jun, why are you so mouthy? Now, if she tells you where she is going, she will kill you to silence you."
"
He was very desperate.
Then Song Huiyue asked again: "Do you want to go together? With your father."
Li Jun immediately sentenced himself to death. He didn't want to agree, and he was worried that Yin Xiao would stab him with a stick if he didn't agree, so he could only agree with tears.
The three of them started walking in the dead of night until dawn. Seeing that Yin Xiao showed no signs of killing him, Li Jun suddenly realized that Song Huiyue had no intention of killing him and was really asking him if he wanted to come with him.
Go to Dingzhou.
This was the first time in so many years that someone wanted to go with him. He was immediately moved to tears, pointing to a village at the foot of the mountain and said: "It's already dawn, let's find a house to rest."
Song Huiyue yawned: "Neither Yin Xiao nor I can speak very well. You are Wang Sun, the most understanding of people and the world. You go first, and we will come later."
Li Jun hugged the jar and nodded: "Madam, you are indeed self-aware, so I will go first and you will come back later."
He was tired and hungry, so he walked down the mountain with his legs crossed. Song Huiyue found a stone and sat down. Seeing that Yinxiao didn't show any signs of fatigue, and the injury on his leg seemed to be okay, she put her mind at ease and patted herself.
He patted the rocks around him.
Yin Xiao stepped forward and sat down at the place where Song Huiyue took the picture. He also downplayed the fact that he killed Zhang Rui. He thought that the eldest lady was more powerful, and it was better not to take action. Once he did, the Zhang family suffered.
Great calamity.
At the same time, he looked at the ring of numbness on Song Huiyue's wrist, and asked in a low voice: "Madam, my wife is really gone?"
Song Huiyue nodded calmly: "Yes, I asked Aunt Lin and Tan Ran to take Auntie's spiritual tablet to Tanzhou. Qinghui is at the palace."
She patted Yin Xiao on the shoulder: "You are very important, so don't leave without saying goodbye."
In the twilight sky, Yin Xiao's gentle reply rang out. He sat under Song Huiyue. In order to prevent himself from being too high above Song Huiyue, he shrunk himself into a heavy ball, with docile phoenix eyes.
It drooped down.
The two of them sat quietly like this. After half an hour, Li Jun ran up with a large flour bag.
Panting, he walked up to Song Huiyue, sat down, opened his dough bag, and took out the pancakes one by one.
"Fortunately, you two didn't go. Your arrest documents were posted everywhere. The portraits were really real. The government officials were searching every door of the house. As soon as I entered the village, the villagers told me that a stranger had arrived.
Li Zheng took me to the yamen and interrogated me several times. Thanks to my cleverness, I said that I was passing by to buy dry food and that I didn't resemble the portrait at all, so I got away."
Finally, he took out two pieces of sea arrest documents and handed them to Song Huiyue: "Mr. Zhang is Prime Minister Zhang. The weight is heavier than anyone else. You should be careful."
It only took one night for the sea fishing documents to be sent so far, which shows how much attention the government attaches to this matter.
Song Huiyue took it in her hand and looked at it carefully. She saw that her name, age, and address were all very detailed, and her portrait was also vivid. She didn't know who painted it.
The one about Yin Xiao was a lot more vague. It was obvious that he knew very little about Yin Xiao. Even his name was vaguely replaced by the word "assassin".
The portrait is also scrawled, not as expressive as the one originally painted by the King of Jin.
After Song Huiyue read it, she folded it and stuffed it into her arms, ready to make a pancake and eat it later.
She sighed: "I'm afraid the house is also sealed, which is a pity."
Li Jun bit the cooking cake into a crescent moon: "You still regret the house? Aren't you afraid? This has just begun. In a few days, Dingzhou may have your sea fishing documents."
Song Huiyue broke open the cooking cake and stuffed it into her mouth: "There is a severe drought in Dingzhou and I am too busy to take care of myself. I have no time to catch us two thieves. As for along the way..."
She glanced at Li Jun with a half-smile.
Li Jun was stunned and suddenly slapped his thigh: "Okay, I've been fooled by you again. It turns out that you asked me to lead the way for you! Fortunately, I am full of joy and regard you as true friends."
Song Huiyue swallowed a piece of cake: "Of course I treat you as a friend, otherwise I would have killed you and silenced you long ago."
As soon as he said silence, Li Jun snorted coldly, knowing that he had accidentally got into a pirate ship and would not be able to get off for a while.
It didn't matter if he went to Dingzhou, he didn't want to die in Taihang County.
After eating the cooking cakes, Yinxiao sneaked into the village quietly, stole a sheepskin water bag, filled it with a pot of well water, and stole a piece of linen clothing, tore off a piece, tied it to his arm, and wore mourning for Mrs. Song.