At this time, Song Huiyue was lying on the bed, panting heavily. Every time she took a breath, her chest and back felt tearing pain, and her clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
As she fell, she hit the stone Buddha.
This stone Buddha has been abandoned for a long time, with bird droppings, moss, and dead leaves piled up in its folded arms, like a nest that caught the falling Song Huiyue with its soft embrace.
Then a big man who picked out bird eggs took her off the stone Buddha and carried her home. He very kindly gave her a bowl of water and a raw bird egg.
After eating and drinking, Song Huiyue tried to move her arms and legs, but luckily no bones were injured.
However, the condition of her face was very bad. She remembered that there was a long cut made by stone fragments.
He touched it with trembling fingers, and his hands were covered with blood.
After touching the blood, she became more and more certain that this big man was a good man who was not interested in money or sex, but just saved people.
After that she fell asleep again and didn't wake up until nightfall.
After waking up, she felt a little energetic and started to look around.
The house she was in was bare-walled and had nothing. Apart from the bed where she was lying, there was only a cabinet left in the house.
The owner of the house squatted outside, chewing grass roots and looking at the sky.
The man was in his prime, but he had nothing to do and was visibly poor. He didn't seem to care whether he had a good meal or not.
He chewed grass roots and looked at the dark night, swallowing up the mountains, and the sky pressing on top of people's heads in an all-encompassing manner, vast and mysterious.
Although the scenery was beautiful, he felt sleepy.
Hearing Song Huiyue's movements, he spit out the grass roots, stood up and walked outside the threshold: "Are you awake? Go back when you wake up. I can't feed you, and there is only one bed at home. If you sleep, I will have no place.
Fell asleep."
Song Huiyue got up, but her head was still dizzy and it hurt when she moved. She said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you very much. I don't know the name of my benefactor?"
The big man frowned: "My surname is not Gao, my surname is Tan."
"Brother Tan," Song Huiyue immediately changed her words to simple words and pulled out the three silver hairpins on her head, "You can use this first."
"Oh, okay," the big man didn't refuse. Just as he was about to urge him more, he suddenly heard the noise outside. He immediately turned on his heels angrily and walked out, "It's so late at night, I won't let anyone sleep!"
Torches continued to pour in from the entrance of the village. After a flurry of excitement, every house lit up lights. Soldiers with knives lined up door to door and began to search. Li Zheng followed them to check if there were any strangers.
"Tan Ran!" Li Zheng saw Tan Ran sticking out his head and ran over immediately.
When he saw this big, lazy man, he got very angry: "Last time I asked you to go to the pier to carry the bags, why didn't you go?"
Tan Ran answered confidently: "If you ask me to pay the travel fee, I won't go. I earn money by my own strength, so why should I pay money to others?"
"Just because someone is in charge of the dock, you have to pay it forward. If there is no guild to manage it, wouldn't the dock be in chaos?"
"I don't cause trouble, so he doesn't need to worry about me."
"You!" Li Zheng was speechless. He turned back to the topic and took out a sea fishing document. "Have you seen this person?"
There were many characters written on it, but Tan Ran didn't recognize any of them, so he took a closer look at the portrait.
The portrait is of a girl with two big eyes, but other than that, everything is very sloppy.
He frowned and thought carefully: "I haven't seen it before."
Li Zheng threatened him again: "If you harbor criminals, all five of your families will go to jail. Do you hear that?"
"I know." Tan Ran yawned sleepily.
The officers and soldiers came along the road to search, and without any hesitation, they pushed Tan Ran aside and went in to search.
The situation in the house was clearly visible, and when the only cabinet was opened, there were only a few rags in it.
The swarming officers and soldiers rolled out again, leaving Tan Ran alone outside scratching his head, wondering when this little lady left without him noticing.
When he returned to the house, he found that the silver hairpin had also been taken away, and he suddenly felt unhappy: "Didn't you tell me to give it to me?"
Lying down muttering, he had nothing to worry about and closed his eyes to fall asleep. However, as he fell asleep, his heart suddenly thumped and he sat up.
"Isn't this little lady the one in the portrait?"
After being frightened, he thought about it carefully: "No, it doesn't look like it."
I don’t know whether it’s because the mother in the portrait is no longer recognized, or whether Song Huiyue’s mother is no longer recognized. In short, it has nothing to do with the portrait, and they are completely different.
Song Huiyue was lying on the grass outside Tan Ran's house, listening silently to the two soldiers who came out to urinate and chat.
"Why don't you hand the person over to the Yamen when you arrest him? You have to hand it over to Zhang Yanei?"
"There are so many things to do, but if you think about it carefully, we, the Wu'an Army, are not responsible for arresting people."
"Ms. Song's noodles are really big."
Song Huiyue listened and thought that Zhang Xutang was really full of tricks. He would not give up unless he turned Tanzhou City over.
She used to think that she could stay away from the troubles and disputes in the court without getting involved, and she wanted wholeheartedly to enjoy pastoral songs and live in harmony with her family. But at this time, she felt that staying away or not, it didn't matter what she said.
Since it doesn't count, we can only pick up the sword and fight and fight back at any cost.
Standing up from the haystack, she bit the tip of her tongue hard. The stinging pain and blood kept her absolutely awake, and she began to walk outside the village.
There is a village near Yue Huaiyu's maternal grandfather's house, where she can go and stay for shelter.
Yue Huaiyu is in Zhuangzi.
A fire in the early morning alarmed her grandmother. Her eyelids were twitching and her heart was frightened. She decided to leave the city and come to Zhuangzi, first to relax and second to avoid the disaster.
Yue Huaiyu came with her grandmother to chat with the elderly to relieve their boredom.
Mrs. Fu was silver-haired and energetic. She patted her granddaughter's hand and said something personal: "When you came here, you said you were going to see Prince Jin. Fortunately, you didn't go. A courtesan caught his eye and made him unable to appear on stage."
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Just saying the word "courtesan" made her feel very uncomfortable, as if this courtesan was an evil existence, and even saying it would be a stain on a good woman.
However, this kind of topic is so exciting that one can’t help but think about it.
Yue Huaiyu said with a smile: "Zhang Xutang has spent spring nights with countless oiran ladies, why do you think so well of him?"
"A prodigal son can't change his fortune," the old lady said. "I know what you're thinking. I'm afraid that he will bully you in the future. He won't. You are the daughter of the Yue family. How dare he?"
The old man went back to King Jin and said, "Fortunately, in front of Mrs. Qi last time, I even said good things about King Jin."
"Mrs. Qi wants to marry Qi Yu to the King of Jin?" Yue Huaiyu felt that Mrs. Qi was brave and confident, "The marriage to the King of Jin must be brought up now."
No matter how depressed the King of Jin is, he is still a prince who has been granted the title of king.
But the dignitaries in Tanzhou City obviously don't think so. King Jin has been in their territory for too long and only knows how to farm. Now he also has a sleeping flower and a willow. In their hearts, they may not be as afraid of King Jin as Zhang.