Chapter 10 Chapter Two

"Longge Zhenhuang's two daughters are also sent here with the crown prince." Nine Kings beckoned. Two tiger and leopard cavalry warriors each carried a woman, strode up to the Maharaja, kicked their boots behind their knees, and the woman knelt in the dust.Judging from their stature, they were just girls who were almost grown up. The brocade skirts on their bodies were bright and luxurious, their faces were covered by loose long hair, and the bruises on their wrists could not be concealed. "It's grown so big..." Maharaja was silent for a moment, then whispered.

The girl in the red horse skirt shook her head violently, her long hair raised, and her bright eyes were like sharp knives.People who saw her appearance were stunned for a moment. "She's a beauty!" Tie Yougui whispered in Bimogan's ear. Bimogan didn't answer, but opened his mouth slightly, looking fascinated.Even if it was covered with dust, it couldn't hide her beauty. It was Zhang Mingyan's jade-like face, her upper teeth clenched her lips tightly like shellfish, and there was a kind of charm in her anger.The wind blows her loose hair, making people tremble with the tips of her hair, completely forgetting where she is.

"I really didn't expect it to be so beautiful." It took him a long time to come back to his senses. "They were all unkempt along the way. Uncle changed their clothes and washed off the dirt when they were near Beidu." Maharaja looked at her and sighed for a long time.This is Longge Zhenhuang's eldest daughter, Longgeqin. When she was born, the Maharaja once hugged her. "Brother, you can't release it." The Nine Kings reminded in a low voice, "Otherwise, at the Kulig Conference, the lords of several major tribes..." "Then, send it to the princes as slaves in the tent... No, send it to the prince as a slave in the tent. You will not be released or transferred."

"Lu Song Guo Leer, if you want to make us submit, it is better to kill us! Our daughter of the Long Ge family will not bow to the enemy!" The prisoner shouted hoarsely, and she struggled. Two tiger and leopard riders rushed forward and pressed her shoulders, but they barely restrained her.They tried their best to push her head down, but Long Geqin desperately raised his head, looked through the gaps in his hair, and stared at the Maharaja.The tiger and leopard rider slapped her hard on the face, and half of her cheeks were blood red, but she still screamed loudly.At last the soldiers pinched her cheeks and thrust the handle of the whip into her mouth, and her curses turned into heavy gasps in her throat.

Maharaja looked at her quietly, as if he didn't hear anything: "That's it, don't wrong them." "Brother, don't give it up to the two brats, grab it." Tie You bit his lip and rubbed his palms uneasily. Bi Mogan's heart became hot.He didn't want to give up this opportunity, and hurried forward: "There are a few people missing in my son's tent, so my father will send them to my son, and my son will not treat them badly." The majesty was still hesitating, but the Ninth King took the words: "Bimogan has made great contributions with his younger brother this time. If the older brother doesn't reward him, give him these two women. Bimogan is a benevolent master." , will not be bad for them."

Bimogan secretly glanced at the Nine Kings, unable to hide his joy.The Nine Kings also smiled at him, there was no need to say much between them. "Alright, that's it." Maharaja finally nodded. Bimogan was overjoyed, took a step forward, and stretched out his arms to stop the tiger and leopard rider who was pressing down on Long Geqin. Seeing those thick hands pinching the girl's delicate body, he felt a little angry in his heart.Long Geqin lost all strength and lay on his side in the grass, his chest rising and falling sharply with his breathing. Bimo straightened his expression: "From now on, I am your master, obey my orders, and I will naturally not let you suffer."

He spoke to two people, but his eyes were only on Long Geqin.Look at her fresh and fair skin like mare's milk, her lips are as gorgeous as wild poppies blooming in spring, and the curves of her figure under the red dress are like the soft back of a lamb.He just didn't dare to look into Long Geqin's eyes, he was a little afraid of her eyes. "The eldest prince... really... want me?" Long Geqin's voice was intermittent.She tried her best to prop up her body, raised her face, and her eyes flashed in the sun, as if there was a touch of magnificent blue.Bi Mogan only felt that his lips and tongue were so dry that he couldn't bear it: "Of course, I will never let you suffer."

Long Geqin looked at him, and slowly, her face softened, "Thank you, Prince..." Her voice lowered, and Bi Mogan saw some whispers between her lips, but couldn't hear them clearly, so he couldn't help but bent down and moved closer. "Stop!" Nine Kings shouted from behind. Bi Mogan was shocked, it was already too late.Long Geqin stepped forward suddenly, pressed against his chest, and pulled out the small saber hanging there with a "crack". "Lu Song!" Long Geqin's voice was hoarse and shrill. "Protect the Majesty!" The Nine Kings roared and stretched out their hands to reach his waist, but found nothing. His saber was left in the side pouch of the saddle.

He turned sideways to block the majesty, but the maharaja somehow took a step by himself, and the Nine Kings bumped into him with his shoulder, and took a step back.Long Geqin's red dress was like a fire shadow. She waved a small saber and threw herself at Maharaja recklessly. There was no one between her and Maharaja.Ba Bang pressed the handle of the knife and rushed out, watching the small knife shaking in the blazing sunlight, but he couldn't catch up. "Bimogan!" The roar of the Nine Kings was deafening. Bimogan's mind was empty, and the thought of drawing his sword was like a flash of light.He swung the iron sword sideways, and the cold light flickered out. Bimogan took advantage of the remaining momentum to take a step, and clearly felt his sword cut into the human body, cut open the back bone, and pushed straight in again.Hot blood surged in mid-air, Long Geqin swayed weakly, fell backwards, her back as soft as a lamb split open.Bimogan let go of the hilt of his sword and hugged her blankly.

Long Geqin was actually laughing.With a venomous smile, she opened her mouth with the last of her strength: "The daughter of our Zhenyan Department will not be anyone's slave!" She suddenly pushed Bi Mogan's shoulders, and his body fell heavily on the grass.The hilt of the sword was on the ground, and the edge of the sword suddenly protruded from the front chest. The blood was as red as her horse skirt, splashing wantonly on the grass. It was so quiet that the chirping of eagles could be heard in the distance.Bi Mogan stared blankly at his hand, on which Long Geqin's blood was still warm.

There was a whimpering sound, like a single string being played in the wind. Long Ge Ning, the youngest daughter of the Longe family who had been lowering her head, crawled towards her sister's body crying, and Bi Mogan stood up and took a few steps back weakly.Long Ge Ning hugged her sister, she fumbled and pressed the wound on Long Ge Qin's back, pressing to prevent the blood from flowing out, as if the blood did not flow away, Long Ge Qin could still come back to life.But her little hand couldn't hold it down, and Long Geqin's body was getting colder and colder in her arms. She looked desperately at her blood-stained hands, and buried her head on Longgeqin's chest. In the silence, the cry was so piercing.She was crying and babbling, as if she wanted to say something to her sister, but no one could understand, she was dumb.Amochi turned his head sideways, covered his face with his sleeve, and couldn't help crying.He thought of the mare that died at home last year, the foal surrounded its mother in the wind and snow, licking its carcass, and stood there dumbfounded until it was hopeless, watching its mother being dragged away for a long time It didn't make any sound. "Come on! Come on! Drag it on! Drag it all on!" Nine Kings came to their senses first, shouting loudly and standing sideways in front of the Maharaja.The veins on his forehead were throbbing violently, and his face was terribly blue. More than a dozen warriors riding tigers and leopards rushed out from the formation, and the nobles just came to their senses, and the subordinate warriors rushed out to surround the Maharaja, some people lost control of their horses in a panic, and the horses neighed and charged, a mess.Countless figures flashed in front of him, and Amochi was pressed back. He saw the sharp long knives in the hands of those tiger and leopard riders, and he wanted to rush out to do something, but he also knew that he couldn't.Anyone who offends the majesty is a capital crime. "Asule! Asule!" Someone shouted, "Come back! Come back!" That was the old man's voice!Amochi recognized it, and he tried to stretch his arms, trying to see where Hesa ​​was.He was stunned suddenly, and the whole crowd quieted down with him, as well as the warriors riding tigers and leopards.They were only ten feet away from the babbling and crying girl, but they hesitated to push forward, Shizi stood in front of them. "Come back! Come back!" Hesa ​​lowered his voice and shouted, but now everyone was watching this strange scene. The child looked back hesitantly, and Hesa ​​waved at him desperately. The moment his gaze passed by, Amochi felt a chill all over his body and shivered slightly.The child was also trembling. He turned his head to face the sabers of the tiger and leopard cavalry warriors, and slowly opened his arms.The sleeves of that moon-white robe looked like the wings of a kitten. Everyone knew what he was going to do - he blocked Longge Ning behind him. The wind blew his fluttering robe sleeves, he panted lightly and quickly, the tiger and leopard rider knew that he was afraid.But the tiger and leopard riders were even more frightened, no one dared to rush over, it was the prince. "Protect your son! Catch this traitor!" Nine Kings shouted again. The tiger and leopard riders marched forward boldly. The centurion at the head raised his knife to threaten him, and swung his arms to hold Shi Zi in his arms. His knife was ready to cut off Long Ge Ning's head.The look in the eyes of the Nine Kings just now was extremely cold and stern, this is the time to erect military prestige.Shizi didn't dodge, he looked at the blade and reached out to hug the centurion's arm holding the blade.The centurion retracted his saber with all his strength in horror, lost his balance, and slammed into Shizi's body fiercely. The saber fell into the grass, and both of them fell to the ground. Shizi knelt there with his hands propped up, blocking the girl under his thin body.He suddenly coughed violently, splashing onto the girl's immature face, it turned out to be bright red blood spots.He wiped the blood off the girl's face with his hands, brushed the hair on her forehead for her, and struggled to stand up again.Just like the first time, he opened his arms again and stood in front of Long Gening. There was some commotion in the crowd, and the majesty's face was terribly clouded. "Get out of the way!" The Nine Kings shouted back the terrified tiger and leopard riders. He took the saber from the saddle and stood in front of the child majestically. "My son! The rebellion of the Zhenyan tribe who murdered your father is the enemy of our Qingyang tribe, you must know how to respect yourself!" Holding the knife, he walked forward slowly, staring at Shizi coldly. Even a warrior like Ba Bang would feel a chill on his back when he saw the eyes of the Nine Kings. Shizi trembled even more, and he stepped back in small steps.The old man was trembling just like Shizi, his beard was trembling, and Amochi felt his heart was about to jump out. The prince suddenly knelt down.Everyone's heart lightened, but Shizi stood up again, he supported his body with difficulty, bowed his waist, and tried to raise his head.His arms hang down to the ground, holding in his hand - a sword! It was the saber dropped by the tiger and leopard rider, and the child faced the Nine Kings with the saber in both hands in an extremely clumsy posture.Everyone's gasping voices merged into a low cry, and it was his uncle Tang who aimed the knife at Shizi.Amochi felt that his head was empty all of a sudden, and there was an unusual stubbornness in the clumsy posture of the child holding the knife. Jiu Wang couldn't take the next step, he stopped there stiffly. "Stop it all!" Maharaja's low growl broke the dead silence. He raised his eyes suddenly, as if an invisible knife light swept past, the white haze in his eyes was so chillingly bright.He took a step forward and copied the knife in the hands of the Nine Kings, and took his hand to mount the horse together. "Bury this child." He glanced at Long Geqin's body, then looked at Long Ge Ning, "That child stayed in Shizi's tent to take care of Shizi, and that's how it was handled. I don't want to hear anyone say anything to me again. Talk about it!" He didn't look at his son any more, and patted the Nine Kings on the shoulder: "Elu, follow me to the underground palace to worship our ancestors." The nobles got on their horses and followed the Maharaja back to the city.The tiger and leopard cavalry were stationed outside the city. Amidst the whistle of the horn horn, the white flag led the army to the south.Only the trampled grassland was left, there were fewer people, and the wind picked up. Amochi put on his lens to block the wind and sand, and gathered around Shizi with Dahesa.The distant nobles were talking about something in a low voice, and Amochi vaguely heard that it was about this child, but he couldn't hear it clearly. He only felt that the eyes quietly passed by people were a little strange. Da Hesa ​​went up and broke the child's hands one by one, threw the saber aside, touched his head wordlessly, and pointed to the noble lady in fine clothes who had already been waiting by the side: "A Sule, follow He Sa Sa has returned to the city, and Mrs. Ying will be your mother from now on." Amochi knew Mrs. Yingshi, who was the wife of Mu Li, a famous Qingyang general.The Maharaja appointed such a noble lady as the mother of the son, it seemed that he was deeply in love with him, but I don't know why such a favored son was sent to the Zhenyan Department far away from his parents. The child looked up at the kind Mrs. Ying, but shook his head without saying a word. "Asule, don't you remember? It was Mrs. Ying who delivered the baby for you. At that time, you were only as long as a kitten." Da Hesa ​​took his hand and gestured to the size of the kitten. The child still shook his head, turning his head to the side without looking at anyone. Both Mrs. Ying and Dahesa became embarrassed.The old man scratched his bald head, helpless. "Mum is dead," the child stepped back, "she's dead..." Amochi shivered involuntarily, only feeling that there was such a strong smell of blood in these words. "Suma...Suma..." The child turned to the real-faced girl sitting on the ground numbly, and called her nickname.He stretched out his trembling hands to her face, as if to wipe away the tears from her face. The girl's eyes were full of panic, she hugged her sister's body tightly in her arms, and wanted to retreat, but couldn't.She suddenly bit Shizi's palm hard, and the old man let out an "ouch" and was about to rush out to pull them away. But he stopped suddenly.Blood dripped slowly from the edge of Shizi's palm, but the child didn't move, didn't move at all, and didn't even show pain.He just looked at the girl named Longge Ningsuma quietly, and then stretched out his other hand to wipe away the tears on her face. Blood dripped on his big white sleeve, slowly oozing. "Suma...it's me...don't be afraid...I will protect you..." The child's face suddenly lost its color, and he pressed his forehead hard, as if he couldn't bear the pain of dizziness.He struggled to stand up, but lost his strength and fell powerlessly in the grass. 【history】 Many years later, Qingyang Zhaowu Gong Lu Guichen Asu was strangled to death in his golden tent. The dying Duke Zhaowu waited for the patriarch and scholars to discuss his posthumous title.He held Dahesayan Jinglong's hand and said: "I once swore to protect Qingyang and the people I love, but I was wrong. I am too arrogant! In fact, my ability can only protect so few people." It's just an individual. It's a pity that they all left me one by one." Then he passed out, and when the patriarchs passed on the agreed posthumous title of "Zhaowu" to the golden tent, he opened his eyes again and said a sentence that no one in history could understand. And then he died. For the first time in Yan Jinglong's life, she felt her hands loosen, and the aging Dahesa suddenly couldn't help crying, thinking of the child under the blazing sun many years ago. "I will protect you." In fact, his whole life was just for these words.