Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

After lunch, Yan Chengrui and Ling Jingxuan were ready to leave without the need for the master to rush. The longer they stayed here, the worse it would be for the family. Thanks to them for allowing him to relive those poor but warm days, Ling Jingxuan will The only two silver ingots he had on his body were given to Yang Jinghong, and he would definitely repay them when he had the opportunity in the future. Now all he has are two silver ingots. Yang Jinghong didn't want it at first, but his reaction It's not as painful as Yang Huai's mother and son. It's just that they are ungrateful and unfavorable. It wasn't until Ling Jingxuan persuaded him to think about the children instead of himself that he reluctantly accepted it. Just when they were about to leave Suddenly, the old man stopped them.

"Father, what do you want to do?"

Not to mention that Yan Shengrui and his wife didn't understand, even Yang Jinghong didn't understand, but the old man didn't answer him, but just looked at the direction where Yan Shengrui and the others were standing based on his feeling: "Jinghong, take the children out first, I have something to talk to alone they said."

"father."

Yang Jinghong looked at him in embarrassment and then at Ling Jingxuan, for a moment he didn't know whether he should be obedient or not.

"Quickly cough and cough out..."

"Okay, dad, don't get excited, let's go out right away."

The old man coughed uncontrollably when he got angry, Yang Jinghong didn't dare to hesitate any longer when he saw this, he hurriedly took the children away, and when he passed by Yan Shengrui and the others, he gave them an apologetic look, his father's temper was very weird, But that was all many years ago. At that time, they still lived in the tribe. Didn't expect it to happen again today? ?well? ?

Thinking of the past, Yang Jinghong sighed deeply.

"What is the old man's order?"

When Yang Jinghong and the others left, they did not forget to close the door. Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui looked at each other, walked over and squatted in front of him.

"Old man?"

To their surprise, the old man who should be invisible suddenly grabbed his hand accurately, Ling Jingxuan made a suspicious voice, Yan Shengrui floated forward, staring at him with tiger eyes vigilantly, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time One blow, if he dares to hurt Jingxuan? ?

"You are not ordinary businessmen, are you?"

The old man approached Ling Jingxuan with his eyes open, almost whispering in his ear, Ling Jingxuan frowned almost imperceptibly, thinking about how to answer him, the old man's voice sounded again: "Don't deny it, the conversation you just had in the back I'm I heard it all, don't underestimate the immobile old man, little guy, answer me, why did the four major families chase you down?"

His words solved their doubts. He actually knows martial arts. Maybe his martial arts are almost exhausted due to physical reasons, but he was originally sitting at the position closest to the back wall. It's not surprising to hear it, but even if he doesn't help him feel his pulse, Ling Jingxuan can still feel that his poison has already penetrated into his heart veins. Before he was poisoned, his martial arts should not be weak. Why did he fall into such a state?

"We are indeed not ordinary businessmen. Before answering your question, shouldn't you explain your identity first?"

Ling Jingxuan lowered his eyes and glanced at the almost bruised wrist, his eyes fixed on him like a sharp knife. This person is probably not an ordinary person.

"Haha cough cough—"

The old man raised his head and smiled, but couldn't resist the torment of the virus and coughed violently. Ling Jingxuan took advantage of the situation and withdrew his hand, got up and poured a bowl of water on the table and handed it to him. After drinking the water, the old man finally stopped coughing.

"Earth!"

"Let me show you something."

Throwing the already limited thick bowl on the ground, the old man tore off the mattress covering his lower body, Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui were both suffocated, his legs were actually empty from the knees down, and he was usually covered with a mattress. How to move, I can't see it at all, didn't expect it? ?His eyes sank involuntarily, Ling Jingxuan knew that his intuition was correct, this old man was by no means an ordinary person, ordinary people would not let their legs be cut off and thrown in such a place.

"I was originally Zhuohan, the head of the largest Wusun tribe in southern Xinjiang. The Wusun tribe has assisted the king of Nanjiang for generations. The emperor visited the king of Nanjiang in person. The patriarch of my Wusun tribe was also present. The king of Nanjiang agreed to remove the king. , but also required that the emperor at that time not to use troops against southern Xinjiang during his lifetime, and not to forcibly conquer by force. That emperor was a rare wise man and a good emperor who cared about the people. The two reached an agreement and the imperial court withdrew troops from southern Xinjiang.

However, many years later, the Jiang family proposed that they should not give up the title of King of Southern Xinjiang, and proposed the autonomy of southern Xinjiang. The shortcoming of lack of information among the tribes constantly brainwashed the patriarchs of the various tribes, saying that the court will wipe them out sooner or later. If they want to survive, everyone can only resist together and govern southern Xinjiang. I trust them very much. As time goes by, the outside world becomes more and more afraid of southern Xinjiang, and the tribes in the mountains also reject foreigners more and more. When I took over the Wusun tribe, the situation was undoubtedly worse.

At the beginning, I also trusted the Jiang family. Later, I accidentally met a man from it. Through his mouth, I realized that Nanjiang has become so unbearable in the eyes of the outside world. The situation is getting worse and worse. Attracting the imperial army, I decisively took the two elders of the Wusun tribe to Jiang's house, did not expect? ?However, I was poisoned by them, my eyes were ruined, and my legs were cut off. Under the desperate protection of two elders, I came to this ancient tribe in the deep mountains. It has already invaded my heart, but I can't die yet. I must save the Wusun tribe, my people, and the entire southern border. This is my inherent responsibility, me?Cough cough? ? "

The old man held his breath, and when he was talking about excitement, he couldn't help coughing violently again. Ling Jingxuan got up and gently patted his back to let him breathe. Yan Shengrui also silently poured him another bowl of water. After moistening his throat, the old man He raised his hand to stop them: "No, leave me alone, let me finish first, the reason why the Wusun tribe is the largest tribe in southern Xinjiang is entirely because the founding emperor of the year came out of my Wusun tribe.

Many people don't know about this now, but the events of that year are clearly depicted on the wall of the secret cave that only every patriarch knows. It is a sad story. The founding emperor of the court was the eldest son of the patriarch with outstanding abilities. Born with supernatural power, however, he cannot inherit the position of patriarch, because he does not have the red eyes that symbolize the patriarch. The succession of the patriarch of the Wusun tribe is not based on ability or the so-called concubines from the outside world, but a pair of red eyes. Every patriarch will If there are more than two red-eyed children, it will be regarded as ominous, and the red-eyed children born later will be burned alive by the tribe.

The patriarch's eldest son was capable and ambitious. He quietly left the Wusun tribe when he became an adult. Later, he learned that he led people from other tribes to capture Nanjiang City, which is now E'nan City. The girl married, the old patriarch at that time no longer sent people to look for him.

Many years later, he unified the Central Plains and created the prosperity of the Qing Dynasty. The old patriarch left a will before his death. The Wusun tribe and the Yan royal family lived in the same line and could never be enemies!All the patriarchs and elders of the Wusun tribe knew about this matter. When necessary, we would also assist the king of southern Xinjiang in maintaining the peace between southern Xinjiang and the imperial court. In this way, until the later patriarchs also passed away one after another, people of the Wusun tribe gradually forgot about it. The people of the clan have nothing to do with the affairs of the emperor, and rarely go outside except to trade herbs and fur for some food. For generations, we have lived a self-sufficient life.

Unexpectedly, this kind of calm was lost to the lies of the Jiang family. After I was murdered by the Jiang family, the two elders desperately sent me here as well. Without the red eyes that symbolized my identity, my legs could not rely on myself Walking around, I can only rely on my familiarity with medicinal herbs to live in the Shanhai tribe above. I have thought about trying to inform the Wusun tribe, but there is no way. The Shanhai tribe is the deepest tribe in the deep mountains of southern Xinjiang. Many people don't even know they exist, and they don't usually go out at all, and my news can't get out at all.

About 20 years ago, I lost to loneliness and despair, got married to an ugly woman who couldn't get married, and gave birth to Jinghong. Thinking that just over three years ago, Jinghong actually gave birth to a daughter with red eyes that symbolized the head of the Wusun tribe. At that moment, I felt like a blow to the head. It’s an ominous sign. They wanted to burn the child to death. My wife died under their sticks in order to protect the child. My daughter-in-law also hurt her brain because of the child. In the end, we couldn’t do it. We had to leave the tribe and move to this place. In the mountain depression that may be submerged by sea water at any time, even so, people from the Ministry of Mountains and Seas are still worried, and they will come to persecute me from time to time, and the little ambition I recovered after the birth of the child will slowly be extinguished? ? "

At the end of the old man's speech, milky white liquid flowed out of his eyes. A pair of red eyes, in Wusunbu, are a symbol of absolute power, but in Shanhaibu, they are the incarnation of demons and goblins. Ling Jingxuan finally understood the meaning of the man's words at the beginning , he said that his daughter is not a monster, it is the deepest love a father has for his daughter, father's love is like a mountain, at this moment he finally understands the weight of it, because the daughter is different After going through so many hardships, Yang Jinghong's love for her Still no detractors.

"Patriarch Zhuohan told us so much, but what is his order?"

After sorting out his emotions a bit, Ling Jingxuan squatted in front of him again. At this time, the person with the heaviest heart was probably Yan Shengrui behind him. If the founding emperor of Qingguo really came from the Wusun tribe, he was once a member of the Wusun tribe. The eldest son, then they are truly of the same clan. Before they came to Southern Border, none of them would have thought that so many problems would be involved in a small Southern Border.

"Ahem?? Little Fox, I've already told you the truth. Now it's your turn. Don't try to change the subject."

Zhuohan opened his mouth and coughed twice again, the trick was exposed, Ling Jingxuan stuck out his tongue in embarrassment, looked back at Yan Shengrui, saw him nodding to himself, then smiled and said: "The patriarch Zhuohan should know that in his heart." Well, they will be hunted down collectively by the four major families. It must be someone from the imperial court. My husband is Yan Shengrui, Prince of Daqing Chaocheng. A few years ago, the Jiang family reached out to the royal family. From southern Xinjiang."

"what?!"

After Ling Jingxuan's words fell, Zhuohan roared excitedly, his old face full of chrysanthemum folds was full of shock, he had guessed their identities, but he never dreamed that they were actually members of the royal family, so, then, aren't they his? ?Zhuohan was so excited that he couldn't help himself, God treated him kindly, and in his lifetime he actually met someone from the Yan family.

The milky white tears that had been suppressed for twenty or thirty years flowed quietly out of his eyes. Zhuohan had suffered too much in his life, but at this moment, he still felt that he was lucky, and that God was kind to him.