In front of the North Gate

"coming."

Snow hasn't fallen yet in Pingcheng this year, but the night wind is already very cold.

After Lou Huaiyu entered the compound, it seemed that this was the first time it was so lively, the orange fire reflected the sky all over the sky, and the noisy yelling mixed with some words that Lou Huaiyu didn't understand came from far or near.

The side door was kicked by people outside and almost broke. Lou Huaiyu was quarreled in the middle of the night, wiped her hands in a hurry, put on her clothes and went out.

"I'm coming!"

Someone outside the door was shouting something he couldn't understand.

Lou Huaiyu responded loudly, while going to unlock the gate in his small courtyard.But the light source in his small courtyard is limited, Lou Huaiyu's bloated cotton coat is tied up, and the door latch is stuck tightly due to the force from the outside.

"Don't push it." Lou Huaiyu said.

The rough ore's voice cursed, and finally someone translated in Chinese: "Hurry up! Don't dawdle!"

Lou Huaiyu rolled his eyes lightly and quickly, the force outside the door was finally removed, and he was able to remove the latch. Before he could retreat, the door had been pushed in from the outside.

Lou Huaiyu couldn't dodge it, and was brought to the ground with force, and the side that was leaning on the ground rubbed against a stone, making a not deep but long scratch.

After Lou Huaiyu was ten years old, she seldom suffered from physical pain. She couldn't help hissing and almost shed tears.

A group of young soldiers holding torches quickly poured out from the side door, and ran towards Lou Huaiyu's room, and some of them began to scratch in the grass in his small yard.

Lou Huaiyu stood up enduring the pain, touched the injured area with his right hand, and felt some wet blood.

The officer with a rough voice just now looked at him sullenly.

He also looked like he had just woken up from his sleep. He was wearing a thin nightgown and an unknown military coat on the outside, which failed to cover his round and huge belly.

The mustache on the officer's mouth trembled with him when he spoke.

Lou Huaiyu nodded and listened, although he couldn't understand a word, he still responded a few times when he paused.

Then waited for the thin gentleman behind him to translate: "Taijun asked if you saw any suspicious people coming in."

Lou Huaiyu quickly said, "No, I just woke up too."

Underneath he was only wearing the unlined clothes he wore for sleeping, and a cotton coat that was not too thick. A gust of wind blew from somewhere, making him tremble, and he only felt that the wound was more painful.

Lou Huaiyu secretly pulled down the hem of the cotton-padded jacket, trying to cover himself up tighter. From the corner of his eye, he saw the thin and thin translator still staring at him after the translation—probably he felt that Lou Huaiyu's voice didn't quite match his clothes.

This is normal, and people in this courtyard who see him for the first time will inevitably be surprised.

Lou Huaiyu had never seen this translator and officer before.

The officer thought less than Lou Huaiyu. I don't know whether he believed his words or not. After asking a sentence, he didn't ask any more. He turned his head to watch the soldiers rummaging through boxes and boxes.

Lou Huaiyu's house and yard were not big, and soon a soldier took it out and reported some words that Lou Huaiyu didn't understand to the officer.

The officer frowned.

He looked at Lou Huaiyu again, and asked again if he really didn't see anyone.

Lou Huaiyu nodded with him while tightening her coat, and said timidly: "How dare you lie to the majesty."

The officer didn't say anything, his thin and small eyes scanned the past sharply, and then gave an order, a group of people came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

The small wooden door was still open, but the latch was thrown on the ground and kicked away by someone.

The fire in the distance is still there, but the noise of varying degrees is a little further away.

I probably searched all over this area, and ran to a further place to find it.

Lou Huaiyu slowly picked up the wooden block and closed the door again.

He shivered from the cold wind, and the heat from the house before going to bed was gone.

The clothes in Lou Huaiyu's cabinet and the accessories on the cabinet were all messy on the ground.

He walked over to pick up all the clothes in the middle of the floor, closed the door again, waited, felt uneasy, and took two more stools to resist.

Then Lou Huaiyu squatted down in the center of the room, and struggled to lift off a loose wooden board.

The first thing that appeared was a bloody hand, because of all kinds of oppression, the shape of the fingers could hardly be seen.

This was shocking, but Lou Huaiyu had seen it a lot, so he tried to pick up another piece without feeling it.

After he lifted all the seven or eight planks, a thin and long passage was exposed under the original good-looking house. It was shaped like a heart with a hook missing at the bottom. Another one-meter-long horizontal path was dug.

But the man was too tall and too big to fit in the horizontal path, so Lou Huaiyu had to put him half sitting and half lying down.

"Hello." Lou Huaiyu touched the back of his hand carefully and called him.

There was not a single piece of good flesh on this man, and Lou Huaiyu was stained with blood when he touched it, darker than what he had just bleed.

"Hello." Lou Huaiyu yelled again, but he didn't dare to make a real loud noise. It was useless to yell a few times, so he had to get up and pour water.

A glass of water was poured down, and the man finally woke up.

He quickly widened his eyes, raised his feet and hands together, and jumped up a little, but was blocked because of insufficient room for movement.

Probably because of the pain, Lou Huaiyu saw his facial features wrinkled indistinctly.

Lou Huaiyu swallowed carefully, and asked him, "They were looking for you just now, right? Who are you?"

The man didn't answer his words, he looked around laboriously, seemed to relax a bit, and suddenly saw the water glass in Lou Huaiyu's hand.

Lou Huaiyu noticed his gaze: "Want to drink water?"

The man nods.

He stood up and poured a glass.

One cup after another, the cup for pouring tea is not big, the man drank five cups before he didn't want any more.

Lou Huaiyu squatted beside him and watched him.

When he took the last sip, Lou Huaiyu took it, and just turned around to put a cup, the man fell asleep again.

Lou Huaiyu didn't call him again, some of the heat gathered just now from moving the wooden planks dissipated quickly, and the icy air made his hands and feet stiff.

The person lying down wore much less clothes than him, even naked.

Lou Huaiyu didn't have the guts to dig him out now, so he had to find out the brazier that had been extinguished and try to light it up again.

It's a pity that Lou Huaiyu hadn't put much effort into doing chores since she was a child, and she was a little powerless, and she couldn't figure out any tricks by clicking around like a servant.

When the pitch-black charcoal finally ignited a little red, the ashes in the basin of the charcoal fire had been blown all over the floor by him, and Lou Huaiyu's body was also dirty.

He sat down on the ground, staring at the man's face and taking a few breaths.