Haomai Xiansheng

The people drove all night, and nothing happened all night.

The ranks of more than a dozen people are not far from the front and back of the caravan, if there is any accident, a signal smoke goes up, and the other side instantly comes to help.

Zhang Hua believes that it is impossible to be safe and sound along the way, but with such a disguise and caution, there will be no danger of annihilating the entire army.

When the sun was bright the next day, Zhang Hua said: "Stay in the hotel for half a day, and then go on the road after noon. Also avoid the eyes and ears, third brother, you take someone to contact the mother in the city and ask for news in the capital." Everyone went to eat and rest, and at the same time asked the servants to boil water for the 'monk' to scrub his body.

Zhang Hua changed Fang Diji's medicine once, rubbed her neck and arms with medicinal wine, and slowly fed her medicine.Fortunately, she was able to swallow the soup made from medicinal powder in a coma.

After feeding two sticks of incense with a bowl of medicinal soup, Fang Diji finally woke up.

There were faint forehead wrinkles on her forehead, her cheeks, which were usually maintained with internal strength, lost their blood color, her radiant eyes with a strange charm that could shock people became dim, and the drooping eyelids looked even more depressed.The firm and lively voice, always full of confidence, vitality and humor, is hoarse and weak.There seemed to be a trace of doubt in her eyes, doubts about herself, doubts about her own judgment.

The noble lady in her prime was so severely injured that she suddenly aged a lot. Leaning on the pillow of a low-class inn, after passing through the face of Yi Rong, countless fine lines appeared on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, and many white spots appeared on her shaved hair overnight. Hair stubble.Almost like a weather-beaten old man, like a dead wood pierced by the wind.

Although her face was pale and blue, and her expression was a little dazed, she looked calm and strong, and she wanted porridge when she woke up.

Zhang Hua knelt by the bed and fed her half a bowl of porridge, observed her swallowing movements and frowning, and said in his heart: The prime minister's knife has completely hurt my mother's body and mind. The moonlight scene can basically heal, but what about my heart?

Although the mother is as calm as usual, she is not as arrogant and domineering as before, and there is no vengeance and renewed light in her eyes. Here and there is the empress Di Ji who used to be reckless and arrogant, just a woman who was powerless to fight and pretended to be calm. .

In the past, the imperial concubine who stretched out her hand refusing to give in, raised her hand mercilessly, and had to take revenge, was stabbed to death by the prime minister.

She didn't even have any popularity at all, and she didn't even take a second look when she saw Zhang Hua, who hated women's clothing the most, dressed up as a charming girl.

Zhang Hua tentatively asked softly, "Mother, what shall we do from now on?"

Fang Diji said in a deep voice: "Try to survive. Where is this?"

"Xuzhou City. Mom, where are we going? Now we have prepared three routes: going to the sea, going abroad through the border, and entering the mountains."

Fang Diji was silent for a moment, and said: "I woke up late. There is a secret passage from the inside to the outside of the imperial palace. There are houses and granaries inside. I have been recuperating there for several times. The prime minister knows it all, but he doesn't know about the palace secrets."

"Then how do you know?"

"I serve the emperor, he is a good king who takes care of his subjects."

Jin Wuniang opened the door and came in to talk to Zhang Hua. Seeing Fang Diji woke up, she quickly closed the door and rushed to the bed, too excited to say anything.

Fang Diji smiled, and slowly said: "Heroes come out of troubled times, and loyalty is shown in adversity. Both of you are my good children. What is King Chen Liang doing?"

Zhang Hua said: "They lead a large group of people not far away to pretend to be a caravan. If you want to call them over, I will ask someone to call them."

"No need." Fang Diji panted, "I'll tell you, I have no internal energy right now."

Zhang Hua said anxiously: "I will pass on my inner strength to you."

Jin Wuniang quickly echoed: "Yes, yes, we will pass some of our internal energy to you, and you will be fine. We are cultivating a way of thinking, come on, mother."

Fang Diji gently raised her hand to stop him: "My dantian is exhausted and my meridians are blocked, understand?"

Jin Wuniang and Zhang Hua climbed into the sky like a tall building, and the broken cable boat in the middle of the Yangtze River capsized.He stared at her dumbfounded, and after a while, Zhang Hua said with difficulty: "Is it because he put medicine on the knife?"

"Because he pierced my dantian." Fang Diji sighed, "It's a clever plan to take the bottom out."

Jin Wuniang said: "Mother, you asked me to kill the prime minister! Mr. Zhang Hua stopped me,"

"For my son, he cannot die."

"mother!"

"Listen to me." Fang Diji panicked and moved slightly, her face twitched in pain from the wound in her lower abdomen.Slowly said: "My son is his son. After I die, they still have their father. If he and I die, they will be orphans. They will be framed and revenged by me and his enemies."

She paused, and asked Zhang Hua to hold the cup and take a sip of water: "It's like my mother, who was a hero of righteousness and mighty in the green forest, and my father was a scout in the 15th county of Beilu. I grew up with my parents until I was [-] years old." , Delicious, fun, majestic, and domineering. After my parents died, I suffered a lot because my mother was her. Parents and children are both prosperous and ruined."

"When my parents were alive, their reputation was at its peak, and no one would call them heroes. People are thieves and bandits as soon as they die. I have become a thief and grandson from a famous family. I have been stinking for eight hundred miles. I enjoyed it with my parents. What an honor, I have been insulted several times since then. Because both of them are dead, I am a weak and deceitful orphan, with no martial arts mind and no shelter, and none of my parents' property belongs to me. of."

"Mom, you won't die."

"I don't have internal strength or kung fu, and even people may be paralyzed. Can this surname Fang support the family business of the prime minister's mansion, make people swear allegiance to the death, can he do those things before?? I am an outstretched five-command boxer If you want to die, that’s something I have the ability to do. It’s what I can do to show my holiness to others.”

Fang Diji said: "No matter how much I have done, I will have such a great reputation, status and glory. In the past, I was of one heart and one mind with him, and now I have cut off his arm when I abolish him. I am finished now, and I will forgive everything in the past." It cannot be maintained, only I can recover completely, otherwise the father of the child cannot die. You must know that there are thousands of people in the family and one head, I can’t trust others, but the eldest daughter is only ten years old, and the four of you brothers can’t support this huge family. family business."

Zhang Hua called out dissatisfied: "Mother!"

Fang Diji looked exhausted, sighed, and said in a soft voice: "Chen Liang is gentle and modest, but he is not capable of killing and making decisions. "

"Wang Gan is too arrogant, arrogant and presumptuous, his eyelashes are empty. As a general, I am afraid that he will offend people with his words."

"Jin'er is a good boy, but being reckless and simple is rare and meticulous. What else can he do well besides fighting, killing and eating?"

"Zhang Hua, Zhang Hua, you are narrow-minded and mean-spirited, but you are as wise as a monster. You can prosper for a while by entrusting your family business to you. In the end, everyone dares to be angry and dare not speak out. It will not end well."

"It's not that I'm biased. In terms of tolerance, he is a hero with a godlike demeanor. In terms of tolerance, he can fight on his own without fighting for leisure. He can subdue everything without subjugating to death. When it comes to making decisions, he does not give in on the spot and raises his hands without mercy. It is the same as literati's discussion of Fu. The samurai fights for wine, tells civil servants about Jiangshan Sheji, tells military generals about border beacon fires, and it is not abrupt to see people talking about people and talking about ghosts. You are not as good as him. Not to mention me, who used to be my own, even his enemies have to recognize him. He is a bold and righteous man, and a Confucian with noble morals."

"But he did such an ungrateful thing!"

"We used to treat others in the same way. Guo Sheng said that revenge and grudges are just different positions."

Fang Diji sighed: "Hide, take me to hide."

Jin Wuniang said: "Mother, only by killing that old thief can you recover safely from your wounds."

Zhang Hua said: "The prime minister is not the only one who wants to kill my mother."

"I was only humiliated by the hands of the slaves, and died in a stable. That's not how Fang Diji died." Fang Diji took a deep breath, still feeling a little pain in her lower abdomen, and said, "Go and eat, after eating just go."

"Mother, you want to die vigorously, or let others die vigorously."

Fang Diji looked at the figure outside the window, and sighed: "It's not up to me to decide. You will understand soon, Miss Ten, you are still too young, and I have protected you too well. You have never touched the real dirty things. Yes, ask someone to bring in the food and eat it in my house."

Zhang Hua showed dissatisfaction, but he didn't want to contradict her.

Jin Wuniang asked Xiaoer to bring the meal inside to eat, and continued to discuss while eating.

Fang Diji lay quietly, and suddenly said: "Ten Niangzi, what is the poem I asked you to memorize for me?"

Zhang Hua put down the bowls and chopsticks: "The remaining years and the remaining life are as cold as water...the stars are flowing in the wilderness, the stars are flat and ambitions are like water...with a female family, Diheyue. Mother, I couldn't hear it intermittently at that time. There are only these four sentences. What's the matter? ?”

Fang Diji looked thoughtful: "I met that Taoist priest once when I was young. He said that I have a share in the immortal fate, and I must suffer a catastrophe of life and death before I can escape the mundane world. Even now I think he is nonsense."

"It's just nonsense. Mom, don't worry about him, you must be a member of the Yaochi Society with your beauty and demeanor. The catastrophe of life and death is death. Taoist priests say that people become immortals after death."

"No, that Taoist priest can turn stone into gold, and I got two taels of gold, otherwise, who would have time to talk to him if he was busy running around?"

"Turning stone into gold?" Jin Wuniang raised her little black face covered with yellow rice: "Mom, have you learned?"

"I said I wanted to learn, but he scolded me for being greedy and shameless, and left angrily."

Zhang Hua said with a smile: "Since you don't teach, you are really a liar. It must be a trick."

"It took me half a year to turn half a cornbread into an identical piece of gold with any tricks." Fang Diji regretted: "If he had taught me the ability to turn stone into gold at that time, I would have followed him as a Taoist nun." I don’t have a living. Without the glory and wealth of the past, there will be no end now.”

Zhang Huajin and Wu Niang heard her sad words, but seeing her demeanor and demeanor, she saw that she was still happy when she touched her bald head, and there was some half-truth and half-fake humor.

Zhang Hua secretly felt relieved, as long as Fang Diji's attitude remains the same, even if she loses all the games, there will be a comeback.Even Xiang Yu, the Overlord, might not be without the possibility of destroying the Han King of the Northern Dynasty if he spared the death of Concubine Yu and returned to Jiangdong.

People can lose anything, only fighting spirit can not lose.

Unexpectedly, when they were about to go on the road in the afternoon, they all fainted. When they looked closely, the corners of their eyes were purple, their brows were black, and their ears and eyes were bleeding.

Among the group of people, only Fang Diji, Zhang Huajin and Wuniang were safe and sound.

From the room, Fang Diji said calmly and indifferently, "They're all dead, aren't they?" The voice spread to the next door, and to Zhang Hua's ears in the dead silence of the room.

Zhang Hua didn't expect the killer to come so fast, panicked for a moment, then remembered that Fang Diji was in charge: "Yes, mother, what should I do?"

"Give me my knife." Fang Diji said indifferently: "Maybe he doesn't want to kill you or maybe he doesn't want to kill me, maybe he will eat and live with me in the future. Whoever is lucky, let others get involved. Ants are greedy for life, and I will not stop anyone who wants to find a way out."

Jin Wuniang yelled: "I will guard my mother even if I die! I and that old thief are at odds!"

Zhang Hua said: "As long as Mother is still alive, I can die for Mother."

Fang Diji nodded lightly, and beckoned: "Come here with your ear." She said softly, "Everything goes out, Wu Niang and ten Niang, and leave me here. Wu Niang came back secretly, hiding on the beam of my house to see if there is someone There is no one coming, Shi Niang, go and have a look, it is as I expected, King Chen Liang wants you to save him right now."

She closed her eyes and thought about it for a while: "Remember, you can only be outsmarted and invincible."

Zhang Hua hurried to find Chen Liang and Wang Gan, but he saw dead bodies everywhere in the hotel where they lived, and more than a hundred masters died.

King Chen Liang worked and saw no dead or dead.