Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

Compared to Guan Yao who was lost in the wind and sand and finally rescued by luck, Song Yu who was alone was not much better.

On the third day after he and Guan Yao parted ways, he finally passed out on the road without a drop of water and exhaustion.

"Third Master! You are awake!"

Song Yu searched and rubbed his eyes, and opened his eyes wide to see that the person staring at him from above turned out to be Li Shaoyou!

"Shaoyou? What about you?" Song Yu sat up with his arms propped up, unable to stretch his arms and legs in the small carriage, "This is, where?"

"I still want to ask you, Third Master!" Li Shaoyou helped the other party to sit up, and rolled up the mat on the floor, "Why did you appear on the road to Donghu?"

Song Yu thumped his shoulder, "I, go and do this, what are you?"

"Didn't Zhijie and I have been doing reselling business for the past two years? After what happened in Xihu, Zhijie and I diverted to do business with Donghu people." Li Shaoyou took out a kettle from the corner and handed it gave it to the other party.

Song Yu immediately put it to his mouth and took a sip. The sweet liquid flowed down his throat, making him refreshed, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Hey, it's you, third master, why did you go on the road alone, without any dry food and water, but fortunately you fell by the side of the horse path. If it was a little more remote, I'm afraid..."

Song Yu also felt that he had made a mistake, "I came in a hurry and had to hurry, so I was negligent. Are you going to Donghu with this carriage?"

"I'm rushing to Donghu, so I can pick you up for a while." Li Shaoyou opened the curtain and called out, "Zhijie, the third master woke up, bring some food over here."

Song Yu was a little embarrassed, "I'll trouble you both."

"Hey, San Ye is serious. We have been taken care of by you in the village and have not done anything for the village. Finally, we can help you. We wish for it." Li Shaoyou scratched his head embarrassingly.

Song Yu smiled gently, "How long will it take to get to Donghu?"

"I'll be there tomorrow, if you're in a hurry, I'll be there tomorrow morning." Li Shaoyou said.

Song Yu was a little surprised, "Why so fast?"

"Hey, Zhijie and I are in the fresh fruit business. It takes six days to walk the road from Donghu to Fujing, and the fruit is easy to rot, so we can only take the small road with few people. It only takes three or four days. This pony In addition to the fact that there are fewer people and more robbers, the journey can be fast."

Both Li Shaoyou and Liu Zhijie were wearing Donghu-style costumes. If they hadn't known each other before, Song Yu would have regarded each other as Donghu people.

"You less." Song Yu patted the ashes on his body, pointed to his clothes and said, "Do you have any spare Donghu clothes, can you lend me some?"

Li Shaoyou patted his thigh, "What did the third master say? If you have anything useful, just mention it. I'll ask Zhijie to bring it over."

Song Yu, who had changed into the Donghu costume, looked even taller and taller. Li Shaoyou and Liu Zhijie were taken aback when they saw it.

"Third Master, how do I look at it, you look more like a Donghu man." Liu Zhijie was a little fascinated by Song Yu's eyes for a while.

"Yes, yes." Li Shaoyou also said the same thing.

Song Yu's appearance is not quite the same as that of Yuanzhong people, and his eyes are deeper, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and the pupil color is lighter. Now that he is dressed in Donghu clothes, he looks even less like Yuanzhong people.

"Really." Song Yu tugged at the clothes on her body, which still fit well, "Okay, let's go, and trouble you two."

The next day, after saying goodbye to Liu and Li outside Donghu Fan, Song Yu went to the center of Donghu City alone - Donghu Daming Palace.

The two guards guarding the outermost layer of the Grand Palace Gate saw Song Yu and immediately stopped him with a long shovel: "The royal palace is an important place, and idlers are not allowed to enter."

Song Yu took a step back, and said calmly and irresistibly, "Go and report to you King Hesa, and just say that Balelan is also asking to see you."

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Balielan Yeluo, Song Yu couldn't remember the last time he mentioned this name.

When the guard came out again and asked him to produce evidence to prove his identity, he took the nail from his left ear without saying a word and put it in the opponent's hand.

After a while, the door of Daming Palace opened, and a group of elegantly dressed people came out.

Song Yu couldn't tell who was who anymore, but he knew that most of these people didn't want him to come back.

All kinds of greetings made Song Yu feel a little noisy for a while, and his ears were full of questions about where he had been all these years, what happened, why he came back now, and it was so hard to find.

Finally, a woman with a big belly led Song Yu away from the noisy place alone.

"Sister." Song Yu followed behind the other party and called out respectfully.

The woman stopped, turned around and was about to slap Song Yu, but her palm stayed in the air and did not fall down, "So you still remember."

Song Yu looked at the woman in front of him who looked somewhat similar to him, and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

The woman standing in front of him with a big belly was exactly his sister of the same mother and father, Princess Donghu - Balelan Biya.

"Yeluo, don't dare to forget." Song Yu lowered his head, waiting for the other party's lesson.

Yi Ya put down her palm and patted her puffed stomach, as if comforting the fetus in her womb, she sighed, "Go and see Father Wang, he has been waiting for you for a long time."

Song Yu had almost forgotten what his father looked like. When he saw the gray-haired and wrinkled King Hesa ​​lying dying on the big gilded bed, it was hard to think that this was the reason why he was thrown in the wilderness back then. that person.

King Hesa ​​raised his hand on the bed and asked weakly, "Is that Yeluo?"

Song Yu stepped to the edge of the bed, and replied blankly: "Yes."

King Hesa ​​turned his head to look at Song Yu with difficulty, and nodded slightly, "Okay, I've grown up, I'm an adult."

Song Yu originally thought that he would feel angry and resentful when he saw this man, but seeing him dying and dying, he couldn't hate him anymore.

In the evening, the Daming Palace held a grand banquet to welcome Song Yu, and even King Hesa, who had been bedridden for a long time, sat at the banquet table for a short time, giving Song Yu enough face.

Song Yu was sitting in the middle of the crowd, and he had already changed into platinum and gold silk. Everyone greeted him with smiles, as if they knew him very well.

But everyone knows why.

King Hesa ​​has already run out of oil and lamps, and it is only a matter of a month to let go.

And there are only three children under King Hesa's knees, one is the eldest princess who married a useless husband, the second prince who died in the war many years ago, and the third son who was abandoned in the wild more than ten years ago. Prince Song Yu.

This royal line was already thin, but after the third prince was abandoned by King Hesa ​​that year, King Hesa ​​never gave birth to a royal heir with any woman, as if it was a punishment from heaven.

This Donghu has never had a precedent for a woman to succeed to power. Before Song Yu came back, Donghu had been secretly fighting for the throne for three or four years. Everyone believed that he would rather let King Hesa's relatives succeed than the eldest princess. The slogan of a woman sitting in power is fighting to the death.

Now that Song Yu is back and the upright Wang Mai is back, it is clear at a glance who this Donghu belongs to and who will decide in the future.

"You don't want to be?" Yiya became angry for a moment, and kept stroking her stomach with her hands.

Song Yu was a little worried about moving the other party's fetal gas, so she nodded reluctantly and said, "Yes."

"Ye Luo, what are you talking about? Since you are back, it will be a matter of time." Yi Ya looked at her own brother in disbelief, and couldn't believe that the words that she didn't want to be king came from the other party's mouth .

Song Yu was also quite anxious, and didn't intend to beat around the bush, "I'm coming back, and I want to ask Donghu for help."

Yiya breathed out, "What's the matter."

"Lend me one hundred thousand soldiers."

Yiya felt that she was also deaf, "What are you talking about, one hundred thousand? What are you going to do?"

"I want." Song Yu lowered his eyes, showing a little imperceptible smile, "Go back and save my princess."

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