Chapter 917 The joys and sorrows that sway in the heart
There is a saying in Dunhuang City that the little ones who haven't even grown all their hair yet are the bravest!
I am talking about the group of child soldiers who are now stationed in Dunhuang City and are part of the army that was replaced from other places.
Not long ago, a team leader of the child soldiers named Hong Xin defeated a group of people from the Arab Kingdom in a restaurant called Ru Ru Jia.
It was said that he was a person of some status from the Kingdom of Dashi, and came to Dunhuang City because of Marshal Zhao Wuxiu. However, he drank some horse urine in a restaurant and started to tease the girls there, injuring two of them.
This little kid was there at the time, too. He led seven or eight child soldiers and drew his knife, killing two and injuring several others. Fortunately, the people from the patrol battalion arrived and stopped them.
This was the right thing to do, but the army has its own rules, so I heard that after he returned, he was beaten with a military stick and was punished to clean the city walls.
It is said that the people of the Arab Empire felt that the punishment was too light, after all, people had died on their side.
The new general Hong Shiyi and General Su Bufan asked in surprise, "The Queen once said that foreigners in our Great Xia territory should be killed if they draw their swords. Have you forgotten?"
At that time, the people of the Arab Empire shut up because the two generals were clearly ready to show their knives.
The people of the Arab Empire did not dare to say anything more and had to let the matter go.
But some people in Dunhuang felt that the people of Daxia shouldn't do this, because the wind in the Western Regions now contained more than just sand, it also carried murderous intent, and many people knew that a war was about to break out, so it was unwise for Daxia to do this.
After all, Daqin was also a big country.
But the Daxia people just said "Fuck you!"
The people of Daxia have their own pride!
[Bu Ru Jia] The proprietress of this restaurant is surnamed Zhang. She is fat and many people are afraid to offend her. She says she is from the capital, but her accent clearly shows that she is from the Western Regions. The main reason why people are afraid to offend her is because of her bad mouth. Even the fish in the pond can jump onto the chopping board after being scolded by her.
In addition to Mama Zhang, there were more than ten other girls in the restaurant. They were all tall and had curvy figures. When they first arrived, many people were jealous of them. A slave from the Western Regions in Dunhuang had evil thoughts, but he was scolded and sent away by Mama Zhang on the first day. The next day, he disappeared from Dunhuang and went back to his own country without even packing up all his belongings.
There are several such people, all of whom have some power and wealth, so everyone can only look at the girls in the restaurant with envy, because they are not fools, they all know that there are people behind this restaurant, and the power is definitely not small.
Therefore, everyone in the restaurant knew what was going on and no one dared to cause any trouble. At most, they just looked at the girls and made a few jokes.
Everyone could feel that the wind from the Western Regions carried the meaning of war, but the city of Dunhuang was still as lively as ever. After all, it was one of the major cities along the way between the Western Regions and Daxia, and there were countless people who traveled there for business to support their families.
The Bu Ru Jia restaurant is still doing brisk business.
Although there are many sisters, they are all very elegant, and there are many poems written by the Queen in the store. Although they are all handwritten by others, this is the flavor we want.
With the addition of several elegantly dressed sisters playing the piano, the atmosphere was immediately lively.
Scholars and dignitaries in Dunhuang City all loved to come here.
Mother Zhang sat in her room on the second floor, holding a freshly-cooked Sanzi in her mouth, looking at today's account book. She was in a good mood. She was making a lot of money, so how could she be in a bad mood?
However, when Zhang's mother stuck her head out and saw the limping little girl changing her clothes and helping to carry dishes, she got angry and immediately yelled, "Xiao Cui'er, go and throw Qing'er back into the house! You want her to carry dishes and wait on others? You want her to wait on others while you go to school?"
The short-haired sister Cuicui in the room chuckled and replied with a smile: "Yes, I'll go there later."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and continued writing with a pen.
When Mother Zhang saw this, she frowned and cursed: "Write, write, write! You only know how to write to that girl Maomao, and you only got one reply?! You left for such a long time last time, and you said you would write to us, but you only got one? Tingting and Heye, those two freeloaders, don't do any work, and only know how to go to the caravan every day to check, what have they found? One by one."
While cursing, he walked to Cuicui and looked down.
Sister Cuicui was helpless. She wrote while laughing and joking: "I don't know who bought the wine and sent it to Mr. Li at the post station. He said that he would send it here as soon as he got a reply. I heard that it was a good wine that cost several cents per ounce."
Mother Zhang poked Cuicui with her finger: "You ungrateful bastard!"
Cuicui smiled, then looked at what she had written and said with a smile: "Maomao didn't write a letter, she must be busy. Following the Empress, she is such a high official, she must be very busy. Maybe she is not in the capital, why would she be in such a hurry to reply."
Mother Zhang looked at Cuicui and shook her head. Then she placed the Sanzi in her hand in front of Cuicui and scolded her, "All you think about besides eating is these things. You all depend on me. When I die, let's see how you will live!"
But after saying this, Mother Zhang glanced at the letter written by Cuicui, sighed softly, and whispered to herself: "I don't know what happened to that dead girl Maomao. Although she came last time, she didn't stay for long."
But Cuicui heard it clearly and said immediately, "If mother misses her, please write a letter."
Hearing this, Mother Zhang glared at Cuicui: "I wrote a letter to her? Who is she? I won't write to her even if she dies! Why do you want me to write to her!"
Cuicui held back her laughter and took a pen and paper and put them on Zhang's mother's desk.
When Mother Zhang saw this, she snorted.
Cuicui said, "She must be fine. She is by the Empress' side, how could she not be fine? Besides, she is now the imperial physician, and many people respect her. It's just that we can't tell others about her, otherwise we sisters would be eager to brag about her every day."
As he spoke, he rubbed Zhang's mother's shoulders.
Mother Zhang was silent for a moment, then smiled. But when she saw Cuicui peeking at her, she snorted and cursed, "You're still a loser!"
Cuicui smiled and looked at the papers on the table. Is this a hopeless thing?
That sister is so promising.
That face was full of pride.
Mother Zhang turned her head and looked down at Qing'er, who was limping. Mother Zhang was furious when she saw the child, and she scolded, "She's just like a cat! She's acting like I've treated her unfairly. Look at her feet! She can't even walk properly, and she's carrying plates!"
Having said that, he turned his head away and didn't look.
Cuicui smiled helplessly and looked at Qing'er, thinking of the day when those people from the Arab Kingdom bullied her and Qing'er ran over. When they pushed Qing'er down, her mother came and saw the child being pushed down. She picked up a stool and rushed over to fight.
Smile gently, mom really is.
But thinking like this, Cuicui was stunned when she saw someone coming to the door. She lowered her head and looked at Mother Zhang: "Mom, little brother Hong is here."
Hearing this, Mother Zhang turned around and looked towards the door.
A strong boy walked in with a wound on his face and a knife hanging from his waist.
Hongxin is the name of this child soldier.
The red of Red Eleven.
Su Zhaoxin’s new.
When I saw this kid, especially when I saw him walk in and immediately came to Qing'er, I didn't know what to say, but he raised his eyes and glared at me.
Mother Zhang was furious: "You little bastard! You think you can do whatever we want just because you saved us?! You scolded me before and now you're glaring at me! Cuicui, get someone to kick him out!"
Cuicui looked at Mother Zhang and smiled helplessly.
As always, he is sharp-tongued and never forgives anyone.
But Cuicui knew that one night, Zhang's mother was sitting here alone, talking to herself, 'How worried his family must be for such a young child to join the army. How distressed his parents must be when they see the deep scar on his face. Alas~~~'
But then Cuicui saw a fat boy next to Hong Xin, who looked like a businessman, holding a box with the [Dian Jiang Lip] mark. Her eyes immediately lit up: "This boy can really get it!"
Having said that, he ignored Mother Zhang and immediately ran towards Hong Xin.
When Mother Zhang saw this, she scolded Cuicui a few more times and told her to run slower, saying that she was like a starving ghost reborn!
Then he sat there, lowered his head to look at the papers on the table, and couldn't help frowning: "I don't know if that girl Maomao has arrived in the capital safely. Even if she has, she didn't even write a reply. What a heartless little girl! She doesn't know that so many people here are worried about her! Little girl!"
As he spoke, he clenched the peace and blessing in his sleeves. Every girl had one peace and blessing, which was obtained by Mother Zhang when she asked for it, but she didn't give any to them. What's the point of giving them away!
…
In Wuping Town, the cat has been lying on the ground motionless for three hours.
At that moment, the old Taoist priest placed one hand on the cat's neck and continuously supplied it with energy.
Everyone knew what happened, and everyone knew why the cat became like this, so no one said anything more. They just watched with a look of annoyance on their faces.
A group of great masters
useless!
The old Taoist priest took a deep breath and looked at the cat.
But there was no sign of poisoning on the cat, and his brows furrowed even more.
Liu Huangwu stepped forward and said, "Why don't we try together? The queen is deeply poisoned and we can't force it out, but for this child, maybe we can force it out if we work together."
The old Taoist shook his head, then carefully placed the cat on the bed, and then glanced at Wang Changcao and the others who were busy outside.
In fact, I understand why these people are like this at the moment.
The poison of the cricket is more complex and extremely toxic than that of the insect.
What's more, this was done using such sinister means, and it took decades to accumulate. How could it be easy?
“Ling Hanzi is clueless. It’s totally too late to call the old poisonous creature over now.” Liu Huangwu clenched his fists, looking annoyed.
The old Taoist priest said, "It's useless even if he comes."
As he spoke, the old Taoist priest turned around and looked at Maomao: "This child has Tuoba blood in his body. I wonder if it can be useful."
The old Taoist priest stood up and looked at everyone: "It's time to use Qi to suppress the poison in the Empress's place. Everyone, get out. I'll leave this to the Princess."
The old Taoist priest spoke, and everyone sighed and nodded.
Chi Yao bowed to the old Taoist priest.
Xia Yuanyuan was right behind her mother, blinking and looking at the bed.
But when he looked over, his expression was stunned: "Ah!!"
(End of this chapter)
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