Chapter 11 Hey, my wife is holding him! Hey, my wife is holding him...
Ye Jindian changed into a set of clothes that was more convenient for movement——
Wear orange-yellow patterned trousers as a base, a thin round-necked knee-length shirt, hemp shoes, and a pointed felt hat.
Feeling that the felt hat was not very attractive, she pinned two ribbons of the same color as her clothes on the back of the hat, with two light pink velvet flowers hanging at the end of the ribbons.
She glanced at herself in the bronze mirror.
Well, this looks much better.
He carried a bow and arrow on his back, slung a quiver over his shoulder, and locked the door.
Ye Jindian planned to borrow the sharp-eyed yellow dog from her neighbor's house to help her.
unexpectedly.
The neighbor's door was closed. I looked inside through the crack and found that even the inner room was locked, and Dahuang was not strolling in the yard.
The lady next door saw her bending over to look around and kindly explained, "If you're looking for the Second Lady, I'm afraid you won't be able to find her today."
"Excuse me, Auntie, what happened to their family?"
Why does it suddenly feel empty?
"Wulang sold the second lady's house privately, and took the money away to spend on wine and women before exchanging any documents. He was discovered by the second lady. The two are currently arguing in court." The old lady's face was full of disgust when she talked about this.
If her legs and feet were not so weak, she would definitely go with her son and daughter-in-law to watch the show and throw rotten eggs at them when she got the chance!
Ye Jindian couldn't help but "tsk tsk" twice.
I usually see Wu Lang as a good-looking and human being, but I didn't expect him to be so useless.
She struggled for a moment between watching the fun and hunting pheasants to nourish her husband, and decided to go hunting pheasants first.
After all, the husband is more important.
This is how she comforted herself since she couldn't go to watch the fun.
He walked along the bank of the Zishui River in hemp shoes, and the longbow hooked the willow branches beside the road, and water drops dripped from the slender leaves and pierced into the river surface.
despair--
The river surface ripples, creating waves and moving forward.
When the water surface was calm, it reflected a corner of the sharp cliff with a background of light gray and dark purple, as well as Zhang Min standing by the river in a round-necked purple brocade robe.
He sat high on his horse, with a horizontal sword hanging from the leather belt around his waist. His eyes were like cold blades, piercing the hundreds of soldiers hiding in the deep grass and tall trees.
Luo Ying shouted from behind, "If you lay down your swords and surrender, the court will forgive your past and give you a chance to mend your ways. But if you insist on defying the court, don't blame me for striking down your swords and beheading you."
The wandering troops almost always kill people in troubled times as easily as cutting melons and vegetables. They may not follow the leader wholeheartedly as a wise leader, but they will definitely go for fame, fortune and power.
The world has been in conflict for hundreds of years. Why should the Xiao family just say it will end?
If he surrendered, he would be a commoner for the rest of his life; but if he fought to the death, there was still a chance that he could make a comeback, drive out the Xiao family, take their place, make great military achievements, and leave his name in history.
They would not surrender.
Luoying shrugged helplessly.
He had tried his best to help find a way to survive, but the other party was still seeking death in front of their prime minister, and he had no choice.
In the grass, the army surrounded the leader and slowly retreated.
Zhang Min snorted coldly, took out the bow and arrow from his bag, pulled three arrows at once, tilted the bow to aim at the center of the crowd, and let go.
Whoosh—
The arrow flew through the air, leaving a white light in the void.
The person in charge turned around when he heard the sound, and the dazzling white light rapidly expanded in his eyes and arrived in an instant.
The three arrows blocked all the routes to the left, right and above. Unless he knew some magic and could dig a three-foot hole in an instant, there was no way to avoid it.
With a "puff" sound, the white light penetrated into the flesh, splashing bright red blood and spraying on the long leaves of the deep grass.
The leaves could not hold the thick blood and drooped to the ground.
The pale ground covered with rocks became wet instantly, completely soaked through, and turned into a rough, unevenly stained cloth.
A foot wearing hemp shoes stepped on the blood-stained rocks, bent down and picked up two pheasants pierced by an arrow.
The peach blossom eyes curved.
Killing two birds with one stone, what a pleasant surprise.
Ye Jindian took out a cloth bag, pulled out the dead pheasant with satisfaction, drained the blood, and threw it into the cloth bag.
Afraid that her clothes would still be stained with blood, she wiped the arrow clean and put it away. She found a relatively straight branch, passed it through the knot of the cloth bag, and picked it up on her shoulder.
Go home! Make some soup for your beautiful husband!
She hummed a flower-like tune and skipped down the mountain at a cheerful pace, like a rabbit running through the woods.
At this moment, if someone was high up in the air, they would be able to see clearly: after Zhang Min shot and killed the person in charge, he led his troops to drive the remaining troops in a direction that was gradually converging with the direction in which Ye Jindian went down the mountain, one fast and one slow.
"Tap tap——" "Shua shua——"
Ye Jindian's ears moved and she turned her head to look to her left. She felt that she heard the sound of horse hooves.
Five miles to the left.
Zhang Min had ordered his troops to encircle the enemy from a detour, gradually tightening the pocket and catching all the wandering troops in one fell swoop.
Four miles, three miles, two miles...
The soldiers and horses emerged from the deep mountains and old forests, their shadows were hazy and only a small part of them could be seen in the darkness.
Ye Jindian was now certain that she had indeed encountered something truly awful.
She took a deep breath, turned around and quickly walked down the mountain.
At the same time, Zhang Min, who had casually chopped off the head of a Ranger and plunged his sword into the chest of another, heard a sharp whistle. He turned his head and saw a shadow swaying in the woods.
The secret guard is there...
So, that’s my wife!
Zhang Min's face changed. He handed over the subsequent task of encircling and suppressing the remaining troops to Luo Ying and turned back to the central army command center.
Xie Zhaoming, dressed in a green cloth, clenched his fist and coughed lightly, jokingly saying, "What's wrong with the Right Prime Minister? He's in such a hurry, as if his feet were scalded by an iron pot."
When they went out to encircle and suppress the wandering army, everyone was wearing the imperial standard round robes, which could be recognized at a glance.
Just as he was hesitating whether to throw away his outer clothes and show up in only his underwear, pretending that his clothes were torn, he saw that the fabric on Xie Zhaoming's body was very low-key.
He raised his hand and started to peel it off: "Change into an outer robe."
"Zhang Zimei!" Xie Zhaoming clutched his collar tightly and backed away. "What are you doing in public?! It's totally disgraceful!"
Zhang Min hissed, thinking that these pedantic scholars were troublesome, so he dragged them behind the bushes to replace them.
In less than a moment, he straightened his appearance and ran towards the secret guards.
Luo Ying was still a little worried that their prime minister would be exposed and their years of love would be wasted, so his men moved several times faster and cut through the army like cutting grass.
Xie Zhaoming slowly sucked the blood off his purple robe, and reluctantly changed into the dirty and indecent robe. He placed one hand across his abdomen and the other behind his back, and followed to watch the excitement.
Apart from His Majesty and the Left Prime Minister, he was the only one who had not seen Zhang Zimei's excitement.
That won't work.
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Ye Jindian trotted down the mountain.
Hearing the sound of swords and weapons getting closer and closer, she ran without looking back.
"My wife—"
Zhang Min was afraid that she would become suspicious, so he deliberately took a detour from the side, went around to the small slope in front of her, and pretended to climb up with difficulty.
Ye Jindian was surprised: "Husband, why are you here?"
She quickly ran over, lent a hand, pulled the person up, and ran out of the mountain together.
"I, I'll do it..."
Zhang Min stammered and made excuses, and the more anxious he became, the harder it was to think.
"Don't talk for now." Seeing that he was panting, Ye Jindian taught him to breathe in and out, "Come, follow me, inhale - breathe -"
One side was running away, and the other side's army was almost gone. One of them was lying in the deep grass pretending to be dead. After being stabbed, he broke through from the side in a panic and dug his way down the mountain with his hands and feet.
The three met on a narrow road at the exit of the mountain.
For a moment, everyone was very nervous.
Liu Jun: “!!”
Why is this god of death waiting here!
Zhang Min: “!!”
How could there be any fish that slip through the net?
Ye Jindian: “!!”
Who is this guy? He's covered in blood and doesn't look like a soldier. Could he be a bandit?!
"My wife..." Zhang Min looked at Ye Jindian's face nervously, afraid that she would find something wrong.
Ye Jindian had no time to think carefully. She mistakenly thought that he was afraid, so she hid him behind her and walked out to face Shangliu Jun.
"We are just passers-by and have no intention of getting involved in anything. Please be kind and show some mercy."
Liu Jun looked over her head and met Zhang Min's eyes that were sure to bring him to justice. He sneered and tightened the ring knife in his hand.
He wanted to let her go, but someone wouldn't let him.
Ding-clang——
With a wave of the ring knife, the remaining troops rushed forward.
Zhang Min clenched his fingers into fists, staring at the other party's movements, ready to strike.
Between concealing his identity and protecting her safety, he chose the latter without hesitation.
He raised his foot sideways, wanting to draw the soft sword from his waist to block Ye Jindian in front of him and face Shang Liujun's ring knife.
Ye Jindian couldn't see what he was doing, but she could catch a glimpse of him moving half a step out of the corner of her eye.
She still thought he was afraid, so she held his wrist tightly, wondering if the imperial troops could protect them if they ran back.
But in this situation, we can only try our best.
"husband……"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, a loud shout exploded from the side, as sharp as thunder.
"presumptuous!"
"Don't even think about hurting my people!"
He noticed that there was one body missing, and followed the traces of fallen grass leaves to this place. Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly jumped off the rocks and put an arrow on the bow.
He shouted angrily: "How can you villains be allowed to shout at the feet of the emperor?"
Zhang Min took the opportunity to pounce on Ye Jindian: "My lady, be careful."
He turned around and switched positions with the other person, blocking her view. He hooked his toes, letting the stone roll onto the back of his foot, and kicked sideways with his ankle.
"call out--"
The stone went straight to Liu Jun's forehead.
"Husband?"
Ye Jindian was startled by his sudden action.
He was so scared that he was at a loss even when he knocked the thief unconscious, as if he had done something wrong. How could he dare to stand in front of such a madman with blood on his hands?
It's such a mess!
She quickly reached out and gently pressed her husband's head, and with her other hand, she used all the brute force she had used when forging iron, and threw the bag in her hand over.
The stone hit Liu Jun right on the forehead, and he was already feeling dizzy. Then a bag of dead chickens flew over from the sky, and the chicken claws hit him in the face, and the chicken butts poked him in the eyes.
Then an arrow pierced his throat, taking his life.
Before he fell straight down, he thought to himself: This is such an ignominious way to die.
The shadow that witnessed everything: "..."
You are extremely unlucky to have met this couple.
He put down his longbow and thought so with an expressionless face.
On the other side, Ye Jindian was spinning around, holding Zhang Min's head with both hands and pressing it tightly against her shoulders to prevent him from seeing such a bloody scene.
The two men lost their strength and half-knelt on the ground.
Zhang Min smelled the rich scent of peach blossoms at the tip of his nose and struggled for a moment with a red face.
"Mother, my wife..."
"Be good, husband, don't move." Ye Jindian stared at Luo Ying who went to check on Liu Jun, reached out and pinched his neck gently, then moved to the back of his head as if to comfort him.
We still don’t know whether the bandit or someone else is dead or not. If he is not dead, we don’t know what kind of cruel scene would have happened.
Her husband is so timid and weak. If he saw it with his own eyes, wouldn't he have nightmares for several nights?
The fingertips with thin calluses gently pinched the back of the neck, and the slight warmth and numbness spread throughout the body with considerate warmth.
At that moment, Zhang Min felt like a piece of wood struck by purple lightning. His whole body shook, and then he became ripe and emitted hot steam.
His pupils shrank and shook, full of disbelief.
The two of them are now too close.
Like two entwined green trees, their shoulders and necks are almost intertwined, and their legs are pressed tightly together, so they can clearly feel each other's warmth and breath.
Realizing that he was trying to distance them, she not only didn't push him away, but hugged him even tighter.
—With a protective attitude as if not to scare him, she gently stroked his neck, the back of his head, and his heart.
Just as he had hoped in his dream.
After a while, seeing Liu Jun fall to the ground, Ye Jindian breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at her husband.
"Husband, are you okay?"
She nervously held up his face, meeting his unfocused, red eyes, and—
"Why are you bleeding from the nose?!"
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