The rebirth of the son-in-law

Under the chaos of the imperial court, Song Zhi was escorted by Yingchuan prefect's soldier Cao Yushi to Wancheng. Without much delay, the Wancheng prefect who was handed over sent someone to Xiangyang by car and officially entered Chu.There were no dangers along the way, except for the time when the soldier Cao Chuanshi came to rescue her, the rest of the time was very safe.Even if she met some thieves by chance, the other party would hide away because she was escorted by the officers and soldiers, and did not dare to offend her.

Such a massive team escorting exiles is rare in history.The soldier Cao Shushi went to Wancheng and handed her over to the prefect of Wancheng, and then returned to his command without any delay.Song Zhi sat in a dilapidated carriage, was taken to Xiangyang by the officers and soldiers of Wancheng, and left there. The Xiangyang prefect had no interest in her at all, and even sent someone to detain her in Jiangling.

Standing in the bustling city of Xiangyang, Song Zhi wandered around leisurely without anyone caring.She honestly ate at the restaurant with the most people in Xiangyang City. After staying for a whole day, the prefect of Xiangyang still didn't come.

So she went to the cloth shop to buy a whole set of clothes, took a bath at the post station, and slept all night, but still no one came.Song Zhi made a judgment on this strange situation: "Does the Xiangyang prefect really not want to send someone to escort her to Jiangling for exile?"

On the first day, the prefect of Xiangyang probably didn't know she was coming.

The next day, the prefect of Xiangyang may be busy and have no time.

On the third day, the prefect of Xiangyang passed by the street slowly in a cart, without looking at Song Zhi, but Song Zhi's clothes were splashed wet by the accumulated water that his cart ran over the ground.

On the fourth day, the prefect of Xiangyang finally remembered that there was such a person as Song Zhi, and told the small official of the prefect's mansion, why she didn't go to Jiangling, and whether she had forgotten about Xiangyang.The little official flatteringly said that it must be, the government has managed Xiangyang so well that those who are not virtuous can't help but feel ashamed and want to bathe in the breath of freedom.The Xiangyang prefect waved her hand and told her to leave.

On the fifth day, after Song Zhi was sure that he really wanted to go to Xiangyang, he ate a good meal calmly, bought a woman's attire, changed back to a girl's attire, and brought the package to ask someone to ask On the way to Jiangling, hire a carriage to report to Jiangling.

There is no way, the prefect of Xiangyang refused to let her be escorted and let her go voluntarily. Could it be that she ran to the prefect's mansion in a brainless manner, and begged the prefect of Xiangyang with snot and tears: "My lord! I really can't bear it." This debauchery and freedom-loving indulgence! Please find some soldiers to put me in shackles and force me to go to Jiangling with a small leather whip!"

If she wasn't sick, she usually wouldn't do that.It's just that it's not very safe without an escort after all, so she wisely changed back into women's clothes, and when it was almost at Jiangling, she could find a small forest and change her clothes back when it was dark.

Song Zhi was sitting on the carriage, looking at the scenery in the south where there was no snowflakes but only plum blossoms. In his memory, there was still a big difference from his previous life.The carriage swayed, and soon she regained her strength, leaned against the carriage, and fell asleep with her eyes closed in a daze.

She dreamed that two tigers were chatting and laughing with her, and suddenly the head of the tall one fell off, and blood sprayed all over the ground, turbulently forming a river.She was so frightened that her face turned pale and she trembled. Turning her head, the short Huben Lang looked at her with a desolate expression, holding a bloody heart, and silently opened his mouth to her, calling for help.

She raised the knife again, and in front of her were dozens of vicious bandits. These bandits rushed towards her. She raised the knife and slashed at the bandits. Every time she dropped a knife, blood splashed on her body. .More and more people rushed forward, trying to kill her, and her wound was bleeding, almost draining her strength.

A long halberd came towards her, she stared blankly, unable to move.The knife fell from her forehead, cutting open her skin, and the blood rolled down her cheek and fell to the ground.A sword was handed over, separated the halberd, cut the halberd in half with the backhand, and cut the halberd in half by the way.When she watched the woman in the black skirt fighting bravely in front of her, she felt very familiar.

Who is this guy?She thought about it, but couldn't say it.She couldn't speak, couldn't move her body, she could only watch quietly as the woman's sword harvested the head of the bandit, one sword at a time, cleanly and without delay.

In the end, everyone fell to the ground, only Song Zhi and the woman were left standing.The woman's sword was covered with blood, dripping down, and the ground around her feet was stained red.She looked back slightly, Song Zhi could see her blurred side face clearly, but couldn't see her expression, but Song Zhi felt that she knew this person.

"You are too weak." The woman said calmly, "I am very disappointed that you can't deal with such a few wastes. Go back and copy "Han Feizi" a hundred times, and then swing the sword five hundred times, and practice the sword style twenty times. all over."

Song Zhi opened his mouth, angrily trying to defend himself, she killed someone, at least she saved her own life, but she couldn't speak.

"If you still have kindness in your heart next time, you can kill yourself and apologize. I don't want useless waste."

Song Zhi was so anxious that sweat dripped down his face, he just wanted to know who she was.

"My son... My son..."

"I won't soften my heart!" Song Zhi shouted, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Slowly regaining consciousness, Song Zhi took a deep breath and wanted to reach out to rub his eyes.Suddenly she felt something was wrong, she looked down at the ropes tied around her body, and looked around suspiciously.

At this time, she was tied up in a forest, leaning against a tree behind her back, and her hands were tied behind the tree.In front of her was the carriage she hired parked aside, a group of women on horseback surrounded her driver and stared fiercely at him, while the driver knelt on the ground and kowtowed for mercy, crying for mercy.

Song Zhi had been tied up for a while, his arms were completely numb, and his shoulders were sore.She gasped, struggled a bit to confirm that the other party had tied a knot and couldn't untie it, and couldn't help laughing angrily in the panic, she was so weak that she could be hijacked wherever she went.

Standing in front of her was a woman in brocade, holding a leather whip in her hand, and a delicate jade pendant on her body. The long black dress with wide sleeves was graceful and beautiful, hand-embroidered and made of high-quality fabrics, definitely not something ordinary people could afford to wear.She looked at the arrogance and complacency in the woman's eyebrows and eyes, and secretly resented how it fell into the hands of such a troublesome young lady.

"Who are you? Why did you kidnap me?" Song Zhi pursed his lips, but he wasn't particularly scared.She was no longer the person who was frightened into mistakes by Zhang He's words. After seeing the blood, she became calm instead.

"Hey!" the brocade-clothed woman pointed at Song Zhi's nose, dumbfounded, "you figured it out, I saved you, why did you say I hijacked you regardless of good or bad? I wanted to hijack you, but I didn't Good woman, two, your beauty is not as good as mine, and three, you have no money, so what's the use of robbing you?"

Song Zhi frowned and said, "You are not robbers, so why did you stop my carriage and capture my driver?" She looked at the woman who was not a good person vigilantly, feeling suspicious.

The woman in brocade sneered and clapped her hands with the whip, motioning for others to bring the imperial hand over, looked at Song Zhi with a leisurely smile and said, "Guess, what did your imperial hand do to you?"

Song Zhi reacted, frowning even more, looking at the trembling royal hand kneeling in front of her, and said in a calm tone: "Is it you who tied me up, or they?"

Yushou's eyes flickered, he didn't dare to answer, but his face turned even paler.

Song Zhi understood and sighed.She calmly apologized to the woman in brocade clothes: "It was my blindness that almost misunderstood the young lady, so I apologize to the young lady."

The woman in brocade sneered: "Do you think it's over? Anyone who dares to slander me will have to pay the price." She pulled out a dagger from the moccasin boots, held it high, her face changed, and she said gloomyly , "I hate such a brainless person like you the most!"

Song Zhi secretly sighed in his heart, and didn't struggle to beg for mercy. He closed his eyes and let her manipulate him.But there was a sound of wind in her ears, and after waiting for a while, she didn't suffer any injuries and pain. Instead, she let go of her arms, feeling that the rope that bound her was broken, and her hands fell down unexpectedly and powerlessly.

Song Zhi opened his eyes, looked at the triumphant woman in brocade, ignored her sore arm, and bowed to thank him, "Thank you for your life!"

The woman in brocade clothes put the knife back into her boots, raised her eyebrows and snorted to her in high spirits: "You don't need to thank me, I just don't want to see villains doing trouble. You are stupid, you dare to drive from Xiangyang to Jiangling alone, and you don't have to worry about it." You were unprepared, and fell into someone's mist, if I hadn't passed by to save you, you would have been murdered by this beast, or your innocence would have been lost."

Song Zhi glanced at Yushou who was kneeling with his head bowed, pursed his lips and smiled faintly, rubbed his weak arm, regained some strength, cupped his hands and said to the woman in brocade: "Young master, can you hand him over to me?"

The woman in brocade twitched her lips, and said indifferently: "Please go ahead."

After thanking him, Song Zhi knelt down and looked at Yu Shou for a moment.She suddenly smiled and asked softly, "Besides me, how many people have you robbed?"

Yu Shou cried and kowtowed in apology: "Young lady, please spare my life! Please, my young lady! The villain just wanted to see the money, and he deserved to die. He never thought of hurting the young lady! The villain has an old mother who needs to be served, and a child who needs to be fed. , please spare your life, young lady!"

Song Zhi listened to his cries patiently, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile, "In other words, you just want to rob money, not sex."

"Yes, yes! I don't dare anymore!"

"Do you think I'm not pretty?" Song Zhi smiled lightly, "What do you think of my appearance?"

"No, no, no! The young lady looks like a fairy, and she is so beautiful that people will be fascinated. She is definitely the number one beauty in Jingzhou!"

"Bah!" The brocade-clothed woman spat, kicked her royal hand over, and said viciously, "Who do you think is the most beautiful woman in Jingzhou?"

"You...you..." Yushou lifted the woman's feet with difficulty.

"I think this person should be a habitual offender." Song Zhi shook his hands and stood up, "Obviously he didn't say a word of the truth, he was just perfunctory in order to survive. His eyes dodged and he was nervous. Although he showed fear, there was only hatred in his eyes." I must have robbed others before, and I have not changed it many times. If this is the case, I can't keep her to harm other girls."

The woman in brocade clothes stepped on Yushou's chest vigorously, and arrogantly called several women on horseback: "Send this old thief to the magistrate of Jiangling, just say I said it, put him in the prison, don't let him go!" Come out and harm people!"

"Here!"

The women tied up the royal hands with the rope that tied Song Zhi just now, carried them to the carriage together, and threw them into the carriage.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Song Zhi smiled and bowed deeply to the woman in brocade clothes, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you again, young lady!"