Thinking

Yuan Feng picked up the teacup and took a sip of water, and said leisurely: "The news has been suppressed? Then you can still get the news, not afraid that he will chop off your head to silence you."

A Sigu said triumphantly: "I got the news in the time he cut off his head one by one."

Yuan Feng smiled: "Okay, stop bragging, what made you so happy?"

Only then was A Sigu satisfied, and he revealed the mystery with a mysterious face: "Duji Falcon took the prince of the Jin Kingdom—that is, the sixth prince who was sent to the Kingdom of Yan...what's his name? He was robbed! All the way from Wu'an Zhou has entered Great Liang, Yan Guo is probably looking for someone crazy now, but the news has not been spread. The eldest prince is also going crazy, I think he can't keep Duji this time - no, he is even going crazy I can't keep it! Hey Yuanfeng, you said..."

A Sigu gloated, and halfway through the speech he saw Yuan Biao's expression was not right, so he stopped and asked, "Yuan Biao, what's wrong with you? Why are you staring at me?"

Yuan Feng's expression was complicated, he hesitated to say: "A Sigu, do you know who the sixth prince is?"

Asgu was confused: "Who is it? The sixth prince is the sixth prince?"

Yuan Feng was helpless, and said word by word: "That Yu Ke made friends with you when you were hunting in Moon Valley, and you gave him the jade rhinoceros finger before you left—that Yu Ke is the sixth prince of Jin... ..."

A Sigu was dumbfounded, the candied dates in his hand fell to the ground, and rolled around a few times.

Chongyi's expression on one side was more complicated than that of Yuan Feng: "Yuan Feng, do you know who that Yu Ke is?"

Yuan Feng turned his face and looked at him with raised eyebrows. His deep and beautiful gray-green eyes didn't know what to say, and asked, "Who is that? Isn't it Yu Ke?"

Chong Yi's expression changed wonderfully, and he said, "He is your junior brother, the one I tell you every time..."

Yuan Feng: "..."

"When did you tell me that you have a younger brother?! Aren't you joking?" Yuan Feng was in a mess.

"When will you say it's a joke as a teacher? You don't care about your fellow apprentices at all." Chong Yi was very distressed.

Asgu: "...What are you talking about?!"

Running wildly in the dark all night, Qi Si had lost his sense of direction in the snowstorm, the surrounding fields were all dark, without a single light, and after leaving the town, he headed east all the way. He wanted to go to the Chengguan of Wu'an Prefecture for help as soon as possible. The decree must have been spread to all border gates.

But it was getting brighter, and he saw a large pine forest in the field, covered with thick snow, which was far away from the town of Karaqin. As the day fell and the town was left farther and farther behind, the wind The snow gradually stopped.

He checked the direction and found that his direction was a bit off, to the north, which should be near Kuermo Ridge.

Jiang Xunyan talked to him about many battle tactics, including marching matters, important passes and mountain waterways, but at this time he had deviated from his direction, and even if he found out, he could only shake his head helplessly.

Do you want to keep going?There may be nomadic tribes around Kulmer Ridge, and the people around here are basically friendly. He may ask for help and take a rest.

But Duji Hubu must have found out that he had left. Although the heavy snow covered his whereabouts, he did not dare to take it seriously.

After thinking for a while, he decided that both the man and the horse needed to rest, otherwise they would probably be lost in the wilderness in the event of a snowstorm.

After urging the horse to go on the road, we marched for a while, and finally arrived at the foot of Kuermo Ridge, where the frozen Ergun River lay across the vast wilderness.

After walking along the river for another quarter of an hour, it was already dawn, and the golden sun shone under the Kuermo Ridge. Qi Si's hands and feet were numb from the cold, and he turned his head to look at the morning sun breaking through the clouds in the sky. Secretly pray.

Finally, I saw a village at the foot of the mountain at the bend of the river. Qisi went near the village, observed for a while, entered the village, and saw smoke rising from the yard of a family. An old woman came out of the house and hugged a The bale of hay is going to the back of the yard.

Qi Si was about to cry with joy, he opened his mouth cautiously, and said softly, "Grandma!"

Her voice was a little hoarse. The old woman looked back and saw a young man riding a horse outside the yard, so she put down the hay and went to the gate of the yard.

The old woman was very kind, and she led Qi Si into the house, let him warm up by the fire, and led Qi Si's horse to the stable behind the yard.

She could neither understand nor speak the language of the Han people. Qi Si and her gestured to each other. Although it was difficult to express the exact meaning, they understood each other with a smile.

Qi Si rested for a quarter of an hour, not daring to stay for long, took the dry food and a water bag of milk tea that the old woman gave him, and rode away again.

He didn't have a sword on him, only a hatchet for self-defense that he took from the backyard of the inn and hung it on the saddle beside his leg.

Asked about the way, he followed the river all the way to Kuermo Ridge, the road in the mountains was rugged, and he thought about the time, he was afraid that he would not be able to reach Wu'an Prefecture before dark.

The mountains and forests in the Kuermo Mountains are magnificent, and the heavy snow overnight makes the mountains look like ink paintings on rice paper, thick and dark, lofty, open and majestic.

However, Qi Si didn't care to appreciate the scenery, and only wanted to run for his life. He felt that Duji Hubu probably wanted to kill him on his own initiative. The eldest prince probably didn't know about it at all, but Duji Hubu had already reached this point. If people conspired with him, what the Eldest Prince or the King of Great Liang would do was unpredictable, maybe they would kill someone to silence them, and there was no proof of death, he couldn't believe anyone.

Resting and stopping along the way, Qisi's horse's physical strength has reached its limit, so Qisi can only find a sheltered cave in the canyon, and take the horse to rest temporarily.

He lit a fire, leaned against a dry log in the cave to warm the fire, gradually overwhelmed by exhaustion and faint pain, and finally fell asleep.

The clouds over the canyon outside the cave gathered again, and the rustling snowflakes fluttered again, falling on the ice surface of the river in the valley and on the branches of Chinese pine in the forest.

The cave was sheltered from the wind and quiet, and a fire burned for a long time. In the warmth, Qi Si's body and mind couldn't support it, and gradually fell into a dream.

The horse was also resting quietly near the entrance of the cave, and the dreams of Qisi were complicated and chaotic. For a while, it was the blurred and beautiful face of the mother, and for a while, it was Yu Ke, Chong Yi, Lu Yingqiu and him watching the Mid-Autumn Festival in the Fanghua Temple in the south of the Yangtze River. For a while, Duji viciously provoked and scolded him like a little bastard, and for a while, Emperor Su asked Xiao Zhi to take him to Puhua Temple to worship his parents...

As the faces of the people in the dream kept changing, he felt more and more suffocated and painful in his heart. He curled up unconsciously, groaning from time to time, and sweating continuously.

After heavy snowfall for a long time, another layer of snow was added to the entrance of the cave. The horses moved their hooves a little uneasily, and the sound of people and horseshoes could be faintly heard in the canyon.

Qi Si also seemed to be keenly disturbed, struggling to get out of the dream, and suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, but felt a layer of cold sweat on his body, and the pain in his heart became real and intense.

He looked at the sky, he probably slept for more than an hour, he had learned from Lu Yingqiu how to live in the mountains, the fire he built was still burning slowly.Emanate warmth.

Enduring the pain in his heart, he supported the cave wall and walked outside the cave entrance, pulled up the veil covering his face to block the cold wind, and listened carefully to the movement in the canyon.

About seven or eight people were coming in his direction.

Qi Si immediately extinguished the fire, led the horse and set off, not wanting to meet people in such a place.

He got on the horse, and the pain in his heart suddenly intensified as soon as he moved, and he almost fell off the horse's back. He held the rein tightly, and one person and one rider were submerged in the rolling snow again.

The movement behind him gradually faded away, and Qi Si controlled the horse to move forward along the river, but because the snow was getting heavier and the road more difficult, his speed became very slow.

Qisi's consciousness began to blur because of the pain, as if he had returned to the state of a puppet who was deprived of his sanity by Duji's medicine in those days. All the willpower to focus on thinking.

He struggled to get off the horse and leaned against a rock crevice in the mountain by the side of the road, with the hatchet used for self-defense lying tightly in his hand.

After resting for a while, he was about to get on his horse again when he heard the sound of hooves approaching him quickly.

He immediately grabbed the saddle and climbed onto the horse's back, and he was caught up by those people after he rode the horse for a short distance.

They were a dozen or so soldiers, wearing thick leather jackets of the same shape, with Mo Dao on their waists, and leather boots, speaking words that Qi Si could not understand.

Qi Si looked around at them calmly, and they also looked at Qi Si, pacing up and down around Qi Si on horseback.

Qi Si could tell that they were Qiang people, probably soldiers of some Qiang nobleman, and their expressions did not seem to be malicious, but they always changed their temper at will, so Qi Si dared not let down their vigilance.

One of them seemed to be interested in Qi Si's horse, pointing at his horse and muttering something, Qi Si had no choice but to shake his head, not speak, indicating that he did not understand, secretly ready to hold the hatchet in his hand at any time.

The man stared at Qi Si again, looked at his eyes exposed outside the veil, and motioned for him to take off the veil.

Qi Si still shook his head.

But the man was not happy anymore, he urged his horse to go forward, reaching out to take his veil beside Da Si.

Qi Si dodges immediately, steers the horse a few steps away from him, and shakes his head.

Those few people smiled, and said something to each other, and there was an obvious teasing meaning between their expressions.

The man stopped pestering him, looked at him, with some emotion flashing in his eyes, and beckoned his companions to leave.

Looking at their backs, Qi Si finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't follow forward, but found a nearby shelter to stay for a while, and didn't want to deal with them anymore.

But after a while, he heard the sound of horseshoes again, and the wind and snow covered the sound, so that he didn't realize it until he was very close to the group.

He held the hatchet, his heart sank.

Immediately adjust your mood and prepare for the worst.

At this time, he took his horse to shelter from the wind in the mountain crevice on one side of the canyon. The crevice is very narrow, and there is only enough width for one horse to pass in front of him. A pass where one man guards the pass, at least it will not be surrounded by several people at the same time.

Qi Si strengthened his spirits, and the pain in his heart was gradually suppressed with the adjustment of his mood and breath.

The group of people quickly arrived outside the gap, looked at Qi Si, there was no concealment in their expressions, they looked at Qi Si with blatant malice, whistled, and didn't know what they were talking to each other.