Vicissitudes know Jinhua

Qi Wushang kept watching without saying a word, and when he got on the horse, he said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Fourth brother, you have a temporary idea to abduct a child back to the palace, so be careful that your mother beats you."

Qi Yupei was in a great mood: "Mu Zishi is not an ordinary person, I'm going to book this companion reading."

Qi Wushang stroked the dagger at his waist, thoughtfully: "What's so special about this little brat?"

"Third brother, you are testing me..." Qi Yupei walked slowly on his bridle, and there was a sense of pride in his words: "Six-year-old can fool the majestic Prince Fengjing, he can be called smart, and he has no pen and ink skills To practice diligently and never give up is to persevere, how many people can there be in this world with such aptitude and heart?"

Qi Wushang reined in his horse, and muttered: "Mu Zishi's background is not low. Although his father Qing Pinghou is just a third-waiter who lives at home, he is not a fool. Flesh and blood were expelled from the mansion and placed under house arrest in another courtyard outside the city? You just ignored him and let your servants bully you? What's more, as you said, Mu Zishi is so extraordinary? I'm afraid there is something wrong with it, you have to think carefully. "

Qi Yupei nodded and said: "Don't worry, third brother, I didn't bring Mu Zishi back to the palace today because of this matter, ten days is enough for me to find out the details of this child."

Qi Wushang seemed hesitant to speak, he hurriedly said softly with a smile: "Third brother, if you have something to say, just tell me, okay?"

Qi Wushang's expression was dignified: "Mu Zishi's eyes... have you noticed it?"

Qi Yupei hesitated for a moment: "His eyes are not pure black, but a little dark green."

Qi Wushang said: "Such eyes are very rare in Daning, but outside Shelu Pass, in a small tribe called Pumanwu in Saibei, there are many people with different-colored pupils... I guess Mu Zishi's biological mother , I’m afraid it’s not from my clan.”

Qi Yupei was suspicious and suspicious, he couldn't help but think too much: "Could it be that Marquis Qingping dared to accept foreign enemies privately?"

Qi Wushang smiled and said: "That's not the case. The Pumanwu tribe was wiped out by the Wulin tribe ten years ago. The tribe either died or fled. Even if there is a fish that slipped through the net, it will not cause any trouble. How can a powerless Marquis of Qingping afford to be charged with such a crime?"

Seeing that Qi Yupei was still preoccupied, he persuaded him: "What's more, people with different-colored pupils may not necessarily be of a different race. Shu Polu, the son of the Shu Jingshan family in the Ministry of War, also has silver-gray eyes?"

Qi Yupei sighed dejectedly: "Shu Jingshan is both civil and military, but he was executed by ransacking his home two years ago. It's a pity."

Qi Wushang finally got down to business, and hurriedly took out the dead goose from the hunting bag beside the saddle and put it in front of Qi Yupei: "Fourth, look after you! An arrow pierces the eye."

The smell of blood rushed into his nose, Qi Yupei hurriedly turned his face: "Take it away!"

Seeing his pale face, Qi Wushang really hated him very much, so he could only stuff the wild goose back into his pouch, and said: "Don't forget that the soft armor of the wild goose can be mine."

Qi Yupei smiled, with dimples on one cheek: "You haven't given him the dagger you lost to Mu Zishi, why should I give you the soft armor?"

Qi Wushang was furious, and poked his dimple: "Young boy, you have a bad heart!"

As soon as the sky was bright, Mu Zishi was fully dressed and ran out of the room. He couldn't get out of the courtyard, but he listened to the movement outside with his ears open, waiting for the clear voice with a smile to appear.

Since Qi Yupei's arrival, Yao Datou didn't dare to make any more noise and instruct him. He was already extremely happy, but for some reason, the short three days were even more difficult than the hardest days in the past. Poke it down, then push the sun up, and repeat this process so that the ten days pass in a blink of an eye.

But amid the anxiety and suffering, there is also a kind of vague joy, as if in the dark and tortuous mountainside, but I know in my heart that there is a bright exit ahead, and I am full of anticipation and hope.

The wait was too long, so Mu Zishi always held a branch and wrote Qi Yupei's name repeatedly on the ground. In the past three days, he had written hundreds of thousands of words. mean.

After writing the last stroke of the word Pei, Mu Zishi just realized that his legs were numb from squatting, so he simply sat down on the ground, propping his chin in a daze, when he suddenly heard the sound of carriages outside the courtyard, and the voices of people approaching, his heart suddenly jumped Pounding wildly, he jumped up abruptly, spread his legs and ran straight to the front hall.

Although Mu Zishi is smart, after all, he is young, happy and careless, not to be wary that Yao Datou has already asked his mother-in-law to go to the Hou's mansion to report what happened that day.

Panting for a while, he ran to the hall. On the way, he fell twice with his front legs and rear legs, and his palms were scratched, but his heart was about to jump out of ecstasy.

There were already four healthy servants with big arms and round waists standing in the hall, and another middle-aged fat man who looked like a butler was sitting on the Taishi chair and scolding Yao Datou: "My master is idle, and you are idle too? It's fine if your hands are not quick and your legs are not fast. You don't even have half the vision, no wonder Lord Hou let you stay here... Hurry up and call the young master out!"

Yao Datou bowed and bowed repeatedly, and was about to run to the backyard, but bumped into Mu Zishi who was standing there in a daze, and hurriedly decided: "Young master, you are here, the housekeeper is here in person Picking you up!"

Mu Zishi's face was pale, and his heart sank, but he refused to believe it: "You are not...not..."

Yao Datou interrupted impatiently: "What's wrong, young master, I didn't say, you always cause trouble, Lord Hou doesn't know how to worry about you, you are really unfilial..."

The fat man coughed lightly, glared at Yao Datou, and said with a smile: "Young Master, Master Hou is kind-hearted, afraid that you will get tired of living here, so I specially ordered the little one to pick you up and change to a better place, Qingping The family style of the Hou Mansion is strict, the father is kind, the son is filial, I think the young master will not let down the hard work of the Hou master, will he? Young master, it is getting late, so I will wait for you to leave, okay?"

Fatty is worthy of being the chief steward of the Hou Mansion, and his words are indeed much better than Yao Datou's, with all the sharp points hidden in the cotton, slippery and beautiful.

It's a pity that Mu Zishi didn't know what to say, he just shook his head vigorously as if he had never heard of it: "No, I won't go."

The smile on the fat man's face immediately froze, and then disappeared as if it had never appeared before: "Young master, it's a small matter for you to embarrass, but disobeying your father's order is a serious crime."

Mu Zishi bit his lip, suddenly pushed Yao Datou away, turned around and fled.

In desperation, relying on his dexterity, he passed through the four servants in the blink of an eye, rushed out the door, and ran outside.

Yao Datou was caught off guard and was pushed away by him for a few steps, so he straightened his neck and yelled "Come back soon", with a good voice, and the ending sound floated high, playing tricks.

The big butler didn't panic, and sneered: "Young master lost his mind and went crazy, you still don't do it?"

Mu Zishi only ran until his lungs were about to explode, but he didn't dare to stop, but he was short and short, even if he tried his best, he still couldn't keep up. The four servants had arrived Behind him, one grabbed his shoulder and the other clasped his wrist. Mu Zishi was immediately bound by the iron hoop and seemed unable to move.

The fat butler stepped out, pointed at the carriage next to him, and said with a smile: "Young master, are you tired after running so hard? You should be more sensible, and you don't have to suffer from this. Please get in the carriage and rest!"

Mu Zishi struggled desperately, and shouted heart-piercingly, "Let me go! Let me go! I don't want to go, I want to wait for him here!"

The two servants were rough men, seeing that he was disobedient and just thrashing about, they immediately twisted his arms back and clamped them fiercely without mercy.

Mu Zishi felt pain in his shoulders and wrists, and couldn't help but let out a scream. His little face was pale with cold sweat and hot tears, but he lowered his head and turned his neck, biting tightly on his shoulder. big hand.

The servant's index finger was bitten off, and he screamed in pain, he shook his hand hurriedly, but Mu Zishi was full of grief, anger and humiliation, and he was unable to shake off a few sharp teeth that had just grown.

The other one on the side was his own brother. The same blood in his veins was boiling, and he slapped him without thinking. With a slap, Mu Zishi's eyes went dark. on the ground.

He received the giant spirit's palm, and his teeth loosened naturally, but he took the opportunity to cry: "Help! Help! Let me go! I beg you...let me stay here, please forgive me... "

Although this place is a secluded place on the outskirts of the city, there are other courtyards a few miles away. Mu Zishi made such a fuss, the fat butler couldn't hold back his face, and hurriedly said: "Quickly shut up! What a shame! "

A ball of cloth was stuffed into his mouth, and all the shouts turned into suppressed whimpers.

The moment Mu Zishi was dragged into the carriage, he felt that he was already a dead person, and he knew that he would not be able to survive anymore, and he would really not be able to live if he left.

In a blur of consciousness, he involuntarily let out a sob from his throat, the sound was not loud, but the big butler heard his whole body trembling. This was clearly the last cry for help from the dying beast, he rubbed his hands together, and said loudly: "Shut up!" Car door, you trash, your hands and feet are as slow as tortoises, go! Go!"

A servant did as he said, and just as he put his hand on the red-painted car door, there was a swishing sound, and with a snap, the palm of his hand was nailed to the door by a white-feathered arrow.

The servant was stunned, and before he realized whether he should howl or not, he heard the sound of horseshoes approaching, and a voice as cold as gold and iron shouted, "Let me go!"

The big housekeeper looked back and saw that he was just riding alone, but the young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes was handsome and handsome, he was definitely not an ordinary person, he frowned, and hurriedly saluted before the horse: "Mu Fu, the housekeeper of the Qingping Hou Mansion, how dare you ask me?" Young master's honorable name?"

Qi Wushang didn't pay attention, didn't rein in his horse to stop, kicked Mu Fu over, rushed to the side of the carriage, leaned in, saw Mu Zishi's eyes were wide open, full of despair, and the corner of his mouth was broken. , with blood still on his chin, he gritted his teeth and was furious: "How dare they beat you?"

After speaking, he wanted to hug Mu Zishi.

The two servants were shocked, and hurriedly stretched out their hands to stop them. Qi Wushang casually dropped the bow and arrow, and pulled out the short knife at his waist. The human wrist was cut off.

Everyone is just the guard of the Hou Mansion, who has seen such cruel and bloody methods?For a moment, except for the screams of those two people, everyone was dumbfounded, and they were all frightened dumbfounded.

Qi Wushang lightly stretched his ape arms, hugged Mu Zishi, put one hand in front of him, condescended, stared at Mu Fu, and said coldly: "If this son doesn't come, are you going to kill Zishi?" ?”

When Mu Fu heard this, he knew that the person in front of him was indeed the prince of Fengjing that Yao Datou had said, he didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly knelt down: "No, no, the little one dare not... the little one kowtows to the prince!"

Mu Zishi was hugged by him, feeling a little at ease, but his hands were tightly clutching his neck, not daring to let go, even buried his face in his chest, trembling and crying uncontrollably.

Qi Wushang was almost strangled to death by his two slender arms, but he didn't think that bitterness was even softer. He patted his thin back lightly with one hand, his movements were extremely caring and gentle, and the eyes he stared at Mu Fu and others were Cold as a knife.

Mu Fu bravely looked up and said, "Your Highness... Uh, the young master is the youngest son of our Lord Hou, and the Lord Hou ordered the young one to come and pick him up, but this... but I don't know that the young master has fallen into His Highness's favor. It is truly a blessing.”

Qi Wushang couldn't stand his chatter, so he interrupted with a raised hand: "What exactly do you want to say?"

The people who come and go in Qingping Hou's mansion are all literati, and the butler has been in Zhilan's room for a long time, so he naturally speaks politely and reservedly. Cursing secretly that the eldest son is really rude, he swallowed his saliva: "Can your highness let the young master go back to the mansion first, so that the prince will miss his son?"

Qi Wushang finally understood, and answered quickly: "No."

Almost at the same time, Mu Zishi suddenly raised his head from Qi Wushang's chest, and shouted in panic, "No...they lied! Don't let them take me away!"

Qi Wushang was afraid that he would fall off the horse, so he hugged him tightly but shouted: "I am here, who dares to take you away?"

He said to Mu Fu, "Did you hear that? Zishi himself doesn't want to go with you."

Mu Fu felt that His Royal Highness was being unreasonable, and persuaded with a bitter face: "But the young master is from the Qingping Hou Mansion after all... Your Highness is like this, it's inevitable... it's inevitable..."

Qi Wushang was too lazy to listen to him, so he lightly kicked the horse's belly and turned the horse's head: "Tell Qing Pinghou, if you want to rob someone from this prince, you might as well sue me!"

Mu Fu watched the young horse go away, choked on the aroused dust and sneezed, his nose crooked.