The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 213 Raising an Ancestor

"Since she is a hostage, then immediately capture her and tie her up!" The Meng general standing below the Meng king said sternly.

Like an honest man who is determined not to be moved by beauty.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed Dou Ruyun's cold eyes on him.

Dou Ruyun's tone was cold and hard, and he said word by word: "Absolutely not."

It would be fine if he said "no", but he also added the word "absolutely".

The Meng general frowned: "Why does General Dou..."

Dou Ruyun had thought of the words early in the morning, and said: "You know how much effort I spent to capture her from the strict guard and siege of King Xuan's personal guards."

"So what? Since you have presented her to the king, we can deal with her."

Dou Ruyun sighed: "She grew up in the capital. Do you know how delicate the women in the capital of Daliang are?"

"I know." It was the Meng king who answered.

He stared at Xue Qingyin and said, "You will know when you see her today."

Dou Ruyun couldn't stand it, and the veins on his forehead jumped.

He said in a deep voice, "What I want to tell the king is that she should not only not be tied up, but also be well fed and well fed. Otherwise, she will die here in a few days. Wouldn't my efforts be in vain?"

"How much does King Xuan like his wife?" asked the Meng clan general.

How could Dou Ruyun know? But he still said, "Hold her in the palm of your hand and treat her like a pearl."

The Meng clan general asked, "What do you mean?"

Dou Ruyun just remembered that many of them were not very fluent in Chinese, and they couldn't understand anything that was a little more literary. He could only say with a straight face: "I like it very much."

The general of the Meng clan pondered for a moment and said: "If she dies, King Xuan will be mentally collapsed, and it will be a good opportunity for the national teacher to lead the army to take advantage of the situation..."

Dou Ruyun interrupted: "You don't know King Xuan well enough. Once a person dies, it will only provoke his crazy revenge. From then on, there will be no one in the world who can restrain him..."

The general of the Meng clan frowned when he heard the voice, obviously not knowing whether to believe Dou Ruyun's words.

Dou Ruyun reminded him lightly at this time: "Think about Beidi."

The Beidi royal court was slaughtered, and when it happened that year, it was shocking to the world.

No matter whether it was in the north, east, south or west... they were all trembling for a long time.

So that the Meng clan, although it had already completed the unification, did not dare to invade Yizhou.

The general of the Meng clan said in a deep voice: "Let's obey the king's order."

Needless to say, the king of the Meng clan waved his hand and said: "Set up a separate tent for her and raise her up."

Dou Ruyun hesitated to speak.

It was really... unexpectedly smooth...It was the reason for the smoothness, which was a bit far-fetched.

He was really worried now. When the king of Xuan raised his knife to chop him, I'm afraid the princess of Xuan really couldn't stop him!

The general of the Meng clan had no intention of opposing the king of the Meng clan's order.

But when he saw the king of the Meng clan wanted to go down and help the person himself, he couldn't help but said: "That's a hostage!"

How could the king help a hostage?

The king of the Meng clan said: "I know."

A little regret flashed across his eyes, and he didn't know whether he regretted that she was a hostage or regretted that he couldn't help her.

After a while, two women dressed as slaves came. They knelt in front of Xue Qingyin's carriage and asked her to get off.

They didn't know Xue Qingyin's identity, so they called her: "Guest, please."

Xue Qingyin put one hand on her.

The slave girl's skin was rough and had a red and black color.

As soon as Xue Qingyin touched her, the other party noticed her delicateness and withdrew her hand in a panic.

Xue Qingyin grabbed the other party's wrist and then used the force to get off the carriage.

The slave girl looked stunned, as if she had never seen such a kind nobleman like her, and her already red and black face suddenly became even redder.

When Xue Qingyin got off the horse, the hem of her skirt was stained with mud.

She was wearing a dark blue dress, a goose yellow sleeve shirt, and a plain shawl.

Like a picture.

The mud suddenly became much more annoying.

The general of the Meng clan stared at her and couldn't help asking: "Why is she not afraid at all?"

"She has a problem since she was a child that she has chest pain and can't breathe when she is scared. So don't scare her." Dou Ruyun said seriously with a stern face.

The general of the Meng clan: "..." Is this an ancestor who was kidnapped back?

"You can't do this, you can't do that, what's the point of tying her up?" The Meng general said unhappily.

"Of course, we'll use her when it matters most. The use of the trump card has been like this since ancient times, don't you know?"

The Meng general thought to himself, is this something written in the Han military strategy?

In order not to expose his shallow knowledge, the Meng general replied in a muffled voice: "Yeah."

The new tent was quickly set up, and Xue Qingyin moved in.

In order to prevent her from dying before the battle, the Meng tribe specially arranged two slave women to serve her.

One was called Yun Duo, and the other was called A Zhuo.

They were the ones who helped Xue Qingyin get off the carriage earlier.

They came to the newly set up tent and looked at Xue Qingyin carefully.

There are many porcelains in the Central Plains.

This princess from the Central Plains is like that porcelain. It seems that it will break if touched.

"Is there any food? I'm a little hungry." Xue Qingyin paused and added, "Can you understand me?"

"Yes." Yun Duo whispered, "I can understand some Yizhou dialect."

Xue Qingyin thought, it seems that they have made a lot of preparations to invade Yizhou. Most of the Meng people specially learned the official language of Daliang, and even the Yizhou dialect.

"Maybe... you don't like to eat." Azhuo said softly from the side, looking a little embarrassed.

"Let's give it a try first."

"yes."

Azhuo responded and went to find food, and Yun Duo stayed by Xue Qingyin's side to serve him.

Yun Duo couldn't understand why she wasn't afraid at all? Didn’t everyone say that the women of the Liang Dynasty were weak and could be bullied? She looks very weak, but she cannot be bullied at all.

Half an hour later, the Meng people's food was presented to Xue Qingyin.

She picked up her chopsticks and took a bite... "It tastes really bad!"

Thinking about the food of the Liang Dynasty, she was not used to it because it was very different from that of later generations, let alone the Mon people.

Azhuo and his wife were immediately at a loss, and they didn't know how to take care of this delicate beauty.

Xue Qingyin pushed the dishes towards them with her backhand: "Do you want to eat?"

Their eyes widened, and desire suddenly appeared in their eyes.

Saliva secreted in the mouth, and the throat became dry and tight.

Where did the slave eat anything good? It is a great blessing to be able to have enough food without being thrown into the cattle pen or the sheep pen, missing arms and legs.

But they still shook their heads.

Xue Qingyin looked at their faces.

He shouldn't be old, but his appearance is somewhat inconsistent with his age.

She smiled and said: "I reward you, do you know what reward means?"

They nodded cautiously.

Xue Qingyin first waved to Yun Duo: "Come here."

Yun Duo walked closer and knelt down.

Is it because I didn’t follow this noble person and I was going to be punished? she thought in horror.

Xue Qingyin grabbed a piece of beef that was boiled in water without any seasoning.

The piece of beef was as big as a fist, and Xue Qingyin knew at one glance that she couldn't bite it.

There is no Guizhou chili noodles for dipping, so how can we eat it?

Xue Qingyin tore it into strips with difficulty.

He stuffed it into Yunduo's mouth with his backhand.

Yun Duo was afraid of scratching Xue Qingyin's delicate hands, so she opened her mouth without even daring to close it.

"Do you dare to spit it out?" Xue Qingyin asked her.

Yunduo shook his head.

"Then eat it."

Yun Duo thought for a while, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with him. Then he chewed slowly.

She chewed such a small amount of meat over and over again, chewing it carefully until her face turned red from chewing it, and she still couldn't bear to swallow it.

Ad Zhuo was so envious that his eyes almost fell out of his head.

Xue Qingyin quickly took out a new one and stuffed it into Yun Duo's mouth.

Now she had to swallow before biting.

Xue Qingyin felt that she was just like a mother bird feeding her chicks, so tired.

She then waved Ah Zhuo over and stuffed strips of meat into Ah Zhuo's mouth in the same manner.

Azhuo stopped shaking his head now and just chewed and swallowed hard.

But because there was one more person, it was crucial to whom the meat strips Xue Qingyin peeled off would be given to next.

Xue Qingyin deliberately dried the clouds for a while, and then A Zhuo for a while.

Then she curled up her fingers tiredly and said, "You're tired, you can tear it apart and eat it yourself."

Now they no longer have to endure the painful wait of who will fall into their mouths next, so how can they refuse?

He quickly tore it up and ate it himself.

Xue Qingyin thought that if she had never eaten meat before, she would eat it alive.

Then he took the plate away from them and said: "Take them all. I don't want it anymore. You can't eat anymore, you know? I allow you to eat before you can eat."

They nodded repeatedly and did not feel humiliated after hearing this. After all, they were slaves who were used to listening to orders and being squeezed.

They exited the big tent and could only reluctantly throw away the food.

After a while, he was taken to see the Mon king again.

The Meng general was speechless after hearing their report: "I really raised an ancestor who didn't even eat. Then wouldn't he starve to death in a few days?"