Just when the scene was in chaos, a burst of jade music came into the city, and the sound of horse hooves gradually approached, as if a grand motorcade was about to enter the city.
The people actually became silent in a tacit understanding, because they saw a golden carriage, surrounded by gold palm fans with red pins on the front and rear, and a bead curtain and embroidered plaque hanging on the west, which were the honor guard of the imperial concubine. However, Jin Yu was surrounded by Qi soldiers and followed behind a luxurious carriage.
A eunuch sang loudly: "We respectfully welcome General Wanyan and order Emperor Fu to enter the city——"
Everyone who heard it burst into tears.
The common people have all heard that when Bianliang City was destroyed, the Qi army kidnapped the emperor and the noble daughters of the clan. They also held a prisoner dedication ceremony and ordered the emperor to take off his robes, while everyone else, both men and women, took off their shirts and robes. Wearing sheep fur and felt strips tied around the waist, they worship the ancestral temple of Qi Taizu. After the prisoner presentation ceremony, the original concubines, emperor's concubines, and royal wives in the palace were given to the Qi people. They were either concubines of nobles, prostitutes in the military camp, or slaves. No one was spared.
It can be described as a great shame and humiliation unprecedented in a century!
And this Lingfu Emperor Ji was also one of the captives at that time. Now she appears in Lidu Mansion. Her Emperor Ji's support was given by the Qi people. Although the golden carriage is still there, but behind it that is invisible to everyone, One can only imagine what happened to her.
The carriage stopped at the city gate. The man in the car raised the curtain and asked in a loud voice: "Is this how you will welcome Fu Emperor Ji when she returns home?"
No one responded.
The man continued: "You are all subjects of Ling Fu Emperor Ji. Those who caused trouble today, as long as they stop resisting, they will no longer be held accountable for their faults."
Facing the former Emperor Ji, they had to give in. Even if they knew that this was a silent show of force by the Qi people, they still wanted to welcome their imperial concubine with the courtesy of a subject.
The crowd of people confronting each other was silent. The waves surged up and faded silently among the crowd, and a road into the city was opened.
Nan Yi realized that this was the "red-faced person" that Xie Queshan said. Another high-ranking official from Daqi came to Lidu Mansion, and the Qi people's motorcade entered the city in a mighty manner, stepping on the backbones of the people of Yu Dynasty.
"I'm going to kill them."
Xie Sui'an's words were extremely soft but extremely firm, and they floated into Nan Yi's ears without missing a word. After that, she no longer stayed in the crowd, turned around and left, filled with murderous aura.
Nan Yi quickly caught up with Xie Sui'an.
"little six!"
"Sister-in-law, don't stop me. Even if I die, I have to save my third uncle. The Qi people are stepping on his head! If you don't do something, you will just be living an ignoble existence!"
"Are you going to die in vain? There are soldiers watching everywhere in the city." Nan Yi didn't understand. It was clear who was strong and who was weak.
"Didn't the Qi people set up defenses all over the city? Okay, then I will steal their city defense map. Xie Queshan must have it. Knowing the distribution of their guards, I can rescue the third uncle and escape smoothly."
It sounds easy to say, but every step of the way is as difficult as reaching the sky. What's more, Xie Sui'an was isolated and helpless during this operation. She could not tell anyone in Bingzhusi about her plan until the traitor was found.
This time Xie Sui'an left resolutely, but Nan Yi hesitated and did not stop her.
If a person wants to die, no one can stop him.
She would never put herself in such a dangerous situation, Nan Yi warned herself repeatedly.
But she looked back at Xie Zhu who was hanging under the city wall, the imperial concubine and the common people kneeling on the street to greet the emperor, and the poor emperor who was sitting in the golden carriage but couldn't help herself. Nan Yi felt like There was an indescribable surge of emotion.
This emotion made Nan Yi sober and at a loss. She didn't want to look back at the snowy dock right away, so she followed the motorcade and walked forward aimlessly, letting the crowd swamp her.
I don’t know how long I walked, but the crowd around me gradually dispersed.
"Dog Xiucai, you still want to attack us? You think your life is too long, don't you?"
A burst of insults reached his ears, and Nan Yi followed the sound and saw several Qi soldiers beating a scholar.
The scholar, clothed in white robes, was beaten to the ground, still trying to protect the few volumes of books scattered around him. Qi Bing laughed and stepped on his hand, crushing it into the mud. He looked even more embarrassed and weak.
"You rotten scholar from the Yu Dynasty, hahaha! Your life is almost gone, but you still want to study? Why don't I dig out your eyes so that you can't read anything -"
Qi Bing laughed and drew out his dagger.
Nan Yi stood outside the alley and watched in fear. She couldn't bear it anymore. The urge to stop her surged in her heart, but her feet felt like lead. She didn't have the courage to move forward.
Just when Nan Yi was hesitating, a hand roughly grabbed her collar and pushed her forward. Nan Yi stumbled and almost lost her balance. When she looked back, she saw a tall man coming. The leader of the great Qi soldiers.
"You bitches, you want to see? Come on, come on, stand here and take a closer look. It will be your turn in a moment."
Naqi Bingtou took the dagger from the other man's hand and went to gouge out the scholar's eyes on the ground.
"stop!"
Seeing that the dagger was about to be stabbed, Nan Yi's shout came out loud and clear.
Several Qi soldiers were shocked by her voice, and they all paused and looked back at her.
Nan Yi felt guilty, and she regretted it after she spoke out. She could have taken advantage of Qi Bing to bully the scholar and run away, but she couldn't ignore such atrocities. But even if she stopped it at this moment, with her ability...how could she help the scholar and herself escape?
"Sometimes, name is more important than reality." Xie Queshan's words rang in her mind again.
"Oh, you little girls are quite tempered, how dare you meddle in my grandpa's business?!"
Qi Bing looked Nan Yi up and down, obviously not taking her seriously, and there was even a bit of unabashed vulgarity in his eyes.
"Pa--" A loud slap fell on the face of the leader of Qibing.
Nan Yi took the initiative and quickly boosted his aura: "Who are you? You dare to bully even the accountant of my Xie family?"
She deliberately held her head high, imitating Xie Queshan's look that no one looked down upon, and she looked confident and confident.
Qi Bing was blinded by the beating, covering his face and staring at Nan Yi. He was angry and frightened for a moment, unable to speak.
The two bastards who followed him reacted quickly. They gathered around to protect their little leader and asked Nan Yi: "Nonsense! Nowadays, anyone can claim to be from the Xie family. It depends on whether you are qualified." !”
Nan Yi sneered and took out the rent collection account book he brought out today from his sleeve: "I am the young lady of the Xie family. On the order of our master, I brought the accountant to the city to collect rent today——" He shook his hand vigorously. He spread out the account book and said, "Open your eyes and see clearly. This is the family seal of the Xie family."
Qi Bing came forward to take a look, hesitantly, and it turned out to be the Xie family's seal.
Nan Yi saw a scar on the leader's forehead and suddenly recognized the face. It was the Qi soldiers who bullied her at the Quling River ferry a month ago. She had hit the scar with a stone to escape.
The memory of being bullied came back, and the fear in her bones made her legs weak. However, she pinched herself hard with the hand hidden in her sleeve to make herself stand taller. She is no longer the same person she was back then.
At this moment, Nan Yi vaguely understood why those scholars always had to straighten their spines. This was a declaration of courage.
Nan Yi glanced at Qi Bing: "Who is the head of our family? You don't need me to remind you, right?"
After that, Nan Yi collected the account books, stopped talking to Qi Bing, and walked towards the scholar.
She stood in front of him and held out a hand to him.
The frightened scholar raised his head. When he recalled this scene many years later, he could clearly remember that when she lowered her head and stretched out her hands, the transparent light fell on her body and gave it a satin-like luster. A strand of her temple hair hung down. It came down and has been stuck in his heart ever since.
The scholar felt that his hands were dirty and did not dare to touch the soft hand. He stood up by himself, picked up the books on the ground and returned them to his arms. He cooperated with Nan Yi and stood behind her.
"Young Madam, I'm sorry for delaying my business."
Nan Yi turned around and glared at Qi Bing: "Why don't you get out of here?! If I don't do things well today, are you going to go see Mr. Queshan?"
Seeing Nan Yi's momentum, the Qi soldiers did not dare to question him anymore. After all, Xie Queshan's name was also a deterrent among the Qi people. They bowed and apologized repeatedly and fled.
Seeing the three people disappeared from sight, Nan Yi suddenly collapsed, his legs weakened, and he could barely stand by leaning against the wall. She completely ignored her image, held her chest and breathed through her mouth, letting the cold air fill her chest, and then she recovered slightly.
I suffered so much at Xie Queshan's place, and I occasionally used him as a pretense, but I didn't expect it to be so useful. The big devil is indeed the big devil.
Nan Yi didn't notice that when he heard the name Queshan, the scholar was suddenly in a trance.
He quickly regained his composure, and the scholar raised his hand to her: "Thank you..." He paused hesitantly, and saw that she looked like a girl after taking off her disguise. She didn't seem to be the young lady of the Xie family she said she was. I didn't know whether to call her madam or girl, but I quickly said, "Thank you madam."
Nan Yi scratched her hair. She was as sensitive as she was. She also knew the reason for the scholar's momentary hesitation. After she lost her momentum, she didn't look like a "lady" from an aristocratic family at all. She was also a little uncomfortable with this title, but the reason behind it was complicated and difficult to explain. There is no need to agree with outsiders, just accept it.
Nan Yi waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I don't have many rules. Don't be polite to me. What do you call Mr. Lang?"
"My name is Song Yushu, and I am the seventh in the family. If Madam doesn't mind, just call me Song Qilang."
He speaks politely and slowly, no wonder he was called a rotten scholar by the barbaric Qi people.
"Song Qilang, there is chaos outside. If the Qi soldiers see us leaving, they might become suspicious. I'll give you a ride again. Where do you live?"
Song Yushu looked slightly panicked: "How can I trouble my wife again?"
"..." Nan Yi was speechless. It was indeed a bit difficult to talk to the scholar, but he shouldn't be too rude.
Seeing Nan Yi frown slightly, Song Yushu immediately changed his words: "Then thank you madam. I live in Jiang Yuefang."
He is a thoughtful and knowledgeable person. Nan Yi smiled: "Then you lead the way."
Song Yushu was walking in front, but Nan Yi noticed that he always lowered his head, hugged the scriptures in his arms tightly, and did not want to exchange looks with any pedestrians.
He was very polite. Every time he reached a corner, he would extend his hand to invite her to pass first. But every time he reached out, he would deliberately cover up the dirt on his sleeves.
Nan Yi suddenly realized that it was the clothes. What makes him feel inferior is that his clothes are dirty.
Nan Yi's nose felt a little sore for no reason. Judging from his handsome features and well-educated appearance, he must be the son of a wealthy family.
This troubled world has torn apart so many people.
"Are you from out of town?" Nan Yi chatted with him, trying to break the dull atmosphere.
"The villain is an exile from Tokyo." His words were very humble.
It turns out he is a young master from the capital. No wonder...
Nan Yi felt sad in his heart. Suddenly, Song Yushu's footsteps stopped, and Nan Yi followed his gaze.
A motorcade also stopped in front of the mansion in the alley ahead.
In the carriage, a burly man got out, wearing Qiren winter clothes. He was Wanyan Jun, the younger brother of Daqi Prime Minister Han Xianwang. Ling Fu Diji also stepped out of the golden carriage. She was thin and even though she was dressed in fine clothes, she still looked lonely.
There weren't many pedestrians nearby, but Nan Yi, who had sharp ears, heard a strange rustling sound. Like...
Nan Yi looked at it suspiciously and saw that Ling Fu Diji had followed Wanyan Jun into the house. The strange rustling sound came from her feet - her feet were actually wearing heavy shackles. There was a crashing sound with every step.
