Yang Hu's punches landed on Hu Dachui, who was already dead. Hu Dachui's entire chest was caved in by Yang Hu's iron fists, and his two eyeballs were protruding out. His eyeballs rolled back and shone with a strange light under the faint moonlight.
Yang Hu was exhausted. When he looked up and saw Hu Dachui's eyes, he could not help but feel a chill in his heart. Although it was a corpse in front of him that could not harm anyone, Yang Hu felt like he was struck by lightning when he saw Hu Dachui's eyes. He could not help but tremble as he took a few steps back.
Hu Dachui's back had already sunk into the wall of the kiln, but he was still standing there. Yang Hu realized his weakness and suddenly let out a roar, pouncing on Hu Dachui's face. His fists rained down on Hu Dachui's face, shattering the bones of his facial features and making his eyes a mess.
After a long time, Yang Hu finally took a few steps back as if he had lost all his strength. He almost fell to the ground. He half-knelt on the ground, panting heavily. It took him a long time to calm down. Yang Hu's eyes and ears had regained their sensitivity. Suddenly, he heard a cracking sound coming from behind him. This scared him out of his wits.
No matter how daring he was, he could not feel justified after committing such an evil deed. When he heard the sound, he jumped up and raised his stance to look behind him. He could not help but be stunned when he saw who it was.
The moonlight suddenly became hazy, and the person who came had changed their appearance. But how could he not recognize who it was after being husband and wife for so many years? Cui Ying 'er's teeth chattered as she stared at him in a daze. Tears flowed down her face, glinting faintly under the moonlight.
Yang Hu was horrified. He cried out involuntarily, "Ying 'er, it's you? Why … Why did you only come now? He … Dachui betrayed his brother and violated the mountain rules … "
At this point, he saw Cui Ying 'er's gaze suddenly turn into one of disgust, disdain, and disbelief. He could not help but stop mumbling. Cui Ying 'er said in a trembling voice, "You … How could you do such a thing? Is this the number one loyal brother of Ba Zhou? "
Yang Hu panicked. He had always been afraid of Cui Ying 'er and could not bring himself to resist her. Moreover, Cui Ying' er's martial arts were much better than his. Since she had returned, Uncle Huo must be nearby. Since today's matter had been exposed, where else could he hide in the world from now on?
His reputation would be swept away and everyone would want to beat him up. Yang Hu was terrified when he thought of how the once glorious heroes of the Northern Woods would end up in a situation where they could no longer see anyone. He stammered, "Ying 'er, I have no choice. There's no turning back. If I let them speak nonsense and destroy the morale of my troops, there'll be no way back and no way forward. What will you do? Fifth … Fifth Uncle, I'm sure he'll understand my painstaking efforts. Success … success doesn't bother about trifles. "
"Fifth Uncle?" Cui Ying 'er couldn't help but ask in return. For a moment, she felt sad.
She had sneaked up the mountain according to the secret mark left behind by Yang Hu. The closer she got, the more hesitant she became to move forward. She blushed at the thought of facing her husband. She hesitated and did not dare to move forward. She hid in the dark and eavesdropped on the conversation between Yang Hu and Hu Dachui.
Yang Hu's movements were incomparably swift. By the time Cui Ying 'er came to her senses from the shock, Hu Dachui was already a corpse. After listening to Yang Hu's question, Cui Ying 'er finally understood that Yang Hu had set up a trap when he provoked her and Fifth Uncle to go to Datong to assassinate Yang Ling. It was a trap to eliminate all the brothers who knew that he was not the reincarnation of the True Dragon and Son of Heaven.
What a great scheme! After understanding this, Cui Ying 'er's face turned pale. She choked and said, "Fifth Uncle? Fifth Uncle sacrificed his life for your great cause. His body is already buried in Datong City. "
She giggled and said, "Now only I know that you're a narrow-minded mountain king. You're not the reincarnation of Zi Wei, and you're not the True Dragon and Son of Heaven! Kill me too. Then you can live your heartless, unjust, and empty dream of being an emperor. "
Cui Ying 'er pulled out the dagger from under her ribs. She held the tip of the dagger with two fingers and handed it to Yang Hu. She raised her pretty face and closed her eyes, waiting for death.
She felt sorry for herself for being humiliated. No matter what, she felt ashamed to face her husband. Now, she found out that Yang Hu, who was originally upright and righteous, had become so sinister and vicious. She was disheartened and wanted to die.
Yang Hu originally had no intention to kill her. But after hearing what she said, evil thoughts arose in his heart. Although the hilt of the dagger was in his hand, he did not dare to believe that Red Lady, who had always been heroic, would want to die after witnessing such a scene. Yang Hu's eyes flickered. He finally concluded that Cui Ying 'er was testing him on purpose.
No matter what, she's my wife, and I'm her husband. No matter how many wrong things I've done to others, no matter how sad and disappointed she was, she has no reason to go against her husband. Now that she's deliberately making this gesture, it's obvious that she wants to find an excuse to kill me or leave me.
Thinking of this, Yang Hu secretly exclaimed in his heart, "That was close. I almost fell for her trap! She's setting a trap for me. Fifth Uncle is most likely still hiding in the dark. I'm her man. Whether I'm a hero or a wretched villain, everyone in the world can despise and chase after me. Only she can live and die with me. Why should I be afraid of her?
Besides, the village has suffered heavy losses. If I want to achieve great things, I still need the Cui family's old village's wealth and manpower. If I break up with her, will Boss Cui still be willing to help me?
It's often said that when a daughter cries, it's sincere. When a son-in-law cries, it's bullshit! Who can trust a son-in-law who has lost his daughter? "
When Yang Hu thought of this, his tightly clenched hand loosened, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang. He pretended to be sorrowful and indignant as he said, "Wife, you and I are husband and wife, and our feelings are deep. Even if I die, how could I bear to harm a single hair on your head?
The lives of these brothers are lives, but aren't the brothers in the dozen or so strongholds that I've been in contact with also lives? If morale is low, how can I go against the soldiers? Aren't the more than two hundred brothers that died in the capital lives? Are they not going to take revenge for their blood feud?
I can't shut their mouths, and I was blinded by lard for a moment, causing me to commit such a grave mistake. After my wife's bitter rebuke, your husband knows that he was wrong. Ying 'er, call Fifth Uncle out. According to the rules of the mountain, cut open my stomach and gouge out my heart to pay tribute to my dead brothers! "
Yang Hu's words were heart-wrenching and full of repentance. Cui Ying 'er slowly opened her eyes and stared at him in a daze for a long time. Suddenly, she smiled miserably and said softly, "Fifth Uncle … is really dead … All these good brothers that followed you out are all dead …"
Yang Hu was both surprised and delighted when he heard this. "Red Lady is really the only one left. That's good. One night as husband and wife means a hundred days of love. No matter how much hatred and resentment she has, how could she throw her husband out to be reviled by others and become a street rat? There's no such woman in the world! "
Yang Hu's heart calmed down, and he anxiously asked, "Is Fifth Uncle really dead? He … he's so skilled in martial arts … Could it be … Could it be that you've already killed Yang Ling? "
"Killed … Yang Ling?" Cui Ying 'er suddenly felt a little guilty.' I killed Yang Ling, I killed Yang Ling, but I didn't kill the main culprit. Fifth Uncle was killed by Maitreya Cult Leader Li Fuda. I killed so many people, but in the end, I was killed by him … '
Cui Ying 'er was in a difficult position. She shook her head in panic and said, "I … We met Maitreya Cult Leader Li Fuda. In the dark, we didn't know each other's identity. When we fought, Fifth Uncle died in his hands. I … I …"
She was originally filled with anger, but Yang Hu's question hit her sore spot. Cui Ying 'er's momentum suddenly weakened.
Yang Hu didn't know why she suddenly became weak. He thought it was because of the sadness in his heart when he mentioned the cause of Fifth Uncle Huo's death. He took the opportunity to step forward and hold her hand, saying, "It doesn't matter. As long as you're safe, it's fine. The Maitreya Cult has become a grudge. I'll settle this score with them sooner or later."
Cui Ying 'er sneered and suddenly broke away from his hand. She shouted sternly, "Let me go. Your hand is stained with your brother's blood! Yes, most of them are your brothers who kowtowed and burned incense with you. Even the people of my Cui family are not as close as you and me. But do you want me to pretend that I don't see it? I'd rather die than lie in the same bed with a black-hearted wolf! "
Yang Hu's face turned red. He said in a seemingly angry and pleading manner, "Ying 'er, you … you're my wife. No matter who betrays me and leaves me, will you also leave me? Other than this time, have I ever lied to you? Other than this matter, have I ever done anything wrong?
Wife, you're a woman. You don't understand. A man comes to this world. If there's a chance, who doesn't want to do something big? Do you know the difficulty in my heart? Good Ying 'er, I promise you that in this life, I won't do anything that will let my brother down. Today's matter will be known by heaven and earth, you and I, so don't leave me, okay? "
Cui Ying 'er looked at the man in front of her whose face had already become somewhat blurred. She wanted to laugh wildly in her heart. "This is my husband? This is the man I picked out from the thousands of heroes of the Northern Greenwood Forest? The one who is literate, highly skilled in martial arts, keeps his promise, and is as righteous as a mountain?
Am I going to commit suicide for this kind of person? Is he worthy?! One's hands are stained with blood, letting down his brother; the other is tainted with innocence, letting down my husband. We're really a match made in heaven. I brought this upon myself. It's what I owe in my previous life. "
Red Lady stopped crying. Her beautiful eyes were red, and her voice was as cold as ice. "Now, can I still trust you? If you don't want to write the divorce letter, then I'll still be your Yang Family's daughter-in-law in name. But from now on, we're no longer friends. Although we're husband and wife in name, I don't care what you do, and you can't interfere with what I do. Today, you've done such a thing that deserves to be struck by lightning. You'll receive retribution from heaven. "
Red Lady's temper was like a raging fire. She hated evil as if it was her enemy. If Yang Hu wasn't her husband, she would have already taken his head with her sword. Therefore, Yang Hu was relieved when he heard her harsh words. As long as they were still husband and wife on the surface, he could command the people of Cui Family's old stronghold. Moreover, Red Lady had been angry with him before. After a long time, her anger had dissipated. If he promised her now and pretended to be courteous, he would do his best to please her in the future. Sooner or later, he would be able to coax her to change her mind.
After Cui Ying 'er finished speaking, she picked up her sword and walked to the side of Hu Dachui's corpse. She knelt down and kowtowed three times. With tears in her eyes, she lifted him up and gently laid him horizontally on the ground. She used her sword to dig the soil and bury him on the spot. Yang Hu wanted to step forward to help, but Red Lady coldly glared at him. He couldn't help but awkwardly retreat to the side.
Black Sparrow Hawk's injuries were extremely serious. There were many stab wounds and arrow wounds on his body. One of his thighs had already ulcerated. Yang Hu had the intention to delay the treatment so that he would die without treatment. So, he was only left with one breath.
Red Lady was worried that Yang Hu would kill him again. After burying Hu Dachui, she entered the cave to guard him. She planned to carry him down the mountain after dawn and find a way to treat him. Yang Hu had no choice but to temporarily take shelter in another cave.
The night was deep and the bonfire was still burning. Red Lady hugged her knees and sat beside Black Sparrow Hawk, lost in a nightmare …
Suddenly, her thoughts seemed to fly back to the Cui family's stronghold in the past. The head of the Northern Wood Forest, Head Cui, held a martial arts competition to marry his daughter. Not only the heroes of the Northern Wood Forest gathered in the Cui family's stronghold, but many heroes of the Southern Wood Forest also rushed over. One by one, the young heroes went up the stage to compete, but they were all knocked down to the ground and kicked off the stage by her.
Miss Cui was a little disappointed. Suddenly, a man walked up the stage. Most of the people in the Wood Forest couldn't read. Other people called out their names for the master of ceremony to record, but he walked up and wrote his name. Red Lady couldn't help but look at him and coincidentally met his eyes. This man had an imposing appearance and was quite handsome. Red Lady couldn't help but blush and liked him a little.
In her sleep, Cui Ying 'er lightly knitted her delicate eyebrows: "What a pity, his martial arts is also so useless. Ai, but there is no great general in Sichuan, I will give him some face."
Cui Ying 'er showed an opening and was gently flipped to the ground by that man. That man stretched out his hand. Cui Ying' er smiled sweetly and reached out her hand amidst the loud cheers of the heroes below the stage. But that man's appearance suddenly blurred and turned into Yang Ling's appearance.
Cui Ying 'er was startled and scared. She wanted to figure out what was going on, but suddenly, she floated into another space: her pretty buttocks arched, her firm and well-trained breasts wantonly deformed between his fingers, and her light pink nipples were sucked into his mouth, making her moan unceasingly.
Cui Ying 'er felt as if she was about to fly up to the sky. Her ten fingers inserted into her man's sweaty hair, but the handsome face she held in her hands seemed both familiar and strange at the same time. She remembered, his name was Yang Ling. Strange … is the person I'm going to marry? He is the leader of the bandits? An official of the imperial court?
Her brain was as dizzy as if she was drunk, and she couldn't think anymore. Waves of ecstasy made her feel like she was floating on the surface of the water. The man on her body was like grinding and grinding, and it touched her soul. It affected her soft buttocks and made waves of trembling, echoing her desire to die.
Forget it, he is being intimate with me, so he must be my husband. This is really funny. We are so loving, but I actually suspect that he isn't my husband. Cui Ying 'er suddenly wanted to laugh out loud. When she opened her eyes, the charming scene of the couple flirting with each other disappeared. Fifth Uncle stood in front of her with a pale face and said sorrowfully, "Ying' er, have you forgotten about Fifth Uncle's blood feud? How can you be intimate with the enemy who killed me? "
"No, no, Fifth Uncle, weren't you killed by Li Fuda?" Cui Ying 'er shook her head in panic.
"Who said that? It was clearly us who went to assassinate Yang Ling, and I was shot to death by his soldiers. Whose rumor did you listen to? How could you say that Li Fuda killed me? Ying 'er, we are irreconcilable enemies with the soldiers. How can a child like you like someone from the imperial court? "
"I didn't … I didn't … What is going on? Who is lying to me? Why is Fifth Uncle lying to me? Why is everyone lying to me? Who can I believe? Who should I believe? "
Cui Ying 'er defended herself in panic, but when she looked around, Fifth Uncle was nowhere to be seen. Hu Dachui's eyes bulged out with a pair of terrifying eyes as he roared at her, "Your husband is a despicable and shameless villain. He betrayed us, he killed his own sworn brother! What about you? You are only fooling around with other men. We are blind, why would we follow you! "
"No … No …" Cui Ying 'er retreated in horror. Suddenly, she took a step and fell off the cliff. She screamed, waking up from her nightmare. Cui Ying' er held her forehead and straightened her back. Only then did she realize that her clothes were wet and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. The sky outside the cave was brightening, and a gust of cold wind blew in. She shivered. It was a dream of grandeur! Cui Ying 'er's heart raced, and it took her a long time to calm down.
She turned to look at Black Sparrow Hawk, who was lying there without water or rice. This sturdy man had been tortured by his injuries to the point of death, and his face was ashen. Cui Ying 'er's nose turned sour: When we left Ba Zhou this time, we lost the lives of over two hundred good brothers. He is the only one left alive. No matter what, I have to keep him alive and bring him back to Ba Zhou!
His injuries are too serious, and he won't be able to support himself until we return. I have to find a doctor to treat him. Cui Ying 'er stood up and walked around the kiln twice, thinking about how to bring Black Sparrow Hawk down the mountain and find a doctor to treat him.
Yang Hu stuck his head out of the cave. He knew that Red Madame had always been alert in her sleep. If someone suddenly approached her, she would definitely notice. However, he didn't know that she had suffered so many blows over the past two days. Her body and mind were exhausted, and she had fallen into a deep sleep just now.
Cui Ying 'er looked at him coldly and said indifferently, "I want to take him to see a doctor. After he recovers, we will return to Ba Zhou's stronghold."
Yang Hu muttered, "His body is riddled with knife and arrow wounds. Only a skilled doctor can treat them, but the skilled doctors all live in big cities. It's too dangerous to go to those places. Besides, they saw an unknown person with such suspicious injuries …"
Cui Ying 'er cut him off and said, "You don't have to worry about that. You go your own way, and I'll go my own way. I'm atoning for my sins. No matter how difficult it is, I'll do my best. If you still want to silence me, then follow me. Otherwise, go back and continue to recruit soldiers and buy horses to prepare for a rebellion! Yang Hu, I'll open my eyes wide and wait to see how God will deal with you! "
She carried Black Sparrow Hawk on her back and walked past Yang Hu without looking sideways. Yang Hu watched her walk past him. He was stunned for a long time before he clenched his teeth, stomped his feet, packed his luggage, and quietly went down the mountain.
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The Emperor's honor guard walked to Yangyuan. Tang Yixian's illness suddenly relapsed. She had a high fever and was sweating profusely. This made Zhengde and Yang Ling very worried. Along the way, Zheng De had specially prepared a spacious and luxurious carriage for Tang Yixian. Because she was sick, he didn't dare to let her catch a cold, so she didn't know that the little military officer beside her was the current Emperor.
Zhengde had been out for a while and was used to being wild. Wearing the Emperor's robe made him feel restricted. He was not as comfortable as an ordinary person. In addition, he was worried about Tang Yixian's illness, so he changed into the officer's uniform and came to visit from time to time. The Emperor's carriage was empty. It was just for show.
Even after leaving Tang Yixian's carriage, he was too lazy to return to his own carriage. Huer and Yang Ling squeezed into a carriage. Huer and the soldiers squeezed into a large carriage. They were carefree and did not care about trifles.
As Tang Yixian's illness worsened, Zhengde and Yang Ling did not dare to go any faster. Once the convoy entered Yangyuan, they stopped to rest. The Yangyuan County Magistrate trembling with fear rushed to see the Holy Self, but Zheng De was too lazy to pay attention to him. This small place was not far from Datong, the post house was simple and crude, Zheng De was afraid that it would be inconvenient for Tang Yixian to stay and rest. Seeing a big mansion in the county, it was magnificent and extraordinary, he asked the Yangyuan County Magistrate, "Whose mansion is this?"
The county magistrate of Yangyuan, Pu Zifeng, bowed and replied: "Your Majesty, that is the mansion of the former Imperial Envoy of the Left, Hua Zigui."
Zhengde said: "Go, tell him to vacate the best house and prepare good food. I want to stay here."
The Emperor requisitioned the mansion of a retired minister to be his temporary imperial residence. Logically speaking, it was a good thing for the minister to show off. Perhaps the chair that the Emperor sat on, the quilt that the Emperor used to cover, this Hua Zigui, Hua Zigui, would find a piece of yellow paper to wrap it up and worship it three times a day. Therefore, Yang Ling hesitated for a moment but did not say anything to stop it.
The county magistrate of Yangyuan hurriedly went to pass the imperial edict. When Imperial Envoy Hua heard this, he was overjoyed. He immediately called for the whole family to move to another courtyard and vacate all the main rooms to entertain the Emperor.
The godly doctor from the Acting Prince's residence who accompanied him repeatedly wrote the same prescription. Now that Tang YiXian was on the verge of death, her small face was much thinner and her pair of big eyes seemed to have grown a lot bigger. Only that pair of beautiful big eyes had become dull and lifeless, listless all day long. Looking at her, Yang Ling's heart ached.
Tang YiXian dared to throw a tantrum at Zhengde and the others. The medicine was so bitter that it was disgusting. If she did not eat it, nobody could do anything about it. But when Yang Ling personally fed her the medicine, the little girl obediently ate the medicine. As a result, every time it was time for Yang Ling to take the medicine, he became Miss Tang's personal medicine official.
It was just that although Tang YiXian forced herself to eat the medicine with a bitter face, those grass roots and tree bark were extremely bitter. After drinking it, the stomach would turn upside down, vomiting and diarrhea. According to the old Imperial Doctor from the Prince's residence, this would release the weak fire, clear the intestines and expel the poison. There were signs of improvement, but how could Tang YiXian's weak body withstand such torment? This instead worsened her condition. Even Yang Ling, this layman who did not understand medicine, could see that if this went on, a flower-like little girl would be tormented to death, so he resolutely stopped the medicine.
Staying at the Hua Residence, the extremely weak Tang YiXian drank some sweet water and fell into a deep sleep. Yang Ling gently used a silk handkerchief to wipe away the water at the corner of her mouth and tucked her in. He turned around. Zhengde frowned and said, "Yang, what should we do? Her illness... her illness is getting worse. "
Yang Ling gestured and brought Zhengde out of Tang YiXian's room. The two of them looked at each other in disappointment and frustration. After a long while, Yang Ling then said, "Yixian's illness is too serious, she can no longer travel like this."
Zhengde nodded his head and said, "En, zhen originally thought that when we return to the capital, there will be an imperial doctor to treat her so that she can recover faster. Now it seems that it won't work. This group of quacks, they can't even cure a cold, they are really useless!"
Yang Ling laughed bitterly. He did not understand medicine but he could guess that Tang YiXian most likely had inflammation in her body. In modern times, Di Liu could directly inject anti-inflammatory drugs into her blood and it would still take a long time to cure. In ancient times, it was normal for some modern people to lose their lives for some seemingly insignificant illnesses.
He suddenly thought of Gao Wenxin and wondered if she had any way to cure Tang YiXian. But thinking about the journey back and forth, it was unknown if Tang YiXian could hold on until then. He couldn't help but furrow his brows and shake his head.
After a long while, his heart was moved and he hurriedly called out, "Go, invite Hua Daren over, this official has something to ask."
Hua Daren invited a guest to his house but the guest turned the tables on the guest as the host. If he wanted to see the guest, he had to wait for someone to invite him and wait for someone to announce. But Hua Daren was still enjoying it and hurriedly went to the rear hall of the zhengyuan to see the Emperor, Yang Ling, Miao Kui, Yang Fang and the rest.
Yang Ling asked, "Hua Daren, are there any outstanding local physicians with high medical skills?"
Hua Zigui thought for a moment, he twirled his beard and said, "Mr. Yang, this place is a small county, there are no famous physicians. When this official was ill, it was Datong that invited famous physicians to treat me. The two physicians that Mr. Yang brought are Datong's famous physicians. In this place, there is a witch doctor surnamed Ma, it is said that he has some evil methods, but actually they are folk remedies, it is hard to say whether they are effective or not. This official has never asked him to treat my illness, but I heard the local elders say that some illnesses are easily cured."
Folk witch doctor? There were a lot of unscientific and useless folk medicine, but there were also many prescriptions that were passed down from ancient times and were not recorded in the official medical records. Sometimes when the right medicine was used, it would have miraculous effects. And the two physicians from Datong's prescriptions were not effective, on one hand it could be that there was a problem with their medical skills, on the other hand, Yang Ling also knew that it had something to do with Tang Yixian's identity.
They already knew that Tang Yixian was the cousin of the Governor of the Inner Sanctum. Now that they were here, other than Tang Yixian, everyone knew that the little military officer who carefully served her was the current Emperor Ming Destiny.
The Emperor treated her with such an attitude, who would dare to look down on her? The medical officers were also well versed in the ways of an official. When they treated these important people, they did not dare to boldly diagnose and treat them. They used the medicine seriously, afraid that the medicine they used would have the opposite effect and they would be punished. So they used some medicine that did not cause any pain or itch to deceive people. If these patients died, it was Heaven's will, and it had nothing to do with them.
Yang Ling knew about these problems. Now that he was in a desperate situation, he was trying any doctor he could find. It would be better to invite the witch doctor to treat him. It didn't matter if he used a folk prescription or acted like a god. Even if he could alleviate Tang Yixian's illness, it was better than having her illness relapse and suffering every day.
Thinking of this, Yang Ling relaxed his brows and said to Zhengde, "Your Majesty, this official will personally go pay a visit to this witch doctor. If he really has some skills, then invite him back to try."
Zhengde had no idea now and hurriedly nodded his head, "My beloved official, go quickly, don't delay."
Yang Ling said to Official Hua, "This official is not familiar with this place. Official, please send the residence's housekeeper to lead the way. I will go and check on this witch doctor Ma!"
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