The little sweetheart of the rough family

Yuanguang four years, spring.

Xiao Cangshan.

The drizzle is falling, moistening things silently.

In the mountain, an oil-and-green carriage was stuck on a slope, the road was muddy, and the wheels kept slipping.

"Bao San, go to the front and lead the horse, Xiao Hu and Xiao An, go to the back and help push together." The speaker was wearing a brocade uniform with a sword hanging from his waist. Some stones and weeds were moved next to them and stuffed under the wheels.

"one two Three......"

The horse in front was whipped and rushed forward with a neighing sound. The two people behind couldn't retreat in time, and both fell on the ground, splashing muddy water all over their heads and bodies.

After Bao San calmed down the horse, seeing the two of them getting up from the mud pit, he couldn't help but joked: "It's probably the first time in history that an errand can be as embarrassed as you are."

There were two young people pushing the cart behind them. They were run on, not to mention cold and hungry, and they were also dirty. They couldn't help looking at He Ming who was at the side.

"Boss, let Bao San push the next slope."

He Ming glanced at Bao San, then went straight to the carriage, and said through the curtain: "Master Cheng, the mountain road is difficult to walk in rainy days, why don't we find a place to shelter from the rain and rest for half a day before we go on our way?"

A faint voice came from the carriage.

"Ah."

The sound is very soft, like a mosquito humming.

The wind blows, and a corner of the curtain is lifted, revealing a small half of the face of the man inside. The man's complexion is very fair, his pointed chin is buried in the silver-white fur collar, his eyebrows and eyes are drooping, and his eyelashes are long and thick. Curly, with a dark red tear mole at the end of the left eye, a pair of slender fingers as white as jade holding a hand stove.

He Ming looked away in a panic, turned around and walked back.

"Find a place where you can shelter from the rain and rest for a while."

The person sitting in the carriage was none other than Cheng Yanping, the youngest son of Duke Dingguo's mansion.Last year, due to the case of treason by the previous court, today the court is furious. The once prestigious Dingguo's mansion was full of crimes. Today, it can be seen that the Cheng family's hard work in the past has allowed them to be lenient and punished lightly.

Going to Songkou today, only the current Dingguo Gong and several direct relatives of the Cheng family were executed, and the rest were either officials and slaves or exiled to Lingnan, and they were not implicated.

Everyone said that the Duke Ding's mansion could escape from death, and it all depended on the old Duke Ding's golden palace to commit suicide.

But He Ming didn't think so.

He collected his mind and explored the way forward. Fortunately, there was a wooden house not far in front of him.

There are many such houses in the mountains and forests for hunters and pedestrians to rest.

The wooden house is very simple, as soon as you enter the door, you can see a wooden bed next to the wall, and some dry firewood is piled up in the corner on the left. He Ming asked Bao San to light a fire, and the flames rose, driving away the chill in the room .

Xiao Hu and Xiao An hurriedly changed their dirty clothes, and then warmed up around the fire.

"After climbing over this mountain, if it goes well, it will take another three days to reach Liangzhou City."

The one who spoke was Xiao Hu, who was about in his early twenties, with neat eyebrows and eyes.Bao San, who was sitting opposite him, sneered, pouted his mouth towards the outside, and said in a strange way: "From the capital to Liangzhou, it's only about three months, but how long have we been walking? Do you want to go in three or five days?" Go back to Beijing and go dreaming."

Xiao Hu silently added firewood to the fire.

Also, because they had to take care of the sick young master Cheng in the carriage, they walked and stopped all the way. It’s been almost a year since they walked, and they still haven’t reached their destination. Thinking about this, Xiao Hu felt depressed Well, he just got married last year, who would have received such a job of escorting prisoners.

I thought the matter would be simple and would not waste much time, so I accepted it.

Unexpectedly, this journey went from the beginning of summer last year to the beginning of spring this year. When I return to the capital, I'm afraid it will be winter.

"It's just a traitor, why does the boss take care of him like this?"

Along the way, He Ming did not take care of Cheng Yanping, to the point of treating him like his master.

Bao San chuckled, "What else can it be for?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

This time it was Xiao An who spoke, he was the youngest in the group, with a round face full of childishness, he was glaring at Bao San angrily.

Bao San was not annoyed, he looked away, and fiddled with the fire a few times with a branch.

"What does that young master Cheng look like, haven't you never seen it before? Haven't you thought about it...hehe..."

He smiled obscenely, his small eyes narrowed into slits.It’s been more than a year, and it’s okay to meet a place with a town, and you can go to a brothel to have a good time. If you go on a mountain road, like now, they’ve been driving for almost half a month. None.

Thinking of the beautiful and stunning Cheng Yanping in the carriage, Bao San felt hot all over his body.Looking at the drizzle like cow hair outside, he subconsciously licked his lips.

"I didn't..."

Xiao An was extremely angry, stood up with a "teng" and hurriedly distinguished.

Bao San didn't argue with him, after all he was a half-grown boy, so how could he know how ecstasy it tasted like.

He Ming brought some dry food and water to Cheng Yanping.

"There are only these in the deep mountains and old forests. I have wronged Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Yanping reached out to take it and thanked him softly.He is now a traitor, so how can he have the right to pick and choose?He knew this on the day Dingguo Mansion was raided, so he didn't make any noise along the way, he would eat whatever they gave him, and if they didn't give him, he wouldn't eat.

Fortunately, the guard in the lead, who seemed to be called He Ming, took good care of him, eating three meals a day, asking the cold and warm, very dedicated.

He Ming let go of his hand, and the moment the curtain of the car was lowered, it was raised again.

"The spring rain brings cold, Mr. Cheng really doesn't want to go inside to warm up?"

Cheng Yanping ate the naan bread in small bites, and occasionally took a sip of water, "No need, thank you guard He for your kindness."

He Ming nodded to him, turned around and went back to the wooden house.

"If you need anything, just call me."

As soon as he returned to the wooden house, before he could sit down, Xiao An asked eagerly: "Boss, Bao San said that you took care of Young Master Cheng so much, it was because of you..." He was embarrassed to say the following words exit.

Even though he didn't finish speaking, He Ming still understood what he meant, he glanced at Bao San, and said in a deep voice, "It's okay, don't talk nonsense."

Bao San shook his head, looking uneducated.

"It's so boring in the house, I'll go outside to watch, but don't let our baby be taken away by wolves."

As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the room calmed down a little.

He Ming took out the wine bag and took a sip with his head up. The strong wine entered his throat, and his whole body became hot. The fire light reflected on his face flickering on and off.He was originally a guard in the palace, and because his superiors felt that he acted prudently and carefully, he was given the task of escorting him this time.

He remembered that the day he went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to receive an errand, His Majesty Long Yan was furious, and he knelt on the ground, not even daring to lift his head.

Not far from him is Cheng Yanping, dressed in moon-white clothes, kneeling there, with his back straight, he said, "Your Majesty can kill my father, my uncle, why bother?" kill me."

The hall was extremely quiet, only the emperor's violent breathing was heard.

After a long time, the emperor opened his mouth, "If you are sick and weak, you will not be exiled to Lingnan, so why are you so stubborn to go to Liangzhou?"

He Ming clearly remembered that there was deep helplessness in the emperor's voice at that time.

Before he left, he inquired a little bit, and only then did he know that when Jinshang was still the prince, Cheng Yanping was Jinshang's companion. some kind of affection.

That's why he took such good care of Cheng Yanping along the way.

After speaking, Xiao An and Xiao Hu were both dumbfounded.

Royal secret affairs, palace gossip, it's really exciting.

Although there are many people in Beijing who raise young ladies and marry men and women, it is not the mainstream after all, let alone the king of a country.

Xiao Hu stuttered a little when he spoke.

"Boss, what do you mean...that...today I had an affair with Mr. Cheng..." Before he finished speaking, he seemed to realize something was wrong, so he hurriedly changed his words, "Have an affair?"

He Ming didn't comment.

"So for the rest of the journey, you should be more polite to others. You must know that the case of treason involves a lot of things. Only Dingguo's mansion will be punished the least, and the future will not be guaranteed..."

Needless to say the next words, several people are on errands in Beijing, and they all understand the principle of feng shui rotation.

......

The forest is quiet.

Occasionally, the sound of raindrops falling on the leaves could be clearly heard, and the smell of moist soil seemed to sneak in through the curtain. Cheng Yanping leaned in the carriage, eating the naan bread after only a few mouthfuls No more.

He wrapped the naan bread with a silk handkerchief and put it on the burden beside him.

In the past, when Dingguo's mansion was beautiful, even if he wanted the dragon meat in the sky, someone would help him get it. He never knew the truth that a grain of food is hard to come by.The building collapsed, but in the blink of an eye, he also changed from the most favored young master in the Duke's mansion to the current exile.

Yes, the emperor allowed him to stay in Beijing.

But the family was destroyed, and all relatives in the brothers and sisters were exiled to Lingnan, so what's the use of letting him stay in Beijing alone?Is it to let him live in torture every day?Dingguo's family is loyal, and if it is said that his father conspired against him, he will not believe it until his death.

But God's will cannot be violated, and the matter is a foregone conclusion.

All he can do is to hide far away, to protect himself and the rest of his clan.

While he was in a trance, the curtain of the car was lifted suddenly, and a figure rushed in. Before he could open his mouth to call for help, someone covered his mouth and nose.

There was a faint fragrance, and he subconsciously grabbed the arm of the visitor, only to realize that it was one of the guards who escorted him, named Bao San.

"You...what do you want to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands and feet lost all strength, and the man also became erratic. The face of the man in front of him was shaking fiercely. Push that person a little bit.

"This is really a damn good thing."

Seeing that the people under him had no strength to resist, Bao San let go of his hands.After some tugging just now, the man's clothes were a little messy, revealing a large area of ​​white around his neck.

Although the carriage was small, it was clean and tidy, with a faint fragrance.

Bao San took a deep breath as if satisfied, "Beauty..."

Although Cheng Yanping's consciousness was fuzzy, he knew what had happened. He collected himself and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely. The severe pain restored his sanity to some extent. He kicked Bao San who was pressing him away. Then he rolled back with his strength and fell off the carriage.

The pain was still there, Cheng Yanping didn't dare to delay, struggled to get up, and then ran away.

Bao San was unprepared and was kicked out, most of his body was hanging outside the carriage.

The people in the room probably heard the movement, and someone asked, "What's wrong?"

Bao San hurriedly sat up, and shouted into the room: "It's okay, a bird flew by just now, and the horse was frightened, and now it's all right." , now I was in a cold sweat from being frightened, and when I looked again, I saw that Cheng Yanping had already stumbled to the side of the road.

Bao San's heart was agitated, and he hurriedly chased after him.

"Master Cheng, you..."

Cheng Yanping felt his vision was blurry, his whole body was burning and uncomfortable, when he saw someone coming towards him, he turned around and wanted to run away, but his feet were empty, and he rolled down the hillside.

When Bao San chased him, Cheng Yanping was nowhere to be seen.He stood on the side of the road and stood there for a long time. The hillside was so steep that ordinary people would hurt their muscles and bones if they fell, not to mention Cheng Yanping's sickly crooked body.

His heart was beating wildly, and he gave a final cry.

"Young Master Cheng..."

......

There is a large bamboo forest behind Xiaocang Mountain.

Zhao Hou came early in the morning and dug up a lot of spring bamboo shoots. He thought that he would hurry back tonight and sell them in Longmen Town tomorrow morning. He would definitely get a good price.

It was already afternoon, and because it was raining and in the dense forest, the sky was gloomy as if it was going to be night.

He had been busy digging spring bamboo shoots before, and he didn't even eat lunch. Now that he has been free, he just feels empty in his stomach.

He found a nearby thick tree surrounded by two people to shelter from the rain, lit a fire again, and there was no one else in the woods on the left and right, so he took off his shirt, revealing his strong upper body, and hung the wet clothes beside the fire to dry Dry.

Knowing that he was going to dig spring bamboo shoots today, Zhao Hou prepared simple ingredients early in the morning.

Now that I am beside the bamboo forest, I naturally use local materials.

Make a bamboo rice with bacon.

He picked up the hatchet at the side, picked a bamboo that was as thick as a baby's arm, and chopped it off. Then he took a piece in the middle, cut open the bamboo skillfully and cleaned it, then poured some rice into it from the cloth bag he carried, and washed it with water. Soak the rice, and evenly sprinkle the diced bacon prepared in advance on the rice.

After doing all this, cover the other half of the bamboo and put it on the fire to roast.

After a while, I smelled a faint fragrance.

The fresh scent of bamboo mixed with the salty scent of bacon, the person who hooked it moved his index finger, Zhao Hou didn't care about the bamboo so he took it off the fire, and started to eat it, and Zhao Hou felt comfortable after eating the steaming bamboo rice some.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhao Hou planned to take a short rest, and then set out on his way with bamboo shoots on his back.

According to his footsteps, he will be able to reach the town at dawn.

As soon as the head leaned against the tree and closed his eyes, he heard a rustling sound from the bushes behind him. Zhao Hou opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were full of light, his whole body was tensed, and his hands Putting it on the handle of the hatchet, he let out a low drink.

"Who?"

No one answered, but the voice was getting closer.He is the best hunter in Longmen Town, he is the only one who dares to enter the woods that ordinary hunters dare not enter, because he can still distinguish the footsteps of people from those of prey.

The footsteps of the visitor were faltering.

Before he could speak again, a figure jumped into his arms.

"Help... help me..."

The warm and moist feeling from the side of his neck made him tremble. He clamped the arms of the visitor with both hands, pushed the person out, and shouted, "What are you doing?"

At this moment, Cheng Yanping felt as if tens of thousands of ants were gnawing all over his body. He didn't care about the anger of others, and rushed over again, hugging him tightly.

"Uncomfortable... so uncomfortable..."

The man's eye circles were slightly red, and there was a little water in his eyes, and he looked at him pleadingly.

I have to say that this person is very beautiful, even more beautiful than the women in Longmen Town, thousands of times more beautiful.

No wonder people were given this drug.

Zhao Hou knew that if he was poisoned by this poison, he had to release it earlier, if it was delayed for a long time, he might hurt his body and even affect the succession of the family.

He was a little hesitant, after all, helping a man to do this kind of thing...

At this moment, the man's hand climbed onto his shoulder, and the touch on the skin made his throat tighten.

"please......"

The voice was soft and gentle, with a strong crying sound.