Chapter 233 Wilderness Encounter

Chapter 2san

Song Nan was exhausted. Today was originally a day to raise her eyebrows, but she finally fell into a depressed mood. It's not because of tearing his face with Liu Jin. In fact, he and Liu Jin have been far away from each other, and his face has only been broken overnight. What is that he has fallen behind in his fight with Liu Jin, and inadvertently let Liu Jin give himself a blow.

However, Song Nan also secretly congratulated that Liu Jin was really too arrogant, but exposed the internal traitor he placed in his own Fusi in Beizhen, which reminded him of the warning of a pure team. Ordinary lieutenants are impossible. The position of the traitor is at least 100 households, otherwise how can he easily enter the prison of Fusi in Beizhen to kill Xu. Liang and Qian Kang?

Song Nan had no intention to deal with official business. He simply explained something and changed his casual clothes and went out to breathe.

Walking on the streets of the capital, there was still Yuqing in the capital after the festival. The red lanterns and Spring Festival couplets at the door of every family had not faded. Looking at the busy figures of the people in the city, Song Nan was in a slightly better mood. At a moment, he suddenly envied the lives of these ordinary people.

The purpose of their life is very simple. As long as they support their families and have enough to eat and warm, they have nothing else to ask for. This is the life of all living beings. But Song Nan soon realized that it was decadent to think so. Ant-like humbleness is by no means a capital to show off. A man should control his own destiny and live a wonderful life, not today. Tomorrow's fate is busy with three meals all day long, which is not a waste of this precious life.

The letter walked to a brothel near the left. The sound of silk bamboo in the brothel came, and the sound of the flute faintly came into his ears. Song Nan suddenly remembered something and turned his head and asked Wan Zhi and Wang Yong, who followed him in his casual clothes, "Can I find out the burial place of Dai Mill? Did you find out the whereabouts of the loose servants in Dai Xian's house?

Wang Yong patted his head and said, "If it hadn't been for the adult's reminder, I would have almost forgotten that Dai Mill's bones were taken away and buried on the barren mountain outside the school campus in Dongcheng."

Song Nan said, "Oh? Have you been taken away? Who's corpse?"

Wang Yong said, "It's a little maid and a mother-in-law. She must be a servant of the Dai family. Because of the busy affairs these days, I wanted to investigate, but I haven't been free."

Song Nan said, "Let's go and have a look. Maybe we can find it."

Several people went back to the government gate and pulled their horses out and rushed out of the East City. After running out of the gate for five or six miles, there were few people. The barren mountains beside the road were continuous, the snow was half melted, and the black, white and white were desolate.

Asked the scattered residents on the left, they knew that the burial place of the dead in the city was on a pine mountain three miles away from the north of the road. Several people walked slowly from the path. Soon, they saw the dense hillside with pines and cypresses. The tombs were wrapped all over the ground under the hillside, and the white soul flags were blown by the cold wind. Although it was day, it was also heard. Teach people to feel cold.

The three got off the horse and walked slowly. Hearing Song Tao's gust of north wind whine, it inevitably made people's hearts dull. After searching for hundreds of graves, Song Nan found Dai Mill's tomb. A piece of wood was inserted in front of the grave, with a few words crookedly written on it. The grave bag was half covered with snow. I don't know whether it was attacked by snow or wild water. The dog dug and faintly revealed a corner of the coffin.

Song Nan sighed in his heart that Dai Xian was also a member of the imperial court. Although his behavior was pedantic, after all, he was also worthy of respect. However, for a moment, he died in anger, his family was destroyed, his wife died, and his daughter Dai Suer almost entered the leopard room and stood in the perspective of father and husband. From the point of view, this is irresponsible; for the sake of your own reputation, you don't even care about life and death, and naturally you won't consider the feelings of your wife and daughter.

Song Nan was sighing and suddenly heard Wan Zhi say, "Your Excellency, this steamed bread in front of the grave seems to have just been served."

Song Nan was stunned and noticed that there were several steamed buns and a glass of wine in front of the grave, but he didn't pay attention to when it was offered. Hearing Wan Zhiyi's words, he hurriedly looked over and saw Wan Zhi pick up a steamed bun and pinched it. The steamed bun was soft and elastic. Obviously, it would not exceed half an hour. Otherwise, under such a severe cold, the steamed buns may be early. It's frozen into a hard pimple.

Song Nan hurriedly looked around, and there was no one on the left. The graves were wrapped all over the ground, covered by pine trees, and she could not see the distance. Song Nan simply climbed up a tall grave and looked around carefully. She faintly saw that there seemed to be a shadow shaking on the depression path in the distance and hurriedly shouted, "In the depression over there."

The three pulled out their feet and chased them. They took a shortcut and pierced through the graves, which shocked several wild dogs and rabbits. After crossing a small piece of pine tree, they found that the shaking figure was indeed two people.

Wan Zhi shouted loudly, "Please keep the people in front of you."

Wang Yong also shouted. The two were full of breath and their voices echoed in the wilderness. The two figures stopped when they heard the shouts. The three tried their best to run over the mud and snow. When they approached, they found that they were two women, one was an old woman in her fifties, and the other was a beautiful drooping girl. The two were wearing patch shirts, wearing baskets, and there were a few dishes and other things in them.

An old man and a young man looked at the three with frightened eyes and didn't know what the three well-dressed men wanted to do.

Song Nan gasped and shook off a large pile of heavy mud on her feet and asked, "Did you two go to the barren mountain in front of you to go to the grave?"

The old lady was blessed and said, "Yes, what's wrong with this gentleman?"

Song Nan said, "I want to ask you two about the grave of Mr. Dai at the foot of the mountain. I don't know who is taking care of it. Can you know or meet the person who went to the grave?"

The old woman and the girl looked at each other with vigilance in their eyes and asked, "Who are you?" What's the reason for this?"

Song Nan smiled and said, "At the behect of a friend, look for Master Dai's grave, and also look for the servant of the Dai family by the way."

The old woman was a little flustered and her eyes drooped and refused to answer. Instead, the girl stood up and asked, "This gentleman, who is the friend you mentioned? There seems to be no one in the Dai family.

Song Nan said, "Of course, my friend's surname is Dai, and his name is Su'er. He is the daughter of Master Dai."

"Ah?" The old woman and the girl exclaimed at the same time.

The girl was shocked and said, "It's Miss!"

The old woman wink, asked the girl not to talk more, and asked, "Don't lie to me. As far as I know, the Dai family has been lost. The Miss Dai Suer you mentioned was also implicated as an official prostitute. How could she send someone to visit?"

Song Nan said, "If I guess correctly, you two must be servants of the Dai family. I was indeed entrusted by Miss Dai Suer to find his father's burial place and dismissed servants."

The girl asked, "Then tell me, what does Miss Dai look like?"

Song Nan said, "It's as beautiful as a fairy. I really don't know how to describe it."

The girl shook her head and pulled the old woman to walk. Song Nan hurriedly said, "by the way, there is a natural beauty mole between her eyebrows that can blow a blowjob... In short, she was not served as an official prostitute. I rescued her, and now she is staying in the courtyard of my back house."

The girl turned her head and said in surprise, "It's really a lady, I... I'm her maid."

Song Nan laughed and said, "Then your name must be Wan'er. Your lady mentioned you."

The girl was surprised and shouted, "Yes, yes, I'm Wan'er; the wet nurse, I have found the young lady, and the young lady is alive."

The old lady was also overjoyed. The two hugged each other and cried with joy, and immediately kowtowed to Song Nan; Song Nan quickly stopped her and said, "Let's go to see your lady now. Where do you live? Do you want to pack something?"

The old woman wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "Yes, right, Wan'er, let's go to see the young lady quickly. This young man, I live in my mother's village not far away, and there is nothing valuable. It's okay to clean it up later."

Song Nan smiled and said, "Okay, let's go. Miss Dai doesn't know how happy she is to see you."

The five people hurried back and came back to the horse down the hillside. The old man sat behind Wan Zhi, and Wan'er sat behind Song Nan. Three rode on the road Song Nan and waved a whip. The horse started to run, and Wan'er behind her almost fell down with a scream.

Song Nan smiled and said, "Hold my waist. Look at your wet nurse. Hold my brother's waist to death, so you won't fall down."

Wan'er was very ashamed, but she refused. Song Nan said, "Don't you want to see your young lady earlier?"

Wan'er said, "It's shameful."

Song Nan reached out and took her hand and put it on her waist and said, "When I entered the city, I hired a car. No one saw it in the wilderness. I hugged her tightly, but I was going to run."

Wan'er was shy and refused to shrink her hands. Song Nan urged the horse, and the horses rushed straight out. Wan'er subconsciously hugged Song Nan's waist with a scream. She only felt the wind in her ear and her hands and feet were cold, but her chest was warm against Song Nan's back. After a while, she calmed her heart and her hands tightly hugged Song Nan's waist tightly. Release.

Song Nan could feel the softness on her back, and Wan'er's hand did not dare to exert force at the beginning. As the horse accelerated, she held it tighter and tighter.

Song Nan ran wildly with a whip, galloping to the East Gate.