Chapter 271 Song of Thinking of Mother

After receiving the piano with both hands, the slave lying on the ground gently smoothed the piano and placed it on the ground. He knelt straight.

"Bounce well, otherwise, you know the consequences."

After a warning, Shifeng saw that Qin Manxiu's hand stroking the piano shook strongly again, but then pressed back to calm down.

Manxiu plays a mother song, which may not be heard by my mother, or maybe she can hear it.

In the past, he would have been eager for his mother to listen to his song, but now, he would rather his mother could not hear it.

Because, just as he was locked to go out, there was a sentence outside the door, "Go and lock this woman!" She is the wife of Qin Wei, a traitor. She has only been found in 15 years. You must watch the prison!" Deeply hurt his heart, Qin Wei's wife? Isn't that the mother? Man Xiu hurriedly opened the door, but all he left was a figure that his mother turned around. In addition, Shen Han shook a dagger in front of his eyes, which was finally held in his mother's hand when they parted on the cliff, but now it fell into Shen Han's hands.

Shen Han turned out to find his mother, and he found him. Three days, it turned out to be to wait for his mother's arrival, in order to force him to submit? Or will the mother also be given as a gift to the prince of Xixia to vent her anger? No matter what the purpose, they succeeded, and he fell into complete passivity and confusion. Because that's the mother's back, and the dagger is indeed the dagger owned by the mother.

He would rather believe in it than believe it.

Mother, still alive! He waited for 15 years, so excited and happy, but why is there only a little tears into his blood now?

Like 15 years ago, he is still so powerless. In addition to being obedient, he doesn't know what else he can do for his mother. God knows how these demons will treat their mother, but as long as he is clever, will they point the finger at themselves instead of embarrassing their mother?

Do you have to tell the other party where the map of the soldiers and horses is? Or do you choose to go to Huangquan with your mother again?

In a blink of an eye, the song ended. For a long time, there was a few slow applause in the hall. It turned out to be a person sitting next to Zhang Siyi. It seemed that it should be Prince Li from Xixia.

Are you cheering for the music played by Qin Manxiu? Or is Li Qinglin about to be excited about his wife's hatred? Or are you excited to find a good partner and take the territory of the Song Dynasty?

"Good! This sound of nature really lives up to its reputation! You, come here!"

Shifeng beside this moment immediately recovered from the emotion just now and looked at his sister, but like him, there were tears in the corners of his eyes. Shifeng admitted that Qin Manxiu is indeed more spiritual than him. He will never play this level. But how does he know how much blood and tears are contained in this song, and how can people who have not experienced all this really empathize with it?

Qin Manxiu did not resist at all and knelt over obediently, accompanied by the sound of fragmentary chains. This is my father's former enemy. My father should be heroic when he sees him. But now, he has lost his father's face. Even if he goes to hell, does he still have the face to see his father again? Don't do this, mother? How will they treat their mother?

When he arrived more than ten steps away from the prince, he stopped, but only lowered his head and made no sound. Unexpectedly, the prince was unwilling to give up. Instead, he said, "Be closer."

"Your Majesty." The guards around him habitually blocked the front side of the prince, but the prince waved his hand and let him retreat to his original position.

Man Xiu knelt forward a few more steps, but his head was lower.

"Look up and let me have a look."

Shifeng's most worried moment finally came. He stared at Shiling closely for fear that Shiling would suddenly make some unexpected actions. Sure enough, the moment Qin Manxiu raised his head, the teacup in Shiling's hand fell to the ground with a bang and fell to pieces.

This also attracted Qin Manxiu's attention, and he recognized it at first sight. Isn't this the young man dressed as a man at the Guanyin Temple? And beside her, isn't the man who was eager to help her clean up the fragments the son she had previously claimed to be her brother? They are from Xixia. Or, someone who has something to do with Prince Li.

Man Xiu's eyes quickly returned to a state of godlessness, and now he really feels that he is a little at the end of the road. Mother, what can my son do to protect you? How good it would be if this method was so simple as death.

"En, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and his face is like crown jade. He is indeed a handsome man."

Shiling's mistake is only understood as carelessness. However, the prince's admiration for Qin Manxiu did not know what to be understood. For example, some people understand it as, "The prince is wise. This slave has been a male prostitute before, or the flower leader of the Hundred Flowers Museum!"

For the concept of Huakui, ordinary people will naturally think of another aspect, because there are male prostitutes as a stepping stone. But Man Xiu is too lazy to explain. What's the use of this skin bag for him now? It is useless except that it can be used to prevent the disaster for your mother!

"Oh? Male prostitute? Huakui?" There was obviously a trace of disappointment in the prince's eyes. Is Qin Wei's son he expected to be such an incompetent person who eats face to face? It's strange. Why did he expect it? Is it more fulfilling only when his opponent is strong, defeating him and paying tribute to his wife? Yes, it must be.

"Yes, not only that, he has been in the barracks. With this appearance and the white and attractive figure, I guess it's good, haha!" Only then did Man Xiu notice that there was also Yan Chengfa in the Shaanxi military camp in this hall. Zhang Siyi has become a princess, and there is no reason not to promote his uncle. The enmity between Yan Chengfa and Qin Manxiu did not end until Qin Manxiu disappeared in the barracks. It turned out that the fate could be recounted, but this time it was a continuation of the previous time and intensified.

Man Xiu was still silent, but at this time, another voice sounded from the hall, "Yan Chengfa, stay under your mouth!" In the barracks, he went to war horses alone, saved a tragedy of trampling, and saved many lives, but it is obvious to all! At that time, you were also there, but what were you doing? Yao Tian spoke for Manxiu. In his eyes, although Qin Manxiu has no talent for practicing martial arts, his performance is remarkable and can even be attributed to the people he admires.

"Are you accusing me of not stopping the mad horse like him? That's just a coincidence, just a coincidence!"

Coincidence? Then it's a coincidence that he defeated you and threatened you with a knife!"

"Yao Tian, you..."

At this time, the prince coughed gently, and Yan Chengfa resisted the words he was about to curse, but the prince looked at the seemingly humble slave in front of him with great interest. It seemed that the story of Qin Manxiu was quite wonderful. Interesting, that's interesting.

"Well, now Xixia and Song Dynasty are one family, but you are blushing here for a slave. What do you look like! My lord, please forgive me. Zhou Ke came out to make a round and give face to Prince Xixia.

"It's easy to say..."

"Yao Tian, don't you make amends?"

"But the general..."

"Hm?"

Yao Tian was angry, but he had to obey the military order, so he had to go forward to give a military salute and said, "Yao Tian didn't know the etiquette. He bumped into the Prince of Xixia and asked him Haihan."

"How did Vice General Yao meet a slave?"

"To go back to the prince, he used to be my subordinate."

"Subordinates?" The prince raised his eyebrows and continued, "I heard that there are many masters around General Zhou, and I think Vice General Yao must be extraordinary. Since he is a subordinate of Vice General Yao, he must have inherited the skills of Vice General Yao. Why don't Vice General Yao compete with this slave here? What does Vice General Yao think?

"Vice General Yao must agree that he often cooperates with his subordinates, right? Vice General Yao!" Yan Chengfa fell into the well and directly settled the case for Yao Tian.

"The prince, although he is my subordinate, he has really learned very little. Now as a slave, he often makes mistakes and is punished. It is difficult to guarantee that his health is not as good as before. The prince wants to watch the test. Why don't you choose another strong general under his subordinates? In this way, is the prince satisfied?"

"Alas, I think this slave contract says that he is the son of Qin Wei, Qin Wei, isn't he the deputy camp of Qinfeng Road in Shaanxi Province, known as the mighty general? The so-called tiger father has no dog son. Do you think he has learned very little, but he seems to be perfunctory?

"My subordinates dare not, the prince is aware of it."

"In that case, let's compare."

Yao Tian frowned and looked back at Qin Manxiu and said that it was a test. Didn't this make Qin Manxiu make a fool of himself? Did the prince of Xixia really think that he got the true biography of his father? When he taught him, he couldn't do anything!

As hesitating, he saw that Manxiu had captivated his sleeve, and the blood stains on his arm were still vivid, and what Manxiu wanted to show the other party was his silk clothes. Of course, from the knowledge of the prince of Xixia, he knows that the silk clothes have a characteristic, that is, the more they struggle, the more they move, the tighter they are tied, and finally even embedded in the human body, which makes people painful and suffocate.

Wearing this martial arts competition is undoubtedly to let him die. If you see this and insist on letting him compete, can Man Xiu understand that the prince is not going to torture him and wants him to die directly?

Sure enough, this trick is effective. The prince looked at the silk clothes that had already been stained with blood and said slowly, "It will take some time to remove this silk clothes. Let's talk about the comparison next time."

As soon as the words fell, a man flew straight into the door of the hall. All the guards took out their swords to prepare for the battle. When they saw the people coming, everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, it was a gentleman spitting blood. Next to him, there was a middle-aged woman in plain clothes. At the moment of seeing the woman, Manxiu's body completely stiffened.

Mother!

But the mother's eyes are really godless. She looks around her very loosely, but there is no focal length. What's wrong with the mother, why, why... Only then did Man Xiu notice that her mother's hair was extremely messy, and there were traces of tearing at the collar. The hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.