Qianfei is too arrogant

Chapter 47 Insect

After Qingzhu woke up, she did not cry or complain. Her face without a trace of expression seemed particularly firm. What Rouxi said to herself could not listen to her at all. She just sat silently and said nothing, and fell into silence in the room.

That night, when Rouxi was finally tired of crying and fell asleep, Qingzhu also began her own action. She went to the prime minister's house to find a red-brown horse, found a set of black night clothes, prepared some commonly used equipment, left a letter for Rouxi, and hurriedly disappeared in the dark night. Whether it is Longtan or Tiger's den, she has only one idea, which is to rescue him.

Originally, during the five-day journey, she couldn't sleep. After being inquired, she finally came to the area of southern Xinjiang after the third day.

The so-called southern Xinjiang is the area of Xinjiang, Guangxi and Yunnan in the current sense. It is located in the southern part of China, where the Miao people settled. The hinterland is in the forest, and there is no sunshine all day long. The humidity is serious, and there are countless kinds of poisonous insects, snakes and ants.

Qingzhu felt that it was getting late in the camphor forest. She hid her horses and took advantage of the dark night to run in the woods like ghosts. Before long, I saw a basin in the distance, with a tall wooden fence outside, as if soldiers were stationed. She hurriedly hid herself and waited for nearly two hours. The guards guarding late at night would naturally relax their vigilance and take advantage of this stall to sneak in.

In the second half of the night, the bamboo cat quickly climbed to a big tree, stretched its body, and then quickly leaped to another tree vigorously. Finally, she exerted her strength, and a light and elegant figure suddenly flew out of the tree and fell towards the fence. The distance of more than ten meters was only in an instant, and the dark shadow suddenly landed when it approached the top of the wooden fence.

He was agile and quietly. Qingzhu lay on the ground like a civet cat and looked around with caution. Fortunately, no one noticed her arrival, so he rolled under a wooden building. Looking out, several bodyguards were patrolling outside, waiting for the opportunity to explore.

There are many curtains on the empty flat ground, most of which are dark. Now almost all the soldiers have fallen asleep and carefully observed around for a while, except for the largest and widest black tent in the middle, which is still brightly lit up, and there are shadows and broken shadows in it. The intermittent voice.

The bamboo loach rolled on the ground, suddenly exerted its strength, and its body suddenly adhered to the corner outside the tent. This is a rather dark corner. She is silent there. If she doesn't approach, almost no one can see her. Originally, she planned to continue to move forward and search for each tent, or catch a southern soldier to ask Zheng Wen's whereabouts, but she heard the familiar words in the black tent.

"Come on, Battle, we three brothers toast you again. Thank you for getting rid of a scourge for Zheng." The man who spoke was obviously a little drunk, but from his arrogant tone and familiar voice, Qingzhu still knew who the man was?

The eldest prince is drunk and hazy at this moment, but he still continues to drink happily. The two younger brothers have always been obedient to give orders to him. In addition to Zheng Wen, a thorn in his side, there is a mother Empress Zheng in the palace who openly and secretly helps him. His future road to win the throne will be a smooth road, and he can't help but be happy to think of this.

is a man called Battle, with a high nose and deep eyes, long curly hair, and indescribably handsome. He is the prince of southern Xinjiang. Originally, southern Xinjiang was attached to the State of Zheng for generations and paid tribute and taxes every year. However, in recent years, Zheng's national strength has gradually weakened, and he surrendered to several foreign vassals under him. Instead, he joined hands to rebel, which disturbed Zheng's chickens and dogs. Originally, these small tribes once fell out of the rule of the State of Zheng, and the State of Zheng also sent troops to encircle and suppress them many times, but to no avail. At the critical moment, regardless of his pain, Zheng Wen led millions of soldiers to fight Huanglong and fought a beautiful battle. In the fierce battle, Battle's father, the tribal chief of southern Xinjiang, was captured alive by Zheng Wen and brought back to Rongcheng in that battle. He was insulted and tortured in prison, and finally died of shame and indignation.

This is also the place where Battle hates Zheng Wen the most. His father died at the hands of Zheng Wen, and his father's hatred is commensced. He was not ashamed to be with the other three princes of Zheng, but when he thought of his father, his hatred was like a flood. What's more, Empress Zheng once promised that if King Zheng Heng passed away and the eldest prince ascended the throne, Zheng promised that he would no longer govern southern Xinjiang. From then on, the Miao people would not have to leave the management of Zheng and pay tribute for years. This is a big **. Batel, who had hated Zheng, finally decided to compromise temporarily and join hands with the three of them, driven by huge interests.

When Bartel heard the words of the eldest prince, there was a contemptuous heart hidden under his heroic face. "The eldest prince is polite and unspeakable." Originally, he hated Zheng Wen, but in recent days of severe torture, the iron-boned man did not say a soft word, which made him want to admire him. Compared with the contact between the three of them in the past few days, Battle admired General Zheng, who is now a prisoner, and was very disdainful of the three princes who poisoned his brothers and sisters.

"That said, these days have also tossed that wild seed!" The second prince said that the three brothers were all from Empress Zheng, and the brothers worked together to break the gold.

"Battle, I don't know something," the third prince finally said what he thought in his heart. "Since Zheng Wen has fallen into your hands, why don't you kill it immediately and save yourself from dreaming at night."

The petite figure of a woman hiding in the corners shook in the dark, and Qingzhu almost fell to the ground. What kind of character can she do such a shameless behavior? Zheng Wenming is their father and compatriot, and she has traveled thousands of miles to personally rescue the "stranded" brother. Even wolf hearts and dogs can't be so despicable. She can only believe that they are not human beings at all, but beasts that are worse than pigs and dogs. She secretly swore in her heart that if one day the three of you fall into my hands, don't blame me for being ruthless.

"What do you know?" The eldest prince put down the wine bottle in his hand. He was a better-minded man among the three brothers and their leader. The two brothers respected his words very much. "That wild seed made Battle's father suffer so much. How can he easily forgive him? This time, let him suffer a lot and slowly torture him a little bit. Until death."

"Hahaha!" Battle laughed loudly, "The eldest prince knows my heart well." Yes, he just wants to torture and humiliate him and avenge his father.

"However, I really admire him for being able to stand it," the second prince gritted his teeth. "The collarbone was penetrated by the chain, and each finger was full of bamboo sticks, and he still didn't say a word."

"According to me, it's better to add some more fierce material to him," the third prince suggested at the right time. "I heard that you people in southern Xinjiang are the best at witchcraft. Why don't you try him and see how long he can be tough?"

"In fact, he has been poisoned before, which is also a kind of witchcraft of you Miao people. This boy is really so great that he escaped from death." The eldest prince was very annoyed when he said this. He didn't expect that he would not be removed.

"Yes, about three years ago, a group of Central Plains dressed as businessmen came to our Miaojiang and spent a lot of money to inquire about the art of witchcraft and ask for poison. Later, my father gave them two wooden dragon cups uploaded by our ancestors. Later, I learned that the group were servants of Prime Minister Zheng and Chen's husband. People ordered to come here for medicine. Battle described the whole story one by one.

Mulong Cup? When he heard the name, Qingzhu's heart trembled. Was it the one given to Zheng Wen by Yin Muxue? But I obviously saw one in his room, and where is the other one?

Battle continued to explain, "The raw material of the wood dragon cup is camphor wood produced in the wet forest of Miaojiang. Camphor wood grows in a humid environment all year round, and many insects that are difficult to see with the naked eye are born in the wood. These insects are very small and extremely fast. They are born by water and will also absorb sugar in the water. Therefore, as long as wood is used If the dragon cup is filled with water, then these insects will survive for a long time. Once someone drinks the water in the cup, these tiny insects will also enter the human body with ** and slowly invade the blood. Over the years, the insects will gather more and more until the poison will die.

Late night, the sky turned cold, and the black tent swayed gently with the night wind. The girl in the shadow of the black tent was cold, not only because of the cold outside the tent, but also because her heart was cold. Imagine Zheng Wen drinking the honey dew made for him every day. The sweet and greasy dew was poured into the wooden dragon cup, and the lively insects happily sucked the fructose in the honey slowly became larger, and Zheng Wen also drank the invisible insects into his stomach when he drank the sweet honey dew. Gather the insects until the day when they are poisoned. I still remember that when Rouxi broke the wooden dragon cup that day, she saw a smoke-like black linear object, which disappeared in an instant. Maybe it was a worm. They moved very fast and floated gently like the wind. It turned out that they had been parasitic there, just like that woman parasitize in Zheng Wen's heart. It was difficult. To remove.

Qingzhu was thinking about what Yin Muxue looked like when she saw Zheng Wen drinking poisoned water. She was still slightly sorry for the disaster, but now it's useless to say anything. The poison was done by that woman, and she should be punished for it. Qingzhu is still thinking about what Zheng Wen will feel after knowing the truth of Zhonggi one day. Maybe he would rather know that all his life and would rather be deceived forever.