Chapter 20 Nanye Opera Zhongding Jiaozhou Zuo Ci Yuji Double Out of Customs 9
Wu Ming was hugged by Nan Ye for a while before she found something wrong. No matter what you have just done, you can also cover up your shame unconsciously. Now that I have woke up, it is ridiculous to lie in the mage's arms like this. After all, there is a difference between men and women.
But when Wu Ming wanted to break free from Nan Ye's arms again, she was stunned and found that she would still feel ashamed. This feeling has been abandoned since the moment she became a dead man. In order to complete the task, she can show her body in front of the man without hesitation, or let the man do whatever she wants. But at this time, she was only hugged by Master Nanye, and she felt shy.
"Master Nanye's arms are clear, warm and reassuring, more reliable than any man who has ever held him, but why do he want to escape? By the way! Because you are a woman, you should know shame and reserved. As long as a normal woman is suddenly hugged by a man, she will want to escape! Is it possible that you were not normal at all before? Or is it not worthy to be a woman at all?
Wu Ming suddenly had an impulse to cry. She instantly found that she had sacrificed too much for the scholar family, and even lost her humanity. If he hadn't met Master Nanye this time, Wu Ming would have lived like a walking corpse forever until the day of death.
The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved Wu Ming did not break free from Nan Ye's arms, but couldn't help jumping into Nan Ye's arms and crying bitterly. This time, it was Nanye's turn to be at a loss. He didn't know why Wu Ming suddenly cried so sadly. Could she hold herself responsible just because she hugged her?
Nan Ye shook his head and threw away the terrible idea in his mind. He is not interested in underage girls. Besides, Cai Yan is much more beautiful than Wu Ming. Thinking of Cai Yan, Nan Ye suddenly realized that this was the Han Dynasty where women could remarry, not the Ming and Qing Dynasties with chastity archways everywhere. At this time, although women also pay attention to the intimidity between men and women, they do not have the perverted idea that they must marry that man after being touched by a man.
Nan Ye, who was relieved, gently patted Wu Ming's back and said, "Don't cry! Stop crying! Everything is over." It's like my brother coaxing a frightened sister.
Wu Ming sobbed for a while and finally calmed down. He gently left Nan Ye's arms and knelt in front of Nan Ye and said, "Thank you for treating the people's daughter so well! There was a lot of rudeness in the people's women just now. Please don't blame the mage.
Nan Ye saw that Wu Ming could finally speak well and said, "It doesn't matter! Just now, when I cast the spell, I thought about the envoy behind you, but forgot to ask for your name. I can't call you Wu Ming all the time!"
Wu Ming thought that Nan Ye had known everything about the scholar's family, so his name had nothing to keep secret, so he replied, "The people's daughter has been lonely since she was a child, and she was adopted by the head of the scholar's family as a dead man. Therefore, I don't know my original name and surname, and I have always been called a scholar. If the mage is willing to take in the people's daughter, the people's daughter will be called Wu Ming from now on and loyally assist the mage.
Nan Ye thought that the name "maid" was inferior and not as good as "unnamed". However, he felt that if it was really "nameless", it would be cruel for a girl who didn't know her name. So he said, "Since you have decided to abandon the secret and surrender to me, how can I really make you nameless?" In the future, you will follow my surname Nan, and your name will be Wu Ming, which is connected with Nan Wu Ming. Since it's hard to be nameless, it's famous. Do you think it's good?
Wu Ming didn't expect that Master Nanye was so concerned about his name, which made her feel a kind of respect she had never felt before. In the past, in the scholar's house, the name of the dead man was just a nickname. The cat, three dogs and four were all ordered by the scholar, and the scholar and woman were just a title representing the female dead man, which was not a name. It is not until today that Wu Ming feels that she has a name and can live like a normal person in the future.
"Thank you for your name!" Wu Ming bowed and saluted.
Nan Ye knew that Wu Ming said that the lord meant to recognize the Lord. Dian Wei, Zhou Cang and others had also called Nan Ye the lord, but Nan Ye felt uncomfortable and asked them to call him a mage.
After Wu Ming recognized the Lord, he was obviously not so restrained, and Nan Ye began to inquire about Wu Ming's background. Wu Ming usually has no one to confide in. Now Nanye still has a trace of difficult feelings for her, so she can't stop as soon as she opens her words. From the training torture he suffered as a child to the assassination of Nan Ye and killing himself by taking poison, he said it all in one head.
Nan Ye listened to Wu Ming carefully. The more he listened, the more angry he became. The fists under the table were tight and loose, loose and tight. The tyrannical acts of the Shi family made Nan Ye almost unable to help rushing out of the account to gather people to kill Hepu several times. He never thought that the scholars who were kind to the people on the surface would do so many dirty things behind their backs.
Although Nan Ye was already full of righteous indignation, he still restrained himself in front of Wu Ming. Because from Wu Ming's words, Nan Ye heard that she was still unforgettable. Although the scholar trained her just to use her to complete those dirty tasks and regard her life and death as a child's play, Wu Ming still did not want to be an enemy of the scholar family.
Knowing Wu Ming's thoughts and the assassin's creed instilled in her by the Shi family, Nanye immediately decided not to let Wu Ming participate in the action against the Shi family. He was not worried that Wu Ming would betray him, but that Wu Ming would be in a dilemma when facing the Shi family.
All night, Nan Ye accompanied Wu Ming to cry and laugh, laughing and crying. Dian Wei and Zhou Cang, who were guarded outside the account, were shocked. They wanted to enter the account several times but didn't dare to act. They couldn't guess what Nan Ye was doing. They actually chatted with an assassin all night.
Wu Ming felt that she had said more this night than in her previous life. She thought that her life was full of suffering, and telling those painful memories would only make her more heartbroken. But on the contrary, whenever she talks about her sadness, Master Nanye is either comforting, or sad with her, or scolding the scholar. This feeling that someone cares about and shares is what Wu Ming has never felt. This made her feel better all of a sudden, so she talked more and more, and she unconsciously talked about it all night.
The position set for himself in Nan Ye's heart is a political commissar in the army. Listening to the soldiers complain and talking with the soldiers has become commonplace. But so far, Nanye has not met a subordinate as pitiful as Wu Ming. He tried his best to persuade Wu Ming all night, which made her cold and sad face a smile. However, Nan Ye's own mood became heavier and heavier, and he no longer wanted to show mercy to the scholar.
At dawn, Wu Ming had already said all the bitterness in her heart and fell to the ground with a smile and fell asleep, but the tears of last night were still hanging in the corners of her eyes. Nan Ye was sleepless and his eyes were full of burning anger. He wanted the scholar family to pay the price for what he had done.
When Nan Ye came out of the military tent, Dian Wei and Zhou Cang, who were outside the tent all night, were finally relieved, but Nan Ye's words made them nervous again. They heard Nan Ye gritt his teeth and said, "Yuan Fu is guarding Wu Ming here. She is already her own. If anyone dares to bully her, she will be punished by military law. Hong Fei and I went to find Zhicai, and I'm going to kill him!"
No matter how smart Xi Zhicai is, he can't guess why Nan Ye's temperament changed greatly after one night. As soon as he opened his hazy sleepy eyes, he saw that Master Nanye had already stood in his tent. Xi Zhicai had never seen Nan Ye so anxious. He did not dare to neglect. He hurriedly got up to salute and asked Nan Ye what was important.
"I changed my mind! I plan to use your best strategy to deal with the Shi family and cut off the chaos quickly!" Nan Ye said bluntly.
Xi Zhicai was stunned when he heard the words. At the beginning, when he discussed with Nan Ye's plan to deal with the scholar family, he put up three plans. The plan is to repay the other side in the same way, and also use conspiracy to behead, and catch all the high-ranking officials of the family. The central policy is to first stabilize the three prefectures, rule with the scholars, and then collect the hearts of the people. The worst strategy is to see the tricks and dismantle the tricks, and wait for the scholars to show their own feet before governing according to law.
At that time, Nan Ye thought that although the plan was immediate, it would inevitably cause turmoil. Even if the senior officials of the soldiers are caught, I'm afraid that some other brothers and nephews in the clan will rebel. The next strategy is a little passive. Even if evidence of the lawlessness of the scholar family is found, it may not be inevitable that the scholar family will fight against the law. Therefore, Nanye chose the central strategy at that time, because he believed that the state and county under his rule must develop faster than the state and county controlled by the Shi family. At that time, he could rely on his absolute advantage to subjugate without fighting.
But now Nanye doesn't want to wait any longer. He is worried that if he waits for another year, the Shi family will do evil for another year. Instead of letting the scholar family harm countless people year by year, it is better to resist the pain and remove the cancer of the scholar family.