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Chapter Twenty Nine

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    Decades ago, when the two countries were at war, when Marquis Wu'an's iron cavalry stepped into the northwest grassland, it razed dozens of small border tribes to the ground, and those men, women, old and young who survived among the tribes were taken as prisoners of war.

    The iron ring on the right hand is the mark of the prisoners of war. They were dispatched to various borders of the Great Wei Dynasty to rebuild the country, and some were flown into the families of officials to become slaves.

    The iron ring is about two inches wide. If it is a young prisoner of war, the iron ring will not be sealed. As the child grows in size, it will be replaced every five years until his wrist is basically formed, and the seal will be welded shut.  , Unless the palm is cut off, it will not be able to take it off in this life, and it will mark his status as a slave for the rest of his life.

    It is said that the Marquis of Wu'an had hundreds of captives in his own hands. Since the Chen family is his sister's husband's family, he must be able to get a lot of them

    Wan Yao looked at his expression, and asked cautiously: "Brother Qin has a relationship with the Chen family?"

    Qin Zheng gave her a rare sideways glance, and he still answered every question: "I am the personal guard of the Chen family."

    After finishing speaking, as if recalling something, his flat tone became a little softer, " Ten years ago, he was chosen by Lord Marquis as the young master's companion and sent into the mansion."

    It is guessed that he may be in his early twenties now, and ten years ago he was probably in his early teens.

    Wan Yao's heart suddenly softened, "Then you two must have grown up together?"

    Qin Zheng looked at the magnificent rivers and mountains in front of him, and said softly, "Yes."

    Marquis Wu'an had no empress, and his elder brother was shot to death on the city wall by himself, so he loved this younger sister very much, and the youngest son of the Chen family was the only child whom the two families loved and raised.

    He has been arrogant and domineering since he was a child, and he was domineering, and he whipped all the servants who served him with a whip.

    As long as he gives an order, the servants have to perform wrestling in front of him for his amusement; when he lifts his foot to the ground, someone kneels and kneels, and he rides around in the courtyard, and maybe he has to bark like a dog for two more times.  Voice.

    Qin Zheng was only eleven years old that year, and because he was stronger than his peers, he was often the target of the young master.

    His trouser legs have been torn all year round, and thick calluses have grown on his knees. The skin splits and scabs, and then cracks after scabs form.  Every night, several pots of hot water are used to rub the frostbitten joints away.

    The life of a prisoner of war has been ups and downs, and he doesn't even remember what his parents looked like. When he lived in the wing room of the Chen Mansion, he felt that his life might be like this.

    Until that day.

    When it was snowing and it was clear, the young master raised his whip and sat on his back and shouted happily. When Qin Zheng was lying on the frosted bluestone bricks, from a distance, he inadvertently saw a figure of crabapple color standing under the branch of wintersweet,  Looking at this side with pity.

    It was a delicate-looking little girl, with a bright red cloak covering her whole body, long black hair like a joke, bright eyes like stars, making her feel ashamed.

    I don't know why, Qin Zheng's heart trembled when he was stared at by that look. This was the first time he experienced a kind of embarrassment that made people feel ashamed.

    He didn't want this person to see his current appearance, so he straightened up unconsciously.

    Then the young master was so defenseless that he was thrown down, stunned for a moment, and began to cry.

    The entire Chen family was furious.

    The steward was scolded and angrily beat him with a stick.

    In the cold night of the twelfth lunar month, Qin Zheng bowed his head and knelt on the icy snow, the north wind blew across his back, and the light was as clear as a knife.

    The bright moon is cold, hands and feet are cold, and even the heart seems to have no temperature.

    But when everything was peaceful between heaven and earth, someone actually walked towards him.

    Stepping on the soft snow with light and shallow steps, Qin Zheng raised his head and met a pair of bright eyes.

    The girl held out a hand to him, and said in a clear voice, "Get up, I've pleaded with Daddy for you, and he's not going to pursue it anymore."

    Qin Zheng stared at the spotless hand and was stunned for a moment.

    He has been a slave since birth, and no one will hold his hand except his relatives who are also slaves.

    Qin Zheng wiped his palm secretly on his clothes, and after a long time, he held it carefully.

    It was a very warm touch.

    He will never forget, life after life

    "Miss is a very good person." Qin Zheng casually picked up a stone under his feet, "I hope you can save her."

    Although he was taken captive to this deep mountain, for some reason, his intuition told Wan Yao that this person was not malicious.

    "Are you so convinced that I can save her?" She asked softly, "What if I can't cure her?"When the guards saw this, they all happily communicated to each other: "I found it! I found it!"

    Wanyao was following behind him in disgrace, Xiang Nantian pushed aside the grass to make way for his son, and first expressed concern to Wanyao: "Is it all right?"

    Seeing her shaking her head silently, she then asked Xiang Huan: "What's going on?"

    The latter avoided his gaze, and said with an uncomfortable look: "It's nothing."

    Xiang Huan touched the tip of his nose, "We were just joking around, and got separated by accident."

    "Just kidding around!?" Xiang Nantian's veins twitched, "Such a big matter, can you just mess around! What should I do if someone has a problem!?"

    It was rare for him to hold the gun and look away without refuting, Wan Yao hurriedly said: "It's none of his business, it's my idea The city has been closed for too long, I want to come out to get some air."

    Wan Yanben was still mocking Xiang's family for having no tutor. Hearing what she said at this moment, his old face blushed instantly, and he shouted angrily: "One is ignorant, and neither are the two! Why are you messing around with me!"

    She bowed her head and was scolded.

    Xiang Nantian pointed at his son's hatred of iron but not steel: "Go home and kneel in the ancestral hall!"

    Upon hearing the words, Wan Yan felt that she couldn't lose to him, so she immediately stated: "Go home and put in confinement!"

    "Go home and copy the scriptures!"

    "Go home and write the female commandment!"

    The two fathers were equally annoyed, Ji Changchuan was used to being a peacemaker, he stepped forward to separate the two of them, and said warmly: "It was just a false alarm. Since the child is safe and sound, why should the two adults get angry."

    Xiang Nantian snorted coldly, but didn't say any more.  Ji Changchuan smiled and persuaded them to go down the mountain, "Let's go, it's getting late, it's important to go home quickly, don't let the family worry."

    Before leaving, he looked back at Xiang Huan again.

    The smile on his lips is self-evident.

    He still remembers being woken up from the bed in a panic when he was taking a nap today. The guards outside the door held his arms, but the boy kicked the door open.

    If it was really just a joke, there would be no need to rush around the city in the afternoon.

    Whether you see through or not, you are all in the game.

    Ji Changchuan hugged the two old brothers and looked up with emotion.

    After all, you are young that's great.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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