Yan Qing walked around in the yurt to see if there was any place to go out. He kicked the "wall" of the yurt with his foot, very strong. It seems that the Huns were very thoughtful, and it was not easy to run away. Moreover, it took too much time to open, and Yan Qing didn't want to waste that.

He tidied up his clothes and put the soft arrow on his chest, making sure that he could pull it out quickly. Then go to the door of the yurt and open the door. Be nice! The Huns were indeed very cautious and valued him as a Han envoy very much. The two Xiongnu soldiers were facing the door with machetes in hand, looking like an officer in front of them, with their forehands akimbo watching. There were Xiongnu soldiers standing around in twos and threes, and Guang Yanqing could see five or six in his field of vision.

"What!" The Huns were so frightened that they stepped back a little while scolding. Yan Qing saw that his hand holding the knife was shaking slightly. ""Four-two-seven" wine! Wine!" Yan Qing hurriedly shouted in lame Xiongnu dialect. While slowly bowing out.

When the officer heard this, he hurriedly said, "Wait a moment... oh! Don't come out! Go back!" As he was about to push him, Yan Qing suddenly jumped up while taking advantage of the confusion, smashing one foot into the Captain's head. The captain made a muffled sound and fell to the ground softly. Before those soldiers could react, Yan Qing flew up, and the two Hun soldiers closest to him also fell to the ground. Yan Qing saw that there were five or six soldiers around, and it seemed that it was impossible to move the killer. Before those Xiongnu soldiers could shout, Yan Qing had already taken out his bow and arrow, and made a few "swoosh" sounds, hitting his neck or between his eyebrows, and a few Xiongnu soldiers also lay limply on the grass. The whole process only takes about a minute. There were still some noises, Yan Qing quietly squatted on the grass, if someone came over and there were people lying on the ground, they would definitely not notice him, and Yan Qing could shoot and escape calmly. But Yan Qing waited for a while, but no one came. The Xiongnu's vigilance has relaxed a bit these days... Is it because Yan Qing sleeps hard every day?

Yan Qing slowly got up and dragged all the soldiers who were lying in pieces into the yurt. Those three were kicked, and I don't know if they were dead or alive. Yan Qing was too lazy to kill again. He pulled out the soft arrow, wiped it clean, put it away, and kept it for later use. Taking the captain's machete again, taking advantage of the moonlight, he quietly jumped out of the fence and slowly flashed into the dark grassland.

Homestays and military barracks should be well differentiated. The homestay yurts are obviously smaller, and the barking of domestic animals such as dogs and sheep can be heard from time to time. Yan Qing was wandering around the piles of yurts. Yes, the place in front should be where the residents lived together. But what to do? How to find Cai Yan? He knocked on the door of the yurt and asked kindly, "Aunt? Do you know where Cai Yan lives in your village?" It doesn't seem to work...

Yan Qing sat down silently, and then lay down in the grass. How to do it? It is said that the car must have a way to the front of the mountain, but time is passing fast, and Yan Qing still has nothing to do... After dawn, the Huns will inevitably find that several Huns soldiers were shot and killed, and then he ran away.

do not care! It seemed that a yurt had to be knocked on the door. If you are lucky, you don't have to kill people, and some residents give him directions. Bad luck, shouting, and you can only... You can be knocked unconscious and see if there is any gain. The idea was decided, Yan Qing stood up with a carp, and went to the nearest yurt.

Just as he stood up, he seemed to hear singing.

Yes, it's singing! Yan Qing tried her best to calm herself down and listened to the tune carefully. Yes, it was Cai Yan's "Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia"! There is always a way out! Willows and flowers brighten another village!

Yan Qing held her breath, quietly followed the sound, and walked into the depths of the yurt. The singing is fine, it is a female voice, it seems there is nothing. But after Yan Qing walked for a while, the singing became more and more clear:

"There is no day, no night, and I don't think about my homeland. I have the most miserable temperament. The country is in chaos and people have no owners, but I have no life and no captives. It's different from the vulgar, the heart is different, the body is difficult, and the desires are different. Who is it? But with words, it is difficult and difficult to think about it.

Yan Nan Zhengxi wanted to send side sounds, Yan Bei returned to Xi to obtain Han sounds. The wild geese are flying high and the Miao are hard to find; She raised her eyebrows to the moon and stroked Yaqin, and the five pats became cold and her meaning turned deeper.

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The singing is like a complaint, melodious and long. As if to sing someone drunk.

Yan Qing could have felt a very high aesthetic enjoyment, but his luck was too bad. When he listened to this song twice, he had a major task at hand, and his nerves were extremely nervous. A small yurt on the edge. Yan Qing circled around, yes, the voice did come from inside.

"The body is bitterly cold with frost, and I can't eat when I'm hungry for meat and cheese. I whimpered when I heard the sound of Longshui at night, and when I saw the Great Wall, the road was long. Reminiscing about the past, it's hard to carry luggage, and I can't stop playing after six beats of sadness.  …"

Yan Qing didn't hesitate any longer, and knocked lightly on the door outside the yurt.

The singing stopped abruptly. Neither side spoke.

Yan Qing knocked on the door again. There was finally a voice in the bag, a peaceful female voice. It seems that the originally delicate and tender female voice has been plated with the vicissitudes of time and life, and has become peaceful and mature: "Who?" It is said in the Xiongnu dialect.

Somehow, Yan Qing suddenly trusted the woman in the yurt. Speaking directly in Chinese: "Han people, the Han people in the Central Plains."

It seemed that the inside and outside of the bag suddenly fell into silence for a few seconds. These few seconds were too difficult, and Yan Qing didn't know what was going on in the yurt. Will there be men with weapons? Will this woman yell?

With a "squeak", the door was pulled open from the inside, and the hostess inside lifted the curtain and stuck her head out: "Come in!" The voice was low and urgent.

Yan Qing swiftly dodged into the yurt, clutching the knife in his hand tightly, ready to pull it out at any time. He quickly glanced around, and the layout was simple and generous, with no extras 1.3, and it was neat and tidy. Of course, there was no one else, and it seemed that she lived alone. No... Maybe two people, Yan Qing caught a glimpse of the man's belt and bow. Yan Qing felt her palms sweat. He is still unsure of the woman's identity.

"Who are you?" The woman sat down, stared at Yan Qing, and asked.

Yan Qing came back to her senses and looked at the Han woman in front of her. This woman is elegant and generous, really aristocratic, although she dresses plainly. The most amazing thing is her appearance, which is alluring.

Is she a slave? Not very similar? The yurt is relatively simple, but the decoration and the women's clothes are not the same. "You are... Cai Yan?" Yan Qing hesitated for a while, but said these two words. .

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"Exactly." The woman looked at him curiously, "The Han people in the Central Plains?" She asked thoughtfully, and then seemed to fall into memory, "The Central Plains, the Central Plains...".

"Mr. Cai Yong... your father?" Yan Qing wanted to confirm again.

"What happened to my father? I heard that he has been living in seclusion, but I don't know where he is. After all these years, I don't know his life and death... There is a lot of confusion..." Tears flashed in Cai Yan's eyes.

"Mr. is still alive. I followed Prime Minister Luo to see him last time." Yan Qing said hurriedly.

"Still alive..." Cai Yan seemed to be babbling in a dream, "Prime Minister Luo? Prime Minister Luochen of the Central Plains?"

"Exactly." A dog's bark could be heard faintly outside, as if it was mixed with a wolf's whimper. Yan Qing opened the door and probed out the probe. The sky was still dark, but the sky seemed to be faintly bright. Time is tight, and it will inevitably be discovered after dawn. Yan Qing plans to take Cai Yan away immediately and make a long-distance raid on Jiuyuan County. Now Luochen and Cao Cao have reached an agreement on the 10th question of the Xiongnu question, which should be safe. At present, Jiuyuan County is the closest to here.

Yan Qing decided to go straight in: "Cai Yan..." Yan Qing paused, not knowing what to call her, so she simply skipped. "You pack up now, and I'll take you back to the Central Plains."

This Cai Yan looked up at Yan Qing in surprise, as if she hadn't thought that Yan Qing was here to save her back: "Take me back to the Central Plains?... Prime Minister Luo asked you to come?"

"Not bad." Yan Qing nodded impatiently, thinking that there was still a hundred miles to go, Yan Qing was a little irritable. "Do you have a horse? Your legs are better." He looked at Cai Yan's confused and hesitant appearance, and felt very puzzled. Yan Qing suddenly thought that she hadn't introduced herself yet: "By the way, I'm Yan Qing, the guard of Prime Minister Luo Chen, and the general of Zhonglang."

"You want to take me back to the Central Plains? Why? Why did Prime Minister Luo send you here?" Cai Yan still seemed confused and hesitant.

"Why?" Yan Qing never thought that Cai Yan would ask this question. It is said that the people at the border have become slaves after being taken captive. Cai Yan heard that people from her hometown came to rescue her.

Yan Qing thought of the man's belt and crossbow on the wall. "You... alone?" Yan Qing asked politely.

"Yes." Cai Yan nodded.

"What are those?" Yan Qing pointed to the belt on the wall.

Cai Yan followed his gaze and immediately understood, and hurriedly said, "My son's, my adopted son...".

Adopted son? Yan Qing never imagined that this would happen again. So do you want to take your adopted son with you? "How old is he?" Yan Qing asked.

"I'm an adult, I'm a Xiongnu cavalry." Cai Yan replied proudly.

The problem is a little tricky. Yan Qing felt a little hairy in her heart. Ganqing, a female slave captured by the Huns, helped the Huns train a horseman. So does she still hate the Huns? I am afraid she is no longer a slave. Does she agree with the way of life of the Huns? Has she forgotten about the Central Plains? Have you forgotten the experience of being taken captive?

"Are you willing to go back to the Central Plains?" Yan Qing asked blankly. But he immediately felt that it was nonsense. Whether she liked it or not, he would take her back. This was his task.

Cai Yan pondered a little.

Yan Qing quickly calculated in his heart: now his task is to bring Cai Yan back, otherwise it is likely to be used as an important bargaining chip by the Xiongnu. Judging from the current situation, it is fortunate that the Huns have not yet found Cai Yan, otherwise Cai Yan would have been placed under house arrest. Now he must try his best to persuade Cai Yan to leave voluntarily. As for her adopted son, Luo Chen felt that it was better not to notify him. He could persuade Cai Yan to leave, but if he wanted to persuade a Xiongnu cavalry who was born in the grasslands to treason, it would obviously be very difficult. If there is an accident, such as her adopted son does not cooperate, but instead asks to report. There will even be tragedies.

"Your father... When we went, he was singing "Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia". I was attracted by your singing just now. Your father misses you very much and hopes to see you when he is still alive." Yan Qing With her big move, her elderly father misses him, and Cai Yan will not remain indifferent.

Sure enough, there were tears in Cai Yan's eyes again: "I'm sorry father...".

"It's not your fault, it's because the Central Plains border army is not strong enough to protect the people. Prime Minister Luo Chen decided to adjust the situation." Yan Qing said.

"Prime Minister Luo Chen..." Cai Yan repeated it again. "There are so many border people who have been taken captive, why am I alone?"

"Because Mr. Cai Yong is the teacher of Prime Minister Luo Chen." Yan Qing said simply.

"I escaped from house arrest." Yan Qing found that many things had to be explained to Cai Yan quickly so that she could understand the urgency of the current situation. "As a Han envoy, I was placed under house arrest by Zhongping, and only managed to escape at night. I will definitely be found at dawn, and the Huns will definitely search closely. The situation is more critical, Cai Yan... I hope to take you away immediately, I hope Run away before dawn, heading south to Jiuyuan County." Yan Qing said anxiously.

Cai Yan stood up unconsciously, as if Yan Qing's words were an order, perhaps Yan Qing's anxious look and words touched her. But Cai Yan looked around and didn't seem to know what to do.

"My child..." Cai Yan was a little overwhelmed.

"I hope we leave quietly, don't disturb others, and disturb one more 817 people, maybe we won't be able to leave!" Yan Qing continued to persuade in an anxious tone.

"Is this way back to the Central Plains?" Cai Yan seemed at a loss. "He may be at Da Chanyu... Do you want to tell him."