Chapter 3

That happened about twelve years ago, when Yàn Ling was only five years old.

That was the following year when he and Miss Qi made an in-laws. Jiang Qingyue followed her husband and beloved son, accompanied by hundreds of Jiang clans, and went to Yecheng in a mighty way.

At that time, the State of Chu encountered a severe drought that was rare in a century. More than half of the fields in the country had no harvest, and countless civilians became beggars and refugees, so naturally more hungry people became bandits.

As they passed through the Changliu Mountains, the convoy encountered many bandits, but they were all defeated by the well-trained elite Jiang.

It was at this time that more than 20 Kang family villagers who were forced and bullied by the bandits, led by the thin Kang Li, knelt in front of the convoy, begging the Jiang family to take them in.

Jiang Li, the second brother who was with Jiang Qingyue, looked cold and impatiently, he wanted people to drive away these hungry people who were hungry.

In the Chu State, there were countless people who starved to death by the roadside. This situation was no longer surprising. Jiang Qingyue’s two brothers never regarded these people as humans.

At that time, the child in Kang Li's arms had not yet been given a grain of rice for three days, and he was almost dying of hunger. He saw that Jiang Qingyue and Yànli were also in charge, and he also had a child beside him. He knelt down in front of them with a plop.

They kept kowtowing and begging, as long as they could take them in and give them a bite of food, they were willing to make horses back then, and they were absolutely willing to do so.

Jiang Qingyue was a little embarrassed.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to, but before that, she has taken in more than a hundred hungry people who have encountered the same experience. No matter how kind she is, she must consider the limits of helping her.

However, her beloved husband seemed to be unable to bear to see the scene in front of him, so he wanted to discuss with her brother in private.

Jiang Qingyue knew that her second brother would never agree, but she was quite soft-hearted. Seeing that her husband wanted to persist, she immediately made a decision to include more than 20 refugees from the Kang family as slaves.

It was just an inconspicuous past event that had long been drowned in Jiang Qingyue's past memories.

If Kang Li, a slave outside the house, deliberately mentioned it, she had almost forgotten it.

After pondering for a while, Jiang Qingyue finally opened her red lips and said, "Let him come in."

Yes, madam.

An old servant with a vicissitudes of face appeared in front of Jiang Qingyue. When he saw him, Jiang Qingyue tried hard to recall a vague impression.

Under the leadership of Jiang Qingyue's personal maid Sheng Xue, this old servant named Kang Li stepped into her room resolutely.

His waist was half bent, making his already short body even more hunched.

From the moment he stepped into the room, his eyes didn't even dare to look at Jiang Qingyue.

With a plop.

The old servant Kang Li knelt at Jiang Qingyue's feet with both knees and kowtowed heavily.

Old slave Kang Li, I have met his wife.

Get up.Jiang Qingyue looked at him and said in a cold tone: You just said, would you like to go to Changliu Mountain to search for your son-in-law and the third son?

Kang Li still knelt on the ground, not raising his head, and his tone seemed extremely anxious.

Yes, madam, I heard that my son-in-law and the third son have disappeared. I am really anxious inside and I hope I can do my best.

The Changliu Mountains are a primitive and dense old forest that stretches thousands of miles across the country, bordering several major borders, with complex terrain. They are not only full of crises, but also full of thieves.Even if all the elites of the Jiang clan were revealed, finding two people in this large area would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

Lao Nu and the people of Kangjia Village were rippling and wandering around Changliu Mountain for several years. They were quite familiar with that area. Lao Nu was willing to search for the whereabouts of his son-in-law and the third son for his wife.After listening to him quietly, Jiang Qingyue said nothing about his beautiful face, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

Kang Li still knelt at her feet with restraint.

After a while, Jiang Qingyue opened her red lips lightly and said lightly: You know that Changliu Mountains are full of dangers, why do you still volunteer?

All countries in the Central Plains have relatives who are more important than royal families. It is normal for other Jiang clans to volunteer.

But Kang Li is not from the Jiang clan. He is just a slave with a low status in the family. His identity is only better than that of a slave, and he didn't do this at all.

Kang Li kowtowed hard again and replied.

Back to the wife, Lao Nu and Lao Nu's youngest son Kang Ji gave his two lives to him by his wife and his son-in-law, and there were only a dozen people left in our Kangjia Village. Twelve years ago, if Mrs. Fei and the third son-in-law were taken in, all of us would have starved to death.

It was the wife and the third aunt who gave Lao Nu and the Kang family a meal and gave us a stable residence, so that we could have no worries about food and clothing from now on. Lao Nu always remembered this kindness in his heart.

Even if he died for his son-in-law and the third son, the old slave was willing to do so.Jiang Qingyue glanced at him with some surprise.

Kang Li, who was kneeling on the ground, still looked very restrained, but Jiang Qingyue could hear that all his words were heartfelt words, which made her look at the old servant for the first time.

But that's all.

Even though Kang Li was familiar with the Changliu Mountains in Chu, he would definitely not have a great opportunity to search for it alone.

Thinking of this, a deep feeling of fatigue hit my heart.

Jiang Qingyue said lightly: You go down first.

Kang Li opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she kowtowed and retreated respectfully.

Yes, madam.

But just as he walked out of the room, bent down respectfully, and was about to close the door, he suddenly spoke as if he had mustered up his courage.

Madam, the son-in-law and the third son are lucky and have a good fortune. Good people like them are lucky and have great fortunes. I believe that they will never be in trouble.

After saying this, he finally stepped down.

Jiang Qingyue rang silently.

Of course, she couldn't let Kang Li do the search because of his remarks.

She then called Jiang Fu, the chief butler of the Jiang clan.

Madam, what instructions do you have to call the villain so late?Jiang Fu is fat and has been a steward in the Jiang clan for more than 20 years. He is smart, but when facing Jiang Qingyue, who is the leader of the Jiang clan, he looks very respectful.

Jiang Qingyue pondered for a moment and asked: How has this old servant named Kang Li performed in the family for more than ten years?

Kang Li?Jiang Fu was stunned for a moment, not understanding the intention of his wife asking about a servant with the lowest status.

He thought about it and replied respectfully: Although Kang Li is just a servant, he is honest and honest. Since he joined the family twelve years ago, he has been very diligent in his work. He has always done his best and worked hard.Jiang Qingyue nodded slightly.

As the steward of the Jiang clan, Jiang Fu is shrewd and loyal to the Jiang family Kong, but his biggest disadvantage is that he is a little mean to his servants.

It is not easy for Kang Li to get such an evaluation in his mouth.

After a pause, Jiang Qingyue remembered something and asked again, "I remember there is a boy next to him, right?"

Yes, madam.Jiang Fu said respectfully that he was Kang Li’s youngest son, named Kang Ji.

Although Kang Li looks old, he is actually only one or two years older than the little man. He originally had three sons, the oldest one was killed by the bandits, and his second son and his wife were starved to death on the way to escape, leaving him and this youngest son.There were more than 300 people in Kangjia Village, but only more than 20 people remained in exile. Kang Li used to be their village chief.

What is his son doing now?Jiang Qingyue was busy with all kinds of things, and not to mention that when the third uncle and the third prince were missing, she had no leisure to ask for an irrelevant servant from him.

Such inquiry must have her intention. As the family's housekeeper, Jiang Fu naturally knew what he should ask or not, and should say or not.

Now, I will answer everything I know respectfully.

His youngest son Kang Ji just turned seventeen this year and is now working as a servant in the family.The son-in-law was kind-hearted. Seeing that his son was smart and smart, he was the same age as the third son, he didn't want him to be a servant for the rest of his life. He arranged for him to go to school when he was eight years old.

Although he read books and recognized words, he was also very diligent in doing things.When Jiang Qingyue heard this, she understood why Kang Li was so grateful just now.

But in Jiang Qingyue's heart, she didn't think that Kang Li could do anything with her personal strength, but she had no choice at the moment. As long as she still had a glimmer of hope, she would never let it go.

After a long silence, Jiang Qingyue said lightly: You go down first.

Yes, madam.

After the butler Jiang Fu left, Jiang Qingyue ordered the personal maid outside to summon the old servant Kang Li in.

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Yànling woke up from his drowsiness.

A strong and severe pain came from his limbs and bones, and he felt like his body was torn apart.

He couldn't help but moan.

A gentle foot sound came into my ears, followed by a pleasant surprise scream.

Ah, you're awake...

The soft foot sound quickly came to him, and Yànling heard the nice voice and said with concern.

Don't move, your injury has not healed yet, lie down quickly.

Yàn Ling, who originally wanted to endure the severe pain that penetrated his lungs, struggled, and finally gave up and stopped trying to get up after hearing the sound.

He tried hard to open his eyes.

The fragrance of the orchid came to his nose.

What comes into view is an extremely beautiful face.

It was a beautiful girl of similar age to him.

She has a delicate and slim figure. Although she is wearing a plain green cloth dress and her face is not covered with makeup, she still cannot hide her beautiful temperament like the world.

The girl's pink cheeks were flushed, and her face looked both angry and happy, as if she was very happy to wake up when she saw Yàn Ling, and she also blamed him for being so anxious to get up.

Yànling wanted to speak, but the sound reached his throat and turned into a hoarse guttural sound.

water……

Ah, do you want to drink water? Wait for a while.

The girl walked away quickly in her embroidered shoes and came back soon.

When she came back, she had already filled a bowl of water in her hand.

The girl sat next to Yànling and carefully fed Yànling water with wooden spoons one by one.

After being moisturized by clear water, the scorching pain in Yànling's throat finally felt a little relieved, and then he had the energy to observe the environment he was in.

From the outside, this is an ordinary house for ordinary people. The furnishings of the house are simple. Although they are far less than the big house he lives in on weekdays, they are not quite simple.

Where am I?

Yànling asked, enduring the faint pain from his body.

The girl moved a chair, sat down beside the wooden bed, supported her jaw with her hands, and answered him innocently and romanticly.

This is my home.

Your home?Is it...you saved me?Yànling's last memory was that he successfully hugged his father's body after jumping down the waterfall.

The moment the two men fell heavily on the water surface of the waterfall pool, a huge pain came, and the eyes turned dark, and they completely lost consciousness and were unconscious.

There is no doubt that he is still alive and is rescued.

Therefore, he looked at the girl with gratitude.

I didn't save you.The girl shook her head, it was my grandfather who saved you.

He rescued you by the river, and you have been in a coma for two days.Only then did Yàn Ling realize that he had been in a coma for two days, and there was someone else who saved him.

The grandfather in the girl's mouth was probably her grandfather.

Thinking of this, he asked anxiously: Then your grandpa...has he seen another person with me? That's my father.

The girl was slightly surprised.

She shook her head, "No, grandpa will save you only."Yànling's face turned pale.

When the girl saw that her expression was wrong, she comforted her and said: Although Grandpa didn't mention it, it doesn't mean he didn't see it. When my grandpa comes, I'll ask you for a while.

Then when will your grandpa...he come back?

The girl replied: Grandpa has gone out for something, and I don’t know when he will come back, but it should be the case in the past two days.

Don’t worry, take a good rest.

Then...thank you girl.Yàn Ling had to suppress his deep concerns about his father.

By the way, I haven't asked the girl's name yet.

The girl answered him innocently: My name is Shanhu, where is you?

My name is Yànling, Miss Coral, thank you for taking care of me.

His eyes were sincere and sincere, with deep gratitude.

This time, escaping from death brought many changes to Yàn Ling, and even the original aura of noble prince on his body dissipated a lot.

Coral was embarrassed by his eyes, and his cheeks turned slightly red.

Her innocence and romance made Yànling feel moved.

By heart, coral is very beautiful and is almost one of the most beautiful women ever seen in Yàn Ling.

Even compared to his mother Jiang Qingyue and his fiancée Qi Xiangjun, who is respected by the world as the three most beauties in the world, Coral's beauty is not inferior and is extremely touching.

What's more, Yàn Ling saw a trace of affection she had for herself from Coral's eyes.

If Yànling was willing to carry this jade man like a flower onto the bed, it would be absolutely not a difficult thing.

If it were before, Yànling might have begun to pursue her fiercely.

But he would never do this now.

Although it is common for all men to have three wives and four concubines, besides his fiancée Qi Xiangjun, Yàn Ling is not the first brother in love.

But after escaping from death, Yànling's mood has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Now his father is missing, his whereabouts are unknown, his life and death are uncertain, and even the Jiang clan is likely to be in crisis. He really has no intention of having a long love for his children.

Deep inside him, there was a sense of anger.

What he wanted to do most now was to find out the mastermind behind the attack on their father and son and hundreds of elite Jiangs, and kill them with his own hands!

Before he knew it, the original aura of noble young master on Yànling gradually dissipated during the night of his escape.

He knew what he should do and what he shouldn't do.

Although corals are charming, they can only be like this.

For the next three or four days, Yàn Ling kept lying in bed and resting.

When he jumped out of the waterfall pool, he was injured by the huge impact, several of his ribs were broken, and he was still drifting in the river for unknown periods, and his injuries were very serious.

But the grandfather of Coral seemed to have extremely good medical skills. The herbs used for bandaging were all made by him. The injuries that originally took at least half a month to recover were recovered in just six or seven days.

On the seventh day, he could basically get out of bed and move.

Coral is very happy about this.

The place where the grandson and grandson of the Coral Hu lived was a large house connected by several houses, with two yards in front and back. The front yard was planted with various vegetables, fruits and melons, and the back yard was planted with more than a dozen or twenty poultry.

Coral would go to the market early every morning, then come back at noon to cook for Yiànling, and go to collect herbs in the afternoon, and don’t come back until the sun sets in the evening.

Day after day, life is quite simple and monotonous.

Early that morning, Yànling woke up early.

There was no sign of coral feeding poultry in the yard. It seemed that she should have gone out early to go to the market.

Although Yàn Ling's health is still early to recover, he is able to move freely.

He stayed in the house every day, and after a long time, he felt very bored, and suddenly thought of going to the market to check it out.

In addition to looking at the corals, it is more important to take advantage of the gradual recovery of the body and explore the nearby environment first.

After spending time together over the past few days, Yànling and Coral have gradually become familiar.

He learned from the mouth of Coral that the place where he was was actually known many times from his parents since childhood, and that Yin realm, independent of various countries, had a transcendent status that was mysteriously yearning for.

Yin Realm is the only territory in the Central Plains that has not been conquered by the iron hooves of various countries.

But it was not conquered, and it was not because all countries did not want to get involved. On the contrary, this vast land was an existence that neighboring countries have always longed for, and there have been many wars over the years.

However, because the Yin realm was composed of countless primitive tribes and villages, most of the Yin people were fierce and aggressive, and never stingy with blood. In addition, the Yin realm was complex and had a good terrain, so they could have been able to survive until now.

Until forty years ago, the sword saint Min Yu was born.

One man and one sword, and a thousand people were killed in one battle in the 70,000 Six-Nation Alliance, and took the heads of the enemy generals of the four countries among the six countries.

This battle not only established the position of the sword saint Min Yu as the supreme world's number one master in the Central Plains, and no one can defeat him.

He also successfully forced the six countries to retreat with his strength and made a great vow that as long as the Sword Saint is alive for one day, the army of the six countries will never step into the Yin realm, and will bring peace to the Yin people for forty years.

It is said that the sword saint Min Yu is now a hundred years old. The Yin people respect him like a god and even built the Yin Xia Palace for him.

Therefore, when Yànling learned that he was in the Yin realm, he was quite shocked.

Although the Changliu Mountains border several countries, they are far from Yin realm. He really doesn't know how he fell here and was rescued by the coral grandfather.

There are too many unsolved things, and Yàn Ling couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

If you fall into the Yin realm, it may be the best result for the current Yàn Tomb.

Yàn Ling has decided that after his injuries have completely healed, he will go to Yinxia Palace to meet the sword saint!

Yàn Mausoleum strolls in the bustling market.

This place is located in the southern part of the Yin territory, and the southern part is also the border with the Zhou and Qin countries.

The market where Yàn is located is very lively. Along the way, he saw many people from different clans with different clothes and even skin colors coming here to the market.

The Yin realm has a vast territory, not only retaining its original ecological appearance, but also having hundreds of different tribes and clans.

Yàn Ling, where the King of Chu grew up, had never seen such a different scene before, and kept looking around.

While tracing his mind, a darkness suddenly appeared in front of him.

A tall and tough figure blocked the way of Yànling.

Yànling stopped and looked up in shock.

It was a strong and powerful man with a hideous scar on his face and a strong body. He was wearing a short robe made of yellow wolf skin, staring at Yàn Ling with an extremely hostile gaze, and said coldly in the impure Chu Yu.

Chu people!

After he finished speaking, three big men with similarly tall and strong bodies and dressed in similar clothes broke the retreat from behind.

Yànling was very stunned, and then he screamed in his heart.