Chapter 82
Chapter 82 : A Deadlock in the Woods
[1] Dou li ( 斗笠 ) – conical hat commonly seen throughout Asia. More here.
Bai Zhi and Lian Qiao could not ride and hence had to remain behind at the General fu. With concern in their voices, they exhorted Jiang Ruan, “Miss, be careful throughout the journey.”
They could not tarry as ti was of the essence. Zhao Yuan Feng galvanised them like a horsewhip, “Let’s go!”
The entire party spurred their horses onwards as they galloped out of the city. The horses’ hooves splashed through the water on the roads in crisp, clear bursts of sound.
Zhao Yi and Zhao Yuan Feng were initially sowhat anxious about Jiang Ruan. After all, ladies were physically more delicate, and she might not be able to endure the constant jolting that resulted from galloping at such high speed. However, Jiang Ruan showed no signs of discomfort throughout the journey, so they felt more at ease. The horses galloped even faster.
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At the sa ti, Mo Cong and Guan Liang Han had just descended the stairs at Dong Feng Lou. On seeing Xiao Shao there, they greeted one another and were about to engage in conversation when they saw a group of people on horseback gallop past. The water that was kicked up by the horses splashed on Mo Cong, who retreated a few steps and said angrily, “Hey, this young master’s clothes have been sullied!”
Guan Liang Han burst out in uproarious laughter. “You’re a man, why are you fussing over such trivial things? Eh, isn’t that Zhao Yuan Feng?”
Xiao Shao was a little startled and followed Guan Liang Han’s line of sight. At one glance, he noticed the slender figure in the middle of the party, a particularly striking sight due to the husky figures around it. Although the figure was wearing a douli, on noticing that Zhao Yuan Feng and Zhao Yi were riding next to this person, and recalling the recent information he had gathered that the Jiang family’s eldest di daughter was a recent visitor at the General fu, it was not difficult to guess the identity of this person.
“What are they going to do? Guan Liang Han muttered to himself.
Xiao Shao said, “The n following them are Zhao family soldiers, dressed up as imperial bodyguards,” thereby calling his attention to that detail.
“Private soldiers? Oh-ho, is this Zhao family joker not afraid to die?” Guan Liang Han said in delight.
Xiao Shao frowned, then abruptly turned and left. Upon seeing this, Guan Liang Han hurried followed him and asked, “Third Brother, where are you going? I still have sothing to discuss with you.”
Xiao Shao walked over to the hitching post. As he untied his horse’s reins, he said, “We’ll talk when I return.”
Guan Liang Han looked at him and asked, “You’re thinking of following Zhao Yuan Feng?”
Xiao Shao did not reply, being entirely focused on setting off, which was in itself a kind of tacit agreent. Out of the blue, Guan Liang Han laughed out loud and said, “This is interesting! I, too, want to see what this Zhao family rascal is up to. Seventh Brother, lead my horse over here.” He then patted Xiao Shao’s shoulder and said, “I will go with you.”
Mo Cong reluctantly led over Guan Liang Han’s horse and asked, “Second Brother, Third Brother, can you take with you?”
There was nothing in heaven or on earth that Mo Cong feared, apart from riding a horse. When he was small, a horse had thrown him off its back. It took him three months to recover, and he was never willing to ride alone on a horse again.
Xiao Shao said, “No.”
Mo Cong rubbed his nose and heard Guan Liang Han say, “Just be a good boy and stay here.” So saying, he turned and vaulted onto his horse. Without sparing Mo Cong a glance, he raised his whip, whereupon his horse galloped away. Left behind, Mo Cong’s face was ashen in fury, but he could do nothing about the situation.
In single file, the two horses followed after the party in front of them. When Guan Liang Han caught up with Xiao Shao, his face took on a serious cast as he asked, “Third Brother, is there sothing that you know?” Xiao Shao did not normally have any friendly dealings with the people from the General fu, so it could not be that he was chasing after them rely to chat about good tis. Sothing must have happened. Being a military official, Guan Liang Han was seldom in the capital city, so he also wanted to know if the Zhao family had any secrets.
Xiao Shao heard him and eyed him with astonishnt. With his beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, he said, coolly, “They are heading out of the city.”
“Yes, and what of it?” Guan Liang Han asked. At present, it was only refugees coming into the capital city; none of the citizens were leaving it. The situation in the capital city was many tis better than that of the outer regions. Moreover, that Zhao Yuan Feng and Zhao Yi were leading Zhao family soldiers dressed as imperial bodyguards indicated that there was definitely another reason; what on earth could that reason be? Although Guan Liang Han was usually away in the distant frontier regions, he was still able to figure out the temperant of his fellow imperial officials. This Zhao Yuan Feng, the third young master of the Zhao family, was usually rude and impetuous. However, he did not do things willfully. Furthermore, the Zhao family was known for its strict and rigorous upbringing, similar to that in the military, so it was not possible for him to have taken the soldiers to do sothing at will.
“Where would your army be right now?” Xiao Shao asked.
“The official road has been destroyed, so they should be at Wulin Road. I returned by that route as well, so, estimating the course of their journey, they should be entering Wulin Road right now.” After he had finished speaking, a realisation seed to strike him, whereupon he looked at Xiao Shao in amazent and said, “Third Brother, you don’t an to say that the Zhao family is charging for my troops? There are absolutely no relations between the Zhao family and my Guan family. At present, only you and Seventh Brother know about my return to the capital city. There is no way that the Zhao family is going to Wulin Road to et , and it can’t be that they are charging for .”
Xiao Shao shook his head and said, “No. It has nothing to do with you.”
“Then, what do you an?” Guan Liang Han was even more puzzled by his reply.
Xiao Shao gripped his horse tightly with his knees as his horse shot forward like an arrow released from a bow. He half-closed his eyes and said, “I can’t really say what’s going on, either.”
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After days of continuous rain, the roads were extrely muddy, and the possibility of minor rockslides added greater risk to the journey, such that a journey on foot that normally took three days now took at least five days. The General Guan’s troops had been marching for several days in their haste to return to the capital, and the troops were both physically and ntally tired. In front of them was Wulin Road. The rains had deluged the official road; the forest was dense around them and it was very easy to lose one’s bearings, especially as the forest stretched on uninterrupted into the distance. The troops stopped for a rest just before Wulin Road.
As Guan Liang Han was not with them, the entire army was under the command of Jiang Xin Zhi. So soldiers called out to him in a friendly greeting, “Deputy General, co and sit down and have sothing to eat!”
Jiang Xin Zhi smiled as he shook his head and said, “No need!”
The soldiers did not ask again. It had taken Jiang Xin Zhi five years to rise through the ranks, from a junior camp cook soldier to the Deputy General whose scope of responsibility encompassed the entire battlefield. The Jiang family valued the pen more than the sword. When he was growing up, he had studied the Four Books and the Five Classics[2], and had never practised any martial or military arts. However, when it ca to the point where he could not even protect his own ii, he realised that utter uselessness was the way of the scholar. When he first arrived at the barracks, he was treated with no small amount of indifference. On the battlefield, though, the sword did not discriminate. That he was able to protect himself despite his lack of aptitude was a definite blessing from heaven. However, Jiang Xin Zhi still strived and finally managed to achieve his current position.
[2] Si shu wi jing ( 四书五经 ) – the Four Books are the Great Learning, the Doctrine of the an, the Analects of Confucius, and of ncius. The Five Classics of Confucianism are the Book of Songs, the Book of History, the Classic of Rites, the Book of Changes, and the Spring and Autumn Annals. These are the authoritative texts on Confucianism in ancient China; every son from a rich/ noble family had to know them inside out, and they were part of the set texts for the civil service/ Imperial examination. Read more here.
He rubbed his horse’s head, feeling unexpectedly nervous. At that ti, the decisions to enlist had been due to the temperant of a youth. Thereafter, once on the battlefield, he was no longer his own master. Indeed, he had not returned to the capital city in the past five years. On thinking about it now, placing Jiang Ruan in the exploitative and oppressive environnt of the Jiang family was truly not a good idea. Over the past few years, he had secretly sent people to deliver his letters, written under different nas, to Jiang Ruan, but he had never received a reply. The closer he got to the capital city, the more concerned he grew – in all these years, had Jiang Ruan fared well, or had she t with bitter experiences? After Zhao i’s death, Xia Yan had concealed her hard heart with a smiling face, and Jiang Quan had never liked the siblings. Cut off from all forms of support, would Jiang Ruan have been bullied by other Jiang family mbers? The more he thought about this, the more a peculiar, indescribable, jittery feeling rose up in his heart.
He was lost in thought when the horse by his side lowered its head and nudged his body, its hooves pawing the ground restlessly. Jiang Xin Zhi laughed and said, “Got it, Hei Feng (Black Wind), I’ll take you to drink water.”
There had been no water source along the way, and the water on the ground was contaminated with the decomposing bodies of dead animals, and mud. For fear of falling sick due to drinking the contaminated water, the water they had brought with them had been reserved for the troops and horses in ill health. Hei Feng had been thirsty for a long ti. There was a little stream in the middle of Wulin Road, so Jiang Xin Zhi instructed a soldier nearby, “I’ll take Hei Feng to fetch so water. You get the n to rest here first. I’ll be back shortly.”
The soldier accepted his instructions and left. Jiang Xin Zhi turned and mounted his horse, intimately patting Hei Feng’s neck. “Go.”
Hei Feng snorted and stretched his legs to gallop forward. Although it was easy to lose one’s bearings in the dense forest around Wulin Road, Hei Feng was experienced and knew the way, so Jiang Xin Zhi was not worried.
Hei Feng had only gone a short distance when a winding creek appeared ahead. Because the dense canopy of ebony tree branches had kept off most of the rain, as far as the eye could see, the creek water was crystal clear, pure and limpid, without any contamination from the mud at all. Jiang Xin Zhi was overjoyed, but Hei Feng stopped moving right at that mont.
Jiang Xin Zhi thought his horse was tired, so he patted its head and said, “We’ll be there soon, Hei Feng, just keep going.”
To Jiang Xin Zhi’s complete astonishnt, Hei Feng huffed out a few breaths, picked up its front hooves and set them down again heavily, clearly and unexpectedly refusing to move forward. Hei Feng began fretfully stamping the ground where it stood.
Hei Feng was a warhorse with battlefield experience and was obviously intelligent, so Jiang Xin Zhi beca suspicious. He calmly stoked Hei Feng’s mane, whereupon the horse, on sensing his pacifying touch, gradually quietened down. Jiang Xin Zhi was furrowing his brows in concentration when a ‘swoosh’ broke the quiet of the forest. Jiang Xin Zhi abruptly stretched out his hand and caught the object; it was an arrow, with a red cloth bag tied to it. With great suspicion, Jiang Xin Zhi tore off the bag and opened it – inside was half a piece of amber. He was stunned, and found himself clenching his fists tightly.
When Zhao i was alive, she had had two pieces of amber in half-moon shapes. Each piece was complete on its own, but the two pieces could be put together to form a whole, As it turned out, each piece had a butterfly wing on it, and, when the two pieces were put together, a butterfly could be seen right in the middle of the whole piece, vivid and lifelike. Zhao i had made the amber pieces into two necklaces, one for Jiang Xin Zhi, and one for Jiang Ruan. The amber piece before his eyes was obviously that belonging to Jiang Ruan!
Soone had taken Jiang Ruan’s things. For what purpose, he had no idea, but it had to do with Jiang Ruan.
Jiang Xin Zhi’s hands went up to touch the piece of amber strung around his own neck. With narrowed eyes, he seed to emanate a kind of vicious aura.
At their current location, they were near the other troops and horses which were resting. However, there could be unknown dangers if he ventured further into the forest.
Just then, a rustling sound was heard from within the forest, and he caught a glimpse of a jacket as it flashed past in the depths of the forest, heading even further in.
Jiang Xin Zhi resolutely kicked against Hei Feng’s belly and said, “Go!”
Whether or not there was a conspiracy against him, the other party was using Jiang Ruan to threaten him. He could not remain indifferent, and did not even have the ti to send word to his n. At that mont, Jiang Xin Zhi felt as if he was walking in the midst of a raging inferno, with every fibre of his body itching to burst forth in impetuous action.
Hei Feng felt his fury, and even though it did not want to move forward, it neighed lengthily and charged into the forest.
The terrain in the ebony forest was complicated in the first place, and it was Jiang Xin Zhi’s first ti travelling that route. Unexpectedly, the person in front of him was highly skilled in martial arts, for this small path they were on was craggy and narrow. Hei Feng doggedly followed the trail, and the further they went into the forest, the taller the ebony trees grew. They almost obscured the sky, such that no glimr of light was seen, and the surroundings were pitch-black. There was a montary flash of the figure ahead of them, and then it abruptly vanished.
Hei Feng stopped suddenly. Jiang Xin Zhi sat upright on the horse, unmoving. The forest was unusually silent. He had no idea how far they had travelled from the little creek and his troops’ resting place.
Moreover, the disappearance of the person ahead of him confird that this was indeed a trap.
Who had set the trap, and why?
Jiang Xin Zhi’s expression was serene. The impetuous rage had dissipated, as had his worries. In fact, he was sowhat glad.
Since this was obviously a trap, perhaps Jiang Ruan was safe.
He unhurriedly withdrew the sword at his waist. Once the sword was unsheathed, three chi[3] of cold steel reflected his figure. Murder was in the eyes of this young Deputy General, for, after all, he was one who had experienced the bloodbath of battle.
[3] Chi ( 尺 ) – traditional Chinese unit of length. Depending on the era we’re in, Jiang Xin Zhi’s 3 chi sword asures sowhere from 66 cm to 1 tre (27 inches to 3 feet). More about the chi here. (We will not conjecture as to whether the length of a man’s sword reflects his . . . prowess)
With a ‘swoosh’, Jiang Xin Zhi thrust his sword forward, while simultaneously dropping his body sharply, thus narrowly avoiding the sneak attack from behind. In a flash, he turned his horse around and saw a group of strangers dressed as imperial bodyguards.
Five n in total.
He made Hei Feng take a few steps back before asking, “Who sent you?”
“Young Master Jiang, be sensible. Why don’t you surrender your life to us, and let the five of us return to report the accomplishnt of our mission?” one of them said.
Jiang Xin Zhi laughed grimly and said, “I care not about life or death!” So saying, he leapt off his horse in a sudden movent and aid his sword at the frontmost stranger.
The stranger did his best to evade the blow but was unable to do so in ti, so Jiang Xin Zhi’s sword slashed his arm. They had clearly not expected that his swordsmanship would be so refined. The strangers exchanged glances and, without another word, sward around Jiang Xin Zhi to comnce the battle.
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