Chapter 407: The Youth
âWhat?â Huang Zhen didnât react for a moment.
âThis month⌠my âthatâ didnât come.â
âWhat âthatâ? Speak clearly.â Suddenly, Huang Zhen was startled. âYour period didnât come?â You Xiu nodded shyly. Huang Zhen was no naive young man, and he also had some medical knowledge. He knew what this meant. âHow long has it been?â
âItâs about ten days late.â
âThatâs nothing. Itâs common for women to have irregular periods. Perhaps youâve been too busy with work recently, or youâve eaten something cold.â
âMine is usually very regular.â
Huang Zhen checked her pulse and indeed found signs of pregnancy. He was at a loss for what to do. To think that on the eve of a life-and-death parting, such a thing would happen!
Huang Zhen was at his witâs end. He had been married twice when he was in Huashan, but both wives had died of illness, and he had no children. He had thought he was destined to be childless and would grow old alone, so he had given up on the idea of remarrying. He never expected to find a haven of tenderness in this dragonâs den and tigerâs lair, and now to receive such joyful news.
In ordinary times, this would have been a great joy. But tomorrow, he was to meet the heroes escaping from Dongmen Market and flee with them into the Li territories, trying to leave Hainan Island. Although someone was supposed to be there to meet them, it was likely a life-or-death situation, and it was uncertain if they could escape successfully.
Seeing his grave expression and his face changing from one emotion to another, with no sign of joy but rather a hint of embarrassment and difficulty, You Xiu burst into tears.
âYou heartless man, are you disgusted with me and this child?â She was suddenly startled. âYou must have a wife and children back home! Youâve deceived me so cruelly!â With that, she began to wail.
Huang Zhen was helpless. This is truly a âfatal attraction,â he thought. So be it. Although his fate was uncertain from tomorrow onwards, if he could leave behind a son or daughter, it would at least be a continuation of the Huang family line.
At this thought, he comforted her warmly. âHow could I be disgusted? Iâm a widower with no children. Itâs just that I run this pharmacy on my own, and now I have to support you and your childâŚâ
âWhy would I need you to support me?â You Xiu heard his words and couldnât help but smile through her tears. âBrother Huang, donât worry. I know you are a trustworthy man, but in this world, a proper title is the most important thingâŚâ
Huang Zhen smiled bitterly to himself. He hadnât expected You Xiu to use this opportunity to force a marriage. He thought that everything he said today was a lie, but he could only say, âYou can rest assured about that. I will give you a proper title.â
âI knew you were the most reliable person.â You Xiu was filled with joy and snuggled into his arms. âItâs late. Tonight, let this servant serve you in a different wayâŚâ
As they were entangled in bed, a team of Japanese Security Army soldiers quietly entered Nanbao Town. The final arrest was about to begin.
The eastern sky was just beginning to show a hint of dawn when Zhuo Yifan and Sima Qiudao finally reached a small hill near Nanbao.
Although Zhuo Yifan was able to walk with the help of the Aussieâs medicine and showed no signs of a fever, he had lost a lot of blood and was weak and exhausted. They had walked and stopped all along the way. They had originally thought they could reach Nanbao by midnight and meet up with Huang Zhen and the others. Unexpectedly, they only managed to get here at cockcrow.
Seeing that it was almost dawn, it would be very dangerous to enter the town rashly. They hid in the woods on a small hill, not far from the town. There were a few houses at the foot of the hill. The two of them went deep into the woods and, seeing no one around, sat down under a tree to rest.
âBrother Zhuo, we should be out of it. There are no pursuers behind us. You rest well. After dawn, Iâll go into the town to find Huang Zhen and the others. Weâll find a way to escape together!â
Zhuo Yifan had been running all night and was extremely exhausted, almost unable to speak. Sima Qiudao changed his dressing and gave him medicine again, and also gave him some dry rations to eat. Fortunately, he had replenished his water supply along the way, so he didnât have to risk going out to find water now.
Sima Qiudao let Zhuo Yifan lie down to rest. He had been carrying Zhuo Yifan all the way and was very tired. Besides, it was still too early. He leaned against a tree and dozed off.
In a daze, he seemed to hear a rustling sound. No! Someone is here! He immediately sat up, gripping his knife. He looked up and saw a small, thin figure flash past about ten steps away.
Sima Qiudao was horrified. All his sleepiness vanished in an instant. He leaped up, a short sword already in his hand, and lunged in the direction the figure had disappeared!
Sima Qiudao was extremely fast. With a single leap, he had already pinned the person in front of him to the ground, the short sword at his throat.
Looking closely, he saw it was a boy of about ten, with an âAussie haircut,â wearing a blue front-buttoning short jacket. His trouser legs were covered in mud, and he was barefoot, with a pair of straw-rope sandals hanging around his neck. He also had a canvas satchel. Besides a crumpled student ID card, he had nothing on him.
âWho are you? What are you doing here?â Sima Qiudao asked in a low voice.
The boy saw the man before him with his hair cut in a ragged mess, his clothes covered in mud, and a knife in his hand. He was terrified and stammered, âGathering some herbs before schoolâto sell in town on the wayâŚâ
Sima Qiudao saw that there were indeed some herbs in the small bamboo basket next to him. He asked, âAre you from Nanbao Town? How far is it from here to the town?â
The boy trembled and said, âI⌠I donât live in the town. I live in the village at the foot of this hill. Itâs less than a kilometer from here to the townâŚâ
âSchoolâwhere do you go to school?â
âNanbao Primary School⌠it just opened recently. My family is poor, so I couldnât afford to go to school before. Later, a chief came and said that primary school is free, and they give you a meal and a set of clothes.â He pleaded, âMy family is poor, we have no moneyâŚâ
At this moment, Zhuo Yifan also woke up. Seeing the situation, he came over and said, âLittle brother, donât be afraid. We are not bad people. We donât want your money.â He opened the satchel. Inside, besides a piece of sweet potato wrapped in a banana leaf, were books and stationery: a few âAussie-styleâ bound books, notebooks, pencils, and the like. They were all made of fine white paper, beautifully printed and bound. It was hard to imagine that a student who looked like a mud monkey could use such things.
Sima Qiudao released his hand and gestured with the short sword in front of him. âYou sit still and donât move or speak, and your life will be spared!â
The boy was so scared he was trembling like a leaf in the wind. He couldnât speak, only nodding repeatedly.
Zhuo Yifan said in a low voice, âFind out whatâs going on in Nanbao now.â
âI know,â Sima Qiudao said in a low voice. He turned his head and asked, âLet me ask you, has anything unusual happened in the town recently?â
âUnusual?â the boy said blankly. âNothing⌠itâs about the same as usualâŚâ
âHave many soldiers and officials come?â
âOfficials?â The boy hesitated for a moment, then suddenly understood. âYou mean the police? No, I havenât seen many police come recently.â
âThe Aussies, um, the chiefs, have they closed any shops or arrested anyone?â
The boy shook his head. âI havenât heard anything about thatâŚâ
Sima Qiudao brandished the short sword in his hand and threatened, âIf you lie to me, Iâll take your life immediately!â
âI wouldnât dare, I wouldnât dare,â the boy shook his head repeatedly.
Sima Qiudao asked a few more questions and roughly learned that everything was normal in Nanbao. He thought that the Huang Family Apothecary was safe and that Huang Zhen and the others were fine. He felt much more at ease.
âThe apothecary is fine. Iâll go into town now to contact Old Huang. Youâre injured, so you rest here. As for this childââ Sima Qiudaoâs eyes glinted menacingly. He raised his short sword, preparing to silence him.
Zhuo Yifan said in a low voice, âBrother Sima, you mustnât!â
âIf we donât kill him, what if he goes to report us?â
âBrother Huang, you and I are from famous and righteous sects. We came to Lingao to save the common people. How can we kill the innocent and disgrace our sects? If we do that, wouldnât we be no different from the Aussies? Besides, heâs just a child!â
âButââ
âWe wonât let him go either. Weâll tie him up and leave him here so he canât report us. In a day or two, after weâre gone, it wonât matter if someone rescues him.â
âAlright.â Sima Qiudao found it troublesome, but what Zhuo Yifan said made some sense. He said, âThen you rest here. Iâll tie him up securely and then go to town.â
He then used the satchel strap to tie the boyâs hands behind his back, tidied himself up a bit, and went down the hill towards Nanbao.
Seeing the boyâs terrified state, Zhuo Yifan comforted him, âYou can rest assured. We wonât harm you.â
The boy nodded vigorously.
Zhuo Yifan leaned against a tree and slowly sat down, holding the short sword in his hand. He was bored and asked, âWhat does your family do?â
âFarming. We used to be tenants of Master Zhouâs few acres of land. Now weâre long-term laborers for the farmâŚâ
âSo youâre from a good family.â Zhuo Yifan saw that his features were regular and he spoke clearly, not like an ignorant country bumpkin. He felt like talking to him. âSince youâre studying, why donât you find a private school and study the Four Books and Five Classics, instead of reading the Aussieâs evil books?â
The boy didnât understand. âMy family canât afford the tuition. Weâre very poor, we donât even have enough to eat. If it werenât for the chief saying they provide a meal, my family wouldnât have let me go to schoolâŚâ
Just for a meal. Zhuo Yifan felt a pang of disappointment. He had originally just wanted to pass the time, but now he had the idea of guiding him onto the right path. He said, âDo you know that the books youâre reading in the Aussieâs school are not the teachings of the sages, but all Australian heresies? Whatâs the use of reading them? It would be better to be illiterate.â
âHeresies?â The boy clearly didnât understand the word. He said timidly, âThe chiefâs school teaches literacy, arithmetic, and the like.â
âThey say itâs literacy, but they teach simplified characters, not the proper characters. If you were to take the imperial examinations, youâd probably be thrown out by the examiner immediatelyâŚâ Zhuo Yifan felt a dull ache in his wound. âAs for that arithmetic, the imperial examinations donât test it. Since your family is not in business, whatâs the use of learning it? Even if you canât afford to study, itâs better to be an honest farmer. Even if youâre illiterate, you are still the foundation of the court. Why bother with the Aussieâs muddy waters just to learn a few charactersâŚâ