When Luo Weiran walked out of Chang'an City, he felt that his soul was gone. He didn't dare to look back at the towering and majestic city, he didn't dare to look at the flying fish robes that were delivered to the gate of the city behind him, he didn't even dare to look at the people passing by.
When he was studying art on the mountain, he felt that he should practice like his master every day, understand the truth, watch the sun, moon and stars, and smell the fragrance of birds and flowers. In this way, day after day, year after year, it goes on, light and comfortable. After practicing in the morning, under the green trees outside the mountain house, boil a pot of tea and eat a few sunflower seeds, accompanied by the clouds rising and disappearing in the mountains, it must be an indescribable ease. Quiet and natural, at that time he felt that this was the closest state to the way of heaven.
But more than ten years ago, the second brother Xiang Qingzheng sent him to the most cruel and cold place in the world with a few words. He went from trembling and cautious at the beginning to wandering in the courtyard after the clouds and rain. Ten years passed by in a hurry. It was only after a second thought that I realized that I was not a person who could endure loneliness at all. Those elegant days in the mountains and forests were nothing but self-deception.
Otherwise, why would you be so invested
It is because of devotion that I feel such pain in my heart when I lose it.
I have guarded the Ouchi Guard Office for more than ten years, and I have guarded the belief for more than ten years.
Once dissipated, without a trace.
If he can cry, maybe he doesn't mind crying.
The little eunuch Mu San looked at him, his face was as ugly as his. The hateful and angry eyes of those flying fish robes were all staring at him, as if the one who drove away Luo Weiran was not the supreme being sitting on the dragon chair but him, the little eunuch like an ant. Mu San felt bitter in his mouth, as if something was stuck in his throat, unable to cough or swallow.
He touched the iron box hidden in his wide cuff, and bent his waist involuntarily.
The box is in the cuff, the mountain is in his back.
He used to think that even if he was already an incomplete person, a despicable eunuch in the eyes of others, he could still earn a prosperous and bright future by fighting hard. Just like Wu Peisheng back then, Su Buwei now. He wanted to wear such gorgeous brocade clothes and stand beside the emperor. Even if you are also bending over, you must be tall and straight in your heart, right
But now, the thing in his cuff is a knife.
He didn't know what kind of knife the emperor made, and he didn't know whose chest the knife was aimed at, but he knew that if one was not careful, the first blow of the knife would stab into his heart.
"Master Luo..."
Mu San couldn't change his words for a while, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong. He took a few steps to catch up with Luo Weiran, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you don't need to think too much. It may not be a bad thing for Your Majesty to let you go out of the city."
"What's the meaning?"
Luo Weiran's body trembled violently, he stopped and looked at Mu San.
Mu San lowered his head and said in a low voice: "My lord, you just need to keep in mind that His Majesty's arrangement has some deep meaning."
"Speak clearly!"
"The servant can't tell. The servant has to go!"
Mu San sighed, looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, jumped on the horse's back, and whipped it hard with the whip. The horse suffered from pain, neighed, and then spread its hooves and rushed forward. Seeing him leave suddenly, Luo Weiran's heart tightened, and she stood there in silence for a long time.
Until Mu San's figure had disappeared, Luo Weiran's expression suddenly changed.
"I see!"
He murmured and strode away.
The flying fish robes gathered behind him shouted loudly wishing the commander a good journey, their voices were deafening. Luo Weiran still didn't look back, his footsteps widened, his body gradually straightened, and he disappeared at the end of the official road after a while. Those flying fish robes stood outside the city gate and did not disperse for a long time.
Ten miles outside Yongzhou City
A group of three people on the official road is particularly eye-catching. Walking in front is a little Taoist boy carrying a heavy burden. The burden seems to be so heavy that it bends the pole. Followed by a small Taoist boy, walking more strenuously than his companions who were carrying the burden, he had to pant heavily and sweat profusely with every step he took. The reason for this is that he is carrying a fat man on his back... a fat man who is fat but not ugly but looks very handsome.
"Can't you go faster?"
The fat man said in dissatisfaction: "Why are you so clumsy? Look at Xiaojun who is still walking like flying with such a heavy load, and look at you, but you can't catch up with him! You don't feel ashamed, I feel ashamed for you, How can a person not have a competitive heart? What is the difference between a man without a competitive heart and a salted fish?"
"Master... master... please show mercy, can you let me carry the burden?"
"Pooh!"
The fat man said with a serious face: "I asked you to carry me because I want to exercise you. There was a guy named Fang Jie who was full of bullshit once told me something that was barely reasonable. This is what he said. Among the many words, there are not many that are reasonable. Let me think about how to say it... The sky will send a great mission to the people, and they must first suffer from their hearts, muscles and bones, and starve their bodies... I think you are still You're a good man, you idiot, you've wasted all my hard work."
"Thank you... Teacher Xie, but I really can't hold on anymore."
The Taoist boy named Xiaomei almost fell down, and he didn't know whether the fat man felt compassionate or was afraid that Xiaomei would fall and fall himself. He jumped off from Xiaomei's back, straightened his clothes, looked up at Dacheng where the outline could already be seen, and smiled: "Bitch, I'm coming!"
At this moment, a young man in brocade clothes led a group of armored cavalry roaring past them. The group of soldiers looked extremely sturdy and burly, with a cold aura. And the young master who was the leader was tall and slender, with a rather handsome face. Riding on a tall horse looked chic, he frowned slightly as he looked back at the three Taoists.
He looked at the fat Taoist, and the fat Taoist also looked at him.
The young man's face was as pale as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, without a trace of blood. But there was a cold killing intent in his eyes that seemed to rush out at any time, like a poisonous snake.
It was at this moment that the fat Taoist was shocked.
There was a throbbing pain on his forehead, as if something was about to come out.
His heartbeat almost stopped, and his face turned pale instantly.
"Before leaving Chang'an City, Master said to plant a Dao Heart in me... I never knew what a Dao Heart is, and now I know..."
He stopped, glanced at the big city in front of him, and then suddenly turned around: "Let's go, we won't go into the city anymore."
"Why?"
Xiao Mei asked, panting heavily.
"There are monsters in the city, I can't beat them."
The fat Taoist sighed: "I'll come back when I can beat it."
"Headmaster, you just said how can a man not have a competitive heart? What is the difference between not competitive and salty fish? Even if you can't beat you, you still have to try..."
"come here!"
"what… "
"I will teach you the magical skill of slapping your face with a big mouth and sealing your mouth!"
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Huang Yangdao
Zhicheng Huiyang
Outside the west gate of Huiyang City is the newly built Minyong Camp, which occupies a five-mile radius. The civil brave team was established by Yang Yanye, the governor of Huangyang Road. In order to prevent the rebels on the north bank of the Huangniu River, he gave almost everything he had. Everything that could be produced in the treasury was taken out, and it took two years to train these 18,000 civilian warriors to become qualified fighters.
The scale of 18,000 people is already the limit of Huangyangdao's current ability to raise troops, plus the 30,000 county soldiers mobilized from various places in Huangyangdao, it is the main force of the entire Huangyangdao defense line. Although the number is much lower than that of the rebels on the north bank of the river, relying on the morale that the homeland behind them cannot retreat an inch, they did not lose the wind in many confrontations with the rebels.
Yang Yanye is proud of having formed such a team, but now, this team has become a mountain in his heart.
These Minyong County soldiers are all good.
They are all men born and raised in Hwangyang-do. There are their families, friends, and folks on this land. They took up arms and stood on the south bank of the Huangniu River to confront the rebels. Their purpose is different from that of the Minyong gathered in Gyeonggi-do. . Minyong in Gyeonggi-do has a heart of meritorious service, and he is fighting for his future. As for the brave soldiers of Huangyang Road, they have only one purpose in picking up weapons.
Stand on the banks of the river and protect the homes behind you.
Once they can't stop the rebels, the beautiful homeland that raised them will be destroyed. They all know the situation on the north side of the Huangniu River. Wherever the rebels pass by, it is like locusts crossing the border. Young and strong men were looted and taken away, and young women were not spared... As for money and food, if the rebels went to a place, if this place suffered a natural disaster, where would there be any money and food
Knowing this, Huang Yangdao's Minyong soldiers stood by the river bank without retreating an inch.
But now, it is not the rebels on the north bank of the river who are about to drive them away, but the reinforcements they were looking forward to before the stars and the moon, the left front guard of the Sui Dynasty.
Yang Yanye, governor of Huangyang Road, walked in the camp with a few entourages, walking very slowly and heavily. Those county soldiers and civilians who were still maintaining their training saluted him when they saw him, with sincere respect in their eyes. Although at least 200 Minyong were forced to death by the left vanguard due to the governor's tolerance for the left vanguard these days, they all know that the governor has nothing to do.
In front of the hundreds of thousands of troops in the left front, the seemingly glamorous and glorious position of governor is actually as light as a grain of sand.
"My lord... Are you really going to disband Minyong?"
An official asked in a sad tone.
Looking at those county soldiers and civilians bravely, he felt as uncomfortable as being cut by a knife.
"There is no other way..."
Yang Yanye's heart was more bitter than anyone else's.
"People from the left front guard come to urge grain every day. I have already reached out to those rich households three times. Get up, you can all see how ugly their faces are... But if you don't give food to the left front guard, Luo Yao's people will be even more presumptuous."
"I summoned these Minyongs. Now that they are disbanded, I feel more pain in my heart than anyone else."
Yang Yanye sighed: "But it is true that there is no food and grass. I can't let these people who are willing to follow me end up starving to death here. Let them go home. They should farm and do business. At least food and clothing Worry free…”
"But, don't you think that Luo Yao's purpose is to force you to disband Minyong?"
Lei Wu, the governor of Huiyang County, said eagerly: "Luo Yao's purpose is not to attack the rebels at all. The left front guard has been here for nearly a month, but they have not seen them mobilizing troops against the rebels every day. It has been so long, except for the capital. The imperial envoy who came here dared to take his own soldiers across the river to fight with the rebels with real knives and guns. Who else in the left avant-garde thought of going to war? Judging by his humble position, that fellow Luo Yao was simply rebellious ! His purpose is to occupy us Huang Yangdao!"
"No nonsense!"
Yang Yanye's complexion changed: "If you say such a thing, you must never say it again."
"grown ups!"
Li Huaili, governor of Huiyang County, persuaded: "We can't disband Minyong. Once Minyong is disbanded, Luo Yao will become even more unscrupulous. What he cares about now is only the tens of thousands of soldiers in our hands."
"If you don't disband... where do you get the food?"
Yang Yanye said with a painful face: "Could it be possible to watch them all starve to death?"
"There is always a way!"
Juncheng Lei Wudao: "Wait a few more days... There is still some food in the humble family, and I am willing to donate it. My colleagues are also willing to think about it."
At this moment, a soldier quickly ran over and whispered something in Lei Wu's ear. Lei Wu's expression changed, he hesitated for a while, then walked to Yang Yanye and whispered: "Fang Jie is waiting at the Wanhe Building in the city." Looking at you, see you or not?"
"See!"
Yang Yanye was silent for a while and said: "Among the Left Front Guards, the only one who does not have the same heart with Luo Yao is this person... Maybe the solution lies in this person. Since His Majesty appointed him as an imperial envoy, no matter how young this person is It shows that His Majesty trusts him. It is expected that he wants to see me at this time because of this."