"Eat..."
Zhao Zimu extended the bun in his hand to the brother and sister who were huddled at the base of the wall, maybe it was or maybe not, two little beggars, one man and one woman.
The clothes on their bodies were pitifully tattered, like the rags used by servants in the Chitose House, and they were so tattered that they could not be seen as they were.
The two of them seemed to be eight or nine years old. They were all dirty and skinny. They didn't dare to pick up the steamed buns when someone handed them over. They only stared at the two bright white buns with a pair of dark and eager eyes. But when their eyes saw that the bun was handed to them by an official in brocade clothes, their eyes froze, and they even hugged each other even tighter, exuding an air of alertness involuntarily.
Because they don't know whether the charity of the person in front of them is malicious.
Zhao Zimu didn't wait for them to change their minds, put the buns aside and turned away without making too many stops, because it was useless.
He took Lin Qing's hand and walked towards the two horses. Zhang Xin had already stopped and waited for them, but his hand was grasped by Lin Qing, who stared at her with narrow eyebrows and said, "You are pitying them. ?"
Zhao Zimu didn't say anything, just looked at him calmly. Lin Qing hated this kind of pity, and hated her kindness even more. If she could feel intolerable to two unrelated people, would she still be? Show this mercy to more people? Does she care about them, but if she cares about so many people, does she still have a place for him in her heart? Where will she put him
Lin Qing controlled himself not to think about it, because he also knew that sometimes he was too uneasy in front of her, and these uneasy feelings might be ridiculous to him or her, but he couldn't help but keep his eyes tightly closed. stared at her.
Zhao Zimu looked at him with a nervous expression and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"
Lin Qing pursed his lips and said silently, "How much is your compassion worth? What's the point of doing this?"
How far can your compassionate heart make you pay for one thing? How much can you help the two little beggars just now by treating them like this
Zhao Zimu looked at him and pondered for a while, then reached out and touched his face before smiling helplessly: "Didn't I tell you, I'm a selfish person, everything a selfish person does is It's for myself. I don't deny my compassion, sometimes it's flooded, for the so-called poor people inexplicably, but everything I do is for myself."
Looking at Lin Qing's puzzled expression, Zhao Zimu pointed at the wild geese flying in the sky and said, "Everyone has compassion and I have it, and this kind of compassion often drives people to be kind. will be uneasy.
But people are often unable to achieve the goals required by this kind of compassion, so they often look for all the excuses to make themselves feel at ease, to comfort themselves that they have achieved their goals. I will find an excuse for this kind of compassion to reassure myself. Just like people shooting animals, it is obviously a kind of killing behavior, but he has found a satisfying excuse for this behavior, and this excuse is just to make himself feel at ease, but killing is killing, no matter what excuses you find Nothing can change its essence.
Although I gave the two little beggars a few buns out of pity, I didn't really help them. After the meal, whether they should beg or beg is precarious or precarious, and there is no real Helping them satisfies my own compassion, so I am not as great as you say, not to mention…”
Zhao Zimu sighed and said, "It's not them that I pity, it's the northwest that was devastated by the Huns."
What's the point of giving two little beggars a few buns.
Lin Qing was stunned for a while, so, does she mean that this is still a kind of selfishness in essence
"Then you are now uneasy because of the situation in the entire northwest?"
Zhao Zimu wrapped his arms around his waist imperceptibly, and said in a low voice, "Don't you like it?"
Lin Qing clenched his fists in the dark, his cold and feminine eyebrows flashed a hint of depression, and said in a low voice, "I won't stop you if you want to do anything, as long as you like it, but..."
Zhao Zimu looked at him suspiciously, but what? Lin Qing's gloomy voice was like a blade cutting through the ice, with a hard and sharp breath: "Except for yourself, your life must be mine!"
Your most important person besides yourself must be me!
Apart from you, my place in your heart must be the first!
Lin Qing's love is paranoid and humble, and he can't even hide his weakness.
Zhao Zimu took his hand, looked at him with a calm and cool water, and said, "Okay."
What he asked, she would never refuse, before, now and in the future.
It didn't take long for the group to arrive at Yanping Pass, and General Pingxi personally welcomed them into the city gate.
Chen Jin and Chen Jing's father and son are naturally happy to meet each other, not to mention that he also brought 50,000 soldiers and horses, which is a good thing for the entire Northwest, but for Lin Qing's arrival, everyone's heart will naturally not be as good as Situ Yuanxiao He Chen Jing welcomed him like that.
Chen Jin seems to be around 60 years old. His entire life was filled with vicissitudes and iron blood. Now this general, who has lived for a year, is like all old people, his face and hands are covered with Wrinkles like old tree bark, gray hair, showing his old age everywhere, and only the murderous aura that appeared from his eyes from time to time, can prove that this is still a general who can lead the army.
Although they didn't know their attitude towards Situ Yuanxiao when he arrived, it could be seen from the soldiers' enthusiasm towards Chen Jing and their indifference towards Lin Qing that they did not welcome Lin Qing as a supervisor, but they were afraid of him.
Warriors are not like those sanctimonious civil servants who are good at disguising themselves with hypocritical and gorgeous coats, and any emotions in their hearts will show on their faces.
There is not too much care, because if he even cares about these, he would have died in the saliva of the civil servants in the capital. Lin Qing and a group of them entered Yanping City to discuss how to deal with the current situation.
Taking advantage of the unpreparedness of Daliang, the Huns captured Shachengwei and Lichengwei and occupied the two cities of Shali. Now what they have to consider is not to defend against another attack by the Huns, but how to recapture these two cities!
In fact, this is easy to say, but difficult to say. The Huns are good at attacking cities but not good at defending them. What they rely on is only the advantage of cavalry. The Huns who left the prairie lost this advantage, and now Yanping soldiers There are many generals, and because the 100,000 elite soldiers are at the peak of morale, everyone discussed that they should attack Licheng first, and then start the war the next day!
After everyone discussed it, they all turned their attention to Lin Qing, with complex emotions such as being wary, worrying and disdain in their eyes. To put it bluntly, no one had a good impression of him, and they were even more afraid that he would disrupt their battle.
General Pingxi looked at Lin Qing and said, "What do you think of Chitose?"
Chen Jin's eyes are steady and calm. Years of fighting on the battlefield have brought a sharp and heavy pressure on his body all the time.
However, Lin Qing is not an ordinary person after all, because he has long been accustomed to the emperor's aura on Emperor Jing Hui, so he has no pressure when facing the oppression of this general on the battlefield.
Knowing what they meant, Lin Qing just rolled his eyelids and said with a half-smile, "I don't understand leading troops to fight, this Chitose is only responsible for seeing if you have done your best for His Majesty, so the general will decide this matter. Alright, but Ben Chitose can say the ugly things ahead, if Ben Chitose finds out that someone dares to disappoint His Majesty, then Ben Chitose will handle it fairly."
After turning over the words, he retreated and fought again, but the implied oppression and threat made all the officers and soldiers present shudder, and their expressions changed, and Situ Yuanxiao even snorted.
However, it is good that Lin Qing has no objection. As long as Lin Qing does not cause trouble when they use troops, Chen Jin can tolerate him.
Nodding his head, General Pingxi cupped his hands and said to Lin Qing with a fist, "Chen Jin is very grateful for Qiansui being so reasonable. All my soldiers must drive away the Xiongnu for His Majesty and take back Licheng and Shacheng!"
"Don't give up!" All the soldiers responded together.
At night, Lin Qing and his party stayed at the post house in the city. There was no way. Lin Qing was not a popular person. Although Chen Jin did not embarrass Lin Qing, he would not deliberately flatter him. When the officers came to a place, if they didn't live in the other courtyard of the local government office, then they lived in the postmaster specially set up for them in the city, and Lin Qing chose the postmaster.
It stands to reason that the conditions of the Fuya Bieyuan are naturally better than the conditions of the post house. Lin Qinghui chose to do so, and he naturally responded to someone's request.
At the time of Xu, in the brightly lit inn in Yanping City, Zhao Zimu stood in the small courtyard where they lived, as if waiting for someone.
It didn't take long for a few figures to appear outside the station, dressed in casual clothes and not conspicuous. After the people entered, they ran directly to the yard where Zhao Zimu was. Soon Zhao Zimu waited until she was about to wait. people.
"Master!" Ye Yiqiu brought a few people to bow down to her and said excitedly. Although this meeting was much shorter than before, Ye Yiqiu still couldn't hide every time he saw Zhao Zimu. excitement, because to him this man was his faith.
They hadn't seen each other for more than half a year. Seeing Ye Yiqiu again, Ye Yiqiu had matured a lot, with a faint sense of vicissitudes in his body, and his eyes were a little more determined and calm.
Looking at the young man with sword brows and stars in front of him, Zhao Zimu suddenly felt as if from another world, because she had not seen them at this time before, but now she has.
The eyes became more complicated, Zhao Zimu's lips curled into a smile, and he swallowed some words that seemed too old in his mouth. Zhao Zimu just nodded lightly to the person in front of him.
The past life has been a different life for her, and in this life, she will live well and not repeat the mistakes of the past life.