Luo Xuan looked at the mottled vines on the wall in a trance, and said casually: "Fenglin Village was destroyed during the first Ying-dai war."
Jiang Heng whispered, "Are your parents also dead?"
Luo Xuan replied: "My mother was ill, and my father went to hire a doctor for her, but she never came back. I heard that she was arrested by the army for hard labor. My mother waited for three days, her forehead was burning hot, and she died of illness, right there. a bed."
Jiang Heng turned his head and saw a broken couch in the corner.
Luo Xuan said in a trance: "The rest of me and my brother are dependent on each other."
Jiang Heng said, "Do you have a younger brother?"
Luo Xuan replied, "His name is Luo Cheng. He is six years younger than me, and about the same age as you. Back then, he was only so tall."
Jiang Heng didn't speak, only Luo Xuanman made a gesture casually.
Jiang Heng asked, "What happened later?"
He thought that maybe he shouldn't ask, but Luo Xuan didn't care, as if he just wanted to recall some past events. As for who was listening, it didn't matter to him.
"Later, Ying Jun came," Luo Xuan's voice seemed to be caught in a dream, "A lot of people in the village were killed, some people robbed everywhere, and they killed anyone they encountered... To protect him, I released him. In the cellar behind the house, there is enough water and food to feed him for a month."
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Jiang Heng: "…"
Luo Xuan glanced at Jiang Heng, and said, "Then, the young people in the village gathered and prepared to kill the Ying army that night. At the worst, they also killed a few people and led them away. But someone betrayed us, and I was also arrested. caught."
Jiang Heng looked at Luo Xuan's left hand, Luo Xuan raised his hand, looked at the scales on his hand, and said, "I was only fourteen that year, and I haven't yet entered the school."
Jiang Heng said, "What about later?"
Luo Xuan replied: "I served as a laborer for the Ying Army, and life was better than death. After a full year, I finally found a chance to escape and came back. When I got home, I saw that the wall behind the house had collapsed and was pressed against the door of the cellar. Those bricks , The stone is like a tomb built up. Cheng'er has been locked up in it for a year, and she must have starved to death long ago."
Jiang Heng did not speak, and the room was dead silent.
Luo Xuan said indifferently: "I didn't open the cellar door, just let it be like that. Then, I squatted in the village, waiting for the passing army to come and kill one. If there are too many, I will be in the well water. After poisoning and killing hundreds of people, I was arrested. They wanted to take me to Jiangzhou City, Yingdu, to flay and show the public. I happened to meet the senior brother on the way, and the senior brother rescued me and took me back to Cang Shan, take Mrs. as a teacher."
"The rain has stopped," Luo Xuan glanced outside and said, "Let's go."
Jiang Heng got up on crutches and walked out slowly.
Luo Xuan mentioned the burden of Geng Shu's life and carried it for Jiang Heng.
"Elder brother was called 'Gongzizhou' when he was alive," Luo Xuan said, "is the queen of the royal family of the Ying Kingdom."
Jiang Heng said, "Why did he come to Mr.
"I don't know," Luo Xuan replied, "he didn't tell me. But he said, if you feel unwilling, start from scratch, throw away all my past, but don't forget the past. After joining the teacher's door, I decided to start from scratch. Learn to poison and poison them all."
Luo Xuan was in front, walking through the maple forest, Jiang Heng leaned on a cane, followed behind him, and embarked on the road back to the mountain.
Jiang Heng turned his head and glanced at Fenglin Village from a distance. A gust of wind blew and maple leaves filled the sky.
"Sir is about to leave," Luo Xuan turned his head slightly and looked at Jiang Heng with pity, "He wants to see you, and he has something to say."
Jiang Heng nodded.
Mr. Ghost sat on the boulder facing the mountains and the long sea. When he saw Jiang Heng returning, he smiled and nodded to him.
"Jiang Heng, you are back." Mr. Ghost said.
Jiang Heng suddenly felt that Mr. Ghost seemed to have changed in a special way compared to before the retreat, but he couldn't tell where.
"The younger generation is thanking Mr. Gui for his great kindness and virtue." Jiang Heng wanted to kneel again, but Mr. Ghost said, "No thanks, Jiang Heng, I have a few words that I want to ask you."
Jiang Heng looked at Mr. Ghost, as if he understood something.
Luo Xuan sat at the end of the corridor, Songhua walked along the corridor barefoot in the autumn wind.
"Is this finally going to work?" Luo Xuan said with an obvious hostility.
Songhua replied: "Mr. Ghost wants you to accompany him and help him get out as soon as possible, but he doesn't let you use such methods. What if he can't think of it and seeks short-sightedness?"
Luo Xuan said: "Then we have to look at each person's creation. You are annoying, you talk about your destiny and destiny every day, you should have understood that those who deserve to die will eventually die; those who don't deserve to die will not die. Yes. If he dies, wouldn't that slap yourself in the face?"
Song Hua looked at Luo Xuan, Luo Xuan raised his head, and watched the autumn wind blow up the maple leaves and fly past.
on the high platform.
"The Black Sword is your father's magic weapon," said Mr. Ghost. "When he was alive, some people called him the number one assassin of the ages. Do you think he did the right thing?"
Jiang Heng learned about his father's past from Geng Shu, and even Xiang Zhou's occasional rhetoric made him guess that what his father Geng Yuan did at the time was an earth-shattering event. The qin sounded all over the world, the mountains and rivers were turbulent, and the four kingdoms and Yong formed a bloody feud overnight.
But it is precisely because of this that a war involving the power of the Central Plains was resolved.
"I don't know," Jiang Heng said, a little confused, "maybe."
"Since your brother has passed away," said Mr. Ghost, "so, you are the only heir of the Black Sword. Do you look forward to one day, holding this sword, to do your father's unfulfilled wish?"
"What is his wish?" Jiang Heng said sadly, "I have never seen him since I was born."
He said so, but Jiang Heng knew in his heart that even if he had never met his father, he had experienced the thrilling days from Xundong to Luoyang, and then to Cangshan. broken…
... The death of his mother, the death of Geng Shu, and even Xiang Zhou were buried in this troubled world.
Jiang Heng said: "As my king said at the last moment, maybe one day, someone can end this world of great contention."
"That's right," said Mr. Ghost, "Heaven, Earth and Divine State have their fates, whether they are divided or combined, they are all in the number of fates. For thousands of years, Haige has only been looking for people who should be robbed. Think about it, Jiang Heng. At the last moment of Ji Xun's death, it is your mission to entrust the golden seal to you."
Jiang Heng raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Ghost, Mr. Ghost said: "If you want to go back to the land of Shenzhou, you should enter the game with your destiny, the people will be your chess pieces, and the five kingdoms will be your chessboard, if you make up your mind …”
"Master!"
Jiang Heng put down his cane, and without hesitation, knelt down towards Mr. Ghost. Mr. Ghost turned slightly and said, "Since Xiangzhou left, I have made an oath that I will no longer accept disciples. Your master should be someone else."
Luo Xuan looked at Mr. Ghost and remained silent.
Thousands of miles away, in front of Yubi Pass.
The Yong Kingdom was not without gain in the capital, at least it captured nearly 120,000 prisoners of war.
These 120,000 people are enough to solve the urgent problem of the shortage of people in Luoyan City. Outside the Yongguo Jianguoguan, for more than a hundred years, the folk customs are sturdy, the men are strong, and the women are hearty. But the land in Saibei is too barren. There are nearly five months of winter in a year. In addition to the Yong people, there are still many nomadic tribes who intermarry each other.
It is not easy for a newborn to survive in this harsh and severe weather. Fortunately, as long as you get through it, you will grow into a human being and take charge of yourself.
The most pressing problem facing the royal juice clan is that they need people.
There must be people before farming, hunting, military service, farmland and water conservancy. The four southern countries have always blocked the Yubi Pass, strictly prohibiting the movement of any population.
People are firewood, and they are used to burn it. If there are no people in a country, nothing can be accomplished without firewood.
The prisoners of war brought back from this entry, whether civilians or defeated soldiers of the Liang and Zheng troops, should be taken to Luoyan City and Beixing, and they should be taken to the large and small towns and cities of Yong Kingdom. Village, let them live and give birth smoothly. In this way, the population of Yong Kingdom will increase more and more - Ju Cong thought so.
People are like wheat in the field, if you plant a lot, you can reap it when you have planted it. Reap their labor, reap their iron, woven cloth, reap their sweat, reap their blood, and finally reap their life.
Juicong inspected more than 40 prisoner of war camps, large and small, each with 3,000 people, most of whom were imprisoned in the camp, like numb and filthy animals, wearing rags that were difficult to cover.
The royal army of the royal capital, the people of Luoyang, scholars, merchants, allied soldiers, beggars, and so many decent or poor people before the battle of Lingshan, were all like animals, shrinking in the cold, struggling to squeeze in one place. Warm, unkempt, and embarrassed.
They raised their heads and looked in horror at the northern monarch, who was dressed in fine iron and black armor and neatly tidy up and down, who was known as the most powerful monarch in China.
Zeng Yu, the guardian of Jade Bi, followed Juicong's side, guarding him loyally and not letting any people approach.
Although this is purely superfluous, Ju Cong is a martial arts genius in Yongdu over the years, and he is more familiar with the learning of various schools of thought.
"It doesn't matter." Juicong saw a girl with a dirty face, walked over, took off her gloves, put her chin in one hand, and asked her to raise her head.
The guard said: "Master Guan ordered, Your Majesty, these refugee prisoners of war, who may be sick, should not be too close to each other."
Juicong looked at the people in this prisoner of war camp as if he was examining a group of mules and horses gathered in one place, calculating how many people they could breed this spring if they were properly arranged.
A pair of twenty-year-olds, who live to fifty-five years of age, can give birth to one child a year, and can give birth to thirty-five babies. After the loss of premature death, they can provide at least ten new lives for Yong Kingdom.
He doesn't care what he looks like.
"What about the soldier? Where is he detained?" Juicong asked again.
Zeng Yu opened the way for Juicong, carefully and escorted Juicong. The prisoner of war camp was next door, and the combined forces of the two countries, as well as the soldiers of the royal capital, were all locked together.
The physique of a soldier will always be better, and those who are born have a higher chance of survival.
After many young people were caught in the Yubi Pass, they were given jobs by Yong Jun to raise horses and transport luggage. There is no other reason. There are 120,000 prisoners and only 30,000 soldiers in Yong's army. It is impossible to see three prisoners by one person. As long as the injuries are not so severe that they cannot move, they must get up and defend the Yong Kingdom.
Geng Shu still had scars on his shoulders and back, and the arrow that stabbed himself in his chest didn't pierce deeply. Perhaps at the last moment, he still held on to the last hope and did not see Jiang Heng's body with his own eyes, so he was unwilling to commit suicide. In short, under his beast-like self-healing power, the blood of the wound finally stopped, but he developed a high fever along the way, which made him unconscious and groggy.
During the battle of Lingshan Canyon, he broke out of the snow, staggered into the snow, retrieved the armor of the dead Yongjun, put it on his body, searched for Jiang Heng's whereabouts, rolled down the cliff, but soon , he passed out.
When Yong Jun was cleaning up the corpse, he found that he was still alive, so he regarded him as a robe, and threw him into the vehicle transporting the wounded and took him back to the front of Yubi Pass.
But just after Geng Shu woke up, he soon revealed his identity in the face of Yong Ren's cross-examination. After being severely beaten, he was thrown into a prisoner of war camp.
He tried his best to escape, but his feet were tied tightly, the fever persisted, and he was injured. Yong Jun only gave the prisoners a small dough and a bowl of dirty water every day.
So hungry, the prisoners of war had to grab the snow on the ground to feed their hunger, or peel off the remaining bark from the stable stakes and stuff them whole into their mouths.
Geng Shu kept astonishingly silent after witnessing Jiang Heng and Xiang Zhou being swept down the cliff by the blizzard and buried mercilessly.
At this moment, he was struggling with small steps in front of the stable, fork the hay into the feed trough, and heard the voice of Juicong from behind.
Geng Shu paused for a moment.
Juicong said: "Men over fifty-five years old, don't need to stay anymore, just get rid of them at that time."
The Jade Biguan guard beside him, the young Zeng Yu responded. Juicong put on gloves and walked past the stables: "Women... keep it for now, I won't be able to eat much food, and then see if I can still give birth. Some years are nearly sixty, and I can still conceive."
Zeng Yu replied "yes", and Juicong added: "Guang Wei will send the list and assign it to the six cities outside the customs. You personally supervise the handling and ask them to prohibit torture of prisoners of war. If they die during transportation, it will be a waste. ."
Zeng Yu answered "yes" again, at this time, Geng Shu turned his head and looked outside the stable.
Juicong glanced at Geng Shu sideways, and suddenly felt that the unkempt Geng Shu, the look in his eyes seemed a little familiar, he just forgot where he saw it.
"Zeng Yu, look," Juicong stopped and said, "a person like this, after training, can be a soldier, but if it doesn't work, he can also be asked to do farm work and bring him over."
The personal soldiers went over, grabbed Geng Shu's hair, and dragged him a few steps towards Juicong.
Zeng Yu smiled, pinched Geng Shu's chin, and asked him to open his mouth for Juicong to check, his teeth were neat and intact.
Geng Shu couldn't make any sound, he could only close his eyes and hold his anger firmly in his heart.
"Send him to the capital?" Zeng Yu said, "Boy feeding the horse, what's your name?" At the same time, he frowned, obviously Geng Shu really stinks.
Geng Shu's hands trembled, clenched into fists, but did not answer.
Juicong motioned Zeng Yu to let go of him, saying, "This kind of child is a good breed." Then he turned and left.
The personal soldiers kicked Geng Shu back with another kick. Geng Shu stumbled and fell into the stable, struggling to get up.
After a while, the logistics officer of Yong Jun came over and ordered: "Give him a suit of clothes and let him keep horses."
As a result, Geng Shu was able to leave the prisoner of war camp and was transferred to the stable with this side of Juicong.