Saibei is desolate, and it is difficult for historians to record.
The lone goose flew across the sky, darting out of the long river to set the sun. The cooking smoke swayed on the wall, and was blown away by the wind from Saibei.
Zheng Baihu slid around the city wall, kicking a few lazy soldiers baring their teeth and begging for mercy, that's all. Just as he was about to go down the city wall, he saw a group of people coming from a distance, he squinted his eyes for a while, and before he could speak, Zhao Hu, the head of the department at the side, hurriedly said: "Oh, it's terrible, this is from the capital. Is it an official errand?"
Zheng Baihu took a closer look, and snorted through his nostrils: "You can see clearly, you came out of the imperial prison."
Zhao Hu clicked his tongue: "My lord, don't say it, it's really..."
Everyone understands in their hearts, but whoever comes out of the prison, who is not the son of a high-ranking official who committed a major crime and was stripped of his official position and demoted to a commoner, these people are all the same, either they have been terribly scared after this journey of exile, or their hearts are higher than the sky. Looking forward to the glory and wealth that I have always had. Either way, it is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Zheng Baihu had seen it a lot, so he took it easy, waved his hand and said, "I'll leave it to you."
Zhao Hu raised his triangular eyes, grinned, showing his yellow teeth, nodded and bowed his head, and said, "Alright, just watch, I promise I will train you well."
Zheng Baihu didn't bother to pay attention to Zhao Hu, this guy was born as an out-and-out rogue, and the big fellows know how to toss recruits on weekdays, but Saibei is so cruel, and Zhao Hu is clever , but also eye-catching.
After Zhao Hu got the order, he greeted the escort officer of the Imperial Prison without delay, and then ordered people to lead the group of exiles to the school grounds.
Seeing that the sun was setting in the west, the ground was covered with blood red, adding a bit of fishiness. The sand and gravel on the ground were still steaming hot, bringing out an anxious hostility.
Zhao Hu asked someone to find a crippled chair and put it on the school field. He crossed his legs and squinted his triangular eyes to look around at the exiles in front of him.
The wind, meals and camping along the way have obviously tossed these people to the point of inhumanity, their wrists and ankles were covered with thick calluses from the shackles, each of them was emaciated, their faces were haggard, and they all looked like they had lost their wives. Facing Zhao Hu's scrutiny, none of them reacted at all, and occasionally rolled their eyes to see that it was a living thing.
Zhao Hu spat, stretched out his thick black and yellow fingers and pointed at the group of exiles: "From now on, you have to follow the master, nothing else, you have to learn the rules. Don't always worry about it." What happened in the past, I used to eat official rations, don’t I still stay here now? See how much I weigh, so as not to suffer! Since I am your leader, I have to take care of you, and you also You should know something." He deliberately emphasized on something to make people understand.
Among the exiles, two of the exiles gave up the few valuables that were left on them respectfully, which made Zhao Hu grin his teeth, thinking that there are a few people with good eyesight.
Quite a few exiles' faces darkened. They were almost searched by the escort officers along the way. How many more can they take out? The two soldiers and ruffians beside Zhao Hu went to collect valuables, and if there was anything they couldn't hand over, they would be slapped immediately without saying a word. For a moment, the crowd was silent, and one by one hurriedly handed over what was left on them.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished!" Zhao Hu sneered.
The two soldiers searched for the next person one by one, and suddenly heard a hoarse and cold voice saying forcefully: "No money."
Everyone was startled, not even daring to express their anger for a while.
Zhao Hu raised his head abruptly, squinting his eyes to see the person who spoke clearly.
He was a head taller than the others, but just now he was stooped, which was not obvious, but now he straightened up slowly following the eyes of everyone, and it was revealed that he was actually quite tall. The thin appearance is not so strong, the long hair is in a mess, covering most of the cheeks, you can vaguely see the stubble and blue on the face, only a pair of black eyes are exposed through the messy hair.
Zhao Hu took a look at him and knew that this man was a thorn. He grinned and grinned, his finger bones creaked, and immediately walked up to this person, stretched his neck and said, "Tell me one more thing."
Qin Zheng raised his head dumbly, opened his chapped lips, and said in a low voice, "No money."
As soon as the words fell, Zhao Hu slammed out in a solid circle, hitting Qin Zheng's waist directly, making him bend down immediately, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.
"Boy, can you say it again?" Zhao Hu kicked Qin Zheng's heart, and before he got up, his broken boots covered in dust had already stepped on Qin Zheng's head, forcefully stepping his face into the mud for three point.
It took a long time for blood to meander down from the corner of Qin Zheng's lips.
A thread of vermilion hangs down from the neck, and the jade color is warm and moist.
"Damn it." Zhao Hu was furious as soon as he glanced at it, and reached out to grab the jade around Qin Zheng's neck.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Hu was swept to the ground, and when he raised his head again, he saw the person in front of him raised his chin slightly, and slowly raised his hand to hold the jade in his heart.
"Fuck you, it's the opposite!" Zhao Hu yelled violently, raised his hand, and the soldiers behind him rushed forward, greeting them with fists, feet and sticks.
Qin Zheng pursed his thin lips into a line, lifted the shackles on his hands and caught the stick, staggered the fist wind behind him, and kicked the attacking person with one leg. But he had traveled thousands of miles, all his strength had been exhausted long ago, his body was wounded new and old, and he was no match for many hands, but he was hit hard on the back by a stick in an instant, and fell to the ground immediately.
"Hit! Teach me a lesson!" Zhao Hu wiped the corner of his mouth and said viciously.
This is a military camp thousands of miles away, and it is different from the beatings of the dandies like Shang Jing, who were punched and kicked with great force. The sound of bones breaking makes one's teeth ache.
The loess boiled with blood, mixed with sludge, and slowly spread from under the body...
Zhao Hu gritted his teeth and pointed at Qin Zheng who was curled up on the ground, bent over and pulled him up, slapping his hands numbly.
"Boy, listen carefully. You have offended the master. I will let you go with jackals and wild dogs today." After Zhao Hu finished speaking, he looked at the half-dead man and raised his hand to pull the jade again, but Qin Zheng chose to hold the jade. Holding it tightly in the palm of his hand, he was so strong that he almost crushed the jade into powder.
Zhao Hu raised his brows, slammed Qin Zheng on the ground, raised his foot and kicked him hard again: "Stubborn? There is no stubborn kind to please me under my hands! Someone, break this kid's hand for me! Break it!" If you don't open it, chop it up with a knife!"
Loess blood mud, through the messy hair, Qin Zheng saw the setting sun like blood, he moved his lips silently, fists, feet and sticks struck again, but he was ignorant, only the hand holding the jade pendant tightly remained motionless.
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In the Saibei camp, the smoke from cooking was even worse, and a few old and weak soldiers were shaking a load of water.
"Have you heard that the third school field is cleaning up people?"
"Is it the exile sent here today?"
"Isn't it? Fate is bad, and it fell to Zhao Shizhang. I heard that he is a tough-tempered person, and he refuses to honor his belongings. His bones are smashed, and he still protects him."
"Hey, how important is life for things?"
"Who knows, it might be passed down from one's ancestors."
"Ancestors can show spirits or something?"
The two veterans walked away, muttering and shaking their heads...
Behind him, a handsome young man frowned slightly, looked towards the school field, stretched out his hand to grab the medicine basket on his back, turned his head and walked towards that side.
A ray of the setting sun disappeared at the end of the yellow sand, and the blood on the ground disappeared.
"Your Excellency Qianhu said that if you want to sign the name of the exile to join the army, it's not easy to beat him to death." A crisp voice sounded. What fell into Qin Zheng's ears was just buzzing, and he couldn't hear a word clearly.
Zhao Hu and his gang seemed to have said something, and they entangled for a while.
After a long time, the footsteps left one after another, with the sound of cursing.
"Hey, are you okay?" Someone stretched out his hand to brush away the strands of messy hair that was glued with blood, and the last slant of the setting sun was falling on his eyes, blood red.
The blood-stained fingers loosened slightly, and a Jade Guanyin fell down.
Kind eyebrows and kind eyes, compassion for the world.
The blood-stained thin lips raised a line slightly, and the lips opened and closed, extruding two words that were light and fluffy.
"Qingci..."
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The night is peaceful, and a few insects chirp through the screen window.
A drop of cold sweat slipped from between the brows to the porcelain pillow, and her breathing suddenly increased by three points. Chu Yu sat up from the bed, trembling and pressing her fingertips slowly to her heart, her throat was dry and painful.
Footsteps sounded outside the curtain, and Qiuyue's voice came softly: "Second Master is awake?"
Chu Yu heaved a long sigh of relief, raised her hand to pinch the center of her eyebrows, and asked, "What time is it?"
"Back to Second Master, it's Yinshi."
Chu Yu paused for a moment, raised the curtain and said, "Prepare water for washing."
It should be morning.