Xianyang City is very lively.
It’s not just because those noble and noble men in the past showed great kindness and used their family funds to give porridge, deliver cloth and play music in Xianyang.
Long Qie called a few servants casually and made these nobles of the family who had escaped the Weitai punishment last time kowtow repeatedly.
In order to save their little lives, even if it was too late, they still spent money to create some goodwill among the people.
The main thing is that a message spreads like wildfire.
The left prime minister of the Qin Dynasty led Yiwen Palace to take charge of the book, Jin Yiwei controlled, Zhi Shilang, and Liu Bai, who patrolled the southern county to record the book and was responsible for supervising the manufacture of ordnance, came out.
This time is different from before,
Flags clear the way.
The guards in Jin Yi walked around carrying swords.
Such a huge battle attracted all the people in Xianyang City to watch it.
When Liu Bai rode Wu Zui and was at the front of the team in his best clothes, heads filled with pearls and flowers but full of scheming ideas popped out from the restaurants along the way.
Wen has the reputation of "banishing the immortal", and Wu... achieved the position of the first official in the martial Qin Dynasty.
Whether it was a plump woman or a pretty young lady of marriageable age, they couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Just the smell of makeup powder in this restaurant made the casual Long Qie sneeze.
But Liu Bai had no intention of looking at these "clusters of flowers." Zuo Cheng, the Great Qin Dynasty, frowned deeply.
Because this time, they were going to meet the heroes.
He wears a white cloth strip on his left arm.
...
"Liu Bai is leaving the city?"
In Chunyu Yue's residence, before Kong Yu could recover from the anger of Fusu's "rebellion", he heard the report from the people below.
For this Liu Bai, he originally only thought it was a stumbling block, but now it seems that he is really the enemy of his Confucianism.
Without saying a word, they even messed up their original Confucian plan of respecting Confucianism for the second generation.
"Yes, and it was the Jin Yiwei who opened the way, with great momentum."
The servant nodded and added, still feeling frightened when he recalled the fierce appearance of those imperial guards.
However, it was precisely because Liu Bai left the city that all the little ladies who could not be seen in Xunri came out and showed their faces, which made him greedy.
"Jinyiwei..."
Kong Yu narrowed his eyes and repeated.
These people can be said to be the sharp knives in Liu Bai's hands. When it comes to the Jin Yiwei, is there something big going on?
"Teacher, Liu Bai is really vicious and cunning!"
"However, His Majesty the First Emperor does not trust Liu Bai blindly. At least, His Majesty has not even asked him about the position of the imperial censor."
"As long as I, the Confucian school, take the lead in the forum of hundreds of schools of thought, I will definitely be able to dominate the court in the future!"
Regarding matters in the court, Shusun Tong looked at things more rationally than Chunyu Yue.
Even at this moment, he deliberately did not mention Mr. Fusu, just to make his teacher feel at ease.
"We, the Confucianists, want to win in the Baijia Forum. Although Mr. Fusu has changed his mind, it is a taboo for people to betray a wise teacher. Mr. Fusu is from the royal family. Even if he has a change of heart, he still wants to support our Confucianism. point."
"But what I'm worried about now is whether Liu Bai has any new tricks."
Kong Yu said in a deep voice.
Liu Bai's mind was like a bottomless pit, and it was too difficult to explore.
"Go and investigate carefully."
"No matter what Liu Bai plans next, he must not be allowed to succeed before the Baijia Forum begins."
"Otherwise, we Confucians, even if we lead hundreds of schools in the future, will not be able to compete with them."
Kong Kun made a decision.
Chunyu Yue was timid and did not dare to speak.
He didn't dare to report carefully to his teacher about Wanru's ration problem in Xianyang.
Even... Wanru is no longer in Xianyang now!
In order to afford a meal, they have now left the city and stayed overnight in suburban villages where food is cheaper.
By the time the Baijia Forum officially begins, I am afraid that "thousands of beggars" will come to Xianyang.
....
With the imperial guards and flags clearing the way, the procession moved very quickly.
When he arrived at the gate of Xianyang City, Liu Bai immediately got off his horse.
I saw a team of 100 people in front of me, all wearing black armor, with bulging temples. They were obviously capable masters.
Meng Yi, who was responsible for the defense of Xianyang City in place of his brother, also waited here for a while.
"Xiang Liu!"
The leader of the hundred-man team had a resolute look on his face. He took out two bags from his arms and handed them to Liu Bai.
Long Qie wanted to take it and check it, but Liu Bai stopped him directly.
The Great Qin Zuocheng didn't say a word, he just stretched out his hands and took one bag after another with great solemnity.
"Two hundred Jin Yiwei and fifty farm boys, including their leader Tieniu and the farmer's leader Nong Lin, all died."
"This bag is the iron badge on the chest of Jinyiwei. When the body of the leader Tienniu died in the miasma forest on the border, he held it tightly. I had no choice but to cut off his knuckles before taking it away."
"The other bag is what Prime Minister Liu wants. We can't understand it, so we invite Prime Minister Liu and his subordinates to come to the palace to recover!"
The leader spoke in a deep voice.
There was also a look of admiration on his resolute face.
Two hundred and fifty people, fifty of whom were not even martial arts practitioners in the army, actually entered Baiyue forcefully and took what they wanted.
When they found Tieniu's body, he had already lost his left arm. There were no traces of sores on the broken arm, only scars from the fire.
There were countless wounds on his body, and he was tortured by the miasma, not even a good piece of skin left.
Such a tough guy, even though they, the Black Dragon Guards, are His Majesty's men, they show no respect at all.
"Understood."
Liu Bai nodded, his face calm.
"Where are the bodies of the Jin Yiwei brothers and the peasant boys?"
Liu Bai tremblingly placed the bag containing the entire empire in Long Qie's hand, and then put the bag containing the Jinyiwei iron plate into his arms.
The iron sign for two hundred people is very heavy.
But Liu Bai still stood upright.
Because these human lives are more important!
On the last journey home, Liu Bai wanted to go with them.
"When the body was discovered...the Iron Bull leader and Nong Lin were already..."
"The miasma is poisonous. We dare not transport it for fear of delaying the important event, so we have to bury it on the spot."
When Liu Bai asked this question, the always stern Black Dragon Guard also felt ashamed.
"Do you remember the location?"
Liu Bai's face remained calm.
The leader of the Black Dragon Guard nodded repeatedly.
"I will personally pick up my brothers and take them home in the future."
Liu Bai stretched out his hand to caress the place where he held the iron plate on his chest.
It was clearly a cold iron plate, but he could feel the heat.
The passion of these two hundred brocade guards for their loyalty to the Qin Dynasty, and the passion of these fifty peasant boys for the people's food.
The development of the country and the well-being of the people need to be sacrificed.
These sacrifices... may be nameless, but they deserve more respect than Liu Bai, the so-called prime minister!
Power should bow to these heroes!
"Brothers, come home!"
Liu Bai suddenly pulled off his outer clothing, revealing his white mourning clothes.
Following his words, the Jin Yiwei behind them all had tears in their eyes and suddenly opened their Feiyu clothes, revealing pieces of filial piety clothes!
"Brothers, go home!"
The roar that shook the sky was filled with endless sadness.
"The soul is back!"
"hero,"
"Go home!"
Liu Bai took out the paper money from the side of the saddle and threw it into the sky!
For the heroes who died in foreign countries,
lead the way,
Go home!
The paper money flying in the air, flying up to the sky and falling down, is like the tears of a hero, but also like the snow in the sky.
