Traveling abroad is a very difficult thing, but it is also a very artistic thing.
When you study abroad, you need to eat, live, and live alone. You need to take care of all the food, drink, and diarrhea alone. You also have to face all kinds of dangers and endless loneliness alone.
This is of course a double-edged sword. When you eat alone, you learn how to cook; when you live alone in the wilderness, you overcome your fear; when you live alone, you see clearly all kinds of things in the world; when you live alone, you learn how to cook. The danger and loneliness will become a valuable experience for you to succeed in your career.
And I have been experiencing it in the spring, summer, autumn and winter of AD.
Last year, I, one person and one horse, and the dead man Wu in the dark quietly walked all over Zhangwu and Liaoxi. In the end, still alone and one horse, we finally stopped at the boundary monument of Chisong Liaoxi. Come on.
I sat next to the boundary monument and took out a Yangyuan Bigu Pill to satisfy my hunger.
Looking at the sky, the summer breeze is ripe.
When the summer wind blows and the air warms, everything is silent and people are crazy.
It's still too late to ask you when you will return. You can only find out by traveling through the mountains and rivers.
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Ha ha! I thought that if I was walking alone this time, Pingtian Army's memorial would be like a snowflake, urging me to go back, or the Jiang family's war drums would sound in the Lingyuan Mountains and force me to go back, but I didn't expect that these people didn't even give a damn. He didn't let me go, leaving me alone outside.
It seems that the world was very quiet last year!
If you think about it carefully, the silence last year makes sense.
Today, everyone is waiting for calmness to stop, waiting for the world's families to continue to fall apart under his conspiracy, waiting for the Jiang family to make mistakes in their busy schedule, and cause chaos in their haste.
As far as the situation in Quzhou is concerned,
It's not very clear. As 'snobs', hundreds of tribes in the world last year were waiting, thinking, calculating, thinking about which side they should stand in order to gain great profits, and who they should follow in order to gain great profits. Always keep your roots down.
In fact, in my opinion, for any smart person, the answer to the question "How to stay rooted forever" is right in front of you.
There is only one way to take root forever, follow the emperor!
However, there is a price to pay for taking this road. The price is that these families have to hand over their fields and private soldiers and become good citizens and docile lackeys under the emperor's tent. This is tantamount to breaking their backbones and making them They have lost the domineering purple gate, so they will repeatedly weigh, think and hesitate.
Why! In the final analysis, it is all caused by greed!
The Jiang clan, who are confronting the Fanggu Zhao clan, have repeatedly attacked Zhending City to no avail. I am traveling in Bozhou again, and there is no way to seek my revenge. There is no other way except gritting my teeth and holding on. , as for why it has been so slow to move over the past year, I think the Jiang family is planning a bigger conspiracy. If my guess is correct, Jiang Xingze should be looking for strong support for Jiang Feng, waiting to be defeated in one blow. Completely deal with this powerful neighbor, the Zhao family.
As for me, I want to finish this year in a down-to-earth manner. Except for Fanggu County, I will hold the people and hearts of the other four counties tightly in my hands, so that they can be used for my own purposes and can help me at critical moments.
The Jiang family is powerful and has a network of connections throughout Quzhou. The four counties of Liaoxi, Zhangwu, Chisong, and Huaxing, which have received favor from Pingtian, are my biggest foundation for dealing with Jiang Feng in the future.
This is the bloodline that I must never lose. I thought: This is the real purpose of my father asking me to travel alone!
The summer wind was blowing, and last year I patted Sai Chitu on the butt and said with a smile, "Let's go, old man. After another thousand miles, we will go home."
After hearing what I said, Sai Chitu, who had grown into a steed, lowered his head and leaned against me, his eyes were downcast, and he sat back slightly on his buttocks.
I laughed and stepped up.
Let's go, let's go find Xun Yu!
Looking at the four county governors Yingzhi, Fan Tingnan, Xunyu, and Xie An, among them, Xie An is the crown prince and tutor. Behind him is the Xie family, one of the eight established families in Quzhou, which is the royalist party with Miaohong roots. , with him here, there will naturally be no changes in Liaoxi County; it should be known that Xiaohuangmen, who was once the emperor of today, has a brotherhood with the emperor, and his loyalty to His Majesty is evident. With him in charge of Huaxing County, Huaxing County must be a real royalist. Fan Tingnan, the governor of Zhangwu County, has a heart that serves the country and the people. In addition, he is a die-hard loyal to His Majesty. A few days ago, he responded to Pingtian's policy and handed over his private land and private soldiers. Zhangwu County’s problems are not big either.
Among them, the only person who makes me deeply worried and skeptical is Xun Yu, who always puts the pros and cons of the family first. This kind of person is an extreme familialist. For the sake of the honor and disgrace of the family, he can ignore the life and death of others, and can Regardless of personal honor, Xun Yu would never give up as long as there was an opportunity to revive the family business. Whether his intentions were good or bad is really elusive.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh: Lingjun Xunxun, who was once praised by Cao Cao and Cao Mengde as "the most wonderful curtain and the most talented king", could actually have such an arrogant attitude.
, stingy and uncomfortable descendants, it is no wonder that the Xun family fell into decline and became a second-rate family.
A leaf tells the story of autumn, so it is no wonder that the eight great families in Quzhou, which were famous in the world for their literary prowess and were unparalleled in the limelight, ended up with the sad end of living in a corner and withering away of their descendants.
As I walked, I thought and realized. It didn’t take long before I arrived at Buyeo Castle, the capital of Chisong County.
Standing in front of Buyeo Castle, a small incident that Mr. Xia accidentally said when he was drunk came to my mind.
It is said that when my father just carried me back to Lingyuan City, he turned against my grandfather that night and ran away from home to Beicheng. Under my grandfather's deliberate restrictions, my father was so poor that he didn't even have a decent house, so he could only hang around with me in his arms. , take a bite of it, it coincides with the New Year socialization, every household is slaughtering pigs and dogs, talking about how to make a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, but they can no longer eat that choking head.
At this time, my father hugged me and nestled in the shabby hut. He took out a steaming bun with an egg in the middle and fed me small pieces. He called it "I'm used to eating big fish and big meat". Well, why not bring some farm food'.
That day, my father declined the kind invitations from all the neighbors and held me in his arms to stay up late in the old house in a dilapidated house that was not protected from the wind or snow.
During the first two years of hardship between me and my father, my father never left school on New Year’s Day.
When I grew up, I once asked my father, "Why did he accept charity in the past, but refused on New Year's Day?" My father said to me calmly, "I accept charity on weekdays to survive. Staying up late during the New Year is to stay up late." Etiquette!”
Later, I read a lot, and I understood a truth: no matter how poor a person is, no matter how small his career is, he will not have enough ambition.
Can be short!
Of course, there are some people who, no matter how much they read and how many sights they see, still fail to understand the truth. The Lord County Sheriff in Fuyu City is one of them. () ()
Because I was traveling alone and in disguise, the guards of Buyeo Castle did not recognize me. I entered the city leisurely and wandered around Buyeo Castle.
With the Taebaek River, the Buyeo of today is far from the Buyeo of yesterday.
The faces of the people in the city, old and young, men and women, were all filled with joy.
Pedestrians are coming and going on the street, and there is an endless flow. There is no longer the anxiety and sorrow of the past. The little girls are carrying basins away, thinking of washing themselves with the Taibai River water drawn from Taibai Mountain. The young men are lively and vigorous, carrying hoes one by one. , chatting and laughing, and left the city. The originally scattered shops were lined up in rows and lines as the people returned to their roots after falling leaves. Some businessmen with a keen sense of smell had already occupied the 'battlefield' of Buyeo City.
As I walked, I saw a strong man who passed me by. He was chatting loudly with his companions. I only heard him say, "If Saint Xia hadn't opened the Xiabai River for us, I'm afraid, brother, I would have gone south to western Liaoning." The county is here to make a living! This is great, I can support my wife and children without having to travel far."
The people around him nodded in agreement, and their faces were full of beautiful longings for a happy life in the future.
I lowered my head and thought deeply, Xiabai, Xiabai, Xiaqing and Taibai, Chisong people actually changed the name of Taibai River to Xiabai River, hahaha!
I continued walking and came to the central square. I looked up inadvertently and saw a stone statue standing on the square not far away. The person he portrayed was neither Confucius and Mencius nor Zhuang Lao, let alone Zhuang Lao.
He is not a king, but he is my handsome boss Xia!
The person who sculpted the statue must have put in a lot of effort. Even the white jade five-baht worn by Boss Xia was painted lifelike.
I looked at it, and my eyes suddenly turned red.
My boss Xia! Your kindness back then has taken root today, and Chisong people will remember you for thousands of years!
Instead of pursuing immortality in Tongxuan, it is better to do good deeds and leave a mark in the world!
Thinking of this, I did not continue to go to Chisong County Sheriff's Mansion. Instead, I turned my horse's head and headed south away from the city.
With people's hearts like this, what should Xun Yu have to fear?
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Not far from the city, three men on horseback quickly caught up with me from the north. I saw three men dressed as farmers following me, more than ten feet apart, creeping along.
Although I was suspicious, the flow of people was booming at this time and the official road was busy with traffic, so I didn't pay too much attention.
After walking a few more miles, I saw four riders waiting on both sides of the official road. When I and the three horses that had followed me passed by, the four horses followed me without saying a word.
A few miles later, eight more horses joined them, and now there were fifteen people in total.
Coupled with the fact that it was getting late, I felt a little panicked: I didn’t know these people, so following them was probably not on the right track. Could it be that they were sent by Xun Yu and wanted to find a quiet and uninhabited place to attack them? Should I do it?
Oh my god, when I thought about it, I looked at the fifteen sturdy men behind me, and a cold wind blew into my heart!
You have to be extremely careful. If something goes wrong, immediately apply oil on the soles of your feet and run away!
As my thoughts were passing by, I inadvertently noticed six more people behind me.
Pretending to be unintentional, I glanced behind me and saw that these people were all dressed up differently. Some were richly dressed, while others looked like peddlers. However, none of them had weapons on them, and even if some did bring weapons, they were just hoes. , pickaxes and other agricultural tools.
The group of people had no voice and no accent, but most of them were tall, strong, and dark-skinned, and they seemed to be local men. And, most importantly, these people don't seem to know each other.
This makes me wonder.
But I didn't stop my horse to scold them. I just closed my eyes and calmed down, and rode my horse slowly. I didn't even look at them, but I silently calculated in my heart: By the afternoon, the number of men following me had increased to forty-one. Oh dear, What is this for?
Is it a robbery of wealth along the way?
But I was dressed shabbily and had no money. How could they judge that I was from a wealthy family?
Just when I was doubtful, the voice of the dead man in the dark came from the air: Lingyuan Bo, don't be afraid, these people don't know martial arts, they are all strong farm men.
After hearing this, I felt at ease in my heart. When Sai Chitu paused for a moment, he turned around and looked back. The eyes of the men looking at me revealed a kind of enthusiasm.
There was an intuition in my heart, an exciting, indescribable feeling.
Could these people have come to seek refuge with me?
After thinking about it, I decided to stop quietly, but suddenly, I saw a fierce man reining up his horse in the crowd, quickly surpassing Sai Chitu and me, blocking my way.
Looking at the appearance of this fierce man, he has a broad forehead, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, thick lips, and an unruly look. His short hair stands tall and straight like a steel needle, set off by a light beard.
His strong chin looked increasingly strong.
What a strong man from Saibei!
While I was looking at him, this fierce man was holding a broken and rusty iron gun, and he was also looking at me up and down.
A few bold and strong men were approaching on horseback. They stopped two or three feet away from me. They were also looking directly at me.
I seem to understand something: Since ancient times, the king has chosen his ministers, let alone the ministers who have chosen the king?
A good minister chooses his master to live in. It seems that these people are testing me!
We looked at each other for a long time, and I, who had always been timid and fearful, finally plucked up the courage, held the reins, looked back, faced the crowd with my horse, mustered up my strength, and shouted loudly, "A man is born between heaven and earth, and should be upright, how can you do this?" Sneaking around? If you have anything to say, just say it and I will do it. What a shame!"
The air suddenly turned cold, and the place became quiet for a moment. After a few breaths, the fierce man with the gun turned over and dismounted, clasped his fists at me and said, "The common people are waiting for Yutu. I deeply feel the benevolence and righteousness of General Liu. In this life, I hope that General Liu will obey him!"
The other forty warriors also followed suit and got off their horses, shouting in unison, "I hope General Liu will be the only one to follow his lead in this life!"
My nose felt sore and I turned the horse's head to look south. Boss Xia's huge head floated in front of me again.
People don’t let others down, and people don’t let others down either!
After sighing, I waved my horsewhip, took the lead in exerting my strength, and galloped boldly, "Let's go, follow me south!"
When I reached the foot of Taibai Mountain, there were nearly a thousand people following me.
As for how these people discovered that I was Liu Yi in disguise, it is no longer important.
Perhaps, there will be some divine will!
