The summer rain is continuous.
Since a certain Jiao stayed temporarily, the rainfall in the southern capital of Wu has increased significantly.
Bai Yujun tried his best to keep the weather sunny and was careful to prevent streams from flooding, but every time he fell asleep, he would unconsciously activate his talent to stir up the weather, instinctively urging rain to create flash floods. For this reason, Ye Zi often complained about the weather.
"It's raining again today..."
With a small body, he climbed onto the stove, washed the pots and washed the chopping boards, and took over all the labor without any complaints.
My younger sister Xiao Yezi is practicing calligraphy, writing carefully stroke by stroke, but what she writes is not traditional Chinese characters but simplified characters. Bai is too lazy. There are too many strokes in traditional Chinese characters, which is troublesome to write and too strenuous to use. So he decisively uses the territorial school standards to teach simplified Chinese characters. This saves both labor and pen, ink and paper.
Wash the leaves, put them in the porcelain bowl, scoop out a ladle of water and take two sips to quench your thirst.
"Little Ye Zi, where has Mr. gone?"
"Sir, he said he would go out for a while, and he seemed to be going to the big tree again~"
Little Yezi pouted and wrote a few words wrong again. Reading and writing are always too difficult...
"I gonna go see."
He opened an oil-paper umbrella, held the other in his arms, went out and ran towards the big tree. From a distance, he saw a long-haired figure in white under the tree, motionless. Ye Zi was very sure that the gentleman was really not moving at all. He once sat down I stayed in the yard in a daze for the whole day, not even blinking except for the shaking of my hair.
The style of the painting is weird, and you can see a beautiful oil-paper umbrella running around, and the body is so small that it is almost invisible.
After the bamboo basket essence, there is an illusion that the oil-paper umbrella has become a essence.
Carefully avoiding the stagnant water, he jumped and ran to the big tree next to the fenced courtyard. Water dripping from the leaves made the oil-paper umbrella flutter. The leaves circled the trunk and came to the side facing the city. The big tree tilted its thick trunk to block the rain. The roots of the tree were still covered with dirt. Dry.
"Sir, you forgot to bring your umbrella again."
Bai Yujun, who had not moved for a long time, lowered his head and saw the paper umbrella spirit handing him an umbrella. He smiled and reached out to touch his little head.
Opening the paper umbrella and continuing to be in a daze, Danfeng's beautiful eyes saw a different scene through the rain.
In fact, Bai Yujun is observing the fortune of Southern Wu at this moment, watching the play from another angle, watching how the royal family and powerful nobles performed the machinations of the last generation, and seeing how those machinists used their means to change the future and destiny of themselves and their families in a short period of time. Seeing things more clearly from the outside.
The destiny belonging to the Southern Wu royal family tried its best to resist the threat from the Yan Kingdom in the north, but the biggest threat was within the city...
Bai Yujun clearly saw that the fate of the royal family of Nanwu was entangled and gnawed by the dark evil spirits in the city. It was obvious that when the big ship of Nanwu capsized, the parasites attached to it began to consider the way out. Of course, on weekdays, the slogan must shock Gu Shuo Today, he is heartbroken and pretends to be a loyal minister. In fact, he does not hesitate to let go of the sunken ship and choose a new ship to continue his parasitic life.
Due to the limitations of the times and environment, it doesn’t matter who is in that position.
"Maybe... Nan Wu will be destroyed earlier..."
The cold rain and sad clouds are pressing down on the city, and the envoys in brocade clothes are hurrying with heavy gifts.
The nobles of Southern Wu have begun to contact the dignitaries of the Yan Kingdom to seek protection and maintain their status. The most common method is marriage. In recent days, many young ladies from noble families in the city have engaged in marriages with the sons of the powerful Yan Kingdom. At the time of the fall of the country, the business of tailor shops is booming. I have to say that things are magical.
"Yi Zi, do you want to go to the city and have a look? I will lead you to see what the real world is."
"Are you bringing your sister?"
"She is too young to understand. You are the smartest human cub I have ever seen. You may be able to understand the truth of the world. It is cruel, but it is an inescapable fact."
"No, I have long understood that there are many devils in the world."
Bai Yujun glanced at Ye Zi in surprise. He was less than seven years old, malnourished, with yellow hair and a thin body. Then he remembered that she had to protect her younger sister and struggled to survive. She had already seen the warmth and coldness of the world.
"Then are you going to play in the city?" Moubai asked.
Ye Zi nodded.
"Go, I'm not afraid of anyone around you, sir. When will you leave?"
"Now."
He waved a piece of scale and threw it into the house, casually arranged two small protective courtyards with simple formations, then held an umbrella and swayed down the mountain, followed by a walking oil-paper umbrella.
In order to be able to walk easily on rainy days, I specially took out two pairs of leather boots, one large and one small, which are convenient for walking without getting wet.
All his eyes saw was chaos.
The comfort of warm spring and the joy of farming have disappeared. The paddy fields are overgrown with weeds and no one has taken care of them. Every town in the mountain town has white paper banners. Those who escaped said that the group of soldiers recruited in the early spring were completely wiped out after a big battle. No one asked where the married couple lived. Everyone was gone, leaving behind a group of frail old people and helpless orphans and widowed mothers.
The folks at home can do nothing but call for their souls to return hoarsely in the direction where their loved ones left...
What people who are still alive talk about most are all kinds of rumors.
Some people say that the main generals will be killed and all will be captured. The attack may end here tomorrow, so it is best to leave today.
Some people also say that the Yan Kingdom's national army likes to eat human flesh, and their troops even use humans as military food. Several cities were eaten up, and they were the reincarnation of the devil.
It was rumored that King Wu and the nobles had run away a long time ago, and the city was empty. Everyone hurried to grab the silver...
Rumors are spreading and people are terrified, and it is impossible to know whether the rumors are true or false.
Walking towards the city, there are checkpoints and soldiers everywhere, checking the people passing by to see if they are spies from the Yan Kingdom, checking whether the goods carry weapons and arrows, and secretly searching for oil and water to use in taverns, brothels and brothels for enjoyment or escape.
The targets of inspection are mainly men, and children and women are not paid much attention. Occasionally they will laugh and tease beautiful women when they meet them. Ordinary soldiers do not dare to misbehave in broad daylight.
Bai Yujun didn't bother to waste time in queuing, so he reached out and grabbed Ye Zi, who was holding an oil paper umbrella bigger than himself.
"Stand still."
"What...ah!"
Ye Zi felt dizzy as a flower appeared near the city gate.
"Remember to close your eyes, otherwise you will feel dizzy and nauseous."
"Sir, you should have said it earlier..."
"I'm very sorry that I forgot. Thank you for reminding me. I won't have to say it next time."
"..."
In front of the city gate, roadblocks were set up to prevent horsemen from entering the city for stricter inspections. The common people walked on both sides, and the middle of the road in the city gate was reserved for nobles. Bai Yujun held Ye Zi in hand and walked straight towards the noble passage, entering the city unimpeded, as if no one else was there. I saw two figures, one big and one small, passing by.
The city is really...depressed.
Most of the shops were closed and their owners were missing. Long queues lined up in front of the food stores, shouting and yelling at the merchants for taking advantage of the chaos to increase prices. Ruffians and so-called gangsters were running around everywhere.
From time to time, messengers carrying signaling flags galloped past, their horses' hoofs clicking on the stone bricks.
Bai Yujun led Ye Zi to wander around the city.
Walking around and walking to the neighborhood where nobles lived in the city, I came to a dilapidated mansion with paper flags and white lanterns. Judging from the details of the door decoration, it was a military commander.
The ring-shou knife that was sold for the first time was held in the arms of a young man.
Young people wear sackcloth and mourn...
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