"There are good things too."
At this point, Erniu seemed to feel that it was inappropriate to continue talking. He changed his tone and said, "When the White Lotus Sect was here for two years, one of Aunt Cheng's nephews defected to Aunt Cheng and lived in Aunt Cheng's house. During that time Everyone was doing well. Later we got into a fight with the imperial court, and Aunt Cheng’s nephew even made meritorious service and received a cow!"
In this era, cattle were an out-and-out valuable resource. Killing cattle and eating their meat for no reason was against the law. One cow could even represent more labor force than three or four adults.
Anyone who has a cow at home can speak in a much higher tone in the village.
"Even during the two and a half years of the war, Aunt Cheng's life was not bad. But later on, everyone really couldn't fight anymore, so they could only continue to retreat. When it was time to withdraw, the cattle could not be taken away, and of course they would not be given to the court. If you stay, you will be killed and eaten.”
Erniu sniffed, "That cow is spiritual, kneeling on the ground and shedding tears. But there is nothing we can do. People can't live anymore. If they can't live, what should they do? A few more bites of beef will probably lead to a longer life. Several lives. At that time, Aunt Cheng seemed to be awake, lying on the cow, refusing to let anyone kill her. Of course everyone couldn't listen to her - the cow was left here without killing, how could an old woman tolerate it? This was in Rebellion! We can’t withstand human life, let alone a beast? After the cow was killed, Aunt Cheng started going crazy again and kept scolding us and everyone.”
The fire in front of him had no flames, leaving only pieces of black embers with red spots separated by cracks. At first glance, it looked like unused charcoal, but in fact, only the remains were left.
"Then everyone evacuated, and there were fewer and fewer people alive in the village. I occasionally came over to take a look, but it was of no use. Aunt Cheng would never leave. Even if she was taken over there, , how easy can life be? We have to evacuate every three days, and Aunt Cheng’s body and bones can’t support it. Sometimes I feel that it’s good for Aunt Cheng to stay here. At least she still has a home, and she can’t find it outside. It’s better not to suffer any more pain.”
Er Niu stood up and stepped hard on the pile of embers of flames. Lush sparks splashed out from under the muddy soles of his feet, like thousands of weak and tiny meteors passing by, but together with the meteors There were flying and overwhelming dust sputtering in all directions.
"Actually, it's not bad. What kind of things have I not seen in all these years? The matter of becoming an aunt is in the past. It's just a familiarity."
Xun Ke's lips opened, as if he wanted to say something, but in fact he understood it without asking, but he still had some expectations in his heart, "Where is Aunt Cheng's nephew?"
"Died in battle."
Erniu touched the scar on his face that was curved and ferocious like a centipede. "Many, many people died in the battle. Da Niu, Erdan, Black Buttocks, and even the little ones all died in the battle."
A series of names came out of his mouth, and those names were more or less unpopular.
People in rural areas believe that a low life is a good way to make a living, so when they get various nicknames, they probably don't think about how good they sound. Even Xun Ke was called a fool.
But those unpleasant names correspond to the living people in Xunke’s memory. We all went to school together, went to the trees to pick fruits together, and ran to the source river to play in the water and catch fish.
A strong, suffocating feeling brewed in his chest. Xun Ke opened his mouth several times to say something, but tears always fell first, interrupting the words that could no longer be spoken.
This is war.
War kills people.
Regardless of whether they know each other, whether they are familiar with each other, or whether they have a good relationship or not, when everything comes to pass, many people have no choice.
The rebellion of the people at the bottom has never been a bright journey. They are just the angry wails and helpless cries of those who are oppressed to the extreme and hungry to the extreme.
Most of the unorganized people still burned, killed, looted and became bandits wherever they went, and the victims were still ordinary people.
The people who suffered from the disaster and war were the worst, and no one gave them a way to survive.
Rebellion is death, and ordinary life is also death. Death is everywhere, and it is hard to find a shred of hope.
It doesn't count as the humble life of all living beings, that's it.
It was rare for Xun Ke to be so embarrassed. He looked at Gu Dan with his crystal eyes, full of helplessness. He seemed to be expecting something.
This young man who was once full of energy and wanted to change the world was still too young at this time and seemed so powerless against everything.
"It's about to end."
Gu Dan stared at those crystal eyes filled with tears. His voice was as plain and sure as ever. He nodded seriously and repeated: "It's over!"
He is not a born saint. He has always maintained the choice of "I will not offend others unless others offend me", and he does not cause trouble and does not invite trouble.
Not everyone can do it: if I don’t have a safe place to live, I don’t have peace of mind; if I don’t have enough wealth, I don’t have enough heart. Therefore, when a gentleman finds something difficult for himself, he finds it easy for someone else, and for everyone, it is easy for him to find something difficult for him.
But it is not easy to say that Gu Dan has become accustomed to all kinds of tragedies in the world!
If you can feel joy, you can also feel sorrow.
The most wisdom will be wounded, the deepest love will last forever, and in troubled times, even if you do nothing, as long as you walk out the door, you will see that the world has become gray, like water splashed with ink.
The whole city is filled with mourning and blood. It is just a thought to save the common people!
In this world, it is time to establish a destiny for the common people again.
But this time, Gu Dan chose to help and restore peace to Dayue's world.
"With such assurance from Mozi's close friends, I am afraid that peace in the world is not far away."
Seeing Gu Dan speaking so seriously, Erniu couldn't help but open his mouth to liven up the already somewhat stagnant atmosphere.
Of course Erniu didn't recognize Gu Dan, but when Xun Ke said that Gu Dan was Mo Qiu's close friend, he was naturally quite respectful.
Mozi's reputation is not enough to describe Mozi's reputation in the full moon at this time. The existence of Mozi, Mohists, and Mohists has given many people a glimpse of a bright light in the gray that is almost despairing.
After all, it would probably take thousands of years for a saint to appear who doesn't ask for anything but for the world to be stable and the people to live.
With such a reputation, being able to get to know Mo Qiu well and even be friends with him is the reason why many people trust and even respect him.
Competent people will always attract each other. After all, a tiger's friend can never be a rabbit.
"How did you come back?"
Gu Dan did not continue to talk in depth on this topic. No matter how much he talked, it would be better to do something practical. Mo Qiu talked while doing it, so naturally he had to do it before talking.
"The battle is lost. I can't hold on any longer."
Sighing, Erniu said helplessly: "We originally had eight disciples. Although it is difficult to fight with the people of the imperial court, it is not impossible. But some time ago, for some reason, I heard that the leader suddenly disappeared with a group of people. The people who were taken away are all high-ranking figures in the religion. Without those people, the situation that could have been barely maintained will be completely unbearable."
"No news?"
Gu Dan asked again.
Wang Mang also mentioned this matter in the letter sent to him. The leader of the White Lotus suddenly left with several good men from the church. There was no explanation as to why, not even the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus knew.
In fact, the number of people who left was not particularly large, but they were all good people who were in charge of large and small affairs within the White Lotus Sect. These people were taken away by the leader of the White Lotus Sect. Can't get up.
Without this change, Wang Mang and the White Lotus Saint would not have been able to make up their minds so simply to pursue the White Lotus inheritance.
"No. Who knows? Anyway, there is absolutely no way to continue the fight now. None of the eight Tangtangs can be beaten, and now there are only three Tangtangs left. If they continue to fight, they will all die. Besides, what about the leader? Everyone is scared after not showing up for a long time," Erniu said.
Once the leader ran away, people's hearts dispersed, and it was naturally difficult to lead the team.
Gu Dan was thoughtful.
The White Lotus Sect is keen on rebellion, and the leader of the White Lotus Sect is a master-level figure. To say that he is greedy for life and afraid of death, if it is really necessary to violate the law, wouldn't it be easy for a master to simply escape?
You must know that there is no Grand Protector in Dayue now!
The White Lotus Sect had not reached its end before, and it was clearly because of his departure that this result occurred.
What is the reason that makes the leader of the White Lotus would rather let the force he created suffer heavy damage than lead all the best players in the sect to disappear?
His original plan was to go to Yuzhou, so he might as well get rid of the leader of the White Lotus Sect and avoid the trouble of rebelling.
But the leader of the White Lotus Sect is not here, so it would be easier. Just integrate the White Lotus Sect, and then go directly to Yangzhou to join Moqiu with the integrated White Lotus Sect.
You can also discuss the future matters carefully with Mo Qiu.
If Mo Qiu is willing to climb the Dragon Pavilion, Gu Dan has no objection.
Anyway, it is enough to calm down the suffering in front of you as quickly as possible.
After being promoted to Grand Master, Gu Dan was ready to kill anyone who stood in the way of peace in the world.
After thinking for a moment, Gu Dan asked: "By the way, do you know Hongyang Hall?"
If I remember correctly, the hall that Wang Mang was in charge of was called Hongyang Hall.
Erniu immediately patted his chest and said: "I am from Hongyang Hall! We are not deserters. We are only back here because the hall master ordered us to withdraw first. I will come to the village to have a look! If the hall master lets I'll go back, then I'll go back without saying a word! We only know about Mozi because the hall master leads people to tell stories about Mozi all day long!"
"Oh? You seem to like Hongyangtang very much?"
Gu Dan heard the implication, "Why?"
"Hall Master Wang treats us as human beings!"
Mentioning this, Erniu became interested in talking again, and said continuously: "The people in Hunyuan Hall of the three remaining halls are basically old people in the church. They are lazy and lazy. They don't see anyone during the war. When it comes to taking credit, he shouts louder than anyone else, and he always talks about his seniority. He looks down on those of us who joined in half way, which is the most abominable thing!
There is also the Mahayana Hall, where everyone's life is very precious, and they are all a group of wealthy people. I looked down on this one and looked down on that one. I wanted to use my nostrils to look at people. Although one was more afraid of death than the other, they were still relatively capable of beating. They were the first to hold out in this battle. If it hadn't been for them, they might have been able to hold on for a little longer!
Only Hongyang Hall does not look down on us. We will be rewarded for merit and punished for delinquency. We will discuss the matter on a case-by-case basis, regardless of seniority or origin. Everyone obeys Hall Master Wang! Hall Master Wang often eats with us idiots like us, and I even drank with him once! I heard that he also came from a miserable background and chose to rebel because he couldn't stand the imperial court. One of the people I admire the most is Mozi, otherwise how could we know that saint! "
"So, you are very convinced by that Hall Master Wang?" Gu Dan said.
"That's right! If it weren't for Hall Master Wang, people like us would have been robbed of our ability to ride a horse long ago! The person I admire most is Hall Master Wang!"
The excited voice sounded like a proud one. It was obvious that he agreed very much with Hongyangtang and Wang Mang. Erniu pointed to the horse tied under the eaves outside the door to take shelter from the rain, feeling quite proud.
Horses are naturally not as valuable as cows on ordinary days, but this is in troubled times!
You've heard of riding a horse and whipping your whip, but you've never heard of riding an ox on a long voyage, right?
It is really not easy for a person of his background to have a horse as a mount.
"I understand, it won't be long before the King Hall Master you admire will come over."
Gu Dan nodded slightly, and finally there was a smile on his face.
In the most recent letter, Wang Mang did not brag about the career he had worked so hard for - although judging from the letters in the early years, it cannot be said that this career is all about soft food, it can only be said that it is inseparable. Fucked with a rich woman.
But it is completely impossible to be so trusted and respected by his subordinates without sufficient charisma and means.
However, recalling that when the Gu family's courtyard had nothing to do with the Mo family, Wang Mang, who was just nine years old, dared to play tricks of informing people and killing people with borrowed knives. It is not surprising that he has such mind and means now.
Perhaps it's because the child at the head of the cell is used to seeing the dangers in the world and knows very well how to win over the people under his command.
"Um?"
Er Niu was a little shocked. How could Hall Master Wang be one of the top heroes under the White Lotus Cult? Why did he come here for no reason?
Gu Dan said nothing more, picked up a half-broken earthen jar from under the eaves, collected a lot of rainwater, and poured it on the embers of the fire that was almost completely extinguished in the house.
"Tick La La~"
White smoke rose into the air, making it difficult to see the faces of the people wandering around.
Although this house can no longer be truly inhabited, it was once a home, and it should be cherished.
They didn't have to wait too long.
Not long after, Gu Dan was the first to hear the sound of horses galloping towards them.
Compared with the sound of the two cows riding in, the sound of the horse's hooves perceived by Gu Dan this time seemed calm and powerful, which was obviously better than the sound. Moreover, the two horses came running together.
"Brother Gu?! Are you here!"
From a distance, Wang Mang began to shout with a loud voice.
"This sound?"
Er Niu raised his head blankly and asked in disbelief: "Why do you look so much like Hall Master Wang?"
(End of chapter)
