"Boom boom boom..."
In the military camp of Huangzhou Prince's Mansion, bonfires were lit, illuminating the mountains and rivers as bright as day.
Everyone sat around the campfire according to the number of people in the camp.
Complaint meeting?
How to complain?
"Huhuhu..."
The wind rustled the leaves on Shenlong Mountain.
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the moon revealed its incomplete face again.
"Pa bang bang..."
In the mountains and rivers, the fish jumped out of the water happily again, as if they had forgotten the terror just now, and slapped the water with their tails.
now.
In the deserted state military stronghold.
Except for the patrolling and lurking sentries, Xia Tian is the only person standing.
He looked around with a starry eye.
These people are the original family background of his Huangzhou Palace.
He said: "What is a grievance meeting?"
"It means to speak out the bitterness in your heart, pour out the bitterness of life and emotions, and let us all know!"
"Sometimes, when I feel miserable, if I find someone to talk to, I feel less miserable!"
"Now, just treat the people around you as friends who are willing to listen to your complaints!"
"In the future, when you live and fight together, you should also be friends!"
"Do you understand?"
"clear!"
Everyone in Huangzhou Palace responded loudly.
Xia Tian encouraged with a smile: "Be bold and let go. The opportunity to dump the bitter water does not come at any time. You are dumping on the order of my king today. You must seize the opportunity!"
"As the old saying goes, after passing this village, there is no such store!"
This kind of old saying is all new saying that comes out in summer.
"Hahaha......"
Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard their prince's playful words.
The handsome young prince under the firelight always touches people's hearts with his words!
At this time.
After each campfire circle spoke during the summer, the designated organizer took over and began organizing the event.
Xia Tian then sat down and looked at everyone: "Who comes first?"
Everyone was silent and looked at Xia Tian.
The implication is: "Your Majesty, you can come first!"
Everyone is curious about the pain in Xia Tian's heart.
Xia Tian knows what everyone is thinking.
However, he said loudly: "Zangyi, you come first!"
Zang Yi was stunned: "Yes!"
Suddenly.
Everyone is excited!
Among all the people, the ones that everyone knows the most are the suffering of Lao Gui who suffered physical injuries after coming down from the battlefield, and the suffering of Zhao Zi who often wandered from the barren state to the Central Plains, and suffered from a broken family and missing people.
When it comes to mystery around Xia Tian, Zang Yi is the number one.
The man who died with a hidden sword has been the most mysterious person in the world throughout the ages.
He is also the person that everyone wants to know the most.
Zang Yi stood up, walked to the bonfire, in the middle of the circle of people, and spoke coldly, his voice without emotion or warmth.
“For as long as I can remember, my parents were often out on missions and rarely at home.”
"Until one time, a strange uncle came in and told me that they were killed while performing their mission!"
"That year, when I was six years old, I asked him sadly...who killed my parents?"
"That uncle said it was the Great Xia court!"
Zang Yi's tone became much lower: "Later, that uncle took me away to a mountain!"
"There are thousands of orphans like me, whose parents were killed by the Great Xia court, gathered there."
"Both men and women!"
"From that time on, we had a new name - Hidden Sword Dead Soldiers!"
"Until then, I didn't know that my parents were officials of the former Qin Dynasty and were hunted by the hawks and dogs of the Great Xia court."
"On that day, I saw the suicide note written by my father and mother, telling me to protect the prince with my life!"
"Because, if the prince can control the power, he will definitely be able to protect former Qin officials like my parents!"
"In this world, there are still many officials from the former Qin Dynasty who are hiding in secret and trying to survive."
"From that day on, I practiced the hidden sword technique while performing tasks according to the master's instructions."
"In the past ten years, 90% of the dead soldiers with hidden swords who gathered on the mountain died in the execution of their mission, leaving only a hundred of us."
"I escaped death countless times before I lived to be 16 years old and received the order to protect the prince."
"Because I have outstanding talent, am the best at practicing Tibetan swordsmanship, and am the best at completing tasks, I became Zangyi."
At this time.
The faceless man spoke up: "The dead man with the hidden sword, throughout the ages, why has he been called the leader of the dead men?"
"It's because the practice of hidden swordsmanship is not only about martial arts, but also about tempering mental skills."
"Those who can master the art of hidden swords have experienced a narrow escape from death!"
"If you don't master the art of hiding a sword, you will die without rebirth."
"Throughout the ages, there have been three batches of soldiers who died with hidden swords in this world."
"The first batch was practiced by the founder of the Hidden Sword Sect."
"The second batch was practiced by former Qin Zulong."
"The third batch is for hiding you guys!"
He cupped his hidden sword and said, "Senior Wuxian really understands us!"
Xia Tian asked gently: "Zang Yi, have you been feeling bitter these past ten years?"
Zang Yi took a deep breath: "Bitter!"
"My parents' hatred is irreconcilable. If I don't avenge it, I will never be a human being!"
"Only by overthrowing the Daxia court can I avenge my parents!"
"With my own strength, if I want to overthrow the Great Xia court, it will be like a worm shaking a tree. I cannot do it."
"So, before I follow the prince, my heart will die!"
"This is exactly in line with the state of mind of a dead soldier!"
Zangyi raised his head and looked into the void, his face full of guilt: "At that time, the only thing I thought about was to die in the mission as soon as possible and reunite with my parents underground!"
Speaking of which.
Zangyi said with complicated eyes: "But, I met the prince!"
"Remember, the first thing you said to me in private was: You are a human being, not a murderous puppet!"
"What this king needs are people around him, not zombies!"
"Since I was a kid, my master has always said this: Once you enter the gate of the Sword-hiding Soldier, don't think of yourself as a human being. You are just a murderous walking zombie, and you are destined to die in the hands of the enemy!"
"You are destined to die for your master!"
"That day, I was confused!"
"Later, Your Majesty, you asked me again, people, a happy day is a day, a painful life is also a day, why not live happily?"
"Growing up, I rarely tasted happiness, so I don't know."
"That day, I was confused again!"
"The next day, Your Majesty, you asked me again, what is the right thing to do as a human being?"
"I always regard myself as a dead person!"
"So, I still can't answer!"
"On the third day, Your Majesty, you asked me again: I have lived to the age of sixteen in this world. Apart from being ready to die for you, and apart from the hatred that I will never forget in my heart, is there anything else I want to do?"
"I haven't thought about it, so I still can't answer it!"
"Later, the prince asked again. People leave their names when they pass by, and geese leave their voices when they pass by. When I came to this world, have I ever thought about leaving anything behind?"
"I can't even answer it!"
"Hehehe..."
Zang Yi didn't know what he thought of. A smile that no one had ever seen appeared on his stern face.
"A few days ago, the prince asked me to think about three questions."
"First question: Who am I?"
"Second question: Where do I come from?"
"Question number three: Where am I going?"
"I was confused!"
"For a while, countless questions appeared in my mind?"
"So, I started thinking!"
At this time.
Xia Tian didn't have the airs of a prince at all, and said jokingly: "When Zang Yi thinks about it, God will laugh!"
Zang Yi also laughed!
"Yes, the prince said the same thing that day!"
An unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of Xia Tian's lips. Although it was beautiful, it was very much like the cunning and proud look of a fox when he stole the chicken.
In another time and space, the wise man named Plato raised these three questions about the soul. Since ancient times, it has been a topic of debate among wise men from all walks of life. There is no standard answer.
However, it can make people think deeply and reflect on themselves.
A man who dies with a hidden sword has already had the will to die. He is like a walking corpse and does not take the initiative to think about life.
They bury their humanity and desires deep in their hearts!
And summer is to let them think about their lives, release their humanity, dispel the death energy in their hearts, and rejuvenate them.
Because the young men with hidden swords possess all kinds of knowledge. It would be a waste of their talents if they only become dead warriors!
suddenly.
Zang Yi knelt on one knee in front of Xia Tian: "Your Majesty, we have already thought about it along the way!"
"We are the prince's sword-hiding warriors."
"We are here to protect the prince!"
"In the future, we will be the sword in the prince's hand, and the direction your finger points is the direction we will move forward."
"Whom does the prince say to be killed? Whom should we kill?"
"Your Majesty wants us to die! Let's die!"
"If the prince doesn't let us die, we won't die!"
Xia Tian was caught off guard, veins twitching in the corners of his eyes: "You... are a little angry!"
"But it's not enough!"
Zang Yi said sincerely: "Yes!"
"What the prince said, Zang Yi thinks it's right!"
"We work hard to change and strive to be more alive!"
Zangyi tried his best to smile, but now, he looked uglier than crying.
summer:"......"
"Plop..."
All the hidden sword warriors appeared, kneeling on one knee behind Xia Tian, repeating Zang Yi's words: "We have thought about it! We are the prince's hidden sword warriors."
"We are here to protect the prince!"
"In the future, I will die protecting the prince."
"Whom does the prince say to be killed? Whom should we kill?"
"Your Majesty wants us to die! Let's die!"
"If the prince doesn't let us die, we won't die!"
Xia Tian looked up to the sky and sighed: "This is not the answer I want!"
"You continue to think about these three questions!"
"Next time, I'll ask again!"
"yes!"
Zang Yi couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, if a dead soldier does not die...is he still a dead soldier?"
The corners of Xia Tian's mouth twitched: "Get out!"
"Okay!"
Zang Yi happily disappeared beside the fire ring.
At this moment, I said everything in my heart and felt... so happy!
This feeling has never happened before.
He was invisible in the shadow of summer, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, and even he didn't notice it.
He actually had a nice smile.
"Everyone get out!"
"OK!"
The young men with hidden swords had an unconscious smile on their lips and disappeared again!
at this time.
The youths with hidden swords exuded more vitality.
Xia Tian also laughed!
If a person's heart is full of bitterness, there will be no place for sweetness.
Only after suffering has been exhausted can the joy come!
at this time.
Sima Lan looked at Xia Tian infatuatedly and whispered: "Xiao Ge, the boys with hidden swords have become alive!"
"Under the guidance of the prince, their future will be limitless!"
"Your Majesty, you really won their hearts!"
"From now on, they are not dead soldiers, but they will die for the prince better than dead soldiers!"
"Your Majesty, that's a very good question!"
As a dead soldier, Sima Ge felt even more deeply: "In the beginning, it was the young lady who used her heart and affection to remove all the death energy from my heart. It took many years!"
"But Your Majesty, I just asked a few questions...Miss, do you accept it?"
Sima Lan glared at her angrily: "At the beginning, you weren't convinced, right?"
Sima Ge lost his momentum: "Xiao Ge has already accepted it!"
Sima Lan smiled sweetly: "That's good!"
"Otherwise, I will ask the prince to train you and make you convinced!"
Sima Ge blushed: "Do you want the prince to tease me?"
"Is this really good?"
Sima Lan: "..."
At this time.
Xia Tian looked at the two women whispering and said curiously: "Lan'er, you are the most beautiful woman in Daxia, the most talented woman in the imperial capital, and the most beloved daughter of Prime Minister Zuo. You were forced to come to Huangzhou with me, and in my heart But is it still painful?”
Sima Lan stood up and let the firelight illuminate her beautiful face and graceful figure. She looked at somewhere in the distance and said, "Yes!"
"I have a sister who likes to grab things with me since she was a child..."
