It’s hard to leave the hot land

Author: Feng Si Niang

It’s hard to leave the hot land

Xue Feibai was frightened when she heard this. What did this crazy comment imply? The gold mine was not found. She looked at it and her mood was extremely bad. She didn't know who was going to be unlucky again...

Xue Feibai said: "We are trying to achieve nothing with a bamboo basket. I know you are very angry..."

"Who said we were running away in vain? There is another person who 'fetched water from a bamboo basket'." Du Heng squinted his eyes, and a dark light flashed past.

"Then what do you think we gained from this trip?"

Du Heng didn't say anything, he just pointed at the captured Annamites and the muskets that were released from a distance like burning pokers.

Xue Feibai gradually opened his eyes. Before he could start speaking, Wu Youdong's voice came from behind him:

"My dear niece, you are so smart. Guns are weapons, and they are very powerful firearms. Generally, only the Ordnance Bureau of the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Internal Affairs are in charge of their manufacture and use. The local guards can only make leftovers;

Annan is just a small country with some reckless bandits, so how can we have the most advanced guns in our country? Whether it is the self-made firearms in the border town or some criminals in the previous dynasty, this matter needs to be investigated...

…”

Du Heng smiled and said nothing.

Xue Feibai thought the same thing, the eighth prince and the tenth prince would not be stupid enough to sell guns; if he really did this, he would be an old man who hanged himself because he thought his life was too long.

And considering that those Annan people saw Wu Youdong and his party not long ago and thought it was reinforcements arriving, there must be a large number of Annan people coming back.

Just when Xue Feibai was about to ask something more, Wu Youdong coughed awkwardly: "Nephew, I'm bringing a change of clothes with me. If you don't mind, you might as well wear my uncle's clothes..."

Monk Xue Feibai was really confused now. Where is this?

When he was puzzled, he happened to turn around and saw his back in the river behind him: he saw a young man with a figure as slender as a pine tree, with his sleeves and trouser legs rolled up, enjoying the landscape and being free and easy; with such red lips and black eyes

With his appearance, who wouldn’t say something like a handsome young man!?

But there is such a beautiful young man, the back of his pants is stained with dirt, and two huge buttocks are printed out!!!

Xue Feibai felt his vision go dark. He remembered that he slipped and fell in the forest and squatted on his butt. He remembered that Du Heng said he wanted to change his clothes...

Xue Feibai really wanted to cry at this time. He finally understood why everyone was hesitant to talk to him. His wife is really wilted and bad! Du Heng, I am not done with you!!!

Du Heng first smiled, patted Xue Feibai, and said happily: "Happy New Year", and then ignored Xue Feibai's "murderous gaze". She saw the corpses of her tribe members buried and said nothing.

Jinhua came to her and apologized first: "I'm sorry Jinhua, I still lied to you..."

Jinhua shook her head bitterly, "Young Master, all this is just wishful thinking on my part... Can I still call you Young Master?..."

"nature."

Jinhua opened her lips, wanting to say something, but in the end not a word came out.

"Jinhua, take the remaining clan members to Spring City!" Du Heng spoke first.

Jinhua didn't speak.

"I know it's hard to leave the land. Your parents and relatives are buried in this land. But now that you are the new leader of the tribe, you have to make plans for them."

"Sir, do you... really think that I can shoulder the important responsibility of the leader of a clan? But I am only a woman, and the only ones left in our clan are women, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled..."

Du Heng turned to look at Jin Hua, who was standing against the backlight. She squinted her eyes against the dazzling sunlight and looked at her blurry outline, only to feel that she was another herself. She hoped that Jin Hua could muster up the courage to try something that Lin Zhijun didn't.

Another possibility tried.

If I had not chosen to die with my brother half a year ago, and had led the few remaining members of the Lin family to plan the layout, I think one day I would have been able to "go to Quantai to recruit old members, and kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners"!

"Jinhua, do you know? The most glorious day in a person's life is not the day when a great revenge is avenged and the enemy is killed, but the day when the challenge of life arises out of lamentation and despair, and the day when one bravely steps towards the will.

Chuncheng is not a paradise, and you will definitely encounter various problems when you move your family; but Mr. Wu is determined to reform the system and want to change the poverty in Yunnan and Guizhou. He has already taken the lead in Chuncheng, announcing that women can also inherit the incense, and they do not have to bear the husband's surname.

, have full inheritance rights to property just like brothers.

Spring City is really the best choice for you."

Jinhua was silent, but Du Heng knew that she had listened and was thinking seriously.

Du Heng stood up and looked at the rolling river, "Jinhua, before you can think of a result, we still have one big thing to complete -"

***

Wu Youdong looked at the Nanmi Lanzhang River that ran all the way to the south. The eastern sun cast a little floating light. Because it was not the rainy season, the water level dropped, and some fallen willows on the river bank were covered with thick sediment.

Sometimes the river is dangerous, and the waves hit the rocks and are broken into pieces of silver; sometimes the water flow is gentle and gentle, like a girl washing her hands on the river bank.

Wu Youdong was not a fool. He knew that the seemingly smooth water was actually rough and had numerous undercurrents, just like the treacherous situation in Beijing.

The tentacles of the power struggle in the capital can be found in every corner of the kingdom.

"The great river goes eastward, and the waves are swept away, and the romantic figures of the ages. Therefore, the way of humanity to the west of the fort is, is, is, is..."

Wu Youdong showed a sad face: "What is it?"

Ma Wu smiled and scratched his head: "Hey, sir, I forgot..."

"Stop showing off, this river eventually leads to the South China Sea, what about 'the river goes east'..."

Ma Wu pouted: "Didn't you tell us to study more..."

"Study to understand and cultivate a noble spirit. This is not just for showing off."

"Okay, okay, it's you who is in charge... Sir, are you still thinking about the Governor?"

"Yes, how can we not think about it. The Governor apparently agreed to our coming to suppress the bandits this time, but his overtones were too obvious, and he did not even want to dispatch a single soldier;

The magistrates and magistrates along the way are not expected to work together and do not give any obstacles.

I have followed the line in Chuncheng to this day, and it would be a pity not to continue..."

Ma Wu also said emotionally: "Sir, you are so kind to us! The common people expect to live a happy life with you. We old men like us don't understand the affairs of the officialdom. We only know where you point, and we will fight!"

The most glorious day in life is not the day when you achieve success, but the day when the challenge of life and the courage to move forward out of sorrow and despair arise. - Flaubert
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