Chapter 767: My heart is separated by mountains and seas, mountains and seas cannot be leveled (Part 2)
(To correct an error in setting, Wanyan Qingjue’s father was originally written as Wanyan Sagai, and should be Wanyan’s mother who was granted the title of King Wu.)
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The evening breeze carries the warmth of summer nights, the lights are bright, and the stars are twinkling. Southwest and Deng County are entering a warm night.
Looking down from the mountainside, dots of lights spread along the foothills. In the distance, the square at the foot of the mountain is crowded with people. In the theater on one side of the square, a new play called "Autumn Wind" is being performed. Chinese soldiers from Bly County
Groups of merchants, workers, and farmers who came from Jishan gathered here with their families, waiting to enter. Above the theater, a complex windmill pulled a huge revolving lantern to slowly rotate.
Although Bamboo Records initially promoted the intelligence network through storytelling, singing, juggling, etc. Compared to the outside world, the entertainment activities within the Huaxia Army are relatively rich, but Hedeng's theater is still the most formal of all entertainments.
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The theater is open to everyone in the Huaxia Army. The ticket price is not expensive. The main issue is the quota. It is good for each person to get one or two tickets a year. People who lived in poverty at the beginning regarded this event as a big day.
, traveled across mountains and rivers, making this square lively every night. Recently, it has not been interrupted due to the tense situation outside. People in the square are laughing and laughing. The soldiers are talking and laughing with their companions while paying attention to suspicious situations around them.
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An attempted arson that had only occurred two days ago now seemed as if it had never happened.
Maybe people who have experienced the baptism of war have found the secret to living in such a situation.
In the family area on the mountain, it seems much quieter, with gentle lights and occasional footsteps walking through the street. In the newly built two-story building, a window on the second floor is open and the lights are on. From here
You can easily see the square and theater in the distance. Although the new drama
She was welcomed, but the woman who participated in the training and was in charge of the drama never went backstage to check the audience's reaction. In the flickering lights, a woman with a haggard look sat on the bed, lowering her head to mend a small dress.
, while the needle and thread were being threaded, my hand had already been pricked twice.
Footsteps sounded softly, and someone pushed the door open. The woman looked up and saw the woman who came in from the door with a gentle smile on her face, wearing light black clothes, with her hair tied behind her head. She looked several
The dress is similar to that of a man, but he also looks heroic: "Sister Hongti." Here is Lu Hongti. Although she is very skilled in martial arts at home, she has the most gentle temperament. She is the type who doesn't mind being bullied occasionally. Jin'er and
Then she can get close to him.
"How are you? I came to see you when I passed by."
"I've been fine for a long time."
"That's good." Hongti sat sideways on the edge of the bed, put her legs together, and looked at the fabric in her hand, "Making clothes?"
"My craftsmanship is ugly." Jin'er's face turned red and she hid the clothes in her arms. Hongti smiled. She probably knew the meaning of these clothes and didn't talk or laugh. Jin'er then said
Taking out the clothes, "The child disappeared quietly. When I think about it, I didn't make anything for him..."
"Hmm." Hongti was silent for a moment, "Anyway... I just got pregnant, so I don't know anything. Just let Li Heng conceive another baby with you."
"I want a boy."
"Well……"
Hongti pursed her lips slightly, probably wanting to say that this was not a casual choice. Jin'er burst into laughter and said, "Okay, Sister Hongti, I'm not sad anymore."
Hongti showed a helpless look as if she had been teased. Jin'er rushed forward slightly and hugged her hand: "Sister Hongti, you look so handsome dressed like this today. Why don't you conceive a child with me?"
He was about to reach into the other person's clothes, and one hand fell on the waistband of his trousers, trying to reach back. Hongti smiled and shrank her legs to avoid it. After all, Jin'er had been low on energy recently, this kind of boudoir girl's joke
He didn't continue driving.
"This is night clothes. I feel relieved that you are in such good spirits." Hongti tidied up her clothes and stood up, "I still have some things to do and I have to go out first."
"Sister Hongti, you have to be careful." Jin'er waved her hand, "If you come back late, I will seduce your man."
"The man is dealing with things, it will take some time." Hongti smiled and finally told her: "Drink more water." After leaving the room, Jin'er looked out the window, where Hongti's figure gradually disappeared.
, a small group of people came out of the shadows and followed Hong Ti away. Zheng Qiming and others who were highly skilled in martial arts were also among them. Jin'er waved her hands gently at the window and watched their figures disappear into the distance.
Occasionally, there will be such a time when everyone is busy. After taking care of her mother for a few days, the enthusiastic little Ning Ke was taken to the office by Ning Yi to serve tea and water. Yunzhu stayed in the library to organize and began to regain his temper.
Tan'er is still in charge of some of the internal affairs of the Chinese army. Even Xiaochan has been quite busy recently. Of course, the main reason is because Jin'er also needs to rest during this period, so not many people will disturb him today.
she.
The night passed quietly, and when the clothes were almost done, a small quarrel came in from outside, and then the two little ghosts Ning Shuang and Ning Ning pushed in the door. The four-year-old little sisters, because of their age,
They are similar and always play together. At this time, a small quarrel occurred.
He got up and came to Jin'er to comment on Jin'er's temperament. Jin'er was usually lively and lively, just like a sister of several juniors. She had always been loved by the little girl. Jin'er couldn't help but mediate between the two of them. After the atmosphere was harmonious, they let her go.
The female soldier who took care of them took the two children away to rest.
The night was getting late, and in the square below, today's drama had ended. People came out of the theater one after another. Jin'er picked up a set of clothes that she had made, wrapped them in a small bundle, and went out from the door. The middle-aged woman guarding outside
Standing up, Jin'er smiled with her and said, "I want to go to the back mountain. Sister Qing, please follow me."
"Yes." The female soldier named Li Qing nodded and picked up the Miao sword, fire gun and other items that she carried with her. This is a Miao girl from the Miao border. She originally followed the Ba Dao camp in the uprising and once defeated Liu Dabiao.
As a master of tips, if an assassin really comes, it will be difficult for a few Jianghu people to get an advantage from her. Even a master like Hongti will have to spend a lot of effort to take her down.
All the way through the streets of the family area, the theatergoers have not returned yet, and there are not many people on the streets. Occasionally, a few young people pass by on the streets, and they all carry weapons with them. They say hello to Jin'er, and Jin'er smiles with them.
Smiling and waving.
"Aunt Jin'er, you have to be careful not to go too far. There are bad people recently."
"Know."
"Don't worry, even if a bad guy comes, we won't let him cause damage!"
"That's all thanks to you."
"Hey, Aunt Jin'er has Aunt Li Qing with her, so she doesn't need you..."
In such an atmosphere, we walked all the way and soon passed the family area and went to the back of the mountain. The mountain behind Hedeng is not big. It is connected to the Martyrs Cemetery. The patrols on the periphery are actually quite strict. There are military camps further away.
In the restricted area, there is no need to worry too much about the infiltration of enemies. But it is much quieter than before. Jin'er walked through the small woods and came to the pond in the forest. He put the baggage here, and the moonlight was quiet.
sprinkled on the ground.
Li Qing had disappeared from sight. Jin'er was sitting on the grass in the forest, leaning against the big tree. In fact, she had not thought clearly about what she was going to do here. She sat like this for a while, then got up and dug a
He took out the small clothes from the bag, put them gently into the pit, and buried them in them.
Then he sat there for a while and said, "You... you have to live a good life when you get there."
There were tears reflecting the soft light of the moonlight and falling from the white cheeks.
This child doesn't even have a name yet.
After that, Jin'er was thinking about the child, thinking about this and other things, and she didn't know how long it had passed. Someone's footsteps came from the woods, Jin'er turned her head and looked, and Ning Yi's figure passed through.
In the woods, he walked to her and stood next to her for a moment, then also sat down beside her.
"Amitabha." He clasped his hands in front of the small tomb and shook it twice.
Jin'er wiped the corners of her eyes and smiled: "Why are you here?"
"When you are busy, you always have to be lazy for yourself." Ning Yi reached out and touched her hair, "The child is gone when it is gone. In less than a month, he is not as big as your fingernails. I can't remember.
It won't hurt."
"I know." Jin'er nodded and was silent for a moment, "I think of my sister, my brother, my father and my mother."
"Well..." Ning Yi knew about Jin'er's past. Her family was poor. Jin'er's parents sold her to a brothel when she was five years old. Later, when Jin'er returned, her parents and younger brother were dead, and her sister married
She was given as a concubine to the rich man, and Jin'er left a gold ingot and never went back. Except for mentioning these past events to Ning Yi once or twice, she never mentioned them again.
"My parents and brother, they died so early. I hate them in my heart and don't miss them anymore, but just now..." She wiped her eyes, "Just now... I thought of the dead baby, and I suddenly remembered
They are gone. My husband, you say, they are so pitiful. They live that kind of life and sell their daughters with their own hands. No one sympathizes with them. My brother is just like that.
My little brother died of illness. Tell me, why didn't he wait until I got the gold ingot to go back and save him? I hate my parents for selling me, and I don't miss him, but my brother is very sensible. He never cried or made trouble since he was a child.
...Uh uh uh, and my sister, how do you think she is now? The war is in chaos, and she is stupid. Is she already dead? They... they are so pitiful..."
She hugged Ning Yi's neck, grinned, and cried like a child. Ning Yi thought she was sad about the child's miscarriage, but unexpectedly, she thought of her former family because of the child. At this time, she heard
Listening to his wife's words, his eyes slightly twitched.
Somewhat tenderly, he hugged her for a while and whispered: "I'll help you find your sister, I'll help you find your sister..." After all, her parents and younger brother were dead long ago, maybe they were related to her.
Aborted children generally go to live in another world.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Jin'er hugged her husband and cried for a long time by the small lake.
Under the same night, black figures were stopping and walking in the shadows of the mountains like ghosts. Under the cliff in front, was a small group of travelers who were also hidden in the darkness. Each of these people was armed with a weapon and looked ferocious.
, some ear-wearing
There were people with golden rings and loose hair, some with tattoos and strange weapons, and some strangers who had tamed Haidongqing's ordinary wolf-dogs mixed in among them. These people did not light a bonfire at night, obviously to hide themselves.
own whereabouts.
At a certain moment, the wolf dog barked!
The light of the sword rose on one side, and the blood flew with the broken arms. The group of strangers jumped up in the darkness. From behind, Lu Hongti's figure burst into them, and the message of death suddenly pushed out of the way. The wolf dog was like a little lion.
A general rush came, and weapons and figures rushed together in chaos...
Bianliang.
Xue Guangcheng, who was covered in blood, was taken out of the cell and into a nearby room. He sat down on a chair in the center and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.
Looking forward, he finally saw the Jurchen leader.
"General Alisha, you are becoming more and more like a pussy. Have you ever seen someone who comes here knowing that he is going to die and is afraid of death?"
The Jurchen general Ali Gua was in his sixties and was famous for his martial prowess.
"You Han envoys, who think you can use your words to make a difference, beg too much for mercy after being sentenced."
"Then have you ever seen such a person in the Chinese army?"
Ali looked at him, his eyes like steel knives. Xue Guangcheng spat out another mouthful of blood, put his hands on his knees, and sat up straight: "Since I came here, I have put life and death aside, but one thing is for sure, I can't go back.
If I go, Wanyan Qingjue will be buried with me. This is the promise Mr. Ning once made to me."
"If only Yan Qingjue had to exchange the lives of all the people in Bianliang City, plus you. Are you thinking too well?"
"Because the people in Bianliang are not important. You and I are fighting against each other, and we will do whatever we can to do it. It is also an upright move. If we arrest Liu Yu, you will lose to me." Xue Guangcheng pointed at him with his finger, "Killing the people in Bianliang is the right thing to do.
You losers are venting your anger. The Chinese army saved people out of morality and gave you a step down. General Ali Gua, you also have an old relationship with Wu King Wanyan's mother. It will be good for you to save his son."
"Don't make it sound like the people of Bianliang are not important to you at all." Ali laughed loudly: "If that were true, you wouldn't come today. You incited people to rebel with black flags, and finally abandoned them and left. These deceived people
Yes, but they all hate you!"
"I, the Chinese army, committed regicide and rebelled. If I want morality, I can leave a good reputation. If I don't want morality, it is also an act of a man. General Ali, yes, it was my decision to arrest Liu Yu, and it left some bad reputation.
I risk my life to
Do your best. You Jurchens went south to capture the Central Plains, not to destroy it. You can also kill in Bianliang City today. Like a woman, kill me to vent your personal anger, and then let you Jurchens be brutal.
Spread wider."
"Or," Xue Guangcheng stared at Ali aggressively, "or, one day in the future, I will show you what it means to beat you down on the battlefield with dignity! Of course, you are already old, and I can't win with force.
But sooner or later, our Chinese army will regain the Han land, invade the Jin Kingdom, and beat all your children and grandchildren to the ground."
"You are looking for death." Ali Gua flipped the table in front of him with one hand and strode over.
"Let you know what it means to be truly invincible."
The figure stepped forward, slashing with the steel sword, roars, and voices kept intersecting. Facing the figure that had fought out of the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, Xue Guangcheng spoke and stood up facing the steel sword.
, there was a bang, and the steel knife hit his shoulder. He had already been tortured, but at this time his body tilted slightly, but he still stood proudly.
The blade that was about to cut on his neck turned into a blade at the last moment, making a loud noise, and the blade stopped on his neck.
Xue Guangcheng took another step forward and stared at Ali's shaved eyes, as if boiling blood was burning. The atmosphere was solemn, and two tall figures faced each other in the room.
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When Wanyan Qingjue entered the study under the guidance of the soldiers, it was already afternoon. Ning Yi stood in front of the window looking at the sunshine outside, with his hands behind his back.
"Young prince, you don't have to be polite, just sit down wherever you want." Ning Yi said casually without turning around and didn't know what he was thinking. Naturally, Wanyan Qingjue didn't sit down either. He was captured and brought to Southwest China for nearly a year.
, the Chinese army did not mistreat him, except for letting him participate in labor from time to time to earn a living income. The life Wanyan Qingjue lived during these days was many times better than that of ordinary prisoners.
However, after long-term labor, he naturally lost the vigor he had as a young prince. Of course, even if he had, after seeing Ning Yi's domineering display, he would never dare to show it in front of Ning Yi.
"It is a misfortune for people to be born in this age." Ning Yi was silent for a long time before turning his head and speaking, "How wonderful it would be to be born in a peaceful and prosperous age... Of course, young prince, you may not think so..."
Wanyan Qingjue looked at the man in front of him who showed a hint of weakness with some vigilance. According to past experience, such a person in power would probably kill someone.
"I wonder...why Mr. Ning sighs like this."
"My wife lost a child." Ning Yi turned around.
Wanyan Qingjue also heard about this, but she was stunned for a moment: "A wife is like clothes, Mr. Ning doesn't want to say that he is feeling emotional about this kind of thing, right?"
"A ruthless man may not be a true hero. You may not understand how a pity child can be without a husband." Ning Yi looked at him and smiled gently, and then said, "I called you here today because I want to tell you that maybe you have a chance to leave. Little Prince
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"Or...I hope you can leave here safely..."
The summer sunshine poured in from the window. The scholar stood in the light and raised his hand slightly. There was a mountain-like weight in his calm eyes...