Xie Yuan turned his head and saw the young man sitting cross-legged beside him with a smile.
"Brother Wangshu." Xie Yuan nodded slightly and pushed the jug away, "I brewed it myself, want a sip?"
Qi Yan shook his head and pointed to his white clothes: "I am still observing filial piety."
"Sorry, I forgot."
Xie Yuan picked up the wine jug and drank from the sea. The wine in the jug quickly reached the bottom.
"Brother, I watch the sky at night, and the purple stars are rising slowly in the north... The Central Plains is going to be in chaos." He sighed.
"Xiaoyuan can still see the sky?" Qi Yan was stunned.
"My mother taught me some things." Comrade Xiao Xie said nonsense seriously.
Qi Yanmo.
Suddenly I felt that what he learned was fake. He was also a descendant of the Qi family, and Xiao Yuan must have been too good.
"If the Central Plains is going to be in chaos, don't we still have my general of the Jin Dynasty?" Qi Yan also raised his head and looked at the sky.
"The phoenix chooses a good tree to live on. If the wood is not a good tree, the phoenix cannot live on it."
Qi Yan's eyes moved: "Xiaoyuan means..."
"If the north is in chaos, how can the Jin Dynasty survive?" Xie Yuan did not answer, but sighed again.
Qi Yan's expression changed and he stared at Xie Yuan, thinking that he was talking drunkenly.
But he didn't expect that the young man's eyesight was clear and there was no hint of drunkenness in his eyes.
So what he said is true?
"Heroes emerge in troubled times, and there will always be someone who comes out to support the country." Qi Yan looked calm.
"Yes, there will always be someone who stands up." Xie Yuan smiled.
The breeze blew, and both of them stopped talking.
…
Outside the northern part of the Great Jin Dynasty, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. People walking on the desert land can always hear one or two howls of wolves flying from a distance.
The people in the Central Plains have fallen asleep and are talking to Duke Zhou.
At this time, Rouran was covered in beacon fire.
Yujiulu tribe.
In the tent that was completely destroyed by sharp spears, a young man covered in blood crawled out tremblingly. The noise from far and near made him subconsciously raise his head.
The boy's brown eyes reflected the firelight from the sky - the arrows falling from the sky accurately landed on every inch of the tribe's soil.
Seeing that the once living warriors had now turned into unrecognizable corpses one after another, he couldn't help but be stunned.
A few hours ago, they were drinking and eating meat, talking around the campfire about migrating south to the Central Plains...
Why, why is it like this?
There were very few surviving warriors from the Yujiulu tribe, and they were unwilling to fall even if they were hit by several arrows. They roared, grabbed the invaders' hair, and struggled with them with all their strength.
Several heads rolled in front of the young man with splashes of blood. When he was stunned, a pair of hands suddenly picked him up.
In just a few moments, he was taken away from the tribe.
The young man was placed on a horse. He looked back at the person who picked him up.
"Father..." The young man's eyes moved.
This man who was supposed to be the most noble man in Rouran suddenly lost his hair, his hair was messy, and there were two broken arrows stuck in his shoulder blades.
The man looked at the young man with deep and serious eyes——
"The Ermian clan united with the Avgan clan to rebel, to destroy my Yujiulu clan and seize the throne of Khan. My son, remember, you will be the last bloodline of Yujiulu, go south to the Central Plains..."
Before he finished speaking, another arrow flew over and pierced the man's abdomen.
The hot blood splashed onto the fierce horse, making it restless.
"They are there, we can't let them escape!"
"Chase, the Great Khan ordered, and capture all the Yujiulu royal family!"
"Don't kill them, the Khan has an order to make them slaves!"
"..." "..."
Noisy sounds came from not far away, and the rapidly approaching sound of horse hooves made the man's expression change slightly.
"Go to the Central Plains and don't come back for revenge!"
After he finished explaining in a hurry, he pulled out his short knife and thrust it into the horse's butt.
The fierce horse felt pain and spread its hooves and ran away.
"Live! Live!"
The last shout of the man behind him disappeared in the dust and smoke. The young man's heart moved and he turned his head slowly.
The man who was once admired and worshiped by Rouran was actually held by several warriors with spears against his neck, forcing him to kneel down to a young man who came slowly...
Bow your head and bow your head.
The young man's eyes suddenly turned red, he gritted his teeth and rode away.
As dawn rose, the fighting in the Yujiulu tribe finally ceased.
The land is devastated, and the invaders are carrying out cleanup work in an orderly manner——
The mutilated corpses were boiled and eaten on the spot, while the intact bodies were burned and sacrificed to heaven.
"Great Khan, the little prince Yujiulu has run away to the Central Plains. We can't catch up." A soldier walked into the big tent and bowed his head and saluted the young man hugging him from left to right.
"If a young boy with yellow hair runs away, let him run away." The man waved his hand, "Go and count the women in Yujiulu and distribute them to the soldiers to make breeding tools."
"Thank you, Khan!" The soldier's eyes lit up with unprecedented excitement.
…
In October, the barbarians once again went south to invade the Central Plains.
Many people fled to the pass. Because there was a famine, many people starved to death along the way.
After hearing the news, Xie Yuan immediately led a group of hangers-on, carrying sweet potatoes and rice towards the place where the refugees were fleeing.
After hearing that Xie Yuan came out to help the people again, the refugees rushed towards his place.
In just a few days, all the sweet potatoes and rice were carved up and empty.
The people who came again wanted to get a piece of rice soup, but there was no more.
They began to blame Xie Yuan and asked him why he didn't stock up on more food, as the portion was not enough.
Huo Qubing was so angry that he was half dead: "It is not easy to store food in the year of famine. As soon as the Lord heard the news, he rushed to the outside of the customs with the food to help the refugees - he took out all nine points of the academy's food, and you are still not satisfied waiting!"
"Those who don't open the warehouse to store grain are reluctant to let go and scold them, but those who open the warehouse to store grain will be criticized here. How can there be such a reason in the world-"
The young man's clear voice spread to every corner, and by the time he finished speaking, the refugees had already been scolded and their faces were red, and each one of them had woken up from their anger.
Yes, people are kind-hearted and come to help them out of morality, but it is not necessary to help them.
Some people are not convinced, saying that those aristocratic families and the government have not come forward yet, so what can Xie Yuan, a humble family member, do to show his face and show off?
"He's just trying to gain fame."
"That's right, when it comes to helping the people, it's clear that you want to accumulate fame so that you can become an official in the future!"
"..." "..."
As soon as someone spoke up, the refugees' anger that had subsided suddenly came out again, pointing at Xie Yuan's nose and scolding him for being hypocritical.
Many children of aristocratic families and officials who were preparing to leave here for refuge came to join in the fun. While watching the show, they laughed at Xie Yuan for not overestimating his abilities.
Xie Yuan didn't really care.
To him, fame is just a frivolous thing. It's enough for him to do what he wants to do according to his own will.
Before the refugees had finished cursing, there was another commotion outside the customs.
Another group of refugees has arrived fleeing the famine.
"Unjust, go to Liangzhou City and then go to Wanshi Liang to come out." Xie Yuan said warmly.