Night in the thirteenth year of Tianwu's reign in the Great Jin Dynasty.
A mass grave.
A woman and child carrying a basket and a lamp were walking among the rotting corpses.
A motorcade passed by, and the young man who raised the curtain on the carriage saw her picking up the severed limbs and arms into the basket, then picked a relatively clean piece and gnawed it raw. He suppressed the nausea and silently lowered the curtain.
[Ding! You have successfully survived a month in troubled times, and you will be rewarded with millions of dollars!]
[The reward has arrived, please check it~]
Two voices suddenly sounded in his mind, and Xie Yuan, who was in a daze, slowly came back to his senses.
Thirteen years ago, he traveled through time and became Xie Yuan, the outsider of the Xie family who was abandoned in the mountains, and had a simple life with his mother, who had no chance to live in the world;
Ten years ago, when his mother died of illness and he almost died of illness in the mountains, he awakened to this survival system.
As long as you live an extra month in this era of starvation, the system will issue a survival reward.
So he has survived until now relying on system rewards.
Xie Yuan originally thought that he was going to survive the troubled times in the mountains, until not long ago, the Xie family came to the door, knocked him unconscious without any explanation, and asked him to replace his favored brother in the family and get on the proton convoy bound for the Huns——
The Jin Dynasty was defeated in the war with the Xiongnu. To show their sincerity, they were willing to send protons and countless gold and silver treasures to the Xiongnu.
Xie Yuan knew that once he went to serve as a hostage to the Huns, what awaited him would not be returning to the imperial court in three years, but becoming a prisoner or even a two-legged sheep in the army.
The young boy sighed.
Life is so unlucky, who else would it be?
"Hey, Mr. Xie." Someone next to him suddenly patted his arm.
Xie Yuan turned his head slightly and glanced at the guy.
The guy rubbed his hands and smiled, then he came over and spoke in a low voice: "Do you want to survive?"
"After taking this road of no return, who can return to the Central Plains alive?" Xie Yuan smiled.
"After passing this mass grave, we will leave the Central Plains. My father has arranged people for me there. If you want to survive, just take advantage of the chaos and escape later." The man said mysteriously.
"...You want to rob officers and soldiers?"
"This is the only plan for now. If you go to the Xiongnu territory, you won't be able to escape even if you want to. I saw that you and I were in the same car and were about the same age as my Qilang, so I thought of saving you by the way. You
If you don’t run, I will run away by myself later.”
Xie Yuanmo.
Most of the people who serve as protons are children of well-known families, and all families have soldiers - so what this guy said is not impossible.
The opportunity to survive was before him, so he naturally wanted to seize it.
Just don’t be reckless if you don’t know whether it’s true or false.
Thinking of this, Xie Yuan slowly closed his eyes.
The young man seemed to be pretending to be asleep, but in fact he quietly pricked up his ears and began to pay close attention to every move outside.
I don't know how long it took, but the carriage shook violently, tilted sideways, and fell to pieces in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, the chaotic sound of horse hooves and the scraping of knife tips came from all around.
Xie Yuan slowly opened his eyes and saw a group of men in black killing each other there.
The children of the aristocratic family huddled together, shivering.
And the guy who was with him just now has long since disappeared.
A head flew in the air and rolled in front of Xie Yuan, with flying blood and brains splashing onto him.
Looking at the dead-eyed head, a cold sweat broke out on Xie Yuan's back.
He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he quietly got up and ran into the mountains and fields nearby.
…
One month later.
A teahouse in Youzhou.
The storyteller took a sip of tea and was stunned——
"A few months ago, I, the Jin Dynasty, were defeated and negotiated peace with the Xiongnu. I sent His Highness and all the noble princes as hostages. Unexpectedly, the car passing through the Central Plains was ambushed! As for the details, I will explain it later!
"
A certain private room on the second floor of the tea house.
Xie Yuan took a sip of tea and spoke very calmly to the young man sitting across from him with a sword on his waist.
After a moment, he smiled slightly and said, "The disease has been cured. It seems that I have won again."
The young man put down the chess piece in his hand and curled his lips: "Master, if you compete with me, I can defeat you in a row."
Xie Yuan smiled but said nothing.
A few days ago, the system issued a new survival reward to him.
Random historical celebrities.
Xie Yuan thought that some treacherous ministers would come, but instead he met a young man.
That little general who was famous during the Han Dynasty was Huo Qubing.
The moment he saw Huo Qubing, Xie Yuan was surprised for a while at the reward given to famous ministers by the system, and then he had a bold idea.
He is no longer strict, he wants to recruit followers and add a few wizards who can govern the world in this troubled world where etiquette and music have collapsed.
Comrade Xiao Xie will do whatever he says.
After buying a mountain, Xie Yuan took advantage of the renovation of the villa to visit the teahouse.
He wanted to inquire and see if anyone in Jiankang knew about the robbery of the convoy.
Now I heard from those who drank tea that the emperor already knew about it and did not punish the officers and soldiers. He also sent a group of protons to escort him.
Xie Yuan shook his head after hearing the news.
Under Sima's rule, officials were extravagant and competitive, and the people did not know that they had enough to eat, and even ate human corpses.
With such an emperor and such bureaucrats, how can a dynasty last long?
"Lord, you are in the teahouse today just to inquire about news from Jiankang?" Huo Qubing raised his eyebrows.
"Waiting for someone." Xie Yuan picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"who?"
"An old friend."
After Xie Yuan finished speaking, the waiter who delivered the tea knocked on the door and came in. He handed him a wooden slip with a flattering smile: "Young Master, there was an official just now and asked me to bring you a message."
"I'm tired."
After the waiter left, Xie Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the wooden tablet.
Huo Qubing, who was sitting across from him, was yawning out of boredom when he suddenly saw Xie Yuan clenching the wooden slip and getting up, putting on his bamboo hat and hurried out.
Huo Qubing quickly followed.
After leaving the teahouse, Huo Qubing asked: "Master, where are you going?"
"execution ground."
Huo Qubing: "??"
"execution ground?"
"execution ground."
Before noon, the periphery of the execution place was filled with people watching the theater.
The sky is dark today, and there is faint thunder roaring among the clouds.
When the common people saw that the criminal who was about to be executed had not yet come forward, they dispersed one after another, fearing that they would be caught in the rain later.
At this moment, behind the execution platform.
The official weighed the silver ingot in his hand, and the boredom on his face was instantly replaced by flattery.
"Master, please chat for now. I will call you when noon arrives."
Xie Yuan nodded, and then looked at the old man in front of him who was tied up and had messy hair and beard.
The old man also stared at Xie Yuan, and his words were trembling for some reason: "Are you really Xie Jiashilang?"
Xie Yuan nodded and bowed to the old man: "The first time I met Uncle Zhong was in a place like this."
This man is his mother's brother and his only relative besides his father.
Xie Yuan tried the contact method given by his mother, but he didn't want to really get in touch.
I just didn't expect that his uncle Zhong would end up in such a predicament.