At the end of the year again, there is the sound of banging clothes in every household.
Two hundred and thirty-one years ago, dynasties changed.
Taizu of Zhao State, who was still a small landowner at that time, rose up from the troubled times and established a huge empire.
Taizu trusted his subordinates very much and delegated power to them, causing talented people to rush to join him and eventually conquer the world.
On the day of the founding of the People's Republic of China, all the generals were rewarded. The general Fang Zheng who made the greatest contribution was granted the title of Duke of Rong. He was hereditary from generation to generation and received the utmost honor and favor.
Later, Taizu and Fang Zheng passed away one after another.
Taizu's son succeeded to the throne and continued to use Fang Zheng's son Fang Ping, and the two worked hard to govern.
After years of fighting, they finally unified the vast land south of Helan Mountain and east of the Western Regions.
It formed a three-legged situation with the Northern Barbarians and the West.
The Northern Barbarians were a slave country composed of various tribes headed by the Golden Horde.
The West is a theocratic country controlled by the Holy See.
The State of Zhao and the two coexisted in the world, and they were the horns of each other.
At this moment, Zhao Li stood outside the main hall of Jinling Palace, looking at his nose and heart.
In the palace, a man covered in black robes knelt on one knee in front of the throne.
Quietly waiting for the order from the man on the throne.
The second emperor of Zhao State was already old at this time.
Years of heavy affairs have turned this originally heroic man into an old man with gray temples.
But in those cloudy eyes, a gleam of light occasionally flashed, making people realize clearly.
This man is the most powerful man on this continent.
"He's back..."
"Yes." The man in black robe kneeling on the ground replied.
The old man closed his eyes, as if recalling some people and events in the past, and remained silent for a long time.
After a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out another sentence, "Let him go."
After speaking, he waved his hand.
The man in black robe disappeared silently, as if he had never appeared before, and the emperor was the only one left in the hall.
After a long time, Zhao Li thought that His Majesty had fallen asleep.
Just as I was about to go in and put some clothes on him, I heard a vague sentence inside: "After all, I owe you..."
Zhao Li was so frightened that he immediately stood up straight and began to look at his nose, nose and heart again.
These days, people who know too much will not live long. If he wants to live, Zhao Li knows more clearly than others about what he should listen to and what he should not listen to.
That's why he has been able to serve the emperor for so many years.
In Jinling City, Wuchi Alley.
An Ning slowly walked in Jinling City while pushing her wheelchair. The sun had completely set.
She wanted to find a place to stay before it got completely dark, but her master wouldn't let her go any faster.
He said that he wanted to experience this city that he had not seen for many years...
Ah Bu lay motionless in the corner of his yard.
His consciousness was no longer very clear, and the blood under his body was spreading far away.
Ahbu is thirteen years old.
When he was seven years old, his father died of illness. When he was ten years old, his mother took him and remarried a poor scholar in his thirties.
Soon after his stepfather entered the house, his mask of hypocrisy was torn apart.
He sold everything he could sell at home and went gambling, beating and scolding his mother and him.
Ah Bu didn't have enough to eat every day. His mother sometimes secretly left some food for him.
Later, my mother was beaten several times by her stepfather, but she ignored him.
A year later, my mother committed suicide and hanged herself.
Ah Bu looked at his mother and didn't cry. Maybe he didn't know what it felt like to cry.
I endured it for two years and survived by relying on charity from my neighbors.
He also thought about dying, but when he thought that his stepfather was still alive, he tried his best to live.
He has planned to kill this scumbag countless times.
But when I really stabbed the knife into his stomach.
Looking at the complicated and painful expression on his face, Ah Bu still felt a little sad.
"It turns out that from now on, I am really the only one left..."
In this world, people are dying every moment.
It’s just that those who die today, those who died yesterday, and those who die tomorrow.
It's just not the same person.
Ah Bu was lying on the ground, the blood underneath him flowing slowly, slowly gathering into a stream.
He knew it was almost time.
This was a move he had planned for a long time.
The body temperature of the man next to him has gradually cooled down.
Ah Bu is waiting.
Finally, a man with a rat-like face walked into the yard.
The man's face was red and he had obviously drunk too much.
When he saw two people, one old and one young, lying on a pool of blood in the yard, he was so shocked that he sobered up a little.
The man wanted to run out in a hurry.
But when he turned around, he suddenly saw an ingot of silver placed on the adult's body, as much as five taels.
He stopped hesitantly again, struggling with his face, trying to move his body, but couldn't.
After a while, greed still defeated fear. He bent down, picked up the silver, and rushed out of the yard.
Ah Bu looked at the man's back and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
He knew that the man would just meet the neighbor's uncle who was getting off work from the dock.
In order to calculate the time, he followed his uncle to unload the goods every day.
He also saved the money by working in the past few years, and it was all pennies per cent.
I just found someone to replace it a few days ago.
And all Abu had to do was crawl out of the yard.
She shouted the name of the wretched man and then fainted in the uncle's arms.
A bloody path was scratched on the ground.
Straight forward, not far away.
Ah Bu climbed for a long time, and it seemed like there was no end.
Ah couldn't think of the night when her mother committed suicide.
The sky is full of stars, so bright and beautiful...
The New Year is approaching, and people who have been busy all year are preparing New Year's goods. This is a rare peaceful day.
The emperor gave his whole life to this empire, and now, he is old.
The ministers all knew that it would be difficult for their Majesty to survive this winter.
It's late at night in Puyang Prince's Mansion.
There were bouts of coughing in the Buddhist hall, and the face of the last prince of Zhao Kingdom turned red.
An extremely soft and beautiful woman next to him gently patted King Puyang on his back.
"Father, it doesn't matter if he makes it to the capital alive. After all, his reputation is not justified, and the ministers will never let him be in that position." The woman said while cheering for the man.
King Puyang slowly calmed down and looked at the darkness outside the Buddhist hall with complex eyes.
He slowly said: "I have endured him all my life and tried my best to survive. I have abandoned everything I have, and now I am finally going to endure him to death. This is what I want to do in my life."
"The third child and the sixth child were on the grassland and never came back.
When Lao Wu was on the cathedral, he was called the Knight of Glory.
When Lao Qi left, he was only nineteen years old, only nineteen years old..."
After saying that, he closed his eyes, calmed his breath, and said nothing for a long time.
"You killed all my brothers, then I will kill all your sons!"
It's already dark.
The doctor bandaged Abu's incision and left.
The police and neighbors in the yard have almost left.
Only the neighbor's uncle was left sitting on the threshold talking to the young man about Abu.
The body of the poor scholar was placed on a wooden board and covered with a straw mat. The policeman had already come to perform an autopsy.
The facts of the case were very clear, so the police did not go back to the Yamen and went to arrest the person.
If everything goes well, it won't be long before the case is handed down in court.
"Master, what do you think of this child?" An Ning came out of the room.
Fang Ruo looked at the neighbor's uncle leaving and smiled, but did not answer.