Chapter two hundred and seventy-fifth song on the mountain
On a cold winter night, it was still in Qingzhou. Even though he was a martial arts practitioner, Feng Yu couldn't help but feel that the cold was irritating his skin, and he consciously moved closer to the fire.
He looked at Jiang Xingwan sitting next to him, but she was much better than him, and then he remembered the Bingxin Jue she practiced. It was probably the cold that was the most comfortable state for practicing. He took a roasted sweet potato and broke it in half and gave it to her.
"Can't you eat it? It's still warm."
Jiang Xingwan took the half and took a small bite. Feng Yu did not eat the other half, but looked at the lady's eating manner and smiled knowingly.
"why are you laughing?"
"It's nothing, I just think it looks good." The other half was also handed to her, which made her blush a little. She didn't know how the younger brother seemed to change after the relationship was made clear. He became, well, perverted!
Feng Yu glanced around and saw that they had brought almost no dry food and felt embarrassed to stay with him, so he asked Lao Cheng to accompany him, and the two of them went to the wooden house together.
"Bang bang"
"Old man, seeing that your lights are still on, I would like to ask you for something. Isn't it convenient?"
It took a long time before there was any movement inside. The door slowly opened, and the sloppy old man's head stuck out, looking cautiously at Feng Yu who knocked on the door.
"What's the matter? Old man, I basically have nothing, what can you ask me for?"
"Don't get me wrong, old man, it's just that we don't have much dry food. Can you get a few more sweet potatoes to roast and eat? The one I just got is really not enough, so I can pay for it."
The old man looked up and down for a while, not wanting to lie, so he asked Feng Yu and Lao Cheng to go with him to the backyard to get it.
"Come with me, there are many in the courtyard. As long as you are not sneaky people, I will give you food."
The three of them came to the yard, where they had planted a vegetable garden with many vegetables and a shed to block it.
"Old man, are you also a soldier? I see that you are so affectionate and righteous to the souls of the dead on the mountain."
"It happened a long time ago. Twenty years have passed. I am blind in one eye and my legs and feet are no longer strong. I retreated and the general refused to keep me. I didn't say anything. Going to the battlefield like this would only be a drag on my companions.
After I got settled, I took some of my money and built a house here so I could stay with them. Many of them are poor people and don’t have much family."
It's been twenty years, isn't it the time for the rebels?
Feng Yu then asked: "Old man, do you know the man who founded the rebel army twenty years ago? It is said that he likes to wear white clothes. He is similar to me now. His surname is Xia."
The sloppy old man paused for a few seconds holding the sweet potato, his brows furrowed as he recalled joining the army.
He sighed and shook his head, "Well, I'm just a nobody. How can I remember so many people? There were many people from other places back then, all wearing ordinary clothes, and there were quite a few in white. I don't know their names.
"
"Then do you remember the person who led it?"
"Of course I remember, we have never met him, but he is very powerful. No one in Qingzhou knew about him at that time, but he single-handedly picked up several thousand-man troops from the other side. Everyone called him general.
Everyone said that he was sent by God to save us. With him here, we have hope, but it is a pity."
"What's the pity?"
"It's a pity that the general died before the war was over. It seems that the enemy came out with a few people? I don't remember them. They seemed to be very strong. I heard that the general brought some people to fight, but only the bones came back.
, there is his tomb on that mountain, but it is just a cenotaph. He and the soldiers were buried together, and they can't be distinguished."
Feng Yu clenched his fists. He believed that the old man was talking about his father. This was his intuition and it couldn't be wrong!
"Tomorrow we will go up to the mountain to pay homage to the heroes' souls. We are also soldiers, so we can be regarded as small bosses. The reason we came back this time is to see our ancestors and clarify our beliefs. We hope that the country will be peaceful and the people are at peace as soon as possible, and the world will be stable."
The sloppy old man laughed a few times, "Hahaha, even if you don't mention the old man, I can tell that there is also the young man about the same age at the door. He is probably a leader too, a centurion or a thousand captain? What are you two doing?
The temperament is different from others, haha!"
"Then you've seen it, why are you still stopping us from going up the mountain? We won't delay your business, and there won't be any disrespect."
"This has nothing to do with who you are. This is a rule. Everyone must do this. I tell you, night is the time for those heroic souls. They will come out at night to see the Qingzhou they protect. I don't allow others to disturb
them!"
Feng Yu and Cheng Yi were stunned for a moment, is there such a thing?
"Old man, have you seen their ghosts?"
"No, I just feel that they died fighting for Qingzhou and Tang State, so they should see this prosperous age."
It's harmful. It's quite scary. I spent a long time guessing it myself just to prevent people from going up the mountain at night.
Feng Yu and Cheng Yi each walked out with a basket of sweet potatoes, and Feng Yu gave it directly to Qin Wuliang and the others.
"Thank you for your hard work. I almost forgot that everyone didn't eat at night. This is all we have. But it can withstand the cold and fill our stomachs. There is some well water here, which is quite clean. I'll make do with it."
The people around them quickly bowed their heads and bowed. King Huai gave them food and drink, but they didn't dare to say a word. Only Qin Wuliang accepted it, "Don't worry about what you said. It's a small matter. You should go to bed early."
Going up the mountain tomorrow, the road will still be difficult."
Feng Yu returned here. The fire was not far from the tree, so he leaned under the tree, but called Cheng Yi and Li Bian.
"There were still some people around my father when he came here. The person who contacted you may be one of them who is still alive. If you have the opportunity, try to contact him, check his identity, and see who else is currently serving in the Beifu Bingjia.
"
"Yes, sir, what about this old man?"
"I don't have any cultivation skills on my body. I'm not a martial arts practitioner. I just observed his facial expression and it's normal. But I'd better pay attention. I always feel that he looks at me weird, but I can't tell what's weird."
Li Bian spoke directly: "You will know if you test him at night."
Feng Yu looked at Qin Wuliang and the others and shook his head, "Don't worry, don't scare the snake, and don't take the initiative to find people. Remember, we are here just to worship and have no other purpose. But, what the old man just said to me
Before my father died in the battle, some masters asked him to go out of the city. If they had the chance, they could pass the news back to the Ghost Sect and let the brothers in the sect secretly find out who they were. If they reported their names to me, I would not let anyone go!"
"I understand, sir, let's rest tonight. Lao Li and I will take turns keeping watch."
"Don't be too nervous, just rest. With so many people knowing that I have arrived in Qingzhou, no one will be stupid enough to attack me at this time. Keep your spirits up and prepare to go up the mountain tomorrow."
Early in the morning, several people were awakened by the sound of walking.
"That sloppy old man got up really early. It's not bright yet. Sure enough, things are different as he gets older."
Seeing that the group of people were all awake, the old man shouted in this direction: "Hey, I've cooked porridge here, come over and have some. It's colder on the mountain, so go up the mountain when it's warm!"
He didn't refuse, and a dozen or so people who had been outside in the cold wind all night wanted to warm up, so they walked over and each of them had a bowl of white porridge with no side dishes, and they just swallowed it down.
Feng Yu took it in his hand and smelled it carefully, "Old man, it smells very good."
He took one bite after another, not so recklessly, "It tastes good, and I'm good at my craftsmanship."
He turned around and murmured, "You can drink it, it should be fine."
After finishing his drink, Li Bian came over and tilted his head, sighing and sighing, "If I had known, I would have learned more poison techniques and it would be more effective. Even this requires Young Master to try it himself. I am not responsible for my duty as a guard."
Feng Yu took the lead and walked towards the nearby Yinghun Mountain. He smiled and left a message, "You can fight."
The sloppy old man walked in front, leading everyone to walk slowly and very slowly. Qin Wuliang also said that he knew the way and could just go up the mountain by himself without leading the way. But the old man didn't listen and insisted on going up the mountain himself.
.If someone takes you in for a night, you can't just abandon it.
Feng Yu walked step by step on the winding mountain road, and with every step he took, his heart became heavier. Before coming here, he wanted to meet him, but when he got really close, he started to feel scared.
"Son."
"I'm fine, let's go on."
After walking for most of the day, lunch time had passed, and the group of people arrived at the hillside where the emperor inscribed the monument.
The words "Eternal Immortality and the Righteousness of the Country" on the monument are very conspicuous in red cinnabar ink.
"Uncle Huang also lamented here for a long time. During those few days, he lived on the mountain and kept staring at the thousands of unknown heroes behind the monument."
Feng Yu didn't take a high look, but said in a bad voice: "If he doesn't do this, he doesn't deserve to be the emperor!"
Everyone else was surprised. They were surprised that Feng Yu actually said such disrespectful words in front of everyone. The sloppy old man's body also trembled. He was not deaf yet.
Yes, these people are rebels! When the prince seized the throne, he had many trump cards hidden in his hand. Who cared about the life and death of the people of Qingzhou and Xizhou? They only had the majestic imperial power in their eyes. In other words, the people buried here
They all charged and sacrificed for them, doing what they were supposed to do!
Qin Wuliang was also helpless, but he was excited in his heart, because if Feng Yu could say this, he would not give up his responsibilities as a citizen of the Tang Dynasty because of hatred. He had no intention of betraying the temple! This
The news should be sent back to the capital. Who knows, he will return to the capital soon!
Standing in front of the monument, the sloppy old man suddenly burst into tears and sang a song. The song was silent, but it was so exciting that it made people's blood rush and made them feel like going to the battlefield!
"Beyond the Qingzhou Pass, the mountains stretch to the sky. Let's take pity on our relatives. For whom did we cry over the years in the army? Who dares to cross Xichuan?"
"This is the war song of Beifu soldiers! It was also the soul song of the rebels back then! It was sung by the common people specifically for those who spilled their blood on the battlefield. It is said that in those days, countless common people stood on the top of Guanmen City, fighting for the sons under the city wall.
They shouted loudly!" This chapter has been completed!