The river flows hugging the village, where the sky and the earth open and close, and the setting sun shines on the village.
Xia Zhaoyi stood on the mountainside, looked back, turned around and gently pulled the horse's rein: "Qingyun, let's go."
She and Qingyun spent nearly a month in Zhaoyun Mountains.
If there was no Qingyun, maybe she could come out earlier.
Because there were no roads in many places, she could only rely on climbing. But with a four-legged horse, she had to go around and find the way again.
The village in the distance was very small and seemed to be uninhabited. However, in the south of the Central Plains, she felt like a land of clouds, lakes and coldness, with solitary smoke in the desert and the setting sun over the long river.
We walked down the mountain, twisting and turning, and then crossed the valley. When we came out, it was completely dark, and the village was still far away.
Xia Zhaoyi lit a fire on the spot and moved a small bamboo basket from the back of the horse. The small bamboo basket contained horse grass that had been dried in the past few days. She raised her hand to feed Qingyun.
Qingyun lowered his head and ate while Xia Zhaoyi gently stroked its neck with his other hand.
The flames of the fire were sizzling.
After Qingyun finished eating, he went there to drink water. Xia Zhaoyi took out a smoked and dried rabbit leg wrapped in large leaves. While chewing it, he looked up at the starry sky and traced gently on the ground with his other hand.
Master said that the hexagrams and astrology are only for reference. Do not study them in detail unless you risk your life to determine the hexagrams.
It is unlucky to see the fish in the abyss, and there is disaster for those who hide their wisdom. After all, it is not only a glimpse of the secrets of heaven, but also the anger of heaven. Most of them are subjective conjectures.
What's more, when the sun is at its midpoint, it will be eclipsed, when the moon is waxing, it will be eclipsed, when the sky and the earth are waxing and waning, and according to the time, all things are born according to laws. What people have to do is to act according to their own thoughts, rather than being timid after guessing a hexagram, and even doing things.
They were all tied hand and foot.
Therefore, Xia Zhaoyi always focuses on fortune telling.
Now she really wanted to calculate her own destiny, but she didn't know which birth date to use as a fortune teller, her own or Ah Li's.
What's more, she didn't know Ah Li's birth date at all.
However, the road ahead is extremely dangerous.
The seven political affairs are all dark, the remaining four are not visible, Chi Qin is rebellious, Taixian Ziwei's star is turbid, but there is a new star in the lord, and it is still an evil star.
Perhaps she had deliberately circumvented the famine that Chong Yi wanted to avoid before, and had quietly spread towards the east.
Xia Zhaoyi narrowed his eyes, feeling complicated.
Daqian has been war-torn for years, and there is more than just a northern desert, from north to south, from left to west, from east to west. Even if you are a junior Japanese, who can breathe, who does not show greed and covet this vast land.
The famine has already happened. The imperial court had provided food relief before. At least three years ago, Xia Zhaoyi knew that there was still more. Now I am afraid that the imperial court is riddled with holes and he cannot save himself. How can he help the deserted distant city.
Once the control of the government is lost, the famine will only break out more fiercely and snowball violently.
In fact, in other words, groups of horse thieves like Longhutang, Huifeng Gang, and Tianding Gang have formed a mountain pass and have their own organizational structure. From Xia Zhaoyi's point of view, this is a good thing.
They only operate in a regional area, and although they are brutal and brutal, they dare not step outside this area.
It must be said here that although the government was unable to suppress the bandits, it certainly used a huge amount of manpower and means to control them in the Zhaoyun Mountain area, and even used the nearby people to support them.
Otherwise, they will lose the resources they can plunder and become a bandit group. Wherever they go, there will be chaos and clouds. After destroying people's homes, the refugees who have lost their homes may turn into a new bandit group. That is terrible.
This is how disasters spread.
Those who have no food to eat go to rob others of their food, and those who have been robbed of food continue to rob others.
Like an evil and sinful claw, it keeps stretching towards the rich and fertile soil.
No one is engaged in production anymore, agricultural output plummets, and all conflicts will eventually point directly to the source of the wealthiest people.
Any government with foresight would try their best to control these famines in a fixed area, but now, they are out of control.
Xia Zhaoyi sat here, looking at the silent night, and seemed to be able to see millions of displaced people struggling to die beside the fields in the countryside.
The common people are not guilty. The crime lies in those who want to enjoy high power but are unable to control the world.
Qingyun drank the water and turned back.
Xia Zhaoyi raised her hand and stroked it gently.
"It seems that we have to take a long detour again." Xia Zhaoyi said, "If we go over there, I'm afraid that if I fall asleep at night, you will be stolen and eaten."
Qingyun rubs against her.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled and rubbed it again: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
But in fact, Qingyun was not the only one who was stolen. Maybe, she, a thin child, would also be taken away and killed directly in her dream.
The village in the distance was completely silent, the village road was in ruins, dilapidated rafters lay across the road, and the large area to the east of the village was covered in charcoal after being burned by fire.
This village originally had about seventy households, but now there are less than five intact huts left.
This place has been in ruins for a long time. It was the work of the old master of Longhu Hall.
The two huts were now tidied up, one of them had a light on, the candle was dim, and there was a faint scent of vanilla wafting out of it.
There was a very light sound of books being turned over in the room, as if they were reading very slowly, and it took a long time before a sound came, accompanied by a very light cough.
In the next room, Shen Lie was lying on the brocade carpet.
Even though he was covered with blankets, the dented wooden bed still made him very uncomfortable.
He turned over and looked quietly at the moonlight outside the window.
The extremely suppressed coughing sounds from next door came several more times, and Shen Lie couldn't lie down anymore and sat up.
The thin and slender figure cast a shadow on the ground.
After a pause, he stood up and walked out.
The door was pushed open and Shen Xu looked over: "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Shen Lie didn't say anything, but came over and sat down at the table.
The young and handsome face was covered with a layer of frost-like coldness.
"Would you like tea?" Shen Xu asked again.
While reaching for the teapot on the table.
This white porcelain tea set was his favorite and he had to take it with him wherever he went.
Shen Lie didn't answer. He watched Shen Shu pour the tea from the pot and hand over the tea cup with his long fingers.
He raised his hand and touched it, and there was still some warmth.
"It's almost cold," Shen Lie said, "I'll ask Shitou to boil another pot for you."
"No need, I'm going to sleep too."
Shen Lie nodded, looked at Shen Shu's book, paused, and said softly: "When we get to Shoushi tomorrow, you have to leave."
"Um."
"Have all the people who came to pick you up arrived?"
"Are you afraid of running into them?" Shen Shu smiled.
Shen Lie remained expressionless and shook his head slightly: "It's pointless. It can't hurt me anymore."
Shen Shu smiled lightly, withdrew his gaze and continued reading.
"When we go back this time, when can we meet again?"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again. My body is nothing more than a puddle of mud and dead wood now."
"Um."
The atmosphere was silent again.
After a long time, Shen Lie leaned on the table and stood up: "I'm leaving. I'm going back to sleep."
"You're going back now? You haven't said what you're going to do here yet."
