Since Zhong Qiankun was beaten to death yesterday, a large number of refugees have quietly escaped.
They had no sense of belonging or attachment to Zhong Qiankun, but when Zhong Qiankun died and a more brutal ruler appeared, they woke up from the chaotic situation.
Yesterday, a large number of refugees fled to Qingxiang Village. Over the night, more people came one after another.
Master Zhan Qi watched with nothing and handed it over to Master Zhan Jiu. On the one hand, Master Zhan was worried that his father and fellow villagers would scold him, and on the other hand, he was worried that Xia Zhaoyi would leave Qingxiang Village or fall out with them. He was suddenly in a dilemma.
By chance, Du Xuan led ten secret guards on horseback to bring food. Seeing the refugees outside, Du Xuan immediately called them over.
After crossing the ditch outside the village, someone came running from further away, raising his hands to put on his clothes. The clothes were finally handed over to Du Xuan. When asked if they were written by Xie Zhong himself, Du Xuan was so angry that he swore a poisonous oath on the spot, determined to find Xie Zhong and his wife.
To dig up the ancestral graves from bottom to top.
Soon, this piece of clothing, together with the news that Xie Zhong was leading his troops south, was sent by Zhan Jiuye to the courtyard where Xia Zhaoyi was.
The girl who was changing Zhi Changle's dressing calmly picked up the scissors, glanced sideways at the words on the clothes, and then cut off the excess cloth with the scissors in her hand.
"Miss Ah Li, this thief is extremely sinister." Zhan Jiuye said.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled at the corner of his lips and said in a calm and gentle voice: "Fighting with others is endless fun."
At dusk, Du Xuan's secret guards set off again with the letter.
There are ten letters in total, and each letter contains the same content, with only one sentence: Xie Zhong formed an alliance with Ah Li, and the five thousand soldiers and horses he brought with him since then pretended to surrender.
In a world that is falling apart, all the dominant rulers have a letter in their hands. Those who have not received the letter are not because Xia Zhaoyi doesn't like it, but because she is sure that Xie Zhong doesn't like it.
Du Xuan wondered why it was five thousand and not eight thousand.
Xia Zhaoyi looked up at the setting sun in the sky. The sunset glow came through the window, illuminating her clear and dazzling look. A trace of regret flashed across her brows: "Dead, injured, or escaped, they can't keep anyone."
The wind gently lifted the drawing under her paperweight, like a page from a history book, with gentle waves.
At this point, starting from Weiping Mansion and ending at Guandaokou, as the last ten thousand people were killed and eight thousand people moved south, hundreds of thousands of people, large and small cities and villages in this area with a radius of hundreds of miles were almost completely empty.
A Weiping Mansion is half-conformed, and the only one still alive is Qingxiang Village, which is located in the southeast corner.
But even in the history books, the sound of so many lives being smashed is just a faint ding-dong sound.
Xie Zhong didn't want to waste time in Qingxiang Village. His leading troops south gave Xia Zhaoyi a lot of freedom.
She promised not to let refugees enter the village. Zhan Qiye and Mo Wuye didn't believe it at first. It wasn't until someone climbed over the high slopes and over the mountains and saw the row of wooden houses they built on the other side of the mountain that they gave up everything.
doubts.
More large-scale wooden shaft mechanisms were built. Along the southwest foot of the mountain, huge boulders rolled across the ground and flattened thorns. Various machines, large and small, loosened soil, dug pits, drove piles and laid bricks.
Gradually, the refugees left Qingxiang Village. As the road was built and headed north, the territory expanded, and those who divided the road sections went further.
The first heavy snowfall in Youzhou occurs on the last quarter of the cold moon.
Xia Zhaoyi had left Qingxiang Village for a few days. It happened to be cold, so she took the construction team who were no longer refugees to Congxin Mansion for a tour.
It was cold in winter and the city gate management was relaxed. Several stewards of the construction team were greedy and asked if they could go for a drink.
The stewards thanked me happily and happily went to buy wine with their silver coins.
There was only Kang Jian left beside Xia Zhaoyi. Xia Zhaoyi asked him if he wanted to drink together. Kang Jian shook his head: "We rarely drink."
"Shen Langjun seems to be too drunk." Xia Zhaoyi said.
"Young Master has also had some drinks, but very little."
A snowflake suddenly fell on Xia Zhaoyi's eyebrows. She raised her eyes to look at the sky. The snowflakes were scattered in large numbers, and their shapes became larger and larger, like goose feathers.
The outline of the tall buildings in the distance was almost blurred, and the wind was getting stronger, blowing powerfully from outside the city, climbing over the high wall and sweeping across the long street.
Xia Zhaoyi suddenly became interested. She wanted to go outside Tai'an Restaurant to see the river view.
Although the military envoys from Badu have left and the street control in Congxin Prefecture is no longer strict, winter has always brought depression, coupled with the cold weather and cold nights, there are no carriages for hire everywhere, so Xia Zhaoyi can only walk.
Kang Jian is a man of few words, and Xia Zhaoyi has become more and more silent recently, rarely speaking, so the two of them walked silently, walking along the streets one by one towards the river.
I thought that Tai'an Restaurant was also sparsely lit at this moment, with only a few lamps, but in the distance I saw candles brightly lit high up there. The two sky-shaped rooms where she and Zhi Changle had lived seemed to have residents.
As I got closer, I heard the sound of Tai'an House staff feeding the horses in the courtyard. From the sound of the movement, there were quite a few horses.
Kang Jian suddenly stopped and looked at the figure passing by not far away.
Xia Zhaoyi looked sideways at him with questioning eyes.
Kang Jian looked away: "That person from the past looks a bit familiar."
He doesn't say such words easily, which shows that he is really familiar.
"Want to go over and take a look?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.
"No, the one who looks familiar is not the enemy," Kang Jian smiled sheepishly, "If it were the enemy, I would definitely go after him."
He didn't like to talk and smile, and since he was a little embarrassed, his smile looked a little silly.
Xia Zhaoyi was infected and also smiled.
But when Kang Jian raised his eyes and looked forward, the smile on his face faded slightly, Xia Zhaoyi blinked her black eyes, followed his gaze and looked back, and her smile suddenly stopped.
In addition to the golden bell-dotted plum-painted silver lamp hanging high in front of the Tai'an Tower, there are also three cold Qiong wood lamps on the wall between the windows on both sides. Under the cold and bright light, Shen Lie turned his eyes and looked at them, dressed in black. The gold-woven clothes made his noble and jade-like complexion look even more like snow.
He had not dressed so elegantly in many years, and the coldness and sharpness between his brows was almost overwhelming. After touching the girl's brows, he faded away, and instead appeared as joyful and cheerful as the spring breeze.
In comparison, the girl is much plainer, her hair and clothes are all elegant, so her clear and smooth eyes become the best decoration.
"Master!" Zhai Jinsheng walked out of the inn, holding a few books in his hands. Looking at him with a heavy gaze, Zhai Jinsheng swallowed the rest of his words.
"What's wrong with you?" Ji Xiahe's voice also sounded, and then stopped at the door.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at Ji Xiahe, then at Zhai Jinsheng, the smile on his face deepened, and finally he looked back at Shen Lie.
"What are you doing standing still!" Ji Xiahe gently pushed Shen Lie's forearm, "Go quickly!"
