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Chapter 290 Paying homage to the Heroic Soul

On the way to Ningzhou Mansion, there was Mu Xi, who was noisy and followed behind. Qin Liuxi wished he could have pretended to be dead on the carriage the whole time.

Xiao Zhanrui, on the other hand, saw the other side of Mu Xi's clinging side, and even saw his stubbornness that was beaten to the point of tirelessness. He lamented that one thing was better than another, and even the most dandy little bully in Shengjing was sometimes cured into submission.

As for Mu Xi, she was extremely proud, just like staying at the inn. With his status, he lived in the cleanest and most independent courtyard, and even rented out the neighboring rooms on the left and right, just to avoid being disturbed.

"You see, there are great benefits to following this prince." Mu Xi pointed to the clean courtyard with palace lanterns hanging on it, and looked at Qin Liuxi proudly.

Qin Liuxi said: "Why are you so proud? You are still reaping the dividends of blessings left by your fathers."

"Yes, I don't deny it, but this is my life. It's better for me than my ancestors. What's wrong with that? This is how life is, can I change it?"

Listen to this tone of voice that deserves a beating.

Not to mention Qin Liuxi, even Xiao Zhanrui felt itchy, he was so annoying.

Qin Liuxi sneered: "You are indeed lucky. You are a walking wealth and money tree. If you are so arrogant outside, you will be kidnapped once you are alone."

"Then don't worry, let alone the guards in the open, there are secret guards. Even I don't know how many are following you!" Mu Xi proudly raised her chin: "Besides, who dares to tie me up even if they know my identity?

Then it’s really the birthday boy who hanged himself because he thought his life was too long. Who the hell is going to tie him up? He took me to the den and it was just the right time for me to finish the job. I did a good deed.”

Qin Liuxi: "..."

The guards were tired: Who else would be better than the one who revealed his trump card?

Qin Liuxi entered the courtyard and said, "If you complete something by yourself instead of relying on your family, then you will really do something good."

"What's the matter? Tell me and listen, and I'll do it for you."

Qin Liuxi paused in his steps and looked at him sideways.

"What? Don't believe me?"

Qin Liuxi glanced at the two personal guards with nervous faces, smiled and said nothing, but gave Mu Xi a question mark on her face.

The next day, after breakfast, they headed off, but Mu Xi and Xiao Zhanrui watched curiously as the clerk at the inn handed Qin Liuxi a package of things.

"What is this?" Mu Xi asked curiously: "When did you ask this little official to prepare it?"

"There is an old man named Zhang who sells sweet water at the foot of Qingpingguan Mountain. He is eighty-eight this year. Do you know why he can still sell sweet water at such an advanced age?"

Mu Xi became interested: "Why?"

Xiao Zhanrui also pricked up his ears.

The secret to a long life, who doesn’t want it?

Qin Liuxi smiled and handed the things to his old enemy who was driving the car, and said, "I never meddle in my own business!"

Mu Xi: "..."

Xiao Zhanrui: "!"

This is mocking them for being nosy!

Mu Xi's face turned green with anger and she was about to explode. Seeing that Qin Liuxi had already gotten into the carriage, she had no choice but to vent her anger on her followers: "What are you doing in such a daze? Why don't you hurry up and prepare the carriages and horses?"

Birds and beasts disperse.

Qin Liu leaned on the big pillow in the carriage, curled his lips, propped his head and looked at the carriage again.

Yu Qiucai was indeed reliable in his work. The carriage was very spacious, and the carriage was fully equipped with bedding, tea boxes, and a small table in a lacquered box. The carriage did not feel bumpy when traveling, and it was obviously equipped with good shock-absorbing functions.

The old enemy who was driving the cart, named Qiulei, was born in the army. He used to be a scout in the army. He broke his right forearm in a battle. After he retired, he worked under Yu Qiucai.

The old enemy is short and lean, silent and rarely talks, and has good martial arts. He is only forty-six this year. He married a wife when he was young. They were married for several years without children. Later, the old enemy went to the doctor on his own and was diagnosed as childless.

Qiu wrote a letter to let his wife go, and he only wanted to work with Yu Qiucai.

Qin Liuxi saw his face. He had no flesh at the base of his face, his eyebrows and eyes were drooping, and his uterus was sunken. He was indeed childless, but he was very loyal and stubborn.

Yu Qiu was attentive.

The carriage was walking on the road until it came to the vicinity where the Xi family's loyal guards were gathered last time. Qin Liuxi stopped the carriage and asked Xiao Zhanrui and the others to go forward first. She delayed for a while and quickly caught up.

"Master, wherever you want to go, we will accompany you." Xiao Zhanrui was unwilling to do so for fear of neglecting Qin Liuxi.

Mu Xi also came up: "What are you going to do?"

Qin Liuxi glanced at them and said, "If you want to follow, just follow. Anyway, it will only take a while."

She sat down at the shaft of the carriage, pointed at Lao Qiu, and drove the carriage forward. When there was no way to go, she took the package of things she had asked the clerk to prepare and continued to move forward.

It has been less than three months since the last time, but the weeds are already overgrown.

Qin Liuxi accurately found the wordless monument.

Mu Xi and Xiao Zhanrui followed up panting, and couldn't help but be stunned when they saw an unmarked monument and a large tomb that had obviously been recently erected.

"Whose grave is this?"

"You should ask who they are." Qin Liuxi saw that the wordless monument was tilted by the rain, so he removed the weeds in front of the monument, and borrowed the knife worn by Lao Qiu at his waist to straighten the wordless monument again.

, and struck it deeper with the handle of the knife.

Qin Liuxi finished doing this and said, "This place was once for the soldiers of the Dafeng Guards."

Mu Xi's pupils trembled.

If a soldier who defends his country dies on the battlefield, a handful of ashes will be returned home. But if they are buried in a corner of the mountain, there is still no inscription on the monument. What does this mean?

The nameless monument is either a deserter or an unjust death.

The soldiers who once defended the country ended up buried without even being named. Who is to blame?

Mu Xi and Qin Liuxi looked at each other, a little embarrassed for a moment, and took a step back.

Xiao Zhanrui was even more shocked that Qin Liuxi was not afraid of them leaking out.

Qin Liuxi had already laid out the memorial items. Even when she said they were buried soldiers, her old enemy had already helped with the weeding and tidying up, and silently handed over the memorial items.

The incense candles were lit, the paper money turned to ashes when exposed to fire, and the wind blew through the treetops in the forest with a rustling sound.

Everyone present was moved.

"Is this someone you know?" Mu Xi couldn't help but ask.

Qin Liuxi laid the wine on the ground without looking back and said, "I don't know, I passed by more than two months ago and helped collect the body."

Now I pass by again to pay homage to the hero’s soul.

Mu Xi didn't say anything, but took a step back, crossed her hands and made a long bow, and the guards behind him did the same.

Because the bones buried here were once soldiers charging into traps on the battlefield. I don’t know why they fell here, but they were buried without a name.

Far to the west of Dafeng, on the border, a young boy who had just jumped off the competition ring set up in the military camp slowly returned to his tent. There was falling snow. He paused in his steps, stretched out his hand, and let the heavy snow fall.

Fall into the palm of your hand.

The palm of my hand was cold, and mixed with the blood that had not dispersed, forming bloody water.

The boy drew a red rope from his neck, pinched the jade charm hanging from the red rope, curled his lips, and murmured: "I, Qin Xi, am now the junior corps commander."

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