In the early morning of March in the North, the sky was dark, with continuous overcast clouds. Occasionally, there were cracks in the clouds and mist, and a ray of gray light leaked out, making the gray and withered land more mottled. Fireworks rose in the southern sky.
A group of about a hundred cavalrymen galloped along the official road. After ten miles, they stopped at the edge of the forest to change horses. This was necessary to restore their horse power for a long distance.
Zhang Fei was cleaning his spear, while Guan Yu untied the brocade pouch under his chin to let his long beard breathe.
Zhou Ling immediately untied the package and gave Ye Qing a bag of water. There was a severe drought this spring, so water was the most precious thing within a hundred miles.
Ye Qing took two sips and then urged her to take a few more sips.
After feeding the horse water, stroking the warm horse's back, and looking back, Liefeng saw young and steady faces - the Qingqi entered the capital, the bodyguards had hundreds of cavalry, the fire chiefs were all non-commissioned officers of the Ye family, and the soldiers were all
They are the family's private soldiers, equipped with swords, armors and crossbows. In fact, with this group of elites, we are usually safe.
The situation is unknown, but the gates are deliberately brought up. The three of them have a special tacit understanding when fighting together. Together they can break through almost any encirclement.
Cao Baijing had a nightmare that night after the farewell, and was worried. She assigned Zhou Ling, and persuaded Jiang Chen to have the two strongest martial arts men in the family give chase until they met halfway through Zhongshan Kingdom...
Ye Qing leaned against an old locust tree thinking about it, touched his arms, and took out a letter.
Juan Xiu's handwriting only said that the family's armored soldiers and Liu's private fields were all built as fortresses. With such a heavy army, even if the county raised tens of thousands of troops, it would be impossible to capture it in a short period of time. There was no danger and there was no need to worry.
Then there are soft words, saying things that will not be the same next time, making people laugh and laugh at the same time... They are all monks, and they are not afraid of her doing something. I would have known better not to tell her allusions to Empress Lu...
Ye Qing sighed and accepted the letter. He looked up at the tall branches and pointed silently at the gray sky. There was no sunlight and no green leaves. The buds that had sprouted during the spring solstice all strangely disappeared.
The ground beneath your feet is also bare. Have many people walked here?
"Do you know where this is?"
"Zhao Nan." Guan Yu cherished the word as gold.
"The place where Zhao State and Xiang State meet." A young voice said.
Ye Qing turned his head and glanced at Jiang Chen: "Wenyuan, you are very familiar with the roads in this area, even more so than Yunchang."
Guan Yu laughed from behind.
Jiang Chen came to Zhang Liao. At the age of sixteen, he left a letter to give up his position as a county official to his younger brother. He ran away from home and searched for traces of his master's family. When bandits were everywhere, he fought with strong martial arts until he stopped at Zhuo County and wandered.
Having been a ranger for several years, there is no unfamiliar place in the four states of the Northland.
He is twenty years old. He has a young and unfamiliar face and is quite handsome. He is both handsome and heroic, and has experienced battlefield calmness. At this time, Hao Ran blushed a little: "I don't dare. I acted without authorization and I am willing to accept the military law."
"You are at fault. Let me remember it for you first..." Ye Qing made a serious face and laughed again: "Your cousin is trapped in the capital and the situation is uncertain. I can't ignore the favor."
After resting for a while, he changed his spare horse and continued on his way.
Because the Tingyi system was almost paralyzed, even if it was intact, it could not support these many people and horses. Therefore, the family's war horses were mobilized, and one person and two people rode. The long distance speed was suddenly accelerated several times, and the speed was lightning fast.
Now we have entered the territory of Zhao State (Fengguo), and we have completed more than half of the nearly thousand miles journey, and we are not far from Luoyang.
We were in a hurry. Except for passing through Changshan County, we were delayed for a day in Zhending to look for Zhao Yun, who was also twenty years old at this time.
In his previous life, Zhao Yun was trapped in the position of captain of the personal guard for a long time. He was already old when he could actually perform as a general. Ye Qing will never make the same mistake again.
But he couldn't find it. The villagers said that he had studied under a teacher and had not returned. This was a pity and there was no other way. So he left a sincere invitation letter and traveled south day and night.
We almost had nothing to eat or sleep in the open all the way, and only occasionally bought and replenished the dead horses when we went to towns. We were in a hurry because we knew that Emperor Liu Hong's death was in April, and the situation was changing, so it would be more advantageous to arrive as soon as possible.
With this thought in mind, after another ten miles, I stopped my horse to rest again. I saw that all the trees in the forest were bare, and there were not even a few grasses, so I didn't go in.
"Is the drought like this?"
Everyone turned their heads to look at the environment cautiously, and saw a long gray line to the south, stretching across the horizon.
Ye Qing was a little confused. From his understanding of the geography of the Central Plains, it seemed that there were no mountains in this area? Even if there were, they should be the north-south direction of the Taihang Mountains...
The sky was gray, even though it was noon, and there was still some rain, the air was a bit depressing, and there was a huge electric potential in the distance accumulated on the clouds in the sky, which shortened the detection distance of Daofa.
"Where is this place?" Guan Yu looked at the terrain and stroked his beard as he recalled: "There is a fork in front of this road, coming from Julu in the east, and going straight to the south are Baima, Yanjin, Wuchao and Guandu. We are going to go to Luoyang in Hanoi County.
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"Ju Lu? Isn't that the lair of the demon Zhang Jiao..." Ye Qing's heart trembled, and he ordered an armored knight: "Go over and have a look."
After a while, the man reported back: "My lord, we are all human beings. There are tens of thousands of refugees fleeing famine. I have asked if they want to flee to Luoyang. There will be relief there."
"Luoyang?" Guan Yu and Jiang Chen were both shocked. It was still two to three hundred miles away from the capital.
Ye Qing was silent for a moment and took the people to walk over to have a look.
...When you climb a hill, you will see a scene like hell on earth in front of everyone.
The sky and the land were dusty, and the crowds of people were slowly moving on the official road at the foot of the hill. They were densely packed like squirming ants, gathering into a long dragon with a diameter of dozens of miles, turning from the fork, heading south, south, and the end could not be seen at a glance.
The old and the young, with sallow faces and thin bodies, all had lifeless eyes. Few of them raised their heads, and did not notice anyone on the hillock at all. They just followed the flow of people and walked forward numbly.
There were the weak voices of children crying out for hunger, women sobbing softly, and someone asking "How far is Luoyang?"... But the sound could not last long, and only this desperate and suffocating silence continued.
"I am no longer living like a human being like this..." Zhou Ling murmured in a low voice, unable to bear to be surprised.
"There are still hundreds of miles to go to Luoyang, and I'm afraid most of them will fall..." someone said.
“Where is the local magistrate?”
"Chidi Qianli" Some people opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but suddenly they saw two figures falling out of the crowd below. They were both so thin and skinny from hunger that they walked without saying a word before they fell to the ground, just like that.
Die silently...
All the retainers present fell silent immediately and all looked at Ye Qing.
What to do at this time?
Ye Qing frowned and breathed a sigh of relief: "I can't save all of this, I can only..."
The sound was passed on, and a thin old man in neatly dressed clothes hobbled over from the foot of the hill, holding a wooden stick and pulling a little girl.
He heard the sound and looked up, startled for a moment, staggered a few steps, and seemed to be going up the hill. He tripped on a dead tree root and fell to the ground. He still looked up at this side and said something with his mouth open.
The little girl tried her best to support him: "Ah, ah, ah, don't leave me..."
The crowd passed by. No one looked at the hungry, thirsty and tired people. This scene had happened too much on the road...
Ye Qing rode down the horse: "Old countryman..."
The old man took a look at Ye Qing's armored robe and said weakly: "You are an officer and a soldier. What is your position?"
"Clan member Liu Bei, magistrate of Anqing County." Ye Qing said, seeing that he was not an ordinary village elder, and hurriedly untied the leather bag on his waist: "Country elder, please stop talking and drink some water."
"Ah... the people of the Liu family..." the old man gasped, but shook his head, his eyes brightening: "Tell the emperor, our village... we never committed bandits until our death... we didn't harm anyone, we didn't
Being a rebel...
Ye Qing saw something was wrong and quickly supported him behind him and filled him with water.
The old man took a sip and held it in his mouth, unable to let it out. He coughed and his breath broke: "Tell the emperor."
He looked up at the gray sky, his expression weakened and dimmed - he was dead.
Ye Qing slowly stopped his movements and made a "wu" sound, and the little girl cried out: "Aweng...
Ye Qing put the old man's body on the ground and asked, "Who is he?"
The little girl just cried until Zhou Ling gave her water and said intermittently: "Aweng is the third elder in the village, and he is in charge of the reclamation during this drought... The thieves ruined everything when they came... When we escaped from the famine, the eldest brother had to lead people
They surrendered to thieves, and Aweng stopped him... Oh, the eldest brother is also dead... They all gave their rations to others, and Aweng died of hunger..."
He was starving to death... In the little girl's confusing narrative, this is the only clearest point...
In addition, he was the third elder, in charge of the education of rural customs. This position continued from the community autonomy before the pre-Qin Dynasty, and he was still the lowest-level organizational member in the Han Dynasty.
It is also collapsing now. This is the last elegy of the Han Dynasty.
"Is it because God has killed me..."
Ye Qing was silent for a long time, caressing the old man's dim eyes, and looked back at the vast sea of people fleeing for the desert... How many people died quietly like this on this land?
And where are Luoyang, the Emperor, and God who have placed their hopes?
Ye Qing couldn't tell what his mood was at this time, he just felt the wind blowing over him, as if he was thinking of a lot, but he seemed to be thinking of nothing at all.
"I'm sorry for how difficult people's lives are...what have I done?"
The immortal said that this world has been truly transformed...
"Writing such a book, summoning these dead people from the other world, reviving them from the mark of time, waking them up, is it just to experience the despair of the destruction of their home and the helplessness of dying again?
There is nothing wrong with Heavenly Court treating it as an experimental field, and there is nothing wrong with training elites like refining Gu. It’s just that these Han people have replayed this script... Is this destiny?
In Ye Qing's thoughts, a cold and murderous intention came from all around.
"I didn't realize it..." Sichuan Lin's notes lit up with an unprecedented purple light, illuminating the chaos. Reflecting the vast flow of people, it seemed as if he had penetrated a small section of the long river of destiny, and the deep darkness was waiting for him in front.
"Is this... a murderous intention?"
"...Is it from a noble family, or from demons, or from the other world, or...from heaven?" Ye Qing was horrified, and subconsciously threw a hand behind him: "Qianqian"
Qianqian is not here...
Even Zhou Ling disappeared, and the retainers of the Ye family on the hill were nowhere to be seen. Only Guan Zhang and the others were left running down anxiously, but their movements were very slow...
"I am alone at the critical moment... I am traveling alone. Isn't this my destiny... I have almost forgotten the last prayer I made when I was about to die. I hope that I can wake up to the murderous intention of the great catastrophe early and be determined to live in the prosperous age of immortality.
Still moving forward..."
In a mysterious state for a moment, Ye Qing calmed down and observed this short stretch of destiny, their destiny, and his own destiny.
"What's the next road?" I thought like this.
Ye Qing didn't panic at this time, he just concentrated on thinking that the rise and fall of the entire Han Dynasty was just the evolution of the inner world, while the evolution of the main world was controlled by Dao Lord and the outer world.
The full black wheel shines out behind itself, and the path of Jin De, filled with murderous aura, turns into strands of white wheel.
"Young Master? Young Master?" Zhou Ling's anxious voice sounded in her ears.
Ye Qing opened his eyes and realized that he was still on the horse. His feelings were the same as they had been ten years ago. He just said: "It's Ling Ling..."
"Sir, what happened to you just now?"
"It's okay, I'm just having a nightmare." Ye Qing said this, looking at his subordinates who came from two worlds, and ordered: "Go to Luoyang, right away."
"Where is this little girl?" Zhou Ling asked.
"You take care of her."
The horses' hooves roared past without looking at the refugees, as if they had never been here.