Under the big locust tree in the fence yard, Li Letian and Pi San sat opposite each other. Pi San drank bowl after bowl, partly to get greedy for a few sips of good wine, and partly to strengthen his courage.
After all, he knew that the person sitting across from him was the current emperor, and the utensils he had used in the past were to be placed in front of the ancestral tablets for enshrinement. Although Pi San was cunning, he still needed to drink to strengthen his courage.
Pi San discovered that Li Letian had not touched a drop of wine until now, and he seemed to have a deep thought in his words. Every time he said a word, he sighed for a long time, and his mind seemed not to be here.
"Master, what's bothering you?" Pi San asked.
"What's bothering you?" Li Letian smiled and said, "To be honest, the things that need to be dealt with have been taken care of. I'm just waiting now. The remaining things can't be said to be bothersome, but..."
Li Letian swallowed the last half of the sentence in his mouth: It's just that he was a little unwilling.
Maybe even Pi San himself didn't know that the reason why Li Letian was willing to surrender to the Rong tribe was mostly because of Pi San.
He was the emperor of the empire, and he was well clothed and well-fed. He could brave the Rong tribe's arrows and charge, but he really had no qualifications to drag people like Pi San along with him.
That's why Luo Chengye entered the Rong camp at night and plotted to surrender.
Pi San took advantage of his drunkenness and said, "Master, don't worry about anything. When my first child died, I was looking for life and death, thinking of fighting this world. But they went one after another, but I looked away.
That's how life is. God has no reason to say. Who allowed us to catch up with such a world? It's nothing more than living."
"God, you can't make any sense..." Li Letian muttered these words, and finally laughed: "I've learned a lesson."
Pi San shook his head and said: "There are many people in this world who can't survive. Their wives and children are separated. They are still alive and kicking today, but they will die on the street tomorrow. Thinking about them, I, Pi San, am quite blessed. At least I can still be with you."
Sir, please come and drink together, I think other people are not so lucky."
Li Letian laughed heartily when he heard this and said, "If it's possible, I'll give you enough wine to drink for a lifetime. But..."
"Just what?" Pi San asked.
"It's just that there is no chance."
"Why no chance?" Pi San was confused.
Li Letian said: "Brother, to be honest, I have something to ask you today."
"How can I help you?"
"I was entrusted by someone to visit the tombs during the Qingming Festival. I can see that I am also a righteous man. I can't trust others. The only one I can think of is me."
Speaking of this, Li Letian felt a little bitter in his heart. As the emperor, there was no trustworthy person around him. Ma Mengqi was one, but he was not around. When Emperor Ming died, there was Liu Aji by his side. When one day comes, he will be by his side.
Who could it be?
The drunkenness rushed to Pi San's forehead, and he patted his chest and said, "My master's instructions are that if you ask Pi San to do anything, Pi San will not be afraid of death."
Li Letian clasped his fists again, and Pi San looked excited. The world is so big, how many people can be saluted by the emperor.
How else could I say that I, Pisan, am a man of great fortune and fortune?
"What do you want me to do?"
"After I die, I don't know what will happen to me or where my bones will be buried. I will never find my burial place. If I am still alive by then, I just hope that I can burn it for a while during the Qingming Festival."
Incense."
Pi Sanyi was startled: "Master, why would you say such unlucky words? You are a noble person and you should live a long life, a thousand or ten thousand years."
Li Letian shook his head: "Brother, please agree."
"Put it on me. If you really die one day and there is no one to bury it, I, Pi San, will definitely find your bones and help you bury them properly. I will burn incense and paper for you during the Qingming Festival."
"It's not for burning incense for me." Li Letian shook his head: "It's for the ancestors of my Li family, Pi San. My Li family has been infamy for thousands of years. I can't blame you for this, but it is indeed because of you. Let you burn incense for me
Burning incense in the Li family for a lifetime does not count as wronging you."
After saying that, Li Letian picked up the wine bowl in front of him and drank it all in one gulp, then stood up and strode away.
Until Li Letian disappeared, Pi San didn't come back to his senses. He touched the top of his head and found that there was white hair on his head, and the alcohol was already flowing out along with the cold sweat.
With a sound, he fell to the ground and shouted: "I, Pi San, have caused some big trouble."
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Tomorrow is the day when Chang'an City opens its doors, but some things will begin tonight.
Among the conditions proposed by Li Letian, one was that the Rong clan opened a passage to allow those who did not want to stay in Chang'an City to leave.
Nohara Huo agreed to this condition, but the restriction was that he was not allowed to leave the city unarmed.
Tonight, the Rong army mobilized and released the siege to the east.
In Chang'an City, the three armies were notified. At this moment, the lid was lifted, and everyone knew that Li Letian had surrendered to the Rong tribe.
As the news spread, it reached Lu Junyi. A group of people, also from Liangzhou, gathered together to discuss their next plan.
If you leave Chang'an City, you will be a lonely soul without an owner, and you will have to join other princes. But staying in Chang'an City means surrendering to the Rong people and becoming their minions. Even the emperor surrendered, and everyone has no responsibility for loyalty, filial piety, and justice.
The key is how the Rong people will deal with these surrendered generals. If they go back on their word, everyone will be put to death.
"Second brother, what do you think we should do? Should we stay in Chang'an City, or leave tonight?"
Lu Junyi sat behind the handsome case and remained silent.
"Why don't we stay? It's not a shame to surrender to the Rong clan now anyway?"
Lu Junyi shook his head.
"Brother Lu and I have the same idea. We can't do anything for the Rong clan even if we die. Even if we become bandits, it might not be a way out?"
Lu Junyi shook his head again.
Everyone around me was confused. Someone asked: "Second brother, whether you want to stay or not, whether you want to leave or not, what are you going to do? Can you tell me something?"
"We will not stay in Chang'an City." Lu Junyi finally opened his eyes: "We will not leave according to the arrangements of the Rong clan. We will fight out."
Everyone was shocked.
The condition set by the Rong tribe is that no one is allowed to leave the city unarmed, and everyone's horses, armor, and weapons must be left behind. As a soldier, there is no difference between being unarmed and cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
What's more, everyone is a veteran on the battlefield, and it's not like they have never fought against the Rong tribe. Putting down their weapons and mixing among the common people is enough to make a person unable to hold his head up for the rest of his life.
Such humiliation is not what Lu Junyi is willing to accept.
"Li Letian is not a master of the Ming Dynasty, and he is not worthy of us dying for him. As a son of the empire, he can die on the battlefield, but he cannot surrender to the Rong clan, let alone do things for the Rong clan." Lu Junyi spoke calmly, but loudly.
"Second brother, where are we going after we leave Chang'an City?"