"Hey, hey, it's rare to have two young men sent in again. Their teeth are still green and their bodies are strong. But they don't look like ordinary people." In the large cell under the Yuancheng Yamen, the unshaven jailer yawned.
He teased the two newly sent prisoners, "The city is under martial law every day. Look at you, did you get in secretly?"
The prison is overcrowded, and none of them are serious prisoners. The city is now closed and a curfew has been imposed. There are groups of soldiers patrolling the streets all day long to prevent barbarian spies from entering the city and disrupting the city defense. However, the barbarian spies have not yet been seen.
After catching a few, the gentleman in Liang Shang, who was traveling at night in Xuan Yi, caught a basket full of thieves, drunkards causing trouble, and stewed them into a pot of chowder in the prison of the Yamen.
This was the second time in Wei Changpan's life that he had to squat in the prison cell. He found a corner to squat down, but he still felt uncomfortable. On the other hand, looking at Liu Ziyi, in those years when he was wandering around the world, whether he was doing chivalry or causing trouble, he had to squat in the prison cell frequently, so he had lost his face.
The fields were so thick that they were invulnerable to bullets. Not long after entering the prison, he became mingled with the people inside and even knew what crimes these people had committed.
"I haven't done anything serious. I just went to the north and killed a barbarian. I was mistaken for a barbarian spy by some dog official." Liu Ziyi patted his chest and put on a righteous look, "I know how to annex the city."
Why can we still be at peace now? This is all the result of me, Brother Wei beside us, and the forty-eight brothers who went to the north together!"
"Forty-eight... no, it's forty-seven." Liu Ziyi said bitterly, "Forty-seven of our good men in Jinzhou have died in the north, and there is one who left alone and went to
Be a barbarian’s dog.”
Both the jailers and the prisoners were listening to Liu Ziyi's words with relish. This was a story they had never heard before. Someone asked: "Are the barbarians as tall as the sky, with terrifying green faces and fangs?"
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Liu Ziyi sneered, "But he is the son of his father and his mother, and he is not a monster. If he is cut with a knife, he will cry for his father and mother."
"Are the barbarians' horses much better than ours?"
"That's true. The shortest horse is half a horse's head taller than ours, and its hooves are like the mouth of a bowl."
"It doesn't look like a horse. It looks more like a ferocious beast."
"What's the barbarian's diet like? Is it true that everyone eats hair and drinks blood?"
"This is quite reasonable. What the barbarians eat is almost the same as excrement..."
Everyone asked Liu Ziyi their own questions about Manzi. Even Liu Ziyi, who was well-spoken and eloquent, couldn't handle all the strange questions. He made a gurgling sound in his stomach and waved his hands and said, "I haven't eaten any solid food all the way back.
My mouth is also very dry. If any of you have something to eat, please get a bowl of water and let me talk to you."
When everyone heard the excitement, they hurriedly took out all the food they had hidden around them. One of them actually took out a jug of wine from his side. The jailer even ran to get the meat wrapped in oil paper with sauce that he ate.
, Liu Ziyi has become a figure in the eyes of these people.
He eagerly tore open the oil paper bag, grabbed two pieces of soy sauce meat, and stuffed it into his mouth. Although it was salty and was still meat, it was still an excellent thing for him. After eating most of it, he threw the rest to the squatter.
Wei Changpan looked at him and said, "Don't look at this person who is as embarrassed as us now. He was really neat when he killed the barbarian."
If their weapons had not been confiscated by the jailer when they entered the cell, Liu Ziyi might have asked Wei Changpan to perform a sword technique for everyone to see.
"Since you are heroes who came back from the north, why are you still in this prison?" someone asked while Liu Ziyi was concentrating on dealing with a chicken leg.
"When I mentioned this, I got angry. I originally said it well, but if you don't believe what we say, it would be fine even if you were bound to the city. But unexpectedly, here comes another dog official, who likes to speak in official terms, and falsely accuses us of surrendering.
A barbarian came to deceive the city gate, and I got so angry that I threw a small knife at him, but unfortunately it was a little crooked and didn't hit the man's forehead."
Liu Ziyi didn't regard this as a big sin. He didn't even have a hair injury on He Qing. When the incident became clear, he was exhausted. He just closed the door for a few days and hit the board more than a dozen times. He was not used to squatting in the prison room.
Come on, as for being beaten, it should be used to break the martial artist's body.
"He Qing's heart on the city wall today is not as big as the tip of a needle. You have murderous intentions towards him today. Even if he pays a small price, he will never make things easier for you two." The voice coming from outside the squad room was like a bucket of cold water being poured on him.
On Liu Ziyi's head, "But General Song is the person He Qing wants to fight to the death. If you are really the people sent by General Song and have made achievements in the north, it will not be difficult for you two."
Outside the prison were the confidants of City Gate Lieutenant Wei Wei, who were guarding the door of the prison cell with a few people. They were on guard against He Qing no matter how he tried to use his methods inside the prison. After all, the identities of Wei Changpan and Wei Changpan were still unclear. Even if they were real barbarian spies,
If he died in the prison without knowing why, he would be dead. On the surface, He Qing would not be traced to that place.
"You warrior warriors are going to the north in a group, are you going to kill the barbarian leaders?" the man from the city gate captain outside the prison gate asked indifferently, "or are you going to burn grain and grass?"
"Burning grain and grass? Killing the barbarian leader? None." Liu Ziyi said disdainfully, "We burned all the barbarian siege equipment with one fire, so now the barbarians can't even besiege Bingyuan City, let alone attack the city...
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Liu Ziyi was so proud, but he didn't realize that everyone around him was quiet and only focused on showing off.
"Since the barbarian siege equipment has been destroyed by your hands, why are the two county towns to the north of Bingyuan City still destroyed!" The man from the city gate captain outside the prison gate grabbed two wooden pillars and shook them, shouting, "Since you
Why did so many people die when the barbarian siege equipment was burned down with a single fire?"
Wei Changpan and Liu Ziyi were both startled at first, and then shouted back, "What do the deaths of those people have to do with us! They froze to death, starved to death, were bitten to death by wild wolves, fell into caves and fell to death, or were shot and hacked to death by barbarians.
Death! Are those of us who die not human beings?"
He took off his shoes and untied the leather strips wrapped around his hands. Many of his fingers were already purple and black from the cold. "This is a hand that can hold a kitchen knife as well as a kitchen knife! I don't know what else there is."
A few fingers can move it”
Then he tore off his own clothes to reveal the arrow wounds on the skin behind his shoulder blades, "If it were only a few seconds away, it would have been pierced in the back of the heart! After one arrow hit, he died without even saying his last words!"
Liu Ziyi put on his clothes, picked up the wine bottle and took a big sip into his mouth, "You people who live peacefully in Bingyuan City, why are you criticizing us!"
The sergeant of the city guard outside the prison gate remained silent for a long time before he said with a tired expression, "Yes... Why should you be harsh on those of you who have done nothing for Dayao?
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"But we timid people
After all, I still hope that those of you who came forward can do better, even better, even though this is unreasonable." The sergeant said slowly, "Since you all stood up, why don't you do it to the end? The barbarians have all the weapons to attack the city.
What was not burned was used in those two county towns, and my whole family was in it..."
The sergeant heard from dozens of people who were lucky enough to escape from the two county towns to Bingyuan City. The two county towns were burned to ashes. After the barbarians broke through the city, they allowed them to rape and plunder inside the city. The able-bodied men were selected.
As slaves, the old and weak were killed together, and the younger ones among the women were chosen to stay as slaves of the armored ones.
He had no way to think about the fate of his family, including the young and old.
There are now more than 300,000 people in Bingyuan City and the state troops guarding the city. The entire city is packed with houses of all sizes. As a gate officer, he has been doing his best to maintain order in the city.
, he asked himself that he had paid much more than the money and food he received from Chengmen Lieutenant, but these contributions could not save his family's life.
Liu Ziyi, who couldn't bear it, stopped replying and just ate and drank there. In his opinion, he had tried his best, and even his life was almost lost on that grassland. He had nothing to apologize to anyone.
In this place, if you really want to talk about it, the only ones who feel a little sorry are the parents. After all, it is not the principle of being a son to suffer the physical consequences of your parents and put them in danger many times.
He has no reason to say, but if anyone wants to say something wrong with him, Liu Ziyi, he must first do better than Liu Ziyi.
In the corner, Wei Changpan listened to their words and numbly chewed on the dry and hard sesame seed cake in his hand.
Why do some people think they haven't done enough after they have done so much? Shouldn't those who stand up be timid and give up halfway? They should be perfect people who have done their best.
He was a little aggrieved.
Even though Father Wei was working in the fields from dawn to dusk when he was little, the harvest of that little land for a year still couldn't feed a family of three, so Dad Wei took Wei Changpan to the fields to plant rice seedlings and weed. These are all manual labor.
For a child, it was really beyond his power. Before he had finished working for half a day, he was so tired that he collapsed on the ridge of the field and couldn't get up.
At this time, a bad-tempered farmer came over from one side of the field with a hoe. He looked at the seedlings planted crookedly behind him and said with a smile, "That's it? My dog has gnawed more than this."
At that time, the father next to him couldn't find anything to refute. A child of several years old would already be burdened to help in the fields. As for the fact that the seedlings were planted crookedly, the clumsy-tongued Father Wei couldn't find anything to refute.
, but out of dignity, they asked Wei Changpan to get up, pull up all the seedlings that had been planted, and plant them again. This was their livelihood for a year, and there was no room for carelessness.
The farmer's contemptuous laughter lingered in his mind, and behind him, a whole row of crooked seedlings, dried up by the sun, hung down listlessly, just like him.