This is a new cemetery. The origin of its name is naturally related to the uprising that night when the silver blood was burned. Everyone believed that after that night, Xuanzhu County was reborn, so this new cemetery was named 'Rebirth'
, I hope the martyrs buried here can rest in peace.
In addition to the martyrs who died in the uprising, more of the dead were actually the family members, slaves, and guards of the silver-blood merchants. However, if people die like a lamp, their bodies will also be transported to the Rebirth Cemetery for burial, but there will be no one.
Just give them money to buy them coffins and carve tombstones.
There is a gravekeeper in Rebirth Cemetery named Uncle Shou.
Most people are not willing to work in cemeteries. The strong spirit of Huiyao people will cause them to hallucinate in the cemetery at night, and long-term mental depression may even shorten their life span. But Uncle Shou can be content in the cemetery.
He raised a dog, dug graves, carved monuments, and read newspapers every day.
Someone discovered that Uncle Shou would go to the depths of the cemetery every morning to put incense on two tombs.
Those two tombs have no names, only surnames.
A thorn tomb.
A great tomb.
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Some endings can never be concluded.
"This is the Crystal City?"
Ting Wanjian stepped off the cargo ship and looked at the nervous and dark-skinned people near the port, looking around: "Where is the crystal?"
"Inside the ground." Ting Chaochao followed up and said: "There used to be many open-pit crystal mines here, but they have been dug out long ago, leaving only a few mines with relatively deep mineral deposits. However, as the maritime trade gradually prospered,
It rises up and is known as the 'Eye of Scardy'."
"So, how do you plan to gain a foothold here?" Ting Chaozao said with his hands crossed: "Father said that we have full discretion to decide the next step."
"Is this old man so kind?"
"He is not familiar with this place, and the many days of sailing have made him unable to think clearly. He is afraid that we will join forces and let him drown in the toilet tray."
"How is it possible? We are his sons. How could we be so rebellious and let him die so ugly?" Ting Wanjian smiled: "Let him sink into the sea like a stone and die cleanly and poetically. What do you think?
Sample?"
"I have no opinion."
"Okay, just kidding, just kidding." Although he said it was a joke, there was no smile on Ting Wanjian's face: "Our accounts haven't been settled yet, and when he gets too old to walk,
When the time comes, let him think carefully about what he did."
"As for what to do... let's run a newspaper here and promote some speeches about freedom, sudden wealth, and class hatred. What do you think?"
Ting Chaozao looked at his brother with a strange look, and Ting Wanjian smiled: "You're kidding, I'm not Jing Zhengwei, I'm not as patient as him, and I don't think everyone here is.
A place that is literate. Alas, it is really poor and backward."
"Find a way to meet with the governor here, then capture him, lure the landowners and nobles here, and then kill them all."
The eldest young master of the Ting family said calmly: "We have guns and guns in the Ting family. I am too lazy to fight with a group of barbarians. I will just eliminate the upper-class nobles here, and then start building manors and factories, and then slowly recruit troops. It will take more than ten years. It should be
You can give Scardy a thumbs up."
"It sounds very simple. Then it's up to you, my brother." Ting Chaozao hummed.
"Of course it's very simple. Scardy is a poor and uninhabited place, so only losers like us would come to this kind of place, but..."
"I can't defeat Jing Zhengwei, and I can't defeat a group of savages?"
Ting Chaozao said: "The problem is how to take the first step... Although our people can speak Skadi, they don't have many connections..."
"Are you asking if you are someone who listens to my family?"
At this time, a middle-aged Huiyao man suddenly walked out from the shore and greeted him from a distance. He seemed to be a businessman in his clothing. Wan Jian motioned for him to come over and asked, "Do you know us?"
"I recognize the family crest of Ting's family." The middle-aged man said respectfully, "Is Young Master Ting here?"
Ting Wanjian and Ting Chaoxao were stunned for a while, but Ting Chaoxao suddenly said, "I am the eldest young master of the Ting family."
The middle-aged man asked: "What is the nature of a businessman?"
Ting Chao Zao was stunned.
Ting Wanjian laughed loudly: "Businessmen just hurt people."
The middle-aged man understood immediately, "I have seen and listened to the young master."
"Okay, are you Jing Zhengwu's subordinate?"
"yes."
"Then you know...?"
"I know." The middle-aged man said calmly: "Master Jing Zhengwu is dead, but the instructions he gave us already included the circumstances of his death."
Ting Wanjian asked curiously: "He is dead, and you are still willing to obey his orders?"
"This matter has nothing to do with loyalty, and I won't hide it anymore, so that Young Master Ting can know that I am a member of the Scarty Resistance Organization." The middle-aged man whispered: "In the past few years, countless Huiyao people have been trafficked.
To be slaves in Skadi is worse than death, but because of the restraints of grace chains and the bloody suppression of the Skadi people, we can only wait patiently for the opportunity."
"Master Jing Zhengwu is one of the opportunities we are waiting for. He promised us that as long as he inherits the Jing family one day, he will organize troops to liberate Sjiadi. Even if there is an accident, within five years, the Ting family will definitely
We will come to Skati, and then we can find someone to support us."
Ting Chaozao glanced at his brother: "This is a gift from your friend."
"This is our agreement." Ting Wanjian looked towards the sea, "I know he remembers it, and he knows I will come."
He turned to look at the middle-aged man: "So, can you let me meet the highest-ranking noble official here?"
"The highest governor of the Crystal City is Grand Duke Sven," the middle-aged man said, clasping his fists: "We can arrange for you to meet. Grand Duke Sven always welcomes Huiyao people. In what capacity are you going to meet him?"
"Businessman." Ting Wanjian said: "We will be sailing for many days and need to rest for three days. I will send someone to follow you. You can arrange our meeting in the past few days, and then in the evening after three days..."
"We businessmen will hurt people."
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Some endings have nothing to do with death.
In a small courtyard in the outer city, two children were practicing fighting skills, humming and dancing with eyebrow-length sticks that were two heads taller than them. The morning sunlight was flowing on them, shining brightly.
Suddenly, they heard the sound of familiar footsteps. They all turned their heads and looked at the door of the yard. When they saw a figure they dreamed about every day, they immediately threw away their eyebrow sticks and ran over.
"mother--"
"Mom, what are you holding? It smells so good!"
Seeing that her younger son came over to hug her immediately, but her elder son noticed what she was holding for the first time, Mi Die felt angry and funny. She knelt down and hugged them, and asked: "When mother is not here, what are you doing?"
Have you listened to your grandparents and studied hard to practice your fighting skills?"
"have--"
"Brother no!"
The young man was shocked. His younger brother actually tried to undermine him immediately, which severely damaged his young heart. He immediately grabbed his younger brother's shoulders and said, "Mom, he is lying. He is the one who is lazy every day -"
Mi Die nodded her eldest son's forehead, hugged her younger son and said, "If you don't set a good example as the eldest brother, why are you still bullying your younger brother?"
The young man watched his younger brother stick out his tongue slightly towards him, and was so angry that he almost jumped: "Mom, look at him, look at him!"
The younger brother immediately acted like a good boy, but Mi Die still nodded him on the forehead: "They are all disobedient little devils. If I had known better, I wouldn't have bought you delicious food."
"What, is there something delicious?" The two brothers immediately looked at the bag in Mi Die's hand. When they opened it, they saw all kinds of cakes and candies. Just as they were about to reach out to take it, Mi Die quickly clapped her hands.
.
"Wash your hands and go in to eat."
"Okay~"
The two brothers happily went to get water from the well to wash their hands. They went into the back room to eat sweets and asked, "Mom, how long can you stay this time?"
Mi Die held up her chin and watched them eat with their mouths full. She took out a handkerchief to wipe their mouths and said, "Wait until you grow up."
The two brothers blinked, and the younger brother asked smartly: "Mom, aren't you leaving?"
"I'm not leaving," Mi Die nodded: "Mom will never leave you again."
However, Mi Die's imagination of the coquettish scene in which her sons were moved to tears did not happen. The two brothers looked at each other with a stern expression. She raised her eyebrows slightly: "Why, don't you welcome mother home?"
"This, of course this is not the case. We welcome it, very much welcome it!" The two brothers laughed, but there was unconcealable panic on their faces.
"By the way, since you said you have practiced, let me test your fighting skills later. When your father was at your time, I remember he could hit three sticks, and you can't be worse than him."
The stick shadow is a standard of strength in the prairie fire method, which refers to the ability to distort the actual position of the stick through light. Twelve stick shadows are for entering a room, and thirty-six stick shadows are for mastery.
The two naughty children suddenly panicked, "Mom, we really have practiced!"
"Really, mother, you don't know, a thief came to our yard a few nights ago, and my grandparents were not around. It was us who beat the thief away!"
"Yes, if my brother hadn't mastered his fighting skills, that thief wouldn't have been able to escape!"
"Obviously you didn't do a good job of suppressing it!"
"Obviously it's my brother, but you're too scared to stab someone!"
"That person got out of the way!"
"That person is seriously injured. It's my brother who is afraid of you! Just a little bit!"
Mi Die nodded her brother's forehead: "Don't do such impolite actions."
"But, since you all said so, I understand."
In the expectant eyes of the two brothers, Mi Die clenched her fist and made a rattling sound: "It seems that none of you can hit the three-stick shadow, but don't worry, I will supervise your practice, and you will be able to hit it soon.
Already."
"With mother here, you no longer have to worry about being bullied."
Just when the two brothers were crying and looking sad, there was a knock on the door outside. Mi Die went out to take a look and found that it was Li Sang.
She asked: "What's wrong? Is there anything going on over there at Qinglan?"
Lisang shook his head: "No."
After a pause, he said: "I quit my job as a guard."
After a moment of silence, he said again: "Do you need protection?"
"...Huh?" Mi Die was slightly dumbfounded. Looking at Lisang's serious expression, she didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Mom, who is that uncle?" The two brothers poked their heads in the room and shouted.
Mi Die glared at them, shrugged and said, "Those are my two children, very naughty, right?"
"Yeah." Lisang thought for a while: "Much better than the young master."
Mi Die: "...That's true."
The two of them have watched Jing Zhengwei grow up with their own eyes. Compared with Jing Zhengwei, all children are kind and cute.
Thinking of this, she understood what Lisan meant and couldn't help but feel upset.
Suddenly he saw an eyebrow-leveling stick on the ground, and he immediately paid attention. He kicked it up and held it, saying, "Come to think of it, we haven't competed before, right?"
"without."
"Let's have a fight." Mi Die said: "For us, there is no communication more direct and pure than a fight."
