son-in-law

Chapter 713
"Rebels have their ways, and the rivers and lakes also have their rules."

Facing the wind and snow, turning around the mountain road, the woman named Watermelon spoke softly.Her hair was moving in the wind and snow, and although her appearance was childish, her words at this time were not rash.

"Since I have a foothold in this world, my father's hatred is not shared by the sky. It is not anyone who wants to let go, and can let go. After I return to Miaojiang, the three brothers of the Qi family, you have to pay attention."

"I heard about what happened tonight, and it didn't start. I'm very happy." Ning Yi nodded later, but sighed slightly, "What's the matter with three knives and six holes?"

"The fifth brother of the Qi family is talented, and may have great achievements in the future. If he can beat me, it is a wise move not to do it now."

There were originally five brothers in the Qi family. After the disaster, the second, third, and fifth were left, and the fifth was Qi Xinhan.Watermelon paused.

"As for the three knives and six holes, the three knives and six holes will not die. I am ashamed of killing Uncle Qi. If I can solve it, I will also earn it."

"Three knives and six holes...not pretty."

"puff……"

Watermelon laughed and glanced at Ning Yi, the two were walking side by side.Passing through the small forest in front, when we reached the corner of the mountainside, it was already a small flat land. Usually, we could see the construction scene in the distance. At this time, the snowflakes were long, but we couldn't see it, and the pace of the two people slowed down.Watermelon casually looked for the fallen log and sat down.

"After I return to Miaojiang, you can bring Sister Lu with you, or Chen Fan and Zhu Biao. With them, even if Monk Lin comes over, it won't hurt you. You have offended many people, and now you are revolting, and you are not going to be hurt. You can’t make mistakes, you’ve never been good at martial arts, and you can’t become a first-class master, don’t take these things too much trouble.”

"You always say that I can't become a first-class master, but I think I already am." Ning Yi sat down beside her, "When Hongti said this, I thought later that she defined a master too high. As a result, you also Saying this... don't forget that I slapped Tong Guan in the golden hall."

"You are overpowering people with power, and it has nothing to do with martial arts." Xigua smiled, "Being in a high position, fighting for your life, angering the crown, and being righteous, these are all powers. You can overwhelm those powerful officials in the Golden Palace, which is very powerful. It’s also because you’ve given up and left no room for it. You can’t fight hard every time. Your stamina is not for fighting, just let those who can fight hard.”

The entanglement between her and Ning Yi has not been a day or two. In the past few months, they have often been bickering with each other, but at this moment, when the snow is flying and the world is lonely, the two are sitting on this wood together, she seems to feel that Kind of embarrassed.He jumped out, walked forward, and threw a punch.

"After I leave, Zhuo Xiaofeng and the others will stay with you."

She threw a punch, ran two steps, and huh two more punches.

"It was originally the disciples you taught. You teach them a few more years and see what they can achieve. When they were in Miaojiang, they had already been exposed to a lot of things, and they should be able to help you as well."

Watermelon's body is not tall, and with a childish face, it even looks petite. When he said two words, his voice was not high. After he finished speaking, he stopped and glanced at Ning Yi. The ground didn't move, so he turned his head again and slowly pushed out the fist style.

"You were in Hangzhou a few years ago, and you learned a few tyrannical knives. Sister Lu taught you Po Liu Dao, which is indeed a good way to exert your strength, but Po Liu Dao is fierce and hurts your body. I want to help you take care of it, Sister Lu There is her way, but my body shape was originally not suitable for using a tyrant sword. Later, although I found a way, my father also taught me a set of boxing methods. This boxing method is only for qi cultivation, specially changed for me, others No. It took me a few years to understand and teach others. I practice every day, you can see."

"Back then in Hangzhou, what you said about democracy, Lan Huan Dong also has some clues. You also killed the emperor, and if you want to establish a foothold in the northwest, then you should be in the northwest, but in the current situation, if you can't stand up, you can also go south. I... also hope you can go to Lan Huan Tong to see, there are some things I can't think of, you have to help me."

As she spoke, in the blizzard, the shape of her fists went from slow to fast, hitting, swinging, smashing, hitting, knee-bumping, elbowing, jumping, and gradually the fist danced like a wheel, like a thousand-armed little King Ming .Ning Yi, a boxer named Little King Kong Lianquan, has seen it before. She was fighting with the three brothers of the Qi family, and she still dashed forward with one enemy and three. It looks a bit cute, just like the continuous dance of this cute girl, only the falling snowflakes rise in the air, float, gather and disperse, clash, and there is a whistling sound.

The range of each punch was short, but her figure was advancing and her qi pulse was long, so that her voice was light and calm from beginning to end, the punches were getting faster and faster, but her words did not change at all.

However, for the past six months, she has always been habitually finding faults and bickering with Ning Yi. At this time, she thought of leaving, and her words calmed down for the first time.The restlessness in his heart was revealed as he punched faster and faster.

"...Are you 23 years old this year?"

"...From the time of the Shenggong's uprising, here... uh..."

Watermelon spoke, and the little King Kong in his hand was still punching faster and faster. When he heard Ning Yi's abrupt question, the movements and words in his hand suddenly stopped.At this moment, she flexed slightly with a fist, stretched forward with a fist, her expression froze, her small fist swayed in the air, and then she stood up straight: "What's your business?"

"How many years have we been married?" Ning Yi walked down from the wood.

"Is that of us...a marriage?"

"It's been so many years, it should be counted."

She originally posed and continued to punch.Hearing this, he stopped again, put down his fists, and stood there.

"In the past few years, it's not that no one has married, it's just that Lan Huantong has never been relieved. You... your wives and children are about to grow up, between me... between me …”

Without her fisting, Feng Xue returned to its original state of falling. Her words were only slightly stiff at this time, and her body was also stiff. She stood up straight like that, her fists clenched by her side, slightly. Head tilted.

As Ning Yi said, she is 23 years old. In this age, it doesn't count if she is already an old girl. It can only be said that she is an age that no one wants.And even at this age, in the past years, except for the time after being betrayed by him, the 23-year-old has never even had a stiff hug in the wind and snow...

The snow fell, and she stood there, watching Ning Yi come over.She was about to leave. In such a snowstorm, perhaps something was going to happen.

At the very least...there should be a stiff hug...

In the courtyard room halfway up the mountain, the oil lamp was still lit slightly. In the light, Su Tan'er looked at the account records in her hand.When he turned around, Xiaochan and Ning Xi were already asleep on the bed not far away.

She looked at the window lattice again. Although she couldn't see the situation outside through the thick window paper, she could still hear the sound of the wind and snow getting louder.

On such a night, he should not come back to rest.

She thought so, then tilted her head and smiled slightly.I don't know when, the figure in the room blew out the lights and went to bed to rest.

The wind and snow enveloped the world again.

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The cold winter night has passed, and in the early morning, the snow floats peacefully in the sky, and the whole world is gradually covered in silver, replacing the desolate colors of late autumn.

When she woke up in the morning, Shi Shi's head was a little dizzy, so Duan Su'e came to take care of her, cooked porridge and rice for her, and then boiled a few herbs in water to ward off the cold for her.

Duan Su'e was originally the personal guard beside the master of Lu Zhai. After coming to Xiaocanghe, she was arranged by the teacher's side.On one side was a mountain village woman who practiced martial arts to kill people, and on the other was a weak and melancholy oiran in the capital, but there was no rift between the two.This is because the teacher herself has good knowledge. After she came here, she did not want to have too much contact with the outside world. She only helped Yunzhu to sort out the various ancient books and scrolls plundered from the capital.

Duan Sue had a family in the mountains. Her husband died for Qingmu Village, but her son has reached the age of reading and literacy. Recently, the environment in Qingmu Village has been good, which can give the children a chance to read and write. In the future, she is a woman in the mountains. Man's greatest hope.I usually talk to my teachers about what happened in the valley, and in my spare time, I also come over to ask about some study experiences.

The real courtesans of this age are convincing big stars in later generations, and compared with big stars, they have more connotation, insight and knowledge.Duan Su'e admired her, but in her heart, she actually admired this woman who could optimistically bring up a child after her husband died.

"I heard that the watermelon girl from the south was going to compete with the three masters of the Qi family last night. Everyone went to see it. I thought it would be a big fight..."

"Miss Watermelon, she is a young, master-like figure, and I don't know how to practice it. Just looking at her mastery of swordsmanship, compared with the village master, I am afraid that it is not much different. The three members of the Qi family are similar to her. There is a grudge, and it seems that it can’t be avenged for the time being, but my father’s hatred is not shared, and everyone will take this matter into their hearts…”

"Everyone is talking about the capital right now. The city is broken, and the people inside are afraid that it will be difficult. Miss Li, you don't have any relatives over there."

During Duan Su'e's occasional speech, the teacher woke up in the rigid thoughts.Naturally, she has no relatives in Beijing, but...Mama Li, the sisters in the building...what are they doing now? Even if she thinks of such a question in her heart, she is a little afraid to touch it.

When the Jurchen besieged the city for the first time, she had been helping under the city and had seen all kinds of tragedies.The reason for going through such a tragic situation is to avoid a more unbearable situation from happening.But from here onwards... Ordinary people's hearts are probably hard to think about.Those hysterical hedging, the shouting after the severed fingers and the body, the wailing after suffering from various injuries... What is a more tragic situation than this?Her thinking can't help but get stuck here.

After all these years in Fanlou, Mama Li has always had a way, maybe she can get away with luck...

However, after the collapse of the city of Bianliang, thousands of miles away, the women in Fanlou were indeed desperately seeking asylum, but the girls that Li Shishi once knew were mostly on the list of the first batch of prostitutes who were sent to the Jurchen army camp. column.Mother Li Yun, a woman who has been extremely caring and wise since she entered the Fanlou, had committed suicide four days ago with several women from the Fanlou.After the other women were sent to the Jurchen barracks, dozens of the most stubborn people were thrown out after committing suicide because of the unbearable humiliation.

These things, she will not know until many years later.

The snow kept falling in the valley, but some of the atmosphere in the valley, even if the teacher did not go out much, could feel the change at this time.In the falling snow, she could occasionally hear shouts from across the river valley. Soldiers were carrying logs. In such heavy snow, they were running along the mountain road. There were also groups of people between the warehouse and the construction site. Shouting in unison to shovel out the snowy road, the spirit and energy contained in the conversation and shouting of the people passing by are obviously different from those a few days ago.

This is the change brought about by the collapse of Bianliang City.

After two or three days of snowfall, it gradually showed signs of stopping.During this period, Su Tan'er, Nie Yunzhu and others came to visit her.And the news brought by Duan Su'e was mostly about the dispatch of troops in Xixia this time. Gu Zhong kept discussing whether to help or not, and then another news came suddenly.

A few days ago, the old man who had been guarding the northwest for many years passed away in the old house in Qingjiancheng.

When the teacher heard the news, he also sat for a long time in a daze.In the first Bianliang defense battle, the generals guarding the city were Zuo Prime Minister Li Gang and this famous old husband. To a large extent, it has played a role as a pillar, and I have endless respect for this old man and teacher.

The snow had stopped that day, and the teacher went out from the room. Between the sky and the earth, there was a piece of white.There was someone walking in a yard not far away. On the roof of the yard, a woman sat cross-legged there, resting her chin slightly with one hand.The woman was wearing a white mink velvet dress, white snow boots, and her delicate and even a little childish face made people think of a woman from a big family in a southern water town. However, the teacher knew that this woman sitting on the roof looked like a childish girl. The woman, who kills nothing at hand, is the leader of the rebels in the south, the tyrant Liu Xigua.

She usually loves bickering with Ning Yi, but between the two, Shishi can see that there are some unclear personal feelings.Over the years, she has no idea how many strange friends she has made and how many things she has experienced.

According to Duan Su'e, this girl will be leaving for the south in the next two days.Perhaps because of the impending separation, her expression on the roof was also a little dazed and reluctant.

She was able to sit on the roof, which meant that Ning Yi was giving lectures to a group of middle-level officers in the room below.The teacher was a little afraid to listen to what he said. She bypassed the courtyard and walked along the mountain road. She could see the lively settlement in the valley from a distance. During the time when thousands of people were distributed, The snow that has fallen in the past few days has already been pushed around. On the side of the mountain, dozens of people shouted in unison, pushing the huge rock down the slope. On the side of the riverbed, soldiers who were preparing to build a water storage dam dug up the water diversion. Liu, the clanging sound in the blacksmith shop can be heard clearly here.

There are already large and small children running around to help.

She walked through the woods on one side, and there were more people. It seemed that some women were coming here to watch the fun. The teacher knew that there was a large flat land halfway up the mountain, and then she saw from a distance that the gathering had already gathered. The soldiers were two squares in total, about a thousand people, and some people were talking loudly in front.

"...We have guns... Once assembled, Xixia's strongest Pingshan Iron Harrier is actually nothing to be afraid of... The most worrying thing is Xixia Bubu... We... There are many mountains around, and we will fight in the future and walk on foot. The mountain road is the fastest, how to meet the attack, each department needs... This time is not only for saving people, but also for training..."

The voice of the exhortation came from a distance, but Duan Su'e saw her not far away and came towards her.

"Miss Li, you came out and walked..."

"Sister Su'e, this is..."

"We're going to send troops."

"what?"

"The Western Xia army has arrived at Qingjian City. We dispatched two teams, each with 500 people, to harass the siege army..."

"Xixia people... a lot, right?"

"Xixia has nearly 1000 troops. Even if the whole army is dispatched, there is no chance of winning. What's more, the old man has passed away. There is no one on our side who can talk to the Western Army. These [-] people are only in the Xixia siege. Containment, the most important thing is that if the city is broken, they can stop and kill Xixia Bubazi in the mountains and forests, so that the refugees can escape quickly... that's all we can do."

After getting along for several months, Duan Sue also knew that the teacher was kind, and whispered some of the information she knew.In fact, the cold winter has come, and the various winter constructions of Xiaocang River have not been perfected. Even in this winter, part of the dam drainage work has to be done well. After the spring flood in the coming year, there is already a shortage of manpower. It is extremely difficult to send elites out.

While the two were talking, they walked up the hillside. The valley, the school field, and the queue below gradually came into view. Then the teacher heard the shouts of thousands of people. The team stood still. High morale, murderous!
There is white snow in the distance, the valleys and mountain crevices are far apart, and the endless winter snow sea, a queue of thousands of people climbs out of the foothills, winding like a long dragon.

The teacher opened his mouth slightly, and let out a white breath.

Since half a year ago, Wu Rui created a rebellion, broke through Bianliang City, and Ning Yi killed the monarch in court. Now, Jurchen has gone south to break through Bianliang, the Central Plains are in turmoil, the people of Xixia have come from the south, and the old man Xianggong has passed away, and in this northwest land , the morale of the Wu Rui camp can be so cold even in the chaotic situation. She has never seen such a morale after defending the city under Bianliang City for so many days...

Is this world and the Wu Dynasty really coming to an end?

She swayed, feeling slightly dizzy in the reflection of the white snow.

Where should I go-

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Whether it’s love or fear, people have thousands of emotions, and they can’t stop things from happening. This winter, history is still rolling over like a giant wheel.

In December, Xixia people broke through Qingjian and Yanzhou cities. In the cold winter, people in the northwest left their hometowns and displaced people. Zhongshidao's nephew, Zhonglie, led the rest of the Western Army and was dragged by the Jurchen to the north bank of the Yellow River. , unable to escape.When the Qingjian City was destroyed, all the ancestral halls and ancestral tombs were destroyed.The Western Army, which has been guarding the northwest of the Wu Dynasty for more than a hundred years, stretched for five generations of generals, and burnt out the afterglow here.

In the capital, the turmoil and humiliation continued to ferment for several months. During the siege of the city, the Jurchens demanded gold and silver property, and the Kaifeng government searched the city several times, with the trend of raiding the houses of the rich and poor in Bianliang City. , Dedicated to the Jurchen, including the Bianliang Palace City, almost all of them have been transported.

This is just the tip of the iceberg of the Bianliang tragedy. For several months, the number of women in Bianliang City was sent into and captured by the Jinren Army, as many as tens of thousands.In the palace, there are thousands of concubines, concubines, palace maids, singers, officials and wealthy households in the palace.At the same time, the Jurchen also hunted down artisans and young men as slaves in the city of Bianliang.

This cycle of looting property and arresting young men and women has not stopped for several months.By the beginning of the second year, the original hoarding of supplies in the city of Bianliang had been exhausted, and the people in the city were eating food.The imperial court of the Wu Dynasty, which still existed in name, set up a point in the city, allowing the people in the city to exchange treasures and treasures for a little food to survive, and then import these treasures and treasures into the Jurchen military camp.

In March of this year, the Jurchen began to escort a large number of prisoners northward. At this time, the number of women and women in the Jurchen military camp either committed suicide at the end of the day, or was abused to death has reached [-].On the way, there are still a large number of women's bodies in the Jurchen military camp that are thrown out after being tortured and humiliated every day.

Although later historians are more willing to record the experiences of thousands of concubines, concubines, and women of high-ranking officials and wealthy households, or the humiliation suffered by those who were originally emperors, to show their misery.But in fact, these women with certain identities, the Jurchens, still have a little hold when they are masturbating.On the other hand, the other tens of thousands of civilian women and women were treated like pigs and dogs on the way, and they were killed at every turn.

Until they arrived in the Jin Kingdom, this time the Jurchen army captured men and women from the south and captured more than [-] people, including the dead. Of these more than [-] people, women were reduced to prostitutes and men were made slaves. Buy and sell cheaply and at will.From the beginning of the thousand-mile bloody road to the north, to the rest of their lives for the next few years and more than ten years, everything they have experienced is the real...

Cruel!

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