MTL - Zhui Xu-v6 Chapter 1151 smoldering (1)

In the third year of Wu Zhenxing, in March, the snow in the south melted, the corpses on the field melted into the spring mud, and wild flowers bloomed on the bones.

In southern Zhejiang, Xianxia Pass in Jiangshan County is now under the control of the southeast court and under the jurisdiction of Han Shizhong's navy, which has become the southern border of the Fair Party Rebellion.

When the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, all kinds of refugees from Jiangnan to Fujian gather outside the pass. Most of them are in ragged clothes and skinny. Warm porridge, and then register and register everyone and put them in the pass.

Compared with the catastrophe that happened in the south of the Yangtze River last year, the number of refugees arriving at Xianxia Pass every day is not much.

After the beginning of spring, the fire of the fair party in the north has just entered the formal stage of war. To the north of the Yangtze River, the territory under the jurisdiction of He Wen of the Fair Party still maintains a certain order. To the south of the Yangtze River, the most affluent Jiangnan land in the past is now controlled by the remaining kings of the Fair Party, Tie Yan, Wu Qimei and others from Lin'an. After the crazy "King of Yama" Zhou Shang was first eliminated, this place has fallen into a situation where dozens or even hundreds of gangster forces are crazily eating each other.

To the north of Xianxia Pass, there are still countless small-scale looting forces that became bandits because of the chaos. After the beginning of spring, Han Shizhong would send some teams to the north to expel the bandits from all walks of life every few days. But there are not many people who can be saved.

Arriving at Xianxia Pass, there are not many refugees, but there are all kinds of refugees. Some people sat on the ground and wailed after drinking a mouthful of hot porridge; some people looked at Jiangnan in the north and wept silently; Okay, some carts were dragged by skinny animals, and guards with weapons gathered around them. Most of these were once rich and powerful families in the south of the Yangtze River, or people from whole villages and villages fled south together. some things.

In very few cases, there are also bodyguard teams going south, who brought several truckloads of goods, and then brought a large group of refugees to Xianxiaguan. , Encountered critical situations along the way, they will be used as human walls and cannon fodder. Even in such troubled times, the cargo owners of the bodyguard team may be the most powerful "kings" who fought hard in the south of the Yangtze River. In any case, in such a chaotic world, any situation is possible.

At the Xianxia Pass, whether it is the guarding soldiers or the registered masters, they have become accustomed to seeing all kinds of tragic images recently—just a year or two ago, most of them also experienced such things—except for some obviously strong soldiers. The brigade did a lot of interrogation, and most of the other people were simply registered and released.

In the chaotic Xianxia Pass that day, two teenagers with a jujube horse mixed in.

The two teenagers are about seventeen or eighteen years old, one looks slightly taller, has an oval face, handsome and delicate appearance, wears a washed gray but still neat long gown, with a fan stuck in his waist, With a long sword, he looks like a handsome scholar who is familiar with poetry and books—this kind of image was not uncommon in the peaceful and prosperous times more than ten years ago, but it is extremely rare to see now.

Another young man walking aside was slightly shorter than him by a forehead, with a lively smile on his face, but the clothes on his body were covered with patches. His figure was stronger than his companion's, and his waist was longer than his waist. Jian's fellow scholar, with two long knives stuck in his back, looked like he was not easy to mess with. In the eyes of some Jianghu people, this person is more like the book boy and bodyguard next to the rich man.

Following the two of them was a jujube horse carrying two big burdens on its back. Because the burdens were really big, it attracted many people's attention. At the relatively peaceful pass, naturally no one would easily go there to find bad luck for the two of them. Being able to walk here with a horse in such troubled times was originally a proof of their abilities, so much so that the registered master and the guards guarding the gate couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

"...Jiangpu Post Road, also known as Xianxia Ancient Road, was opened by Huangchao in the Tang Dynasty according to historical records. It started from Xianxia Pass, passed through Qinghu, Shimen, Jianglang, Xiakou and other places, all the way to Fuzhou. There are many mountains to see, and Xianxia Ridge alone is one scene..."

When the queue was about to register and pass the customs, the tall and handsome scholar was telling his attendants something related to the Xianxia Ancient Road. When the master who registered heard it, his eyes lit up. That is a rare scholar, and what the Fuzhou court needs now is this kind of young talent.

Of course, after hearing the scholar's narration, the attendant next to him also nodded: "Yeah, I've heard of Huang Chao, I've heard of it... I heard from my father that Huang Chao wrote a poem, It's called... From now on, if you spend time in the moonlight, dare to laugh at Huang Chao for not being a husband!"

This poem is full of artistic conception and momentum, which made the handsome scholar and the master who was registering with others frown. His words were delicate and soft: "From now on, if you are willing to spend time on the moon... This poem has a good mood, and I don't know where it was published. As for the second half of the sentence, if you dare to laugh at Huang Chao for not being a husband, it must not be Huang Chao's work, and..." He lowered his voice He raised his voice, "This is an anti-poetry..."

This is an anti-poetry... The master at the table in front of him also realized at this time, if it was a peaceful and prosperous age, it would be a big deal to hear this kind of poem on the street, but now, the imperial court is almost gone, and the other party is A seemingly uneducated servant heard a poem, the master didn't know whether to put it on the line or not. At this time, he was registering with two refugees in front, and the follower behind scratched his head and laughed: "Haha, no, maybe I remembered wrongly, because you read a lot of books, I didn't like these since I was a child, But I often hear about Huang Chao..."

This smile sounded like an uneducated one, the master sighed in his heart. As for Huang Chao, who often hears people talking about it recently, he can understand it. Today is a time of great controversy. From Fang La, who was in trouble in Yongle in the past, to Southwest Black Banner later, and even the fair party in Jiangnan today, most of them have proposed "equality" This kind of statement, regardless of the actual operation, this statement goes back up, and most of the history books can't skip Huang Chao's "Heaven's Compensation and Balance". For scholars, this is also a topic that they occasionally bring up with others .

At this time, the registration of the two people in front was completed, and the two teenagers with the Zaohua horse had come over. The master smiled and said, "May I ask the names and places of origin of the two young masters..."

The smiling follower came over: "What is the native place?"

"...that's... where is my hometown..."

"Oh, Jiang Ning."

"Jiang Ning...Recently Jiang Ning..."

"It's all gone...Damn the fair king of the whole family."

"I heard that Prince Gong's family is long gone..."

"Well, it deserves it."

This little follower has no culture, but he has a cheerful expression, and it seems that he is quite easy to get along with. After a few conversations between the two sides, the master put aside the previous slander and contempt. He asked the names of the two, and only then did he know that this young man, who seemed to be a rich scholar, was surnamed Long. His name was actually Long Aotian. His name is Sun Wukong, which is also quite a Zen name. Seeing that he is easy-going and free and easy, it matches the name somewhat.

The southeast imperial court in charge of Fujian Province has switched to admit refugees. Firstly, it is a need for the status of the orthodox imperial court. Second, it is also for the purpose of accepting more displaced talents. At this time, seeing that the two of them have read books, when the master registered I just asked a few more questions. Talking about the purpose of going south, the young man surnamed Sun said carelessly that it was for practicing medicine and doing business. It was prepared to barter for things on the way south.

"... Fuzhou Chaotang is currently short of all kinds of talented people who have studied. I think the two young masters are outstanding. If you go, you might as well give it a try."

In this chaotic world, everything can happen, which is not too surprising, the master reminded him out of his duty, and then said: "Besides, in this season, the mountain road going south is actually not very peaceful. Every few days there will be a team of officers and soldiers escorting the people to Jian'ou, and the next team will be in three days, if you two are not in a hurry, you might as well wait for two days and set off together."

Hearing the master talk about this, the handsome young man frowned: "It's not peaceful here...?"

"On the way to the south, there will occasionally be some bandits making trouble. It's not surprising in this season." The master smiled, "I heard that the two of you want to go all the way to explore the mountains, but it's always right to be careful now. .”

This master is kind, has a literati attitude, and is quite popular. After a while, the two of them passed the test with the famous disk written by their master, and some soldiers came to search for the baggage on the back of the jujube horse that the two of them were carrying. Out of the ten copper coins that had been prepared earlier, the other party took it just now, and did not ask for too much bribe.

Long Aotian and Monkey King who appeared here at this moment, naturally left Jiangnan and entered Fujian all the way to Ning Ji and Qu Longjun.

Last year, the fair party chaos started, and the two lived together in the mountains in the south of the Yangtze River for more than five months. When the mountains were covered by heavy snow, Ning Ji went out to hunt wild food from time to time to survive. In February of this year, the snow and ice in the mountains began to melt, and Ning Ji went outside to find out more news.

After leaving the winter where countless people starved to death, several kings of the Fair Party have started a new round of tearing, attacking and defending.

The well-prepared Fair King He Wen is said to have suffered the least losses this winter. The harsh laws he issued, supported by relatively abundant supplies, attracted a large number of refugees and new blood. Afterwards, the ruling team of Fair King based on the concept of book clubs was gradually established. Although it experienced several chaos and even assassinations against him this winter, its situation in the north of the Yangtze River has begun to stabilize with difficulty. .

As for the other three great kings under the Unfair King and many scattered so-called fair party forces, they experienced a tragic elimination in the heavy snow in winter. Lian Heng, on the one hand, devoured the surviving scattered youths, on the other hand, while the three forces including Shi Baofeng, Xu Zhaonan, and Gao Chang were guarding against He Wen, they had already turned their attention to Tie Yan and Tie Yan who were still lingering in Lin'an. Wu Qimei is going to devour the opponent first and supplement herself. These things have actually been foreshadowed last year, so it's not surprising.

It's just that in a farther place, the news that Zou Xu and Dai Mengwei are also planning to hold a meeting after killing Liu Guangshi together has spread throughout the south of the Yangtze River.

Through a lively conference, attract the attention of the world, and then put forward your own political opinions in this attention, justify your name and publicize such things in front of the world. Since the Chengdu conference, Dai Mengwei has even taken the second place. It doesn't count. But in any case, this is also a major event that can be foreseen in the near future.

Knowing that Ning Ji likes to join in the fun, Qu Longjun once asked him if he wanted to go to Bianliang to see the situation of this martial arts tournament, but for some reason, Ning Ji declared that he had become a People who love peace, after some preparations, the two still embarked on a journey to Fujian from the south.

In the spring of the third year of the revitalization of the Wu Dynasty, among the boy and girl who were far away from home, Qu Longjun was seventeen years old, and Ning Ji was already in the transitional period from fifteen to sixteen. The two lived together in the mountains for several months. Although the shack built between the corners of the ridge was small, it was Qu Longjun's first "home" after his father's death. When she left, she cleaned the room carefully and prepared Let it become a foothold for the hunters after entering the mountain, and look forward to a certain day in the future, when the two of them can come back here to have a look.

As for Ning Ji, although he feels relaxed about getting along with the two of them, he doesn't have much sentimentality. Ever since he left Southwest, he has been worrying about the bad reputation he left behind, but after reuniting with Qu Longjun, for some reason, he didn't feel much anger about the helpless past in Southwest, it was just another emotion Floating up: After deciding on the direction, he has been worried about Qu Longjun's inability to protect himself.

He didn't show his worries about this matter, but in the past winter, he occasionally practiced boxing and taught Qu Longjun some routines and self-defense techniques. Qu Longjun used to have a foundation in dancing, and his body is soft and has a good physique. He can learn many boxing moves very quickly, and he can fight very beautifully.

There is nothing Ning Ji can do about this matter, and in the end, he can only teach her some crooked tricks that are barely used for self-defense: for example, tell the other party "I have always liked you very much", and then stab him to death with a knife. This crooked move is said to be a classic case of the high-level Huaxia Army. I don't know which wicked ghost thought it up. It belongs to the advanced usage of women's self-defense.

When the two came out of the mountain, Ning Ji asked Qu Longjun to dress up as a man, put on a long sword to pretend to be a martial arts master, and even made her a "soft girl" with various broken armor pieces with barbs. Armor", and he himself dressed more clearly to hold the line next to him.

These days are no longer the days when you don’t mess with others and don’t mess with you, so you might as well make it more high-profile. His physical development has matured now, and he has begun to change from dexterity to strength. After Jiang Ning's repeated battles and even the baptism against Lin Zongwu, Wuyi has made more breakthroughs in the vagueness. Although some insights are still a bit vague, he has already grasped the front of many "first-class masters" in the arena today. cut off.

Leaving the mountainous area, Jiangnan is in chaos everywhere, but Ning Ji has rigorous experience in scouting. He stops and stops along the way, and goes out at night. In some places, Qu Longjun is allowed to ride a horse, and in some places, he can also carry Qu Longjun on his back. In the past, the two even walked around the edge of the battlefield for a while, watching the excitement. Ning Ji was a little nervous at the beginning, but Qu Longjun was obedient and cooperative. After a while, she got used to the itinerary. Along the way, Ning Ji taught her some rules of survival in the chaos, and talked about martial arts. Experience and anecdotes, while Qu Longjun recalled what he had learned in the past, and talked to Ning Ji about poetry, geography, and historical knowledge.

In this way, on this day in the middle of March, the two left the war-torn area and arrived at the Xianxia Pass from Hengzhou to Fujian.

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There are four gates all the way up the Xianxia Pass built in the mountain pass. Although it looks simple, it can be called a majestic pass where one man guards the gate and ten thousand men cannot open it. The two men led the horse all the way up the mountain, looking left and right, Ning Ji was thinking about the troops needed to attack here, while Qu Longjun softly talked about the stories that happened between Huang Chao and this place, and talked about a few beautiful poems, which aroused Ning Bogey's admiration.

"...but from now on, if you are free to take advantage of the moon, why is it an anti-poetry if you dare to laugh at Huang Chao not being a husband?"

Qu Longjun laughed so hard that his nose wrinkled up, and he squinted his eyes and said, "These two sentences must not be a poem. Huang Chao rebelled back then, and this poet dared to laugh at Huang Chao for not being a husband. Of course, it is better than Huang Chao. With greater ambition, of course it is anti-poetry.”

"Oh, so..."

"However, do you think it was written by Mr. Ning? If it was written by him, it would not be surprising."

"Well, it makes sense, I think it's probably true." Ning Ji pinched his chin and thought for a while, feeling that the suspicion was serious, and then said, "You still know a lot, you know so much, how many books do you have to read?"

"What I know are all useless things. Unlike Xiaolong, you can do everything... In fact, you don't know, I didn't like to read, but at that time, if I didn't read, I would be beaten. I suffered a lot of beatings. ..."

"I've been beaten too...inhumane!" The scumbag complained, trying to empathize with the top students, and then: "Hey."

Seeing Ning Ji smile, Qu Longjun also laughed.

After going through the customs all the way, the two came to a small camp in the mountains.

There are many camps like this in all the border crossings. Some of them will become a small town because of the merchants coming from south to north, and some will have some merchants in conjunction with the station. The trade route on the Xianxia Pass was not very prosperous in the past—if it follows another period of history, it will take a few years before the Southern Song Dynasty will start recruiting civilians to renovate this ancient Xianxia Road because of the need for business development with Fujian. Everything seems rushed now.

The camp where the refugees gather is messy, the land is muddy, and the sewage flows horizontally. Some shacks support simple shops by the side of the road. The two pawnshops have the largest doors. In addition, there are also dirty restaurants and bodyguards. Some seem strange The powerful forces are recruiting manpower here, resulting in several long queues in the camp, with yellow and emaciated children squatting or lying on the side of the road, some fighting, some shouting, some crying.

Refugees coming from the north have to have a new life here. They have to **** or sell their belongings here—even if they look skinny and have no long belongings, some of them are still there. Bringing the last treasure at home, many people set up small stalls on the side of the road, carefully selling this item containing the last hope, and some people waited and looked at the scene thoughtfully.

There was a lot of voices, Ning Ji asked Qu Longjun to lead the horse and followed him closely, and he also observed the movement around him. In this camp in Xianxiaguan, there are officers and soldiers maintaining order, so there is no obvious conflict. Some methods of maintaining law and order have traces of the Southwest, but they are not maintained so thoroughly. In the final analysis, there should be insufficient manpower The reason is that there are several brothers and sisters from the Zuo family in the small court in the southeast, and this may be a simple plan made by them.

Whenever we go to a place, it is the most important thing to take a look at the situation. After walking half a circle in the camp where about one or two thousand people gathered, Ning Ji became happy and prepared to carry out his mission in the south of the Yangtze River. The big plan that was already being planned:

He led Qu Longjun to an open space on the side of the road, **** the jujube horse first, then spread out the fur skin on the ground, took out one by one of the small packages and opened them, and put some needles, thread, gold and silver jewelry and even Things like porcelain vases and iron bowls are put out, ready to open a shop.

Two flagpoles were erected on one side.

The flag on the right reads: Hua Tuo is reborn, he can cure all diseases.

The flag on the left reads: Bamboo Scoremark, Buying and Selling Department Stores.

Not all the refugees from the south of the Yangtze River are suffering without background. Many of them are actually literate. A sad old man who is selling ancient books is setting up a stall next to this road. Baibing's big words made his face even more bitter, and he wanted to scold, but then he looked at the beheading slogans like "Bamboo Marker", then he sighed and closed his mouth. Afterwards, the young man in the patched clothes shouted with vigor.

"Dear fellow villagers, all the uncles, uncles, aunts, and aunts who passed by, come and have a look, take a look, take a pulse, see a doctor, buy and sell all kinds of curios and department stores, and support barter, all collected on the road. Here are some good things, come and have a look..."

The tone of the atmosphere in the camp here is depressing~www.novelbuddy.com~ The yelling that the young man learned from somewhere is quite exaggerated, which is incompatible with the surrounding atmosphere. For a while, even Qu Longjun beside him blushed. She had heard the other party talk about the idea of ​​buying and selling goods along the way to make a living, and she had already had the mentality of "marry a chicken and follow the chicken, marry a dog and follow the dog". After all, it was the first time he yelled like this in front of a large audience, and seeing the different atmosphere around him, he felt a little ashamed.

But after a while, she gritted her teeth, cupped her hands to her mouth, and yelled loudly: "Selling stuff! Selling stuff—"

This moment was the afternoon of March 12th in the third year of Wu Zhenxing, and the two of them set up a stall for the first time. The yelling that didn't pay attention to the feelings of others caused a little awkward atmosphere in the noisy camp, and some passers-by looked at the stall curiously. Some of the items that Ning Ji scavenged from the battlefield are indeed more precious, but in the current camp, they are not the most scarce items, so Ning Ji's exaggerated shouts did not bring much business. Sold out a little needle and thread. Some people came over and asked: "You are born, can you see a doctor?" But in the end, they did not choose the young Ning Ji to treat the children at home.

Memories are left.

came back. Regarding the new crown, at the most lively time a while ago, the mother fainted twice, the grandmother was ninety years old, and the father had undergone chemotherapy for more than ten times, but it was not a serious problem. In the end, I sent the two elderly people to the hospital. I just recovered from my illness. I spent more than 20 days in a row in the two hospitals. I fell asleep in the taxi every day. After I came back, I felt paralyzed. I thought many things could be done. Write it down, but then think about it, who was not like this during that time. That's it, this paragraph is probably over, let's start updating.