I don't want to return

The journey north to Jinling was not only difficult and dangerous, but also more restless than before.

After many twists and turns, they no longer dared to rashly enter the towns along the way, and only traveled far away from the farmland and woods in the suburbs.If you can find a farmhouse to stay at night, you can. If you can't find it, you have to sleep outside.

Fortunately, a group of people guarded the night back and forth, but nothing major happened.It's just that in the past few days when I stayed at night or left in the morning, I felt a faint rustling around me, following behind me.

Was it being followed?

Mu Chongyu's heart sank, he and Shen Qing quietly discussed a plan, and then deliberately slowed down the pace of the whole team, only pretending to be tired.When it was time to sleep at night, half of the night guards were also deliberately removed, but they were actually lying in ambush on both sides to reveal their flaws, intending to lure the enemy to appear, and then fight to the death with them.

At night, the crescent moon gradually hangs over the treetops, casting a clear glow from the gaps in the forest, and everything is quiet.

Mu Chongyu closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but actually pressed his hand tightly on the sharp sword buried under his robe, feeling nervous in his heart.

At this time, they were already like frightened birds, and even the slightest bit of wind might lead to disaster for them.

However, time passed bit by bit, and the surroundings were still as calm as before.Just when Mu Chongyu was about to relax, he suddenly heard a very faint sound of footsteps rubbing against the grass, and slowly approached.

Then the footsteps stopped beside him.

Mu Chongyu vaguely felt that the visitor seemed to be bending over, and there was a faint shadow covering his eyelids.His hand covering the sharp sword at his waist couldn't help but grab it even more.

But the man didn't seem to do anything else.He remained motionless, making Mu Chongyu think that no one actually came to him.

However, the faintly audible sound of breathing could not be fake.

Mu Chongyu's heart trembled, he didn't intend to waste any more, he suddenly drew out his sharp sword, and put it on the neck of the visitor in an instant.

The man couldn't dodge in time, he only struggled twice in panic, and then gave up, as if subconsciously looking away, his movements were embarrassing.

Under the light of the moonlight, Mu Chongyu could see the man's face clearly.

He couldn't help frowning, staring at him unkindly, and then slowly said a word: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

He looked around, and found that the guards around him were unaware of Xue Jinghong's existence, and were still stationed at the outermost perimeter. Then Xue Jinghong could only leave if he had sneaked in long ago, or jumped off the top of the tree next to him. near yourself.

He raised his eyes and looked at this person questioningly, but after Xue Jinghong called "Chongyu" in a low voice, he didn't continue.He accidentally turned his eyes to look at himself, but the next moment, like a child who has done something bad and was caught, he quickly looked away in anxiety and embarrassment.

Mu Chongyu suddenly felt a sense of irritability rising from the bottom of his heart.He suddenly withdrew his sword, and said in a muffled voice: "Your Majesty, although you have saved my life, you are an enemy who has ruined our country. I will not mention how many soldiers of my Dayu died on the battlefield because of you." , Even if the war is over, you have not been able to govern the old land of Nanyan in peace and happiness. Because of you, because of your contempt for Nanyan, how many people in Nanyan have not died well."

Speaking of this, Mu Chongyu's voice was faintly tinged with anger, which alarmed the others.The guards hurriedly gathered around, but were puzzled by the scene in front of them.

Mu Chongyu suddenly stood up and said: "I didn't kill you before because you were kind to me, but now that you are so stubborn and still follow me, aren't you afraid that I will kill you with one blow?! "

It was rare for Mu Chongyu to be so emotional. He was clearly reprimanding Xue Jinghong, but his hands under his sleeves couldn't help shaking. With a "bang", the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

When the surrounding guards heard Mu Chongyu's words, they couldn't help being slightly agitated, and wanted to step forward to restrain Xue Jinghong, and what's more, they secretly drew their sharp knives.

For those who followed Mu Chongyu from Yingtou Village, they had never experienced the tragedy of the battle between Chongqing and Yan, nor did they know the entanglement between Xue Jinghong and Mu Chongyu, nor did they know the complexities in Mu Chongyu's heart. mood.Follow Mu Chongyu just because he gave them hope.Therefore, whoever Mu Chongyu wanted to kill, they just went ahead and killed them.

Shen Qing stopped them, and only let them wait quietly.

Naturally, he knew Mu Chongyu's character very well, and when he saw Mu Chongyu's expression, he knew that he couldn't bear to kill Xue Jinghong.But there is another point - killing Xue Jinghong is of no great benefit to them except for a moment of happiness.

If they are already a big force in the Bingzhen side at this time, and kill Xue Jinghong, they can go straight to Huanglong when Beiyu is in chaos, destroy the capital of Beiyu in one go, and then take the world into their pockets.But now, they are too weak to protect themselves, how can they have the strength to attack Beiyu Imperial Capital?

Killing Xue Jinghong will only give Mu Yuan and Xu Lihui an opportunity to take advantage of. If these people succeed, regardless of the world, his Majesty, the old Nanyan tribe, and the brothers from Yingtou Village will definitely It ended in a bleak ending of being besieged on all sides and defeated once.

Therefore, in such a dilemma, they have no better way than to wait and see what happens.

In Mu Chongyu's eyes, there was a faint look of fear and escape. When the sword fell to the ground, he was so flustered that he didn't have time to pick it up, so he turned around and walked away. He hurriedly said to the people waiting at a distance: "The sky will be bright, let's set off now."

Shen Qing and the others hurriedly responded, tidied up one after another, and followed closely behind Mu Chongyu.

Xue Jinghong was left alone, standing lonely under the dying moonlight.He stood there for a long time, then bent down, picked up Mu Chongyu's dropped sword, and stroked the hilt gently.

It was cold and hard on it, but Xue Jinghong felt that there seemed to be Mu Chongyu's remaining warmth on it, which made him linger for a long time involuntarily.

The voices of Mu Chongyu and his party had been far away for a long time, and there was hardly any movement.Xue Jinghong couldn't help but took another step, and followed in the direction where they disappeared.

Let's follow for another ride, follow this last ride, and he will leave.He can no longer make things difficult for Chongyu.Xue Jinghong warned himself silently in his heart.

The morning sun gradually broke through the dawn, and at noon, the sun became quite hot, making Mu Chongyu and his party feel a little tired from the sun, and unconsciously slowed down their pace.

Shen Qing looked back at the end of the line, he was keenly aware of something, frowned, and hurried back to the front of the line to tell Mu Chongyu, "Your Majesty, he... has followed up again. Do you want to drive him away?"

Mu Chongyu's footsteps paused slightly, but he immediately quickened his pace again, and said expressionlessly: "It doesn't matter, he will follow if he wants to. It must not be long before he feels bored, so he gives up."

Shen Qing should be, hesitant to speak but stopped saying: "However, we can't always ask him to follow like this, after all, our next itinerary is a secret matter, if we let him know..." Is there any possibility of restoring the country?

Although Shen Qing felt that Xue Jinghong would not hurt Mu Chongyu's life, he could never imagine that Xue Jinghong would be indifferent to their behavior of rebelling against Yu Fuyan, or even let them go.

This is unrealistic no matter how you think about it.

Mu Chongyu pondered for a while, then said: "Then send an order to get rid of him quickly. He has injuries on his body that haven't healed yet, so he must not be able to walk quickly."

As expected, the group of people speeded up their journey, but what they didn't expect was that when it was nightfall, everyone stopped, and when they were preparing to stay overnight, Mu Chongyu saw Xue Jinghong wandering outside again from a distance.

Mu Chongyu felt that the irritability in his heart was getting stronger, he couldn't bear it anymore, got up and walked towards Xue Jinghong.

When Xue Jinghong saw it, he turned around quickly and hid behind the tree in a hurry, but this move was nothing more than self-deception.He saw Mu Chongyu who was a foot away from him, with an expression on his face that was in a trance that was on the verge of limit, and in a trance that was pretending to be indifferent.

"Chongyu, I..." He panicked and stood up to explain, "I just want to..."

I just want to watch you from afar.He couldn't say it, so he had to add it silently in his heart.

Mu Chongyu shook his head, and interrupted Xue Jinghong: "What exactly is your Majesty thinking?" He smiled mockingly, and said, "At this point, could it be that Your Majesty still wants to say that it is because of someone or something? Want to surrender to my Dayan?"

"Since that's the case, why not Your Majesty withdraw the regime and troops that have infiltrated the Jiangdong area, return Jinling, and Dayan River and Mountain." Mu Chongyu's tone became sharp for a moment, but in the next moment, it returned to that state. Indifference and ridicule.He looked at the silent Xue Jinghong, and looked away boredly.

Unexpectedly, Xue Jinghong uttered a word softly: "Okay."

Mu Chongyu immediately tensed his spine, and his whole body was stiff, thinking that he had heard wrong.So he turned his head impatiently and stared at Xue Jinghong in shock, wanting to confirm whether his expression was joking.

Xue Jinghong didn't show a hint of teasing. Apart from being serious, there was only careful nervousness on his face: "Just, I hope Chongyu can give me some time." Xu Tun said: "This is a big matter, so don't act rashly at the moment, but as long as Chongyu gives me some time, I will definitely restore the old Yan's territory to you."

In fact, as early as the end of the last life, when Mu Chongyu committed suicide, and he himself was killed by the rebellious army, he completely regretted it.

He, Xue Jinghong, does not have the ability to manage the vast land of the Central Plains well.In other words, the weak yet tough people in the Central Plains were much stronger than he had imagined.

He conquered the soldiers of Nanyan with iron-blooded horses, took their lives, took away their land, and even took away many things they depended on for survival, but he still couldn't take away their hearts.

Nanyan is dead, and Mu Chongyu vowed to escape from Beiyu to restore the old country. After Mu Chongyu died, many Nanyan patriots sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain, and there was no end to it.Until the imperial capital of Beiyu, like Jinling in the past, soldiers came to the city and suffered a crushing defeat.

Suppression by force cannot bring back the obedience of these Nanyan people. In the end, only more fierce resistance and intensified hatred will be obtained.

Xue Jinghong doesn't want to continue this cycle anymore.

When he was in Saibei, he had infinitely longed for the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River with "three autumn osmanthus and ten miles of lotus", but it became a mess in his hands.No matter whether he was deceived by treacherous ministers or used by people with ulterior motives, he had to admit that in his last life, Beiyu people never learned to respect and appreciate such beautiful things, but would only wantonly contemptuous and plundering.

For example, Yang Tingyun, the prime minister of Dayu, and Li Zhizao, the minister of the household department, who are completely against the Yan faction, from the beginning to the end, they just regard the people of Nanyan as slaves who take what they can and take it. Kill them quickly.

It's like the former self who locked Mu Chongyu by his side relentlessly and entangled endlessly.

As if in this way, you can have him completely.But in fact, this will only make him lose faster, and in the end he has nothing.

Instead of doing this, it would be better not to seize it from the beginning.That way at least, he still has a chance to watch from afar.

Mu Chongyu was completely frozen there.He felt a sense of shock and absurdity rushing over him, which made him almost unable to stand still. He took a step back, fixed his eyes on Xue Jinghong, and said coldly: "Is this really true?"

The author has something to say: Well, the matter of sending troops south because of a poem describing the scenery of Qiantang is undoubtedly borrowing the allusion of Jin soldiers attacking the Northern Song Dynasty.But I don’t know if this allusion is true or not, and the author is not responsible~