Dry Dream

Everyone was scared and ran away.When all the people on the street ran away, Ziluo standing with a sword in the middle of the market was revealed.He pointed his sword at me and shouted: You monster!explain!What have you done to my Qier!

With a sudden pain in my heart, I opened my eyes suddenly, and my whole body broke out in cold sweat.

Slowly got up and got out of bed, took out the torch and lit the oil lamp.There was a pot of tea warming on the stove, and he walked over and picked up the teapot and poured it fiercely at the spout.

I drank a whole pot of tea.

Putting down the teapot, he stared blankly at the door for a while, then suddenly remembered that he was leaving for Beijing at dawn today.

She was dressed neatly, her hair was casually tied in a bun, and she covered the left side of her face with a sweat towel and tied it behind her head. This face is now invisible to anyone no matter what.

When I opened the door and went out of the house, the guards who were dozing at the door were frightened when they heard the movement. Seeing that it was me, I hurriedly stood up and saluted to say hello.I waved my hand and said don't pay attention to me, then walked out of the courtyard.

The square in the center of the cottage was lined with corpses, and these corpses belonged to our soldiers.I begged for a torch from the night watchman, and it took me half an hour to find the headless Fang Dong.

He ordered someone to carry Fang Dong's body out alone and put it aside, took off his waist tag, wrapped it in a silk square scarf and stuffed it into his bosom, then poured lamp oil on it with his own hands, and set Fang Dong's body on fire with a torch.

His relatives would not be able to bear the headless body of Fang Dong back to his hometown.

Seeing Fang Dong's body being engulfed in flames, I passed the torch to the soldier beside me expressionlessly, knelt down and kowtowed three times.

For heaven's sake, I, Yan Jingqi, have become brothers with different surnames with big brother Fang Dong.Brother Fang gave me this life, and his family is my family.I will honor his parents like honoring my own mother, and treat his brothers and sisters as my own.If there is a disagreement between the heart and the mouth, the sky will be struck by lightning and forever lost!

I kept kneeling, the man rushed to the door premeditatedly,

Until Fang Dong's body was burned to ashes.

The light of the morning sun rose from the east, and I stood up slowly, seeing soldiers standing around me.And those officials and eunuchs all gathered at the entrance of the high place and looked at me.

I didn't pay attention to anyone, went back to my room and brought back the wine jar that I drank last night, and put Fang Dong's ashes into the jar one by one.

The soldiers were very quiet, there was no sound other than the sound of breathing and the neighing of horses from the stables.Everyone quietly watched my every move.

When there was no more ashes on the ground, I respectfully and carefully carried the urn back to the house, sealed it with the best brocade on the kang, and then wrapped it into a bundle and put it on the kang.After that, I packed up the salutes and other things that needed to be taken on the road.

There was noise outside, soldiers' footsteps, shouts, lectures, bustling.Yun Qingtong opened the door and came in, followed by soldiers carrying breakfast.I said nothing and sat down to have breakfast with him.

Everything was packed, and the soldiers came in to report that they were ready to go.Yun Qingtong nodded, stood up and glanced at me, then strode away.

I don't wear armor anymore.I put Yun Qingtong's armor in order and returned it to him.

When I rode on Texue, Yun Qingtong and the soldiers had already set fire to all the corpses in the square, and then gave an order to set off for Beijing.

177. Class teacher returns to court

Post time: 07/102010

3 people came out, and now there are less than 5000 people left, and more than 8000 rebel prisoners will be brought with them.I was very surprised, the rebels were almost killed, how could there be so many people?

Yun Qingtong told me that more than half of the more than 8000 captives were lying in ambush in the mountains, waiting to plot against my 8000 troops.It's a pity that these rebels were knocked down by the ghost witch Easter before the large group of people behind me arrived.This is also bad luck for the rebels, because I didn't expect that I would go up the mountain alone and successfully rescue Fang Dong, which ruined their assassination plan.After I rushed over, Ismo came next.

Because most of the soldiers who remained in the cottage were recruits who had never experienced war, they were unable to withstand the offensive of the rebels and were immediately attacked into the cottage.Fortunately, I came back in time with [-] cavalry, so that his entire army was not wiped out.

I always feel that this Ismo is very strange. Ziluo said that Ismo has ulterior motives for him. Why does he have ulterior motives?

There is another point that I can't figure out. I remember that the Drum Tower where Fang Dong was hiding was not close to me at that time, and his feet were injured again. How could he rush to me in time to block the deadly thunder for me?And when I looked back, I didn't see Fang Dong at all, only the bomb that was about to explode.How could he jump on me?

When I was puzzled, Yun Qingtong told me secretly.During the battle that day, when the bombing thunder flew towards me, he just rushed out of the yard and saw everything.

I asked him what he saw.

He said that he saw Fang Dong saw a thunderbolt flying towards me, but I didn't know it, so he jumped down anxiously and shouted.But he couldn't walk on his feet, so he fell down from the Drum Tower in desperation.At the same time, two extremely tiny red lights shot out from my body, shooting into Fang Dong's falling body, and Fang Dong suddenly appeared in front of me miraculously, and threw me away.

I opened my eyes wide, opened my mouth wide, and looked at Yun Qingtong in disbelief.Is he telling ghost stories?

Seeing my expression of disbelief, Yun Qingtong only said to me: Believe it or not.Then he got up and went back to his tent to sleep.

I'm still sitting in front of the fire pit, looking at the Ring of Fire on my ring finger with my left hand.The ruby ​​on it was so dazzling by the light of the fire that my eyes were sore that I dare not look straight at it.

He reached out and hugged Fang Dong's ashes urn into his arms, and said to himself, "Brother Fang, what do you think I should do?"

The return trip went quickly, because all the soldiers had horses to ride.And those rebel prisoners could only run wildly behind the horses.Some rebels couldn't stand this way of traveling, and they broke the ropes at night and stole the soldiers' dry food and horses to escape.

This is all within my expectations.

I easily caught up with the fleeing rebels by riding on the snow, and killed them with one blow.Originally, our army wasted food and energy to take these prisoners with them, and even dared to steal and escape. Isn't it an excuse for me to reduce the burden?

Along the way, I executed hundreds of escaped rebel prisoners on the spot, so that when those prisoners saw me, it was like a mouse seeing a cat.Afterwards, no prisoner dared to escape again.After all, suffering a little is better than dying.

Yun Qingtong teased me, saying that I am simply Yama.I ignored his words.

The closer I get to the capital, the more disturbed I feel.I couldn't sleep at night, and I couldn't calm down, so I had to ride around on the snow.Those fleeing rebels became my punching bag, for me to vent my panic and irritability.

I never wear a sweat towel when I go out to patrol at night. Anyone who sees my face, whether it is a soldier of our army or a prisoner of the rebel army, will be frightened and scream.

This is normal, anyone who suddenly sees a grimace in the middle of the night will be terrified.

When I was on the road during the day, I would wrap the left side of my face with a sweat towel.But even so, everyone except Yun Qingtong will keep me at arm's length.They looked at me with fear and terror in their eyes.

During the meal, I asked Yun Qingtong why the rebel army had so many mine bombs but our army did not.Yun Qingtong said that bombing thunder is too cruel, and the emperor forbids to use it against the people of Daqi.This thing was supervised by the emperor himself, and then transported to the frontier to deal with the invading Huns.Now the rebel army has a large number of mines to rebel, because those mines shipped to the frontier were secretly detained by King Hexing.It was also because the thunder bombs were always lost that the emperor made up his mind to wipe out King Hexing's henchmen.

I see.It seems that the emperor is a good emperor.

I became more and more abnormal, more and more cranky.I drove away the soldiers that Yun Qingtong sent to me, I was afraid that I would not be able to control my temper and torment them.The captives didn't dare to escape anymore, so I had no place to vent my irritability.So I had no choice but to hold Fang Dong's ashes urn and sit in the distance outside the camp, blowing the cool breeze in the middle of the night when I couldn't sleep, so as to calm down my troubled head.

No matter how unwilling and flustered I was, our army arrived outside the gate of the capital at noon on the ninth day.

A fast horse returned to Beijing to report the letter. When we arrived at the gate of the city, we saw a scene of jubilation and celebration.This is naturally to welcome our remnant army who "has won a big battle" to return to the court.

3 people went out and less than 5000 came back. What is there to celebrate?

I followed Yun Qingtong's horse into the city gate in a daze like a fool with a broken soul.Flowers were flying in the air, and one by one they fell on us.Many girls crowded in the crowd, pointing and pointing at me, Yun Qingtong, and General Cheng.The sound of laughter, congratulations, and congratulations can be heard endlessly, but I can't hear anything at all.

In a trance, I came to a wide avenue, and the long avenue led directly to the tall and majestic gate of the imperial city far ahead.The welcoming people became officers, soldiers and courtiers, and the sound of gongs and drums was replaced by festive palace music.The soldiers who followed us escorted the prisoners and turned to the barracks, while we, the generals who led the team, walked straight to the palace.

Naturally, the first thing the teacher does when he returns to court is to meet the Holy Majesty, which means... he will see Ziluo soon.

The scenery in front of him was a little shaky, and his whole body began to sweat.An irregular heartbeat and difficulty breathing.

Rarely have I been so frightened, I've hardly ever been so frightened.As far back as I can remember, the few times I felt fear were related to Ziluo.

Is it because I care too much about him that I am afraid?

"General Yan, get off your horse, we cannot enter the palace on horseback."

When I was thinking wildly, I suddenly felt someone holding the reins of Treading Snow.I suddenly came back to my senses and saw the station