Peerless luthier

"Booming——" Lightning and thunder, sudden, crashing downpour wantonly washed the eaves, streets, soil and withered everything.Copy the URL to visit %was awakened by thunder, or by Xiaohua's screams.

Zhong Yi put on her coat and sat up.

A flash of lightning, pale and pale, illuminated the dark room, Zhong Yi suddenly felt gloomy and shivered all over.

He fumbled to light a candle lamp, and settled the little flower that was huddled under the chair into its cat nest.

He held a candle lamp and stood by the window, watching the lightning, which penetrated the night sky; watching the heavy rain, which was connected into thick threads and woven into a strong net.

The thunder was deafening, Zhong Yi raised his head and looked at the abnormal thunderstorm night.

The next day, the thunderstorm stopped.

Zhong Yi almost kept his eyes open until dawn, with an ominous premonition shrouded in his heart, which was dark and incomprehensible.

At dawn, Zhong Yi got up and didn't go out, but lay down on the desk in a dazed state. There was a small gap in the window, and immediately a cold wind came in, piercing his bones.

Zhong Yi felt that the weather had suddenly turned cold and chilly, so she took out her thin cotton coat, sat for a while, and went out.

Zou Ru was washing up, and said, "Go buy breakfast?"

Zhong Yi nodded listlessly.

This morning, the street seemed to be extraordinarily lively, but the atmosphere was depressing. Zhong Yi was a little sensitive, so she pricked up her ears to listen.

"War on the border!"

"The first scene! What happened yesterday!"

Zhong Yi listened for a while, but people didn't dare to talk more. These things are not easy to talk about.

The common people understand that when doing things, there is a kind of worry on the face, and the uneasiness shrouds people's hearts.

Zhong Yi bought a few baskets of small soup dumplings from the owner of the bun shop, and the owner approached and said, "Master Zhong, is what they said true?"

Zhong Yi smiled: "Is it true?"

The boss glanced at the hottest part of the crowd with a pair of small eyes, and said, "Haven't you heard?"

Zhong Yi was noncommittal: "It's nonsense, let's sell buns."

The boss seemed surprised, and then let out a sigh of relief.

"I didn't want pumpkin bean paste."

"I'll give it to you." The boss handed him the paper bag: "I'm relieved."

Zhong Yi went back and told everything he had heard on the street.

Zou Ru listened, but said nothing.

Both of them seemed to have a premonition.

It was a cold autumn day, and Zhong Yi still remembered that she was wearing the plain white robe she used to wear, and added a thin cotton coat, and was sitting at the desk to write a letter home.

Just after writing a few words, I heard Zou Ru's voice, and after a while, Zou Ru walked in.

"Here, take a look."

A letter with a bright red "Secret" stamped on it.Zhong Yi looked up, Zou Ru looked at him, and handed the letter forward.

The streets were still full of traffic, Zhong Yi remembered the contents of the letter, yesterday was the first attack by the Jin-Song coalition forces, although Nan Chu won the first battle, but it was a narrow victory.

The order issued by the court officials is: appease the hearts of the people and prevent riots.

Zhong Yi stopped and looked at the cloud-covered sky. A big black bird was sitting on the opposite eaves, with its small head tilted, as if it was looking at Zhong Yi.

When the autumn wind blew, Zhong Yi stood up straight, his plain white clothes were blown up, and passers-by passed by him, staring at him sideways.

In a blink of an eye, it's winter.

It is obviously a season suitable for tranquility, but the news on the border has never stopped. Now that the fourth attack has failed, it is not difficult to guarantee that the Jin-Song coalition forces will not surprise and come again for the fifth time.

Yundi has now become a transit point for people from all walks of life, and Zhongyi is so busy that it is not only the most basic yamen affairs, but also every move on the border affects the whole country. Troops were continuously sent to the west.

After that, he just ignored the trivial matters, sorted out the flow of supplies, ran out to register the newly arrived troops, and talked with those unsmiling military officers, which really tested him.

Zou Ru was obviously busier than him. He handled all the documents by himself. He, who never stayed up late, also sighed, drank strong tea, and looked at the documents that came in frequently from the court. There is a bright red "secret" seal.

From being able to do things with ease in the past to being turned on their backs today, everyone hates having to sleep without rest, and take care of all these things and sleep well!

However, this wish has never been realized.

In January, when the goose feather snow fell, Zhong Yi took a rare breath, took a pen and went home to write a letter. Now he has changed from four letters a month to one letter a month.

Wearing thick fur boots, Zhong Yi came back from the outside, washed up, and fell asleep.

On the second day, I was woken up by the noisy human voice. The voice was indescribable, scary, and sad.

Zhong Yi was dazed for a while, then her mind suddenly cleared up, she put on her clothes and rushed out.

Zou Ru was standing in the courtyard, and when he heard him open the door, he looked at him with a look of silence and grief.

"...In the early morning, Hucuo City was breached."

"..."

Two people, standing in the courtyard.

It was snowing all over the sky, and the world was icy cold.

On that cold morning, the door was knocked on and on by rioters.The guard with the feathered official hat on his head was knocked down to the ground, his forehead was broken, and the blood stained Bai Xue red.

The government office closed the door, and there was a dead silence inside.

The cold study room is dark and unclear,

Hu Cuocheng, guarding all the soldiers and officials, all died in the line of duty, and no one survived.

Zhong Yi's trembling hands could not hold the letter paper that was still covered with "Secret", and she knelt on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

He thought of many, many familiar faces.

Fan Qi was wearing armor, pursing his lips.

Fu Wu raised his beard, hugged his ten-year-old self and laughed in the courtyard.

Yin Zizhong sat in their room, eyes downcast, while quietly wiping the blade.

Yin Ziqing stood on the stairs, against the sunlight, smiling heartily.

... So many fresh lives, after a few months, have they disappeared from this world?

Zhong Yi stared at the ceiling with wide eyes, as if there was a ferocious big mouth devouring everything.

In spring, a letter came from home, Yan Hui urged him to go home.

Zhong Yi wrote back.

In March, half of the Shanheng shooting range was destroyed.

Zhong Han came to Yundi, but Zhong Yi didn't want to go back, the two quarreled, and for the first time, Zhong Han scolded him loudly with red eyes.

"Go back to Andu! Zhongyi! Go back! This is not the place for you to stay!"

"Uncle Zou is still here!"

"You are different! You go back with me!"

"What's the difference! I want to stay here! Stay here forever!"

Zhong Han panicked: "Tell me, tell me! Do you know how far Shanheng is from Yundi? Do you know that the enemy is coming? Do you want to die? What do you want us to do?"

Zhong Yi said seriously: "I know, because of this, I can't retreat." There was water in Zhong Yi's eyes, and he said: "Daddy, I'm sorry for you."

Zhong Han shook his head and said, "Don't say that, I won't listen, Xiaoyi, are you coming back?"

Zhong Yi turned her head away from him, half of her handsome face was in the shadow: "I won't return."

Zhong Han slowed down his tone, and said: "You have to think about your mother, she is sick, very sick, she misses you, can't worry about you, you go back with me, okay? Okay?"

Zhong Yi just shook her head and said repeatedly: "I can't go."

At night, he sits at his desk.

There was no one in the room except him.

Some people, with faith, will not change until death.

He is mediocre, incapable of commanding troops, and has never held a sword, but he still has the heart to protect the country.

Recently, he always thinks of Yin Zizhong, smiling, expressionless, and wearing armor.

"Good brother, take care."

Zhong Yi murmured, the tears in her eyes flowed down her cheeks as she fell asleep.

Three days later, Zhong Han left and was taken away by Han Yi.

He and Zou Ru stood in front of the door, watching Han Yi bring a group of people in and take Zhong Han away.

Zhong Han didn't give up, and when he got into the carriage, he stared at Zhong Yi: "Will you go! Should you go? Should you go—" In the end, it was almost a plea.

Zhong Yi shook her head at him and kept shaking her head.

Zhong Han's crying face was in front of him, and Zhong Yi hugged him sobbing.

The father and son are on a narrow path, so leave here.

Han Yi was still looking magnificent, and finally smiled at him: "You take responsibility, so you can take care of yourself."

Zhong Yi said: "Please protect my father."

Han Yi lowered the curtain, and the luxurious carriage was surrounded by motorcades and disappeared at the corner of the street.

At the end of March, Shanheng was occupied.

In May, Shunda was occupied.

In June, Shentong was occupied.

In July, the army of the Jin and Song Dynasties came to Yundi, their armor black and heavy, reflecting bloodthirsty light.

At the same time, the iron hooves of the Northern Jin army that had been ambushing for a long time stepped into the north of Southern Chu!Southern Chu had been on guard for a long time, and now they are evenly divided, and the two soldiers are still facing each other.

The intention of the Jin-Song coalition forces is very obvious. After taking Yundi, the troops will be divided into three groups, all the way to the north, and jointly conquer the north of Southern Chu, all the way to the east, drive straight in, and all the way to the south, clean up the southern border town.

It was a very beautiful season, Zhong Yi was sitting in the courtyard, playing an ancient tune, the sound of the piano was sad and sleepy, he knew that everything seemed to come to an end.

Standing on the high mountain in Yundi, looking down - this has become Zou Ru's recent habit.

The troops stationed there are still majestic, and Zhong Yi likes to go to the barracks, as if he can see the shadows of his old friends.

Knowing that one day, Xiao Hua scratched Zhong Yi's official robe, and when he was yelling at him in a low voice, Zou Ru's face turned pale.

"...The coalition forces of the Jin and Song Dynasties have arrived at the border post in Yundi."

"..."

Zhong Yi looked at the group of kittens at her feet, and said softly, "Are you afraid?"

Xiao Hua: "Meow?"

Zhong Yi smiled at Zou Ru, the smile was shallow and warm, and said: "It said, it is not afraid."

Zou Ru was stunned, and then laughed too.

Finally, the time has come when all will be known.

At this moment, Zhong Yi strode out of the door, and suddenly heard a soft voice: "Brother Xiaoyi! Come with me!"

Zhong Yi looked back and was stunned.