Dream Hua Embers Records

The warm winter sun, through heavy smog, struggled to shine the faint light on the square in front of Xuanming Gate.The wind howled through the empty square, making a slight whine in the doorway.

Near the west side of Xuanming Gate, there is a lonely person kneeling, among the empty and empty green bricks, like a solitary boat in the vast sea.

The guards had just changed shifts, and the guard rooms on both sides were empty. Yan Yin took Shu Ke, step by step, and walked straight to that person from the Xuanming Gate.

In Yan Yin's heart, she was still a little apprehensive, always feeling that this matter might have something to do with her, but she still walked steadily and calmly.

Zhu Ze was stripped of his official clothes and hat, and was only dressed in green clothes, which looked very thin.On his shoulders was the legendary iron leaf yoke, which was six feet long, made of hardwood, with iron sheets on the edges, and felt extremely heavy at first glance. The head of the yoke was two feet long, and the tail was nearly four feet long. Raised high behind Zhu Ze.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhu Ze raised his head slowly, only to see that his face was flushed from the cold, and his lips were bloodless.

Zhu Ze only moved a little, and the heavy yoke sank immediately, and the head of the yoke instantly strangled his throat.With a sway of his body, Zhu Ze swayed his shoulders and stabilized his figure again, keeping the tail of the shackle still up high.But still holding his head up with great effort, the forehead lines on his forehead were deeply locked, but he showed a faint smile to Yan Yin.

Yan Yin could clearly see that Zhu Ze's shoulders and neck had already been torn apart by the shackle, and his flesh and blood were bloody.

Yan Yin hurriedly took a few steps forward, knelt down on one knee, and with both hands, helped Zhu Ze support the head of the yoke, so that the yoke rested flat on Zhu Ze's shoulder.

Zhu Ze kept the shackle tail upturned because he had to do it. If he let the shackle tail hang down, his throat would be stressed, and he might suffocate in less than a cup of tea.It is a little more comfortable to let the tail of the shackle rise and the back of the neck is stressed, but it takes effort to maintain balance.Of course, the best situation is to keep the flail level, but because the head and tail of the flail are not the same length, they are also not the same weight. The person wearing the flail cannot do it by himself, and must have the assistance of outsiders.This is also the advantage and disadvantage of this iron leaf yoke. If a person with poor physique, the yoke alone will kill him, and the death will be extremely painful.

"Little Sanlang... What are you doing? You're under the spell..." Zhu Ze's throat seemed to have been damaged, and his voice was hoarse.

Yan Yin shook her head lightly, "This way you can talk to me." After finishing speaking, Yan Yin turned her head and told Shu Ke, "Go and get some food and warm milk, as well as wound medicine and gauze."

"Okay!" Shu Ke agreed, turned around and left.

"This is impossible!" Zhu Ze hastily stopped.

"It doesn't matter." Yan Yin paused, and asked in a low voice, "What's the reason? Is it related to Kang Yuzhu's return to the south? I avoided the crowd yesterday and went to see you alone, and no one noticed after I came back , I have been tight-lipped and never told anyone."

Zhu Ze shook his head slightly, "It's none of your business, Zhu'er... I asked Qin Bai to take her back to the south, and let the guards escort her, I don't worry... When crossing the border, Zhu'er was found, and despite mediation , In the end, there was no danger, and I returned to Nanzhao smoothly. But when the news came over there, the emperor was going to have a fit, not to mention that I was dying, and it happened to be at this time that I wrote the Wanyan book. Besides, My position is responsible for the defense of the capital, which is directly related to the safety of the emperor, and the responsibility is the most important. This time, the emperor became suspicious, so naturally there is no good fruit to eat..."

Yan Yin frowned in confusion, tilted her head and thought for a while, and finally asked, "Is your heart still towards Nan Zhao?"

Zhu Ze smiled, "Since I was 16 years old, I have been the guard and interpreter of the envoys of Southern Zhao. I dare say that there is no one in the world who is familiar with the scenery along the thousands of miles. When I went there, the soup was hot, and the family was harmonious and beautiful, and when I came back, there were only rubble and bones left. Can you understand that feeling?"

"There are also those post houses in Yuanguo. I saw that it changed from three mud houses to three brick houses, and then it was destroyed by war in a blink of an eye... I always think about the 'honey-stained sheep and horses' of Dayuan Guanqiu post. It's a pity that the inn is gone, and the cook is dead... We used to fight wine around the stove, ride horses and compare arrows together..."

"I have traveled to various countries for more than ten years, and I have made many friends, Xixia people, Shiwei people, Korean people, big cannibals, Uighur people, Khotan people... everyone is together, speaking different dialects, drinking strong wine , Singing love songs from all over the world, it was enjoyable. If there were no wars, if all the countries were safe in their own lands and did not use weapons rashly, how good would it be?"

"Nowadays, from Daliang to Huining, there are thousands of miles of red land, ten rooms and nine empties, just for the dream of an emperor who dominates the world, is it worth it? I am not for Nanzhao, nor for Dayuan, only for the common people. The people I have met, talked to, and touched, for them to live a peaceful life... I can't bear to see those people I know well, all of them lost overnight."

Speaking of this, Zhu Ze suddenly became anxious, leaned forward, and said, "Little Sanlang, you are a clever child, you should know that my heart is not for any country, let alone for selfish desires. The military system of Dayuan has the most disadvantages. Every time there is a conquest or border quarrel, it is ordered to sign the army. Often there are several males in a family, and they are all selected, even those who are nearly [-] years old. The people cry and complain, and the grief is loud My God. Dayuan is sparsely populated, mostly due to the fact that the people have been unable to live and reproduce because of successive years of military activity. To solve this problem by robbing people from other countries as slaves, it is undoubtedly a firefighting. The more Han Chinese slaves, the more unstable the Dayuan country will be. , civil strife will inevitably arise over time. You always serve by the emperor's side, and if you have the opportunity, you can persuade him." Zhu Ze looked at Yan Yin earnestly with his eyes burning.

Yan Yin didn't know how to answer, Xin Dao said that she was just a child, and the important affairs of the court were too profound and complicated to understand at all.What's more, serving by the emperor's side is just a punishment, and his status is no different from those of the small yellow gates. Regarding the government, he can't say a single word, this is the rule.

Yan Yin was inconvenient to agree, and couldn't stand Zhu Ze's eager gaze, so she turned her head and moved the hand that was holding the wooden shackle.The wooden shackle was extremely heavy, Yan Yin half-kneeled and put her hands on her shoulders, after only holding it for a while, her hands felt sore.

Because Yanyin changed his posture and touched the wound on Zhu Ze's neck, Zhu Ze coughed for a while, and his face was flushed because it was not easy to use force while wearing the shackle.

Yan Yin felt guilty for a while, and wanted to say something comforting, but she didn't know what to say, she nodded unconsciously, and blurted out, "Okay, I promise you!"

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Zhu Ze kept thanking him while coughing.

In Yan Yin's heart, she didn't really want to, and she didn't dare to comment on the government affairs in front of Yan Qicheng. What she said just now was just comforting casually. Hearing Zhu Ze thank you like this, she couldn't help feeling guilty, and she blushed instantly.

The author has something to say: At that time, Zhu Jicong, the guard of the martial arts school, went to Bianxing, Zong Wei bestowed the plundered wife, Jiyang accepted it, and fled.Zong Wei was furious, chased and killed him. [Zhu Ji's affairs are not in his right year, according to the 13th year of Shaoxing, Zhu Bian's statement is attached. 】Song History Volume [-] Yan Jin Biography: "At the beginning of Jianyan, envoys were sent to inquire, and they went to follow... Zhu Ji, the lieutenant of the Jinwu School, also followed him, and was assigned to Nianhan. After seeing Nianhan for a few days, he hurriedly asked for a wife. Nianhan is happy to order the wife of the captives to choose, and the ugliest one will be chosen, and no one will tell him what he wants. He will die within half a month, and chase him back. Nianhan is furious and dies under the stile with a smile on his face. Gaiji who seeks a wife, So sticky and rare.” According to this, it is slightly different from the plot recorded in the Yaolu of the year. ——The source of this story, according to the records of Song Dynasty, Zhu Ji was executed by stick