walk to the water

Fu Ling walked out of the big tent. The night was windy and the moon was like frost. Eighteen horses stood with their heads held high under the night, quietly and silently.Pulling Mo Yun from side to side, Fu Ling pulled the reins and jumped onto the horse's back, his chest suddenly tightened, feeling unbearably bored, he had been running around all day long and stayed up all night, his internal injuries were just suppressed and not healed.Fu Ling took a deep breath, let out a whistle, and with a wave of the whip, Mo Yun rushed out like an arrow from the string!Eighteen riders also followed closely, and the group quickly disappeared into the vast night.

Chu Xiang was wearing heavy shackles and couldn't lie down, so he could only sit against the wall with his eyes half closed.It was about night, and a jailer brought in a tray with wine, vegetables, and a chicken leg. He placed it in front of Chu Xiang, and said to him, "I'll give you a full meal, and I'll be on my way tomorrow!"

Although Chu Xiang said that he had hardly eaten for many days, he had no appetite when he saw the food and drink, and his mouth was extremely thirsty. He struggled and said, "Water..." The jailer showed a bit of disgust, and took the broken bowl in the corner and filled it with water. A bowl of cold water was handed to him.Chu Xiang glanced at him gratefully, took a few sips of water and drank it.Suddenly, the jailer who delivered the food said to the guard in the cell: "Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The New Year is over, and brother still can't go home?"

The guard couldn't help sighing: "Oh! Isn't it? It's unlucky for us to meet this dead ghost, and the superiors are pressing hard, and we are also troubled. Fortunately, we will be able to deliver it to Caishikou tomorrow, and we will be fine..." He glanced at it Glancing at Chu Xiang, his eyes were like looking at a dead person.

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month?Chu Xiang was startled, today is the Lantern Festival?From being tried on New Year's Eve to being convicted during the Lantern Festival, in just fifteen days, everything has turned upside down.Sixteen K Literature Network Everything is wrong... His mother died, and even An Lan died, and all his persistence was in vain... Chu Xiang suddenly understood.Why have no officials come to interrogate me these two days?Suicide in fear of guilt?No need to think about it, he knew that An Lan's death must be a conspiracy arranged by Wang Yun, no matter whether he recruited or not.Wang Yun will do anything to put him to death.Thinking of An Lan, Chu Xiang felt cramps in his heart, but there was no tear left in his dry eyes... An Lan, a confidant of 20 years, a life-and-death friend.He had worked so hard to redeem himself from the state of Qin, and before reuniting after a long absence, he was imprisoned and died. In the final analysis, he still killed him and his mother... and Xiaoyu, where is she?What would happen if she heard the news of her elder brother's death?And Xiao Xu.Is he still alive?I have implicated so many dear relatives and friends by myself, the crime is serious, and I deserve to be cut into pieces.

Chu Xiang grinned.Like laughing and crying, the death penalty for tomorrow's death.But it was calm like never before.But there are still thousands of resentments and hatreds in my heart!I can't wait to show my talents to protect my country!I can't wait to destroy the traitors and use them as the guideline!I wish I could shed my blood to sacrifice my loyalty!I hate it the most.How many lives are there? If one dies, one dies, and the thousands of miles of beautiful rivers and mountains of the motherland will eventually be reduced to the Yi people... Fu Ling, Fu Ling!I met you, is it the greatest luck or the greatest misfortune in this life?Chu Xiang closed his eyes slightly, and sighed inaudibly. Fortunately, he no longer needed to find the answer to this question.Saying the name silently again, my heart trembled suddenly. It turned out that I didn't dare to think about it these days, but I never forgot it all the time.Are you afraid that if you continue to stay by his side, you will eventually fall into it involuntarily and cannot extricate yourself?But...if I can still make a wish before I die, I still wish him a peaceful life, but I can't see him again...

Chu Xiang bent down with great effort, picked up the jug with trembling hands, and took a few sips from the spout.The wine was already cold, as cold as ice, froze the heart, froze the soul... Chu Xiang shook his head, trying to get drunk was no longer possible.His eyes suddenly glanced at a crumpled paper ball under the wall on the right, stained with faint blood. Chu Xiang was startled, knowing that the paper ball must be his father’s suicide note. A big foot stepped on it, Chu Xiang raised his head, and with a "slap!", he was slapped hard on the cheek!The guard guard cursed viciously: "Damn! You bastard has tossed me for half a month, and I haven't slept well once during Chinese New Year. You still want to make trouble this last night. Do you want to fuck me?" live?"

Chu Xiang looked at the ball of paper, but it was out of reach.He didn't want to plead, and remained silent for a while, then the jailer raised his foot, kicked Chu Xiang heavily, and kicked Chu Xiang to a corner three feet away, Chu Xiang didn't even have the strength to roll over and moan. .The jailer was still worried, so he went to find a pair of heavy shackles for Chu Xiang to put on, but he couldn't turn his head now.

Chu Xiang endured the longest night of his life with his eyes open. Early the next morning, he heard a commotion. There is a death card in black and red on it, and it is ordered to be taken away.Chu Xiang's legs were seriously injured and he couldn't move an inch. Two people held him and dragged him out of the gate of the prison. The cage of the prison car was ready in the yard.Since Chu Xiang was imprisoned, he finally saw the sun, but he saw that the sky was gloomy, without a ray of dawn, dark and cloudy, as low as the sky was about to collapse. Look, there are extremely fine and fine snowflakes swirling in the air, falling gently... Chu Xiang's calm mood suddenly became a little sad, the sky has eyes, is this crying for his own fate?Or shed tears for Zhou's inevitable fall?As soon as Chu Xiang was dragged into the prison van, he heard the chaotic commotion outside the prison courtyard.It turns out that in the past few years, the people of the state of Zhou have suffered from the tyranny of the government, and the people have no means of living, but they were deceived by the court, thinking that the hardships and hardships were caused by the plunder of the state of Qin, and most of them hated the state of Qin. Rushing around to tell everyone, many people were waiting outside before dawn, waiting to vent their anger.

A group of soldiers raised their tokens to clear the way in front of the prison car, and the front and rear of the prison car were escorted by heavily armed soldiers. As soon as they left the yard, the prison car was surrounded by angry crowds, and people kept throwing objects at Chu Xiang and the prison car. . "Traitors!"Chu Xiang's face was pale, and the crowded crowd was like a raging tide, one wave after another, noisily rushing forward, men, women, old and young, with angry and distorted faces dangling in front of them...