The rain drips down from the eaves. The beauty of this bead curtain is more perfect than any handmade bead curtain. The house is a little old, so the once bright red tiles look gray and black. From the architectural point of view, the owner of the house should be a small rich family, but certainly not an official.
When the water drops became a line, it was completely dark.
Under the eaves and on both sides of the steps, there are small shallow puddles on the bluestone slab. It can be seen that the house has been built for some years.
From the open window, there are bursts of white smoke coming out. Under the weak light of the house on a rainy night, the white smoke is particularly thick.
Yang Shun, who felt more and more old, would sit on the earth Kang in the room, puffing his pipe one by one. Then he deliberately raised his head and ejected the smoke out of the window.
This is a dilapidated village. The devil knows where the people in the village are now. Foreigners crossing the border are more cruel than locusts sweeping the fields. Those foreigners who regard the Han people as a low nation will not spare their lives. In their eyes, there is no difference between Han people and cattle, sheep and pigs.
No, the difference is that foreign soldiers will not rape a pig, but they will never let a beautiful girl go.
Yang Shunhui stretched his waist and arms, but found that his spine was not straight anyway. He attributed this to the ruthlessness of the years and did not think elsewhere. The rain outside the window has lasted for a day and stopped the army's journey. It's not something to be chagrined about for him. On the contrary, he's a little relaxed.
Foreigners forced him to send troops. For him, whether he sent troops or not, he had to bear the curse. Even if he took a bath with boiling water and scalded a layer of skin, he couldn't go away.
As he smoked, his thoughts were as misty as the smoke.
In order to avoid Yang Jian, he fled to Dongjiang. Mu Guangling, who had a close relationship with him, gave him Mouping city. It doesn't matter whether it was out of kindness or malice, because it was when he arrived at Mouping city that Yang Shunhui became a traitor of the Han people who had scolded the ancestors of the eighth generation.
So Yang Shun will even hate Mu Guangling.
If Mu Guangling refused to take him in, where should he be?
He doesn't know, but what he knows is that he won't be used as a knife by foreigners. In fact, Yang Shun will know that he will become like this one day. But sometimes he will be confused. Why do he want so many gold and silver treasures?
He stretched his head out from the earth Kang and looked at his son sleeping on the long table in the outside room.
Finally, there are some reasons for peace of mind.
He never allowed his son to contact what he did. In the past, when he fought for the Sui Dynasty, he didn't want his son to wear a knife and armor, because he had only one son. He didn't need anything to honor his family and honor his ancestors, and he just needed his son to live well.
He didn't allow his son to participate in the deal with foreigners. He didn't even tell his son how much he received.
But this time, he must take his son on the expedition.
He didn't dare to leave his son in Muping City, even if he left 10000 elite soldiers for his son. No... he didn't dare to leave half of his men and horses for his son. As long as he leaves, there will be a fire in that place, a fire of anger and hatred. The people of Mouping City, who had been bullied by foreigners, did not dare to do anything to him, but after he led the troops to leave, no one could guarantee what kind of wild animals those people would become.
His guess was right. After he left, the big house he lived in had been burned down.
His son Yang Caiping slept deeply. Because he had not experienced the pain of marching, he was very tired. Soon after lying down, he heard snoring. For Yang Caiping, Yang Shunhui has spoiled him to the point where he can't be further spoiled. He felt that the most correct thing he had done in his life was to escape Chang'an.
Because he heard that people with Yang's blood are basically dead.
Although the relationship between him and the royal family has been very weak.
"Father, why don't you sleep?"
In a trance, Yang Shunhui didn't notice that his son had got up, went into the inner room with an oil lamp, and then sat down on the edge of the Kang: "it's late at night. Do you have to hurry tomorrow morning?"
"Don't hurry."
Yang Shunhui smiled at his son Wen Shan: "even if the rain stops in the latter half of the night, you can't get on the road tomorrow. The road is muddy and it's still difficult for people to walk, not to mention the carts of the baggage camp. If they get stuck in the mud, it's hard to push them out. It's hard for you to go on an expedition with your father. You rarely suffer like this, except this is the last time you left Chang'an city."
"Father, why do you pack all the things in the house? We won't Muping?"
Although he was nearly thirty years old, Yang Caiping was so spoiled that he still looked at the problem simply. He didn't know and didn't think that Mouping city had become a thing of the past for their father and son.
"Not necessarily, but I shouldn't go back for a long time."
"Oh... Father, who are we going to fight this time? Foreigners?"
"No one will fight this time. It's just a routine change of defense. Have you forgotten that we haven't moved for several years from Chang'an city to Muping city. We're here to guard the border. Naturally, we can't always stay in one place. According to the practice of the Sui Dynasty, the border troops change defense every few years."
He lied, and he knew his son wouldn't doubt himself.
"I thought I was beating foreigners."
Yang Caiping yawned: "when I went out to play in Mouping City, the people didn't seem to like foreigners and me. Wherever I went, the people scattered there. I asked he Kui. He Kui said that the people were afraid of me. I didn't like that the people were afraid of me, and I wasn't a beast."
"Go to bed."
Yang Shunhui rubbed his son's forehead: "if the rain doesn't stop tomorrow, we'll have a barbecue in this room."
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He Kui gently closed the door of the inner room for fear of waking up Yang Caiping who fell asleep again. As one of Yang Shunhui's confidants, he knows very well where Yang Shunhui's inverse scale is.
"General, what can I do for you?"
He came over and stood close to the edge of the Kang, respectfully.
"I'm going to give you a task, which is more important than anything... He Kui, have you been with me for many years? I asked you to lead Beizi camp before, and later transferred you back to be the other general of the private camp. Later, I asked you to protect Huiji. Let's calculate that it has been at least more than ten years?"
"Twenty years."
He Kui respectfully replied, "it has been seventeen years since I was a junior to the young master. If you count the previous twenty years, it will be a little more."
"Huiji and you are the best."
Yang Shun said in a low voice.
Huiji is the word of Yang Caiping.
"That's because the young master thinks highly of the humble position and is willing to make friends with the humble position. Speaking of it, the humble position has learned a lot with the young master over the years."
"Lie"
Yang Shun would shake his head: "Huiji is simple and even silly. What can he teach you? But I have seen and kept in mind your care for him over the years. It is precisely because you are distracted and Huiji trusts you that I will find you tonight."
He was a little silent for a while, and then said, "tomorrow morning, you will take people to the baggage camp. There are ten carriages I specially asked people to distinguish, which are loaded with more than half of my savings over the years. I will allocate a thousand people from the personal battalion to you. Tomorrow night, you will protect Huiji and the ten carriages, leave the brigade and wait for me in Gaoning."
"Gao Ning?"
He Kui was stunned and subconsciously looked at the map on the earth Kang. The lights are dim, but the red dot marked on the map is particularly eye-catching.
"Well, Gao Ning."
Yang Shunhui pointed to the red dot: "I can't leave the team, the eyes of foreigners are everywhere. If I walk with you, I'm afraid that they will be known to foreigners immediately. So I will continue to take the team to Phoenix Palace. After that, I will find the opportunity to leave. You go directly to Gao Ning, and go straight to the sea after Gao Ning. There is a small island named real mountain, which is waiting for me about four hundred miles away from Gao Ning."
"General!"
He Kui's face turned a little white: "are you abandoning the team?"
"Abandoned!"
Yang Shun nodded heavily: "I can't fight this battle. Even if the soldiers haven't turned against me yet, when they arrive at Fenghuang platform, I'm sure few people will take up weapons to attack the black flag army in Fenghuang platform. If I fight this battle, I'm a sinner. If I don't fight this battle, I'm still a sinner. But if I don't fight, at least I can live in a good heart. Wait for me when you arrive at Zhenshan Island, and then we'll go directly to Bohai country 。”
He pointed to a place on the map.
"The Bohai kingdom was once a subsidiary of the great Sui Dynasty, but it broke off contact after the chaos of the great Sui Dynasty. The Bohai kingdom once had an army stationed by the great Sui Dynasty. The leader was Gao mengxiang. At the beginning, I was kind to him and promoted him. Although the Bohai Kingdom was bitter and cold, it was peaceful there. I had no intention to fight in the world, let alone think about the respect of the ninth five year plan. I just wanted to give Hui It's a good day. I can't let the Yang family break up. "
"Good!"
He Kui bit his lips: "no matter how you decide, you will follow him to the death."
"Yes!"
Yang Shun nodded: "I can still trust you. Now that this battle has come, it is no longer necessary for us to participate in it. I have taken the benefits of foreigners, and the Han people can't tolerate me. I don't use the Han people's army, and the foreigners can't tolerate me. After we have a good life in the Bohai country, we don't lack wealth and comfort."
"The general is far sighted."
He Kui glanced outside: "but how can I explain to the young master?"
"I was ordered by the imperial court and transferred to the Bohai State. He is simple and will not doubt it."
"Well"
He Kui sighed, "the general has worked hard for the young master."
"But... Once foreigners doubt, will they pursue and kill?"
He Kui suddenly asked, "once we have no team, will Jianghu guests chase us?"
Yang Shunhui's eyes changed. When he looked at he Kui, he didn't find the complex meaning in the eyes of the old subordinate. He was worried, afraid and confused. There was something else, but he Kui carefully hid it. Maybe everyone has something on his mind. These things can't be taken out in the sun.
What's more, it's raining hard today.