Chapter 675 Title Card 2

When Xu Dexun heard this, he recalled the whole peace talks again. He realized that from the beginning to the end, he was under the control of his opponent, but he was at a loss. He thought that Lu Fang had no sincerity in the peace talks, but he just wanted to take the opportunity to insult him, but instead ruined the peace talks. He couldn't help but regret: "So, a certain family shouldn't have left like this today, but instead ruined the peace talks? I don't know how Lu Fang's heart was born, it seemed as if he had seven or eight holes in nature, which was really hard to guess."

"Who survived in the troubled times is easy to meet!" Ma Yin smiled bitterly: "Now he is smooth sailing, so he should not fight with him. We can only follow him and survive this time, and he will not be able to have a smooth sailing life."

Xu Dexun was shocked when he heard this: "King, are you really going to Jianye? This is not done-"

"What's wrong? Anyway, my old bones have not been long. Can I live a hundred years without going to Jianye? We couldn't beat Yang Xingmi back then, and we came to Hunan to be today. Why can't I go to Jianye to avoid disaster for future generations today? Anyway, this foundation will be for my children and grandchildren sooner or later. But Xisheng, the incompetent boy, will drag Mr. Xu!" Speaking of this, Ma Yin struggled to sit up and salute Xu Dexun.

Xu Dexun hurriedly supported Ma Yin and said anxiously: "I will be assisting the yamen, and I will do my best to die!"

"I'm tying Mr. Xu!" Ma Yin lay back on the couch and whispered: "Let's call me a cry!"

Ma Xisheng was waiting in the next room, and soon walked over. As soon as he came in, he felt the serious atmosphere in the room and bowed: "Aye, I wonder what instructions do you have?"

"Mr. Xu, sit down!" Ma Yin pointed to the brocade mat beside him and said in a deep voice. Although Xu Dexun didn't know why Ma Yin was like this, he still sat down. Ma Yin put his right hand on Xu Dexun's thigh and suddenly shouted to Ma Xisheng with a stern voice: "Kneel down!"

Ma Xisheng knelt down in a conditioned manner. Xu Dexun then realized that he was about to get up and get out of the way, but Ma Yin pulled him away. It was strange that Ma Yin, who was already dying, had an astonishing strength in his hands at this time. Xu Dexun could not break free for a moment and said anxiously: "Batu, what are you doing!"

Ma Yin just ignored it, just grabbed Xu Dexun and sternly said to Ma Xi: "Hurry up, kowtow!"

Ma Xisheng had guessed a few points now, and hurriedly kowtowed to Xu Dexun. He kowtowed six or seven times before he heard Ma Yin say in a deep voice: "Forget it, get up!" and then got up. He stood beside him and waited for instructions.

Ma Yin said in a deep voice: "I will pass it to you, but in the troubled times, you cannot be the king of the country. The king of the king can only be with brothers, and you cannot pass it to your descendants. Do you understand?"

"Son of my son!" Ma Xisheng suppressed the surprise in his heart and responded in a deep voice. Although Ma Yin was seriously ill, he was still a distance from the deadline, not to mention that the army of Wu outside Tanzhou City now seemed to be beautiful at this time, the throne that looked beautiful on weekdays was full of thorns, but it might not be a good place. As for brothers to get along with him, he had not noticed it for a while.

Ma Yin looked at Ma Xisheng who was puzzled, sighed, and was about to discuss with Lu Fang. The other party proposed to move to Jianye and explained everything he had to do. After saying that, he stopped Ma Xisheng and refuted, and said in a deep voice: "I have realized that as long as the national affairs are not hindered, Lu Fang may not be careless to me. After you succeed to the throne, you can do something important after consulting Mr. Xu. Do not act recklessly and ruin state affairs!"

"Here!" Ma Xisheng suppressed his questions and bowed to accept the order.

"I'm stupid. After I left, I'll just work for Mr. Xu!" Ma Yin pointed to Ma Xisheng and smiled at Xu Dexun and said, "If you can assist, you can assist him. If you can't assist him, you can replace him."

When Xu Dexun heard this, he couldn't help but feel his heart and courage broke. He quickly rolled down and bowed: "I dare not do my best to do my best, and I will die!"

Shang Jinzhong looked at the sky in the west. One third of the sunset had sunk below the horizon. A group of returning birds were flying across the ridge in the distance. But when he looked up, there was no smoke in the cooking fire. A trace of self-deprecating smile was slid across his mouth: He was not as good as this lonely bird in the forest. At least he had a nest as a place to sit, and could snuggle up to each other through this lonely cold night. It was not like he had since escaped from the Chu army, and had nowhere to flee, because he had no place to flee, so he had to wander all the way to a place where people were rarely visited. He felt that although the world was big, he had no place to sit alone.

Shang Jinzhong sighed for a while, and a mountain wind blew, and his body suddenly became cold. He knew that the temperature difference between day and night in the mountain was extremely large, and the temperature of the mountain would drop sharply as soon as the sun came to a mountain. If he didn't quickly find a mountain nest to catch a fire, even if he was strong, he would probably get infected with the wind and cold. In this place where people were rarely visited, there was only one death. Thinking of this, Shang Jinzhong quickly accelerated his pace and walked down the mountain road, but his eyes were scanning both sides of the mountain road, looking for a suitable place for him to camp at night.

Shang Jinzhong walked a hundred steps and suddenly exclaimed in surprise. He walked towards the grass beside the mountain road. His hands separated the grass. With the dim sunset light, he could see clearly that there was a wild valley in front of him. There was a collapsed shack not far away. Shang Jinzhong looked up and looked around, but there was no trace of people. It seemed that this was a mountain field that had been abandoned. The missing grain at that time grew again and became like this. Shang Jinzhong walked around the fields and found that not only the wooden frames of the shack had not yet decayed,

He could use it as long as he had a layer of hay. There was a mountain spring next to the shack, and he couldn't help but be surprised and happy. He quickly cleaned the spring, cleaned up an open space next to the shack, lit a fire, picked some wild grains, grind the shell with two stone slabs, poured them into the pot she carried with him, and threw some acorns and nuts picked up on the road, and cooked porridge. After half a cup of tea, a porridge fragrance came out of the pot. Shang Jinzhong leaned against the bonfire, smelling the porridge fragrance, and his heart gradually calmed down.

Just now, a sound came from the grass beside him. Shang Jinzhong jumped up and shouted loudly: "Who is it!"

Shang Jinzhong's shouting was not responded to, and the swing in the grass became even more intense. Shang Jinzhong could even hear the rapid breathing and footsteps. It was obvious that the snoop in the grass was quickly fleeing. Shang Jinzhong, who was already a frightened bird, pulled out his waist knife and chased him quickly. Soon he saw the escapee's back. He jumped suddenly, threw the other party to the ground, pressed his waist knife on his throat with his backhand.

"Don't kill me!" With a panic shout, Shang Jinzhong's expression stiffened. He was pressed under him. The child was looking at him in panic at this time, which made Shang Jinzhong feel a little embarrassed.

"I won't kill you, get up!" Shang Jinzhong got up, put his knife into the sheath, and began to look at the prisoner in front of him: his obviously incompatible clothes, slender limbs, a pretty face, and especially his eyes, were already very big, and at this time it looked bigger and bigger than his thin cheeks.

"Who are you? Why are you peeking at me in the grass just now?" Shang Jinzhong was sure that the child in front of him was not able to hurt him, but it was very strange that such a child who had not yet grown up suddenly appeared in such a wild field. For the sake of his own safety, the details must be clear.

"The land belongs to my family. I'm hungry, come and get some food!" The child was still in shock. The cold and hunger made his stutter even worse. Shang Jinzhong took him back to the campfire when he saw this. At this time, the porridge was almost cooked. He added some salt and put some of the child in his bowl. He ate some of the hot porridge directly in the pot. After a few bites of hot porridge, he became quick-talking. It turned out that the child was a native of the country. This Yamada belonged to his family, but later his father was conscripted to be a civil servant. The family lacked labor, so he had to abandon the Yamada. Later, the father never came back. The mother pulled the two brothers and lived a very difficult life. Even this salt had not been eaten for a long time. Seeing that there was no food at home, he remembered this Yamada and came here to make some wild valleys to fill his hunger.

When Shang Jinzhong heard this, he was shocked and happy. Although there were shacks here, the cold air was heavy in the mountains at night, so he could not resist it. If the child said that there were families nearby, even if it was a firewood cowshed, it would be far better than here after staying in the night. Thinking of this, when Shang Jinzhong finished eating the porridge, he cut some wild valleys with the child, carried them on his shoulders, and walked towards the village together.

At this time, the sun had completely set and the mountains were pitch black. The child was walking like daytime. Even a strong man like Shang Jinzhong could not drive him up. He almost fell into the ditch on the side of the road several times. He was obviously very familiar. After turning a few turns, a small valley appeared in front of Shang Jinzhong. He saw with satisfaction that there were only three or four families in the small village. The child had already run over like flying. He shouted far away: "Mother, Mother, I'm back with food!"

Shang Jinzhong was not in a hurry at this time. He wrapped his sword and horn bow in his clothes, tied it with a few straw ropes, carried it on his shoulders, and leaned on a wooden stick in his hand. He followed the child like an ordinary mountain man, sang a fat promise to the woman who was obviously the mother of the child, and smiled and said, "This lady is lost and has no place to live. Fortunately, she met this guy, can she stay overnight with her face?"

The woman pulled the child behind her, glanced at Shang Jinzhong with a vigilant look for a while, and then said coldly: "I am a woman and I am a woman. It is quite inconvenient to stay in single male guests. If you don't dislike it, you can settle in the woodshed in the east for a night!"
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