The sunset is fading and the stars are beginning to rise in the night sky.

In the village, every house has begun to light up the dim candlelight, and the faint smell of fireworks fills the wind around it, rolling in the laughter of children, the shouting and scolding of adults, and the sound of roosters and dogs barking......

Shen Muzhi stood outside the village, smelling the aroma of vegetables wafting in the air, and couldn't help but gurgle in his stomach. Since last night, he has not eaten anything except a few sips of water, and his stomach has long been empty.

At this moment, if there is a bowl of Linglongxuan's beef noodles, it is the best.

Thinking about it, my thoughts couldn't help but drift a little away.

He turned his head to look to the east, and in the dark night, he could no longer see the outline of the Yuan army's camp.

Big brother, are you okay?

'Tsh-'

Qingguo probably saw that he was wandering, and let out a soft scream, pulling Shen Muzhi's thoughts back from a distance. He smiled at Qingguo, and then walked towards the village.

In the village, the previous noise has gradually calmed down at this moment.

In a family to the west, a husband and wife are sitting around a square table, eating and talking about the family's affairs. The child, who was about six or seven years old, I don't know if he had already eaten or not, sat on the ground next to the square table by himself, and was playing with a few clay dolls.

Under the eaves of the verandah outside the house, there were bunches of corn, dried vegetables, and a few pieces of bacon.

Between the two bamboo poles erected against the wall, a thicker bamboo pole was erected, on which a few pieces of clothes were dried, but they were not yet dry.

A dark shadow suddenly passed under the eaves of the porch, and then, like a wind, blew up the roof of the kitchen next to it, and with a soft click, jumped off the roof, and disappeared into the night.

In the room, the husband and wife sitting at the square table were still talking, not noticing the movement outside. The child, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly raised his head and looked out of the door with some confusion.

It's just that in the gradually thick darkness, except for the occasional passing wind, there is no abnormality for a long time.

Not far from the village, Shen Muzhi was sitting on a big rock, and he had already changed into a shirt. The original ragged clothes were torn into several pieces by him and set aside.

At this moment, he was holding a knife, dealing with a piece of bacon that had just come with his clothes.

The bacon is not big, only the size of a palm.

In these peasant households, meat is a rarity. Now that it is nearly a year old, the bacon hanging under the eaves of the corridor is only four or five pieces, all of which are about the same size.

After Shen Muzhi cut a few thin slices from above, he carefully wrapped the remaining bacon with the rags next to him, and then hung it on his waist.

Then, he took all the rags next to him and carefully wrapped the saber layer by layer.

In fact, when he came out of the forest before, he had considered whether to leave this knife in the forest and not bring it out.

Although he didn't know what the situation of Dayuan was, in the territory of the Jin Kingdom, ordinary people could not use swords. The short knives used by ordinary people are all from ordinary workshops, and there is a clear difference between them and the style of sabers.

This Yuan army's saber system is almost the same as that of the Jin army, but if Da Yuan's control of the saber is also like that of the Jin country, then it will be easier for him to cause some trouble with this sword.

But in the end, he still brought it out, mainly because the next blessing and misfortune were unpredictable, if he didn't have a weapon in his hand, he still had less confidence in his heart.

Therefore, he could only take this knife with him for the time being, wrap it in a cloth, and easily not use it. If you have another weapon in the future, change it.

After the saber was wrapped, Shen Muzhi tied it behind him, then picked up the few pieces of bacon on the stone and handed a piece of green fruit to his shoulder. Qingguo got closer, but dodged it again.

Shen Muzhi smiled, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly. It's a little greasy and a little fishy, but for Shen Muzhi, who hasn't eaten much in a few days, it's already delicious.

He closed his eyes, a little intoxicated.

On his shoulder, Qingguo tilted his head to look at the intoxicated expression on his side face, and suddenly snorted.

Shen Muzhi opened his eyes, turned his head and smiled at it.

Overhead, the starlight thinned, and thin clouds, permeating the stars, made everything hazy.

Some thin figures, silently walking through this vast plain, the future is unknown.

Just like this night sky, it seems to be starry, but the haze is always there, lingering.

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Strange Stone Valley, the camp of the Yuan army.

In the main account, He Yuan, who is in his thirties, is sitting behind a long case, frowning and pondering at a map, sometimes picking up a brush on the side and dropping a red dot at a certain location on the map.

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door: "General, the Yanshi has sent a letter." ”

"Come in. ”

The curtain was lifted, and a stout man, wrapped in a cold wind, walked into the tent. The map on the long case was blown up by the wind.

He Yuan raised his gaze from the map and looked at the letter that the man had already handed over.

He Yuan stretched out his hand to take it and asked, "How are you preparing for the recruitment?"

The man replied: "Li Shun and Zhang Ming, they have already set off." ”

He Yuan nodded, then opened the envelope in his hand, and after taking out the letter paper and looking at it, he immediately raised his head and instructed the man: "Go and arrange it, and send Shen Muping to the wind outlet early tomorrow morning!"

When the man heard this, he glanced at He Yuan with some consternation, and then he groaned a little and said, "General, if this Shen Muping is sent to the Fengkou and when we turn back to deal with Shen Wei, we will have one less card to use!"

"Shen Wei is leaving. He Yuan said as he rolled up the letter and approached the candle flame next to him. Watching the flames ignite on the edge of the letter and gradually devour it, he added: "Moreover, with Shen Wei's personality, if we make an article about his son, we will only anger him!"

"The subordinate understood. The subordinates will arrange people. After the man finished speaking, he went out.

The wind blew in again, and blew out the flames on the letter paper, which had already burned most of it. He Yuan casually threw it aside, and continued to look down at the map on the long case.

Not far from the main tent, inside a tent that was slightly smaller than the others. A man who was so thin that only skin and bones remained, tied to a wide chair, his clothes no longer visible in their original color, and his unkempt hair covered most of his face.

Nearby, a soldier sat on the ground next to him, holding a knife, and was munching on a cake.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and it sounded, as if it was coming towards here.

When the soldier heard this, he hurriedly stuffed the rest of the cake into his bosom, and while he was scrambling to wipe his mouth, he hurriedly got up from the ground, stood up straight, and stood aside.

Before the footsteps walked into the tent, he desperately swallowed the hard cake in his mouth, and a little pain flashed on his face.

"How is he?" the man walked in, and after sweeping his gaze over the soldier, he fell to the man in the chair.

The soldier secretly took a deep breath and replied pretending to be calm, "It's still the same." ”

The man stepped forward and reached out to hold up the face of the man in the chair. The unkempt hair fell to the sides, revealing a withered face.

His eyes were closed, and he had two scars on his left cheek, both of which had been scabbed, and a ball was stuffed in his mouth.

The man looked at him twice, pressed the side of his neck again, and after making sure that he would not die for the time being, he took out a small paper bag from his waist and handed it to the soldier on the side: "Tomorrow around five watches, give him the things in it to eat." ”

The soldier hastened to take it.

The man glanced at the man in the chair again, then turned and went out.

After the soldier heard the footsteps and walked away, he stood up straight and immediately relaxed. After glancing at the man next to him, he curiously opened the small paper bag in his hand, saw the white powder inside, dipped his finger a little more, and put it on the tip of his tongue to taste it.

"Menghan medicine ......" After the soldier muttered, he snorted twice, and after spitting out the little smell of medicine in his mouth, he quickly rewrapped the small paper bag and put it away.

The man in the chair next to him, his right hand, which was tied to the armrest, suddenly moved his fingers slightly.

On the other side of the Strange Stone Valley, in the camp of the Jin Army.

The decree to let him return to Beijing arrived this afternoon. He can stay here for three days at most, and after three days, he will have to leave.

Then, he was replaced by Wang Shi, who had been promoted with Shen Muping in recent years.

Although Wang Shi was promoted together with Shen Muping, his actual age was much older than Shen Muping. In the early years, he had always been a Rong Protector with no record and no background, but, a few years ago, he suddenly caught the line of General Chaozhong Zhenxi, and then soared all the way, and in just a few years, he had been promoted from the Liupin Rong Protector to the Sipin Zhonglang General. This time, he was sent here to replace him, and he was named General Fenwu.

If this Wang Shi had relied on his own military exploits, Shen Wei would not have been so entangled and complicated with this holy decree at the moment.

But this Wang Shi has been in the army for so many years, and there is really nothing to mention in terms of his achievements. In the past few years, although some achievements about him have been submitted from time to time, they all know in their hearts that it is just the credit that General Zhenxi gave him from others in order to promote him.

Such an empty name, come here, really have the ability to lead an army?

Mu Ping has been here for five years, and he and the Yuan army have always been in a state of parity, and even, occasionally, they have a slight advantage. As soon as this Wang Shi comes, this situation is probably going to be broken soon!

Thinking of this, he felt a lot of unwillingness in his heart.

But the holy decree has been issued, if he drags it out and refuses to go back, although His Majesty will not do anything to him in a short period of time when he thinks of Mu Ping and the relationship between the monarch and the minister in the past, but this matter is ugly after all. I can't say that there are still people who will participate in a book behind his back, saying that he is proud of his high merits and no longer takes His Majesty in his eyes!

Moreover, this time, because of Muping's matter, His Majesty and the three princes have contributed a lot, although they failed in the end, but he can't help but read this love!

Shen Wei thought of this, looked at the holy decree in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh.

My Ping'er......

In a low whisper, Shen Wei's eyes quietly turned red.

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