Liaodong is still turbulent, and the Tianfu defense line is much calmer, at least on the surface.

On the road from Linshui to Fushun, a team of thousands of mighty men and horses is moving quickly towards Fushun.

On the flag, the phoenix flying dragon dances an 'eagle'.

In one of the carriages, pulled by two rows of four horses, in addition to Ying Zuodong and Lu Caiwen, there were two shadows.

One is naturally Ying Xuemei, and the other is her personal maid, named Xiao Lu.

Midori's father was the commander of Eagle Zuodong's personal bodyguard, and he was tragically killed in battle ten years ago.

After Ying Zuodong returned to the capital, he took Xiao Lu, who lived alone, to his side, and she has since become Ying Xuemei's maid and close friend.

Ying Xuemei looked at the rapidly disappearing scenery outside the window, but what flashed in her eyes was different.

Ying Zuodong saw everything in his eyes, and his heart was like a knife.

He vividly remembers that when his daughter was a child, they often had such trips.

And every time, since the departure of the daughter, she has been looking out the window and constantly asking questions.

"Have you arrived? Why haven't you arrived?"

"How long will it take to get to Brother Fengqing's house?"

"Hmm, father, why hasn't it arrived yet!"

But since the disappearance of the Yang family, the daughter has not been so lively, and she has not even left the house again.

Ying Zuodong naturally knew why, and now he wanted to force her to be with Lu Caiwen, and he was even more ashamed in his heart.

"Xuemei, why did you suddenly come up with it this time?"

His daughter hadn't been out of the house for five or six years, and he suddenly wanted to go far away, and he was really puzzled.

Ying Xuemei glanced back at her father and Lu Caiwen, her voice cold.

"Because I feel like I should come, and if I don't, I'll regret it for the rest of my life. ”

Lu Caiwen shook the feather fan and smiled softly.

"Sister Xuemei is always so sentimental, which makes my brother very sorry. When you arrive in Fushun, let me take you to have a good time and relax. ”

Ying Zuodong looked at Ying Xuemei, Ying Xuemei's eyes flashed with disappointment, and she nodded seemingly nothing.

Midori saw everything in her eyes, her eyes full of worry.

She naturally understands Ying Zuodong's arrangement.

She was really scared, they suddenly confirmed the marriage of Ying Xuemei and Lu Caiwen.

Because although Ying Xuemei has not resisted until now, she is sure. The day the marriage was confirmed, it was the end of Ying Xuemei's life.

......

After three hours, the road became more and more densely populated.

Finally, a majestic city emerged in the midst of a rolling mountain.

Ying Zuodong stood on the carriage and looked at the ingenious Fushun City from afar.

A magnificent momentum surged out of my heart.

"Do you know how long Fushun City has existed?"

Lu Caiwen and Ying Xuemei both shook their heads.

Fushun City said that the terrain was dangerous, and if it was not good, it was called that birds did not. Although both of them are new generation nobles in Beijing, they have not known each other well before.

"Twenty-five years. ”

"It's only twenty-five years?!"

Ying Xuemei seemed to have thought of something, and her snowy eyes were shining all the way.

"That's also the time when Guangwu and Cangfeng are at odds with each other, right?"

"Well, twenty-five years ago, after repelling the Cangfeng Bandits, we returned to Beijing from the Liaodong Defense Line. ”

The voice of the eagle is much farther.

Seeing that the terrain here is dangerous, the general said that a city should be built here, echoing with the Tianyou City fifty miles to the north, and then casting a line of defense. If the Liaodong defense line is unfortunately broken, Guangwu can rely on this place to block the Cangfeng Iron Cavalry again. ”

Ying Xuemei's eyes became brighter and brighter, and Lu Caiwen didn't think of anything until this time.

"The general my father said, but Yang Zhengyuan, the general of Huwei?"

Hearing Lu Caiwen's address to his father, Ying Xuemei's willow eyebrows furrowed together, and her eyes were full of determination.

Xiao Lu's brows furrowed, and finally he could only sigh deeply.

"That's right, alas—general—"

The speed of the carriage dropped suddenly, and Eagle Zuodong was about to ask, when a general rushed from the front.

"My lord, the front is beginning to enter the gathering place of the displaced people in Liaodong. ”

"Hmm. ”

Ying Xuemei got up and looked ahead, and among the trees that had been peeled and plucked, there were homeless people in unclothed clothes.

Some of them were unable to rest against the trunk, some clung to the trunk and nibbled on it, and many knelt beside a corpse and wept.

Some of these displaced people saw the convoy and rushed to it. An extremely unpleasant smell wafted into the carriage from them, and Lu Caiwen's brows immediately furrowed.

"Speed up and rush over, whoever dares to block the way, kill directly!"

The general ignored him, but looked at Taka Zuodong.

The homeless people put their hands together and kept waving at them, making people feel depressed and pleading one after another.

"My lord, I haven't eaten for three days, give me something to eat. ”

"My son is only four years old, please help him. ”

"Give us something to eat, we won't be able to live without anything to eat." ”

No one in the group cried, because they knew that crying would also be a waste of their own energy.

Ying Xuemei, who had never seen such a tragic scene, had a sour nose.

"Father, what's going on? Why don't you give them food?"

"They are all refugees from Liaodong, Fushun is only a small city of 100,000 people in ordinary years, and they can only be self-sufficient in food, how can there be extra food to be distributed to them. ”

"But on the way, I saw a lot of convoys carrying grain here. ”

"That's all military rations. ”

"But ......"

"There is nothing to say, war is cruel. And this is not a battlefield yet, and when you get to the battlefield, you will find that the scene there is ten thousand times more cruel than here!"

"There are also places that we can't see, countless people in Liaodong have died on the way here for various reasons. These people who can reach the defense line are actually very lucky. ”

"Send our remaining food down, but if anyone blocks the way, kill them directly!"

"Yes!"

......

As we get closer to Fushun, the number of displaced people increases. Although the number of displaced people has surged, the order has also improved.

At first, Ying Xuemei was still a little puzzled, but it wasn't until she saw the endless tents on both sides of the city gate that she understood what was going on.

At the gate of the city, thousands of old and sick people lay on the ground, looking as if they were constantly shouting something. But their voices blend into the noise around them, and they don't really sound like they're listening.

"Father, what are those outcasts doing?"

"They probably want to enter the city, but Fushun City can't even fully accommodate the army gathered here, let alone them. ”

Lu Caiwen's face was mocking, and his voice was also very cold.

"If even the Buddha can't save the people who can't save themselves, let alone us ordinary people? If they use the strength to escape to defend against the wind and thieves, how can they end up so miserable?"

Ying Xuemei was annoyed, and her pink neck turned red.

"Isn't it true that those who serve in the army are just to ensure the stability of the society and the people to live and work in peace and contentment at the dawn of the world? If it is still necessary for the people to abandon their farm tools and go into battle to kill the enemy in wartime, then why should the people pay money and grain every year in ordinary times?"

Lu Caiwen couldn't think of a casual sentence that caused such a big reaction from his sweetheart, and he was a little at a loss for a while.

But no matter what, he can't let his image collapse, so he defended himself.

"Because the world is holy, they live here, and it is their duty to pay money and food!"

Ying Xuemei shook her head in disappointment, turned her head and said no more. Although she had something to refute, she didn't want to and couldn't refute it, because it was a big rebellion, so she could only murmur in her heart.

"Do you know that Brother Fengqing realized at the age of thirteen that water can carry a boat and also capsize a boat. Alas—my brother Fengqing, where have you been, and why haven't you come to me until now?"

Lu Caiwen saw that his sweetheart showed such a look, his self-esteem was greatly hit, and he was no longer polite when he was angry.

"If you think that what I have said is wrong, speak against me and leave me speechless. I, Lu Caiwen, am not narrow-minded, and I won't hold a grudge against you just because you made me lose face, not to mention that there are no outsiders here. ”

Ying Xuemei ignored it, still looking at the city gate.

Lu Caiwen's face was visibly black because of anger. Seeing this, Ying Zuodong had no choice but to reconcile.

"It's all my own family, so I don't want to be angry. ”

Lu Caiwen shook his hand fiercely and turned around and entered the carriage.

Ying Zuodong glanced at Ying Xuemei, shook his head and sighed, and stood beside her.

Although she didn't speak, everything spread in the air, and Ying Xuemei's face looked much better.

Approaching the city gates, I finally heard what the homeless people were shouting.

They didn't ask to enter the city, but to ask for help for others.

"There are still Guangwu soldiers in Liaodong, please send troops to rescue them!"

"The general led two thousand warriors to the wind, and if there was no one to save the general, the general would not be able to come back. Woo-"

"Please, go and save the general, the general is a good man. ”