The era of the dissipation of civilization

Chongsi Qing's situation is not easy, in this environment of lack of medicine, his face has been white and scary, Xia Jingyu has been looking at him nervously: "What should I do?" It doesn't matter to you. ”

Chongsiqing has an understanding of his own situation, if his injury is delayed for another three or five days, I am afraid that it will not be cured, if it is delayed for six or seven days, he can directly consider digging a grave, choosing a coffin to buy a shroud and other things. Now the two of them are trapped in the valley, unless the stones are removed, maybe the exit is blocked by an accident, maybe it is a trap, if they choose to go out, what is in front of them is a two-way bet, maybe Zhang Zeyuan is preparing to rescue them with people, or maybe it is a Jin Ge Iron Horse, and it will never be recovered.

But if he stays in the valley, he will definitely die, and in any case, he will gamble.

"You don't need to use such rich and exaggerated expressions, I'm not dead yet." Chongsi Qing showed a miserable white smile, put his hand aside, and hooked his fingers, "As soon as your expression is rich, the dirt on your face is constantly falling fine dust. Girl, it's been a long time since I've seen you for who you really are. ”

He added calmly: "In case we go out, don't scare others with your appearance." She paused again, "It's still the girl so busy taking care of me that she can't even squeeze out time to wash her face." Ay...... If so, I'm really impressed~"

Xia Jingyu was stunned, silently bit the red root and many teeth, and barely squeezed out a smile: "Actually, the last time you saw my face, it was after the disguise, in fact, I look very ugly." ”

"It's okay." Chongsi Qing couldn't help but smile, with a stern expression, "As long as it's not an ugly face on my head, I can gladly accept it." ”

Xia Jingyu was almost choked by a mouthful of red roots and multiple teeth, she gritted her teeth, and was ruthless: "What if you find out that I am the person you hate the most?" ”

Chongsi Qing's expression changed instantly, revealing ruthlessness from his bones: "Of course, it is endless." ”

Xia Jingyu's heart froze, and he continued: "It's a pity that this is impossible, because ......" He paused very skillfully, "The person I hate the most, he and you are not the same gender." ”

Isn't that right...... Xia Jingyu tentatively touched his face, his thoughts fluttering.

Chongsi Qing changed from this topic: "What is the Buddhist family you just said?" ”

Xia Jingyu swallowed her saliva, saying too much and making a lot of mistakes, the ancients didn't deceive me, I didn't speak carelessly, how to get around now, she casually made up a sentence: "I look at it casually in the book, a tattered miscellaneous book, I look interesting, so I flipped through it casually, and I don't know what it is." "I'm surprised that you can read." Chongsi Qing's words changed, Xia Jingyu instantly felt that he couldn't keep up with his thinking speed, could he have said something wrong, the relationship between men and women in the Great Xia Dynasty was quite equal, I heard that in the imperial court, there are also women who are officials, since it is not a gender issue, then Chongsi Qing was surprised. Chongsi Qing's eyes drifted away, which was dyed with a bit of loneliness, he looked at Xia Jingyu with a faint expression, and slowly spoke:

"Since the Great Xia nation has laid down the country...... They abolished the imperial examinations. This is a country built with blood and violence, and it continues to rule with blood and violence, continuing the traditions of its predecessors. However, history is changing, times are changing, and what remains the same will one day be eliminated. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, even Chongsiqing didn't know what he wanted to say, he had a thousand thoughts in his heart that he wanted to confide, but he couldn't. Although Zhang Zeyuan is on the same front as him, the two are moving towards the same goal for different reasons. He is a person who only pays attention to the result and does not pay attention to the process, and he will not describe his thoughts in detail with Zhang Zeyuan. "You ......" Xia Jingyu was frightened by such a deep tone, she didn't know what kind of words and expressions to use to respond to the solemnity in front of her, and she didn't understand what was the use of telling her about such a politically sensitive topic. Chongsi Qing interrupted Xia Jingyu's words, all along, he has been running on this road alone for too long, he thinks he is good enough, he thinks he is cautious enough, and he has the chance to win, although it is a dangerous move to get Xia Jingyu to wake up the dead, but he has never doubted that he will not succeed, proud as he is, the word failure is not allowed in the dictionary of life. However, when he lay under the cave with nothing, eating weeds to satisfy his hunger with his life, which he had always regarded as precious, and his serious injuries could not be properly healed, he suddenly felt that he could not control the situation, or even his own life. The wound on his head can still be suppressed with internal force, but there is no medical treatment, and all he can do now is to alleviate the deterioration rate. At the moment, he just wants to vent the depression in his heart, no matter who the other party is, no matter whether the other party can understand it or not. Another story is slowly unfolding. Since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, it has followed the centralized system of the Han people, but it only follows the shell of centralized power, the power is concentrated in the hands of the emperor, and the officials in the court come from various tribes. After several turmoil, there are not many really powerful tribes, and the few tribes hold the position of officials in the country, and the quality of the officials is declining year by year. The Bactria Dynasty advocated force, and after abolishing the imperial examination, it vigorously suppressed the Han Confucian students, in addition to the Han people who were massacred during the war, they also burned books on a large scale in peacetime, and the whole family was enslaved if there were scholars. At this time in the Bactrian Dynasty, there were almost no books in circulation on the market, scholars no longer existed, officials in the palace, and even the distribution of silver for disaster relief had to be calculated for a long time before a vague number could be derived. Places of interest, poems and songs were destroyed, and even the calendar was banned, and people followed the ancient methods of the tribe to judge the beginning of spring and autumn. Civilization is constantly regressing, and the old methods of management are no longer suitable for the great dynasty, but the people in the dynasty never wake up. This is even worse than Qin Shi Huang! "Alas......" Xia Jingyu looked at Chongsiqing's side face, and couldn't see that he was still a good prince who was worried about the country and the people, he was full of righteous indignation, but Xia Jingyu didn't have a long time in this era, and he felt a little outsider in his heart, so he could only give an objective analysis from a historical point of view, "Although this is not good, it is no wonder that the people who originally implemented it." "What do you mean by that?" Chongsi Qing was puzzled, he could feel that Xia Jingyu revealed an understanding from the heart, not a false promise. Xia Jingyu more or less found that because of the destruction of ancient books, Chongsiqing did not understand the previous history and Confucian culture very well, so she casually pulled history, and it was not easy to have too many loopholes, so she cleared her throat and began to express her opinion: "I have seen such an example in the book There is an ethnic minority who has an invincible iron horse, they used this iron horse to conquer all the surrounding ethnic groups, they carried out a massacre of the city, and many years later, many famous ethnic groups have died out, and the Han people still exist." Speaking of which, she deliberately sold a pass, "Do you know why?" "Because... There are many Han people. Chong Siqing squinted his eyes, and deliberately gave an answer that made people laugh and cry. Because of the cultural beliefs of the Han people. It's an ever-growing thing, life is cut off and can't be resurrected, but culture can be passed down from generation to generation. In the past, there were many emperors who forbade others to talk about the government, just to control others ideologically, and the rulers liked the ignorant people, so that they would honestly follow the ruler's thinking and would not oppose them. "Really?" Chongsi Qing's voice murmured, he lived in the Taiping era, naturally he did not understand the large-scale uprisings and turmoil when the founding of the People's Republic of China was founded, he only thought of the current situation of cultural ruin, but forgot that the policies in different historical backgrounds have different era significance. "What you say makes sense, but you can't go too far." He twisted his brows in pain, on the one hand, the headache became more and more intense, and on the other hand, the question just now suddenly solved his heart for many years, "Do you know why there is no activity to guess lantern riddles during the Lantern Festival in Daxia?" Xia Jingyu shook her head, she is not an indigenous person, so she shouldn't know. Chongsi Qing's constricted brows loosened a little, as if he was making a decision: "Because, they are illiterate......"