When Cherikov opened his tent, the red sun rising in the east was a little dazzling.

The sun will rise as usual every day, no matter how much pain you endured yesterday. He thought so.

An early bee buzzed around him, habitually shaking its head to chase away the bee with its braids, but it lost the familiar, braid-shaking pleasure of the previous one.

Touching the bun on the top of his head, Cherikov reverently drew a cross in the direction of the rising sun.

Outside the camp, on the river, the expedition's boat had raised its sails, and several horses were roped, ready for another day's journey.

Liu Yu in the distance, as usual, brushed his teeth with willow branches. He only brushes his teeth and does not wash his face, because the oil on his face can protect his skin from the wind and sun to the point of chapping.

Lying on the water's edge and rinsing his mouth, he looked back and saw Cherikov alive. Liu Yu smiled at him, didn't say anything, and left on his own.

Jiao Lao Butu followed behind Liu Yu, thinking about what happened last night, frowned and said, "I thought this guy would definitely commit suicide." ”

"Damn, can you hope for something? I'm not trying to make you watch a heroic curtain call. People can't shoot their guns, and their braided necks hurt, can't they? Liu Yu was quite opposed to the arrogant Butu's voice.

"Aren't you afraid that he will surrender? At that time, Wushan Boma Shiyao also deceived Duoduo, if it wasn't for the letter being intercepted, Tongguan would ...... that day"

"Come on. The reason why heroes are praised is because there are few. How can there be so many unyielding people? In a moment, you go to his tent and see if all the wine has been drunk. If you drink them all, you really don't want to die. If you don't drink it, maybe it's a fake submission. ”

"Again, you don't understand the Rakshasas. Pretending to be obedient in the future is not their way of thinking. A true saint is a holy fool who dies on the way to the building of heaven on earth, even if his body is forgotten and eaten by wild beasts. This heavenly kingdom on earth can be a heavenly kingdom on earth, or it can be something inexplicable, such as the motherland? Like something else, any strange purpose. ”

"This Cherikov's first choice is to sacrifice his life to try to escape, preferably to be gnawed and dying by wild beasts on the way, causing people to cry and send the information back. The process is very important, the more dangerous and painful, the more refreshed the heart, and the spirit will enter heaven first, but if you pretend to be obedient and take the opportunity to escape, this feeling of coolness will disappear, and you will not consider it. The second option is suicide. He didn't choose either of these choices, that is, to live well. ”

Nodding his head inexplicably, he walked towards Cherikov's tent, and returned a moment later and said, "The wine is all drunk." ”

"That's it. I haven't died after drinking so much, and I won't die in the future. It's easy to think about suicide the first time, but it's much harder to kill yourself the second time. You can watch this man, I have a lot of use. As long as the rest are alive, he is dead in Rakshasa. The soul died, and he didn't commit suicide, he really didn't want to die. ”

"Your Excellency is trying to deceive the Rakshasa people's castle?"

"Hahahaha...... You mean you read too many books, right? How simple is that? You can't go wrong with a little preparation, though. It's not easy to get our credit. ”

As he spoke, a rider galloped by the river in the distance, who was the person Liu Yu had sent back before. The two men hurriedly greeted him.

Looking at the emperor's reply, Liu Yu frowned.

"Coming back so soon? Where is Your Majesty Luan now? He was still thinking about the general being outside the king's life, and it looked like the emperor was not in the capital?

Is this going to the front line for micro-exercises?

"Back to my lord, when I went, I was already in Jilin Shipyard."

"That's it?"

His Majesty didn't say anything more, but asked about Du Feng. He also sent a message to Du Duwei in Handoli. ”

"What are you talking about?"

"Since ancient times, punishment has not been followed by deeds. The border army patrols the border, is it guilty? ”

When Du Feng on the side heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, his face remained silent, thinking to himself, Lord Liu, you are so careful, but your Majesty has seen it through. Your Majesty has a lot of point. Since ancient times, the punishment of sins has been done without regard for deeds. In terms of deeds, I didn't rob it; In my heart, I also said that I was just patrolling the border, thinking that you were a smuggler.

But thinking about the "future" that Liu Yu said before, I hesitated again.

I was able to bet too little on my own before, and I was guilty of sin.

But now, His Majesty the Emperor seems to have pardoned his crimes, and Chrysostom Yuyan said that if he followed Liu Yu again, the stakes would be big.

Bet?

Or don't bet?

The arrogant Lao Butu next to him also pondered these two sentences, tasted them for a long time, and asked in a low voice, "What does Your Majesty mean?" ”

He felt a little lost in his heart.

Following Liu Yu all the way, it can be seen that Liu Yu knows the Rakshasa people very well, if he really has the heart to do a big job, maybe he can really do it.

If it does, it's a great achievement.

Now that His Majesty has replied with such a sentence, it really makes Jiao Lao Butu unpredictable, which means that it is not allowed?

There is more than enough behind him to withdraw his hand, and he stays until there is no way to turn back. Isn't it just to warn Lord Liu not to be too greedy, and to stop in moderation?

But this thing is like pushing pai gow with the brothers, what if the bet wins?

Liu Yu tilted his head to look at Du Feng, who was trying to keep his expression unchanged, and asked, "Are you happy?" It's okay, laugh. ”

Du Feng suddenly knelt on the ground, knocked his head three times towards the approximate position of the emperor in the southwest, and stood up for a long time.

"Your Majesty is tolerant and merciful. I'm going to ...... in the future."

Only halfway through the words of loyalty and ambition, Liu Yu waved his hand to stop him and said, "Yes, if you say it here, Your Majesty can't hear it." Serve the country with loyalty or something, see you in the matter. ”

"Now that Your Majesty has forgiven you from your sins, you are also liberated. But you can't call the shots when it comes to our big things. ”

"Lao Shu, you take someone to walk slowly behind. When you get to the confluence of the estuary, find a small lake, and take the ship well. Remember, not a single Rakshasa can escape. Xiao Du and I are going to the Acropolis of Handoli. You go back as soon as possible. ”

Jiao Lao Butu was overjoyed in his heart, and asked tentatively: "What do you mean, what do you mean, there is still a turning point in this matter?" ”

"If Your Majesty really doesn't let me do it, how dare do you think I am?"

Jiao Lao Butu pondered in his heart and smiled: "That's it." Okay, my lord, let's go. It's not too early, and the rainy season will come after a while. ”

Bidding farewell, Liu Yu and Du Feng picked a few horses that were still strong and had not been dragged down, took a dozen people, tied two birch bark boats to the horses, and galloped along the riverside towards Handoliwei.

The bumps on horseback are rhythmic and good for thinking.

Liu Yu pondered the emperor's words for a while, and felt that the emperor's intentions could not be more clear.

If he wins, the emperor has insight and trusts the front-line soldiers.

If he loses, that is, Liu Yu is greedy and reckless, and he should be punished for a big crime.

The ambiguity of what the emperor wrote was itself an attitude. If you really don't want Liu Yu to take risks, a clearly worded will is enough, and Liu Yu can only go back honestly.

At the moment, he can only give up his thoughts and win Du Feng's father to join the gamble.

…………

In the Acropolis of Handoli, steamed buns that have been eaten here for more than half a year are receiving daily routines.

"Hey, when is my brother coming back?"

Du Ling asked fiercely, the same attitude as yesterday, and the apricot-like eyes were as full of dissatisfaction as every day.

"When my son-in-law comes back, your brother will come back."

In the Duke's Mansion in the capital, none of the maids in contact with Du Ling have such a fierce momentum, and there are not too many men and women here.

The taste of the little girl is really fresh.

The maids in the mansion are like flowers planted in the garden, and this girl is like wild chrysanthemums growing wantonly in the fields, and there is a strong smell of wild wheat after being sunburned.

Mantou actually enjoys this kind of fierce questioning every day, even if the questions and answers are exactly the same every day.

"As I said, I'm a hostage. I'm here, are you still afraid that your brother won't come back? ”

"......Shh What kind of hostage are you? ”

blurted out a sentence, the steamed bun didn't have time to be dissatisfied, and Du Ling was a little unhappy in his heart. This is a bit hurtful, but it is like saying that Mantou is a slave, how can he be qualified to be a hostage?

Quietly raised her eyes and looked at the steamed bun, and found that the steamed bun didn't care about the truth, but looked at her with a smile. For a moment, Du Ling hurriedly looked away, and said, "I didn't mean that." ”

Mantou grinned and said, "Tell me the truth." What's there? My son-in-law said it, and he had to find the right person in his heart. Is it anger with the one who tells the truth? Or get angry with the person who caused the reality, I can still tell the difference. ”

"We slaves, worship the king of the level. When Taizu invaded Beijing, people like us in Jiangnan said: The world is thin, the noble and the lowly are overturned, why should my generation grow up to be a slave? Now that there is no slave, I will follow my son to be a good man in the future. ”

"My son-in-law often said that there were untouchable slaves in the Ming Dynasty, and now the untouchable slaves banned by the new dynasty are not allowed to raise slaves, who should I thank for this? What we should be grateful for is the blood of thousands of Jiangnan slaves who did not want to be slaves back then, and the slut uprising of the previous servants, not the words of benevolence and righteousness, let alone ...... Uh, anyway...... Once you understand who you want to be grateful to, you naturally understand who to hate. You're just telling the truth, and you weren't the one who caused me to be sold as a child. ”

has been following Liu Yu for a long time, and the idea of steamed buns is also very different from before.

The rebellion of the king was defeated, and this "obscenity", a symbol of the spirit of rebellion, was pushed down the river to allow those who had escaped from slavery to worship.

stripped the spirit of the core, leaving only an empty shell, which became an idol that did not hinder feudal rule, and placed there.

But after all, the blood of the Jiangnan slave miners at the end of the Ming Dynasty was not shed in vain, even if the king of razing from the Hongwu year to the end of the Ming Dynasty was "harmless" into an empty shell, and the spirit of rebellion against reason, equality for all, and no nobility and cheapness was still retained after all.

Steamed bun's words actually just wanted to tell Du Ling that he was not a slave and that he had a chance to become a normal person. And his son-in-law is good to himself, maybe he will carry himself.

Like every real male, the steamed bun is just like a peacock showing off its tail feathers and an elk shaking its forked horns.

And at this time, he just wanted to tell Du Ling in a roundabout way that he was actually the same kind and not a lowly outlier.

In a sense, there is reproductive isolation between male servants and female people.

"This girl is very good, different from the girl in the house. I really want to marry her. ”

Mantou has long had such an idea in his heart, which is not abrupt or accidental, but now it seems a little out of reach, and the difference in identity is a bit big after all.

He is a servant, no matter how wild he is, no matter how there is no docile female virtue on the other side, he is also the daughter of a five-grade military attaché.

Whether it will be successful or not, another matter. No matter how thin the buck is, no matter how small the antlers are, they will try to turn around in front of the buck when the spring is erect. If you don't even have the guts, then you are really completely emasculated from the heart.

Mantou knows that he is not a deer now, just a millet seed, or even a weaker roe deer, maybe he will have a chance to become a deer in the future.

Do you want to take this opportunity to talk to your son and ask him to give me a boost and earn a career in the army?

Big deal, gamble with your life!

Just as he was about to flirt with Du Ling a few more words, there was a dog barking outside, and two people could be faintly heard talking.

"This is your home? It's okay. ”

"Yes, my lord, this is the Humble House. My father should not be at home, but he will be back soon. News in the village is always fast. ”