Time is a strange thing, some people think it's fast, some people think it's slow, maybe it's a river, some people run in the river, some people walk in the river, and some people stop and turn into a reef so that everyone who passes through this place can sit down and rest.

Li Li didn't survive the second autumn after all, he just grabbed Li Muhong's hand tightly before he died, and kept chattering in his mouth.

"Give the people a peace."

These words swirled in Li Li's ears like a magic spell, and they were deeply rooted in his heart.

Li Li breathed a sigh of relief, and the entire courtyard was filled with crying, as if the air was filled with tears and sadness.

Li Muhong thought about this day more than once, thinking that he could hold back and not cry, but when this day really came, tears would still slide down his cheeks unconsciously.

Memories emerge one after another, there is a person who accompanies you through every day, you have long been accustomed to his presence, to his nagging, to the way he looks at you, to his smile.

But no one will accompany you through your life, when you know that he will never appear in your world again, the feeling of being deprived is like being held by fate, the pain is extreme, but there is no power to struggle.

At this time, four people walked in from outside the door, led by a middle-aged man, he was wearing a cyan robe, holding a paper fan in his hand, he was bookish, there was no expression on his face, he just looked at Li Li quietly, and then turned around, glanced back at Li Muhong before leaving, and said.

"It's okay."

Mr. Tsing Yi was followed by a woman in her thirties, who could be seen to be well maintained, and a tights fully reflected her plump figure.

Her eyes were already red and swollen, and she obviously cried a lot on the way here, and at this time, she knelt directly beside Li Li's bed and swallowed.

"Teacher!"

There was also a big man with bare arms, a body of tendon flesh as if it was about to burst out, bronzed skin, burly body, placed there as if it was a wall.

He stood far away at the door of the room, his fists clenched, the green tendons on his body burst out, and the anger seemed to be written on his face, without any hiding, and anyone who saw it would be terrified.

The big man wanted to say something, but looking at Li Li's closed eyes, he took back the words that came to his lips, turned his head to look at Li Muhong, and then frowned, and said.

"Like a girl, you can't help but be weak."

The bewitching woman who was still kneeling beside the bed was not happy when she heard this, and said.

"What? I think this kid is good, he has to look like you, a reckless man? Don't look at what you look like! Bear! ”

The corners of the big man's mouth twitched, and he just wanted to go back, but an old man who walked in at the end smiled.

"You two have been arguing for more than ten years, and you haven't quarreled enough."

Seeing that the old man spoke, both of them stopped letting go, and the big man snorted, turned around and walked out of the door.

This old man is dressed in linen, looks very ordinary, without any characteristics, just like an old man who often sits at the head of the village and chatters, without a sense of existence, he will be forgotten when he turns his head, only the kind smile on his face is always carried by him, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

The old man slowly walked to Li Li's bedside, sighed, and then turned his eyes away to look at Li Muhong, looked at it carefully, and said.

"I often hear your grandfather mention you, and when I see you today, it's really extraordinary, but it's still very immature and needs to be experienced."

Li Muhong has been observing these people, whether it is a big man, or Mr. Tsing Yi, or a bewitching woman, they all give him unparalleled pressure, but this old man seems to be one with heaven and earth, very natural, just looking at him, it will be very comfortable.

Li Muhong didn't know that this old man was a half-saint, who had been living in the school in Xiaoni Village to teach, and had never taken half a step, and was one of the two masters of the Han family, named Zhao Chuanxing.

As for the other three, it is the Jiuxuan of the Han family, but they are not there every year, under normal circumstances, only the enchanting woman and the big man of the biao shape occasionally come to the school to teach, and the other Jiuxuan rarely come, but Li Li knew that his time was short, so he summoned a few people a few months ago, and the main purpose of their coming was to protect the successful transfer of the seeds of the Han family.

Zhao Chuanxing called Li Muhong outside the courtyard, and as soon as he went out, the scene outside stopped him, where more than 300 Han students in cloth clothes knelt, the oldest was only eighteen years old, and the youngest was only seven years old.

Most of these orphans were picked up from all over the country, either abandoned by their parents or their families were ruined.

There are far more than 300 children adopted by the Han family, but those who can go to school in Xiaonicun School must be people with outstanding talents, and these are the future pillars of the Han family.

Other children who are not so talented will go to other schools, but the things they teach are naturally different.

Li Li is the person these children see every day, and the teacher they hate and respect the most, they have long regarded the school as their home, and Li Li is their common grandfather.

Like Li Muhong, their eyes were already red and swollen, and there were clearly visible tear stains on their faces, but even the female students forcibly suppressed their crying, for fear that the noise would make Li Li sleep peacefully.

Two of them were the worst, one of them clutched his heart with his right hand, and his nails tore through his clothes because he was so hard that he tore his clothes.

The other person was a girl, who had already leaned down and pressed her head to the ground, her hair scattered all over the ground, and her body couldn't help but tremble, and she was already choked.

Both of them were Li Li's favorite students, and although they were more strict with them, they also taught them more knowledge.

"These children are not only kneeling for Li Li, but also for hope."

Zhao Chuanxing's voice pulled the distracted Li Muhong back.

Li Muhong also slowly knelt on the ground, at this time he already understood that he was happy, Li Li was not only his grandson, and thousands of Han people in the whole world were his children, and these people were worthy of respect.

Li Li was actually very entangled before his death, he didn't want Li Muhong to know about the existence of the Han family, he just wanted him to live a happy and ordinary life, but he knew that this was wishful thinking.

The vast majority of people living in a beautiful era do not know how to cherish it, and they have forgotten that what is buried under this happy life is the countless dry bones and hopes of the predecessors.

Zhao Chuanxing didn't stop him, looking at Li Muhong's eyes more and more satisfied, and whispered to himself.

"It deserves to be your Li Li's grandson."

Soon after, Zhao Chuanxing asked all the students to get up and stand up, ready to leave Xiaoni Village, because Li Li was already dead, no one maintained the formation, and in a few days, this place would become a dead place.

There were also some villagers who left.

A month ago, Tian Guifang notified every family in the village, hoping that they would leave Xiaoni Village as soon as possible, but many people were actually reluctant to leave, and Tian Guifang tried as hard as possible to persuade them, so a third of them moved away one after another.

However, the villagers are not blind, even if they are strong, now they see that even the people in this mysterious school are leaving, and they will inevitably panic in their hearts.

Some of the more curious children in the team looked around, because as long as they entered the school, they were not allowed to come out again, for fear of revealing their location and attracting the encirclement and suppression of the imperial court.

At the back of the team, there was a one-eyed old woman, and it wasn't until the team left that Li Muhong discovered her existence.

In fact, this old woman has always stood aside, but she is more like a dead thing, so much so that Li Muhong subconsciously ignored her.

At the same time, in the Kundong Palace of the Imperial City, Li Yi and Ukjlar sat opposite each other.

"I have been very distressed these days, and now the remnants of this righteous party still cannot be eradicated, and the decree issued some time ago cannot be completely implemented, with little effect, do you have a clever plan?"

Ukgiral held his forehead in his hand, looking very haggard, he has been on the throne for nearly a year, but because of the long-standing shortcomings of the previous dynasty, the entire empire has long been terminally ill, even if he governs all day, it is difficult to improve the current situation, it can be said that he has more than enough heart but not enough strength.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the minister has already prepared countermeasures."

Li Yi got up, knelt down with a serious expression, and continued.

"The reason why Your Majesty is like this is that the root is from the Eighth Prince, and the words of the minister will be slightly harsh, and please atone for your sins."

Ukgilar hurriedly helped Li Yi up and said.

"It doesn't have to be like this, I can't tolerate people, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

Li Yi continued.

"Although Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, he does not deserve his name, the Eighth Prince now has a heavy army, so that the remnants still have illusions and belong to him, as the Eighth Prince's reputation in the army is getting higher and higher, now someone actually says ......"

Ukgilar's face darkened before he finally interrupted.

"I know that I am not deaf, they say, I and the Eighth King Brother share the world equally."

Ukgiral's hands were already white, showing his anger at this time.

Li Yi hurriedly picked up the teapot on the side, poured a cup of tea for Ukjilar, and said.

"Your Majesty is angry, please see the list that the minister has been preparing for a long time."

After Li Yi finished pouring the tea, he took out a folded piece of paper from the official uniform on his chest, spread it out, handed it to Ukjilar, and continued.

"These problems can't be solved overnight, now the front line is tight, and the eighth prince can't be moved, but Your Majesty can take advantage of this time to cultivate loyal pillars, this list is collected by the ministers over the years, they are all talented people, but they can be suppressed by the ministers, and it is difficult to get ahead."

Li Yi said this, paused, and then lowered his head, not daring to look into Ukgiral's eyes again.

"Most of them are Han Chinese, and the minister admits that he has selfish intentions, but the identity of the Han people is indeed cleaner."

Ukgilar picked up the list, and the names on it came into view one by one, among which Song Xiaofeng was impressively listed.

"It's okay, it's okay, the Han people have really had a hard time these years, it's the sin of the imperial court, since I have ascended to the throne, then I must make every one of my people comfortable."

After reading it roughly, Ukgilar folded the list and put it in his bosom as well, and continued.

"I don't know the people on this list, but just by looking at these different surnames, I know that these people are all from Tiannan and Haibei, and Xinzhou has not bothered about this matter, I can't leave you more and more."

After speaking, he burst out laughing, and his voice was unusually hearty, as if it had swept away the melancholy of more than ten years.

A day later, Li Li was hastily buried next to Li Da's tomb, except for a few old people in the village who were reluctant to leave, they were all taken away by the Han family, and Li Li's family was no exception.

Only Li Muhong was still kneeling alone in front of Li Li's grave, bowing his head, quietly waiting for the arrival of the two people.

Just as the sun was about to set, a white-haired old man and a sloppy boy with a buttoned nose ran out of breath not far from the grave.

After seeing Li Muhong, the old man pinched his fingers, then pointed at him and said.

"That's right, it's him!"

The sloppy boy also looked in the direction of the old man's finger, and after reading it, his eyes turned into two big lanterns, and he said in surprise.

"Holy, old man! Is this the daughter-in-law you found for me? Loved, loved! ”

When the old man heard this, his head was full of black lines.