At night, heavy rain falls from the window, washing away the annoying heat. The room was warmly lit, and Red was holding a needle and thread and sewing a piece of clothing. The clothes were supposed to be scholar's robes, but due to Ning Yi's insistence, they finally became the "handsome chivalrous uniforms" designed by Ning Yi himself, on the grounds that Hongti is a woman, and it is better to sew chivalrous uniforms when she is married.

As far as Hong Ti herself is concerned, she doesn't think there is any difference between a woman and an ordinary person, in her eyes, maybe Ning Yi is more like a scholar than a bloody man. The two were newly married, and moved out to live in a few other houses - this is what the old man Liang Bingfu insisted on, after getting married, there should be some space to get along, and some people living in the yard are too eye-catching after all. The old man's words were even eye-catching, and even sometimes when they went to accompany the old man to dinner, the old man would let them go back to eat. And Liang Bingfu thinks that she, as the owner of the village, should also have this privilege.

For this reason, the two moved to a relatively quiet old house on the side of a small platform on the mountainside, which overlooks the entire Aoki Village, but not many people can get a glimpse of their lives. Once the evening is over, this place becomes a little world for the two.

Half of the days they accompanied Liang Bingfu to come back after dinner, and half of the days they made a fire here to cook. Ning Yi is a character who never gets tired of eating, and the red grapes eat quite roughly, which is why Ning Yi often cooks at dinner time and stir-fries two side dishes by himself, while the red grapes are responsible for cooking, lighting the fire, washing dishes and other things. Although she took over most of the housework, Hongti still felt that it was incompetent for Ning Yi to cook, but she had spent so many years in the mountains. Even if she wanted to learn, she wouldn't be a chef.

It may be inappropriate to say that they respect each other like guests, because Ning Yi's behavior is often a little presumptuous and out of line, but in life, he raises his eyebrows and follows each other. The newlywed couple does feel satisfied and happy in such a life, compared to the Su family of the cloth family, the needlework of the red grape is not too good, but for their man to take a pair of soles and make a dress. It is also a source of satisfaction and happiness for women in the mountains.

After dinner, the two took a walk around the neighborhood. Or go down to the village and say hello to people you know. When the lights and candles are lit at night, Hongti is doing needlework under the lamp, occasionally looking at the man reading or writing next to him. Sometimes chatting. Let's talk about the wishes of the past and the whispers about the future. Sometimes. I will also do things that are out of line and only belong to husband and wife.

Ning Yi is essentially a man with an extremely wanton and wild personality, although he is hidden under a gentle and indifferent appearance-that's just because of another experience, many things are light-hearted—but for the people around him. But there is no need to face it like this, sometimes there will be some out-of-the-ordinary, even slightly perverted ideas put forward, Hong Ti's temperament is mild, and he will inevitably be bullied in silence and obedience.

In fact, in her heart, she couldn't talk about rejecting Ning Yi's excessive requirements for her, but she just felt shy, shy, and very shy in her heart. But there is no one around, and blushing in front of his own man may also be something that his wife will experience.

The lights are warm, and the whispering night sometimes even the heat will fade, and such things often happen every day or two, when she massages Ning Yi's push palace acupoints. At this time, the two are already husband and wife, in order to alleviate the damage to the body of Po Liudao, the massage is often not so simple, sometimes when Ning Yi has some reactions and desires, she can only bear the "bitter fruit" of being bullied with a hot face.

Or when it was late at night, Hongti filled the bathtub with water and asked Ning Yi to take a bath, Ning Yi often refused to let her go, and she had to untie her clothes in the room. Ning Yi untied the tether of her belly pocket, she would fold her clothes and belly pocket and dirty pants next to her, and then walked over under Ning Yi's gaze and entered the water.

After getting along for a long time, because Ning Yi often regarded her as a heroine, she would occasionally whisper: "You will bully the chivalrous ......" and then blushed slightly. However, this kind of blush is only when Ning Yi is looking at her, and when the two of them are close together and their skin is close to each other, she no longer feels shy, but only feels that it is the duty of husband and wife.

In the hot summer, when it rains and shines, the people living and living in the cottage quietly change the shape of the village, and the mountain road gradually becomes clear...... For the two of them, in fact, there is already a cognition in their hearts: Ning Yi will go back to Bianliang sooner or later, and Hongti still has to guard her village, and the future between the two will probably still be less and more separated. It is also for this reason that Hongti cherishes the clothes for him, takes care of the soles, and makes shoes. And there should be part of the reason why Hongti can accept Ning Yi's various requests with shyness but without resistance, and accept those who want to get along excessively and embarrassingly.

Sometimes when he dreams back at midnight, Ning Yi thinks about this, and he feels that he can't stand the red mention. If possible, he sometimes even wants to stay here permanently, in this war-torn cottage, with this woman who has gone through countless hardships but is still strong and docile. Looking back on the past, for everyone around him, he also has such an imagination, if there is no wife Su Tan'er, he may accompany Yunzhu to live elsewhere, if there is only Su Tan'er, he may accompany her to take care of the family with peace of mind, if he meets Liu Watermelon early, he may accompany her to take care of the Badao camp, or wander the world, happy and revenge. And if Hongti had taken him back to Aoki Village early in the morning, he might have taken root here by now. And among them, there are Chan'er and Jin'er...... And so on and so forth.

Of course, in such an expectation, he may also meet other women who make him tempted. If a man is in the future, he has to make a choice, and then feel the regret and happiness after the choice, of course, he may only enjoy the satisfaction of carnal desires and no longer be attached to feelings under the expansion of money and power. And in such an era, although he can get along with them justifiably, he can only feel the guilt after every debt.

As long as it's in the world. After all, there will be no such thing as absolute perfection. In such a situation, greed or spending, this is the only direction he can go at the moment. And during this period, the affairs of the Wu Dynasty, the affairs of the Jin Kingdom, and even the affairs of Genghis Khan in Mongolia, the affairs of the little Luliangshan, the affairs of the Xiangfu and the affairs of this half of the world have been mixed together, and what will happen in the future is that even he himself is a little unclear.

The end of June passed, and at the beginning of July, the leader of the remnants of the Liao State named Ma Jun, who realized the combat power of Aoki Village, sent an envoy to surrender to Aoki Village. The next step was the negotiation under Ning Yi's control. And the preparation for "beating the big rooster" is still becoming more adequate day by day with the increase of elm cannons, mines and other items. It will take some time, but the results will only become clearer.

Heavy rain fell on this night in early July. Hongti, who was hugged by Ning Yi in his arms and was wearing only a belly pocket, opened his eyes from his sleep. I heard the commotion coming from the yard in the distance. The two of them got dressed. flew out and came to Liang Bingfu's yard, the old man had already fallen into suspended animation. He seemed to want to get up and drink water in his sleep, but he was stuck in his throat by a mouthful of phlegm, and after coughing twice, he alarmed Xiao Hei, who was guarding outside.

The red grape massaged the old man's chest, and then took two shots, and the unconscious old man spat out the phlegm from his throat. In the past few days, this is not the first time that the old man has been so weak, and sometimes when he swallows porridge rice, he will choke on gruel. After this time, the old man's body was often only able to move for two hours a day, and sometimes he could walk with a cane, and sometimes he lay down on a chair and fell asleep. When I woke up, it might have been dusk the next day.

Regarding the idea of Hong Ti coming over to take care of him nearby, Liang Bingfu still sternly refused. When he was conscious, he was happy about everything, watching the development of the village, watching the children running, and sometimes giving some naughty little ideas to the children who chased and beat him. In his body, there is no longer the majesty and frame that he worked so hard to support at the beginning, nor does he have the huge weight of responsibility.

He again mentioned his desire to visit the old village.

Because of Hongti's statement, Ning Yi actually knew that Liang Bingfu had not been in the old village for a long time. One day when they were enjoying the shade under the eaves, Ning Yi took the opportunity to ask, "Is the old man very familiar with Sister Duanyun?" ”

The old man thought for a while, but he didn't know what he was thinking, and then shook his head and smiled: "I'm not very familiar." ”

After a few more days, with Hongti's consent, they finally got their best carriage and made their way to the old village. When he got up in the morning, the old man looked very energetic and put on a brand-new and neat scholar's robe, but he could only be energetic for a while, chatted with Ning Yi in the carriage for a while, and then fell asleep. Red Ti stood by the side, adjusting the operation of qi and blood for the old man. The old man occasionally slept and occasionally woke up from a jolt, and it was only in the afternoon that they returned to the old village where Aoki Village was found.

All the buildings here have begun to be renovated, some of the houses have been built, people have moved in, and fences and defenses have been erected. Fu Duanyun still lives here, although she can occasionally greet some people, but she is not well, her body is dirty, the house stinks, and the tone of voice when talking to people is extremely poignant.

As the carriage passed, they saw Fu Duanyun greeting his former neighbor and saying what seemed normal. The old man had already woken up, looked at the qiē indifferently, and then let the carriage drive over. At this time, Ning Yi knew that he was really unfamiliar with Fu Duanyun.

"I've been in Luliang Mountain for so many years, I haven't seen anything, Duanyun is really pitiful, but ...... Everyone's having a bad time......"

After so many years in Luliang Mountain, what moved Ning Yi was like a life or tragedy like Fu Duanyun, but the old man had already seen a lot, and it was difficult to be tempted anymore......

He only got out of the car next to the house where he once lived, the house had collapsed, and new construction had not yet begun, and it seemed that even if it was intact, it was only a simple two-room earthen house. He walked in with his crutches, waved away the support of the red ti, closed his eyes and took a breath, then tremblingly walked to a section of clay and sat down with his hands on crutches.

"Liheng, Hongti, you go out for a walk. The old man is going to sit here. The old man waved his hand and looked to the side, "Hongti, take Liheng to visit your home......"

Hongti and Ning Yi still went out, leaving Xiao Hei to guard by the side, but the two didn't go too far. They sat down not far away in a place where the old man could not see. As soon as he sat down, Hongti grabbed Ning Yi's clothes with both hands, leaned his head on his chest, and cried silently. Ning Yi stroked her hair.

"If I don't come...... He might have lasted a little longer......"

As the great masters of martial arts, whether it is Red Ti, Lin Xichan, or Zhou Tong, these people already know the human body well. The old man has worked hard for more than ten years, he is not a smart person, but he has carried the responsibility with his life all the way, and over the years, Hongti has been able to take care of his health. But it is impossible to estimate that a person's oil runs out after his life burns out.

He wasn't trapped in a physical accident. It's just the end of its life.

Of course, as Ning Yi said, if he hadn't arrived at this time, Liang Bingfu, who had survived in one breath, might be able to hold out for a few months. Even half a year or even a year. But after Ning Yi arrived here. Things in the old man's heart. Finally let it go. He has lived the most peaceful and fulfilling life, and will complete his full life.

The sunset gradually began to glow like a fiery color, and there was no warning sound from Xiao Hei's side. When Ning Yi and Hong Ti went back, the old man was lying on the chair, in the ruins, as if he had fallen asleep, and as if he was reminiscing about something. However, when he heard footsteps, he opened his eyes again and woke up. He smiled at the two of them, lay there, took their hands, and folded them.

He reminisced about the old days and said something about the past.

“…… Actually, I don't know your master well...... I'm just a scholar from outside, your master and she...... Respect me very much, but the two of us don't know each other very well, and now that I think about it, I don't say much except for official and private things......"

“…… But I think she trusts me a lot, and I think I should be right about that...... She sometimes comes over to care about my life, Hongti, do you know, although the people in the village are hungry, but when your master is here, I have never been hungry......"

“…… She didn't come too often, privately, officially...... I stayed in the room and the door was over there...... She came from the other side of the door, sometimes she would sit and take a sip of water, and sometimes she would leave again in a hurry. Me...... I'd like to say a few more words to her......"

“…… I'm very poorly aptitude...... Studying, taking the exam, wanting to be an official...... Nothing was done. Red grapes, your master...... Your master has given me such a heavy burden, she ...... Could she have believed the wrong person, she ...... She died in such a daze......"

“…… Yes...... You two have to be good, you have to be good...... Live well, see you together, I ...... I'm so happy......"

The old man spoke intermittently, sometimes with his eyes closed, as if he were about to fall into a deep sleep, and then opened his eyes again. At first, he looked at the sunset, but gradually, the gaze of his eyes was already dazed, and he didn't know where he was looking. After telling the two of them to live a good life, the old man was quiet for a long time in the confusion, and suddenly struggled, as if he wanted to sit up, and then lie down again.

"Ah, do you see......" he whispered, looking into the distance, just like that, as if going back to the end of memory and time, "that kind of heaven...... We, we've met horse bandits, and I'm going to die...... But she came out like that, with her sword, ahhhh......h She...... It's beautiful...... I...... I...... ...... all the time"

The old man's voice paused here, and the sunset was like a tide in the sky. Life was forever departed from him at this moment.

Hongti's cry came out.

In our lives, sometimes we meet a person, she appears like lightning, and just like that, it changes our lives.

Not far from this day, it was also a day in July, in the north, in the hall with lamps and candles, another old man was also talking to groups of people by the bedside.

Since he fell off his horse two months ago, this old man's body has also come to an end.

Before the Jin Dynasty, the Jurchen tribe was just a weak and loose tribe in the bitter cold land of the northeast, they struggled to survive among the white mountains and black waters, and lived like slaves under the oppression of the Liao people. In the second year of Tianqing of the Liao Kingdom, Emperor Tianzuo summoned the Jurchen chieftains to come to the court, and ordered the chieftains to dance for fun during the banquet, but only the Jurchen chieftain named Wanyan Aguta refused. In another two years, Wanyan Aguda started with 2,500 Jurchen soldiers, and after the first battle of Ningjiang Prefecture, it expanded to 3,700 people, and then won the battle of 100,000 Liao soldiers in Chuhedian, and then, began the true myth of the invincibility of the Jurchens, and also played the prelude to the destruction of the Liao State.

When a nation is weak and enslaved, it supports the prosperity of the entire nation and holds up the spine of prosperity with great will and strength. For the Jurchen nation, he is a well-deserved hero, and for the entire era, he is also the most dazzling star, a generation of heavenly pride!

His path came to an end here, and by his side were his proud sons and clansmen, Wanyan Zonggan, Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Zongbi, Wanyan Zongyao, and Wanyan Zongjun...... Wan Shi Sha Mu, Wan Yan Lou Room, Wan Yan Xi Yin, Wan Yan Hulu, Yinshu Ke, resignation, pull out the speed...... They are stored by the side of this hero, tested and inherited, and are the most brilliant generals and assistants who make up the Wanyan family in this era.

Kill them in the ice and snow, and the wolf king who dominates the world is about to sleep, but as long as these people are there, they are still the wolf smoke spirit that rushes to the sky, and the real qi swallows thousands of miles like a tiger!

In the solemn atmosphere of the whole hall, the old man on the bed said a lot to the people beside the bed, and even at such moments, his thoughts were still clear, only occasionally falling into silence and a brief slumber, and the night was so dark that people could hear the roar of the flames outside the hall. At a certain moment, the old man opened his eyes again, looked upward, and thought quietly, and in the terrible silence, his son and the ministers near the bed approached, and heard a low, weak, but simple voice.

“…… The war of Liao is over, and the military dynasty can be taken......"

In the darkness of the night, it was one of the simple things he had ever explained, and the man at the bedside nodded, and then listened to him say something else.

In the early morning of this day, Wanyan Aguta died, and then succeeded by Wanyan Wu Qimai, the fourth brother of Aguta, who became the second emperor of the Jin State and ruled the world.

The long wind blew through 10,000 miles.

Hearing the news that Yan Aguta finally died, the entire court of the Wu Dynasty celebrated in private, and an opponent they considered the most terrible finally left this world.

After two months, Lu Liang danced golden leaves in late autumn. Early in the morning, in that once old village, Fu Duanyun woke up from his sleep and looked at the house he was in.

She walked out of the room, as usual, walking up and down the newly built village, and was greeted by someone who greeted her as usual, and she smiled a little apprerpedly, and nodded her head in response.

She cleaned up her room, washed her clothes, and bathed herself. Over the years, in addition to the most tragic memories she experienced, she had become clean again. In the afternoon, seeing her and realizing that something seemed to be wrong, the villagers finally decided to ride a horse to Aoki Village to report to Hongti. That evening, before the red grapes arrived, the villagers saw her holding her knees, as in the past, sitting on the breakthrough at the entrance of the village, with her eyes wide open, watching the yellow leaves falling, watching the return of the distant mountains, and occasionally smiling on her face.

At a certain moment, as if she had seen something, an indescribable smile appeared on her face, she stood up, took two steps forward, and stretched out her hand in the direction of the yellow leaves falling.

She collapsed on the dirt slope and never opened her eyes again.

……

Youcheng, mother-in-law...... I am back......

……

The wind rolls the light of spring, the thunderstorm of summer, the yellow leaves of autumn, and the ice and snow of winter.

An old era is about to pass, and before the new era arrives, people will have to experience countless wars and conflicts, countless sorrows and desolations.

Just because heaven and earth are like furnaces.

And all things are copper. (To be continued......)

PS: It's nearly 6,000 words in this chapter again, asking for a monthly ticket.