It's icy and snowy, and the new year is coming.

The old people still clearly remember that in the heyday of the Han Dynasty in previous years, at the beginning of each new year, His Majesty the Emperor would pray to the heavens and sacrifice to the temple, give wine and food to the elderly in the prefectures and counties, show the Han Dynasty the tradition of ruling the world with filial piety, and persuade the people of the Han Dynasty to respect the old and be kind.

Now, I heard that His Majesty the Emperor went to Chang'an......

On the avenue in the east of Hongnong City, more than a dozen Liangzhou soldiers held bright and dazzling weapons, driving more than 100 men, women, old and young people to crowd in the middle of the avenue, which was just one of the countless incidents that happened every day in the Han Empire.

The ragged refugees' eyes opened in horror, shivering in the wind and snow, men and women huddled tightly together, using each other's bodies to keep a breath of warmth to prevent themselves from falling in the wind and snow. A baby who was still breastfeeding was huddled in its mother's arms, and the intermittent wails were heart-wrenching and even more creepy, but the Liangzhou soldiers in the laughter did not have the slightest mercy.

In the distance, a long-robed scribe with two long entourages and a servant boy, the hat on his head was already covered with snow, and the horse tamer who sat down snorted uneasily, and the sword hanging from his waist shook slightly, quietly watching the scene here.

Perhaps, this is a scene that he will never forget in his life.

On that side, the presumptuous Liangzhou soldiers just glanced at this side indifferently, and they didn't care at all, waving the knives and sticks in their hands, and said a Liangzhou dialect that was difficult for the refugees to understand, and there were a few words of Liangzhou soldiers' unique Qiang Hu dialect. A big, impatient man simply walked over and slapped one of the men in front of him hard in the face.

The man stumbled and fell to the ground, his head buzzing, looking at the bearded man in horror, and cowering and retreating into the crowd. The big man chased after him and kicked him away, his mouth was grunting, and he pointed to the side of the avenue, and the man understood now, and got up in fright, ran to the side of the avenue, clasped his hands on his shoulders, and shrunk into a ball.

The big man of Qianghu made a satisfied hum-huh twice, approached the refugees again, stretched out his hand and pinched the face of a young woman, smiled lewdly, and dragged the weeping woman over, and behind him, burst into laughter, and a lot of applause. The refugees behind cowered and squeezed back, and the women quickly lowered their heads and cried a few times. Behind them, a few Liangzhou soldiers scolded recklessly, and they retreated too far.

The man who was driven away before seemed to be a family with this woman, and when he saw this, he shuddered, hesitated, and fell crisply in front of the big Qianghu man, knocked a few times hard, and pleaded bitterly with a trembling voice. The big man laughed, and tore the young woman's clothes to shreds in the snowstorm. The woman wailed, her hands tightly guarding the remaining clothes and hiding back, but the big man grabbed her hair and let her struggle, and the other big rough hand kneaded the woman's chest hard, but the woman's humiliating screams made him even more excited, and his mouth screamed strangely, and he didn't look at the snotty man lying on the ground.

The scribe in the long shirt was pale, and he didn't know if it was because of the wind and snow in the sky, but the two elders were nervously guarding him, pursing their lips and not making a sound.

Suddenly, the man who was lying on the ground roared fiercely, jumped up, and was about to pounce on the big Qianghu man, "poof", a long feather arrow was nailed back to the ground again, and the blood flowed out, the man struggled, but only let the bright red blood bloom faster, and all the strength quickly disappeared.

The big Qianghu man, laughing insolently, dragged the screaming woman violently, opened his mouth full of yellow teeth, and bit down her neck, the woman struggled desperately, patted the head of the big Qianghu with both hands, but couldn't move him away at all, and finally, slowly lowered his hands, leaving only a pair of big eyes, forever open.

The scribe in the long shirt had been watching quietly, watching the Liangzhou soldiers divide the more than 100 refugees into three groups, the strong men were driven to the left, the young women were driven to the right, and the old men and children were left in the middle, and then the men pulled a rope and tied it into a string, and led them away, but the women did not need to be tied, and a whip passed and led them all into the city.

Finally, a young mother struggled to run back, screaming loudly, and her child was left behind. It's just that before she could run a few steps, a silver light cut her neck, and her long hair flew high with a pool of blue blood, and fell into the middle of this group of old people and children......

The scribe in the caftan slowly closed his eyes.

"Master!" A long entourage crouched in front of the robed scribe, one hand clutching the hilt of the sword trembling, and his face was full of supplication with unspeakable anger.

The long-robed scribe shook his head resolutely: "This matter is not up to you and me!" On the other side, the butcher's knife was waved, and the old man and the child, screaming, fell one by one in a pool of blood, and there was no more sound.

Heaven and earth, as if at this moment, were all frozen, and the miserable wind and snow were still floating down, little by little, piece by piece, covering the red blood.

Next year, it's fertile land again, right?

Thousands of years of conquest, the blood of countless soldiers, the blood of the old and weak, women and children, watered this fertile Central Plains.

"Sir from the South? When you know, life in troubled times is as cheap as grass, and Liangzhou soldiers have always been like this. Suddenly, a faint voice sounded behind everyone.

The scribe in the long shirt was slightly stunned, and when he turned around, his two long-term retinues and scholars had already nervously held the hilt of the sword, only to see a slightly chubby middle-aged Confucian man leading an old horse slowly towards his side, his eyes were lifelike, and he calmly looked at the bloody scene under Hongnong City, and there was no joy and no worries on his simple face, no anger or resentment, as if, this was just an ordinary scene, and it was not worth his extra attention at all.

The scribe in the long shirt slowly dismounted, took off the hat and handed it to the scholar, walked over and saluted the middle-aged Confucian scholar, bowed slightly to the two elders, and said humbly: "Student Taiyuan Liu Yuan Gongda, I have seen this gentleman!" ”

The imprints on this middle-aged Confucian mount are from Liangzhou.

Although, he was just alone.

The middle-aged Confucian smiled slightly, his fine eyes seemed to see through everything, and he slowly bowed to Liu Yuanshen, smiled lightly, and said: "Mr. Gongda is polite, in Xia Jia Xu Wenhe, a person who is contemptible in Liangzhou, he does not dare to be so respectful as Mr. Gongda!" ”

As soon as he heard that this person was indeed from Liangzhou, the two elders of the long-robed scribe frowned and helped the hilt of the sword, their eyes showed a look of vigilance, and they looked at Jia Xu coldly. Liu Yuan groaned slightly, but seeing that this person's eyes were shining, his appearance was not bad, and he was indeed very human. Just thought about it carefully, but he didn't remember that there was a person named Jia Xu in the world, but he didn't dare to slack off, he was secretly vigilant in his heart, his face was heavy, he pointed to the direction of Hongnong City Gate, and said hesitantly: "Mr. Jia is from Liangzhou, do you know who gave such an order?" Speaking of the latter sentence, Liu Yuan's face trembled slightly, and he was already furious.

The pieces of flying snow instantly stained Jia Xu's long beard white, Jia Xu shook it away lightly, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "The Liangzhou soldiers have always been like this, and no one needs to give this order." ”

After a pause, he said: "In just a few years, the princes of the world will probably be like this." ”

Liu Yuan's face darkened when he heard this, but he didn't refute it. He has always been full of wealth, so he naturally understands the truth of the soldiers and bandits in the troubled times, and in the past few years, he has traveled north and south, and what he has seen and heard is also like this.

Looking up, under Hongnong City, the flying snow has covered the bloody ground, and after the criminal massacre, there is no trace left!

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs!"

"In troubled times, people's lives are as cheap as grass, Mr. Gongda has been a prince for many years, and he also learned from the young man to hide his face and cry?" Seeing Liu Yuan so gloomy, Jia Xu didn't have as much emotion as him, he was comfortable with a few mouthfuls of hot air in his hands, and stomped lightly under his feet, the snow was cold, although he had a lot of clothes, but most of them were coarse cloth and old linen, which was far from enough to keep out the cold.

Liu Yuan's eyes were certain, and he said coldly: "Hurting people and harming things is a jackal, and everyone will be punished!" ”

With that, he beckoned the two entourage, and turned to get on his horse, and no longer talked to him.

Jia Xu smiled indifferently: "Mr. Gongda, but you are going to Bingzhou?" ”

Liu Yuan was stunned, stopped suddenly, turned around, and said: "Liu has been studying abroad for many years, and he is homesick and is about to go back." ”

"Huh." Seeing Liu Yuan's servants and slaves looking at him vigilantly, Jia Xu smiled indifferently and said, "If you want to go back to Taiyuan, you can borrow Luoyang, Luoyang has Liu Bingzhou in charge, which is the safest." If Mr. Gongda does not dislike it, he can go with Jia Xu, who is from Liangzhou, and he can save Mr. Gongda a lot of trouble along the way. ”

"I don't know why Mr. wants to go to Luoyang, Mr. is alone, and he is from Liangzhou......"

"I heard that Corporal Liu and Zhou Lixian, although a certain person on the border of Liangzhou, is unwilling to sink into his subordinates, and is about to go to Luoyang to see the world." Jia Xu stroked his beard lightly, smiled slightly, and did not shy away from it at all.

"Oh?" Liu Yuan became very interested in him, put down the reins in his hand, and said with a slight surprise: "I heard that Dong Gong of Chang'an is the most important from Liangzhou, but why did Mr. Jia give up his distance and seek far?" ”

"Mr. Gongda's family has been a prince for generations, a big family with a crown, and the talents in the family are scattered all over the place, which is the reason." Jia Xu smiled indifferently.

Liu Yuan's face stiffened slightly, listening to Jia Xu's words, but there seemed to be some inexplicable sarcasm, frowning slightly, indifferently bowing to Jia Xu, and said: "I didn't expect that Gong was an old man, please forgive me for being clumsy!" ”

"I heard that Liu Bingzhou once ordered, but those who harm the people will never be forgiven!" Jia Xu avoided answering, smiled slightly, and turned over on the horse with the strength of his hands.