Pei Gai, the word is about, is the second son of the late Julu County Duke, the famous minister Pei Yi who is nicknamed "Cheng", purely relying on his father's shadow to get the official worship and scatter the cavalry, and the marquis of Nanchang, belongs to the small role that does not turn over the old papers, and can hardly find the name......

There is no courage, there is no courage, there is no appeal, and even now the memory is confused, and even the head is not clear...... In just a few hours, the sky will be brightened, and Hu Qi will definitely launch a final offensive, and he will be like a small splash in the long river of history, flashing and disappearing...... No, not even a flash, and it could have died a miserable death. Pei Gai did not have the dignified demeanor of the celebrities of this era at all, although compared to Wang Yan, who was crying and his eyes were swollen, the two young officials in front of him who couldn't remember their names were quite bold, daring to face death, and still in the mood to make a farewell poem with here...... But what do you hear them say? "It's hard to excuse the blame" and "Death of the country sees my chastity", as if they are all martyrs who fought for the country until their tragic sacrifice!

Although I can't remember their names, it is estimated that they are the same as the frightened Pei Gai in this life, just a few corpse vegetarian meals, and they know the children of the family who are in the wind and the moon all day long. Pei Cai, who was sitting in the city in the dark with dark eyes, heard those, how could he not sneer almost in despair?

So he scolded: "What is the difference between your generation and Wang Yifu? When you are alive, it is not beneficial to the country, and even if you die, it is not harmless to Hu Lu at all - what is the so-called martyrdom?! After all, he retains some physical memories in bits and pieces, and he is still basically familiar with the pronunciation and grammar of these years.

Two young officials were scolded by him, one of them was speechless, but the other stared at him and retorted: "Don't we want to save the country?" However, if you are not in your position, you can't seek your own politics - when you are dying, you can still chant poetry calmly, I don't know how many times stronger than Qing! If Qing Ruo can also write poems, he lives up to the name of his past literature, only to see that he is not afraid of Hulu, not afraid of death, and is not scared to the point of madness! ”

Pei Gai shrugged his nose coldly: "What's so difficult about making poetry!" "What's the biggest advantage of being a traverser? How many time-traveling novels are clearly written, it must be plagiarism, plagiarizing the articles and poems of later generations, pretending to be talented - I am a scholar of literature, and I can't make guns and cannons, if I can't even plagiarize, isn't that laughing off the big teeth of my predecessors?

It's just that which one should I copy?

Fortunately, in the previous life, he was not a master in literature and history, and he had some skills, Pei Caicai thought about it for only a few seconds, then raised his hands high, and said in a long voice: "The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring and grass." When I felt the tears, I hated the birds, and I was shocked...... "Well, it's okay with these four sentences, you can't copy it any further, otherwise it will definitely be exposed."

The following should have been: "The beacon fire has been in the rain for three months, and the family letter is worth 10,000 dollars." The whitehead scratching is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming. "It's purely the tone of middle-aged and elderly people, and Pei should still be young, not to mention children, even his wife hasn't begged yet, if he sings these four sentences, the ghost will believe that it is his own original!

When the two young officials heard this poem, they were all shocked, then glanced at each other, turned their faces back together, and bowed deeply at Pei Gai, and then turned around and ran away-this poem is indeed better than his own, ten thousand times better, so what else can he say? Hurry up and get out of the way.

Although the times are separated by hundreds of years, the style of poetry and grammar are not the same, but the "poet saint" is the "poet saint" after all, and the famous article is always a famous article.

They fled, but Pei Gai suddenly raised his right hand and gave himself a crisp big mouth - when is this, do you still have the heart to quarrel with others? Still have the heart to copy Du Fu's "Spring Hope"? It's better to think about it quickly, in addition to committing to Hu, what is the glimmer of life...... Committing to Hu is really not what I want! Besides, it's not that if you say surrender, the other party will definitely spare you......

It's like talking about Wang Yan, not to mention how disgusting his traitorous face was after being captured, but Shi Le finally poisoned him.

What should I do? The soldiers of the Jin army, most of whom were fools in the countryside, did not know what they should do without the constraints of the generals, and could only passively wait for death to come; And those ministers and officials may still be fantasizing that once they are captured, even if they are driven into slavery, they still have a chance to survive...... Only Pei knew exactly what would happen when the light of day dawned!

The soldiers "no one was spared", and Wang Yan and others were "killed by Shi Le......

Left and right is a death, just go out and fight it, even if you hope in God and cling to fate, it is better than completely surrendering to death!

So after hesitating for a long time, he finally took action, relying on this body that had always been well nourished, and could barely see even at night, trying his best to keep his footsteps down, and at the same time running towards the south gate with all his might. Out of the south gate, as long as you can mix in the pile of corpses and pass through the patrol passage of Hu Qi, you will soon arrive at the shore of the sand and water, although I don't know the situation of Pei Gai in this life, but I learned to swim before I crossed, and I escaped in the water, maybe I can steal the remnants of my life.

Even if you hand over your fate to God, there is always a glimmer of life, even if you are slaughtered by Hu Qi on the road, at least you will end up happy...... After all, it's late at night, and I don't dare to escape during the day, and at this moment, while the stars and moon are gone, I should always try to escape. Under special circumstances, running away is also a kind of struggle against fate!

My heart is turning, my steps are getting faster and faster, and I am getting closer and closer to the south gate. Suddenly, a heavy bloody breath came to his face, and Pei Gai felt a spasm in his stomach, and he almost didn't vomit it directly. His footsteps staggered because of this, and he was forced to reach out to the shadow on the side to support him - the tentacles were weak, and he didn't know whether it was a living person or a corpse, so he shuddered and hurriedly withdrew his hand, only to lose his footing and fall in the opposite direction.

Seeing that the south gate was in front of him, although he got up, he didn't dare to straighten his body anymore, and was forced to bend his waist, try to lower his center of gravity, and slowly advance towards the front half-moving and half-rubbing. The body was damp and sticky, the fishy stench went straight into the viscera, and the smoke almost made people faint, Pei Gai tried to keep his mind clear, and struggled forward in the middle of the blood puddle and the corpse pile.

Not far away, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard, and when I looked up, several torches flickered and approached. He was about to lower his body even more, stop his movements of his hands and feet, and wait for the huddlers to pass, but suddenly, a hand reached out from the pile of corpses and grabbed his ankle. Pei should be unexpected, leaned forward, and slapped his face directly to the ground. It stands to reason that his body is very low, even if his head is not far from the ground, but coincidentally, his forehead just hit some hard object—I don't know if it was a broken shield or a broken hood—and I only felt a "buzz" in his head, and time stopped......

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When he finally came to his senses, Pei Gai first felt pain in all his limbs, and tried to open his eyelids, but under the bright skylight, he saw a familiar face—it was a young official he had seen on the eve of trying to escape from Ningping City, and he had also chanted a death poem in front of him. However, when he woke up, there was no relief in the other party's eyes, but they were full of dazed and helplessness, and pouted slightly: "Now that death is a blessing, why should Qing recover?" ”

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled Pei Gai. Pei Gai struggled to push him away, and asked, "What time is it?" The official smiled bitterly and said, "Wen Yue, Qing has been asleep for half a day. When the genius was released, Hu Qi immediately entered the city, the princes and others were all tied, and the army was wiped out in an instant—now we have all become Hu Lu's prisoners! ”

Pei Cai let out a long breath and closed his eyes again - it turned out that he was completely finished, he couldn't escape, and finally became a prisoner of the Hu people...... But how did I get back? Just let me lie down in the pile of corpses, who has so much to do? Alas, none of this matters, what matters is that as the other person says, why should I wake up? It's better to die just like that......

However, the official continued to pull him: "Hu Shuai has an order, all the captured princes and princes and hundreds of officials of the court must go to meet him." Will Wenyue still be able to walk? ”

When Pei Gai got up crookedly under the hard pull of this unknown acquaintance, under the cruel ridicule of the surrounding Hu Qi, and then staggered to the front of the enemy general's tent, he saw that the front row of the tent was almost full of Jin Dynasty officials wearing a virtuous crown or a cage crown, wearing court clothes or hakama, and wearing ribbons and seals. However, the vast majority of the officials were covered with dust, the crown on their heads was crooked, their robes were full of tears, and they sat on the ground one by one, and some of them even fell directly to the ground, and they were still shaking.

The official dragged Pei Gai to sit at the back of the crowd. Pei Cai couldn't help but look down at his body, his front placket was full of congealed blood, and he could barely see the primary color, and then touched his face, it seemed to be equally dirty, and his forehead was swollen with a big bag, and the pain in his heart was piercing. But at this moment, knowing that he was going to die, he calmed down - he should have died in the previous life, and he could have crossed, perhaps God let him experience the horror and misery that was unimaginable in the era of peace before he died, and picked up a piece of historical dust so that he could inhabit this last moment......

He lived for almost thirty years, never had any serious illnesses, never suffered any major difficulties, studied step by step, graduated, and employed, and had no desire to start a family for the time being, and his salary could fully guarantee a well-off life for individuals...... But inexplicably, he was hit head-on by an eight-wheeled truck that should not have entered the city during the day on the zebra crossing. He still remembers the last thought in his head was:

I'm finished, and I'm crippled if I don't die...... It's better to die than to be crippled!

It should be dead, but the soul has inexplicably traveled to nearly two thousand years ago. The original owner of this body was almost powerless, and even his riding skills were very bad, and he fled into Ningping City in a carriage, but just a moment before entering the city, suddenly the axle broke and cracked, throwing him off his head...... Zhen Pei should have immediately rolled his eyes in fright, and fainted, and when he opened his eyes again, his body had already changed hands......

In fact, at that time, he had the opportunity to die, and I don't know who dragged him into the city, so that he could temporarily avoid Hu Cai's bow and arrows; Then he ran away at night, damn it, and I don't know who saved him. But what's the point? Isn't it still inevitable to die in the end?

Pei should spit a little in the palm of his hand, and tried to wipe the blood on his face—but unfortunately his lips were dry, and he really couldn't spit out much saliva, so he probably would wipe his face even more flowery—and then tied the curtain again, straightened the Jinxian crown on his head, bent his knees, and sat down slowly, his hands together, and placed them horizontally on his knees—for this year, that sitting posture was an absolute standard.

Anyway, if you want to die, you can't be too cheap before you die, you can't be like those waste bureaucrats in front of you, lying on the ground and crying, right? If you can live by begging for mercy, you might as well try to mourn twice, but for Xin Pei Gai, who knows the development of history, it is completely useless.

Who would have thought that Pei Gai's contrivance would attract the attention of a yellow-bearded man. The Hu man stepped forward, waved his horsewhip, crossed his shoulder, and asked in a slightly jerky Chinese, "Who are you?" Pei Gai stiffened his neck, didn't look at him, still looked at the front, and replied casually: "Pei Gai, the Marquis of Nanchang." ”

As far as his eyes could see, he saw that the curtain of the big tent was open, and several Jin officials could be vaguely seen kneeling in the tent, respectfully facing a high-nosed and deep-eyed Hu chief - that was probably Hu Shuai Shile, right? The people who talked to him were probably Sima Fan, the king of Xiangyang, Sima Zun, the king of Huarong County, and the prime minister Wang Yan. Pei Gai still roughly remembered what Wang Yan said to Shi Le recorded in the history books - "There is a reason for Chen to fail, and the cloud plan is not in his own; and said that he had little eunuch affection and did not predict the affairs of the world; Because of persuasion, he called the honorific title, hoping to be exempt".

Of course, it is impossible for him to remember the original text of "Book of Jin" or "Zitong", and he remembers a general meaning, saying that Wang Yan said that the reason for the defeat this time is not my business at all, and I didn't have the intention of being an official when I was a child...... Then, he also persuaded Shile to be the emperor, wanting to meet Shile and escape death.

It is reasonable for a country to perish if it uses this kind of goods as its prime minister. Thinking of this, Pei Cai couldn't help but slanted the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint sneer.

The bearded man who asked him his name strode into the account and said a few words in Shile's ear. Shi Le turned his head sharply, his eyes like lightning, and swept straight over. Everywhere he looked, the officials bowed their heads one after another, not daring to look up, even the guy next to Pei Gai who was still chanting "Death in the country to see my chastity" last night was no exception. Only Pei Gai opened his eyes wide, boldly met Hu Shuai's eyes, and fought-for-tat.

Shi Le waved his hand and seemed to say something, but the distance was too far away to be heard clearly. But then two Hu pawns ran over, one left and one right, set up Pei Gai, went straight into the big tent, and then knocked him to the ground. Pei Gai struggled to sit back down, maintaining his previous position, and cast his fearless gaze on Shile again.

In fact, he was also afraid, but when he thought that he would die in front of him anyway, there was no escape, so what was the point of being afraid?

Shi Le couldn't help laughing, he spoke a fairly standard Chinese: "Ling Xianjun Julu became a duke, a person I have always respected, but it is a pity that he was victimized by traitors." Don't you want to see the descendants of Cheng Gong today-you are now captured by me, become a prisoner of the stairs, and die a terrible death? ”

Pei Gai sneered: "If you die, you will die, what's the use of being afraid?" ”