The dark clouds retreated, the starlight sprinkled down, and the bluestone slabs in the courtyard were slightly reflective, as if it was a burst of cold frost.

The wind blowing from nowhere hit the green bamboo in the corner of the courtyard, disturbing the bamboo waves and falling a few dead leaves.

Outside the courtyard wall, the blood on the ground had not had time to dry, and it was sticky and sticky to the bluestone.

I can't help but say what I have just experienced, but unlike most places in the city, what happened here is too tragic and ended too quickly.

Wang Ningmo rubbed the teacup in his hand, and suddenly felt a little stunned.

Let's leave tomorrow.

The unrest continued until dawn, when the army entered the city, and after more than an hour of purging and suppression, the situation was brought under control.

When the sunlight finally penetrated through the city wall, the city seemed to be fine, and unlike the original rebellion army entering the city, after knowing that it was the imperial army entering the city, the people had already walked out of their homes and stood along the streets to watch.

There was a knock on the door of the general's mansion at noon, and a small army that had broken in went straight to Wang Ning's small courtyard and surrounded him.

After a while, the young man who had come over last night walked in, said something to the leader of the team, and then withdrew with a puzzled look.

The young man sat down opposite Wang Ning.

There was only one teacup on the table.

Wang Ning probably didn't expect someone to come.

The young man was very helpless and sighed: "I told you before, leave this place as soon as possible. ”

"Without your way out, how could I, a former scholar, get to Jiangning?" Wang Ning laughed, "You should understand that many people are reluctant for me to go back." ”

The young man's eyes froze, "You think too much." ”

"Respectfully, we are also acquaintances!" Wang Ning raised his eyes and looked over, "Including you, many people want me to die, right?" ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, but did not deny it, "Indeed, it has not been easy for Duke Qin these years, and I can't get into trouble again because of you, so I want to kill you too." When the young man said this, he spread his hands helplessly, "I gave them a chance for the evening." ”

"There's always someone who doesn't want me dead." Wang Ning laughed, "Lord Tong's people came to look for me last night, and there was a whistle outside, so I'm still alive." ”

The young man didn't say anything more, but out of nowhere he found a letter and handed it over: "Everything you want is here." ”

Wang Ning took it and didn't say anything polite.

The young man stood up: "There are many things in the city, and Lord Tong should be very busy over there." ”

The implication is that Tong Wangye doesn't have time to pay attention to you, and you don't have to thank the so-called life-saving grace to visit.

Wang Ning nodded, indicating that he would not do such superfluous things.

The young man got up and left, and the courtyard was empty again. Before the next wave of people arrived, Wang Ning had already left Hangzhou and went north......

The cheers rang out overnight, but Wang Ning didn't have the heart to listen.

Before leaving, he asked Qin Haoran to bring a letter to someone, and he also traveled to Jiangning lightly, and he could arrive in about half a month.

Autumn is over, winter is coming.

The northern country is already covered in snow, and there is not even a single wild bird to be seen in the already rarely populated places, but it is also thanks to heavy snowfall, which has hidden many traces of the past.

Those who witnessed it were still struggling, and the onlookers were just sighing after dinner.

The world is always like this, between good and bad, there is impermanence.

In the upper valley deep in Luliang, the stockade built after simple regularization has already taken on a slight scale, and with the establishment of certain rules, it has become like that.

In the small courtyard on the mountain, Lu Hongying looked at everything below. A light snowfall in the morning gave the ground a layer of color. Except for a few places of smoke, there was no other color in sight.

Some of the refugees who had gathered outside the village had already left, and the rest had slowly been absorbed after deciding to follow the rules, and now the village can be regarded as regular.

The location of the village is selected by the shopkeeper of Yunji, relatively speaking, the terrain is dangerous, and the most important thing is that there is a part of arable land around, which is undoubtedly an extremely important reason.

For the displaced people, this place gives them a sense of belonging, after experiencing the chaos of Beirong going south, they cherish this quietness very much, so they abide by the rules of the village very much, and participate in the construction of the village with a lot of care.

Lu Hongying was a little proud of this.

However, since receiving a letter from the south and knowing that Fang Mingye and others were killed, her mood has not been relaxed for a long time, and You Wen has not known what to say every time she sees it.

More than half a month has passed since the destruction of Hangzhou, and it is now November of the second year of Shenwu. She hadn't torn up the letter from the south, but she had taken it out and read it from time to time, but it was now a little wrinkled and old.

You Wenyi sat down beside him, and the two talked with the wind and snow.

“…… It's been three years since the year before, and now I can't say I'm right! ”

You Wen turned his head and looked at the woman's face that was a little cracked because of the wind and frost, and sighed in his heart, if it was in a peaceful year, even if she was not born in a rich family, Sister Hongying must be the kind of person who lived a very good life, but her fate is like this, it is really difficult to say.

"When I was in Jiangning, that guy asked me, and my rebuttal at that time is just stupid now." Lu Hongying smiled bitterly: "Uncle Ming, they are very tired, I know it." ”

You Wenyi: "We thought of this result at the beginning. ”

Lu Hongying nodded, "There is really nothing unwilling." ”

You Wenyi's gaze stretched from afar, trying to see through the mountain range in the distance, where the wind and snow had already swept over first, obscuring his vision.

"I just didn't expect that Bao Bupo would do that kind of thing!" You Wenyi added angrily.

Lu Hongying turned her head, noticed the murderous intent in You Wen's eyes, and said: "Everyone has their own ambitions, not to mention that people are already dead." ”

You Wen snorted: "And those guys who eat inside and out......"

"Wen Yi, you want to go south?" Lu Hongying suddenly asked.

You Wen nodded: "I want to go and see." ”

"Well, yes." Lu Hongying stood up, "You bring me a letter." ”

You Wenyi's eyes bulged: "You just follow the path of Yunji." It was clear that he was not willing to be the messenger.

Lu Hongying smiled, her face turned red: "No, this is for Qingqing's girl." ”

You Wen was stunned for a moment, and then sighed, "I'm not sure if I can find her." ”

"She should go back to the stockade!"

"That's it."

The smile on Lu Hongying's face was much kinder, "When are you leaving?" ”

You Wen thought for a while: "Tomorrow." ”

Lu Hongying raised her head, as if she had done some contemplation, before responding: "It's okay." ”

Scattered light snow suddenly rose sharply, and the cold wind cut from the other side of the mountain also swept in.

The dead branches of the old tree in front of the courtyard swayed, and the snow fell down, smashing into the young man's neck......

A power outage for a week or something, it's also a little helpless!

(End of chapter)