Chapter 12 The Sun and the Moon in the Mountains

Shendu Luoyang,

The fluttering snowflakes cover up the ugliness and pain of the world, and also cover up the hard, emaciated bodies under the street corner wall, hugging each other in groups for warmth.

With the sergeants running back and forth on the streets, and the crying and scolding of the house, the series of changes in Luoyang has ended, for some people, and they can return to the false comfort of singing and dancing, but for others, with the new round of orders of the Great Chaos Party, it is just the beginning of nightmares and regional torment.

Because of the crammed into too many confines to live in the clan, and became cramped and messy in the sixteen kings' mansion, Zong Zhengqing Li Rui ushered in his one hundred and seven years of birthday, although because the city was dilapidated and chaotic, and his birthday was particularly lonely and lonely, the children were not there, only a group of equally old house slaves and old servants who could not walk, waiting with trembling old arms and legs.

stammered old-fashioned auspicious words and compliments, and then gave a share, which was considered a birthday celebration.

The teeth have not all fallen out, and they are still chewing the soup paste of the stewed dough in the old sheep soup, if it is in the peaceful years, it is the watch of any person who has to be rewarded by the Son of Heaven.

As the eldest elder in the royal family, he has witnessed at least eleven Tang Dynasty emperors, ups and downs of life ups and downs, the longest of which is only 17 years of absurdity, and the shortest is less than six months, and died of fright and depression on the throne.

But almost every generation of the Son of Heaven will undoubtedly be like a disappearing whirlpool, carrying a large number of royal relatives and close courtiers as the funeral and sacrifice of the late emperor.

Despite this, the huge clan population accumulated by the class belt is still increasing unabated like the rats in the imperial city's warehouse.

Although because of the avoidance of various sons of heaven after they ascended the throne, they changed their names and names many times, from Li Yunrui to Li Mingrui, and then to Li Rui; But he is undoubtedly the luckiest of the royal family, and his low-key and indisputable personality has allowed him to continue his identity as a similar ornament.

It's just that when the ruler changes the throne, he needs to be the head of the imperial family as an endorsement of various usurpation and abolition and a dispensable fig leaf for some kind of process.

During this period, five of the seven sons under his knees have died, more than a dozen daughters and concubines have only one left, and some grandchildren and grandsons have also passed away, but he is still alive as a witness of the real era.

In this apocalyptic dynasty next to great power, it is undoubtedly a painful and desperate burden to be the only nominal member of the royal family. Countless people would rather leave their homes, between destitude and poverty, and become one of the poor people of the Shu nationality they used to look forward to.

But many more people don't have the courage to break out of the cage created by clan identity, and continue to sink day after day in the struggle between barely guaranteed and false security. It's not that no one has thought about changing the status quo.

However, they either end up as missing persons, or become one of the many dried heads hanging high above the city, or some nameless corpse in a mass grave.

But Li Rui has survived tenaciously, even outlived most of his children, and if nothing else, as some kind of iconic and façade of existence, he will continue to live longer.

Then, with the treatment and rations that are given the highest priority in addition to the Son of Heaven, on the throne of the Shuowang Dynasty, continue to sit back and watch the new Sons of Heaven, who are several generations younger than themselves in terms of generation, under the coercion of power and reality, with the will of those in power behind the scenes, and on the stage called the Great Throne and the Imperial Hall, they involuntarily continue to do the puppet dance that is off the line, until it completely collapses and is replaced with a new one.

The hustle and bustle of shouts interrupted his musings and memories.

In the Sixteen Princes' Mansion, the gate that had been in disrepair for a long time was knocked open and fell into the dust in the roar of the open fire, and the only remaining servants, unable to dodge and escape, were chased and slashed between the pillars and corridors, and countless utensils and furnishings were knocked down and trampled under the feet of the huge noise and sound.

He suddenly realized that they didn't even need their own ornaments anymore.

But at least, as the eldest clansman, he still tried his best to use the last bit of resources to make arrangements for the last bit of blood heir of his kin, and all that was left was to pray and wait.

Hearing that a group of people had escaped from the water gate in the east of the city, he suddenly felt a little worried about it.

In the light of the approaching sword, he suddenly remembered that the father of the powerful minister, holding his young son, humbly asked for his blessing.

couldn't help but cry, and sang loudly the lyrics of "Xiangyao" in the popular white drama "Emperor Flower" hundreds of years ago:

"Falling flowers cover the sky and the moonlight

Borrow a cup to recommend the phoenix on the platform

The imperial flower is fragrant with tears

I wish to die and thank my father and mother

Sneak a look at it

He was sad with tears in his eyes

I was half frightened

I'm afraid of the horse and the phoenix

Unwilling to be martyred, love accompanies me to the spring

I look forward to being buried together

Mandarin ducks and couples sit next to each other

A new house was built on the spring terrace

In the underworld, look for the Pingyangmen Lane again......"

With the last sentence of "self-hatred was born in the emperor's family", as the epilogue and aftermath, Li Rui ended his 107-year-old life on his birthday.

With the experience of this uncle as a microcosm, there is only a few lines in the history books: "Thinking about returning, slaughtering thousands of clansmen"

For others, it is just the beginning of a new era

After eating for eight or nine minutes, I rubbed a few handfuls of grass and wood ashes to clean the grease stains on my hands, and began to clasp the wooden beams with both hands and do some simple body movements.

After eating well and paying attention to the way I exercised, the fit and potential of my body seemed to be slowly restored. For example, the agility of thinking and the control of strength by nerve reflexes, at least I am very satisfied with the strip-like abs of this body, rather than the original elastic belly.

When I was almost sweating, I began to rub my body with a sackcloth dipped in cold water from a clay pot.

During my month and a half in Liangshan, all kinds of things have changed a lot, but there is neither the old man who hides his attributes to pass on his skills, nor the mysterious person who is dying to send a treasure map, nor the adventure of seeing a soft girl taking a bath.

But those who are covered with dirt and smell of the big men who pick their feet, or the yellow-toothed turtles with their mouths like heaven, and the residues and shredded vegetables are the same color, how many or how much,

This made me, who was accustomed to modern hygiene, avoid it like a defeated dog, so after having a clean water source next to the miscellaneous storehouse, even if my whole body shivered from the cold, I still insisted on taking a bath every day.

You must know that modern people who are accustomed to bathing and 24-hour uninterrupted hot water supply are inconvenient and awkward when they re-enter the wilderness. The mud that can easily accumulate and parasites such as fleas and lice that are ubiquitous are impressive enough.

There is a trickling mountain spring next to the miscellaneous warehouse, which has become one of the main factors for me to move here when I have just solved my stomach problem. After all, according to the conditions on Liangshan, although taking a bath is not a relatively luxurious thing,

But let me and a bunch of rough men covered in body hair, stand in a waterroom full of body odor, and risk picking up soap to play and fish in troubled waters; Or it is really difficult to run into the icy river with the children who have their butts closed, and accept the onlookers and gazes of the surrounding villagers.

On the other hand, living next to other people, getting along with each other a lot, the so-called people are mixed, and some mistakes in living habits and language can easily attract the attention of others or cause unnecessary trouble.

I boil a pot of water every day to steam and disinfect clothes and other daily necessities, which is very important when there are no washing supplies and there is a lack of adequate washing, which can also be used to replenish water in home-grown beverages, or as a need to prepare processed food.

Parasites and infectious diseases are also the most common sources of disease and cause of death in this era of famine and turmoil. After all, a good hygienic environment and personal living habits need to be implemented and maintained in a stable period of social order.

In order to avoid getting in the way, I even cut my hair above the temples and wrapped it in a plain cloth so that it would not be too different from others......

In addition to food and clothing, the amateur life of this era is also monotonous and outrageous, and it is said that the high-level of Liangshan still has some tricks and music that have been captured or bought, chatting to relieve boredom and leisure.

I just have some simple props and gymnastics movements, and keep exercising this body until the whole body is sore, and the sweat is doubled, so as to maintain a relatively stable physical state, so as to avoid the probability of getting sick, and once there is a day in the future, I can also persist longer.

Then I made all kinds of records, transcribing the memories that came from this body, and also recording some things that I thought might be useful in the afterlife, but which I was worried about being forgotten over time. In addition to the traditional pen and ink, there are two more common cheap alternatives to writing in this era:

The small characters written in ink on the tips of reed poles or bird feathers are said to be imported from overseas feudal domains. Or the large characters written in special hard charcoal strips covered with bamboo tubes, but because the toner is easy to fall, the wax reinforcement on the paper is from hundreds of years ago, the invention in the Tang army.

After busy with these, it was another day with leisure and nothing to do, seeing that winter has arrived, although the snowflakes have not yet fallen, but because of the cold and greatly reduced people's outdoor activities, so the business of this miscellaneous warehouse has basically stopped, I began to use the flute rolled into leaves, blowing the "original scenery of the hometown", which is considered to be the monotonous and lonely life in the back mountain, rare self-entertainment.

Because of the cold, even the sound of birds and birds is gone, only the sound of the flute is left in the air, and in this moment of tranquility, I once again think of the moment of life in Luoyang, and then think of the women who were so easy to rescue, and what is the situation of the figure now, I can't help but be a little out of tune.

But this silence was soon broken by a few small movements.

I pricked up my ears, heard the murmur in the grass, and sighed, this weather is actually coming again. Then I saw a big mushroom, a big mushroom walking on the path behind the trees, and I couldn't help but say "Hi, Suna",

The huge mushroom head is actually a curtain that hangs over the neck and covers the entire head, which is in stark contrast to the petite figure below, just like the Mario Brothers' two-dimensional mushroom, running to reality. That's why I gave it the nickname Suna.

Although it is located in a remote corner, when I open a small stove in private, I occasionally attract occasional extra visitors. For example, this rather mysterious pair, one big and one small, came purely to listen to my story.

Although the other party seems to have no threat to the negative value of force, and even gives people the illusion that it is easy to bully, the person standing next to the "mushroom" is not easy to mess with. It was an old man with a strong body and a dark complexion, and he naturally had a fierce aura that could not be provoked when he stood quietly.

The first time I met, I was to crush a piece of log ready to be used to chop firewood, which was a solid pine firewood thick with a sea bowl, and then it was like breaking a sugarcane skin, and the cracked log was broken into a thinner finger thick firewood with my bare hands, so I was no longer short of firewood that day, and by the way, I also had a pair of listeners.

Well, this is the ancient version of the troubled times, the master in the folk, I told sù myself. But what I'm more curious about is what the human body and potential can be exercised and strengthened to in this dù.

Liangsan is not just a mountain, but a small mountain range half-surrounded by water, and in addition to the armed and auxiliary personnel, there are also a number of special guests.

From the ancient business - kidnapping, of course, unlike those ordinary bandits who can only make a small fuss, those who can specially invite Shangliangshan as guests are all luxury figures with corresponding statuses, high-ranking officials and dignitaries with great backgrounds, or giants on the rich side.

In a way, protection fees and extortion money under various names are one of the important sources of income that complement each other. How much will you get preferential treatment, and even love to find a small stove for personal taste, as long as you have a large enough amount of power, or a background of wealth, the temporary hardship is just a passing moment.

In addition, some business VIPs will also settle down in the mountains, but it will not be too long, after all, the main business here is still a den of robbers.

But this pair of master and servant is a rather exceptional being, I don't know where the identity is mysterious, Liangshan is quite polite and courteous to them far beyond the level of ordinary "guests", but it strictly restricts the scope of their personal activities, limited to this back mountain.

Taken together, my personal senses are that they are more like a strictly protected VIP than some kind of restrained object.

Not to mention, this is between a child and a teenager, Zhengtai's temperament and appearance, compared to the people up and down Liangshan who are rough or violent, or fierce or arrogant, it is really too conspicuous, just like a carefully cultivated koi, which is placed in a sludge full of hole-punching loaches and yellow eels, which is like a leisurely and free eyesore.

Or a small peacock with bright feathers accompanies an eagle, mixed with a flock of miscellaneous quails, playing the almost swaggering sense of survival. In particular, the big mushroom nicknamed "Suna" by me, although he wears men's clothes, but he speaks softly, and he is more inclined to be a sissy or a weak shota.

They had been in Liangshan for a long time before I was sent to this back mountain, and I seemed to have become part of their quest for relaxation.

But does this have anything to do with me, at least their appearance can bring me some convenience and preferential treatment,

At least the wrinkled old henchman, who would almost be regarded as a mute, has considerable authority on Liangshan, at least among the people I can see, almost all of them greet him respectfully in person, and basically do whatever he wants, and do it to the letter.

In the oversized robber's den of Liangshan, people who seem to be overly curious will never live long. Tell me my story honestly, and then make some small requests that are not too excessive.