Chapter 470: Traveling Ten Thousand Miles
The arduous trek was exhausting, and Zhao Wen couldn't believe that he was so able to walk the mountain road. At the beginning, I was indeed tired and half dead, but gradually and gradually I became more and more energetic, and the more I walked, the more I felt full of strength. When the first Yue people followed Zhao Wen's advice and led the whole family to leave Lingnan and go to Handi, Zhao Wen wanted to cry, not crying with joy, but with an inexplicable grief.
For more than two months, Zhao Wen has obviously lost weight, and his loose clothes are wrapped around his body, and he has lost his original elegance and chic. Barefoot and unslathered, with a one-man tall branch as his cane, and a gray cloth robe with a hood, which was worn over his head to cover his entire head. This is how Zhao Wen is dressed now, of course, the faithful old servant is still following behind him with the thin horse. When he came down the mountain beam, Su Ren had an illusion and almost shouted the word "Gandalf".
Zhao Wen stretched out his hand to uncover the hood of Baotou, revealing a thin face, smiled at Su Ren, and slowly bowed. The movements are very slow, but they are so natural and full of divine atmosphere: "Thank you Su Changshi for saving me tens of thousands of Yue people, Zhao Wen is polite!" ”
Su Ren looked Zhao Wen up and down, he hadn't seen him for two months, and one person could really have such a big change. walked around Zhao Wen: "Doctor Zhao, what have you encountered in the past two months?" ”
Zhao Wen smiled slightly: "It's nothing more than raw silk." ”
Su Ren nodded, he knew what Zhao Wen had seen in the past two months. Those who are engulfed by war never end well, and only those who are extremely lucky and can be said to be favored by God will survive. Rivers of blood and floating corpses are just an adjective, and when you really see the mountains of corpses and the blood red all over the mountains, you will understand how cruel human beings are.
Su Ren also returned the salute respectfully to Zhao Wen: "Doctor Zhao is hard! ”
Zhao Wen smiled: "The villain is no longer a doctor, and he doesn't dare to call him Mr. in front of Su Changshi, it's good to call Lao Zhao." ”
"Hahaha, it seems that you really see through life and death, okay, Lao Zhao is Lao Zhao, so it seems close."
Hot water was boiling on the tandoor, which had been prepared for a long time, and the water was already boiling and steaming. Su Ren lifted the kettle and poured the boiling hot water into the teapot, and a faint fragrance of tea slowly wafted out.
Zhao Wen closed his eyes and felt the deliciousness of the tea: "Okay!" I haven't smelled this taste for a long time, I drank it a few times in Huiji, and since then I have been thinking about when I can taste Su Changshi's tea again, but I didn't expect that this wait is two months, things are not people, and I drink it again at this time, I don't know if there is still the sweetness of the original. ”
Su Ren poured a cup for Zhao Wen, and also poured a cup for himself, picked up the teacup and put it on his nose and sniffed: "The taste of tea will not change, this is new tea, the taste may be better, no matter what tea is bitter first and then sweet, it will never disappoint Lao Zhao." ”
The two didn't speak anymore, sat opposite each other, and enjoyed the beauty of Nanling while drinking tea. Not far away, Huang 13 squatted under a big tree, taking a nap while basking in the sun, but his right hand never left the hilt of the sword. Zhao Wen's old servant followed behind the thin horse's buttocks, allowing the horses to leisurely gnaw on the grass on the side of the road.
It's a good place, opposite the endless green hills, shrouded in clouds and mist, as if there is a fairy spirit wafting. There is a small river at the foot of the mountain, the water of the river is clear, and the water for making tea is in the river. There is a large meadow in front of meadow, and it is already late autumn, and it is still green, only those unknown wildflowers are dotted in the middle, which is really beautiful!
The tranquil air is scented with grass and flowers. Birdsong came out of the woods and traveled far away, colliding in the valley to create echoes. When one bird calls, the others follow. With a few shouts, he suddenly flapped his wings, circled twice in the air, and flew into the distance along the ridge.
Huang Shisan suddenly opened his eyes and looked vigilantly at the bushes in front of him. A small creature with a long nose and a hairy body came out of it, stared around at the eyes of the two thieves, and immediately turned its head and ran, startling the insects on the ground to start scurrying around. Huang Shisan became lazy again, sat down slowly, and entered his state of concentration again.
Everything was beautiful, quiet and peaceful. Su Ren wanted to play a song on the piano, but unfortunately he didn't understand the rhythm of music, and he wanted to write a poem, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't expect that there was a poem that matched the current beauty. Only the fragrance of tea in the hand is intoxicating.
The two of them just sat like this, facing the mountains and facing the woods. Drink another cup until the pot of tea has no taste. Zhao Wen sighed, got up slowly, and gave Su Ren a deep salute: "Thank you Su Changshi for the tea, the villain has taken his leave." ”
Su Ren smiled and nodded: "Lao Zhao is going well, the journey is safe, he will come back in the future, I will invite you to drink better tea." ”
"Definitely!"
Without any extra nonsense, Zhao Wen put his hood back on and walked towards the road he came from on crutches. The old servant hurriedly grabbed the reins of the thin horse and followed Zhao Wen. No one said a word, there were so many things that didn't need to be said, and saying them ruined the current scenery. Looking at Zhao Wen's figure slowly disappearing into the woods, Su Ren shook his head and sighed, and told Huang Shisan to pack up his things, they should also go back.
Huang Shisan put away the teapot and tea set, extinguished the fire in the tandoor, and then put everything together, resisted on his shoulder, and followed Su Renchao back. This place is not far from the Folding Ridge camp, down the mountain. When they returned to the camp, Ying Guangji, Li Danghu, Wei Qing, Thorn and others were waiting outside the camp gate, and when they saw Su Ren from a distance, Ying Guangji was the first to run over.
"How? Zhao Wenke agreed? ”
Su Ren smiled: "Why do you care so much?" Did you do something unseemly when you were in South Vietnam, and who among the South Vietnamese people were you? ”
Ying Guangji frowned: "Talk about business, don't talk nonsense." ”
Li Danghu and Wei Qing also came around: "How? Do you need to raise troops? ”
There were thousands of elite soldiers in the battalion, all of whom had just been transferred back from various places. Taking advantage of the time of Zhao Wen's lobbying, they took a break, and once Zhao Wen did not convince those Yue kings, they would continue to fight and strive to level Lingnan in the shortest possible time.
Su Ren nodded: "It's okay, Zhao Wen has agreed, now let's wait for the news." ”
"Hope is good news." Li Danghu let out a sigh: "The Yue people are cornered, there is only one way to surrender, except for the hidden dangers in the south of my Han Dynasty!" ”
Wei Qing said: "It's not until the end, no one can say what the result is, it's better to be cautious, I'll go and train quickly, and if there is a problem, I can deal with it in time." ”
Su Ren patted Wei Qing on the shoulder: "Brother Wei Qing is right, before everything comes to fruition, you can't relax, Brother Li has to send more people to mobilize the private sector to prevent the Vietnamese deserters from lurking in and becoming a danger to the Han, the more critical the time, the more you can't take it lightly." ”
Li Danghu nodded solemnly.
Ying Guangji stood behind a few people, turned his head to look at the mountains in the distance, and was unwilling to withdraw his gaze for a long time. When Great Qin was at its strongest, the empire was so majestic. It is bordered by the Great Wall to the north, the sea to the east, the depths of the forest to the south, and the plateau to the west. Such a huge country became someone else's overnight. Now, this last piece should also be surnamed Liu, so how can he, a descendant of the Ying family, face it.
Thorn walked over, looked at Ying Guangji, and followed Ying Guangji's gaze to the mountain: "Although the country is good, it is not as good as the people, and the persecution of the people is too much, this country will inevitably change hands, Su Ren is right, the descendants of Xia Shang Zhou's generation are willing to change hands?" But they couldn't hold it, and no one is to blame for this, but only themselves. ”
Ying Guangji glared at Thorn: "Hmph, don't forget your identity, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson!" He turned around and walked away in a rage.
Zhao Wen walked unhurriedly, this is the experience he has gained in the past two months, walking on the mountain road, walking too fast will quickly feel fatigue, and it is also prone to danger, only step by step to walk steadily, not only to ensure their safety, but also to save physical strength, so that you can go further.
At the fork in the road, Zhao Wen turned directly onto the east side. The old servant immediately stepped forward: "Master, we are wrong, we should go to the Black Wolf Tribe, we should go west." ”
Zhao Wen smiled and walked straight forward: "That's right, it's here, let's not go to the Black Wolf Tribe, this time we will go directly to the West Beat King City." ”
"Ahh The old servant was shocked: "What are you doing in the west to beat the king's city?" We are South Vietnamese, and the king of the West will ......"
"We're not South Vietnamese anymore." As he spoke, Zhao Wen raised his head so that the tears in his eyes would not flow out. On that day, when he took the old servant and said goodbye without saying goodbye, he didn't care about his family at all. He Zhao Wen is a member of the Nanyue royal family, although he is only a doctor, he has the same blood as Zhao Hu, the king of Nanyue, in Zhao Wen's heart, even if Zhao Hu is unbearable, he will not embarrass his family.
But Zhao Wen was wrong, and just one day later, Zhao Wen's whole family was beheaded, and even his three-year-old child was not spared. That is, from that day on, Zhao Wen was no longer a South Vietnamese person, he was just a Yue person, an ordinary Yue person.
The old servant didn't say much, frowned and asked, "Then, what are we going to do in the west?" I heard that Xizhu was about to be defeated, and the royal city was still struggling to support, and the people of Xizhu were fleeing to death, and there was not much left. ”
"We're going to save them!"
"Save the king of the West? Just the two of us? The old servant was a little worried: "Since the master has such a meaning, why don't you let Su Changshi send some Han troops?" ”
Zhao Wen said: "If we fail, there will be a Han army, this time if the king of Xizhu does not agree to surrender, Su Ren's Han army will appear in Lingnan again, I just don't want that, so I want to go to Xijiao." ”
The old servant didn't understand at all: "Why? ”
"It was Su Ren who said it."
"Su Changshi? Just now? Why didn't the villain hear it? ”
"There are some things that don't need to be said, this Su Ren is very interesting, if I don't die this time, I think I will become friends with him."