Ji Lie slammed against the wall.

Then, after a long time, the voice read it crisply, but this time it was Yongguo, telling about a non-war battle between Yongguo and Meng:

“…… Soldiers have a saying, go to the army to fight, and win without a fight! Yongguo bought Meng Guoliang's bow with a lot of money, causing Meng Guo's whole country to build bows and abandon farmland. Once the war is imminent, the Yong Kingdom blocks the border, and the Meng State runs out of food, so the only way to surrender is to surrender to the city! It's a pity that the country can't be lost at all! As a monarch, you should have sharp ears and sharp eyes, and you can't lose power because of profit! ”

Ji Lie listened attentively, and although he didn't speak, he used his fingers to write eight words in the mud and grass beside him: The currency war began with Zhongqing.

The voice finished reading the long comment, coughed twice, and was silent for a while, as if taking a big sip of water, and swallowed his throat: "Hmm...... Ears and eyes can discern the current situation, the potential is successful, and the exhaustion is the failure. There is a smell in this side, and I am willing to listen to the breeze. ”

The breeze is Ji Lie.

Ji Lie smiled knowingly, sitting upright, with a steadiness different from his age, he looked up at the sky, the cold moon was clear, it was the second half of the night, and the sky was about to brighten. After listening to this history, he will leave here, and wait until three days later, and then come to Xi Jian to listen to the lectures, and these are not learned or heard in the Wenxiu Academy, where he will only talk about some common sense of heaven and earth and the way of kings and ministers.

At this time, the voice read: "In the twelfth year of the first king, the Marquis of Qi will die, and the favored concubine has a son, whose name is Xue Qi." The favored concubine wants to make his son Xue Qi inherit the throne and trap the prince. The son of the world was pure and thick, and he couldn't bear it, so he committed suicide. At that time, the Marquis of Qi still had two sons, one son Yiwu, and the other son reiterate.

From time to time, there were good ministers who persuaded the two princes to avoid other countries, but Yiwu was already the son of the world, and he was unwilling to leave the country, so he could only reiterate his patience and go away, and went into exile.

Nineteen years later, Favored Ji, Xue Qi, and Yiwu died fighting for power, and reaffirmed that they could return to Qi, serve as virtuous ministers, rejuvenate the country, and be the world's ......"

After speaking, the voice did not comment as usual, but remained silent.

The sparse moonlight shook the lights on the wall, Ji Lie sat in the shadows that the lights could not shine, and fell deeply into the allusions of history, the story reaffirmed by the Marquis of Qi was so similar to himself, except that the Marquis of Qi could still go into exile to protect himself, and he could dominate the princes as soon as he got up, but he was a fool, and he could only be trapped here.

After being silent for a long time, Ji Lie cheered up, pressed his knees and got up, slammed deeply towards the high courtyard wall, and turned to leave.

"You, are you going now?"

The man on the wall spoke, his voice a little hesitant, a little trembling, a little reluctant.

Ji Lie paused, looked back, and saw a petite figure standing in the faint moonlight, in the slightly flickering lamplight, because it was too far away, he couldn't see the appearance and age clearly, and he could only see the fiery red of the person's clothes.

Bizarre sword practice, weird history.

It's been three years, since the fool is no longer stupid, every three days there will be a bird's cry calling him, go to the forest to practice the sword, come to this wall to listen to the book, he is not really a fool, naturally he has doubted, and has quietly inquired, but with his ability, he can't find out who is helping him.

Who's going to help a fool?

Who would help such a forgotten, house arrested, and hated fool by the whole country!

Perhaps, God has mercy, a fool once thought so.

But tonight, the one who only reads without asking the others to speak, and stands there, where a fool can see.

Looking at the fiery red on the wall, Ji Lie was extremely excited, feeling as if he had seen the rising sun, and there was a faint hope in the red rising sun. An irrepressible thought rolled around in my mind: 'Finally, I'm not alone, I'm not alone......

The world of fools has always been a person.

The poor fool staggered to the high wall, stood at the base of the wall, looked up at the wall with his head up, endured the tears rolling in his eyes, and asked tremblingly, "You, who are you?" "The voice was hoarse, but it was soft, and I was afraid of scaring the people on the wall away.

Who are you?

Although Ji Lie thought he was very gentle, the man on the wall was still taken aback by his sudden move, and couldn't help but take a step back, and his voice trembled a little: "I, I'm just a reader. ”

"I know you're a student, but who are you?"

Ji Lie asked unrelentingly, and the hand hidden under the big sleeves of the wide robe was pulled into a fist, trying to see the person's appearance clearly. Unfortunately, because the man was shrunk in the shadow of the lamp, he couldn't see clearly at all, and could only see a shadow that was slanted by the light.

After a while, the man on the wall strengthened his courage and took a step forward, and the corners of his crimson skirt floated out of the high wall and rippled above Ji Lie's head.

The man hesitated for a while, and then said crisply: "You don't need to know who I am, and I don't know who you are, but I know that you won't come again, and in the future, I will no longer study here." ”

The voice is immature, and it is obviously a little girl who has not yet grown up.

Ji Lie didn't answer, didn't even think about the meaning of her words, because he saw a pair of eyes, like fawn-like eyes, clean and bright, with stars dancing in them.

The man was a little frightened by Ji Lie's hot eyes, shrunk his head, held his hands, looked at the faint moonlight in the sky, and whispered: "Someone asked me to tell you, you have to take care, and you have to endure humiliation like Qi Hou." One day you will come back, like Qi Hou, and only in this way can you be worthy of your mother. Will you come back? Speaking of this, she tilted her head and glanced at Ji Lie quietly, it was obvious that the last question was what she wanted to know.

Subconsciously, Ji Lie nodded.

"It's almost dawn."

The man's eyes lit up, and the stars shone brightly. After saying this, the petite fiery figure disappeared from the light again, and after a while, the light went out, the wall was quiet, and the four fields were white.

Ji Lie stood in the half-human-high grass, only his head exposed, still looking at the high courtyard wall, his heart was surging, but he was confused, faintly, and there was a trace of inexplicable excitement.

The moon was white, and the sound of frogs could be heard in the distance.

It's almost dawn.

Ji Lie took a breath and walked back.

"Please stay."

Just walked a few steps, a voice came from behind him, suddenly turned around, only to find that there was a small door on the side of the high wall, a middle-aged man dressed as a servant came out of the door, holding a wooden box in his hand, silently put the wooden box on the ground and turned to leave, without saying a word.

Sword.

There is a sword in the box, the sword is three feet long, the style is simple, and the lines of the sword body are like the torrent of a big river, revealing the cold air of the forest. Try the front a little, blow the hair and break the snow, extremely sharp.

"Tiger Evil!"

The name of the sword is Tiger Evil, and it is extremely heavy to start, and it looks like it is from the hand of the sword casting master, but the strange thing is that there is no scabbard, no wonder it is held in a wooden box.

Ji Lie held the sword, the blade was facing downward, holding the cold hilt, facing the high wall for a heavy moment, and then turned around with the sword and left, he knew that once he left, the courtyard would be empty.

Returning by the same route, passing through the bamboo forest, the package hanging on the bamboo branches was gone, and even the bamboo that he had cut off was also cleaned up, the breeze shook the leaves, and the faint fragrance quietly hit, everything seemed to have never happened, just a dream.

When he came to the wall of his yard, he climbed up an old tree outside the wall, and the cat looked at the wall, and it was nothing strange in the fog, so he jumped down and turned around suddenly, only to find a pair of huge and friendless eyes staring straight at him.

Suddenly, Ji Lie's heart suddenly rose to his chest, and his mind went blank.

"Gray, Gray......"

A slight horse bark sounded, and the skinny horse flapped its ears in the tattered stables.

"It turned out to be you."

After a long time, Ji Lie came back to his senses, patted his chest, cracked his mouth, walked over and touched the neck of a thin horse, pulled a handful of hay from the haystack, threw it in the manger, squatted down, stared at the thin horse eating grass, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker and thicker.

After a while, it was estimated that there was still an hour before the sky would be clear, and Ji Lie turned into the room, groping his way in the room where he couldn't see his fingers.

I went to the front window, pushed open the crack in the window and looked east, and pricked up my ears. "Whew, whew......" snoring thundered from the room to the east.

Ji Lie smiled freely, hugged the tiger evil sword and touched it back to the grass couch, pulled out a tattered linen cloth from under the bed, wrapped the sword thickly, made it into a pillow and lay it on the couch, pillow the sword pillow, just closed his eyes and suddenly remembered the little bird, and rolled out of the bed again, opened the dark grid on the low case, and touched the little bird's fluffy head with his fingers, and the little bird came to peck him with his backmouth, but he smiled in a dumb voice: "Hurry up and open your eyes, when you open your eyes, I will give you a name." ”

"Squeak ......"

At this moment, there was a slight sound of the door opening in the next room, and then there was a sound of small footsteps on the porch, soft and soft like a feather, and I could not hear it until I listened closely.

Ji Lie's heart jumped, and he quickly closed the dark compartment, jumped on the bed, closed his eyes, and snored.

It must have been the little maid who got up, presumably going to fetch water and make breakfast. It will not be long before the woman on the east side will wake up, and when she wakes up, she will shout loudly to wake up Ji Lie in her dream, and the coachman on the west side will hold the iron sword, and look at the woman coldly with a gloomy face, until she shuts up.

Thinking, thinking, Ji Lie fell asleep, with a smile on the corner of his mouth......

……

The moon is hidden and the stars have faded, and the sun has not yet risen.

In the city of Shaotai, in a certain forested courtyard.

A middle-aged man knelt in a gorgeous brocade seat, and a glass of wine had been warmed on the table, slowly revealing the aroma. The man took the cup but didn't drink it, his slender fingers running in circles along the rim.

Sharp eyes, hidden from time to time.

At this moment, a long shadow was embedded in the room, and the man stood at the entrance of the room with his head in his hand, and said respectfully: "Return to the head of the family, the matter has been done." ”

The middle-aged man looked at the bloody head, and there was a hint of unbearability in his eyes, but he asked coldly: "Damn, are they all dead?" ”

The shadow replied, "It's all dead!" ”

"Go down."

The shadow disappeared into the light, and the middle-aged man got up silently with the wine cup, slowly walked out of the room, stood under the eaves, raised his head to look at the moon that was already invisible, took a sip of wine, and sighed: "In the past, I inherited the grace of your words, but now I have paid it back, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it depends on your spirit in the sky and his creation." ”

"Father."

The crisp voice sounded......

……

"Is it dawn?"

There was no light in the room, but it was as bright as snow.

Because there is a night pearl the size of an egg on the case.

The old witch priest trembled his hands and touched the pearl of the night.

Although this night pearl is not as good as Yanhou's pearl that has brought disaster to the country and the people, it is also smooth and delicate, smoother than any piece of silk, and more delicate than any woman's body.

The old wizard's expression was very strange, and the slightly raised eyebrows looked pleasant, but the trembling nose twisted around like a fat earthworm, making him look pitiful. This picture can't help but remind people of the two heavens of ice and fire.

Perhaps Mingzhu was too bright, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Look through that gap.

It's dawn.