The land of Jingchu has always been the richest place in the Central Plains, where there is not only vast fertile land, but also an extremely rich population. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This year's winter was particularly cold, and the autumn harvest was also affected by the locust plague, and the doors and windows were closed door to door, looking at the rice grain that had bottomed out in the rice tank, and they all tightened their belts and began to consume the day.

Konoto is a farmer who specializes in cultivating fields for wealthy families. A year's harvest not only pays taxes to the imperial court, but also gives the remaining eighty percent to the family, so the small households can only keep only one percent of the grain left to support their families.

Obviously not enough, in the face of high taxes and rents, coupled with this year's recession, these small households have begun to think of finding another job to fill the household, and hunting in the mountains is the first choice of small households here.

But now is the hibernation period of the beasts of the mountains, and when those weapons touch the beasts, they will face their monstrous wrath. Obviously, these are not something that a family of men can deal with, so they also thought of a way, organized several teams, and obtained the success of hunting, and distributed it evenly to door to door.

"Xinglang, are you practicing martial arts again? I think I'll be able to go up to the mountains to hunt soon. ”

In the courtyard of an ordinary farmhouse, a twelve or thirteen-year-old child was wielding his wooden sword, the heavy snow could not stop his determination to practice martial arts, and the thin clothes on his body certainly could not stop the invasion of the cold.

"Uncle Wang, are you going up to the mountains to hunt?" The young man watched such a middle-aged man probe his brain into his yard, and cast an innocent smile.

Touching the young man's head dotingly, Uncle Wang said: "Yes, I slept a little too much today, and I missed the time for the hunting team to set off, and I will definitely suffer if I want to come up the mountain." ”

Uncle Wang didn't marry a wife and didn't have any children under his knees, so he still liked this neighbor's boy quite a lot.

"Then uncle, let's go up the mountain quickly, my father has already gone. When I came back yesterday, the hunting team brought back a whole leopard skin, not to mention how beautiful it was, and it was exchanged for a lot of money when it was sent to the city. ”

After saying that, the young man had already run into the house, and walked out with a large bowl with four or five notches, and it could be seen from the floating heat that it was obviously hot water that had just come out of the pot.

"The weather is cold and tight, Uncle Wang still drinks some hot water to warm up his body, and he can be active when he goes up the mountain."

Uncle Wang laughed and drank it all, and then he took out a dagger, and the dagger came out of its sheath, and the bright light in the snow seemed to blind the young man's eyes.

"This is the knife I got from the city yesterday, it's sharp and tight, Xinglang likes to practice martial arts, so I think I should use it."

Uncle Wang left, and the young man took over the delicate dagger, his eyes were already dull, and it could be seen from the exquisite carvings on it that this dagger was definitely priceless.

After two strokes in the snow, the wooden stakes were cut through large gaps, and this level of weapon was not comparable to his wooden sword.

"Xinglang, what are you holding in your hand?" A woman wrapped in a headscarf had come out, her face was a little haggard, and it was evident that life was not very good.

"Mother, this is given to me by Uncle Wang."

"Yikes!" The woman raised her eyebrows, "How can you take such a valuable thing from someone else?" If your father had known, he would have been scolded. ”

"Mother!"

Seeing her son's aggrieved appearance, the woman still said sharply: "No, when your Uncle Wang comes back, I will go and return it to him, we can't accept such a valuable thing." ”

There was already a cry on the young man's face, and the tears remained on the frozen red dirty face, and quickly froze into ice crystals, looking pitiful.

"That's it, wait for your father to come back and make a decision!" The woman looked into the distance, the mountain was covered with snow and turned a silvery white, "I don't know when your father will return." ”

The boy had happily continued to gesture with the dagger, and the woman's eyes were already full of melancholy. Wang Rong knew that he was a pickpocket before, and he didn't believe that this dagger was a woman he bought from the city, but whether it was something that came with him or not, she knew that this Wang Rong still really cared for his son.

She is most worried about her husband, this time I heard that I was going to hunt a white-fronted insect, the danger of that beast can be imagined, but the benefits are also huge, whether it is the meat of the big insect, or the fur is the supreme treasure. Even if several families are divided together, their own family can survive the entire cold winter with this big insect.

"Xinglang, recently the martial arts have grown again!"

"Xinglang, he really has the demeanor of a martial arts master, even if he goes up the mountain, this skill will not be a problem."

Time passed day by day, and the snow still did not stop, but the man of this family never returned, and the boy and his mother knew that the hunting party often had to camp in the mountains for the night, so it was not surprising that they would not come for a day or two.

But one day, two days, three days.

After all, my father died, and almost the entire hunting party was killed. It was discovered by another hunting team, and the first thing they found was that several tiger cubs were eating Uncle Wang's corpse, and when they looked up, they found that the scene was already miserable.

The mother has been in tears for several days, and the whole village also feels sorry for the orphans and widows, and has sent some relief food, but it is not good to go from house to house on the cusp of this storm, how much relief food can be sent?

The boy knelt on the snow in the courtyard, he was about to lose the two most important men in his life at such a young age, he didn't cry, he held the dagger in the palm of his hand, he wanted to support this family.

Maybe it's the poor boy of the hunting team, who allowed the boy to join the hunting team, how much strength can they have at such a young age? But after the boy stabbed a wild wolf to death, the whole hunting team began to really accept him.

There are not many things, but they can barely get by, the mother finally cheered up, and began to dot up the family again, she vaguely saw her man's figure from her son's body...

But those days didn't last long.

On this day, the boy went up the mountain, and his mother was at home alone, but the tax officials of the court and the rent collectors of the family came together.

They were all soldiers with them, and they were afraid that the people would riot, because they would not be able to pay the rent and taxes, so they would take them and their household goods and pawn them, or if they could not, they would arrest the men and sell them into slavery.

The money and grain carts were already full, and when they came to the door of the boy's house, the mother was shaking her palms, because she had already pawned some inventory of the man in the house to bury the man, and now there would be no money to pay the rent.

"Lady of the district family, I won't talk nonsense with you, there is nothing in your family that can be pawned at all, I heard that your family also has a son who is about to weaken the crown, we are responsible for sending it to the city to sell it to large families, and it should be able to offset your family's rent this year."

"Hoshiro... Hoshirou... He's not here... He went up the mountain. ”

"Huh." The fat-headed and big-eared court official glanced at the lady of the district family and said, "You went up to the mountain to hunt, right?" I'm afraid I won't be able to go down the mountain for a while, but the taxes of this court can't be delayed, the lady of the district family, what do you say? ”

The lady of the Ou family knelt on the ground and said, "The two adults are giving me some time, when the time comes..."

"Don't be the time..."The official glanced at the child of the family, and said with a lewd smile: "Since the little one is not here, the old one is okay." Don't blame us for being ruthless, if you go to Chunxiang Building, you will not only be able to offset the tax rent, but also provide for your son's daily expenses. ”

"You..."

The children of the family admired the panicked appearance of the lady of the Ou family very much, he glared at those private soldiers, and said: "Let Lao Tzu go out and guard the door!" ”

The lady of the Ou family died, in order to resist the atrocities of these two beasts, she was disheveled when she died, her hair was scattered, and even when the young man came back, she was already staring at her eyes and refused to close.

Three years, this boy grew up in only three years, he pulled up a soldier and horse, and finally slaughtered the two thieves who killed his mother, not only that, but his 10,000 soldiers and horses were beaten by the Changsha County Guard, and there was no way to fight back.

At this time, Taiping Dao had already begun to preach, and the young man simply led the team to join the great sage and good teacher, and became one of the thirty-six square canal commanders of the Yellow Turban, and now he seems to be one of the best people in Julu City.

Ou Xing sat on the futon, thinking about these old events, the dagger in his hand was clutched by him, his hatred for the court and the family has never stopped, and it is precisely because of this that he is the first person to approve of Zhang Jiao's rebellion.

But just yesterday, Ou Xing obviously found that Zhang Jiao had lost his sharpness back then, and his rebellious heart had been shaken. Yesterday afternoon, he went to the Han camp alone despite all dissuasion.

Now that Zhang Bao is dead, Zhang Liang is in Quyang again, and Zhou Cang, the head of the two hundred Yellow Turban wrestlers in the city, is just a stunned rough man. Since he went to the Han camp, he didn't believe that Zhang Jiao could come back at all, and he was ready to take over the 100,000 yellow scarves of Julu.

If this team is held in his hands, he still has the strength to fight the Han army, and he also knows that the lonely city cannot be defended, but he has to defend the reason.

"Report!"

Ou Xing slowly opened his eyes and said, "Say." ”

"Back to Qu Shuai, General Tiangong has returned, and now he is calling Qu Shuai to go."

"Coming back?" Ou Xing looked a little surprised, but he still nodded, and slowly got up to meet Zhang Jiao.

When he saw Zhang Jiao again, Zhang Jiao hadn't had time to change into his robe, the hat was still on his head, and Ou Xing just stood respectfully below and asked, "It's really gratifying that General Tiangong can come back safely." ”

Although Ou Xing didn't know what Zhang Jiao was going to the Han army camp for, he never thought that Zhang Jiao would come back alive, but now the living Zhang Jiao in front of him made him have to believe it.

"I'm surprised." Zhang Jiao smiled, "I didn't expect that I would be able to come back alive, and I also owe it to that Wei Zhongdao is a loyal person." ”

When he heard Wei Yu's name, Ou Xing frowned, and couldn't help but ask, "Dare to ask General Tiangong why he went to the Han camp to fall to the ground?" ”

glanced at Ou Xing, and Zhang Jiao spit out a sentence flatly. "Go and leave a way back for the 100,000 brothers of Julu."

Ou Xing looked at Zhang Jiao a little blankly, but he already felt a faint uneasiness in his heart.

"Then the Yuan Shu army has promised to spare the lives of the brothers in Julu City, and you generals will also have a proper identity in the future."

Legitimacy? Hearing these four words, Qu Xing's face changed suddenly, "Since Wei Zhongdao knew that he could break our giant deer, why did he agree to let our brother go, and how could he give us an identity?" ”

"That's the case, I made some exchanges with Na Weiyu for the division..."Zhang Jiao sighed helplessly, and told everything that happened in the Han army camp before.

"It's impossible to win, it's better to choose to surrender directly than to increase the casualties of the brothers in vain, at least this can ensure that everyone has a good way out."

When Ou Xing heard this, he still didn't understand what Zhang Jiao meant, and his face turned pale and said, "General Tiangong means to surrender directly?" ”

Ou Xing looked at Zhang Jiao and nodded, and suddenly asked sharply: "Then Wei Zhongdao killed the Digong General and killed the blood feud of Bocai Guo Taiqu Shuai!" Why doesn't General Tiangong want to take revenge? Why only want to compromise and surrender? We still have some strength in the city, why doesn't General Tiangong fight anymore? Zhang Jiao, where did you go to your previous sharpness, ah! ”

Zhang Jiao heard that Ou Xing's address to himself suddenly changed from General Tiangong to his name, and immediately said: "Ou Xing, I know that you have a big hatred for your family, but now is not the time to be rash!" The yellow scarf is gone, we should not only think about ourselves, but also focus on the overall situation, for the brothers who have been following us! ”

Ou Xing used to be just a rebel, although he also had a short period of glory and wealth, but he never had the supreme power like in the Taiping Dao, this feeling is fascinating, not to mention that his parents were forced to death by the court and the family!

"The overall situation is important, and the situation is important!" Ou Xing's eyes were already red, "I don't understand what the overall situation is important to you, Zhang Jiao, you don't care about the death of your second brother, you don't care about the death of your apprentice, but have you asked the brothers in the city?" Do they care? Did you ask me? Can you understand how I feel when I have no revenge but want to submit to the enemy? If you say uprising, you will revolt, if you say surrender, you will surrender, in the end you are simply a selfish person! ”

Where is Zhang Jiao selfish? He didn't even want his own life, but now he could understand Ou Xing's pain, because he had also experienced the pain of losing his loved ones.

"I'm sorry..."

"Excuse me? I'm sorry? Haha, that's ridiculous! Hahaha! Ou Xing was already crazy, his sharp eyes were staring at Zhang Jiao, and he couldn't help but turn his head away from his gaze.

"Poof!" And yet at this very moment. Ou Xing suddenly moved, and instantly came behind Zhang Jiao, the dagger that had been kept for many years was suddenly unsheathed, and the next moment it had already pierced into Zhang Jiao's robe, and a large amount of blood began to gush wildly!

Because Ou Xing is Zhang Jiao's apprentice, he won't search his body at all when he comes in. And where would Zhang Jiao have thought that Ou Xing would suddenly make a move on himself, his eyes burst out, and he struggled violently in an instant, trying to break free from this deadly dagger.

But it's impossible, Zhang Jiao doesn't have any martial arts in the end, Ou Xing is a real martial artist, and his strength is very different, and Zhang Jiao can't break free at all.

Ou Xing turned the dagger Zhang Jiao's body, and after feeling that the internal organs were crushed, he pulled out the dagger violently, and without doing anything, he turned around and returned to Zhang Jiao, and stabbed out four more times!

Zhang Jiao was no longer alive, but Ou Xing was still stabbing out the dagger, blood was splashed everywhere, and the internal organ fragments brought out by the dagger from the wound were even more scattered on Ou Xing's face.

After all, he stopped moving, Ou Xing had regained his senses at this moment, and the whole person returned to normal from a state of madness.

With a plop, Ou Xingyi sat in a pool of blood, the hand holding the dagger loosened as if he had been electrocuted, and his calf squatted a few times and couldn't help but fall backwards, staggering.

Ou Xing's pupils were dilating, and he looked at the corpse in front of him in shock, and the panic on his face could not be concealed.

He would never have thought that the teacher who had been taking care of himself and promoting himself would actually die of his own injuries.

Biting his lip, Ou Xing began to comfort himself, and spit out a few words with difficulty, as if he was talking to himself.

"Teacher, you forced me. Your yellow sky should have died a long time ago..."