Suizhou, early in the morning, Luo Kai first walked out of the house, found a high slope to look into the distance, under the sky that began to whiten in the east, the unique fog of winter was half covered and half hidden, it was a strange and familiar land. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Strangeness is due to the fact that there is nothing in front of you that can serve as a coordinate in the impression, and familiarity is due to the smell of the dry and cold air that is unique to the hometown again.

The knowledge in his brain told him that the air with almost zero pollution in this era could be compared with the dirty smoke and dust of later generations.

But the throbbing of his soul made him confirm that this was the place where he was born, only a thousand years earlier.

The unfamiliar scenery and chaotic mood in front of him filled everything, so that Luo Kaixian had no interest in morning exercises, outside the camp was his hometown of dreams, how could he be immersed in a deep sleep like everyone else?

It's just a pity that he, an "outsider", can't do whatever he wants in the early morning without asking for permission from the local ruler. Therefore, he found a high watchtower, drove the guards on duty to wash, and sat there in the face of the rising sun that was about to gush out.

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Because the mountain road at night is not easy to walk, and ...... The left and right have already missed the scheduled trip, so there is no need to be busy with the road, and at the same time, in order to avoid the unworthy loss of cutting the horse's leg during the night march, Luo Kaixian led the team to follow Li Jichong's men and horses can only march slowly, and by the time they arrive in Suizhou, it is already night.

If it was according to Luo Kaixian's original intention, he and his people would find a hill to camp on the periphery of Suizhou city or military wall, but after arriving in Suizhou, Li Jichong told him that the old county town of the Tang Dynasty had been completely destroyed in the war many years ago, and there was no city in Suizhou at present, nor did there be a huge overall camp, but a chain of 28 camps, because at the beginning of the year, Emperor Song and Xiazhou agreed to establish a field in Yinzhou, and the scholars of the Privy Council thought that the party would not have any major moves in the short term. The border between the north and Northern Liao was obviously more important than the west, so part of Suizhou's troops were transferred. As a result, many camps were vacant, and Luo Kaixian and his men could choose a camp to be stationed in it--as the assassin of Suizhou, even if he was a general, Li Jichong still had this power.

Why not worry about safety and save yourself the hassle of rebuilding your campsite? As for Li Jichong's convenience, it is not even a favor, because there is a precedent for the vacant camps to be occupied, and now there are two camps used by passing merchants.

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Luo Kaixian and his people used a barracks standing in the middle of the mountain, the reason why it is halfway up the mountain, because the upper half of the hill is a layer of mountain rock, the lower half is a thick sedimentary loess layer, the upper half of the mountain rock is messy and there is no flat place, it is already rare to be able to build two watchtowers with wood, want to build a camp? It was a laborious chore, so the barracks could only be built in the middle of the mountain.

Even in the middle of the mountain, the terrain inside the camp is not flat, it is a slightly steep kilometer-long slope, but the slope was changed into a huge six-story staircase by the Song army stationed here before, but each staircase is two or three people high, well, the ladder is not suitable for human size, what humans can do is to dig out a cave on the side of each staircase to live, the Song army stationed here before obviously has capable people, they are close to the outer wall of the cave with wood to build a wooden eaves structure, The Tang-style dome structure is perfectly combined with the stepped soil layer, and the result is that the originally sparse earthen kiln is instantly filled with a strong oriental atmosphere.

Although these wooden pillars are not painted, and some of them can even be seen with untreated scars, this roughness and the delicate construction of the columns become a unique charm, especially in such an early morning, when the early sun rises, the fog drifts away, and even the unpainted wooden eaves seem to be inlaid with a circle of golden-red light in the sun, which becomes more rugged and majestic.

The black and red wooden pillars and the golden red light edges, the black and yellow earth in the early morning and the verdant pines and cypresses in the distance, and the white ice and snow that have been left in the shade and have not had time to melt, all of this seems dignified, sacred and full of vicissitudes of charm.

This camp covers an area of at least hundreds of acres, enough to accommodate thousands of people, and there are more than thirty such eaves in the camp, of course, they are different in size, and obviously their functions are also different.

In addition to the main structure, there are more pro-soldier residences on the left and right, and there are small school yards, weapon racks, stone locks, stone benches and horse tie piles on the empty field in front of the corridor building, as well as the wooden rammed earth structure stables set up on the left and right.

From the general's quarters down is a platform ramp large enough for six horses to run in parallel, and the ramp extends straight to the gate at the foot of the mountain. The main ramp plus six stairs, as well as the residence of the main general at the top, like two "Feng" characters vertically connected together, but because of the influence of mountain terrain, the closer to the top of the "horizontal" is shorter, in the distance of the terrain is slightly higher to look at, just like the bones of the fish, so this camp has a very vivid name - fish bone village.

The hill where the fishbone village is located, the three sides are steep, only the southeast near the gate of the village is soothing, so the fortifications of the defense are easy to arrange, the Song Jiang who was originally stationed here is obviously an expert, the northwest end of the terrain is the highest and difficult to climb is ignored, the edge of the cliff on the northeast and southwest sides is installed with a large number of camber wooden spur piles and antler piles, with the trenches and suspension bridges dug at the gate of the wall, in terms of defense, it is considered complete.

However, everything has advantages and disadvantages, one of the biggest troubles is that the village can not dig a well, outside the village near the Wuding River can take water, but if there are too many people stationed, there is no special water wheel, the daily water is obviously a drop in the bucket.

As a result, with the withdrawal of the troops, it became a place for occasional passing merchants.

It was a cold winter now, and the caravan on the road was almost empty, and the camp of Nuoda was only Luo Kaixian and his subordinates of a few hundred people, oh, and the accompanying Song merchant Jia Ren.

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From the highest viewing point in the fishbone village - the watchtower at the top of the main residence to look around, the morning clouds are gone, and there is no forest to cover the surroundings, it can really be described as a clear and clear sky.

The mountains and rivers are like brocade, the red sun is in the painting, the beautiful scenery is current, it should be the heart is open, the depression is diffuse, but Luo Kaixian tossed and turned all night, and his thoughts are difficult to sleep, so when the sky is just dawning, he will climb the watchtower to watch the scenery of "hometown" in order to organize his thoughts.

Only by truly seeing the evolution of the most impressive things will one understand how powerful the power of time is - no one can understand the meaning of these words more profoundly than Luo Kaixian's current experience. In terms of terrain recognition, he is a professional soldier who has been specially trained, but what he sees still makes him feel shocked.

Taking the early sun as a reference, except for the orientation of some distant mountains, the trend of the mountain, the location of the water, and the traces of the outbuildings are completely inconsistent with the image in his impression, and everything he knows is not at all at this moment, oh, no, the only thing he is familiar with is the tomb of Prince Qin Fusu, but unfortunately he can't see it at all.

The rest of the stone arches that were widely known in later generations were not even a trace at this time.

As far as the eye can see, it is not an empty mountain field, but the place where you can see, except for a few dirt roads that wind away, there is a piece of intermittent uncut forest in the middle, and then there are four military villages of the same size as this fishbone village, and further away, you can see the shadow of the central walled city that is estimated to cover an area of at least a few square kilometers, which is the main village of Suizhou built on the basis of the old city of Suizhou.

All of this, under the tempering of time, has been completely consumed in later generations, replaced by bare mounds, dry riverbeds, dry branches that lack branches and leaves, high-rise buildings piled up with reinforced concrete, and the so-called industrial civilization without oriental charm......

The distinction between them is only a thousand years of time changes, but it is mixed with indelible national trauma. Just as the fish and shrimp swimming in the river do not think about the direction of the river, this trauma is far from being experienced by humans who float with the waves. As a time and space traveler, Luo Kaixian is an outlier in the crowd, standing quietly on the watchtower, feeling the depth and vicissitudes of time that are difficult for others to experience.

For no reason, Luo Kaixian's heart was filled with a hint of joy - compared to the hometown where the fog was indulged in in in the later generations, he preferred the somewhat primitive land at this time, or did that mean that there was a broader platform that could allow him to do things willfully?

He couldn't tell.

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In the early morning of winter, there was no crisp birdsong, and there was no rare howling of the north wind, and Luo Kaixian could clearly see the figure of an ant moving outside the camp outside the camp.

I couldn't see the face clearly from a distance, and I could only see a summary of the clothes, and I saw that the castration should be to dig ice and get water from the river, so Luo ignored it, but not long after, a burst of loud singing floated over.

"Early in the morning, I chiseled ice to carry water......

ran into his neighbor Li Dazhui head-on......

Sledgehammer was beaten by her mother-in-law......

Hey......

Squint and ask who you are......"

The song fell off slightly, and the laughter and frolic of "hahaha......" became noisy.

The melodious and fierce Qin dialect was like a sharp long knife tearing apart the entire quiet morning, and like a sledgehammer smashing to wake up the bored and contemplative Lao Luo, listening to a few words, his confusion and hesitation disappeared suddenly, and a curved arc rippled on his face from small to large......

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As the sun rises, a few whistles sound, and the well-slept soldiers in the fishbone village swarm out of the cave where they live, and Shiwu, who is on duty as a gangster, begins to prepare for food, while most of them begin to line up for jogging for morning exercise after a loud shout.

A new day begins.

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P.S.: The affairs of my hometown have finally come to an end, and I returned to my residence in Beijing today, and began to resume normal updates on the same day.

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