In the eyes of the people of the Central Plains, Jiaozhou has always been a wild place, sparsely populated and full of miasma. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is a thousand years later, something happened in Jiaozhou, such as taking a knife out to compare, although many times even the locals are not too surprised, but there will always be this and that self-righteous person standing up and saying a sentence or two: Poor mountains and bad waters out of the people! XX place Nanban land, XX place people and Vietnamese are a family of xx monkeys or something. Are we one with Vietnam? Actually, they are right, Vietnam is indeed our home, but that was a long time ago, at that time Vietnam was not called Vietnam, it had a nice and elegant name: Annam. At that time, his gate was not called friendship, but Zhennan.

Some people are always forgetful, and many of the bloodiness we have inherited have become barbaric in their eyes; Our elegance has become rustic in their eyes; Our bravery has become savage in their eyes; But there are some things that are still remembered. They simply don't understand the mood of the prodigal sons who have been in the village for decades after leaving their farm work and inviting a martial artist to teach the whole village how to practice martial arts and defeat the enemy. All this helplessness will only turn into pathos in their eyes to win sympathy.

Although there are only a few hundred people in the Feng family, they also belong to the big surname in Basa Town. The birth of the eldest son of the Feng family is a great event for the people of Abaca Town. Regarding the arrival of the eldest son of the Feng family, the reactions of various families were different. Those who were good with the Feng family began to prepare gifts, and those who were not good with the Feng family certainly did not have any good expressions. It is not a good thing for oneself that there are successors to the enemy.

Three dynasties wash the dust. On the third day of Feng Muyan's birth, the Feng family sent a bowl of chicken and ginger wine to every household in the village according to custom, announcing the arrival of the newborn to the men, women and children of the village. During these three days, all the families in the village sent food to the patriarch's family as much as they could, offering their hearts for the birth of the young patriarch. The elders of the neighboring villages also sent people to send their hearts, and everything seemed to be very harmonious.

Feng Siji and his wife Zhang Man can be said to have mixed feelings in the past three days. I am happy that I finally have offspring, and I am worried that my son is very abnormal, at least compared to other newborns. Except for being slapped on the buttocks and crying since I was born, it's been three days in a row, and the whole person is quiet. I don't cry when I'm hungry, I just look at you quietly. Lying alone on the cradle all day long, staring blankly at the beams of the house.

"Ji Lang, do you feel that your son seems to be full of worries? If it weren't for the fact that he was the meat that fell from my body, I really doubt that he was not my son. Zhang Man lay on the couch and looked at the child in a daze on the cradle, and couldn't help but feel sour. Every time I feed my child, I feel that my child is very resistant, doesn't he like me?

"Man'er, it's okay, my son, he must be different from other people's children." Feng Siji comforted his worried wife, but he was also worried about whether his son was really evil, should he ask a wizard for divination, or ask the Buddha? I heard that the Buddha from the west is quite spiritual, and the number of people who believe in Buddhism in Hepu has increased a lot recently.

Feng Muyan didn't hear his parents' worries, and still stared at the sky speechlessly, trying to convince himself to accept everything that was now incredible. Maybe it's a dream, and I really became a person from another world with my memories. Zhuang Zhou's dream? Butterfly Dream Village? He really didn't want to believe all this, so he was stupid for three days. I don't cry or make trouble, and I resist even breastfeeding.

Time flies, and a month has passed in a flash. Today, Feng Muyan is full moon. The full moon is an important day for the newborn child, proving that he has begun to officially appear in front of outsiders, and has begun to have a name in this world.

A month is enough time to put down a lot of things. Yesterday's events cannot be traced, although there are too many unsatisfactory in life, but life still has to go on. If you come, you will be safe, and Feng Muyan began to accept his identity. After a month's time, Feng Muyan had already determined that there was no such thing as an immortal in this world, nor was it a world of fighting spirit, and he was also dead.

This world is not fantasy, not Xianxia, and not a wilderness; It's just an ordinary antiquity. He had no hope of going back to the way he was, so he could only remain silent. But there are still things to be happy about, no matter what, this life can be regarded as a second generation. Although it is the second generation of the family, at least it seems that the family still has some status and wealth. Hundreds of people in the village listened to his father's words, how could it be better than the previous life!

Relieved, Feng Muyan began to gradually accept this identity, making his behavior look more like a child. His change finally put Feng Siji and his wife at ease, and it seems that his son is still normal.

The ancestral hall of the Feng family, a three-hall tile house, is not big, but it looks very sacred. Not only is the whole house the best decoration and the best location in the village, but even the materials used to build the house are carefully prepared. The entire ancestral hall has been built for more than 100 years, but it still looks very strong.

Today, many people came to the ancestral hall of the Feng family, and more than ten people of different ages were sitting in the hall, and each of them had one or two descendants behind them. The clothes are relatively simple, and at a glance, you can tell that it is not a big family. These people are the old patriarchs of the neighboring villages who came to participate in Feng Junyan's full moon wine, although they are dressed as farmers, but everyone present can see the deliberately concealed evil aura on their faces, and they look like they have killed people and seen blood.

"Thank you for coming to participate in the children's full moon wine today, and I hope to thank you all here." Feng Siji, as the host, came out first and thanked the people present.

Today's people are all relatives and friends who are close to the Feng family, and everyone also refuses when they see that the host is so polite.

"In the north (Feng Siji, the word is in the north) this word should not be mentioned again, today's virtuous nephew is full of moon, it is the time of joy, all of you are relatives and friends, why are you so polite." Speaking alone, twenty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a brown shirt and being capable, this person is Feng Siji's world friend, Liu Nianqi, the word is in Qing. As soon as Liu Nianqi's words came out, they said yes one after another.

Seeing that everyone was like this, Feng Siji also began to greet everyone after greeting everyone. In the courtyard of the Feng family, Zhang Man also came out of the room with Feng Muyan in his arms, and talked about the shortcomings of the family with the daughters of the Feng family today. Zhang Man was surrounded by several women, and the leader was Liu Nianqi's wife, Song Hua, who was six months pregnant. Song Hua is a few years younger than Zhang Man, just in his early eighteenth, and only married Liu Nianqi, an older young man, this year, and became pregnant in less than half a year after marriage, but he was envious of others.

"Sister, I became a man in one fell swoop, and now I finally put my mind at ease, and I should rest assured if I want to come to the old man's house." Song Hua looked at the child in Zhang Man's arms with envy, and couldn't help touching his belly: I don't know if the belly is male or female, I hope it will be a boy like my sister, and I will forget about Zaiqing's heart.

Zhang Man saw Song Hua talking like this and understood what Song Hua meant, the old lady of the Liu family was the same as the one in her own family, she wanted a grandson and couldn't help but start to comfort her: "My sister is relieved, my sister is young, and she has a child just half a year after marriage, how many people can't envy her." Even if it's a girl in the belly, just give birth to a few more, do you dare to rebel against the sky? ”

When Song Hua heard Zhang Man's words, he was also relieved. The sister of the Zhang family has been married for many years, and only got a man in one fell swoop this year. Although the old woman had many complaints, Feng Siji did not dare to welcome newcomers into the door over the years, and this way of being a husband was not high. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but start asking about the way to tame my husband, Zhang Man put Feng Siji's obedience to this matter in the current society where men are inferior to women, but scorpions are the only one, and for a while, the surrounding female relatives were all around. Without saying a few words, everyone present laughed, and they all thought it was true.

With the arrival of the auspicious time, Feng Muyan was also carried from the delivery room to the ancestral hall. And Feng Siji and Liu Nianqi, who were chatting happily in the ancestral hall, shivered, as if something terrible was coming.

After a solemn but simple worship ceremony, everyone turned around and came out one after another, and stepped forward to tease Feng Muyan, who had just opened his face.

"In the north, the virtuous nephew is already full moon today, can he have a name?" Liu Nianqi looked at Feng Muyan (who was speechless) with deep eyes in his arms, and he also liked this sensible child in his heart, so he asked very formally.

"After discussing with Man'er, I asked Ah Mu to name Junyan. I hope it can be a humble gentleman and be as strong as a rock. Feng Siji thought for a moment and said.

"In the north, why is that? Have you forgotten our aspirations? When Liu Nianqi heard this, not only did he not show a happy expression, but his eyes widened, and he stared at Feng Siji as if he had been betrayed. Although everyone here was not as direct as Liu Nianqi, they all looked at Feng Siji with different eyes, wanting to get an answer from him.

"It's been hundreds of years, in Qing. Feng Siji handed Feng Junyan to the people who were waiting behind him, sighed and said slowly: We have been here for nearly two hundred years, and we are already the seventh generation, but we still don't know if we can go back.

Last year, news came that it had been occupied by Rong Di several years ago, and it was no longer a place for us Han people. And those Rong Di founded the country as a bird in their hometown, treating us Han people as two-legged sheep, and after a big war, tens of millions of Han people became Rong Di's rations. What's even more pitiful is that my Han family woman was humiliated when she was born and eaten meat after death, how can we have such a thing for thousands of years? What are we going to do in such a place of shame? Where do you go back and be tortured by your conscience? ”

After listening to Feng Siji's words, everyone stopped talking, their faces became hideous, and their eyes were red. They had heard all of these news, and they heard that Rong Di treated the Han people as two-legged sheep, and he wanted to eat Rong Di and eat meat and bed, but in the end, he could only endure the anger in his heart and turn everything into an unwilling shame.

"The land of the ancestors was herded by Rong Di and herded the horses, and the land of the Yanhuang Mausoleum was occupied by Yi Di, are the princes of the court so indifferent?" An old man in his sixties here couldn't help but question out loud after listening to Feng Siji's words, even though he knew the result.

"The Imperial Court? The court and the court are busy cultivating themselves, where does the Qi family have the time to take care of these little things. After the rebellion of the Eight Kings, he retreated again and again, what did he say about crossing the south in clothes, and now the north of the Yellow River is in the hands of the enemy, and the ancestral mausoleum is full of cow and horse dung, but there is a person who speaks? Those big families, one by one, are fighting for the tiger! We are no longer the big men who will be punished even if they are far away.

Look at how many of us still remember our original thoughts, and how many of us want to go back to that place. It has been nearly a thousand years since the First Emperor opened the territory, and how many men of Great Qin have been lying here forever, and until now we are still killing you and me with the natives. But do all these high-ranking old men care? We shed blood and tears here, and we are carving out territory with a knife and a gun, but what are we in their eyes? It's just a wandering people in the land of the Southern Barbarians. A word from them can leave us dead without a whole corpse, when did the princes of Gon care about the lives of our little people!

Now that the ancestral lands of our Yanhuang Miao descendants have been lost, do we still need to go back? Here is our home, our ancestral shrine is here, our ancestors shed blood and sweat here, and buried their bones here in the green mountains. The affairs of the Central Plains have their own high-ranking gentlemen to worry about, and we don't have to take care of those things, and it is not our turn to take care of them.

Besides, isn't this our home? Who said that only the Central Plains is our home? For thousands of years, the reason why we people wanted to go back was just to fulfill the wish of our ancestors. Now that there is no way to fulfill it, it is better to regard the wish of the ancestors as a good wish. The only thing we miss is the glory of our ancestors, and now I'm tired and don't want to go back. ”

Feng Siji said as he spoke, but his eyes couldn't help turning red, and he lowered his head unwillingly, everyone knew that this was not his heart, but no one could blame him.

"You bastard, how can you give up so easily as a husband, how can you forget the glory of your ancestors, how can you give up your ancestors' wishes like this." After all, Liu Nianqi, who was the closest to Feng Siji and was younger, couldn't help but stand up first. The angry Liu Nianqi grabbed the clothes on Feng Siji's chest with both hands, and the whole person was so angry that he almost lifted Feng Siji's whole person, his face was hideous, his hands were bruised, and he questioned the traitor in front of him.

"Have you forgotten? Back then, we said that we would run horses together in Guanzhong, go to see Chang'an and Luoyang in the Nine Palaces together, go to the Anxi Protectorate to see Emperor Xuan's Dinghu Monument, go to Wolf Feng Wolf Mountain to see Huo Huqi and seal Wolf Juxu, and go together to pay tribute to the glory of our ancestors, have you forgotten these? You bastard! And you, you guys, have you forgotten how you swore in the first place? You bastards! ”

Liu Nianqi's questioning voice became louder and louder, and the movements in his hands became more and more rude, and he kicked the case in front of him with one kick, causing the dishes, chopsticks, wine and meat on the case to be scattered on the ground, and even the people in the distance were attracted by the sudden shock here, and they all looked at the inner hall. On weekdays, the people who say the same thing are silent under Liu Nianqi's questioning, no one knows how to face Liu Nianqi's questioning, and with Liu Nianqi, the people present also have different mentalities, and their faces are deep and different, and they bow their heads in shame.

When Liu Nianqi saw this scene, he was even more angry in his heart.

"You traitors, you have forgotten the glory of your ancestors, you have betrayed the will of your ancestors, and you have forgotten the oath of your youth in just over ten years, are you worthy of your ancestors and your name? I, Liu Nianqi, am ashamed to be with you. ”

"In Qing, that's enough." Feng Siji grabbed Liu Nianqi, who wanted to leave the table, and pressed him the seat with both hands.

"Which of us here is a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death? Who doesn't have dozens of lives in their hands? But what if we don't hesitate to die? Your Majesty and the court and all the princes are powerless, so what can we do? Everyone here has wives and children, but they just don't want to die in vain. If he returns to the Central Plains in the north, how can we pity this seven-foot body. Feng Siji held Liu Nianqi's hand tightly, as if explaining to Liu Nianqi, and as if telling everyone present to be vigilant and alert himself, he said lightly: "We just put everything in our hearts, and wait for the opportunity to ignite our blood again." ”

Liu Nianqi looked at the people with their heads bowed with red eyes, and then looked at the world friends who were biting their lips. Yes, the princes of the court don't care, what can they do with these despicable little people? For a while, everyone here couldn't help but raise their heads to look at the far north, and was silent for a long time. It's a pity that after a long silence, the angry Liu Nianqi finally lowered his unyielding head unwillingly, and the whole person collapsed on the ground weakly, covering his face helplessly with his hands.

"That's right, it's our hometown." It's just that after saying this, my heart was filled with bitterness for no reason. yes, isn't that what your hometown is?

The originally festive full moon wine was interrupted for no reason. The whole scene also became gloomy, and the banquet connected by the people present was also not interested, and they hurriedly drank a few glasses of light wine and left the table, leaving only Feng Junyan, who had just changed his name in his arms, looking at the two inexplicable men Feng Siji and Liu Nianqi who were left behind, confused. Feng Junyan, who was new to the city, couldn't understand it at all: what is that place, isn't this hometown, where is it? What the hell is 300 years!

Today is a very important day, Feng Junyan is one year old. It's just that the home that has always been lively is extremely deserted today, and even the whole village seems to be solemn, and there is no Qingning in the past.

The courtyard of the Feng family was busy early today, and Sister Yan, who took care of Feng Junyan, put on new clothes for him, dressed the whole person in pink and pink, and sat in the ancestral hall waiting for the arrival of the auspicious time. The auspicious time finally came, and the courtyard was once again full of people, the only difference was that the last time it was a man standing here, and now it is indeed the same men and women who are standing here. Feng Junyan hasn't seen his father for half a year, and the only thing that has accompanied him every day for the past six months is the bright and capable mother who frowns from time to time.

Twelve things have already been placed on the ground, such as pens, ink, books, inkstones, seals, swords, bows, money, silk, cakes, bamboo horses, and lychees. It is said that Feng Junyan's family is a small family, and they are not qualified to hold such a grand ceremony, but under the requirements of the Li family, it is still like a big family.

The women present looked intently at Feng Junyan on the ground, in the past six months, the dead-hearted Feng Junyan has gradually felt the hostility of this world, and the place where he lives is not peaceful and prosperous. In Zhang Man's encouraging eyes, Feng Junyan crawled his young body and held everything in his arms, which amazed the people present and praised the Feng family for having a good heir.

It's just that the women here, no matter how happy they laugh, can hide the worry in the depths of their eyes. Zhang Man, as the wife of Feng Siji, the nearby principal, of course, has to take on more important responsibilities and comfort these female dependents in the rear. It's just that his husband still missed Jun'er's first birthday after all, if he knew that Jun'er was so smart, he would definitely be pleased with Jun'er's cleverness.

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