The 'corpse' was very unhappy, this barbarian was more gluttonous than he was, roasted so many sheep, and was stunned that there was not a single scrap of meat left, and the bone sticks that were thrown on the ground were so clean that they could slip flies.

The night was deep, the whole camp had fallen into a deep sleep, the soldiers who watched the night were loose and irresponsible, and the more the 'corpse' wandered around, the more relaxed it became, and with his keen senses and excellent reflexes, it was almost impossible to be unguarded and not at all afraid of being discovered; While relaxing, he became more and more unwilling: if he couldn't find ready-made good meat, he could find the barbarian's sheepfold. The 'carcass' had already begun to ponder, and it was really impossible to steal a sheep and go back to roast it himself...... In that case, it is not enough to steal sheep, but also to steal flints, firewood, and quick knives to relieve sheep, and it is better to find salt and spices that the barbarians use to flavor them.

He was very meticulous, and at the same time, a little surprise rose in his heart: the 'corpse' was surprised that he was in his current 'state', and he was not nervous at all when he was a thief, as if he was walking in his yard, could it be that he was a snitch before? This is reasonable, with his own skills, it is indeed a pity not to be a thief.

Laughing while thinking about walking, these days, the 'corpse' has gradually learned more about himself, in addition to the body, the most satisfying thing for him is that he should be an optimistic person, this is his surname, and the memory is not directly related, since waking up to the present, although the environment is difficult, he can always laugh, so good.

The camp is too big, it is much more difficult to find sheep than to find people, the 'corpse' can never get what he wants, his stomach is so hungry that he has a little cramp, the fairy medicine 'not hungry' is only one and a half, and the 'corpse' knows that there is food in this camp, how can he be willing to eat such a precious pill again.

In the blink of an eye, most of the night passed, and the sky was almost dawn, and the 'corpse' found neither meat nor sheep, and the only gain was to steal a long and a short knife from a tent, but the knives could not be eaten, and he was so hungry that even the saliva in his mouth was bitter, and he did not dare to be delusional anymore, thinking that even if he found a piece of bread, he could not come in vain, right? Unexpectedly, at this time, I suddenly smelled a smell of barbecue.

It was not the meat being roasted, but the aroma of the meat that had already been roasted and cold...... the five senses of the 'corpse' were extremely acute, and among them, the best sense of smell was the best, and the best hound blushed when he saw it.

The 'corpse' was overjoyed, and he could probably imagine that someone had brought the barbecue from dinner back to his lodgings, and after the aroma he came to a tent not far away. After pausing for a moment, listening to the slightest movement inside, he reached out and picked up the door curtain, and stepped into it in a flash.

He had entered the barbarians' tents several times before, and the sandmen were tired from the day, and they slept so deeply at night that they did not notice anyone entering. The corpse' moves more briskly than a tanuki, and he is confident that he won't wake anyone.

Two people lay in the tent.

…… The life of the sand people was already hard, and the Baiyin clan was far away from home to find another habitat, so it was naturally more difficult to live, eating meat was definitely a luxury for them, and the sand king saw that everyone's migration for more than ten days in a row was too hard, so in order to boost morale, he ordered the whole clan to let everyone have a good meal.

If it's enjoyment, how can there be anything left? Moreover, Bai Yin is united and humble internally, and the barbecue is not enough to eat, and no one will sneak around and hide a piece for himself. In the huge camp, among the tens of thousands of barbarians, only one piece of barbecue meat was preserved—a snack that the porcelain doll hid in its sleeve and brought back.

The 'corpse' movement is so light that it doesn't wake anyone, but what if someone isn't asleep yet?

Xie Zimiao couldn't sleep.

was already mentally weak and had poor sleep, but today she got another shocking news, how could she still sleep peacefully? Lying on the blanket and thinking about where he went; wondering if he would leave the wasteland safely; wonder if he will magically save himself out of thin air like he did when they first met; If we could see each other again, what would I say to him, and what would he say to me?

Although she couldn't sleep, she also closed her eyes, and the 'corpse' did not make the slightest sound before and after it was recorded, and the porcelain doll did not notice anything abnormal.

But after a while, she felt that something was wrong, not to hear, not to see anything. It's hard to describe it in words, it's just the purest and most primitive feeling, Xie Zimiao's ears were silent, but she just felt that there was something more in the tent.

She continued to breathe steadily, gently and gently lifting her eyelids, only to see a figure tiptoe to the corner of the tent and reach for the barbecue she had stolen.

A thief who steals meat? Xie Zimiao wasn't so scared, but he just felt strange, how did this person know that I had meat?

Before she could think anything more, the 'corpse' was already on her feet.

It was very dark in the tent, and with Xie Zimiao's eyesight, he couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, but the general outline could still be seen clearly, and the figure of that person was ...... How familiar it was, how could she not recognize it!

In an instant, Xie Zimiao was stunned for a moment. For a whole night, everything he thought about was related to him, and even a moment ago he was still thinking about how to greet him when he met again, but now that he really saw it, the porcelain doll became a blank from his mind to his heart, and all his limbs and bones were exerting force, but he didn't seem to be able to exert any strength.

Is it a prank by God or is he specifically joking? How did he find me...... He's not looking for me? Is it really here to steal meat?

Excitement and surprise turned into wonder and doubt, Xie Zimiao looked at Song Yang, took a piece of barbecue and walked out happily and sneakily.

The 'corpse' is almost happy now, satisfied with the barbecue, thinking that he will make a mark for the tent later, the family likes to hide meat, and he will come again tomorrow night, maybe he can find something delicious, he reached out and opened the curtain, still did not make a sound, and was about to step away, but he didn't expect a sudden voice from behind him: "You... Don't go yet. ”

The voice was very soft and low, with a little crying and a little shaking.

The 'corpse' was startled, it was not a wonderful thing to be caught as a thief, not to mention that he was in the barbarian camp, and he was about to run away, but his body moved, and he forcibly held back...... The other party spoke Chinese, and he understood. He came for the meat, and he didn't care if the tent was a fairy or a rakshasa living in the tent, so he didn't go to look at the master's house carefully after coming in, so he naturally didn't know that there were Han people living here.

He stopped just because everyone spoke Chinese and could communicate, at least he had to figure out where he was now...... 'corpse' took a deep breath and walked back, and what caught his eye was a slender girl with fair skin and delicate facial features like a porcelain doll.

The 'corpse' lowered his voice and said in a stern tone: "You must not shout, or you will ...... Huh? Huh? Before he could say cruel words to scare people, the porcelain doll got up, and couldn't tell whether she was laughing or crying, so she stepped forward and hugged her hard.

Just now, I was still a little apprehensive when I just looked at the shape of the porcelain doll, but now that I heard the voice, I was very sure that I would never recognize the wrong person. It's really like a dream, first seeing a shadow, and then hearing him speak, Xie Zimiao stretched out his hand forward, but he didn't actually want to hug him, but he couldn't help but want to touch him to see if he really existed, but after his hands stretched out, 'touching' naturally turned into a full hug.

The 'corpse' was dumbfounded, and it was not easy to move when it was held by the porcelain doll, so it could only stand in place with the barbecue held high, feeling that the other party was quite enthusiastic...... Soon, the porcelain doll laughed, let go of Song Yang and was about to say something, but he didn't expect the class adults who were sleeping not far away to be awakened by them.

The old man, whose sleep is not as strong as that of the young man, woke up at the slightest movement, and the class master was groggy, and when he saw an extra person in the tent in a trance, he didn't want to shout immediately: "There is a thief!" ”

The shouting was loud, the 'corpse' didn't dare to stay longer, broke away from the porcelain doll and turned his head and ran, Xie Zimiao couldn't stop Fu Laosi, she didn't think about it when she was angry, and turned around and gave the class a punch: "Don't shout!" ”

With the strength of the porcelain doll, the punch really didn't hurt at all, and the class had just woken up, half asleep and hazy plus old eyes were dizzy, and he didn't even see who hit him, he only knew that he was hurt or itchy all of a sudden, but the big officials in the life of the class were not in vain, and he immediately changed his words with a quick reaction, no longer shouting 'there is a thief' but roaring: "There are assassins!" ”

The porcelain doll didn't care about the old man, but Song Yang ran too fast, where could she catch up? The only thing that can be done is to lean over and grab the barbecue meat that Song Yang fell to the ground when he escaped, hurried to the outside of the tent, used all his strength, threw the meat at Song Yang, who had already run far away, and shouted: "Take this!" I know you, and I'll be back tomorrow night! ”

I don't know if the sentence 'I recognize you' played a role or the 'corpse' sacrificed his life, he deliberately paused, took the barbecue and glanced at Xie Zimiao deeply, nodded to her and fled quickly...... This shouting and running movement was not small, and the nearby barbarians were alarmed, and soon the camp was in chaos.

...... "It's Song Yang who came?" After dawn, the class sat in the cart and walked with the team, and the old face was full of surprise: "Why did you tell me now?" ”

After the 'assassination' of Lord Ban, there was chaos in the camp for a while, but the night before dawn was heavy, Song Yang was agile, and finally escaped, and the sand people failed to touch his shadow. The old man really didn't know anything at that time, and told the truth completely, and the sand king had to put things aside for the first time.

When Bai Yin set off to migrate north again, the porcelain doll told the truth.

In response to the question of the class master, the porcelain doll responded with a smile: "At that time, it was estimated that the sand king would come to ask, I think you don't know anything, but it is better." ”

Master Ban could understand what he meant to her, so he nodded first, and then looked at Xie Zimiao carefully: "Smile so sweetly?" I've never seen you like this before. ”

The old man's teasing, Xie Zimiao calmly responded: "He is not dead." I saw it alive last night, and now I can't help but be happy. As he spoke, the porcelain doll hugged the clay pot and poured a bowl of water for the old man with a little effort on the bumpy carriage and handed it over: "But Song Yang has something wrong, he doesn't remember you and me, it seems that something is wrong here." As he spoke, he reached out and tapped his forehead.

The class master was already wondering what happened last night, but when he heard the words, he suddenly realized: "His memory is no more?" So he touched in... Is it really a coincidence? ”

"I think it's providence." Xie Zimiao laughed again, she had been laughing and laughing since she learned that Song Yang was not dead last night, and her face was a little sour with a smile: "Before he fled, I shouted 'I know who you are', and asked him to come again tonight, he should come." As she spoke, she poked her head out of the car and looked out, of course she couldn't see where Song Yang was, but she knew that he must be following not far away.

Master Ban didn't know if it was okay, and after a while of silence, he slowly spoke, his tone was serious and concerned: "It's okay to lose your memory, it's a big deal that others will spend more time talking about the things and people he has forgotten, one by one, the key is... Is his brain bad? ”

Sneaking into the barbarian camp and stealing meat late at night doesn't look like a normal person's doing, the class master is afraid that Song Yang will be stupid, so he asked this question, but before Xie Zimiao could answer, he himself smiled with relief...... Yesterday, the Sand King had already carefully talked about the 'resurrection of the corpse', Song Yang disappeared from a distant place a few days away from here, and quietly appeared in the middle of the night last night.

If you are really a fool, how would you know to escape from the desert by tracking.

Master Ban sighed: "I guess I'm really hungry, no matter what I eat tonight, I'll leave him another one." ”

There is no need to ask for this weight at all, Xie Zimiao changed the topic: "I really didn't expect that you would care about Song Yang." ”

Master Ban raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "What do you say?" ”

Xie Zimiao smiled: "Do you still need to say it?" ”

There is a feud between Song Yang and the right prime minister. If it weren't for Song Yang's defeat of King Jing Ren Jiao, how could he be so depressed now that the Ban people are still living in the temple.

Ben-sama shook his head and fell silent. After a long while, he slowly exhaled a sullen breath: "How much do you know about Hu Chengxiao?" ”

The porcelain doll shook her head and responded: "I have no contact with Prime Minister Zuo, so I might as well be familiar with you." ”

"It doesn't matter, if you're not cooked, you're not cooked. Hu Chengxiao has nine hurdles in his brain, nine tricks in his heart, and nine bends in his intestines, and he is very shrewd and slippery, and he is not an easy character to deal with...... But he is a great loyal minister in his bones, putting aside his self-righteous scheming and bells and whistles, this person deserves four words: loyalty and patriotism. ”

The right prime minister talked about the left prime minister, although the tone was disdainful, but the evaluation was really not low, and followed his words: "Speaking of myself, I think I am also a good official, but I am different from the surname Hu, he is loyal and patriotic, but I am patriotic and loyal." The difference between the before and after, the difference in severity, is the difference between the two of us. He is more loyal than me, and I think I am more patriotic than him. ”

"He thinks that the world belongs to the emperor, but I think the emperor belongs to the world. Hu Chengxiao is an official, he is taking care of the world for the emperor, and I am just the opposite, I am an official to manage the emperor for the world. Master Ban turned his eyes to look at Xie Zimiao, and there was a rare hint of arrogance in the eyes of the faint old man: "What I said, can you understand?" ”

The Han family has been supreme since ancient times, and there has always been only the king in the world, when has the world bestowed the king, the words of the class are a little too shocking, the porcelain doll seems to understand or not, and asked tentatively: "Do you think Fenglong is not qualified enough, and you can't manage the world you value, so you link King Jing to launch a rebellion?" ”

Master Ban shook his head: "Although Feng Long is not as shrewd and capable as his father and grandfather, he is also decent, especially rare is that he has a soft and kind heart, when he fights the world, this kind of person is absolutely unacceptable, but when he guards the world, such a person may not be the blessing of the people, it can be regarded as the best choice, okay, I used to be angry that he was a fool, but I never felt that he was not qualified." ”

The porcelain doll was puzzled: "Do you think he is qualified enough, why do you want to participate in the murder of the monarch and the rebellion?" ”

When the problem landed, the class suddenly laughed, there was no unwillingness, no anger, and no grievances, but the simplest, I thought Xie Zimiao's statement was funny, so he made a gimmick: "If I say that I didn't kill the king, if I said that when the Mid-Autumn Festival happened, I only felt like others and only felt five thunders and was dumbfounded, would anyone believe it?" ”

The porcelain doll's eyes widened: "You didn't know in advance?" ”

"I don't know." Master Ban's smile remained unchanged, and he continued to shake his head: "Afterwards, I only said that Feng Long was dead, although there are many doubts about the emperor's death, but are these doubts serious?" What I want to protect is the world and Nanli, since the last emperor is dead, the top priority is to quickly help another one. I help King Jing only to ask for peace in the world. ”

The tragedy of the Mid-Autumn Festival parade of the Nanli royal family was all caused by King Jing's collusion with Yanding and his henchmen, and the important ministers of the court did not know about it, and the Ban people were no exception, and the old man who was not as outsiders thought also participated in the rebellion and murder of the king.

Ban didn't even know about King Jing's collusion with foreign enemies, and for a long time after the Mid-Autumn Festival, he only thought that the matter was a feud within the royal family.

But after being convicted, Lord Ban did not defend this, what is the use of saying it, whether he participated in the parade tragedy or not, it is obvious that he stands on the side of King Jing, and this article alone is enough.

King Jing is dead, and the right prime minister is over, and defeat is defeat.

As for why he wanted to help King Jing, Master Ban only hurriedly took it in two sentences, and did not explain it carefully, but to put it bluntly, it was very simple, but he had different views on saving the country and stabilizing the world, the old man chose what he thought was the most correct method, and regardless of whether he was right or wrong to help King Jing, it was right in terms of his original intention.

The parade tragedy happened, and Prime Minister Zuo was loyal to the king, so he would never compromise, and he must fight to the death with King Jing; The right prime minister was patriotic, and only hoped that the country could be stable as soon as possible, and elected King Jing, who had become powerful and almost unshakable at that time. There is no personal vendetta and there is not too much personal calculation, it is just the confrontation caused by political differences.

However, the most important Chang Chunhou in the peace of the rebellion, from beginning to end in this matter, he was constantly selfish, who had ever thought about what loyalty and patriotism, he only had two reasons: at the beginning, he wanted to help the future father-in-law; Later, he found out that this matter had a share of the swallow top, and he was even more energetic.

(To be continued)