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Wen Yanbo knew that Yun Zheng had said it more than once, and he had heard it more than once, and after hearing it a lot, it gave people a feeling of encouragement.

Yun Zheng was constantly cheering himself up, or he was constantly warning himself, warning himself not to cross the red line that could not be crossed at all, and Ye warned himself not to make the world chaotic because of his own selfishness.

This feeling is unreliable, this feeling is never reliable, no one is a saint, on the contrary, everyone is a beast.

Now that throne was dripping with pus and exuding a foul smell, which was a fatal temptation for every beast, especially for a large beast like Yun Zheng, who was very likely to touch that piece of rotten flesh, it was an incomparable temptation.

has been an official for many years, Wen Yanbo has seen countless pretentious people, but unfortunately, these people have all fallen in front of all kinds of temptations without exception.

Even a moral gentleman like Ouyang Xiu is still the same as the scandal of picking up ashes?

Everyone said that Ouyang Xiu was wronged, in Wen Yanbo's opinion, I am afraid that it may not be, Ouyang Xiu is an old Confucian, he has nothing to do and always does what he does with his niece and daughter-in-law, and he also writes fragrant words like "Wangjiangnan".

Jiangnan willow, Ye Xiao is not yin.

The artificial silk is light and forbearing, and the warbler is tender and tender.

Leave it for late spring.

In the 14th Five-Year Plan, I was looking for a pipa.

The hall is full of money, and the time to see each other has been attentive.

Not to mention to this day.

Is it really appropriate to write something like this to your niece? Even if Ouyang Xiu himself really didn't do anything immoral, just this one word is enough to prove that the old guy is not old-hearted!

Yun Zheng has never been a restrained person, this guy has never taken into account any etiquette when doing things. As long as he is happy, it will be all right.

Expecting a person like him to defeat his demons is not as effective as exerting pressure from external forces, Wen Yanbo never trusts others except himself, which is why he has been able to go so far in officialdom.

Whether the north wind is still howling or not. Spring is still unstoppable, Li Dongchu pulled up a clump of dead grass, carefully searched for the grass roots, and it didn't take much effort to find two whitish grass rhizomes, and put them in his mouth, sweet and silky.

It's the taste of spring.

Back on the horse. As far as the eye can see, the ice and snow on the shady side of the hills have not melted, and the grass on the sunny slope has begun to prepare to spit green, and there will be ten more days. The first hints of green will appear on the dry grass.

Hai Dongqing spread his wings and soared in the clear sky, he seemed to feel the breath of spring, flapped his wings twice, and then stood still, and naturally there was a rising air wave to hold him high.

Marmots came out of their burrows and stared blankly into the distance, and as long as Hai Dongqing's shadow passed overhead, they would burrow into the burrows in terror. It will take a long time before it slowly crawls out.

If it weren't for the occasional corpse in the dead grass, anyone would have thought that life had returned to this war-torn land.

Li Dongchu and the White Horse Army are dealing with the corpses in the west of Xijing City, as long as they see the corpses that have already smelled. They would need to bury him deeply, and if the corpses were left to the wild, there was a high risk of a plague outbreak in the spring.

Although this work is buried, Li Dongchu has nothing to complain about, the Jingxi Army has always been very optimistic about such things as the plague, when the predecessor of the Jingxi Army, the Wusheng Army, entered to suppress Nong Zhigao. It was by taking advantage of the plague that he took the fortified city at the mouth of the river.

What's more, going out of the city to bury the corpse this time is a major event for the whole army. The commander and the prison army were watching not far away, and no one could be underestimated.

So take advantage of the fact that the weather is not yet warm. Dispose of the corpses as soon as possible, so as not to wait for the displaced people to come.

The horses carried two baskets on their backs, which were filled with lime, and the corpses were pushed into a deep pit and then sprinkled with lime to bury them, which was considered to be a complete process.

"I didn't expect the war to be so tragic!" Chen Lin rode a horse and walked among the corpses, and sighed to Yun Zheng, who was walking together.

Yun Zheng shook his head and said: "The battle has actually not been fierce since the Liao people broke through the fifth line of defense, you look at these people, they don't have many external injuries on their bodies, but there is blood on their mouths and noses, they didn't die fighting with us, they were tired to death after running here in one breath from Xijing City."

Even if you are tired and don't die, after running wild in the cold weather, you suddenly rest, and it is not easy to survive under the combination of cold and hot yin and yang. ”

"According to Su Xun's estimate, there are the most corpses in the west, he said that there should be no less than 150,000, and 100,000 people still fled into the wasteland, you used to say that at least 5,000 people returned to Zhongjing, and the old man thought that you were deliberately exaggerating the military merits, but not to mention it in the case of the great victory of the army.

Now it seems that what you said is right, I am afraid that you have to say more about the 5,000 people who fled back to Zhongjing, after all, the three generals Li Dongchu, Han Niu, and Zhao Yang chased out two hundred miles by biting the tail of the Liao people.

Even if those Liao people escaped the pursuit of the three generals, it would be difficult for them to rely on their legs to get out of this thousand-mile wasteland. ”

Yun Zheng said with a smile: "You should never underestimate people's pursuit of survival, as long as his ** to live is strong enough, they will create miracles one by one." ”

Chen Lin said with a smile: "The old man saw why human life is so fragile and helpless. ”

"Because there are very few true warriors in Tokyo, it is very difficult to see the tenacity and tenacity of life if you have lived in a city that has been soaked in fat powder for a long time."

"So, Yun Hou has a unique opinion on this aspect?"

"That's natural, my duty is to study how to take people's lives, but Xi Guyun has said that the wisdom used to kill people is not real wisdom, and these days I think what the dead stubborn old man said is very correct.

It is not easy for a young child to grow into a strong man, it takes at least 18 years, but it only takes a knife to destroy a strong man, and it doesn't even take the time of a cup of tea, so it is far more difficult to create life than to destroy life. ”

Chen Lin pointed to the corpse that almost spread to the sky, and smiled: "These are just merits. ”

Yun Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "I also want to think like you, but since I started learning calligraphy, what I have learned does not allow me to have such an opinion, even if it is hypocritical and sad, I must not have such an idea of killing a thousand knives." ”

Chen Lin smiled like a night owl: "So the old man is the one who really deserves a thousand knives?" ”

"Things hurt their kinds, Qiu Ming is also sad, this is a correct state of mind."

Why comfort yourself so hypocritically? Don't you know that the entire Great Song Dynasty is now singing praises for your great cause of killing? ”

"Comfort yourself for the next more comfortable killing, this is human nature!" Yun Zheng finally replied to Chen Lin and knocked on the stomach of the big green horse, and the war horse began to jog, Chen Lin saw that Yun Zheng was unwilling to discuss the issue of killing with him again, a little lost, it was difficult to have the opportunity to exchange views with Yun Zheng in such depth, but Yun Zheng hurriedly avoided it, he seemed to dislike to communicate with others very much, even when he was the most enthusiastic, Yun Zheng's heart always seemed to have a barrier separating him from the real world.

Sometimes Yun Zheng will say some novel truths, these truths are not the same as those that Chen Lin knows, and even the truths that everyone knows like Wang Anshi, he is as clear as a firefly in the dark night in the world.

Chen Lin thought that as long as he could walk to the back of the barrier in Yun Zheng's heart, he might be able to clearly know what kind of person he was.

Now the whole world is listening to his words, as long as he gives an order, the silent heaven and earth will immediately be filled with the roar of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, and there is no room for other sounds.

This is the power of the victors!

Yun Zheng stretched out his right arm, and a majestic Hai Dongqing immediately rushed straight down from the sky, hovered in the low air, and stood accurately on Yun Zheng's arm, with two strong and powerful claws firmly buckled in the gap between Yun Zheng's armor.

Since Hai Dongqing has been called down, the reward is inevitable, Hai Dongqing has already stared at Yun Zheng's left hand firmly with his yellow eyes, waiting to accept his food.

A strip of blistered dried meat soon entered the eagle's belly, and he still dissatisfied, let out a dull gurgling sound from his throat to indicate that he had not eaten enough.

Whose house feeds the eagle will feed it completely? Yun Zheng shook his arm, and the Hai Dongqing flew into the sky again with the help of Yun Zheng's arm.

After a while, that Hai Dongqing caught a huge vole and threw it in front of Yun Zheng's war horse, as a reward for eating Yun Zheng's dried meat just now.

For a whole day, the Song army, who was burying the corpses of the Liao people in the wasteland, all saw their boss playing with the two Haidongqing in the sky for a day.

Sometimes Da Shuai would throw a small wooden stick into the sky, and then wait for Hai Dongqing to catch it from the air and send it back.

This is similar to walking a dog, at least that's what Yun Zheng thinks.

The sunset in the shape of cotton wool on the horizon proves that the next few days will be sunny and good, such good weather is most suitable for the melting of icebergs, the most suitable for the budding of plants and trees, and the most suitable for marching thousands of miles, but it is not suitable for continuing to kill, because there is too much red between heaven and earth, too much.

Yun Zheng likes to be with Hai Dongqing or Da Qingma the most, as long as they are in Yun Zheng, they will not feel lonely, the longer they spend with people, the more he likes to get along with wild beasts, at least there, whether it is eating or being eaten, it is only related to whether the stomach is hungry or not, and there is no half-dime relationship with any other human etiquette.

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