Every inch of mountains and rivers is golden, every inch of acacia is every inch of gray.

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February 1127 A.D. The spring cold is expected to be steep, the full-term moon has not had a day of good weather, the peach branches outside Bianjing City have not had a trace of tender shoots, the sorrow is all over the field, the gods cover their ears, the wind is mixed with gloomy clouds rolling and whistling, the frost and snow cover the wilderness, but the cold can not cover the smell of blood in a city.

Bianjing City is broken.

More than 3,000 people were captured by the two sects of Huiqin and the ministers of the clan, and the people were innumerable in slaves, tens of thousands of female prisoners, the jewelry houses were damaged, the corpses were stacked on the walls, and the snow was blood-colored.

The Northern Song Dynasty thus perished.

Since the crape myrtle blossoms in April have been until the Double Ninth Festival, barely arrived in Yanjing, Huizong Zhao Ji has been tired and difficult to rely on, the cardinal king Zhao Su is with him, father and son are worried about each other, since the beginning of Liujia Temple, Yifu, Renfu, Xianfu three emperors were ravaged to death, and it is rumored that the first batch of more than 3,400 women who set off from Qingchengzhai to Beijing is only half left. The emperor, who was frightened as soon as he heard that the Jin army had arrived in the city, could not imagine what would be waiting for him when he arrived in Shangjing.

Jin Ren was rude and arrogant all the way, doing whatever he wanted, Xin Wang Zhao Zhi closed his ears, just walked quietly, the tears of the young man in the weak crown had already flowed with the humiliation of his mother and sister, Lin Yinshu leaned close to his cousin, she was dressed as a boy, a miserable little white face was covered with stains, at the beginning of the year, her mother Lin Zheng passed away, she followed her father into the palace to meet her mother's sister Zheng Guifei, but she never had a chance to go out.

Her father died in front of King Xin's mansion when the city was broken, and she stood in the cloister at that time, and saw her father standing at the door desperately holding on to the heavy iron door, but the door slowly pushed open, and the twilight gradually expanded, and a heavy silhouette appeared. Her father turned his head to look at her at the last moment, and before she could see his father's expression clearly, several spears pierced through the body of Zhaode Hou Lin Suge.

Lin Yinshu couldn't even scream, she was so frightened that she lost consciousness in an instant.

When Lin Yinshu woke up, he was locked up in the firewood room with his cousin Zhao Zhi, and he didn't know when he changed into men's clothes. The Jin people were busy carrying jewelry treasures, and asked for the nobles of the palace according to the golden images, and Lin Yinshu was not among them, so he barely escaped.

She remembered her father's tragic situation, and her heart was filled with grief, only to cry, Zhao Zhi hurriedly covered her mouth, and said in a low voice, you are a man now, how can you be a daughter and a coquettish, do you want your uncle to go without worry!

Lin Yinshu's heart was shocked, he already understood what Zhao Zhi said, and he didn't dare to say anything more, but tears still flowed down the corners of his eyes and fingers, although he bit his lips, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Zhao Zhi couldn't bear it, turned his head, and through the wooden window, the sky was getting dark, and the gray night light shrouded the palace. He knew that this day would come sooner or later, but the blood and tears were washed, and it seemed to be in a hurry, his heart was tugging, his temples were beating suddenly, and four words came out of his mind.

The country is ruined.

April 2011. Hospital.

Janeway opened and closed her eyes, her back was stiff, there was an inappropriate numbness, the air conditioning in the room was extremely low, but she saw that the doctor's forehead was sweating.

She could clearly hear the sound of a scalpel cutting through the skin, and she felt a little strange in her heart, hadn't it already been sewn up.

The doctor was still very young, and his hand with the hemostat turned pale in the light, he hesitated for a while, then turned his head and called the nurse: "Go and ask Professor Xia to come over." It's over, adding: "Be quick!" ”

Professor Xia is the Chief Physician of the Department of Surgery.

Her body still didn't feel it, as if there was liquid bubbling out, like a spring stream, but she gradually calmed down.

In a trance, Su Zhe's appearance flashed through her mind, and she sighed almost with satisfaction in her heart, Su Zhe, this kidney I gave you, you will never forget me in your life.

A.D. 1139, April.

I don't know how long I was in a coma, it seemed like centuries had passed, and Janeway felt so painful and numb in her body. The mind was a mess, as if there were countless consciousnesses surging with each other, and I couldn't concentrate at all.

The biting coldness is like being in an ice cellar, and there is no temperature even in the heart, liver, spleen and lungs. She tried to open her eyes, but their eyelids were heavy and it was dark everywhere. She wondered if she was dreaming.

Janeway steadied herself and remembered that she should be on the operating table, doing a kidney transplant.

Before promising Su Zhe, she once cried and said to him, maybe I will die.

His voice was ethereal and cold on the phone, and maybe not.

She went to the university she used to be, and the school lover avenue was still so long, and she walked exhausted, like a dehydrated fish. She should have been like all young girls, smiling like a flower and warming the world.

The beauty of the history department even smiles with a bit of classical. Many years ago, Su Zhe saw her at the school dance and said so.

He stood in the rotunda, describing himself as beautiful and elegant.

He had come on a business trip to visit one of his girlfriends at the university. The girl was fashionable and lively, and she walked around the ball like a kingfisher.

Janeway and he looked at each other in the crowd, as if they had known each other for many years.

Su Zhe never knew that she didn't agree to save his sister, but because she herself only had one kidney.

There was an abrupt commotion. Janeway opened her eyes suddenly.

The sun was shining brightly, Jane Wei squinted her eyes uncomfortably, and there was a commotion in her ears, and in the midst of the noise, she heard a casual voice: "Who put the person here." ”

Another somewhat hoarse voice replied: "General Qiyu, hunting earlier, they met the snow on the edge of the cliff and found this woman, who looked like a fleeing Song prisoner, so they brought it back." Later, he added: "Looking at the dress, she looks like a clan girl." ”

The sky is clear, the air is sweet and fresh, this is not a hospital, where is this?

Janeway's mind slowly floated some trivial bits that didn't belong to her.

Those fragments came from Lin Yinshu's body, the girl who had already died in the cold winter nine years ago.

In the fourth year of Jingkang (note: in 1130 AD, the Northern Song Dynasty had fallen in the first year of Jingkang, but Lin Yinshu had been chronicling the time of the Northern Song Dynasty in his heart), Jin Taizong was requested by Wanyan Zongbi to order Huizong's six daughters to give the children of the Jin family as concubines.

Zhao Ji knelt on the ground, the weather in June was trembling, he finished writing the thanksgiving table, the beautiful thin gold body had completely gone out, the chirping of sparrows could be heard outside the house, and the lining room was exceptionally quiet, looking around, only Concubine Qiao knelt on the corner of the table and silently wiped her tears.

Later, Lin Yin sat on the kang in full costume, and the makeup was instantly gelatinized by tears.

There was a knock on the door, and she raised her teary-eyed face and called out in a hoarse voice: "Cousin......"

Zhao Zhi had a pair of red eyes and only said, "Are you stupid?" You save that Zhao Yun, have you ever thought about yourself for half a point, the Jin people are tyrannical and cruel, you ......" He couldn't say any more.

Lin Yin Shu got up and walked over slowly, her tears slowly dried up, she stood in front of Zhao Zhi, carefully looked at such a heroic and sad face, and answered word by word for a while: "Under the nest, how can there be no eggs, Yin Shu's life was saved by his cousin, in this life, except for his cousin, Yin Shu will not marry anyone." ”

She gently hugged Zhao Zhi.

Zhao Zhi will never know what Zhao Yun said to her in the back hall, she already knew that she was a daughter, if she didn't want to replace her, everyone would burn everything, she would tell Jin Ren how Zhao Zhi deceived the king with the false.

After that, Taizong fell ill and entered the palace until the end of October. On the day of the road, the carriage was covered with a thick blanket and a small stove was burning, and the cool air still seeped in from all sides, Lin Yinshu's only impression of the northern country was that it was cold, cold to the bones.

Halfway through the carriage, Lin Yinshu slowly pulled out the bead hairpin on the top of his head, opened the door curtain, and stabbed deeply into the horse's back at the moment of pounce, and the horse was in pain and ran out frantically.

The guards who were driving quickly fell, and Lin Yinshu, together with the rushing car, fell down the cliff full of deep snow, and the snow on it, in the vibration, rolled and collapsed, and in an instant, everything disappeared......

Janeway smiled bitterly, so, is her soul in another body now? A thousand-year-old body. A body that still has some strong memories of its original owner.

Then, this oneself is not considered to be a resurrection of the soul.