As far as the eye can see, there are no towers, no gunpowder smoke in the sky, and no running war horses.

Wei Ming looked at the tall and low mounds, bare trees, and dry ponds, and grabbed the loess at hand and lifted it up.

The loess turned into fine dust and was kneaded into the wind.

After three days, he finally understood one thing, Wei Ming, the prince and master who died on the battlefield, was really dead, and Wei Muzi, a ten-year-old boy who was hungry and poorly clothed, came back to life.

Does God think that he was conscientious in his last life, ate and dressed hard, and sacrificed his life for the country, but what he did was not enough?

Wei Ming closed his eyes, and the situation before his death could always come to mind-

It was the midwinter of the eleventh year of Dingxing, and it was the seventh year that he was born as a civil servant and led the army in an iron cavalry.

Kaifeng dripping into ice, the people all said that since the Daxing Dynasty retreated to the south of the Yangtze River, Kaifeng was as cold as a year, and this year he led the troops to recover, and he has begun to see a warm-up.

But he still felt cold, the cold seemed to be able to penetrate directly into the bones and blood through the flesh, the wound on his back seemed to be frozen to crack, the knife wound three months ago finally had a chance to release his power, and he knew that he had little life left.

Forty-six years old, neither too much nor too little, no matter how much there is, it will be empty.

"Governor! Don't sleep! After surviving this night, the imperial doctor sent by Jinling will arrive! ”

Jinling left the seal, too far away, can't wait......

But he still managed to stand up, sat quietly for a long time, and someone put on a big hat for him, and staggered out of the tent.

"Governor, ......it's cold outside," he raised his hand to stop what he hadn't finished.

Opened the external tent, the wind and snow hit him head-on, he could stand, and the white world was in full view.

Death in the snow is also appropriate.

Forty-six years have passed in a hurry, he has been working hard all his life for the rivers and mountains lost by the corrupt and traitorous people in the middle of the court, from the Yellow River to the Yangtze River, from the foot of the Qinling Mountains to the Taihang Ridge, those people ceded and fled, he held on and recovered, how many cities did he hold, how many Hulu did he run away?

Non-stop quelling the rebellion and recovering the rivers and mountains, although the lost land has not been completely recovered, but the Tartars and Warat in the north are all greatly injured, and they have been defeated again and again, even if he is dead, there are people who can inherit his business and restore the former prosperity.

It's a pity that he can't see it after all.

He was going to die, he was stabbed in the back by the county lord's wife, he was severely cursed to go to hell, he finally escaped from the ghost gate, and fell off the horse in the cold winter moon, he really couldn't live.

However, between this vast heaven and earth, he didn't even have a relative, only the old horse that had accompanied him on the field for many years was wailing, and the bloodthirsty armor was sinking.

He felt the passage of life.

If there is another life, will he be able to live differently?

But the kingdom will be overturned, and under the nest, will there be no eggs?

In the final analysis, it is those mediocre and treacherous people who form a party for personal gain! If it weren't for them, Daxing would be shaky, and it wouldn't collapse in one day!

If he lives again, he will not give these traitors a chance, he will uproot them and burn them to death, leaving no one behind!

In this way, Daxing's country will not be lost, the people will not be displaced, and he will be able to change his way of life, so that he will not be so lonely!

Looking up at the sky, the goose-feathered snow obscured the sky and the earth.

Wei Ming saw the boundless darkness from the white vast heaven and earth, and at that time he thought that everything was over, there was no rebirth, and there was no new life......

However, he opened his eyes and went back to the famine year when he was ten years old.

"Muzi! Number forty-eight! It's our turn, get the bucket! A bird-like sound rang out.

Wei Ming was suddenly recalled, and lowered his eyes to look at the yellow-haired little girl who ran before and after.

The little girl was saved by him on the day he just came back.

That day was full of homeless people, and if it was a step later, the little girl would be an adult's Chinese food.

The little girl who rescued her didn't cry or make trouble, handed her half a bowl of gruel, her hands trembled, and she said "thank you, thank you".

The aunt at home was willing to take in this little girl, and he didn't say anything.

Last year's famine, his mother starved to death, his father died of illness this year, the two elders went too early, and he came back too late, after all, he couldn't see each other again. Uncle disappeared in April, and for many years after that, only his aunt took him and his cousin Xiaoyi to barely survive.

If it weren't for his aunt pulling him to raise him, washing and sewing to let him study, where would there be the later prince and master Wei Ming?

He is grateful for his aunt's kindness, and he remembers it for the rest of his life or two lives.

So the aunt wanted to leave the little girl, so he gave her half a bowl of gruel.

She said that her name was Cui Zhi, she came from a foreign country, and her parents and brothers didn't remember it.

Although she was only six or seven years old, she was much more clever than he thought. She followed him to the foot of Tashan Mountain, five miles away, to carry water, although she was so tired that she collapsed on the ground when she returned home, but she knew the way once she went, and she had the ability to be a scout.

Let's talk about today. The well at the foot of Tower Hill is the only well in the area, and everyone carries buckets to fetch water, and there are many people who fetch water, and in her words, she quipped, "It's not here to fetch water at all, it's here to beat people."

It was a hot day, and there were many people, and they were sweating urgently, and they almost got into a fight.

She was not in a hurry, ran to the front to count, and asked the people in front and behind to help remember everyone's number, and called people to come forward to fetch water. This way, everyone can find a shade to sit and not have to queue up under the sun.

She's very thoughtful!

Wei Ming glanced at her a few more times, saw that she was happily fetching water, shouted the two numbers behind her to prepare, looked up at him and smiled: "Qi is alive!" Go home, Muzi! Xiao Yi is still waiting for our water! ”

If she hadn't had bad intentions and was sincerely grateful to her aunt and Xiaoyi, he wouldn't have dared to keep her.

After all, in his previous life, he had never seen this person at all.

Wei Mingte glanced at her twice, and was looked at by her, "What are you looking at, silly Muzi?" ”

Wei Ming remained silent, "I'm not stupid. ”

She snorted, "You're stupid! After speaking, he half-said to himself, "It's okay to be stupid, when I have money, I will support you, your aunt and Xiaoyi!" Wait! ”

Wei Ming was a little stupid when he said this, he didn't know, he thought that whose man was talking in the ear of his mother-in-law!

"You really don't remember your parents and brothers?" He asked.

"I don't remember!" "Never," she said, "I never remembered!" She paused as she spoke, and her voice lowered a little, "I only remember my master, my mother, and my brother." ”

"Your master, sister, brother? Where is it now? Wei Ming raised her eyebrows, the last time her aunt asked her where she came from, she didn't say.

"They're all at home!" She replied casually.

"Then why don't you look for it?"

She suddenly laughed twice, looked at him helplessly and said, "How can I find it?" I don't have a system and I won't reverse it! Silly Muzi! ”

What is a system? What is a reverse piercing?!

Wei Ming has lived for such a long time, I don't know what these two words have to do with finding people?

He wanted to ask again, but she suddenly pulled him and went behind a big tree on the side, "Quick, come and hide!" ”

Wei Ming followed her gaze and saw an old woman in the village with her grandson appear on the road ahead.

"It's Lao Zhu Po and Dongcai, I'm not mistaken, right?!"

"I'm not mistaken."

Old Zhu Po was cunning and ruthless, sold all the granddaughters in the family to pay back, and abducted the children next to her, and was later troubled by the villagers.

Before going out, the aunt repeatedly instructed Cui Zhi to see that the old Zhu Po ran away, no wonder she was in a hurry to hide behind the tree.

After a while, the old Zhu Po and her grandson Dongcai disappeared.

"Where is this old Zhu Po running with her grandson? Running in such a hurry? She asked on tiptoe and with her head sticking out, not afraid at all, but curious all over her face.

"Zhaotang Village." Wei Ming remembered that the Zhu family was the dog leg of the chief Zhao Gong, but now, Zhao Gong didn't seem to be the chief yet, so what should the old Zhu Po do?

His interest in Old Zhu Po is far better than asking Cui Zhi about the origin of this little girl.

It's just that in the direction of the road from the village, a large group of people came out, carrying hoes and shovels, not to work, but to quarrel.

Cui Zhi snorted and hurried over to look. Wei Ming had no choice but to follow her, and he was still ten feet away from this group of people when he heard them arguing.

"Our food has gone into the Zhao family's mouth! Zhao Gong, the grain chief, is a rat who watches oil! What is left?! Whatever we say this time, we have to get the food back! ”

"That's right! Grab it back! Otherwise, I don't know if I can hold on to the food of the imperial court! ”

Wei Ming followed the words of the villagers and thought about it. Zhao Gong of Zhaotang Village next door still seems to be a grain chief in charge of grain, not the chief who was in charge of 110 households later.

Zhao Gong was selfish and greedy, and only sent a bowl of thin soup and thin water every day to send everyone away, so it is no wonder that the villagers are clamoring for food.

He was pondering here, and suddenly felt a sinking on his shoulders, only to find that Cui Zhi had carried half a bucket of water in his hand and poured it into the bucket he was carrying, without even answering a hello.

After she finished pouring here, she smiled with the empty bucket, "Muzi, you go back first, I'll take a look!" ”

After saying that, he plunged into the crowd.

Where did the wild girl come from? I'm not afraid! Wei Ming smiled.

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