"Yo Yo Yo, it's rare to be sent in two young licensed goods again, the teeth are still green, and the body is sturdy, but why don't you look like an ordinary stumbling?" In the big prison under the yamen of Yuancheng, the bearded jailer yawned and teased the two prisoners who had just been sent, "The city is under martial law every day, look at your appearance, did you steal chickens and dogs?"

The prison is overcrowded, and they are not prisoners of serious crimes, and the city is now closed and a curfew is imposed, and there are teams of soldiers patrolling the streets all day long to prevent barbarian spies from entering the city and disturbing the city defense, but the barbarian spies have not caught a few so far, but the gentleman on the beam who walks at night in Xuanyi has caught a basket, as well as the green skins of petty theft, and the drunks who have drunk and made trouble, stew into a pot of chowder in the prison of the yamen.

This is the second time in Wei Changpan's life to squat in the class room, looking for a corner to squat, still not very comfortable, but on the other hand, Liu Ziyi, in the years of wandering the rivers and lakes, whether it was chivalrous or troublesome, the class room did not squat, so the skin was already thick to the invulnerable field, and it didn't take a while to enter the prison, and he mingled with the people inside, and even knew what crimes these people committed.

"I didn't do much of a crime, but I went to the north to kill the barbarian and came back, and was treated as a barbarian spy by an unknown dog officer. Liu Ziyi patted his chest and put on a righteous appearance, "I know why Heyuancheng can still be as safe as a mountain now, isn't it? This is all the merit of us and the Wei brother next to us, as well as the forty-eight brothers who went to the north together!"

"Forty-eight .... No, it's forty-seven. Liu Ziyi said hatefully, "Forty-seven of our good men in Jinju have all died in the north, and there is a dog who lets people go and goes to be barbarians." ”

Both the jailers and the prisoners were listening to Liu Ziyi's words with relish, a story they had never heard before, and someone asked, "Are all barbarians as tall as the sky, and their green faces and fangs are terrifying?"

Liu Ziyi sneered, "But it's also raised by my father's mother, and it's not a demon, so I don't have to cry my father and call my mother when I cut it down." ”

"Are the barbarian horses much more powerful than ours?"

"Well, the shortest of the horses is half a head taller than ours, and the hooves of the horses are like the mouth of a bowl. ”

"It's not like a horse, it's a beast. ”

"How is the diet of the barbarians, is it true that everyone drinks blood?"

"There are eight points in this statement, and the thing that the barbarians eat is not far from the dung..."

Everyone asked Liu Ziyi their own questions about the barbarian, and all kinds of strange questions Rao could say that Liu Ziyi couldn't resist, he made a gurgling sound in his stomach, waved his hand and said, "I haven't eaten any hard rice all the way back, and my mouth is very dry. ”

When everyone heard about the rise, they hurriedly took out all the food they had secretly hidden, and one of them actually took out a pot of wine from his side, and the jailer even ran to bring the oily paper-wrapped sauce and meat that he ate, and Liu Ziyi had become a character in the eyes of these people.

I couldn't bear to tear open the oil paper bag and grab two slices of sauce meat and stuff it into my mouth, although it was salty or the meat on the feet, it was still an excellent thing for him, and most of the wind was gone, so he threw the rest to Wei Changpan who was squatting, "You don't see that this person is as embarrassed as us now, and when he kills the barbarian, he is really sharp." ”

If it weren't for the fact that their weapons were confiscated at the jailer when they entered the class room, maybe Liu Ziyi would have asked Wei Changpan to play a set of knife techniques to show everyone.

"Since you are heroes who have returned from the north, why are you still being arrested in this prison?" someone asked as Liu Ziyi was concentrating on dealing with a chicken leg.

"As soon as I said this, I was angry, I originally said it was good, I didn't believe our words, even if it was tied up and entered the city, there was a dog official after the birth, I love to play officialdom and don't say it, and I also accused the two of us of voting barbarians to deceive the city gate, Lao Tzu was angry and threw a small knife at him, but unfortunately it was crooked, and it was not inserted in the door of the guy's head. ”

Liu Ziyi didn't regard this as a big sin, he didn't even hurt He Qing with his hair, and he died until the matter was clear, but he was closed for a few days, and he was finished with a dozen strokes of the board.

"Today, He Qingxin's eyes on the city are not as big as the tip of a needle, if you kill him today, he will never make the two of you feel better even if he uses a small price. The voice from outside the squad room was like a basin of cold water poured on Liu Ziyi's head, "But General Song is the person He Qing wants to fight to the death, if you are really the people sent by General Song, and you have made meritorious contributions in the north, it will not be difficult to protect the two of you." ”

Outside the prison is Wei Wei, the henchman of the city gate captain, who is guarding the door of the squad room with a few people, to prevent He Qing from using his means in the prison regardless of it, after all, the identity of Wei Changpan and the two is now unclear Barbarian spies, even if they die in the prison in vain, they will die, and they will not be investigated to He Qing's place on the surface.

"You warriors are going to the north in a group to kill the leader of the barbarians?" asked the man of the city gate outside the prison gate indifferently, "Or are you going to burn grain and grass?"

"Burning grain and grass, killing the leader of the barbarians? Liu Ziyi said disdainfully, "We burned all the barbarians' siege equipment, so the barbarians are not even besieging the city now, let alone besieging the city..."

Liu Ziyi was proud, but he didn't notice that everyone around him was quiet, and he only cared about boasting.

"Since the barbarian siege equipment was destroyed by your hands, why did the two county towns in the north of the city still be broken!" The man of the city gate captain outside the prison gate grabbed two wooden pillars and shook them, and shouted, "Since you have burned all the barbarian siege equipment, why are so many people still dead!"

Wei Changpan and Liu Ziyi were both stunned at first, and then shouted back, "What does the death of those people have to do with us! Freezing to death, starving to death, being bitten to death by wild wolves, falling into a hole and falling to death, being shot and hacked to death by barbarians! Are the people who die not human beings?"

As soon as he took off his shoes, he untied the leather strips that wrapped around his hands, and many of his fingers were already frozen purple and black and necrotic.

Then he tore off his clothes again, revealing the arrow wound on the skin behind his shoulder blades, "A few more minutes will be pierced in the back of the heart!

Liu Ziyi put on his clothes, picked up the wine jug and poured a big sip into his mouth, "You people who are living a peaceful life in the city, why do you accuse us!"

The sergeant of the captain of the city gate outside the prison gate was silent for a long time before he showed a tired look, "Yes.... People who haven't done anything, why should you blame those of you who have left blood and sweat for Da Yao..."

"But we cowards still hope that those of you who stand up can do better, better, even if it doesn't make sense. The sergeant said slowly, "Since you have all stood up, why don't you make it to the end, whether the barbarian siege ordnance has been burned or not has been used in those two county towns, and my family is in it..."

The sergeants heard from dozens of men who had escaped from the two county towns to the city that the two county towns had been burned to the ground, and that the barbarians had broken the city and allowed them to be raped and plundered in the city, and that the men were chosen to be slaves, and the old and infirm were killed, and the women were chosen to remain as slaves of the armoured.

He couldn't think about the fate of his family.

And the people and garrison state troops in Yuancheng City have a total population of more than 300,000 people, and the entire city is crowded with large and small houses.

Liu Ziyi, who was a little unbearable, no longer replied, eating and drinking there sullenly, in his opinion, he had done his best, and even this life was almost confessed to that grassland, he had nothing to be sorry for, if you really want to say it, the only thing to be sorry for is his parents, after all, the parents who have suffered from the body, and the repeated dangers are not the truth of being a son of man.

He has no reason to say, but if anyone wants to say that he Liu Ziyi is not, he must first do better than him Liu Ziyi.

In the corner, Wei Changpan listened to their words, numbly chewing on the dry and hard baked cake in his hand.

Why have they done so much, and some people still think that they have not done enough? Shouldn't the person who stands up be timid, and when he doesn't want to give up halfway, he should be a perfect person?

He was a little aggrieved.

Even if Daddy Wei got up early and was greedy all day in the field, the harvest of that little land for a year still couldn't feed a family of three, so Daddy Wei pulled Wei Changpan to the field to plant seedlings and weed, these are all manual work, which is really beyond the reach of a child, and he was so tired that he couldn't get up on the ridge before he finished working for half a day.

At this time, a grumpy farmer came from the ridge with a hoe on his shoulder, looked at the seedlings planted crookedly behind him, and smiled, "That's it? ”

At that time, his father beside him couldn't find a rebuttal, a few years old, it was already tired to be able to help the ground, and it was also true that the seedlings were planted crookedly, and the clumsy Father Wei couldn't find words that could refute it, but for the sake of face, he asked Wei Changpan to get up and pull up the seedlings that had been planted, and then re-insert them, this is their livelihood for a year, and they can't tolerate any sloppiness.

The farmer's disdainful laughter lingered in his mind, and behind him, a whole crooked and slanted seedling, sun-scorched, and hung listlessly, just like him.