Volume 2 The Backbone Chapter 11 Riots
"Before this spear saint went up the mountain, Meteorite Mountain was full of some extremely vicious people, in order to escape the three regardless of the laws of the Holy Dynasty, on the one hand, because the people who went up the mountain basically did not live for three years, and on the other hand, the monster disaster on Meteorite Mountain has always been a headache for the imperial court, rather than this, it is better to open an opening and let those murderers go up the mountain.
But there are also great drawbacks to doing this.,Many murderers only to find that the monsters on the mountain are extremely strong.,The people who can really survive are not enough in case.,These people originally felt that there was no hope of living.,So under the high pressure of the monster impact, there are often violent ones. Chaos, the soldiers guarding the mountain town have many casualties every year because of conflicts with these murderers.
It wasn't until this spear saint went up the mountain, entered the other side of the realm, opened a canyon with a single shot, received the imperial court's edict, and took over the Meteorite Mountain with full authority, that this scattered sand boundary could be regarded as having a backbone, and since then, Guan Juyi has established many rules in the Meteorite Mountain:
All the guilty murderers on the mountain, from the moment they ascended the mountain, can make up for their sins with military merits, and until they become white after wearing their crimes and making meritorious contributions, they can also be promoted with military merits. If you are not guilty before you go up the mountain, as long as you carry it on the Meteoric Ink Mountain for three years, you can go to the Yamen to report with military merits after coming down the mountain. In this way, although these people still have little hope, they finally let everyone see the opportunity to glorify their ancestors.
Over the years, more than a dozen people have descended from the mountain, and each of them is famous for the Holy Dynasty, all thanks to this spear saint, what he has been doing is what he really has done for a thousand years, so of course we have to respect him, this has nothing to do with his private morality, and his attitude towards us has nothing to do with it, we respect his achievements over the years. ”
Li Chen told the others about the life of the gun saint Guan Juyi, lowered his head and filled a large mouthful of noodles, picked a few peppercorns out, and drank a large mouthful of soup with oil flowers floating on it.
Cheng Zhi'an was still not satisfied, "Even if he is really a saint, look at his attitude towards us just now." ”
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Cheng Zhian clubbed Li Chen's arm again, "Hey, how can you eat?" Don't you see, how dirty the kitchen board is, and the spoon is hanging for most of the day, and it is all dusty! ”
As she spoke, she gestured to the cook, who was still cooking a pot of noodles not far away.
Li Chen had the heart to tease her, "Actually, his pot has not been cleaned, as long as he pours a pot of clean water into it, he can float two layers of oil flowers, the wind comes and goes on this mountain, and there are mountain ash and small insects flying in from time to time, but what I want is that this is not clean." ”
Cheng Zhi'an was surprised with disgust, "You are also a prince in size, how can you eat this kind of thing?" Did you eat these things in your house before? ”
This time Xiao Qi took over the conversation, he knew the preferences of His Royal Highness, but he felt funny when he saw Cheng Zhi'an's appearance, and explained: "The fireworks in this world, except for grains and grains, are in full swing, you see that it is not so clean, but it is more popular." Good medicine is bitter and delicious, and this is the truth. If you don't believe me, try to taste it, it's not as exquisite as what you usually eat at home, but it has a different taste. ”
Cheng Zhi'an looked at the noodle soup for a long time, poked a chopstick with her heart, took a sip of the noodle soup with her eyes closed, and glanced at Li Chen with a bright look when she opened it again, but she shook her neck, looking reluctant to twist and pinch, "The taste is average." ”
Seeing that no one paid attention to her, she sighed again and said, "Okay, you all said so, I'll give you a face and eat a bowl." ”
"Don't, how can the eldest lady eat such a meal?" The autumn breeze is just right to be kindly soothed.
Cheng Zhi didn't hear it, lowered her head and ate another bite of noodles, and not long after, she put down the sea bowl bigger than her face and ate it cleanly.
The eldest lady, who was born in the clouds, fell to the ground with a group of rough people and threw herself in dust, which can be regarded as truly entering the world.
Such days lasted for three days.
On the third day, the five people squatted in a row, Cheng Zhi'an drank all the noodle soup cleanly, looked at the soldiers who walked over, sighed and said: "How can I say that I am also the eldest lady of the Cheng family, and since I was a child, I have also been a lady who has been trained by many gentlemen and Confucians, but now I am squatting here with you." ”
Cheng Zhi'an looked at the scorching sun above his head and kept lamenting with self-pity, Li Chen and the others have been accustomed to Cheng Zhi'an's toss-and-over words in the past few days, at first the autumn wind would make a mockery, but after a few days, they have run out of words, and they even suspect that Cheng Zhian has used up the words he has learned all his life to say such a thing.
In fact, everyone else is watching them these days.
"Are they really the Nine Emperor Princes and the Young Master and Miss of some family?"
"Maybe, maybe, almost?"
On Meteorite Mountain, where there is nothing new day after day, Li Chen and the others have become the most chatting among these soldiers after tea and dinner recently, just like gossip after drinking, not to fill their stomachs, but simply because they feel that they can't be idle.
In the afternoon after dinner, there was a heat wave on the mountain under the scorching sun, and everyone was listless and lazy, chatting with each other.
Someone fell into a deep sleep, snoring like a mountain stream with nine twists and eighteen bends, and only came out of the air when he went around, and it sounded like people were worried that he would not be able to lift it up in one breath and smoke it to death.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a hoarse shout from someone at the bottom of the mountain, "The monsters in the Qianwei are rioting, and all the other sides are quickly descending the mountain!" ”
In an instant, a pool of stagnant water like a pot of boiling water was like a pot of boiling water, and in the hissing, one figure after another swept down the mountain, and the expressions on everyone's faces were complicated, with fear, excitement, palpitation, and solemnity.
It was also at this moment that Li Chen looked at the locust-like crowd on the mountain and knew that there were so many realms on the other side of the mountain!
"Xiao Qi, Qiu Feng, Cheng Zhi'an, you are waiting on the mountain, Cui Hao, we will also go down the mountain." Li Chen made arrangements.
Cheng Zhian immediately jumped out, "Why? How can I say that I am also on the other side, I think that I have no opponent in the ring for three years in the Cheng family! ”
The autumn wind is weird, "I haven't been married for three years, someone is proud." ”
Cheng Zhi'an was so angry that she pinched Qiu Feng's neck, "You ugly bastard!" ”