"If you can't get used to this turbid world, why don't you try to change it yourself? If all the young people in the world are as passive as you are, and they flee with death, then what hope is there in this world? ”

Hearing Xiao Qingyan's words, the young man still had that dejected look.

He laughed bitterly at himself, the hanging blade of his sword reflecting the cold snow.

"I used to think so, but now that I try it, I realize how ridiculous, so naïve, so stupid! There is no salvation in this world! What Your Majesty, what adults, one day the world will be ruined, mourning all over the wilderness, they will all become sinners in this world, leaving a stench for thousands of years, and will be scolded by future generations! ”

He scolded the Manchu monarchs and ministers, but there was no joy on his face, only tears mixed with grief.

Xiao Qingyan didn't understand what he meant when he said he had tried it, and how he tried it, but she vaguely guessed that the injury on the young man's body might be the painful price he paid after trying.

He is not a young man who is blindly passive, cynical, or just talking.

He really tried to save the world with his own strength, but the process of trying left him scarred, both physically and mentally, and soul.

Xiao Qingyan suddenly remembered a person, a figure who had recently become famous in Luojing City and in the entire Great Jin Dynasty, the son of the Xie family of Chen County, the Xie family Qilang who was praised as the Yushu of the Xie family, Xie Xingzhi.

Half a year ago, Hu Xia rebelled outside the northwest and invaded the border of the Great Jin Dynasty, Xie Xingzhi's father, the head of the Xie family, led the troops to the battle, but just two months ago, the news of the defeat of the head of the Xie family and the tragic death of the whole army was transmitted.

Xie Xingzhi wanted to avenge his father and expel Hu Lu, so he took 3,000 private soldiers to the northwest alone.

Just when the ministers and scholars in Beijing opened a gambling market, talking about the inevitable death of the Xie family Qilang, but unfortunately Yunyun, the good news came back from the northwest.

The young man of the Xie family, who was golden and jade, was so talented that he really forced Hu Xia's 30,000 soldiers and horses to retreat and flee with only 3,000 private soldiers, and there was an uproar in Beijing for a while.

It's just that more than a month later, when Xie Xingzhi returned to Luojing, he was left alone, covered in injuries and fainted at the city gate, and was picked up by the Xie family.

It was rumored in Beijing that he was defeated later, and even the 3,000 private soldiers he brought with him died under the iron hooves and knives of the Hu Xia army, and Xie Xingzhi was desperately protected by the Xie family to pick up a life and escape.

But even so, just by virtue of his initial astonishing record of forcing back 30,000 Hulu with 3,000 private soldiers, the name of the young man Xie Xingzhi has become a legend of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Xiao Qingyan hid behind the grass and carefully looked at the young man outside.

If it was really him, Xiao Qingyan really admired this young man.

Such a talented and courageous young man is really jealous of the world if he is so self-defeating...... It's a pity that God is jealous of talents!

But Xiao Qingyan really didn't know how to persuade him, in front of the cruel reality he had seen and experienced with his own eyes, it seemed that any verbal consolation or encouragement was pale, and it was really ridiculous to advocate a bright future for him, beating chicken blood, and pouring chicken soup.

Xiao Qingyan shouted: "You are not even afraid of death, then let me ask you, do you dare to live?" ”

The boy smiled softly, as fragile as a fragile snowflake.

"Although I don't know who you are, but when we meet in Pingshui, thank you for your kindness and disturb your Excellency's Yaxing enjoying the snow, I'm sorry."

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave, Xiao Qingyan saw that he was still carrying the sword in his hand, and he really didn't know if he planned to die again, or if he planned to die again in a place where no one was.

She didn't dare to gamble with her life.

"Hey, wait! Can you help me before you go? I'm hurt! But I don't want to die here alone, I don't want to die! ”

Xiao Qingyan repeated the words "I don't want to die".

She could see that this young man had excellent cultivation, knew etiquette and etiquette, and was a very gentle person, maybe let him help others live, and he could also psychologically dispel his desire to die.

The boy stopped and looked back in the direction she was hiding.

Xiao Qingyan eagerly opened his mouth, stopped in time, and suppressed his voice a little weaker: "I'm injured, I can't walk, I want to go home, but I'm afraid that the people at home will be worried when they see the injuries on my body, can you please help me find a shirt to cover my body?" ”

The boy's eyes were gloomy and he stood still.

Xiao Qingyan said pitifully: "If I am left here, I will definitely freeze to death here alone, my father died early, and my elderly grandfather and mother are waiting for me at home, I don't want to die, this Langjun, please help me!" ”

After a while, Xiao Qingyan looked at the back of the young man coming down the mountain, raised his lips and praised: "What a gentle and kind young man!" ”

Therefore, you should not be too kind, you will be easily deceived by others, and you will die a bad death.

She thought happily, but a smile froze on her face.

The boy was soon gone and returned, his eyes still gloomy, his sword in one hand, and a black mink coat in the other.

So fast? She also expected people to go farther away, or simply go home to get their clothes, and she didn't believe that people would still have the will to die when they returned.

"Y-Where are you from?"

The young man's dark eyes flickered for a moment, and he was silent for a moment, and said, "On the mountainside, I fell when I went up the mountain...... My uncle put it on for me. ”

Tears welled up in the boy's eyes.

Seeing that he was about to walk towards him with a big gun, Xiao Qingyan hurriedly said: "Don't move!" I don't want to be seen like this now, so you throw the skin over. ”

The young man was of such good temperament that he obediently threw his skin into the grass.

Xiao Qingyan wrapped the smooth fur of the ermine fur on his body, thought about it, and simply covered his head and face together, and the black bear jumped out from behind the grass.

She looked at the young man: "You want to exterminate yourself from the world, but you just feel that the court is dim and the future is uncertain, can you use your blood to wash away this turbid world?" But a coward! Do you dare to live? Do you dare to make a bet with me? ”

The boy lifted his eyes, and his watery gaze slowly looked at her.

"You...... Who are you? The young man looked at Xiao Qingyan.

At that time, Xiao Qingyan was only twelve years old, a little shorter than the boy, and covered with black velvet, and even his eyes were hidden behind the mink hole to see clearly, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a strange little boy.

But she talks well, and she really doesn't look like a naughty boy messing around.

"You don't need to know who I am now," Xiao Qingyan said, "but in the future, if you hear a person who has devoted himself to what he has learned, soothes the people, peacefully fights the battle, survives the mountains and rivers, and settles down the country, so that the world is clear and the sea is clear, the time and the years are abundant, and the books are loud, then you will know who I am." ”

The young man looked at her with wide eyes and stunned, as if to say, this person is so angry.

Xiao Qingyan smiled loudly, confident and firm: "Do you think this is difficult?" Think I'm talking about it? But as long as there are people alive in this world, these things must always be done by people, since they have to be done by people, I am also a human being, of course I can do it! Do you dare to gamble with me? ”

The young man's thin white lips finally moved, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Bet on what?" ”