In the mountain soul ink treasure, the moonlight is in the middle of nothing.

Liu Yi and the others who went north to Tianchi went all the way down to the west, and their hooves were steady.

On July 20, the clouds were getting farther away, a wisp of smoke came into the eyes, and the fireworks appeared in the world, and they went through twists and turns, and finally completed the main purpose of the trip.

Over the thousand mountains, through the ten thousand snow, today and see the smoke again, the officers and soldiers of Hirata smiled, hugged each other and cried, their frightened and dangerous trip to Tianchi is finally over!

The group walked slowly and touched the place where the smoke rose.

It was a cottage that had ten rooms and nine emptiness, and after the soldiers camped and settled down for food, Liu Yi took Qiao Miaoqing to find a family with people, and knocked on the door very politely.

A scrawny old couple opened the door for the two of them, and after the door opened, the old couple hurriedly began to pack their belongings in full swing, only nodding lightly at the arrival of the two.

Liu Yi was puzzled in his heart, and stepped forward to ask why, but the old man still lowered his head to sort out his clothes, but he also replied happily, "I heard that there are gods and men who seek to bless Chisong County, open the water of the heavenly pool, and trickle into the Taibai River." Old man, I have heard that the water that has just flowed out of the Taibai Mountain has moistened a wasteland into green and green, which is really a great joy! ”

When Qiao Miaoqing heard this, she was happy in her heart, and asked with a smile, "Then, old man, since everyone has a good life, why do you want to leave?" ”

"Haha, the little girl doesn't understand, right?"

The old woman was very kind, the old man stopped his hands, stepped forward slowly, pinched Qiao Miaoqing's fair and smooth face, and said with a doting smile, "Although the pond water is drawn out, it is either hoarded in some low-lying places under the Taibai Mountain, or the flow direction is not good, so that it cannot exert force. ”

The old man, who was busy on the side, interjected from the side in good spirits, "What about the tyrannical things?" Therefore, we Chisong County five mountains, eighteen villages and thirty-six gangs, no matter young or old, after hearing about this, we are ready to rush to Taibai Mountain, we want to build a wide and long, end in the west of the big river in Fude County, we have a good name, just called, Taibai River! ”

Liu Yi and Qiao Miaoqing suddenly realized, and then they both felt relieved.

It's been a long journey, but it's worth it!

The old lady continued, "Haha! The old man is right, no, we old guys walk slowly, and we clean up slowly, and the rest of us are afraid that we will all run to work under Taibai Mountain. ”

The old man smiled, unable to hide his joy, "By the way, in the future, do you know how to write?" Can you help me write a letter to let my son and daughter-in-law come back and settle down? When the river is smooth, the ground will be moist, and when the ground is moist, there will be fields, and there will be fields, and there will be fields, ......, hahahaha! Good days are coming! ”

The old man stopped talking, but that sweet smile told Liu Yi that Xia Qing's sacrifice and dedication were not wasted.

For a while, Liu Yi's feelings were difficult and unforgettable, and his heart was relieved, and after writing a letter to the family according to the requirements of the old couple, he splashed ink and wrote:

Too white water, too white water, too white water to see too white;

Warmth of people, warmth of people, warmth of people to see people.

......

When Liu Yi and Qiao Miaoqing returned to the camp, it was already a lamp volcano river.

After helping Liu Yi get the piano worm, Mu Xiao and Su Daoyun will go back to their respective lives, tonight, which is a new beginning and an unforgettable parting.

The parting dinner was not very rich, the starry bonfire and the bright moon, the clear water and vegetables with the brute, everyone ate happily and was full of interest.

On the night of parting, there was not much sadness, and in the hearty drinking, everyone was drunk.

When I was young, I looked at the mountains and the sea, a group of ambitious young men who always looked at the bright tomorrow in their eyes, how much lovesickness and sorrow could there be?

On the second day, in a voice of 'there will be a period later', Mu Xiao and Su Daoyun led their respective soldiers and horses, bid farewell to Liu Yi, and went south to Liaoxi County to resume their lives.

Before leaving, the two of them gave Liu Yi a big salute, the meaning of which is self-evident.

The two bowed their heads to Liu Yi!

Perhaps, this also represents the meaning of Xie An, who has just taken up the post of county guard of Liaoxi County, and Mu Yu, who is far away in the east.

Support Pingtian, benefit the people, prosper the royal industry, integrate the world, and revitalize the Han family!

You, Liu Yi, are not fighting alone.

Except for Bei Youwan, an orphan girl who had already relied on the water of Tianchi to survive the catastrophe and evoke the clan seal, insisted on staying in the Pingtian Army, Liu Yi thought about it and forcibly dismissed all the red pine youths, including Beihai.

An inch of mountains and rivers, an inch of blood, an inch of river water, an inch of fields, when this canal is repaired and employed, Liu Yi does not want to delay next year's harvest for his own selfish interests.

The sin of delaying the happy life of the people, he Liu Yi can't afford it!

......

Just when Liu Yi's side was overjoyed, and several people scattered.

A middle-aged man with an extraordinary temperament was riding a sturdy jujube red horse, taking advantage of the rainy night, running all the way, crossing the Lingyuan Mountain Range, and coming to Chisong County alone.

The camera zoomed in, and I saw that the man was of medium height, wearing a gray coarse cotton robe, a black cloth single hat, a wide head and thick-soled single-beam cloth boots, a slightly wide and long face, and his two eyes looked dark and shining in the dark night.

This man is the only border army general in the entire Chisong County, Taibai General Mo Jingchun.

People who are in the officialdom of this generation may know the world-powerful prime minister Lu Zheng, the monstrous giant crocodile emperor uncle Liu Gan, the general Tao Qiansheng Tao Kan of the dynasty, Liu Quansheng, the head of the 'Quzhou Three Heroes', and the Quzhou Mu Jiangfeng who dominates Quzhou in the Central Plains, but there are not many people who know the Taibai general Mo Jingchun.

But if it is pushed forward for 20 years, at that time, when today's son Liu Yan has not yet ascended the throne, Lu Zheng is still dormant, and the 'Quzhou Sanjie' is still a fledgling.

In 300 A.D., with a cry, Mo Kurong was born in a family of ordinary people, at that time, the five-year fierce war between Daqin and Dahan had just ended, and the royal industry was beginning to flourish and was in ruins.

At the beginning of that year, Xiao Mo Jingchun's parents held Xiao Mo Jingchun in swaddling clothes, and traveled all the way to Chang'an, thinking of finding a good future in the imperial capital.

Unexpectedly, the world is impermanent, the couple is on the road, the money is stolen by thieves, and his parents have no choice but to hold Xiao Mo Jingchun and live on the streets, begging for a living, his father is reluctant to eat the food he found for the mother and son to survive, and lives by eating weeds.

Later, Pan Yue, who was then a doctor of virtue in the Liangyi School Palace, happened to meet Mo Jingchun's mother and son when he was traveling, and Pan Yue saw that his family was pitiful, so he found a miscellaneous errand for Mo Jingchun's mother in the Liangyi School Palace.

In March of the following year, the demon star was seen in the south, and it was seen in the daytime, and the star in Zhongtai was demolished, which was for the distant way of heaven and the fickleness of the mountains. At this time, the plague was rampant in the land of the Han Dynasty and the two capitals, and the raging momentum was unstoppable, in this great plague, Xiao Mo Jingchun lost his mother helplessly, and began to helplessly mix hundreds of meals in the Liangyi School Palace.

Under his diligent teaching, Xiao Mo Jingchun worked hard since he was a child, familiar with poetry and books, and tasted the way of a hundred schools.

The doctors of the Liangyi Palace are also full of praise for Xiao Mo Jingchun, saying that he is "a rare talent, and after 30 years, he can be the pillar of the country", when Emperor Shenwu was talking with the doctors of the Liangyi Palace, the doctors of the Liangyi Palace had mentioned it many times in front of Emperor Shenwu, and then he was liked by Emperor Shenwu and was called to read with the prince.

When Mo Jingchun was ten years old, Pan Yue died without illness, and at the time of mourning, Mo Jingchun mainly held the text of mourning, a "Crying Pan Yue" sprinkled with joy, and after exhausting the true feelings of the world, in Chang'an City, there was no longer the figure of Xiao Mo Jingchun.

The world is indifferent, with the death of Pan Yue and the disappearance of Xiao Mo Jingchun, this pair of masters and apprentices are gradually forgotten by the world before and after tea.

Twenty years later, in 320 AD, Mo Jingchun once again appeared in the eyes of the world.

In that year, the country of Biyue in the southwest of the empire wanted to send 100,000 troops, and the south captured the four counties of Xinxing, Jiaozhi, Wuping and Jiuzhen in the south of the Han Dynasty.

When the country is in crisis, the twenty-year-old Mo Jingchun, like a bright and crystalline Liu Xing, was born, he spontaneously led more than 1,000 local farmers in Yizhou to lay down the Liujia Lost Soul Array in Jiuzhen County, Yizhou, and the 20,000 vanguard troops of the Biyue country were difficult to move an inch, so they could only camp and stay put.

Mo Jingchun took advantage of the enemy's encampment, by surprise, relying on the realm of things and the divine power of the Liujia Ecstasy Array, he single-handedly carried a knife to rush into battle, his newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and even beheaded the three vanguard generals of the Yue country, so frightened that the king of Biyue regarded Mo Jingchun as a heavenly man, and immediately withdrew his horse and returned to the army, and he did not dare to raise troops in this life.

Mo Jingchun became famous in a battle, and the people of the world waited and waited, they looked forward to an imperial star rising, leading the Han Iron Cavalry to create new glories.

But Emperor Shenwu was close to his old age at that time, very faint, in his old age, all the negative effects of his youth came to his heart, this Han emperor resented Mo Jingchun for leaving his post without permission and leaving without saying goodbye, and only gave him the official title of the head of the border county guard at that time, and sent him to the frontier to garrison.

The world's heroes are replaced, and with the passage of time, Mo Jingchun is like a pearl sinking into the sea, and gradually disappearing from the sight of the world.

His bright light also dimmed.

The Yin and Yang family believe in luck, and the sentence they always hang on their lips is: Those who have great talents will have luck.

Mo Jingchun is exactly like this.

Fifteen years ago, when today's son Liu Yan relied on the twenty-eight great clans to kill the crown prince and successfully ascended the throne, he did not indifferent to Mo Jingchun because he was the prince's companion, but instead ushered in the second spring.

Just a few years ago, Liu Yan unknowingly transferred him from the southwest to the northeast and became the Taibai general in the eastern border of Taiping.

After a lapse of thirty-two years, Mo Jingchun returned to Chang'an City for the first time to report on his work, everything has long been wrong, his hair has become gray, and the enthusiasm of the year has gradually dissipated in the waste of time.

At this moment, Mo Jingchun looked at the endless Lingyuan Mountain Range, and couldn't help blurting out: The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong!