Chapter 259: Rivalry

On the roof of the building, Yang Zuo sat on a pile of boulders, gently grinding back and forth on a delicate Miao knife with a half-palm-sized oil stone. Unlike several companions beside him with prominent eyebrow bones, double eyelids, and a wide nose and deep eyes, Yang Zuo has single eyelids, a straight nose, thin lips, slender eyes, and a bronze complexion that is still lighter than the swarthy of others.

However, in addition to his appearance, Yang Zuo's dress is no different from that of Miao Ren. At his feet were a pair of sturdy straw sandals mixed with strips of cloth, black straight-leg trousers were short and wide, revealing a bare ankle, and the top was a dark blue cardigan jacket covered with a dark blue cardigan, tightly bound by a cloth belt that was more than wide at the waist. A blue-black cloth cloth is wrapped around the head in the shape of a "human", and if it is untied, it is half a foot wide and more than six feet long. Obviously, Yang Guo had not read verses such as "The immortal strokes my top knot and receive immortality", and like all Miao people, he believed that there was a "Heavenly Bodhisattva" on the top of his head, which was the sacred abode of the manly soul, and must not be offended or desecrated, so he should be protected with a thick headband.

The blade has long been sharpened, and the shiny blade is recognizable. When the headbands were re-wrapped in the morning, a few broken hairs fell, Yang Zuo picked up one and blew lightly on the blade, and the hair was cut in two. Therefore, it is not so much that Yang Zuo is sharpening his knife, but that he is killing time.

Yang Zuo was just waiting.

Wait for your own death.

Yang Zuo can't remember what his father was like, maybe he was a traveling merchant, maybe he was a traveling merchant, who knows. I heard that my mother was gone, so when I was five or six years old, I took my father's clothes and came to the mountains to exchange salt and needlework for some medicinal materials and mountain goods with the Miao people. But suddenly he fell ill, and he died. Everyone buried their father, and the contents of the goods were divided by the Miao people. However, the Miao family will not take your things for nothing, and Xiao Yangzuo will be taken in.

Yang Zuo has never been discriminated against or bullied, he eats whatever the Miao family doll eats, and he wears whatever others wear, of course, he is beaten in the same way when he is naughty and causes trouble. Yang Zuo has no fathers and mothers, but there are too many grandfathers, grandmothers, uncles and aunts, and the people in the whole village are his relatives. Yang Zuo grew up gradually, and at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he had grown as tall as his uncles, and his grandfather and uncles helped him build a bamboo building, and also helped him burn a forest, remove mountains and rocks to open up a piece of land. On the night when he lived in his own bamboo building, the bonfire in the village was lit all night, he was poured with spicy Miao wine and vomited, and after vomiting, he cried wow, crying so that the grandmothers and aunts wiped their tears together, and the grandfathers and uncles cried with red eyes, poured wine into their throats one after another, and then vomited with him, hugged him and cried together......

It's time to laugh after crying.

The climate in this place is simply very good, the temperature is suitable, there is no drought or waterlogging, the seeds are sown, you don't need to take care of it, and the grain grows on its own. Yang Zuo went hunting in the mountains, and roe deer, rabbits, foxes, and colorful pheasants could return with a full load almost every time. If the prey is called, Yang Zuo will always send it to the east today and the west tomorrow. Yang Zuo can farm, hunt, and know how to build a bamboo building. There were only a few things he couldn't: he couldn't weave, he didn't do needlework, and he didn't wash clothes. However, the clothes on his body are always so fitting and clean - the whole village is a relative, how could he have wronged him.

One day, when I came back from the mountains, I found the old village owner Aji waiting for him at home. An old man and a young man sat by the fire, a fat bamboo rat with a length of a foot and a half on the wooden frame, watching the crystal grease slowly pour out of the charred meat, listening to the sound of oil dripping into the brazier, and the two of them chatted about something while tearing the hot delicacy and sucking it into their mouths. The flames in the basin were as excited as the owner, beating enthusiastically, reflecting Yang Zuo's face full of happiness and joy.

Uncle Aji is here to kiss.

Then Yang Zuo got married.

The people of the whole village were lively together for three days......

Thinking of this, Yang Zuo subconsciously reached out and touched the copper coin hanging on his belt, straightened his waist, and cast his gaze on the mountain road in the distance as calm as a bottomless deep pool. Yang Zuo did not show the excitement and excitement of his companions, on the contrary, his mood was calm: he was not just waiting for death, but even waiting for the moment when death came. However, he was determined to take some of his enemies with him—even though he had never seen them, Yang Zuo had already decided that they were his enemies.

The thumb and forefinger of his left hand rubbed the shiny copper coin, and Yang Zuo recalled that dusk a few years ago.

The first child was a son, who was already in his third and almost four years old. The little thing is so naughty, chasing chickens and dogs, and it can't be idle for a moment. But Uncle Aji is very spoiled, and he protects him every time he doesn't allow himself to beat him - in Yang Zuo's vague memory, when he was in trouble when he was a child, Uncle Aji didn't hesitate to beat him! Alas, the next generation hurts, no matter Han Miao, it's the same. His wife was pregnant with another one, and Yang Zuo decided to go into the mountains a few more times this time, stay for two more days each time, hunt more prey, wash and peel the ones that can't be eaten, and hang them up with smoke and store them. After two or three months, when my wife has difficulty moving, I will stay at home to accompany her more and share some housework. This harvest was very good, and it actually caught a wild boar half the size of it! Yang Zuo hung four fat bamboo rats and a pair of pheasants around his waist, and carried a 100-pound wild boar home happily.

After a few mountains, Yang Zuo noticed billowing black smoke coming from the direction of the village.

Leaving the wild boar on his shoulder, and not caring about the prey on his waist, Yang Zuo ran back to the village like crazy...... However, it was too late.

The stockade was full of dead people.

Braving the scorching heat and rushing into the burning bamboo building, Yang Zuo found that his wife's lower abdomen had been dissected, and the unformed fetus had been pulled out and hung on his side in a blur. His wife's lower body was naked, and the corners of her mouth were gurgling outwards with a series of blood blisters. The Miao family girl is very tenacious, and she still holds on to her breath. Yang Zuo knew that she was waiting for herself. Running outside with his wife in his arms, he recognized Yang Zuo, his wife's eyes lit up suddenly, her head tilted, and she died in her arms.

Uncle Aji died on the dirt road, his head was split, and he was still clutching a seedling knife in his hand. Ajipo died on the bamboo ladder outside the building, her upper body was thrown on the bluestone slab in front of the building, her clothes were smoking but not on fire, and there was a big pool of black and red under her body. The bamboo building of his house has completely burned down, and the short bamboo ladder is still burning, and the flames have burned the two legs of the grandmother to blacken, and the skin and flesh have burst open, the black is the burnt meat, and the white is the bone.

Yang Zuo found his son who had been pierced through his abdomen and hung there on a sharp wooden stake outside the stockade, and his hands and feet were already stiff. Yang Zuo gently placed his son beside his wife, reached out to his small neck, felt the red rope, took off the copper coin that his wife gave his son as a talisman, and stuffed it into the wide belt.

Heart-rending cries rang out in the stockade.

Yang Zuo was crying.

Those who fled and returned to the stockade wept.

Seeing the smoke, the people who went out to hunt and collect medicine and rushed back to the village were crying.

Most of the people in this village have the surname Lu.

After the death of the eldest king, it was true that the leaders of Luxe Chongming and Extravagant Chongzhou were fighting, but the small Miao Village where Yang Zuo lived was not affected, let alone participated. Needless to say, these damned deeds were committed by the Han Chinese officers and soldiers: the young dead had their heads cut off - only they would exchange the heads of good citizens for rewards!

Why did this small, indisputable Miao village in the mountains suffer such a catastrophe?

Yang Zuo couldn't figure it out.

Everyone else couldn't figure it out.

But everyone knows one thing: blood debts are paid in blood.

The dead were buried, and a fire completely burned down the unburned bamboo houses and green crops in the fields, and all the survivors, regardless of men and women, regardless of age and age, defected to the king without hesitation.

Later, Yang Zuo followed King Hao to Chongqing. Hearing that they were going to help the enemies of the Ming Kingdom go to Liaodong to fight, Yang Zuo and his companions were so angry that they couldn't speak...... However, you still have to listen to the king. On the school field, Fan Long stabbed the dog official Xu Keqiu to death with one shot, and the unbearable Miao people were finally forced to rebel, Yang Zuo's heart was so happy! He was the first to jump out of the queue, and he slashed down a Han soldier in front of him with a knife, and then it was a good kill!

A Han official crawled and fled with his hands and feet, his official hat ran off, his hair was scattered, one of his official boots fell off, and the big red official shirt on his body was torn off, and most of it was dragged on the ground behind him, just like his former official authority. Yang Zuo took two steps forward and kicked over, the dog official staggered and fell a dog eating, turned his face, and suddenly found that Yang Zuo's appearance was very different from others, half for begging for his life and half in shock shouted: "You should be a son of the Han family, why are you a thief?" You should know what is right! ”

Yang Zuo was stunned, he had never thought about this kind of problem. However, the blood everywhere in front of him immediately brought the tragic image of his wife and children in a pool of blood in his mind, and at the same time, the answer to this question emerged: "Phew! Where I was born, for the seedlings and for the Han by the sky, it is not up to me; Which treats me as a dear and which treats me as an enemy, if I don't distinguish, it's really not as good as a pig or a dog! If you treat me as a dear, you will be my dear, and if you treat me as an enemy, you will be my enemy! On weekdays, you are a powerful and blessing, but when you die, you come to rebuke me with some righteousness, Wuna dog official, are you a fool! The already stiff Chinese words mixed with Miao language roared out of Yang Zuo's mouth, and the knife flashed, and blood splashed Yang Zuo's head and face. When he raised his head, he looked up and saw the king of luxury on horseback.

Yu Chongming, who is fluent in Chinese, has also remembered Yang Zuo since then.

After understanding Yang Zuo's life experience, coupled with his bravery in battle, Yang Zuo quickly stood out in the Yongning Army and became one of the right-hand men of King Luxury. Before going to aid Wusa, Hao Yin came to Yang Zuo and told him mysteriously that his father wanted to marry his clan sister to Yang Zuo, and when he returned to Chishui, he would personally arrange the marriage, and everyone would be a family in the future.

It's a pity that he was ambushed in the Axe Splitting Gorge, and Chishui was also attacked by Luo rebel dogs, and then fled all the way in the mountains of Yizhu Zexi, Zewo Zexi, and Xiongsuo Zexi...... When he returned to Chishui, which was burned to the rubble, his fiancée had long since disappeared, and the fire that had just risen in Yang Zuo's heart was completely and forever extinguished before it could be ignited.

The king summoned the death squad to defend the watchtower, and Yang Zuo was the first to stand up. Yu Chongming was surprised, but he didn't say anything, because he saw peace in Yang Zuo's eyes, saw that he was ready to go to another world, and even saw his expectations.

King Hao stretched out his hand to Yang Zuo and said in a deep voice: "The knife is coming." ”

Yang Zuo pulled out the knife, reversed the handle and handed it to King Luxury.

Yu Chongming looked down at the blade that had broken out of a few gaps after years of slashing and slashing, and the cracked hilt wrapped in green cloth, and sighed softly: "This knife is not worthy of my warriors." He immediately untied his saber and handed it to Yang Zuo......

There was movement on the mountain road in the distance, the grass and trees were shaking, a string of small black dots appeared, and the Han army of the Ming Kingdom drove over!

Yang Zuo let go of the copper coin hanging on his waist, lifted the red rope, tightly tucked the copper coin into his belt, and shook the knife of the king of luxury in his right hand, and the words of the king of luxury sounded in his ears again: "You and I should be father and son in the next life!" ”