"Then it's okay to go and have a look?"

Although it is a "Beijing view", it is far from being as spectacular as imagined.

The Xiliang cavalry of this battalion only killed a few hundred people, robbed property, carried women, tied their heads to the carts, and returned singing. After entering the city, the women's belongings naturally could not be discarded, and those heads were thrown on the flat ground at the entrance of the urn city, and the heads were slowly piled up, and they were even one person high.

Beyond the smoke and dust, countless people were watching, pointing and pointing.

Some people say that these people must be Yellow Turban rogues, and some people say that there are still teams of Yellow Turban thieves?

Some people also whispered and asked, is it a nearby farmer? Or was it the result of the slaughter of villages and towns further afield?

But in any case, it is rare for the people of Luoyang to see so many heads, and they are surrounded and refuse to disperse for a while.

The cavalry continued to enter the city, and their heads continued to pile up slowly, some of them still visible, some of them either covered in blood or nearly shattered in the process of killing.

Yang Xi squeezed to the front of the crowd, and when she glanced at the terrible sight, her face turned pale with fright, and she turned her head away and refused to look at it again.

"That's all severed heads?!" He exclaimed, "I'm scared to death! ”

Li Er didn't reply to him.

The shrewd, careful, well-informed, and farfarth-savvy helper didn't speak for a long time, but his face became whiter and paler.

"Li Er?"

Li Er suddenly turned his head to look at him, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

“…… What's the matter? ”

The man in his thirties was trembling and unable to speak, but stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of the skull.

This frightened look made Yang Xi want to laugh inexplicably, "You have such a strong body, you are even bolder than me-"

"Lord," Li Er finally spoke, his voice stiffer than his expression, "That's the old master?" ”

Yang Xi turned his head sharply!

The head with white hair and no eyes, isn't that the father who bought Zhuangzi in Xixian County, dozens of miles away from Luoyang?!

After the initial trance, he recognized more familiar faces from the pile of heads, in addition to his father, several servants of his family, and his younger brother, who was not yet weakly crowned! They looked at him like that with terrified eyes!!

Yang Xi's chest seemed to have been hammered hard with a heavy hammer, and then he let out a howl that did not look like a living person, and pounced!

"You ——!"

"What's the matter with this man?" A Xiliang cavalryman who had just entered the city grabbed the reins and looked at it a little puzzled.

"Crazy, aren't you?"

Another Xiliang soldier picked up the head tied to his horse, and just wanted to throw it out, the man seemed to hear their words, and rushed over with red eyes!

The battle-hardened Xiliang cavalry was not afraid, and immediately pulled out the horse lance on its back, pinched the horse's belly, and rushed forward skillfully and without scruples!

"Bang ——!"

The surrounding people let out an exclamation! A general who had already walked through the city gate turned his horse's head and came back to check the situation.

Pools of dirt and blood writhed a husk, and for a moment it had not breathed, only wailing there.

"What's going on?" The general glanced at the two cavalrymen, and a layer of frost hung on his face, "Is this what you did?" ”

The two cavalrymen immediately bowed their heads, and were about to dismount to admit their mistakes, but they were stopped by the generals.

"An unarmed civilian," he scolded, "can't even be hit with a single blow!" In vain, it is called Xiliang Iron Ride! The prestige of the country is ruined in the hands of you! ”

The last afterglow of winter shone on the majestic face of the general, and he raised his whip, and the two horsemen immediately rode back two steps and regained their lances, and the carelessness they had just had vanished.

"Come again!"

Chapter 21

On the third day, Lu Hangyu followed the last caravan into the city.

The caravans in the Kanto region are gradually decreasing, and the merchants with Longzhong accents are gradually increasing, and most of the leaders of these caravans are related to a certain big or small leader in the Xiliang army, and at least they can say a word or two, so that they can pass through this land that has been grated like a grate by the Xiliang Iron Horse.

Although she can't speak Xiliang, she has never had anything to do when she goes out alone, so the butcher shop from the owner to the guy is not too worried about whether anything will happen to her if she stays out for a few more days.

…… The price of food has risen again, and it is true that she went out to run errands for her boss, and it is also true that she purchased some food for herself by the way.

She just never imagined what it would be like when she returned to the butcher's shop.

Although the sheep butcher shop is not as heroic as the big shops in the "gold market", it is also a small name in this Guangyang Gate.

The old owner of the house was shrewd and capable, and he knew how to solve problems for his neighbors, and he had a reputation for being impatient and righteous, and he also knew how to beat up those ruffians, and there were a hundred ways to force debts from those who did not pay them. In addition to a few healthy servants in the family, he also took in a group of helpers, all of whom were quite powerful characters, and no one could bargain for anything from him.

Not only has a lot of family resources, but the sheep family even has a good relationship with the small officials in the streets and alleys nearby.

Such people, both ancient and modern, seem to be able to live quite well. Not to mention the wealthy, at least the food and clothing can still be obtained.

In order to prevent trouble, Yang Sibo even bought another family business in Xixian near Luoyang, even if it is a famine year, he should always starve to death.

Now he was placed in a hastily bought coffin with all his children, feasting on sacrifices and incense, but he could never understand why such a sloppy fate had befallen him.

Lu Hangyu couldn't have imagined that this butcher shop, which had taken her in for more than half a year and allowed her to settle down, would encounter such a thing.

The young owner who is not good at writing and has no responsibility, but he has not done anything bad, will encounter such a thing.

"Who did it?" She looked at the servants of the vigil.

The red, swollen-eyed men looked at each other, and their faces did not dare to show even indignation except fear.

Only Li Er just wanted to speak, but was stopped by the young lady.

…… Now she should no longer be called the young lady, she is already the only mistress here.

The old owner and the young owner of the sheep butcher's shop are no longer there, and the young master's son is less than three years old, and there is a daughter who is not yet in time, so he can't help her.

But among this group of mourning relatives, she is the only one who is quite conspicuous.

The Yang clan did not seem to be defeated by this sudden man-made disaster, whether he was kneeling or standing, his waist was still straight.

Hearing such a question, she shook her head wordlessly.

Lu Hangyu thought about it and took out the money bag from his waist.

…… The Han Dynasty this five-baht coin is a bit strange, a five-baht coin is normally a little more than 3 grams less than 4 grams, and a thousand coins are consistent, that is, 3 kilograms, that is, 3,000 coins are about 10 kilograms.

Seeing her struggling to dig into her pockets, Yang immediately stopped her.

"Since Da Lang has given Lang Jun, I will never want it back." She said, "Please keep Lang Jun for himself." ”

When she first coaxed the sheep to rejoice, she once said that it was a prepaid bodyguard fee.

But Yang Xi is no longer here, what about this money?

She thought for a moment, "Madame wants revenge?" ”

"Those Xiliang soldiers have been in battle for a long time, fierce and difficult to control, how can they take revenge?"

It's really fierce, but it's not so fierce that it's invincible.

The sun had completely set, and the wind swept up the dust in the city and pounced on the offerings placed in front of the coffin.

Looking at the gray-faced pig's head and the pig's blood in cups, she was a little skeptical about the probability that the young owner liked to eat this thing.

If the dead soul needs blood for sacrifice, it is clear that the blood of the enemy is more fragrant.

"That's the villain's business." She said.

Yang thought silently for a moment before speaking.

"If Lang Jun takes revenge, will he stay here?"

…… Of course not, she should have sold the house first.

But considering who buys the house may be unlucky, it seems that this house will not sell either.

Or if you don't sell this house, Dong Zhuo will die sooner or later, and when she dies, she will come back?

When she was fighting in this heart, the Yang family beckoned to the maid in the house.

When the daughter of the family came out with her younger brother in her arms, the hostess pointed to the ground, and the girl knelt down with a plop, and the sheep also knelt down!

"My generation is mediocre, my life is like duckweed, not enough to worry about, Lang Jun doesn't have to think about the deceased husband," her voice trembled, but her eyes were cold and bright, "If Lang Jun is grateful for the friendship of the deceased husband, the child will encounter ups and downs in the future, Jun is willing to help, the concubine and the deceased husband will tie the grass ring, thank you for the great grace!" ”

…… Will something like that happen? While she agreed, she thought a little confused, wasn't Dong Zhuo killed by the princes soon? On the stage of the Three Kingdoms, the protagonist is not the fat man of Xiliang, right? This paragraph should also be mentioned in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", right?

But why does time seem so long and endless?

"Time" is both long and short.

Although every day under Dong Zhuo's rule seemed incomparably long, everyone was worried and cautious, and they even survived all the way to the New Year.

The owner is keeping filial piety, and it is not good to go to the New Year.

I have no other relatives and friends in my family except for the black blade and the mouse, and I have no ancestors, and I am a little lonely in the past few years.

But for more than half a year, her chivalrous name still brushed the favorability of the neighbors, and everyone, including Mei Niang and Kong Yiji, extended an olive branch to her and invited her to her home for the New Year.

[This is a somewhat difficult choice, maybe it will be related to the subsequent plot development,] she said, [Black Blade, what do you think? 】

[If you don't want to offend anyone, of course you choose to stay at home for the New Year. 】

[But I really want to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.] She said, "I also want to drink peach soup and cypress pepper wine]

【…… Haven't you lost faith in the cuisine of this era? 】

This question made Salted Fish think for a while.

"A lot of things in this era are about to make me lose confidence," she said, "and it's not that bad compared to food." 】

With reason, Blackblade was convinced.

It was the Fan family who solved this problem, and she invited Mei Niang together.

…… It's just a bit of a rude way to put it.

"What age do the lonely mother and son keep," she said, "I am still a wife of the Fan family this year, and I may become a wife of the Lu family when I am next year, so why be hypocritical?" In such a world, a day of excitement is considered a day. ”

"Such a world" she understands, what is "Lu Housewife"? Why does it sound a little off?

But Mei Niang didn't get angry at all when she heard this kind of unkind words, she just glanced at her a little shyly?