Tibetan General's Mansion.

Long Yingtian set up a home in the General's Mansion, and Ye Qianhong accompanied him.

Since the last seizure of power, the guards in the palace have been favored and paid double the salary, and the general's palace has been as usual.

This Liao Qian lived all his life, and in the first half of his life, he was a hero of the imperial court guarding the frontier, but unfortunately after both wealth and wealth, he had to rebel for fame and fortune, and until the moment he died, he never repented.

Therefore, sometimes people really have to make a careful decision at a critical moment, Liao Qian only lived for two more years, but these two years were enough to fall into infamy, including his brothers who had had a lifelong friendship before.

Long Yingtian and Ye Qianhong sat on the eaves and looked at the scene on the street outside the General's Mansion, they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Although the world is chaotic and there are wars everywhere, it is far from the state border, and the people here are much more stable, and they don't care who their people are, they only know that their lives have almost been changed, and now it is good. These people are powerless to resist, as long as they are given a normal life, they will not be unable to live with themselves, this is an immutable law.

This battle full of gunpowder is only between the big people, and those small people, some of them have become stepping stones, and some of them are like the people on this street, repeating the simple life every day.

Ye Qianhong said: "Presumably, the streets of Taiping City are even more lively." ”

Long Yingtian looked at the street in front of him, there were still people cooking chaos on the street, some people were selling noodles, although there were not many people coming to eat, but there were also a little fireworks. Long Yingtian replied: "It's the same everywhere, where there are people, there is movement." It's just that in the hearts of these people, it's not the same as usual, so there are a lot fewer people here. ”

Ye Qianhong asked: "It's also a troubled time, how is this better than you were back then?"

In the past, in addition to her admiration for Long Yingtian, she also had respect, so she naturally didn't dare to ask more. But after Long Yingtian broke off his hand, Ye Qianhong took good care of him for half a year, and in the past half a year, Long Yingtian calmed down, and Ye Qianhong talked more with him.

Long Yingtian frowned slightly and recalled: "When the curfew was implemented, it was not like now, when there was a war, the people could still be so calm. ”

"Alliance leader, I can understand you. If you think the people will suffer, you won't do that. Ye Qianhong's implication was that Long Yingtian had already thought of this scene before stirring up the world.

The non-interference between the military and the people is also the keynote laid down in the past 20 years of peace and prosperity. After all, there is a lesson from the past, the defeat of the previous dynasty is actually a defeat to the people, no matter who the people above the Son of Heaven is, if they can live in peace, they will naturally not set off big waves.

Long Yingtian said: "How can I be so great, this world is in chaos, but it is also for my own selfishness." Xiao Yuan said that I let hundreds of thousands of people in the world kill each other because of one person's life, and thousands of people died in the battle of Taiqing Mountain alone. I used to be a hero in her heart, but now, I have become a butcher she is a little afraid of......" Speaking of this, Long Yingtian was originally expressionless, but he actually had a wry smile.

Ye Qianhong sighed and said, "This girl has grown up and has her own ideas." I think it's normal, at least she has good intentions and doesn't have the femme fatale like me. ”

As soon as Ye Qianhong's words fell, Long Yingtian stared at Ye Qianhong with a frown, Ye Qianhong thought that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly got up and said, "The alliance leader forgives his sins." ”

Long Yingtian said lightly: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. Your femme fatale is all for me, if we weren't ruthless, we wouldn't be able to get to where we are today. ”

After saying that, Long Yingtian straightened up again and looked at the street not far away.

Ye Qianhong stood and looked at Long Yingtian, who was sitting, this once tall and majestic man had now become a thin old man, but he was still haunted by his dreams. Ye Qianhong's eyes moistened, she already knew that everything she had done for him before, Long Yingtian knew it and took it to heart, but her personality dictated it and she didn't show it to the outside.

......

Huizhou border, deep in the mountains.

There is a village in the deep mountains, the people are simple, a total of 11 families, 79 people.

The Puhua monk was in rags, the white hair on his head had just been plucked out, and the blood had condensed on his scalp, which looked very terrifying. His face was a little tired, and he found this place, so he went in to make a fortune.

At this time, although it was late at night, these people were still sitting on the grain pile and chatting, and the five or six children at the intersection were not afraid of life. Puhua smiled and tore off the Buddha beads, and the children happily picked up the Buddha beads.

This movement caught the attention of the adults who were chatting that day.

Puhua walked towards the crowd, and just after the Buddha ceremony, a shirtless man asked, "Little Master, are you hungry?"

Puhua nodded, and a hoarse voice from an old man beside the big man shouted: "In the house, bring some food out, and a little monk will come to make a fortune." ”

Soon, a white-haired peasant woman came out with two sweet potatoes, and the old man gave a look, and the white-haired peasant woman trembled and handed the plate containing sweet potatoes to Puhua.

"Amitabha, good, good. After this Puhua finished saluting, he was not polite, grabbed the two sweet potatoes and devoured them. The peasant woman had just told her to make a hot sound, and when she saw Puhua like this, she shook her head and turned around and left.

When the old man saw this, he asked, "Little monk, why are you here?"

Puhua listened and said, "After I fell from the mountain, I have been living in the deep mountains, feeding on living animals every day. It's a pity that for most of the past six months, the living beasts around me have been eaten by me, so I have to come out to make a fate. ”

A fat man with a good deed listened to Puhua's seemingly inconsequential words, and asked with a smile: "Little monk, what kind of beast are you talking about? Is it a rabbit or a tiger, a pheasant or a python?"

Puhua turned sideways to the fat man and said, "Both." ”

The fat man was even happier: "Little monk, are you a little bit of a problem with your mind?" ”

Puhua shook his head, and then concentrated on eating sweet potatoes again.

This move caused laughter from everyone present.

Not far away, a thin man with a good fortune asked in a loud voice, "Little monk, those scabs on your head were scratched because you caught a tiger?"

Puhua has a question: "No." ”

"Is that a leopard? Or was it accidentally attacked by a vulture?" the fat man came to join in the fun.

"Neither. "Puhua just finished eating, and even the sweet potato skin was eaten in my stomach.

The bare-chested man said: "This little monk is confused, and his words are so inconsequential." There are no temples nearby, and I don't know where they came from. ”

"What's that?" the little man asked.

Puhua said lightly: "Because I have gray hair on my head, I don't like it, so I pulled it out myself." ”