The sky is like ink, and the cold wind is like a sword. In Chang'an City, the general's mansion of Nuoda did not even have a single soldier guarding it.

asked the old man who looked at Huangma, and Lin Ziyun learned that the war broke out on the frontier, and Qin Song had already stepped up his horse and went to the front line to resist the enemy. The world is divided into three, and the troubled times and strife will be an endless war. Lin Ziyun looked up at Xingyue, the bewitching Ziwei Emperor Star, bright and uncertain. He knew that Taiping Chang'an was getting farther and farther away.

Sitting in the shop selling apricot blossom wine, Lin Ziyun let out a cold breath.

"Little Er, come to drink. ”

Spicy in the mouth, warm in the stomach. This world is like a glass of spirits, and the water is in dire straits.

A good man, he has made meritorious contributions, and he is crowned the king and worships the prime minister. Lin Ziyun was a little agitated, and he drank the spirits. Drinking and drinking, he laughed uncontrollably. The whole world is in chaos, the world is a wasteland, and he seems to have bid farewell to the loneliness he has not seen for a long time. Living in the twenty-first century, he is lonely inside, longing to be understood, longing for everything. But he still struggles and struggles, and he can't see any hope except struggle.

"Lin Ziyun, you open your eyes and take a look, not long after. The whole Li people, they are all as homeless as you, and they have nowhere to go! Haha......" Tears rolled down like droplets. The cold wind was biting, and this tear fell on Lin Ziyun's cold heart. He just felt that his throat was stuck, he wanted to cry, he wanted to tell others that he was not alone.

This ridiculous world actually made him feel a little kind of affection when the war was in chaos. This sad world actually made him see the miserable self in the vast number of beings, and everyone saw it. You see, they're all laughing, laughing at you pitiful, laughing at you for not understanding. Lin Ziyun was also laughing, he pointed at everyone who came and went, and yelled angrily: "You fools, you will soon be like me, losing your family and home. Ha ha...... You're all just like me. ”

Lin Ziyun's arms waved wildly, and his head swayed from side to side. He vaguely felt that he had drunk too much wine, and even his throat was hoarse, and he couldn't say a word.

"Qianqian, don't leave me......"

The heavy rain in Chang'an City is continuous, like a pearl with a broken thread. Lin Ziyun opened his mouth, unable to tell which ones were tears or rain.

"I miss you so much, is that you?"

Lin Ziyun looked at the girl in front of him, as if he was in a different world. Everything seems to be a reunion yesterday, and if there is a regret in life, he will not let go. Some people say that if a person misses the person he wants to meet the most in his life. Some people will become more complacent, while others will become critical. He knows that he is the one who is negative, he is the one who is sorry, and even if he is sorry for ten thousand words, no one will pity him.

Is it a dream?

Lin Ziyun hopes never to be sober, even the rain will not stop, and the wind will not stop. He stretched out his hand, slowly, for fear of waking up the person who was haunted by his dreams and lovesick all day long.

"My young lady is kind enough to help you cover the rain, how can you be so rude?" Under the Chang'an lantern, a maid in red pointed at Lin Ziyun. Beside her, a beautiful woman, wearing a long green dress, looked like a goddess of the Asgard Palace, looking at Lin Ziyun with gentle eyes.

The corners of Lin Ziyun's mouth were bitter, and the feeling of being drenched by the rain made him sober up.

"I'm sorry, I was abrupt and rude. Lin Ziyun saluted the two women in front of him.

"Hmph, kindness is not rewarded. Miss, let's hurry back home. The woman in red glared at Lin Ziyun with beautiful eyes.

"This son, it's getting late. I see that you are preoccupied and drunk, so you can give some silver taels to this son. ”

"Miss, we've run out of silver. Chu'er said coldly.

"Don't I know about you? You know, it's just a matter of helping him. Maybe this son really encountered something sad, or encountered some difficulties. If you don't give it, it's okay, if you don't recognize me as a young lady, I can't control you. The woman in the green dress said this, and took off the pair of earrings she was wearing.

"Miss, this is your favorite pair of earrings, absolutely unacceptable. I'll take it, can't I take it?"

The woman in the green dress took the money bag from Chu'er's hand and didn't forget to glance at her.

Looking back at Long Street, the rain slanted down from the eaves, and the girl under the umbrella showed a beautiful face. But the man who had fallen drunk on the street had left, and the long lamp was shining on the water, and the rain was washing away all the dust.

"Let's go, Hatsu'er!" the woman in the green dress sighed.

Lin Ziyun leaned against the end of the long street, and he watched the girl disappear into the rain, whimpering silently.

He knew that it wasn't Qianqian, and it wasn't Tantai. He told himself: "Lin Ziyun, don't be confused, don't hurt people anymore......"

Why, God. I met the most beloved woman, but she always wanted to play tricks on me. He can't forget the girl who didn't even break up with him, and he can't forget the laughter and crying together. Those things that once thought each other were the most beautiful things have become the most painful things.

"God, why are you doing this to me. ”

You can't drink the flower wine of the drunken Red Mansion, you can't drink the spicy apricot blossom wine, Lin Ziyun, you are really useless.

What does the chaos in the world have to do with you? What does it have to do with you?

An end, an encounter in the rain. Lin Ziyun wanted to find a quiet place to live, plant flowers and hoe fields, pick chrysanthemums under the east fence, accompany Caixia, and watch the lonely bird fly over the river at night.

On the frontier, the sunset dyed the world red. Desolate as a battlefield where the sun sets over a river, Qin Song bowed down on horseback. He struggled to pull out the spear that had pierced the enemy's heart, and let out a breath of turbidity.

"Fuck your son of a bitch, for the sake of the world, but you have to sacrifice thousands of my good men. Qin Song scolded.

"General, we're defending! we're defending!"

"Hooray, hooray, hurrah......"

Some of the soldiers who survived the battlefield wept with joy and fell to their knees.

Qin Songhu looked at these brothers who were born and died with him, and some of them took off their armor and walked with difficulty. Some people wiped their blades with their sleeves, and some cried down beside their comrades. This invincible general of Tianbao, who fought in the north and south, and the general who was hand-picked by the emperor to protect the country, wept with tiger eyes.

"Kill one person, destroy a family. Kill a man, destroy a country. What's wrong with the people? What's wrong with the innocent people in this world?" Qin Song clenched his fists and his eyes were red.

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations. General Qin, only in this way may be able to Taiping Chang'an. ”

Lin Ziyun's words resounded in Qin Song's heart.

"Big brother, if heaven and earth are unfair and the people suffer, what will happen to you?"

What would Lin Ziyun do?

Obeying the emperor's orders is an endless war, and it is the displacement of the people of the world. But if there is no war, his homeland will be shattered, and his country will never be restored, and his home will never be restored.

In Nanyan Hengzhou, in a military camp tent. A young general in silver armor drove away the singing and dancing maikos, and he raised his eyebrows at the two strangely dressed men who landed in front of him.

"What are you waiting for, as long as our brother rings this town spirit bell. The Northern Yan people are vulnerable, you are now a woman, and you don't want to think about how many of you the Northern Yan Army has killed. ”

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man in a black coat with a long black beard, holding a whisk in his hand. Beside him was a man dressed in white with a long white beard.

The silver-armored man pondered for a moment and said loudly: "White impermanence, black impermanence, there will be an order." The two of you will take 50,000 horses to capture Yejiang City, and I will see the head of Zhou Yi, the Marquis of Zhenguo, today. ”