Chapter 88, for the people and for the common people

The wind is cool and the heart is hot, and there are green mountains and green grass, small bridges and flowing water.

There is a sentence in my mind: what is the world?

Qiao Feng stood tall and stood like a mountain.

Silent, silent for a long, long time, Qiao Feng spoke: "The world is the world, the world of the people of the world, and the world of the people?"

Coarse clothes and linen, Qiao Sanhuai stood in the wind, in the mountains, incomparably small, but this small person said a deafening question that made Qiao Feng deafening: "Even if it is the world of the people of Limin, how can the people of Liming have a day of peace?"

Qiao Feng lowered his head and shook his head: "Wars are frequent, smoke is everywhere, and there has never been peace in the world." ”

Qiao Sanhuai glanced at Qiao Feng coldly, and then asked, "How can the world be peaceful?"

Qiao Feng bowed his head and was silent.

Qiao Sanhuai continued: "The world is from the Song Dynasty, the Liao is from the Western Xia, the Dali is from Dali, and the people from Tubo, but it is not a family with one surname and one country, do you understand?"

Qiao Feng stood like a stone pillar, and was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "I understand." ”

Qiao Sanhuai continued to ask, "What do you understand?"

Qiao Feng's face was expressionless, but his expression was incomparably solemn and said: "I understand why my father carved the wolf totem for me, I understand the meaning of my father's words just now." ”

Qiao Sanhuai's words were concise, and he said, "Why?"

Qiao Feng said: "My father wants me to take the dawn of the people of the world as my own responsibility, instead of burdening myself with a family, a surname and a country. ”

Qiao Sanhuai held the cigarette stick and did not speak.

Qiao Feng's face was moved, his eyes lit up, and he continued: "The so-called dawn people of the world are not only the people of the Great Song Dynasty, but also the people of the Great Liao, Xixia, Tubo, Dali and other countries in the world. ”

Qiao Sanhuai still didn't speak, but there were tears left on his rigid and cold old face.

Although tears were shed, the man stood like a long pine, and his expression was stiff.

He only said, "What do you want?"

Qiao Feng said: "The world is still peaceful." He took a deep breath, looked at the distant mountains, looked into the distance, and muttered to himself: "The struggle for power and profit is the reason why the world is undecided, and the people of Dawn suffer.

Qiao Sanhuai looked at Qiao Feng silently, and suddenly knelt down under Qiao Feng's surprise.

Fall on your knees on this desolate land ravaged by war.

Tears have become rivers and poured out.

Qiao Feng wanted to reach out to help his father up, but his hand was stiff in mid-air, and he didn't move after all, he could see that his father was happy rather than sad, if a person vented his heart for many years, how could he be unhappy?

Qiao Feng looked into the distance and looked at the world.

Once he saw the road ahead, but because of his Khitan identity, he found that the road ahead was dark.

A lamp, a lamp once again helped him illuminate the way forward, this time he saw more clearly than before, at this time he knelt silently behind his father, looking at the man in front of him who had lost his body because of life but did not overwhelm his faith and will because of life, Qiao Feng sighed heavily: "What about the Song people? What about the Khitan people? If the world is peaceful, I Qiao Feng will not hesitate to leave a stench for 10,000 years." ”

The wind is colder, but the heart is hot.

Two figures, one old and one young, supported each other and walked on the rugged mountain road.

The trail is rugged, but there is always a time to finish.

Although the world is full of smoke, there will be a day when it will be calm.

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Ten miles of spring breeze, the birds came to Hangu Pass under the spring breeze, broke into the deaf and dumb valley, fell into the hands of Mo Dump Chi, and appeared in front of Wang Yuyan.

It's the first day of April.

When he opened the letter, an incomparably bright smile appeared on the face of the ink pouring pool, and the bright room became brighter. Mo Tingchi smiled and sighed, handed the letter to Wang Yuyan, who was puzzled, and sighed softly: "If there are a few more Qiao Feng in the world, why do I need to behave so boringly." ”

Letters, letters written on coarse rice paper.

But the font is neat, with a super-earthly atmosphere.

It recounts the bits and pieces of Qiao Feng's events at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, all of which are recorded on rice paper and appear in the hands of Mo Dump Chi.

In particular, Qiao Feng and Qiao Sanhuai's words when worshipping the wordless monument were recorded word for word, and Mo Dumping Chi also sighed because of this, with a look of admiration on his face.

After reading, Wang Yuyan also restrained the smile on her face, her expression was solemn and solemn, she looked up at the ink pouring pool, her expression was solemn, and asked, "Do you know what is written in the letter?"

Pouring wine, drinking, Mo poured Chi elegantly and calmly: "I know, Qiao Feng acted according to my plan, and knew that he was a Han and not a Khitan." ”

Wang Yuyan sneered, with sarcasm in her eyes: "Do you really think that Qiao Feng doesn't know that he is a Khitan? Do you really think that Qiao Feng doesn't have the slightest suspicion?"

Mo Tingchi smiled slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of playfulness.

He stood up, propped his hands on the table, approached Wang Yuyan, stopped when he was a foot away, and asked, "What if he doubts? What if he doesn't doubt it? I just need to achieve my plan, and I don't want anything else." ”

Wang Yuyan was stunned for a moment, immediately calmed down, looked at Mo Tianchi with a strange expression, and asked, "Do you think that even if Qiao Feng knew his identity as a Khitan, he wouldn't mind cooperating with us?"

Mo Dump Chi narrowed the chuckle on his face, smiled softly, laughed with unparalleled confidence and domineering, and with a touch of sigh, he walked to the window, threw the carrier pigeon away, and sighed softly: "This is where I have to admire Qiao Feng, everyone in the world can remember hatred, but he can let go of hatred, so everyone in the world is a mediocre person, and he is a hero." ”

"It's a pity that heroes are destined to be desolate?" Wang Yuyan sighed.

"But fortunately, the hero is destined to go down in history. Mo Dumping Chi looked back at Wang Yuyan with a smile, and said lightly: "It's a pity that I'm not a hero, I'm not a mediocre person, I'm destined to be buried in the dusty years and sink forever." ”

Wang Yuyan's heart was pounding, but she was very calm and naturally turned to look at Mo Tingchi.

Her heart was beating, but her heart was calm, she was the kind of person who knew what she was going to do no matter what. "Maybe I've already liked her. In her heart, Wang Yuyan asked herself.

The result of asking yourself is yes.

A positive result brings calm.

She looked at it all calmly, she felt it all sensibly.

The wind was blowing, and the people who were blowing her were also her heart, she stood up, looked at the back of Mo Dumping, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and sighed softly in her heart: "I don't want to be a word." ”

At this moment, she smiled like a flower, captivating the country and the city.

Mo Dumping Pool closed his eyes, but his mind was still the delicate and elegant face.

Two silent sighs rang out in the room.

No one knows, except themselves.

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The stone path is full of machine formations.

Su Xinghe walked in the stone road, lit candles, walked step by step, listened step by step.

Solemn, solemn and a little cold, eyes as sharp as electricity, white robes and robes, walking like fluttering, like a fairy, this is still deaf and dumb, except for chess, there is no other, no desire and no desire Su Xinghe?

"Xinghe, what are you doing here?"

Before he stopped, a voice came from inside the cave, and Su Xinghe stopped and said, "The disciple has come to report a few pieces of news to the teacher." His voice was hoarse, and he struggled to open his mouth, and he had not spoken for a long time.

"Okay, you can say that. A cold and indifferent voice sounded.

Su Xinghe stopped, did not step forward, saluted respectfully, and replied: "There are three pieces of news, first, it has been determined that the people who came with Mo Dumping Chi are none other than the master Li Qiushui and your grandson, Queen Yuyan. ”

The man in the cave said indifferently: "Go on!"

Su Xinghe said: "The second news, Tianshan Tong's grandmother appeared in Hangu Pass. ”

The man in the cave chuckled, smiling playfully: "I didn't expect her to come too, it's good, what about the third news?"

Su Xinghe said: "The traitor Ding Chunqiu is on the way." ”

In an instant, a chill surged into his heart, and Su Xinghe stood like a stone sculpture, his expression sincere and respectful.

After a while, the voice of the person in the cave sounded: "Very good, he is here too, very good!"

Su Xinghe sighed in his heart, he could hear the killing intent contained in the two very good, the matter had been expected by him, he was not surprised, what he wanted to know at this time was not this question, but a question.

After a while, Su Xinghe said: "Dare to ask the master, how to deal with the master?"

There was still no speech in the cave for a long time, Su Xinghe did not leave, and waited without moving.

I don't know how long it took, but the helpless voice came from the cave: "I don't want to kill her." ”

Su Xinghe nodded and said respectfully: "Master, I will contact Tianshan Tong Grandma for you." ”

"Go ahead!"

"I know!" Su Xinghe turned to leave, extinguishing the candlelight.

In the dark, Su Xinghe gradually extinguished the respect on his face, only a face of indifference and ridicule, as well as self-deprecation.

Walk out of the cave, close the mechanism, and the stone wall is intact.

He walked to the bottom of the waterfall, listened to the sound of the waterfall, recalled all the things in his mind, sighed softly, murmured, Su Xinghe turned around and left.

Su Xinghe is still Su Xinghe, but it is no longer the previous Su Xinghe.

In the cave, Wuyazi sat cross-legged, his eyes were fierce, he looked at his knees with almost no consciousness with a hideous face, and muttered: "My good apprentice, the day you return will be your death." ”

The earth trembled, the Xuan Gong operated, and the cliff floated in mid-air, sitting on a carefully cast stone chair, looking up at the starlight sprinkled in the sky.

Laughing, laughing wildly, unscrupulous.

For a long time, tears flowed down from laughter.

He lowered his head and looked at the ring on his left thumb with a blank expression.

The ring shines with this fluorescent glow, colorful.

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It has a beautiful name, the name Seven Treasures Ring.

Above the stone cave, a pair of cold eyes silently watched all this, without words, without making the slightest sound, and left.

Leaving a perfect back in mid-air.