At this time, it was only the beginning of April, and a light snow fell from the sky. The catkins on the bank of the shallow embankment were flying, colliding with the velvet snow, and for a moment I didn't know whether it was willow or snow, or the tears flowing from the pale and desperate face.

Little Douzi curled up in the arms of a woman in her early thirties, sobbing, and lifted his round face, which was slightly white and blue, "Well, mother..... Little Bean is afraid ......"

He stopped sobbing, and when he saw his brother crying louder in his mother's arms, he stretched out his little blackened hand and gently patted his brother's shoulder, and his nails were covered with mud and ash.

Xiaodouzi is not a child who does not like cleanliness, when he was still in Manyuan Village in Jiangcheng, although his family was poor, he was still enough to eat and clothe. His father died early, his mother was pregnant at that time, and the heavy work of the family fell on Douzi.

Douzi often went to the river not far away to fetch water, carrying two small wooden barrels, and when the people in the village saw it, they praised him for his strength.

Beanzi's younger brother was still a baby in swaddling clothes, and under the gentle patting of his brother, he gradually quieted down. But then came a violent dry cough -

The cough mingled with the crying, and once again it rang out heartbreakingly.

Xiaodouzi's mother lowered her head with tears, coughed lightly, and kept shaking the baby in her arms, hoping that he could calm down as soon as possible.

Everything, blame the damn disease-

Suddenly, one day, the peace of Manyuan Village was broken. A sudden disease swept through Manyuan Village, and the people in the village died and fled. In a few days, it was in ruins.

Because the village is located in a remote place in Jiangcheng, the government of Jiangcheng cannot help the people in time. The few remaining villagers had no choice but to flee to make a living.

So, Xiaodouzi's family followed the village chief to Chang'an City, which was closest to the village. Instead of traveling thousands of miles to seek the protection of the Jiangcheng government, it is better to rely on his own strength and come to Chang'an on foot to seek a way out.

Although Manyuan Village is not rich, the sky here is connected to the blue waves. The blue waves are surging, looming the existing mountains and islands.

This village is not far from the legendary fairy mountain - Tu Mountain, and the village is often frequented by special guests, and rare creatures such as Suzuka and white foxes often strayed into the village. But most of the people in the village are kind-hearted, and they only drive them out of the village, and they will not kill the killers.

Until that day—

The kind-hearted Little Bean retrieves a wounded fox. The fox's fur was silvery-white, and a pair of eyes that were dark and round like jewels stared straight at Little Bean's mother.

Little Bean's mother was covered with a chill and asked Little Beanzi to hurry up and drive the fox out, but Little Beanzi was reluctant, saying that it was injured and would be released after it was cured.

Since then, Xiaodouzi has gone to the mountains and forests to pick some herbs, and when he smells it, he knows which is the one that heals injuries and saves lives, and which one is extremely poisonous. Because his father is a man who saves lives and helps the wounded.

The injury on the little silver fox's foot was getting better day by day under the careful care of the little bean, and when he wanted to leave, the little silver fox looked back at the little bean and his mother.

Xiaodouzi's mother felt that there was no seeping chill in its eyes, but something crystal swirling.

Soon after, Douzi's younger brother was born, and Douzi was a little disappointed because he wanted to have a younger sister.

A few days later, a banquet was held in the village, and it was the son of the village chief who took over a big business with Chang'an, and the village will become rich from then on, and everyone will no longer have to live a hard life.

However, it was during that feast that Little Beanzi saw the silver fox again.

The silver fox was tied upside down and hung upside down in the open space in the center of the feast. Xiaodouzi is still young, but four or five-year-old children naturally can't understand what the people in the village are saying. He only knew that at this moment, he looked at the eyes of the little silver fox, but his eyes were full of devouring hatred.

Xiaodouzi's mother naturally understands that the business that the village talks about is the business of killing living beings and selling fox skin and fox meat. When she saw that Xiaodouzi was about to step forward, she grabbed him and scolded, "What do you want to do?"

"Mother, the little fox is very pitiful, I will save it. ”

"What can you do? Don't cause any more trouble. ”

Xiaodouzi's mother said forbearingly, "Douzi, don't go, you can't stop it at all." ”

Little Bean's mother tugged at his tiny arm tightly, and it hurt to pull. Little Douzi also knew his mother's intentions, but those people peeled off the little silver fox's fur alive in front of the villagers.

Little Beanzi hurriedly covered her eyes, but she could see from the gap in her little hand what a bloody scene it was.

He cried, very loudly. The mother hugged him and said, "Everything will pass." ”

After the feast, Xiaodouzi was sick for three days and three nights. After he recovered from his illness, he heard that the village chief's son had been coughing incessantly for the past few days, not getting a drop of water, and his body and bones were getting weaker and weaker, and he was about to die.

Over time, the villagers gradually developed such symptoms, and the village chief felt bad, but it was too late.

The villagers are all sick, and the fertile land is deserted. Many people chose to leave the village, leaving only orphans, widows, widows and elderly people waiting to die in this village.

Little Beanzi didn't know what was going on, just stared at the gray sky outside the house in a daze.

When he looked up at the sky again, he had already arrived in Chang'an. The sky in Chang'an City was as blue as a wash, and there were layers of waves where the clouds passed, and he remembered that the sky in Manyuan Village, his hometown, had also been like this.

.......

Li Gan saw that the little doll was crying, so he winked at the person next to him. The two soldiers were given the order to bring the torches they had prepared, and were about to throw them at the pile of wood where several men were tied.

Seeing this, the refugees begged for mercy with all their might. Unexpectedly, Li Gan turned his back and couldn't see their miserable appearance at all.

Lao Suo, who was the village chief, looked up to the sky at this moment and sighed, "God..... Why do you ...... us like this?"

Seeing everyone like this, Xiaodouzi couldn't suppress the fear and despair in his heart, and cried loudly. He didn't want to die, he hadn't grown up with his brother yet, and he wanted to eat the batter made by his mother again.

He hadn't said anything to the little silver fox yet..... I'm sorry......

He has not yet thanked the two good-looking brothers who placed them in the house on Chang'an Avenue that day.

If it weren't for his day, he saw the man in strange clothes outside the house like them, coughing and helpless. He would not let the man in strange clothes into the house, and the man would not bring the officers and soldiers to the detriment of everyone.

It's all yourself..... It's all self-inflicted.....

Little Bean couldn't cry.

When everyone was desperate, they only heard a woman's singing, like a plate of pearls and jade falling into the heart, ticking and knocking straight to the heart.

Yao also closed her eyes and slowly stepped forward, what she sang was the middle song of "Six Orders" she created.

The six orders are the best at talking, I don't know if at this time, what she sings can arouse a little conscience in the hearts of those people?

Six Orders

Flying snow in early summer, Chang'an book is sad.

The heavens and the earth suddenly turned colored, and the wind danced with catkins.

In the city, the jade building silver street, the sound of crying all the way.

Children cry, widows and widows, and the king's heart is iron-hearted.

I regret the loss of benevolence of the Tang King, and only listen to the drum of Gong'e.

The child wept without eyes, and tears fell into broken jade beads.

The mother sighed how difficult life was, and her heart was as dead as ink.

Your Excellency, who has a thousand wounds?