MTL - I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man-Chapter 234 Fang Yuanfanwai: Noise from the Run (2)

About three or four years later, on the way back from Wuling's Bianguan, we passed this mountain road in Guang Luan.

Bai Guangxi slowed down.

His heart was full of confusion and pain, not only because of the increasingly difficult battles in Bianguan, but also the news from last month that the only child of Wang Shuo and Chen Zhe had died.

When he received the news, he was full of distress, and despite winning the battle, Nan Chen's soldiers and horses were also brutally damaged.

Full of exhaustion and exhausted, he could not wait to fall down immediately and close his eyes. But at night, lying on the bed, I couldn't sleep.

Walking on the mountain road, he unknowingly turned to the familiar direction. For a few years, I don't know what happened to the mother and daughter. In the wind and rain, if there is a pair of stable people, it is at least a comfort.

However, when Zema came to the Yujia Winery, Bai Guangxi found that although the winery was still open for business, it was completely ruined.

The original humble tables, chairs and benches are even more dilapidated, coupled with the dusty environment.

In memory, Yu Zhenniang has always been a clean-loving woman. Although herself and her daughter's clothes are worn out, they are neatly packed, and the small wine shop is very clean and refreshing.

Three years have passed, how could it have changed so much.

Bai Guangxi hurried off the horse and entered the wine shop. Yu Zhenniang was behind the counter, and at a glance, the young lady of Xiuqing seemed to be twenty years old, her horns were dazzling white, and her expression and manners were through the stiffness and dullness of the elderly, as if it was a wither The flower has lost all its vitality and moisture.

Why is this so, Anfu? Could it be that in the past three years, this desperate child became sick again?

Yu Zhenniang carefully identified, and finally recognized that the handsome young man in front of him was the original young general.

Her eyes were glowing with dead grey eyes.

But after listening to Bai Guangxi's inquiry clearly, that ray of light quickly went out.

"Anfu, you should be alive. Maybe you are enjoying it, rather than following my mother."

From the description of Yu Zhenniang's upside down, Bai Guangxi finally knew that just one year ago, Yu Zhenniang sold Anfu.

I sold it to a passer-by and exchanged it for two or two silvers before paying last year's tax.

If a thunder broke into Bai Guangxi's heart, he couldn't ask why he had to sell his natural daughter. How much Yu Zhenniang loves her children, he knows very well, the more she discovers, the despair and pain of the moment she sells her daughter.

"If you don't pay the tax, you have to sell it to the government. Anyway, it is sold. The merchant looks kind and kind ..." Yu Zhenniang said incoherently, "I hope she can work honestly and eat a bite of food Is better than staying here waiting to die. "

Her eyes were filled with bleak death. "Nothing, nothing."

Bai Guangxi suddenly felt a severe pain in his heart, a kind of suffocation that would drown him all.

Even in the face of tens of thousands of battles in the southern army, he never felt so terrified.

He flew out suddenly, leaving the call of guard far behind.

He galloped, ran on the mountain road, and finally stopped in a barren field.

He looked around blankly, what was it for? Fighting along the way ...

The guards around him followed. Among them, Fang Yuan said hurriedly: "General, don't worry, there is always a way to sell such things. If the general wants to find the whereabouts of that child, he can blame the local government. Searching businessmen will definitely find them. "

Another pro soldier also advised, "If the general sympathizes with the mother and daughter, they can redeem them and take them back to the house for resettlement. Wouldn't it be a hundred times better to be a winemaker in Baifu than to show their face outside."

Search, find, place ...

Even if he can relieve the mother and daughter and give them a happy life, what about the millions of Yu Zhenniang and An Fu on this land? How many people can he save?

He did not respond to the words of the soldiers around him, walking forward infatuatedly, on the top of the mountain, as far as he could see, his eyes were stricken. The villages under the mountain are extremely poor.

After so many years of fighting, what is it for? Every day was flooded with war and killings, and there was no time to take a closer look at what the scenery behind him had become.

The bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no chicken sound for thousands of miles.

*****

After a long time, he came to the man and listened to him after reading the documents of the people's livelihood in Nanchenliu County, and sighed, "It's hard for Nanchen Xiao court, and he can still have the energy to support him for so many years."

To the bewildered sight of Bai Guangxi, the young emperor explained: "The livelihood of people in Six Counties is almost at its limit. Just looking at the number of its registered population, we can know that a stable country has a large population and a large population. Increasing gradually. At the beginning of the Southern Chen Xiao court, there were more than 6 million people in the six counties, but less than 4 million years later. In the south these years, the weather is smooth, the food is plentiful, and there is no natural disaster. The population is sharp. To such an extent, you are overwhelmed. "

That was shortly after the poisoning plan, and the court of the Da Zhou Dynasty was in a state of excitement and was preparing to fight with Nan Chen. Qin Nuo carefully reviewed Nan Chen's various aspects of people's livelihood affairs, and made this sigh.

"How difficult the people's livelihood is, the people are miserable, pitiful, regrettable."

At that time, Bai Guangxi, who had become Fang Yuan, realized more deeply how cruel the people of Nanchenliu County had been in the past ten years.

It is ridiculous for more than ten years that the most straightforward pity I heard was from the mouth of the emperor of the enemy country.

*****

That night, he wandered in the wild, immersed in pain for a long time, until the dawn dawned in the distance, he finally remembered his responsibility.

Dragging a tired heart, he returned to Beijing.

He was thinking about telling Chen Yi these things and discussing with Master Wen whether they should reduce local taxes and reduce the burden on the people.

Since the establishment of the Southern Chen Xiao court, Bai Guangxi has adhered to his status as a military commander. Apart from military affairs, he has rarely expressed his opinions on politics. He is now in charge of most of the elite soldiers, and then intervenes in the political affairs. Even if he and Chen Ye's love, nobody will say anything, but he himself feels wrong.

But today, he feels that he has to say something for the people who are struggling here and there.

However, when he really met Chen Yan, he found that he could not say anything.

It was already midnight when he returned to the palace, and several ministers such as Chen Kun and Wen Miao were negotiating for the new year's military expenses.

Bai Guangxi entered the hall, listening silently to their sometimes fierce and sometimes moderate disputes.

It was midnight, and finally the matter was finalized. Wen Miao retreated.

Chen Min looked up from the papers at the table and smiled bitterly at his friend: "It was really impossible to imagine before, to calculate the day of dawn for thousands of dollars."

The resistance to the invasion of the Yugoslav Army on this trip was longer than before and the expenditure was even greater.

Chen Yan's eyes and eyebrows were deeply tired and painful.

He stood up and threw down the discounts in his hand, as if he had left the mixed government affairs aside temporarily.

"Fortunately, you are fine." He approached his friend, clasped his hands on his shoulders, and smiled. "I and Wang Shuo are extremely worried these days."

His eyes were still bright, but his thin figure seemed to fall down. After the young prince died, he didn't eat or drink for a few days, but he didn't relax the government for a moment, review the memorials and the front-line scheduling.

Bai Guangxi suddenly felt that he could not speak the words that came to his throat. He hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "I just heard what Wen was saying to Wang Shangshu from the Ministry of Taxation."

"It was Wang Anmin's proposal to increase taxes, but I rejected them. If there is any increase in taxes, there are still people who can survive." Chen Ye smiled bitterly.

"It's difficult to walk. When is such a day in such a day?" Chen Yan finally sighed with a loss.

Bai Guangxi didn't answer, yes, from the king to the people, to the soldiers on the battlefield, which one is not painful?

Why is this road to rejuvenation so painful and difficult?

When is the end?

Out of the palace, it didn't take long before he rushed to the front again.

Passing that mountain road, the former wine shop has been left full of dust. The woman who was struggling in suffering died quietly in the shabby wooden house the day after Bai Guangxi's departure.

Is it suicide or disease? No one wants to explore.

Bai Guangxi's relatives thought of taking her away, looking for a safe and easy way for her, but saw her body. Helpless soldiers buried him.

The news was then sent to the general's desk. Bai Guangxi was silent for a long time, all he could say was a plain sentence: "I see."

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People are already dead, why are they here? Standing in front of the grave, Bai Guangxi looked at the wine shop not far away. Without the caretaker, the original humble premises quickly became dilapidated and crumbling in the wind and rain.

It was like a silent tombstone, sacrifice to the mother and daughter who struggled to survive in the cold wind and rain, but had no choice but to wither and wither.

"Why reunite?" He couldn't help asking this sentence.

The soldiers around him were surprised, how could their generals suddenly talk about this.

Fang Yuan first spoke, and it seemed that he had never even thought about it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Of course for revenge." Fang's clan was Nan Chen's famous gate. When the country was destroyed, most of them were slaughtered. Yu fled to the south.

This revenge drew the response of most people. Most of the guards around Bai Guangxi were born in the door of the Nan Chen family. They experienced deep blood and revenge. Even a few people have fled to the South Chen Xiao court in recent years. Side.

After Dazhou soldiers and horses occupied this splendid and prosperous land, the search and oppression became increasingly cruel. Although the people's livelihood in the six southern counties withered, the other homeland was not much better. Not only bear the harsh taxes, but I do not know when it will break the door, even the wife and children can not be saved. I heard that Xungui and the clan who were detained to Beijing were also dismal.

The road to resurrection is difficult, but trying to survive is not easy.

In the midsummer weather, Bai Guangxi felt a cold chill.

The whole world is lonely, no hope, no way out.

Is it so painful to be born?

The inner trance did not last long, and when the end came, they could not even struggle.

The Southern Army made every effort, and the 200,000 army attacked the southern Chen Xiao court, and it seemed that they wanted to remove this obstructive and obstructive obstruction.

Unprecedented pressure and huge military comparisons make any scheming arrangement futile.

Guang Luan and Wu Ling counties were successively captured and Nan Chen soldiers and horses retreated. At the moment when the soldiers were near the city, Bai Guangxi let a few elites guard the Chen Chen couple and the DPRK minister to evacuate separately, leaving himself behind.

After listening to the fierce killings for nine years and smelling the pungent **** smell for nine years, it has never been so intense as it is now.

The killing struggle accompanied him to grow from a teenager to a young man. Has it finally come to an end at this moment?

Fortunately, close your eyes and never have to worry about those issues again. Perhaps the post-mortem world has more light than the living world.

However, the world is impermanent, with the soldiers around him fighting to the last moment, exhausted to fall from the wall.

After a long period of pain and coma, he could open his eyes again.

At that time, he was already in the captive camp of the Southern Zhou Army. His body was almost stained with blood, and he tried to raise his hand. He found that there were several horizontal and vertical scars on his face. Holding in his hand was the identity plate guarding Fang Yuan around him.

He recalled hard before, at the last moment, as if a few soldiers around him, they shouted in despair: "General, you must hold on, you can't die!"

Then there was a severe pain on the face. It seemed that there were still a few hands that hurriedly took off his armor ...

From the mournful talks of the captives around him, and the cries of the caretaker soldiers, he knew what happened in a coma for several days.

General Nan Chen, Bai Guangxi, took several relatives to bear the stubborn resistance until the last moment, and was beheaded by the swarming southern army. Chen Kun fled with his courtiers. This operation of the Yugoslav Army was finally overwhelmed.

It was Fang Yuan who finally changed clothes and armor to himself and died for himself.

He Ho De Ho can, a life, there are so many people willing to sacrifice life to maintain.

Looking up, looking at the light of the sky, Bai Guangxi didn't know why he could continue to live. Maybe just don't want to disappoint Fang Yuan's sacrifice.

The Yugoslavian attack did not continue. The battle was fierce and the Yugoslav Army suffered heavy losses.

Chen Kun fled to the territory of Wuli Kingdom, and soon became the son-in-law of the Wuli Kingdom. He dispatched soldiers and horses from the south to send reinforcements northward. After several confrontations with the Southern Army, Yu Wenchen saw that he could not take advantage, but had no choice but to retreat.

Seventy-eight thousand Nan Chen soldiers and horses captured by this war were taken back to the capital as trophies.

The dark days continued, and they fell into captive camps. Every day was a life of death. From the abandoned mines to the battlefields of Beijing, the days passed, and most of the scars on his face disappeared. Only the one that crossed the bridge of the nose might think it was too deep and still stayed deeply on his face.

Why are you still alive? Bai Guangxi, who has become Fang Yuan, can't say what it's like. After the news of his sister's death, there is only darkness left, no hope, but still breathing.

The days of the battlefield were empty and boring. He was about to be abandoned after losing a series of battles. Maybe in the near future, he will be stabbed to death by his opponent or rejected by the battlefield. To death.

However, this is the day when no glimmer of hope can be seen, and there is a ray of light that suddenly breaks through the dark clouds and falls on him.

He was bought.

The young boy who smiled mildly was his master ever since.

Many years later, the young emperor said with emotion that meeting him was the luckiest thing in his life. Without this encounter, he would have been stabbed to death.

Bai Guangxi listened quietly beside him. He wanted to say that you saved me not only life, but more importantly, redeemed his entire life.

It was from that encounter that his exhausted life finally came to life, and his confused life finally found its way.

He is his brightest light.

Just like the spring sunshine before me, full of vitality.

...

Opening his eyes, it was a dense and lush forest.

The warm spring sun fell on the body, making the whole person warm.

He is sitting in the gazebo behind Qianyuan Hall and enjoying this rare quiet time.

I have not recalled the past for a long time, and I have been busy these days with almost no free time to recall the past.

It's been more than four months since I returned from northern Xinjiang in an instant. After the spring, countless government affairs have been put on the agenda, all of which are extremely complicated.

One of them that needs to be busy is the reorganization of the Southern Army.

Because of his contribution to conquering Nanlan City and regaining the South Chenliu County, he was directly promoted to Zhennan General and jumped from being an inner court guard to being a member of Zhengerpin. It's actually a bit obtrusive. But most people in North Korea now know his true identity. As a general Nan Chen, he turned his back on the dark and surrendered to Da Zhou, and made such a grand military achievement. The generous reward book should be. Therefore, this extraordinary promotion of the emperor did not attract much opposition.

Since the successive defeats of the Southern Army, coupled with the secret movements of collaborating with Shu Wang Qin Xun, the original troops have been abolished.

Now reorganized, everything is complicated, and everything must be started from scratch. Coupled with the future Southern Army in the emperor's conception, there will also be a naval fleet, local pirates in Jingping, and protection of shipping. Fang Yuan can foresee that he will be very busy in the next few years.

But this busyness is what he likes.

There is no confusion or darkness in my heart anymore, but it is busy and full.

Standing in the woods behind the temple of Qian Yuan, Fang Yuan looked up at the bright light coming through the cracks of the dense branches, and was at ease.

Like the small boat sailing on the dark sea for a long time, finally found the bright harbor of berth.

Soon after, Li Wan hurried over and shouted, "General Fang, the inner palace Ma Shangshu, they have already negotiated, and the emperor declares your past."

Fang Yuan turned his head and responded with a smile. Get up and walk to Qianyuan Hall.