Chapter 223 Dreaming back to the company camp, the soul is broken

"Many things, when dreams come true, will turn into phantoms, starting from nothingness and ending with nothingness... No matter you are ordinary or unwilling to be ordinary..." Xin Qiji's first sentence was completely devoid of his usual heroic spirit, and he said it with lust.

If you still have the energy to recall the experience of falling in love with a building, you are actually putting your memory into a desperate situation. All the things you shouldn’t think about, and things you don’t want to think about...

"I have been raised by my grandfather in the Kingdom of Jin since I was a child. Although I was often sick when I was young, I couldn't help but love dancing with swords and guns, and yearning to fight on the battlefield. I remember my teacher once asked, what is the purpose of studying?

What, others say, to be an official, to

In order to obtain fame, to honor our ancestors, to be a high official, or even to be a hermit, I replied that I would write about all the thieves in the world with my words and kill all the thieves in the world with my sword. They all thought that my words were ridiculous, but they didn’t know.

, I am destined to walk such a path...

"After my grandfather died of illness in Kaifeng Mansion, I inherited the Sifengzha family business. I was free from restraints and made some friends in the world. In that year, the anti-gold arrogance of the Jin Kingdom was particularly strong. Many people tried to resist, and there were many

We were suppressed. Chu Jiang and I did not know each other at that time.

"That day, when I returned to the village, I learned that a group of Jin soldiers were escorting prisoners to stay in the gate. The prisoners were all farmers. They were captured for trivial matters such as grain collection. The county magistrate personally accompanied a Jin general to the village.

Si Fengzha ate and drank. At the banquet, they teased the maids and despised the Song people, which was really disturbing.

It's hard to stand by and watch, but in order to save those farmers, I endured it again and again. At this moment, a flying knife was inserted into the banquet. The golden soldiers were in chaos, shouting and screaming to catch the assassin, but the flying knife remained

I got a handkerchief and it said: The Xin family’s puppy helps thieves, be careful of your neck and head.”

When Yin'er and Yun Yan heard this, they both smiled. They both guessed who the person who left the flying knife and misunderstood Xin Qiji was. They acted like father, like son.

"Yes... the knight who left the message was Chu Jiang... It was just that he was young and not very sensible at the time, so he misunderstood me. In the next few days, I finally broke up with Jin Bing and planned to save those farmers.

Chu Jiang was very grateful to me because I rescued his four brothers, and

Invited me to join in the cause of righteousness. During that time, I was inspired by Chu Jiang’s will to resist the Jin Dynasty. Facing the burning, killing, looting and looting by the Jin soldiers, I became more and more indignant. Soon after, I organized a group of people to revolt in my hometown, and then I took my family and servants with me.

He left Tai'an and joined the largest rebel army at that time...

"Marshal Geng Jing gladly accepted me because of the recommendation from Chu Jiang and several of his brothers. At that time, Li Tiequiang, the second in command of the rebel army, Jia Rui, the fourth brother, and Zhang Anguo, the third in command... I

He became the secretary-general in the rebel army. Soon, under the leadership of the marshal, the rebel army began to gradually expand and become stronger and stronger. The Kingdom of Jin seemed to be besieged on all sides...

"If you say there is no hope in resisting the Jin Dynasty, no one will believe it. There are countless rebels in Shanxi, Shandong, Henan and Hebei, and they are spread all over the Jin Dynasty. They are all a serious problem for the Jin court. Among our army alone, there are dragons and tigers hiding everywhere, and there are many civil and military talents.

Zhicai, Chujiang, Maishan, He Qu, Lufei, Chen Pan, Shi Jian... just waiting for the day when the sword is unsheathed, when the horse tramples the Huns, the lost territory is recovered, and the nine states are unified..."

When I was drunk, I lit up the lamp to read the sword, and dreamed of blowing the trumpet company. Eight hundred miles away, my subordinates were burning, fifty strings were heard outside the Great Wall, and the soldiers were ordered in the autumn of the battlefield. Lu's horse was so fast, his bow was as frightened as a thunderbolt, and he ended the affairs of the king and won the world.

Names before and after death!

Xin Qiji didn't say any more. He thought sadly about the sky, feeling painful and angry.

The color of the mountains gradually changes, and the clouds rely on themselves.

It has only been more than thirty years, and it is also almost autumn. The wartime Jianghu was not piled up with too many words, but it made those who listened actively integrate into the story and yearn for it, as if Yin'er and Yunyan were the Jade Ziyan back then.

Leng Bingbing worships the joy of charging to kill the enemy, the spirit of those swordsmen walking across mountains and rivers, and the glory of those soldiers and horses...

"It's a pity that there are so many things in the world that can remain glorious forever..."

From dream to death, it only takes a moment...

"The Jin soldiers secretly tried to recruit us, but we didn't pay too much attention to it. In addition, there were many gratifying things happening one after another, so the rebels' defenses were relatively relaxed. Jia Rui and I led our troops to the Song Dynasty to contact the imperial court. We only waited for a while.

When he returned to Tai'an, he made all-out preparations for the uprising, but on the way back, he heard that

I talked about the overthrow of the rebel army... Later I learned the whole story. The marshal was assassinated by Zhang Anguo... If there had not been Zhang Anguo's rebellion, if we had seized the opportunity to fight, maybe everything would have been different... Maybe, you guys

We won’t have to bear the responsibility of our failed career for a lifetime..."

Flames and wolf smoke, short-lived flowers in the pan, vicissitudes of life, things have changed, the motherland has fallen, and the shame has not yet fallen.

Yin'er was very sorry for her time. After all, she was born thirty years late. She chased time with her arrogant and conceited heart, but was abandoned by the general trend all the time. There were more people accompanying her. In fact,

If you had participated in the turmoil when everyone worked together, the end would have been very simple?

A passion, sincerity, and a lifetime of hard work, but in exchange for a handful of loess, a rusty sword, and a pot of tea?! What a waste of time...

But they still hope that in their generation, carved bows should not be hung on the wall, and swords should not be covered with moss.

Shengnan listened on Liangshang, and the emotions in his heart had not calmed down for a long time. He had an urge to fight. He thought of the current Tai'an Rebel Army... Little did he know that Yin'er deliberately asked him to listen, but what he heard was not a person.

The era of war was an era of iron-blooded tenderness. However, his adoptive father destroyed tenderness and burned out the iron-bloodedness, causing so many people with lofty ideals to lose their way, retire, and rebel.

Died and died young... However, his mother's crying face appeared in front of his eyes, the distinct scar on her face, and the motto he had grown up with: "Sheng Nan, Xin Qiji killed everyone in my mother's family."
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