The most powerful minister in the world

It took a lot of effort to coax Liu Ningmei away. Jingxi and everyone decorated the house together, put out tributes, put three pillars of fragrance in each room in each courtyard, and then came to the door carrying bamboo poles and hung firecrackers. He lightly kicked Qiqi.

"What are you doing~" Mu Jinyi, a little girl, was standing aside with her ears covered when she was kicked by Jing Xi and shouted unhappily.

"Let's light up the firecrackers!"

"Ah, what should I order?"

Jingxi raised his eyebrows and said, "What, are you scared?"

"Nonsense! I'm not afraid, give me the fragrance!"

Mu Jin took the incense and ran over with small steps. She hesitated to pick up the firecrackers, only to hear Jing Xi shout "Bang!"

The little girl was so frightened that she threw away the incense and ran away, making Jingxi laugh.

"Just be bad!"

Lan'er couldn't stand it anymore and glanced at Jingxi and said, "Sir, you are celebrating the Chinese New Year. You are not allowed to joke like this. Lan'er go and order it."

In this way, the firecrackers were lit. Once the firecrackers were set off, they exploded before they hit the ground. The red wrapping paper looked more festive and festive.

With everything in order at Jingzhai, the three of them got on the carriage and rushed to Jingfu. By coincidence, they met Jingchuan riding on the street.

Mu Jin stretched out her little hand out of the window and shouted: "Brother Jingchuan, we are here~"

The corners of Jingchuan's mouth raised slightly, he pulled the reins and walked over, patted her little head and said, "Hasn't Qiqi changed into new clothes yet?"

"Don't be in a hurry~ We can wait until the ancestor worship is finished at noon."

"Where's Jingxi?"

The little girl stretched out her little finger and pointed forward, just as Jingxi's voice came from the front of the carriage: "Why haven't you followed the old man to the mountains in several years?"

Whenever he returned to Beijing every year, Jing Lixiao would always take Jingchuan to Shuangfeng Mountain at the east gate and pull several carriages. The number of carriages also increased as the years went by.

Jing Xi remembered that when he was a child, he wanted to go with him, but Jing Lixiao wouldn't let him go, and later he stopped begging.

Jingchuan drove his horse forward and stood side by side with Jingxi who was sitting on the wooden bench: "You have to go with us this year."

"Hey~ Is the sun rising in the west? I was not allowed to go there before, but now it is allowed to go?"

Jingchuan saw that he was still in a bad mood on such a festive New Year's Eve. He took a deep breath and said, "I know you are unhappy about being left in the capital, but if you slander me today and talk out of tune, don't blame me for treating those three of you." The camp will be demolished!”

"Sure~ You are the young marshal. I obey your orders. Why don't I go?"

"Then I'll go ahead and wait for you in the house."

After saying that, Jingchuan was about to leave, but at this moment Mu Jin raised the car curtain and shouted: "Brother Jingchuan, I'll come with you~"

Jingxi pouted, but reluctantly picked her up and put her on the horse in front of Jingchuan.

Mu Jin moved her body, raised one arm and shouted, "Go to the duck~~"

Jingchuan flicked the reins, and the bay-red horse galloped away, kicking up bursts of dust. Jingxi fanned it with his hand, and Lian'er came out with a small stool and sat next to him.

"Come in, it's cold outside."

"No, it's busy outside, sir. Look, there's a lion dancer over there."

Lan'er grabbed Jing Xi's arm and shouted excitedly. Her excitement was a bit abnormal, which made Jing Xi say: "You girl, you are also the best maid in the world, can you be more reserved?"

"Hmph~" Lan'er looked around, then hugged her knees with both hands and rested her head on them, "Lian'er is not the best maid in the world. Lan'er just wants to be the master's personal maid and stay with him all the time. "

Jingxi touched Lan'er's little head and said lovingly, "Young Master can't live without Lan'er either."

"Oh~ Master, please stop touching your hair, your hair is messed up~"

When pedestrians on the street saw Jing Xi's carriage, they all willingly gave way to it, so the two of them quickly arrived at the gate of Jing's mansion. They saw that the maids and servants were still busy inside and outside, and the stone tablet of the Protector of the Country was covered by After it was polished, Xiaobai squatted on it and when Jingxi came, he chirped and flew over to act coquettishly.

As soon as Jing Xi held the curtain down, Xiao Bai landed on top of him and flapped his wings.

"You guy, you haven't been back for how many days, and now you're here to act like a spoiled brat, let's go!"

Xiaobai seemed very unhappy when he was rejected, so he pecked his head gently with his beak. Jingxi started fighting with him. When Xiaobai was caught by him, he kicked him in the face with his paws, which made Lian'er laugh. Laughing non-stop on the sidelines.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

Jing Lixiao's voice came, frightening Xiaobai away. Jingxi clapped his hands and pouted, "If we don't make a fuss during the Chinese New Year, when will we make a fuss?"

Jing Lixiao, who was wearing a black corset and robe, grabbed the jade belt around her waist and ignored him. Instead, she turned to Lian'er and smiled: "Sister Lian, would you like to go to the mansion and help with the command?"

After Lan'er bowed slightly and rushed into the house with a blush on his face, Jing Lixiao drooped his eyelids and picked up the big black robe from the black knight behind him and threw it to Jing Xi and said, "Put it on."

"Today is New Year's Eve. You're not mistaken. I even wore purple clothes on purpose. Our whole family wears black clothes. What do you mean?"

"Put it on, follow me to the mountain and you will understand." Jing Lixiao and Jingchuan got on their horses and led fifteen carriages tightly wrapped in black cloth to the scene. Jingxi looked at the black robe in his hand and frowned. Swinging in mid-air, he put on his horse and followed.

The group of people, led by Jing Lixiao, walked all the way to the east city gate and exited the city. They drove straight through the wide plain and took the central path to the Shuangfeng Mountain five miles away.

Looking from a distance, the snowflakes on the shady side of the mountain have not melted at all. The most secluded path in the mountain is being pressed by wheels. Jing Xi and Jing Chuan are following Jing Lixiao on the left and right respectively.

The wind roared high on the mountain, making the robes whistle. Twelve of the fifteen carriages left each other halfway through the path. They went to no one knows where. Only three carriages were left behind Jingxi. .

Seeing Jingchuan's increasingly serious expression and the increasingly wider path, Jingxi couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

After exiting the path lined with trees, it suddenly became clear that this was a cliff. The sky looked a bit gloomy from here, the snowflakes on the ground had not melted at all, and dark clouds were drifting by.

Jing Lixiao was the first to bear the brunt, standing on the cliff and breathing out the cold air: "You've always wanted to come, haven't you? Come and have a look."

Jingxi made a sound, dismounted from his horse and walked over. He accidentally kicked a stone and fell on the cliff. The high-pitched rolling sound followed Jingxi's eyes slowly down the cliff.

There are military tombs one after another! Spread throughout the valley!

Through the thin white mist, it can be seen that every grave is covered with snow, and there is no stone tablet. Instead, there are iron helmets on the graves and iron swords inserted in front of the graves. Black flags are flying on the iron helmets. The unique black tassel of the cavalry.

Jing Xi's eyes were red, and he looked at Jing Lixiao with raised eyebrows. He saw Jing Lixiao's face was solemn, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes: "Here are generals above the rank of Thousand President, some of whom were in the army with me back then. I'm lucky, alive." Now, he has become a first-class military prince, but what about them?"

Jing Lixiao burst into tears and beat his chest: "But their lives are only limited to their teenage years!"

"I want you to take a good look at every grave down here and the blood rust on the iron swords in front of every grave. They killed countless enemies and made great achievements in battle. Now they are buried in the green mountains by loess, but you and I are To survive in this world! How qualified are we to enjoy such an honor!"

Jingxi knelt on the ground, staring intently at the military graves. It seemed that above the mist, the distinct figures were emerging, and their resolute and unyielding faces seemed to be smiling.

"Child, as a general, you don't have to charge into battle, but look! Everyone here was once a tough guy of flesh and blood!"

"Every order our generals give is accomplished with their lives!"

"My child, you have always been full of strange tricks on the battlefield. You can be said to be the best soldier among the young generation of the contemporary generation. But look below and think about the rash actions and hesitation in the past. Do you feel heartbroken? ?!”

"Kneel here and watch, I will let you remember this place forever!"

Jingchuan also knelt beside Jingxi at this time. Jing Lixiao wiped away his tears and waved his hand. The black rider behind removed the black cloth from the carriage. The carriage was filled with white paper money and jars of liquor. .

"Look up and look!"

Jingxi had already washed his face with tears. At this moment, he saw the black knights leaving the valley and leaving the trail appeared on the surrounding cliffs. Jars after jars of strong wine were neatly placed on the cliffs, and they used torches to It was lit, and the flying paper money was instantly ignited. The breeze picked up and blew towards the head of the tomb.

The sky was burning with white paper flying, and the paper money flying into the valley was swirling. Jingxi wiped his tears, stood up, brought down a jar of strong liquor, set it up, lit it, and scattered the paper money with his hands up.

As the valley reverberated, a tragic song seemed to resound in my ears...

At that time, the war was raging, burning all the remnants, and wearing a black robe to worship the loyal bones, the love will be immortal forever!

I still remember the old days when I galloped on the battlefield with a gun. I saw my soul wandering in my dream and heard the sound of the iron horse.

How many heroic souls weave the beautiful mountains and rivers?

Thousands of past memories are burned into my heart, flags and drums are hanging in the cold corners, and thousands of horses are rolling over the hills.

Black and white are everywhere, and the killing is endless!

This trip to the Guanshan Mountains is worth its weight in gold!

Weeping blood, the blade of the knife is curled, and the tragic song is sung: Protect our country and mountains as usual!

The long spear moves horizontally and the black horse exchanges for separation and sorrow, and the long reins are pulled with every inch of blood.

The bright eyes are in the heart, the green mountains cannot hide it, and the character and strength are guarded together!

The blood is still flowing, the soul is still full of pride, and the fighting bones are broken and the will is endless!

Heroes live forever, friendship lasts forever!