[Southern Song Dynasty] Splendid mountains and rivers

"Without him, there is only death war ear."

Each word sounded like a clanging of gold and stones, echoing on the spiritual banners everywhere.The bone-piercing pain and sorrow were firmly suppressed in the deepest part of the body, only the tight thin lips and reddish eye sockets faintly leaked a trace of emotion.

Kind of son, Yi.

Without him, there is only death and war ears.

He slowly closed his eyes, then slowly opened them again, took the long sword from the old servant, and stood up bit by bit.

The old servant took two steps sideways, bent his body slightly, and slowly knelt in front of the spiritual case, his gray hair on the temples was blown away by the breeze, and said in a hoarse and dull voice: "Subordinate, I send you off to the Major General."

It was the sword that the ancestor of the Zhong family took over from Tai Zu.

For hundreds of years, the snow-white sword has been stained with the blood of the Liao people, the blood of the Xixia people, and the blood of the Jin people...

Guard my border, defend my rivers and mountains.

The long river drinks horses, and the yellow sand is a burial.

White flags flutter above the mourning hall, and the breeze whimpers like a sad song crying blood.The voices and smiles of the loved ones flashed in front of my eyes one by one, and finally only condensed into four heavy and dim words: Man, Men, Jie, Mie.

He raised his head to look at the dark sky, and the sword at his waist jingled slightly.

It's like the cuckoo's cry of blood, like the sound of a zither.

Fight hard, die.

The vermilion lacquered door was half covered, and the girl Emperor Ji leaned quietly by the door, looking at him wordlessly.

He walked forward step by step, staring at her deeply, his heart felt as if someone had squeezed it hard, and it hurt.

"Emperor Ji has seen it."

——There is always only one ending for people in the family, and that is, fighting hard and dying.

"Please forgive me... for not being able to serve the Emperor Ji Nanxing."

——I can’t promise you a lifetime promise, because even I myself don’t know which day I will die in battle.

"In the past, thanks to the pity of the emperor's concubine, the hope of Yun Chen's white head knot."

——Now, even guarding you for the rest of your life has become a luxury, out of reach.

"Still looking forward to..."

——Looking forward to you, another, choice, good, son-in-law.

He opened his mouth several times, but he still couldn't say these four words.He saw Di Ji looking at him quietly, with pity gradually showing in his eyes.He knew that Di Ji had always been intelligent, and also knew that Di Ji was good at reading people's hearts.Presumably Di Ji... presumably Di Ji already understood what he meant.

This is good, good...

He held the long sword tightly, and his eyes were slightly red again.Even though his chest was so heavy that he could hardly breathe, he still stood upright without showing any sadness.The spirit banners all over the mansion are flying like snow, and the young man stands upright like a green pine, without bending at all, but it makes people feel a little distressed.

"do not talk."

She took a step forward and stretched out her arms to hug him, but he turned slightly sideways to avoid her.

"Di Ji."

Zhong Yi opened his mouth with difficulty, turned his head away with difficulty, his voice was uncomfortably hoarse.

"The body of the emperor's daughter should be cautious and respectful. Don't let the minister ruin the reputation of the emperor."

this person...

The girl Di Ji lowered her head, and said in a very soft voice: "You know it, I don't mind."

"Di Ji..."

—Stop talking.Going on, the resolution he finally made up may collapse in a crash.

"You know I've always been bold."

"Diji!..."

——No, don’t say any more.

Holding the icy long sword tightly, the young man staggered back two steps, slightly tilted his head, his deep eyes were vaguely wet again.

"You all say that I am a goddess."

"Emperor Ji..."

——Where is a goddess, she is just a sly girl who loves to laugh and make trouble, and loves to put on a calm attitude in front of people.

——On the night when the Yellow River flooded, you fell on my arms in a daze and helplessness, crying bitterly.

The boy's hand holding the long sword trembled slightly, and the blood color faded from his tightly pressed thin lips.

"Then why is the goddess afraid of death?"

"Soft... Fu..."

— but I am afraid!

——I am afraid that one day I will sleep forever in the yellow sand, leaving only the spiritual banner and the cold spiritual seat of the whole family.Da Song was extremely harsh on women, even if you were an emperor concubine, once you were a widow, you would be lonely and helpless for the rest of your life...

——How can I, how can I...

"enough……"

He raised his head, the dark sky was already slightly hazy.The grandfather said that the son of the Zhong family bleeds but does not shed tears. The grandfather said that when he wanted to cry, he would look up at the sky and stop crying...

One day, he will fight bloody battles in the yellow sand and follow his grandfather.

With such a broken body, it's wrong... It's wrong to delay Di Ji.

"Young Madam!!!"

Suddenly, the old servant's hoarse and frightened scream came from the depths of the spirit banner, and immediately after that, all the few remaining servants in the mansion gathered together.Some have scars on their faces, some have broken arms, and some have blood oozing from chest wounds... All of them are veterans who have fought in the battlefield.

Just now the old servant limped over, holding three bloody daggers in his hands, and said hoarsely to Zhong Yi:

"The three young wives said that being a survivor will only drag you down, so it's better to just follow your husband."

Three bloody daggers, three widows who committed suicide.

They are all elder sisters-in-law who took care of him when he was young, and they are all female generals who fought with their husbands on the battlefield...

Zhong Yi walked towards the old servant step by step, stretched out his hand, and lightly stroked the hilt of the short sword, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly breathe:

"With a battle ceremony, a funeral."

Sad to the extreme, is silent.

The pain was extreme, and it was cold and silent all night.

Three more coffins were added to the brand-new coffin, and the spiritual flags everywhere were like heavy snowflakes flying in the cold winter.Zhong Yi was dressed in white and knelt in the mourning hall for three days and three nights.The old servant came and went silently carrying the food box, and the sound of hobbled footsteps was very clear in the rainy night.

Man, door, all, extinguish.

I have never felt these four words so clearly, and I have never felt the bone-piercing cold so clearly.

At this moment, Zhongjia's sky has collapsed.

The old servant said that the young wives all left with a smile, because for three whole months, they had been alone guarding the mansion's spirit flags and the coffins of their husbands, fathers, and sons, and they could no longer sustain it.

"Fortunately, the Major General is back." The old servant said quietly.

Therefore, young ladies, you can leave everything to him with peace of mind and leave with a smile on your face.

Well……

Zhong Yi raised his head and looked at the white candles in the room, and clenched the sword in his hand.With the icy temperature of the sword body, he woke up a little bit.

He remembered that when he was a child in the martial arts arena, his grandfather taught him marksmanship over and over again.

He remembered that when he was young, he and his elder brothers went up to the tree to dig birds, and when they came back, they were immediately caught and beaten by their father in the house.

He thought of his older sisters-in-law gently touching his head and telling him how the ancestors of the Zhong family fought bloody battles.

Baihegou, people from Xixia, blood-stained river, dying in battle...

This is fate, a curse-like fate on Zhong Jiazi's head.

Zhong Yi lowered his head and caressed the cold sword, his fingertips trembling slightly.Before Di Ji left, she gave him a deep look, her eyes full of reproach.He didn't dare to look into her eyes at all, he could only think of her warm skin and bright smile over and over again.He was afraid that he would look at her one more time, so he could no longer let her go.

That's all.

That's good.

On the day of Di Ji's wedding, he will definitely play a Qiang flute for her in the thousands of miles of yellow sand.Qiang Guan Youyou, the general has white hair, her son-in-law must be better than him, and love her more than him, otherwise, he will be sad.

He will guard these thousands of miles of beautiful rivers and mountains for her, until the moment when his blood runs out, thinking of her every frown and smile, he will die forever.

really good.

"Yi."

The girl's soft voice came from behind, and Zhong Yi suddenly thought that he had an auditory hallucination.

"Three days and three nights without sleep, that's the limit. If you continue like this, you won't be able to bear it."

Empress? ...

Di Ji had already gone to the south.She said that she wanted to tame the water of the Yellow River so that there would be no more floods from the Yellow River in the world.

He knew that Di Ji had great ambitions, and he also knew that Di Ji...

"The rest, I'll watch for you, okay?"

A pair of soft arms encircled his waist from behind, and the girl Ru Lan's breath was blowing in his ears.

"According to the etiquette system, you should keep guarding the spirit for three days and three nights. Now that the three-day period has passed, you have no reason to reprimand me for being too polite."

The slender fingertips gently brushed his hair, moving over his slightly pale face.

"I lost a lot of weight, didn't I eat well?"

"emperor……"

Zhong Yi opened his mouth, and there was a little moisture in his dry eyes.She knelt quietly by his side, stroking his hair with her fingertips, and there was deep love and compassion in her eyes.

His chest was heavy like a big rock, and he tried to open his mouth a few times, but he couldn't make a sound.

Empress...

He raised his hand to touch her cheek, his body shook a few times, and he fell down on her body.

The dazzling red spread from the thin lips, and gradually dripped onto her plain dress, fading away bit by bit.

"Yi!!!"

She held his shoulder in horror, trying to wipe away the blood spilling from his lips, but she couldn't finish it.The pitch-black eyes closed little by little, and the slender knuckles pierced through the gap between her fingers, and it was actually a little cold.

Wordless sorrow settled deep in his body, and with three days and three nights of sleepless nights, he finally coughed up blood sullenly.

"do not do that……"

She hugged Zhong Yi and pressed against his slightly messy temple hair, muttering to herself.

"I'll be sad. Really. I'll be sad."

The author has something to say: Thank you Cat in the Grave for mine X3o(∩_∩)o

Thank you for the grenade o(∩_∩)o