I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

Stopping and stopping along the way, Shui Jing didn't have a definite direction, and he was aimless. He never used his spiritual energy. After all, he didn't intend to squander it recklessly.

A lot of new content has been added to the booklet in my arms, including country gossip and beautiful stories about fish and flounder, and I can remember where Shui Jing goes, which is the only pastime in this endless long time.

When they arrived in Sang Country, the war had ended. There were many Daluan soldiers in the city who had not yet withdrawn. Some were maintaining order in the city, and some were helping the people repair the destroyed houses. It seemed that all was well.

Shui Jing inquired casually, and knew that this time Sang State asked for help from other countries and only Baihe sent troops to help. Received in the bag.

Bai He.

Shui Jing thought to herself, if Sang Country fails to seek reinforcements this time, Daluan's next target after capturing Sang Country is likely to be Zhong Ling, who borders Qiong Country.After all, in terms of location, if Zhong Ling can be conquered and connected with Qiong and Sang, the entire eastern region can be connected as one.

But Bai He made such a move. In order to establish his prestige, Daluan might put Zhong Ling aside for the time being and deal with Bai He first.

Tsk, Bai He is really getting burned.

After staying in Sang for a few days, rumors came from Daluan soon after, saying that Baihe sent an envoy to Daluan to send a pair of Baihe divine birds Haidongqing, known as the king of eagles, as a gesture of goodwill. The meaning is self-evident.

Sitting in the teahouse, Shui Jing listened with great interest to the surrounding people of Sang Kingdom scolding Bai He with righteous indignation, saying nothing more than "I was an ally a moment ago, but now I am a flattering running dog in front of the enemy".

Well, I understand.

Shui Jing thought to himself, even though you were brazenly dragging Daluan soldiers to help build houses, move tiles, carry water and chop firewood a moment ago, you turned around and scolded him as an enemy again.

Shui Jing put down the cup, got up, walked out of the noisy teahouse, and walked out of the city along the road.

Costin.

In the past, I have only seen flying in the sky, but I haven’t seen it up close, and I don’t know where to go. Why don’t you go to Luan Palace to have a glimpse of the King of Eagles.

Sang Country and Daluan already bordered each other, and now there is no border at all, and all the way can be regarded as a thoroughfare.

When crossing the border of Sang Country, Shui Jing couldn't help feeling that Sang Country has changed too much in recent years.

Who would have thought that this so-called heaven-sent treasure land with fertile soil and abundant water was once a barren place covered by swamps many years ago?

He still remembers the group of people who first arrived here, faced with swamps everywhere, but determined to turn this place into a farming land, and handed over to the next generation if one generation failed, and gradually turned the swamp into land with the courage and perseverance of Yugong Yishan. Fertile ground, finally achieve what you want.

At that time, they may not have understood the so-called "man will conquer the sky", but with their own insignificant strength, they gathered sand into a tower and interpreted these four words.

It was the first time that Shui Jing was shocked by the things in the world, and it was also the first time that he understood why human beings have neither the ferocity of tigers and wolves nor the longevity of vegetation, but they can occupy a place in the world, and it will last forever and be passed down from generation to generation.

Shui Jing walked in the fields with criss-crossing paths, his thoughts wandered wantonly.

I don't know what happened to the descendants of the pioneer named Fu.

The rulers of the Sang Kingdom have always relied heavily on the Fu family. Now that the Sang Kingdom has been destroyed, what will happen to the descendants of the Fu family?

……

There is no need to eat and drink to feed oneself, and there is no need to sleep overnight. Shuijing's speed is always much faster than ordinary people. It takes only a short ten days to set off from Sang country to Daluan capital.

After entering the capital, Shui Jing strolled along the long street in the courtyard and headed towards Luan Palace.

Luandu has not changed much from when he came back last time. The people in the capital are either busy with their livelihoods, or wandering the streets to find pleasure, as if the fall of Qiongsang is just a rumor, and they live in this iron wall In the peach blossom garden, one does not know gold and iron horses, only spring, autumn, winter and summer.

When he arrived near the Meridian Gate, he suddenly saw a lot of people gathered in front of him, pointing and whispering, Shui Jing paused, then quickened his pace and walked towards that place.

Before he got close, he had already seen clearly that the place where the crowd gathered was the bulletin board. It seemed that a new notice had just been pasted there, and there were several officers and soldiers who hadn't left yet.

"...The ambition of the jackal, the hidden conspiracy...Leaving a bird of prey to kill the crown prince...Going to the mausoleum to replace him, the hearts of the people in the world are chilling...Therefore, the troops are raised and angry, and the barbarians are rebelling against the violence..."

Shui Jing read the notice silently, only to realize that it was actually a piece of paper, which basically meant that Daluan ignored Baihe's assistance to Sangguo and Daluan, and treated Baihe with courtesy, but Baihe would avenge him. It is chilling and even more heinous to send a domesticated bird of prey to Daluan to harm the prince with a gift, so now Daluan wants to do justice for the heavens and send troops to crusade against such despicable villains.

After reading, Shui Jing couldn't hold back a chuckle, which attracted the attention of the onlookers, but he just shook his head, waved his hands, turned and left the crowd.

As he expected before, Da Luan would not let Bai He's military aid to Sang country go, he must look for an opportunity to make trouble and take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble, but he did not expect that Da Luan would use the Haidongqing sent by Bai He article.

The rhetoric of this essay is gorgeous, the literary talent is brilliant, and the fullness of emotion is simply an eye-opener for Shui Jing. If he hadn't known about Daluan's ambitions, he might have been filled with righteous indignation aroused by this essay.

I don't know how Lord Baihe will feel when he sees this paper. Anyway, in Shui Jing's view, this is really an eternal injustice that is enough to make those who hear it sad and those who hear it cry. I cried a lot.

So, how will Daluan deal with the pair of "birds of prey" who are the "culprits"?Should they be beheaded for public display, or be plucked out?

Tsk, if it's too late, won't we be able to see this pair of fateful eagles?

Shui Jing looked up, it was still early in the day, and the Luan Palace was probably still very lively, but the few idle courtyards in the harem should still be clean, why not go there for a while, and then look for them after dark The whereabouts of the two Costinins.

After making the decision, Shui Jing didn't stay any longer, and went directly to the high wall of the harem.

Shui Jing was really familiar with the matter of sneaking into the harem, within a few ups and downs, he had already flew up to a courtyard wall in a remote part of the harem.

This is the most secluded place in the entire harem, the Leng Palace is nearby, and most of the haunted legends in the secrets of Daluan Palace are related to this place.

According to the legend, there are ghosts who drowned in the well, ghosts hanged on the beams, and ghosts who were wronged...

Anyway, there are ghosts everywhere.

Since it is full of ghosts, people will naturally stop coming, so the place is deserted and overgrown with grass.

Shui Jing walks lightly along the top of the wall on tiptoe, pretending that he is also a member of the ghosts, enjoying the leisurely time with the same kind.

Suddenly, in the corner of the eye, a black shadow swayed behind the leaky window of the scenery wall not far from the side.

Shui Jing was startled.

Tsk, are there really people who are not afraid of ghosts to play here?

He quickly took a few steps forward, until the canopy of a big tree by the wall separated him from the leaky window, then he squatted down at the top of the wall and looked across the tree gap.

After a while, a small head sneaked out from the door of the landscape wall, looked around the deserted courtyard furtively, and after confirming that there was no one in the courtyard, he seemed relieved, and moved his body away. They leaned out together, stepped through the cave door and entered the courtyard.

This is a child who looks seven or eight years old, not tall, and the weeds in the yard can almost reach his waist and abdomen.He was wearing an obviously ill-fitting shabby palace dress, with wide sleeves covering his hands, as if he had no arms.

He walked very slowly, almost looking around vigilantly every time he took a step. He wondered if he had heard too many ghost stories, and he was afraid that a female ghost in white would float out of nowhere.Even the occasional soft thump of dead leaves as he walked through the grass made him tremble with fright.

Shui Jing squinted behind the tree.

Since you are so scared, why do you want to come to this legendary haunted place alone?Is this the so-called knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and going to the mountains?

When he got closer, Shui Jing realized that there was something strange about his abdomen. There was a sudden bulge on his stomach, and the hands covered by the long sleeves were firmly supported under the bulge. From a distance, it looks like she is pregnant with Liujia.

He walked a dozen steps like this, before he finally stopped, bent down and stretched out his hand to gently brush away the waist-high weeds in front of him.

As he pushed the grass away, Shui Jing couldn't help but let out a soft "Huh".

There is a well here?

If the child hadn't pushed the weeds away, he wouldn't have noticed that there was a well hidden in the grass.

"You're quite courageous." Shui Jing laughed softly.

You know, the most common ghost story about the harem is the female ghost who drowned in the well. The child seemed startled, but unexpectedly came towards the well.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Shui Jing finished boasting, he saw the child flinching at the exposed well mouth, then closed his eyes tightly and moved his head forward slightly, narrowed his eyes carefully, and swept into the well very quickly. After a glance, he retracted his head again.

Shui Jing almost laughed out loud, but managed to hold it back.

Probably after confirming that there were no ghosts in the well, the child let out a long sigh of relief, bent his body and reached into his clothes, and took out a small square wooden box with great effort.

No wonder it seemed like she was pregnant with a baby just now, it turned out that there was such a small wooden box hidden.

Shui Jing looked at the small box with great interest, wanting to see what kind of treasure was in it, and it was worth hiding all the way.

The child squatted down by the well, gently placed the small wooden box on the ground, put his hand on the box buckle and took a deep breath, then raised his hand and lifted the lid.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi—"

As soon as the lid was opened, Shui Jing was startled by the sound coming from inside.

What the hell?

Chick?

Shui Jing no longer knew what kind of expression he should use to peek at this strange scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly with the weak but coherent "chichi".

"Shh-"

The child hurriedly knelt down in front of the box, gently lifted the squealing chick out of the box, and scolded in a low voice: "Stop barking, stop barking!"

The fluffy chick ignored him at all, and seemed to be bouncing around in his hand, still screaming "chi chi chi chi chi".

The child closed his eyes and took a deep breath, opened his eyes and stared at the little thing in his palm, frowning helplessly and solemnly, as if he was experiencing a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

After deliberating for a long time, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, sighed and said: "Okay, I'm sorry for you in this life, if there is an afterlife, I will treat you like a cow and a horse, and provide you with good food and drink. Don't blame me, I have no choice but to die, either you die or I die, I didn't expect it to happen like this..."

Shui Jing listened to him confiding his heart like chanting sutras, confused and confused.

Finally finished his long talk, the child took another deep breath, then stood up with the chick in his hands, closed his eyes, and slowly stretched out his hand over the mouth of the well.

Shui Jing opened his mouth slightly and let out an "oh", only then did he realize what the child was going to do.

The moment the child separated his hands, Shui Jing stood up and tapped the tree branch and flew forward to land by the well, supporting the falling chick with one hand.

The child was startled suddenly, and fell to the ground with a scream of "Ah", "Ghost——"

While screaming, he turned over from sitting on the ground to lying on the ground, then got up on the ground with his hands and feet together, and rushed forward in a panic.

Before he took two steps, Shui Jing had already grabbed his back by the collar, and his feet kicked on the ground in vain, but he couldn't move a step, so he covered his ears and shouted: "Ghost, ghost!" Ah—goblins, monsters, help—come here—Father—”

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Jackals are ambitious, secretly plot evil, go down to the mausoleum to take over, chill the hearts of the people, raise troops and anger, and punish the barbarians and rebel against the tyrants. ——Chen Lin's "Yuan Shao Yuzhou Wen"