Chronicles of Ancient Life

A few days before the injury, Qin Jiaze received cordial condolences from his uncle, cousin, classmates, friends... and others, and received a lot of condolences and words of comfort.Qin Jiaze finally entered a peaceful life of recuperating from injuries.

During Qin Jiaze's recuperation period, he thoroughly implemented the policy of raising pigs, eating and sleeping all day long, but within a few days, his whole body was in full circle.If there is no pain all over the body and three meals a day of bitter medicine that exudes the taste of fascination, what a day it would be like a fairy!However, life is not what if...

After lunch, Qin Jiaze sat in the yard basking in the sun, with tea, fruit, and an open travel journal on the table beside him.At first glance, this time is really pleasant!

However, the nasty thing is coming soon!

"Master, I've taken some medicine." The book boy and bodyguard Yang Yetong was holding a medicine bowl.Sternly and selflessly, he was responsible for supervising his young master taking the medicine, ignoring the twitching expression on his young master's face, "Master, the doctor said to drink it while it's hot! Here it is!"

Qin Jiaze sighed helplessly, this child is really a sight to behold!Like a wizard in a fairy tale with a dreadful potion...

Since losing the young master that day, the young master has been so badly offended that Yang Ye's children's shoes are not well.Self-blame and guilt welled up in my heart, and I ran to the master guard to receive punishment for the reason of improper guarding.He received a full ten lashes, which according to him was a light punishment.Because he has to come back to take care of the young master!

I really don't know where my uncle found the living treasure, so it makes sense.Obviously Qin Jiaze had already said it, and it had nothing to do with him.This kid still secretly went to receive the punishment.

After Qin Jiaze found out, he felt very complicated about this young boy who was usually made of wood.Qin Jiaze knew from the bottom of his heart that he still hadn't adapted to the rules of this dynasty.From the bottom of my heart, I am resisting being assimilated by this dynasty, and resisting the gradual erosion and disappearance of those modern thinking.

Yang Ye's behavior let him know what is loyalty?And this is a feudal class society where masters and servants die. These rules and classes are not only in the superficial cognition, but are rooted in the bones of everyone here.Everyone is equal, in their view, is a ridiculous and terrible existence.

Qin Jiaze felt that his injury had nothing to do with Yang Ye.But in the eyes of others, it was Yang Ye's guard who was unfavorable and should be punished.How can a person fight against the reality of the whole society? People who have no ability to change the reality can only adapt to the reality.Qin Jiaze has no choice!

Qin Jiaze pinched his nose and swallowed the brown concoction in one go.Picking up the teacup on the table suddenly, "gudong gudong" poured down a glass of water.Self-deprecatingly sighed, um, I have made progress, today a glass of water is enough, how many glasses did I drink yesterday?

"Little Yezi, sit here. Let's talk." Qin Jiaze said to his little guard with his signature smile when he told students to talk in his previous life.

Seeing his young master's strange smiling face, Yang Ye couldn't help but shudder.It's rare that the dull-tempered person who usually stays dull on weekdays also started to think carefully, "Master, when you had a fever the day before yesterday, the second son of the Wangfu sent someone to deliver a letter. Did you forget to read it?"

Qin Jiaze frowned slightly when he heard the words, and hadn't seen Yingyu since he woke up.It's not that Qin Jiaze is hypocritical, it's just that he was injured so badly.Even if Yingyu's status is noble, he should come to visit him?Wang Jun of Dingyang is not a person who does not understand etiquette and has no one in his eyes; Ying Yu is a person who values ​​love and righteousness, shouldn't he not come to visit?

The day before yesterday, Qin Jiaze suddenly had a persistent high fever, and the house was once again in a state of turmoil.Qin Jiaze didn't notice Yingyu's letter.Ying Yu has not come, is something wrong?That's right, this kidnapping already had an unusual taste!

"Go, little leaf. Hurry up and get the letter." Qin Jiaze's legs were injured and he couldn't walk on the ground, so he had to ask Yang Ye to get the letter.

Yang Ye quickly took the letter over, Qin Jiaze took it, and opened the letter directly to read.

Sure enough, something happened to the palace, what happened?Ying Yu's letter was basically an apology, telling Qin Jiaze that he had to leave Dingyang for something, so he couldn't visit him at home, and asked Qin Jiaze to forgive him.

The letter is very ordinary, and the content is also very ordinary.But Qin Jiaze could tell that Yingyu's handwriting was messed up, and it became more obvious as he went to the back.Qin Jiaze has gone to school to practice calligraphy in the past few years. Although he is not very good, he has learned a little bit of basic appreciation.Qin Jiaze could tell at a glance that Ying Yu was upset and flustered when he wrote the letter, which was reflected in his handwriting.

What happened to make Yingyu flustered like this?Unexpected, or Qin Jiaze didn't want to think about it.No matter what it is, it has nothing to do with yourself.I can't help myself!

Qin Jiaze sighed and put the letter away.Regardless of age, Yingyu is someone who has gone through hardships with her!Are they friends?Qin Jiaze didn't know.

Qin Jiaze didn't know when they would see each other again?

Qin Jiaze didn't know, and neither did Ying Yu, who was rushing all the way, the two of them had been separated for five years!

What Qin Jiaze didn't know was that, within an hour, he knew Ying Yu's whereabouts.And this whereabouts is also closely related to the Qin family!

Qin Jiaze was so upset that he couldn't fall asleep even while lying on the bed.I simply got up, asked someone to carry me to the desk, took out the red box locked in the cabinet, and continued to write my "memoirs".

The box was half full of papers, and there were everything on the paper, poems, lyrics, plots of novels, recipes, life tips...it was a mess, Qin Jiaze wrote whatever came to mind.Over the past few years, I have saved a lot, but it is a pity that many memories have been blurred.Time is indeed a silent but powerful weapon that can erase all traces and memories of a person...

"Brother, brother." The familiar duet sounded.Two round little buns just rolled in.The following servants automatically stayed outside and did not enter the house.

"Hey, why did you two come running over here? My brother can't play with you now!" Qin Jiaze's mood healed a lot when he saw the two cute younger brothers.He stretched out his hand and pulled the two little guys, and one of them took a sip on his face.

"Brother, I'll play with you." Qin Jiaran was always so lively and active, he was a restless little pony.

"Brother, are you feeling better? I'll give you a whir." Qin Jiaxin was a sensitive and careful child, a caring little padded jacket.

"Where did you two go to play? You didn't go to bed at noon. Qin Jiaran, you naughty ghost, you have come up with some bad idea again. You also dragged my brother to do something bad. You!" Qin Jiaze rubbed his brother's hairy head, it's really good feel.While I was still young, I quickly masturbated a few more, and I am afraid that I will not be allowed to touch my head in two years.

Qin Jiaze really can't do anything about this younger brother, he doesn't know where the three-year-old kid got his ideas and energy, making troubles every day, which makes people laugh and cry.It was only yesterday that I wrecked the kitchen and stole the newly bought quail eggs from the kitchen.Hidden in the quilt, said to hatch chicks.A silly child can't even tell the difference between an egg and a quail egg, so that's fine.I didn't take it out at night, and I crushed the eggshell when I was sleeping, which ruined the quilt again.

"Brother, Uncle is here! He was talking with Dad, and we are not allowed to listen. Why isn't my little cousin coming? I still want to play marbles with him. Last time my little cousin gave me a lot of beautiful marbles, It's so pretty..." Qin Jiaran's little bun hugged his brother's arm and cooed coquettishly.

Qin Jiaze's thoughts flew to the front hall, for some reason, there was always a sense of uneasiness in his heart, as if something was going to happen!What will happen to the uncle?

Qin Jiaze suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to pinch Xinxin's little bun's cheek, and said with a smile, "Brother, can someone sew a sandbag for you, and then teach you how to throw it. OK?"

"Brother, what is a sandbag? I want to play." When Qin Jiaran mentioned playing, he was always the most active one.

Qin Jiaxin's child likes to look at people with expectant little eyes, which is the most irresistible.

Sandbags, one of the games that rural children often played when they were young.Although sandbags are simple, they are not something that every child has.Many parents are too lazy to sew sandbags for their children, at least Qin Jiaze didn't have this kind of treatment when he was a child.

Qin Jiaze didn't stay in this village for long, and he doesn't know if there is this game in the village now.Sewing a sandbag is really a simple matter for those who know how to needle and thread here.

Qin Jiaze briefly explained how to make sandbags, and within a quarter of an hour, a red sandbag with bright colors and fine stitches was freshly baked.Although Qin Jiaze thought the red sandbags were weird, he couldn't help the little buns like them.

Qin Jiaze explained the rules of the game, after the buns learned it.In a blink of an eye, the two little buns were ruthlessly abandoned, and the elder brother who couldn't play with him ran to the yard and started playing happily.Children's laughter is always full of magic, which can make people infected and put them in a good mood.

Qin Jiaze put away what he had just written, and locked the red box again.Looking up, I saw my father walking in from the door with an ugly expression on his face.

Seeing Abba's ugly face, Qin Jiaze felt uneasy again.Can't help but ask with concern, "Abba, what happened?"

The worry in Lin Zijun's heart overflowed on his face.The husband was still in the capital and hadn't returned yet, and the son was suddenly injured for no reason, and his body was covered in injuries.Lin Zijun, who had been worried for the past few days, felt even more worried when he saw today's letter.

Lin Zijun sat next to his son, and saw that his son's face was less swollen, and the wound on the corner of his mouth was healed, and he took his son's hand to examine carefully, "The wound on the face is no longer visible, and the wound on the hand is almost healed. Yes, but if you write, you have to pay attention, and you can't take too long. How do you feel on your legs?"

"Father, I'm much better now, and my hands are fine. Look, my son is still so handsome, isn't he?" Qin Jiaze resisted the urge to ask again, continued the conversation, and forced a smile to comfort Father.

"Hey, that's fine. Don't laugh, Dad doesn't know you yet! If you want to ask, just ask, Dad won't hide it from you." Lin Zijun felt that after his son went through what happened a few days ago, not only was he not frightened, but On the contrary, he has grown up a lot, so he can be comforted.

"Father, what happened? Tell me!" Qin Jiaze thought of all kinds of bad situations. There are only a few people in the family, nothing more than father and uncle, and those people from his hometown. I don't know who caused the accident. up?

"You two uncles have sent a letter. Tiele's army attacked the border town, and the northern border started fighting. The two of them have been ordered to go north to the frontier a few days ago. Although I don't know what the situation is, how can people not worry about it? I I just discussed with your uncle, and asked the Yang family's caravan to deliver medicinal materials and supplements to your two uncles. This is all I can do at home." Lin Zijun's tone was low, with unconcealable worry in his voice.

ah!Qin Jiaze was speechless for a while, struggling to digest the news in his mind.This is simply the worst thing ever!Qin Jiaze had never seen a war before.But after watching so many TV dramas and war movies in my previous life, a fool also knows that war will kill people, and many people will die.

The war in the cold weapon era is more intuitive and tragic, with blood and broken limbs on the battlefield.It is the glory of victory piled up with living human lives!Qin Jiaze couldn't imagine what a tragic situation it was!

But now Qin Jiaze really felt it, worry, fear, fear.Because your relatives are about to step on the battlefield and get involved in the cruel battlefield.The two uncles are already over 40 years old, but they still have to go to the battlefield to fight.

Qin Jiaze always liked to plan for the worst, but this time Qin Jiaze didn't dare to think so.Qin Jiaze told himself that he must firmly believe that Daqin will definitely win!Military generals rely on military exploits to make a career, and my uncle has the ability to become a general on his own, so he is naturally wise and brave.I will definitely win this time, I will definitely come back safely, I will definitely...

"Father, I have so many medicines and supplements for my wounds, I can't finish them all. Send them all to my uncle. There are also shoes, clothes, make the strongest ones, and send them together..." Qin Jiaze now regrets how he didn't have many in his previous life. Learn how to make weapons and gunpowder, and the art of war.So far nothing can help!

Seeing his son's anxious look, Lin Zijun interrupted, "Okay, are you still a child? You don't have to worry about these things. My father told you because I thought you should know. Even if my father didn't tell you, you won't be able to do so in a few days. I will also know, so I might as well tell you now. The most important thing you should do now is to take good care of your injuries. Is Dad busy with many things these days? You help Dad take good care of his two younger brothers, you know?"

"Abba, go get busy! I'll take good care of my younger brothers." Qin Jiaze knew that he couldn't help his uncle who was thousands of miles away, so he was naturally willing to try his best to help Aba by doing what he could.

"Okay. Dad, go and pack the things to bring to your uncle first. Tomorrow, I will go to the temple with your uncle to worship, and pray for the safety of both of you." After Lin Zijun finished speaking, he patted his son on the shoulder , got up and went out.

As soon as Dad went out, Qin Jiaze collapsed on the chair, feeling in a mess.The two uncles are the pillars of the Qin family. Without them, the Qin family would not be as prosperous as it is now.It's not that Qin Jiaze is ruthless, but this is the reality. Whether it's for love or profit, Qin Jiaze hopes that the two uncles will win fairly and peacefully.

What's more, most of the defeats of ancient generals were very bleak.Even life and death are all in the king's mind.In the worst case, he will be dismissed from office and demoted, and lose both fame and fortune; in severe cases, he will be punished for crimes and exiled to the frontiers.If he was defeated during the war and returned home, it would be fine if he died in battle, otherwise not only his own life would be lost, but even the whole family might be implicated.

In ancient times, no matter whether you were a civil servant or a military officer, you might lose your life and bring harm to your family if you were not careful.Being an official is difficult!

By the way, Yingyu.King Dingyang is responsible for guarding the northern border. If something happens in northern border, King Dingyang will bear the brunt of it!Yingyu left in such a hurry, did something happen to King Dingyang?

To the north of Dingyang, on the official road thousands of miles away.

"Father, are you feeling better?" Ying Yu's handsome face was covered with dust, and his eyes were black and blue.After riding for more than an hour, Ying Yu got off the horse and got into the carriage. What he saw was his father's pale face.

"Brother Zhen, I'm fine. Have you seen anyone?" Qin Feiyan, king of Dingyang, lost his usual vigor and looked very weak.

"I see, the matter is settled. Father, don't think so much. Rest well, you still have a little brother in your stomach? You have been running around for the past few months, and you will not be able to bear it." Ying Yu's eyes were red Persuade.

"Brother, Yingyu. Is the boss gone? Don't hide it from me. Tell the truth. How long can you keep it from me!" Qin Feiyan asked his son sharply with firm eyes and no soft words in the past. .

Ying Yu didn't dare to look her father in the eyes, and finally knelt down on the floor with her head down, choked up and said, "Abba, brother, let's go!" Tears fell drop by drop to the floor, wet the ground.

Qin Feiyan didn't cry loudly, didn't cry silently, but said in a low tone like a sigh, "Ah! Hero!"

"Father, father, how are you?" Ying Yu was frightened by her husband's calm reaction, leaned close to her father, and asked eagerly, holding his hand.

"When did you die? How is your father?" Qin Feiyan didn't seem to hear his son's concern, but continued to ask.After speaking halfway, he covered his stomach and said again, "Brother Zhen, go and call the doctor over here."

Ying Yu thought her father was suffering, so she hurriedly turned around and jumped out of the carriage to find the doctor.

in the compartment.After his son left, Qin Feiyan let himself cry.Yinghao, the son he had exhausted himself and taught with one hand, just fell on the battlefield like this.He was only 21 years old, did he abandon his parents?Oh my god!Even as strong as Qin Feiyan, he couldn't bear the heartbreaking pain of losing his son!

Yinghao, the stepson of Qin Feiyan, the eldest son of King Dingyang and the former concubine, and the son of King Dingyang.If others look at the relationship in the Dingyang Palace, they may be able to imagine a big drama of a wealthy family.In order to inherit the title, the stepfather abused and raised his stepson?But the fact is exactly the opposite, Yinghao and Qin Feiyan have a very good relationship!

Yinghao was only four years old when Qin Feiyan became the king of Dingyang.King Dingyang is busy with government affairs and has no time to take care of his son.It was Qin Feiyan who took care of his stepson's life every day, taught the hero to read and practice martial arts, and hired famous teachers for him to train him to become a talent.It wasn't until Yinghao was 14 years old that he voluntarily followed Dingyang Wangshou to guard the frontier, and he didn't leave Qin Feiyan's side.

Qin Feiyan treats this stepson as his own son, and puts in more effort than Yingyu, his own son.And Yinghao, the eldest son, is also very grateful for Qin Feiyan's training, he is very filial to Qin Feiyan, and loves Yingyu, his younger brother.

It's just that Yinghao, like his father, is a natural general. He has learned martial arts at a young age, and he can be regarded as a young talent!He wholeheartedly wanted to be a world-class hero and a famous general like his father.And not afraid of the cold and bitterness, he guarded the frontier with his father early on!

It's a pity that the sky is jealous of talents. After the war between Daqin and Tie Le, Yinghao was plotted and besieged by the enemy on the battlefield, and died of serious injuries and poisoning.King Dingyang lost his beloved son, and under the agitation, he fought fiercely against Tie Le and was also injured.That's why the imperial court urgently ordered Qin Jingye, a veteran, to go to the northern border to lead the army to fight against the enemy.Qin Feiyan insisted on going to northern Xinjiang regardless of his health.

Ying Yu knew that his father was deliberately pushing him away, and that his father was too strong, because the elder brother had been subjected to so many gossips, and he never said a word.Who would have thought that the eldest brother would pass away suddenly.

Ying Yu didn't dare to take it lightly, her father's body looked too bad.Ying Yu still took the doctor with him to the front of his father's carriage.Hearing the suppressed crying inside gradually disappear, he knocked on the car door, and his father answered before going up.

Qin Feiyan wiped away tears and calmed down.Enduring the grief, let the government doctor feel the pulse and prescribe medicine.Already lost a son, the one in my stomach must never have another accident.

Qin Feiyan rushed back to Dingyang from northern Xinjiang at the end of the year to worship the old king.It was not until February that she found out that she had another child. Qin Feiyan is already 34 years old.I couldn't believe it at first, and then I was ecstatic.But who would have thought that something would happen in the blink of an eye.

Before the letter announcing the good news to King Dingyang was sent, Yingyu was kidnapped.As soon as Ying Yu came back safely, he received the news that Tie Le's army had invaded the border, and the son of Prince Dingyang was dying of poisoning.

Qin Feiyan was hit one after another within a few days, and was traveling by car again, unable to take care of his health with peace of mind.This child is doomed to many disasters, born in a precarious and difficult time.

Qin Jiaze, who was in Dingyang, naturally knew nothing about all this.

The days passed quietly as Qin Jiaze was able to gradually walk on the ground.The time spent worrying and waiting is naturally difficult, but all Qin Jiaze can do is wait.

Waiting for his father's return, waiting for news from the far northern Xinjiang...