[Qin] Qin Shi

"Where did Xiao Shu go?" In the conference hall, the generals gathered together and were puzzled, "It has been six days. At this juncture, that kid is too worrying."

Even in this troubled time, he was still running around, which made the generals who were already disturbed by all kinds of secular world even more irritated: "He is too ignorant, no wonder the old general—"

"Speak carefully!" Another person interrupted him, "The old general is the old general, and the young general is the young general." While talking, he glared fiercely at the other party, signaling the other party to shut up.

The general didn't have the nerve to refute after being murdered, he just muttered something in private, but he still didn't put it on the surface.

"Did he hear something?" Sitting next to the chair, another older general hesitated, "The matter of Nancun..." He looked at the others hesitantly, but then It was so vague that others understood what he meant.

"Probably not?" The other member frowned, thinking of Lian Po's evaluation of the major general back then, "Didn't the old general always say that the major general was cold-hearted and wouldn't be disturbed by other people's will? Back then He didn't even react to Yanbei's attack, so how could he do such a thing for a few people he doesn't know?"

The lieutenants who also knew that old general Lian Po had commented on the disciple beside him were silent. They either looked at the water glass in their hands, or stared up at the hanging beam above their heads. No one spoke or answered.

Until one of the younger lieutenants couldn't bear the confusion in his heart, he said, "But the timing is too coincidental. The survivors from Nancun fled to Yanbei one after another in the past few days. Although they all I have never met the little general, but what if the little general really ran to Nancun and met the Xiongnu?"

"That's the way he asked for his own death." The veteran waved his hand impatiently, "It's so safe to stay in Yanbei, he doesn't want to stay in a safe place, he has to find his own way of death, and you can't stop him. Besides, , Xinpinghou is gone, what use can he be as a brat?"

He said, with disdain and displeasure on his brows: "Maybe it's like his deserter master, because he was afraid. He heard that Yanbei was about to be conquered, so he ran to Wei State with his tail between his legs in a disheartened mood. , looking for his master."

When Xinping Hou Lianpo was mentioned, there was a new silence in the room.

"Handan, did you abandon us?" The young general asked hesitantly, "They won't send General Li Mu back, and now that Marquis Xinping has abandoned us, there will be no new generals for a long time. If so Just in case, you can’t really ask the little general to come on top, can you? He’s only a little old.”

Calling "little general" or "major general" is nothing more than a respect for Ziping Hou Lianpo.

Sincerely?

Not necessarily many.

However, before he could reply, he heard the hasty footsteps of the guard outside the door: "The major general is back." Before stepping into the door, the guard's voice had already entered the room, "Xiao Shu is back! "

"Come back?" The generals gathered in the hall got up after hearing the news, and all looked at the guard who rushed into the room to report the matter, with shocked expressions on their faces.

"Yes! Come back, I'm back." The middle-aged guard also went to the battlefield when he was young, and because he broke his arm, he became the scare of the general's mansion, "It's just..." He wanted to say no The way he said it, hesitation made people more anxious.

The iron-blooded man who has been a soldier all his life is tired of this kind of coercion. Looking at the appearance of the middle-aged man, one of the lieutenants sternly reprimanded him: "It's just something, just say something, what does it look like hesitating!"

However, before he could open his mouth, he heard slightly heavy footsteps behind him, followed by a faint smell of frozen blood that was familiar to everyone present.

It wasn't the guard who answered him, but a younger, but also hoarse voice: "Okay, let's talk straight."

Turning around the door, the young man was standing at the door against the light, the golden sunlight penetrated through his black clothes, coating him with a layer of red velvet.If you look carefully, you can find that the mottled color patches on the black clothes are not artificial smudges, but the color of blood after thickening, and the red velvet light is also derived from this.

"Nancun has been massacred. You must have heard the news in the past few days." After the young man standing at the door said this without changing his face, his sharp eyes swept over everyone present, "Are you satisfied? ?”

satisfaction?

This sentence can really be regarded as murderous.

Regardless of the changed faces of the people around him, Bai Shu continued on his own: "Of course you are satisfied. If you feed the Xiongnu and kill hundreds of people, thousands or even tens of thousands of people will be rescued—do you think so? yes, right?"

"Xiao Shu!" One of the generals stepped forward, trying to stop the child.

But in the next second, he was knocked back by the opponent's red eyes.

That look was too familiar to him. He spent most of his life on the battlefield, and he had seen countless red-eyed soldiers. His eyes were the same as this child's at this moment, cold and indifferent, he could not look at anything, nor could he see anything.

Such eyes should not appear on a child.

Bai Shu watched the veteran flinch and laughed.

He smiles very cutely, and there are small pear dimples on his baby-fat face, his big peach blossom eyes turned into petals, and the corners of his eyes are flushed, like a boy who confesses his love to the girl he loves, But at this moment it was creepy.

"Do you know what it means to retreat step by step?" He asked softly. Say you don't know."

He smiled and threw the cloth bag that he had been carrying behind his back to the ground.When the mouth of the bag lost its restraint, the contents inside were thrown out of the bag due to the force of the throw—the ears.

It was the ears that had been cut off from the head and had already been stiff.

"...Xiao Shu?"

If this is the time, if you don't know where the kid has been these past few days, you will be ashamed of the bloody smell on his body and the experience of these veterans: "These ears..."

"Who knows," the young man still had such a considerate smile on his face, "Maybe it belongs to those dead villagers, or maybe it is."

He said this, and stepped into the room: "I counted, 260 and nine people, even if half escaped and half died. 630 four or five, although just made up fifty, there are fifteen more , but as a small change for you, you don’t have to look for the rest.”

What answered him was the silence and the more rapid breathing of the men.

"For the remaining [-], first calculate what I owe, and one day, I will settle this account." He smiled, his voice soft, but he said the most vicious words.

"Xiao Shu, what have you done!" A lieutenant who watched the child grow up couldn't help taking two steps back, and sat down on his seat, "What the hell are you..."

"What did you do?" The smile on Bai Shu's face became more sincere, and he even took the initiative to complete the other party's words, "Are we playing a guessing game?"

He looked innocently at the dozens of lieutenants in the room: "Then how about I announce the answer first? - I killed a group of Huns. Of course, because I was not strong enough alone, I accidentally let a few escape." ——Don’t worry, I’m chasing after them to watch.”

"He ran to the big tribe, looking for someone to ask for help!"

There was pride in his words, but there was madness in his eyes: "Now, the question and answer question has become a multiple-choice question! Be a stray dog ​​and be slaughtered by others, or—" He looked around the room, his smile became brighter, " Be a watchdog, guarding the gate of the country to the death of the country."

Looking at the hot-blooded young man in front of them, the expressions on the faces of the generals became more and more ugly.For what he did, and for the truth that was revealed in front of everyone at this moment: "Xiao Shu, things are not as simple as you imagined."

"Complicated?" He tilted his head slightly, perhaps because of the backlight, his light-colored eyes were dark against the bloodshot background, "No, it's obvious that you guys imagined things too complicated. Because things are my own. It's as simple as you think, it's you who complicate everything."

As he said that, his soft tone changed and became more severe: "If there is no food, go ask for food. If there is no silver ring, then sell the iron. If there are no soldiers, let the old, weak, women and children go together. In the end, even if there is only the last One soldier at a time, what is left to the Xiongnu must also be a piece of scorched earth."

The madness of young people who would rather be broken than whole is beginning to emerge at this moment: "Those courtesy are taught by educated and educated people, what kind of smuggling, what kind of life, and then trying to make a big plan-have you seen the tragedy of Nancun-" —Those children who died with regret, those men who protected their families until their death, those women who were tortured—have you gone to see it?”

"Did you dig a hole and bury them yourself? Did you reach out and try to close their eyes that couldn't be closed anyway?" The young man fought against the light, looking at the middle-aged man in the shadows, " If you all die, Yanbei will be at peace, then can I ask you to—”

The smile on his face became brighter and brighter, his eyes curled up and the corners of his mouth turned up: "——Can I please you, go to hell."

"Xiao Shu!" "Bastard!" "What nonsense are you talking about!" "Enough!"

......

For a moment, the room was filled with voices of adults who were either indignant, ashamed, dissatisfied, or ashamed.

But Bai Shu didn't care: "I think you just lack creed," he ignored the voices of these people, and continued on his own, "What did Lian Po argue with me before, 'soldiers only need to be obedient'" There can only be one mind in a military team,' that's bullshit."

"Why do you join the army? It's for your family, for your country, for your own glory, for the people behind you, and for peace!"

"But if you can't guard the land under your feet, the people behind you, or your own homeland—a dog knows how to bark at uninvited strangers, it will die—you, you have lived like this For a long time, is it even worse than a dog?"

The young man's voice filled the room, echoing in the silent room.

"To endure humiliation, you must also have the meaning of living. Remember and take revenge. There is no meaningless sacrifice and death as a stepping stone. It is for a longer-term survival. That can be called living. Use your own flesh and blood to feed an unfamiliar animal. What is the difference between a wolf and a stray dog, a traitor?"

"If that's the case, what face will I have to meet my ancestors and descendants after a hundred years?"

"In peaceful times, there are flowers, plants, poetry, and tea and wine. When the nation is in crisis, it is fortunate to sacrifice and die. Isn't such a life very good? Isn't such a life satisfying?"

The author has something to say: a story I saw on wb before.

It is said that there is a Taoist temple in the mountain, and there is only one old Taoist priest in the Taoist temple.

Someone asked the old Taoist why he was the only one?

The old Taoist said that when he was young, his brothers and masters all went down the mountain to fight against the Japanese.

He asked his senior brother, what if he never returns?

"Then it will never come back."

It really never came back.

In addition, the last sentence, "In the peaceful years, he had flowers, poems, tea and wine; when the country was subjugated, he had sacrifice and death, and he was very satisfied with what happened to him" comes from Lao She