Placid Chang'an

The child was lying in the grass where they usually slept, with his hands tied behind his back, his white legs were bruised and purple, the blood flowing from his lower body stained the whole dry grass red, his clean eyes were wide open, Ri is this age can not bear the fear and pain.

They knew he wasn't going to survive, so they made the best of it and enjoyed it at the end.

He hugged the child for a day and a night, his blood, the wolf's blood and the child's blood were mixed together, and there was an indescribable stench.

On the third day, he strangled one of the slave traders in front of the child's body with a rope made of blood-stained hay.

When trembling and letting go of the rope, he suddenly wanted to see the sunset over the long river that the child had mentioned.Go east from here until you see the largest Populus euphratica tree where their tribe is located. There is a river coming down from the snow mountain and passing by the camp. Every day at sunset, the surface of the river will reflect the Afterglow.

But he didn't see the river in the end, and was caught up by those dogs that night. He was tied to the horse's buttocks and dragged all the way back, and then his legs were broken, in front of everyone. Hanging from the sentry tower.

For the first time, he could see so clearly the place where he lived for so many years.

This is the junction of the grassland and the Gobi. It seems to be such a scene all year round, green and yellow, like a piece of tattered felt covered with lice.

It's ugly, dirty, run-down, hopeless.

When the scorching sun in the sky made his head dizzy, until the last bit of moisture in his body was evaporated, the vultures could not wait to land on his shoulders and prepare to eat, but he didn't have the strength to move any more.

His vision began to blur, and he could only feel a large cloud of dust and smoke rising from the line between the sky and the earth.

Later, auditory hallucinations also came, and in a trance, I heard iron horses coming, with overwhelming momentum, blades whistling, like a gust of wind and rain, screams and wailing, people's voices, dogs barking, and swords and soldiers clashing.

Out of the corner of the eye, a man in black clothes and black armor sat on a horse, with an indescribably graceful and calm appearance.Sensing his gaze, a pair of pure black eyes raised up, glanced at him, and then drew a bow and arrow, heading straight towards him.

After the rope was shot, he didn't even utter an exclamation, and fell sharply, right in front of the man.

A pair of boots embroidered with double dragons spit beads with gold thread got off the horse and stood in front of him.He looked from the bottom up, falling steadily into the eyes that looked at him with interest.

"I want this man." The man ordered back.

Then he turned around and got on his horse, and slowly drove away from this bloody land.

That year, when he was 13 years old, the man pulled him back from the abyss of hell and took him away from that place.

Nothing to repay, only life and death go hand in hand.

Su Cen looked into those shallow eyes, and there was a bit of admiration in his eyes. The child who came out of the slave pile, before others were enlightened, he had already passed several times on the verge of life and death. Being dusty, I still know how to repay my kindness.

Qi Lin paused for a moment, then said: "The fishing sea back then, I didn't ask us to go there, but we asked for it ourselves."

"Huh?" Su Cen looked up.

"The Han people look down on us Turks, not only here, but also in Mobei."

Su Cen frowned slightly.

"When we kill the enemy, they laugh at us for slaughtering our own people. They are cruel and bloody. We show mercy, but they say that we are ungrateful, and we are unfamiliar white-eyed wolves. In the army, a Turk can bully us at will, because they know we dare not resist, Han people who violate military discipline are at most punished with a cane, but Turkic people will die."

"If it weren't for my father's protection, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to live now. But my father can protect us for a while, but he can't protect us forever. It's a taboo for my father to support us. The hearts of hundreds of thousands of Han soldiers cannot be cold. Master must take the overall situation into consideration, and he has to be biased in some matters."

Su Cen was secretly shocked. Back then, Prince Daoning acted arbitrarily and never put others in his eyes. Unexpectedly, he was also thoughtful. Governing the armed forces does not depend on doing things alone. But can not protect.

"Since we can't establish morality, then we should establish prestige. If we don't ask the Han people to respect us, then let them be afraid of us."

"So you have entered the fishing sea?"

"My Lord never told us to do something. We decided to do it ourselves. We will do what the Han people dare not do, and we will do what the Han people cannot do. Of the 150 people, only 20 came back, but since then No Turkic people are bullied anymore, and no one dares to provoke Tuduo Sanwei."

Su Cen was silent, the road was paved with the blood of 130 people, and the hands of the 20 people who came back were also covered with the blood of their fellow clansmen. sacrifice.

Who are they?Did he come back from fishing in the sea, or from hell?

"So when I first returned to Beijing, it was also..."

Back then when Prince Ning led Tuduo Sanwei back to Beijing, the people with high intentions in the court had long planned to make use of the issue, and beat the dog to give the master a blow.It just so happened that Qi Lin was dressed in military attire with a slasher and frightened the little emperor to cry in the hall. Without waiting for others to speak, Li Shi punished him with fifty court sticks without saying a word.Fifty sticks with broken tendons and broken bones are enough to kill someone, but this man walked back to Xingqing Palace by himself after the execution.That day, everyone in Chang'an city saw that a person came out of the palace, soaked in blood, but walked calmly and straightly, without a single step of stagnation, and became the topic of conversation in teahouses and taverns in Chang'an city for a while, astonishing.

Qi Lin understood what Su Cen was talking about, and nodded, "It was deliberately arranged by my master. I have stayed at the border for many years. At that time, the power in the court was weak. I need to stand up, and we also need to stand up."

"Haven't you ever thought that you won't be able to go back?"

Qi Lin leaned back and squinted at the veil on the roof, "I took Xiao Huan Dan that day, which locked the meridians of my whole body, so I can feel pain for a while."

Locking the meridian, although it can be paralyzed for a while, not to mention the pricking pain when unblocking it afterwards, the locked pain will burst out of the embankment, enough to overwhelm people.

"What then?"

"Later..." Qi Lin thought for a while, "Later, my master used the Life-Extending Golden Elixir to hang me for three days, consuming half of the medicine storehouse in Xingqing Palace."

Su Cen recalled the look on the eunuch who led the way when he mentioned Qi Lin. Although he was contemptuous, he was a little afraid, and he must have been intimidated that day.

"So, I'm not omnipotent. In Chang'an City, nothing is taken for granted." Qi Lin rubbed his finger bone lightly, "Are your parents and elder brother still alive?"

"Huh?" Su Cen was slightly taken aback, "They're all there."

"How are you?"

"……it is good."

"So you don't know what it's like for a father and son to separate from a brother and leave Germany. You haven't experienced any plots or plots, and you haven't lost your loved ones. When the Emperor Taizong died, the Turks suddenly committed crimes. My grandfather was trapped at the border and didn't catch up with the last time. Ms. Wen has been in the house for several years. I am afraid that the turmoil will implicate her. I have never touched Miss Wen, but she died inexplicably. When the first emperor passed away, he did leave an imperial decree, saying that if the little emperor has no virtue, but Instead, he also laid a net outside the hall. If the Lord really came out with the imperial decree, blood would be spilled in front of the Hanyuan Hall. You know that he is admired by tens of thousands of people, and Emperor Taizong has fourteen sons. Why is he the one who is above you? Have you thought about it?"

Su Cen froze in place.

He blamed him for taking one life, but he didn't know that that person held the lives of tens of thousands of people in his hands. He said that he didn't understand the bond between father and son, but he had to guard against the suspicion and calculation of his closest relatives, and walked step by step to the present. Blood dripping all the way.

Su Cen couldn't help touching her throat, she is still alive because of the rare good temper of Prince Ning.