How to Survive As a Villain

Seeing that Xie Chungui's face suddenly changed, the man knew that he had said something he shouldn't have said, but he couldn't help persuading him: "You... hey, don't do this

It's been three years, let's take a closer look. Although the surname is Yan now, there are no heavy taxes, no domineering corrupt officials, and our people have enough to eat, wear warm clothes and have some spare money on hand, isn't it good?As the saying goes, the world is full of people, you, don't care too much... hey, where are you going?

what? "

The man was still muttering, Xie Chungui suddenly threw him away, holding his head in one hand, and ran away staggeringly.

Xie Chungui couldn't hear the exclamation of passersby around him, couldn't see the strange eyes around him, he stumbled across the street, turned left again, and a house suddenly appeared in front of him.

But the plaque of that house was broken and fell pitifully on the ground, the two stone lions in front of the door were gone, and there was a thick layer of dust on the ground, stepping on it would be a footprint.

Xie Chungui stood helplessly in front of the mansion door, almost out of breath, with a throbbing pain in his chest, he stepped forward step by step, and slowly stretched out his hand to push open the door that had been closed for three years.

The smell of dust came over his face, and further inside, the originally clean front yard was overgrown with weeds, and it was full of ruins. Xie Chungui walked a few steps, and suddenly kicked a stone, which rolled away, revealing something underneath.

The thing was hidden under the weeds, and it was difficult to find without looking carefully. Xie Chungui leaned over to pick it up, and found that it was a yellowed and old invitation card. A few words: Congratulations to Li Wuding... General...

Xie Chungui suddenly straightened his back as if awakened from a dream, and then slowly squatted down with his head in his arms. He pinched his scalp with both hands and bit his lips tightly, almost bleeding.

He woke up.

It's time for him to wake up too.

He is Xie Chungui, he is also the son of the Xie family, and he is the general of the Northern Kingdom!His military mission is to defend the country from the enemy!

It seemed to be back three years ago, on that snowy night when singing and delivering food, in front of it was the billowing smoke from the flames, and behind it was the grain and grass cart that was not delivered in time.

The lieutenant general in the city fell to his knees and wailed loudly. Every word he uttered was soaked in blood. His voice fell into Xie Chungui's heart. It was sharper than any knife in the world. He said, "General Xie, second lieutenant general Nie His hands were chopped off by Yan Heqing! His throat was cut off! His soldiers broke through the siege and fled back desperately to tell us that General Li and the others went to seize food and grass, were trapped in the enemy's barracks, and were trapped in prison. In the end, they were all burned to death by Yan Heqing Already!! All of them!!!”

That day, the deputy general's desperate cries were still clearly echoing in his ears. Xie Chungui pinched himself fiercely, pinching out eye-catching black and purple bruises on his arm. Only then did he control his emotions a little bit. He stood up and walked towards Xie's mansion step by step. Walking in the main hall, every step he took brought with him the determination to kill Yan Heqing and keep Nanyan Kingdom outside its borders with all his strength.

But in the end, he was still defeated, and he failed to protect the North Kingdom after all.

Xie Chungui slowly stepped into the main hall of Xie Mansion. This place has become a mourning hall. There are more than [-] memorial tablets neatly placed on the mourning hall. Behind the mourning hall, there are piles of ashes-fallen coffins.

When Xie Chungui heard that he was going to the battlefield that day, his mother said to him: "Yaoer, do you remember the Xie family's family training?"

Xie Chungui said: "Mother, don't worry, the child will keep it in mind."

The mother nodded and said, "We thank the family and have been loyal for generations. Both your father and your elder brother died on the battlefield. They are worthy of loyalty. You can't lose their face."

Xie Chungui said: "Mother, don't worry, if the enemy army wants to step into the northern kingdom, they must step over my corpse."

Mother stroked his hair and said softly, "If that day comes, don't worry, you won't be alone on the road to Huangquan."

It was almost dusk, and the twilight was like blood. Xie Chungui knelt down in front of more than twenty memorial tablets.

Mother's faithful words are intertwined with today's man's words that people are full of food, and there are two words that are different from each other, but neither of them is wrong.

Xie Chungui kowtowed three times, and when he looked up, he saw his tablet on the mourning hall. He stood up and caressed the words on the tablet, and hurried into the back hall.

There were more than [-] coffins piled up in a mess in the back hall. The scene was horrifying. The relatives in the coffins had already turned into bones. Xie Chungui searched for them one by one, and finally found the coffin with his name engraved on it. I opened it with all my strength, and saw a tattered book of family instructions lying quietly inside.

Xie Chungui picked up the family motto with trembling hands, and turned to the first page. There was only one sentence written on it: The descendants of the Xie family will live and die together with the North Kingdom!

After all, Xie Chun couldn't help crying heart-piercingly. He slowly climbed into the coffin, hugging the invitation card and family letter, curled up, almost choked up with sobs.

There was a draft blowing through the hall, and the whining sound was sad and powerless.