[Gulan] Broken Wild Goose Song

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Da Xia and Lang Yue officially started war in the late autumn of the eighth year of Jiahe, and the battle line was once stalemate.Although there is no interference from the five Western clans, the two countries have just ceased fighting, and Lang Yue's civil war has just ended.In comparison, Daxia's military strength is excellent and its supplies are abundant, while Langyue's cavalry is brave, and He Lou went to the front line in person at night.Therefore, even though Daxia prepared many confrontations, they were always deftly resolved by Lang Yue.

There were heavy casualties in the war, and many refugees from the cities near Lang Yue and Daxia's front line migrated inward.The entire continent of Dongzhou is in an eventful season, and the entire continent is constantly fighting. This period of history is called the year of chaos in the history of Dongzhou.

Daxia claimed to the public that Lang Yue had stolen Daxia's national treasure at night in Helou and refused to return it, but most people knew it well.This is clearly an attempt to take advantage of troubled waters and annex Lang Yue in one fell swoop.Emperor Xia himself was in poor health and did not come to the battlefield in person. Xuanwei General Li Zhi and Zhanlang General Xu Fengnian led two armies, together with Langyue Hussar General Yu Wenwen, Gutong Wang Helou Chengyue and the Golden Tent Army of various tribes. against each other.

And Musu is not in the mood to calculate the odds of winning the war at this time.Because as the weather turned cold, when the first snow fell in Beiyuan, Aunt Yue, who was already elderly, fell ill.Musu knew very well that Aunt Yue might not be able to survive this winter.

The child who named himself Xiaogui stayed by his grandma's side every day. He was very sensible and didn't cry, and even told her the news outside with a smile, regardless of whether grandma responded or not.Musu always heard the child sobbing softly at night when he was sleepless countless times.

Musu asked the kid one day, "Why don't you cry? It might feel better if you cry."

The little ghost rubbed his eyes and said: "Mother used to say that the pillars of the family cannot cry."

Musu looked at the child's brown eyes glowing with water, hugged him distressedly and said, "Aren't there still me and brother Baiming?"

The kid grinned and said with a difficult smile: "Brother Ah Man told me to take care of you. Brother Baiming, he treats me so well, I'm embarrassed to trouble him."

Musu was suddenly speechless. He looked at the child's disheveled hair and wanted to ask him: If grandma really can't survive the winter, what will he do?

But he couldn't ask.

This is too cruel for this child.

Zhusha's blue sparrows always come, but Musu is often too busy to reply. Looking at Zhusha's short words, one can imagine the flames of war on the front line, how He Lou Chengye personally led the troops or his own elite troops were filled with gunpowder. Seven In and seven out, trying to disassemble the speed of Daxia's iron cavalry.

The thin paper seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

He is from Daxia, and he loves his country.

But he also likes Lang Yue, the kingdom of the month.He was even afraid that one day Zhu Sha's news would be He Lou Chengyue's or her own death, or even He Lou Chengye's death.Every time he thought of this, Musu felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if he was about to vomit blood.

Xie Yan said that he started the war because of himself, and because Bi Jinsui started the war; but in the end, he wanted to annex Lang Yue.The five tribes in the West are in chaos, the right time and place are in harmony with the people, and they must fight when they have to fight.Therefore, he cannot prevent the war from happening, even though he knows that he has committed an indelible crime in this war.

Bai Ming's spirit is also very bad.His father was a soldier of Daxia, and he was bound to join the war.As soon as the generals are done, there are no corpses left on the battlefield, and there are no names for the dead. When will he go back to Daxia, and will he see his father.Or it is unknown whether the father has already fallen on the battlefield at this moment.

Zhu Sha is gone, he is the only one who can help Musu, he has a good relationship with the little ghost, now that Aunt Yue is sick, she is so busy, she falls asleep every night without even having time to worry.

Musu saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

He remembered the day when He Lou Cheng Ye sighed to himself: All living beings are suffering.How many people can really achieve a positive result?

The day Aunt Yue passed away was the beginning of winter, and the cinnabar blue sparrow landed on Musu's shoulder with snowflakes, and she was carrying a light arrow with the words "war is imminent" engraved on it.The little ghost knelt in front of Aunt Yue, and didn't cry until the end, but his expression was uglier than crying.Aunt Yue kept her eyes closed and had a fever all the time, her old face was as pale as if she had been dead for many days.She kept thinking about Miss Miss, and said some words that Musu couldn't understand.

At the moment when the last ray of light in the morning light disappeared, Aunt Yue suddenly opened her cloudy eyes wide and shouted loudly: "Miss...the azaleas in Fengcheng...are blooming..." and then died.

Bai Ming and Musu watched the little ghost helplessly shaking Aunt Yue's body, and finally couldn't help but cry on the old man's body.Musu wanted to comfort her but didn't know what to do, so Bai Ming walked up to the child, helped him up and hugged him into his arms.

The little ghost didn't cry for long, and passed out because of his poor physical condition.

Baiming put him on Musu's bed, and groomed Aunt Yue.The two of them gently placed the old man, who was as light as nothing, on the firewood that had been prepared, and lit the flame.The bright red flames were like countless hands, lifting and embracing the corpse of the old man who left with countless secrets.Musu watched Aunt Yue disappear into the flames, and somehow felt the passing of an era.

He packed Aunt Yue's ashes and buried them lightly beside the tomb of the princess by the lake.The surrounding pine forest rustled, as if someone was walking, or it seemed to be just the last cry of dead branches and falling snow as the wind blew by.

The sky was gray, and snow began to fall again. The whole pine forest was shaking, as if announcing the arrival of another winter.

Mu Su looked at the tomb of the former princess, and then clenched the arrow in his hand, wondering who he was thinking about.

Bai Ming's voice broke the silence of the whole world in an instant.He ran out almost scrambling, and said in surprise: "Master! Master! The kid has a fever! You look very bad!"

Musu was suddenly awakened from his thoughts, he was shocked, and hurried back to the house. He really saw the little ghost's complexion alternately blue and red, sweating and panting, and he looked like he was crying bitterly.Mu Su checked the little ghost's pulse, turned his head and looked at Bai Ming with an ugly expression, and said, "The situation is not good. He was exhausted a few days ago, and today he is deeply saddened, his pulse is unstable, and he is very weak."

Bai Ming wiped the kid's sweat anxiously and said, "Then what should I do, sir! Where can I find a doctor and take the kid to Tianyue City now!"

Musu shook his head, gritted his teeth, and said, "The weather outside is too bad, and he can't stand fatigue now. Besides, it's wartime, most of the experienced doctors have already gone to the front line, and I'm really worried about the rest."

Seeing the little ghost's painful expression, Bai Ming's heart ached and he said, "We can't just let the little ghost die!"

Musu frowned, his hands and feet were cold, and he hurriedly said, "I asked Qingque to bring a letter to Zhu Sha, and asked Zhu Sha to bring a doctor or medicine back quickly. Now that Zhu Sha is under Alu's tent, it's not difficult to do these things. "

Bai Ming nodded again and again, and went to get a pen and paper while she should.Mu Su finished writing quickly, called Qing Que, tied up the note, and said, "Qing Er, hurry up! Make sure to deliver it to Zhu Sha, you understand?"

The blue sparrow screamed, fluttered its wings, and disappeared in an instant.

Musu didn't stop, turned to Baiming and said, "Baiming, go to boil some hot water and find some nutritious things and medicinal materials. Now we can only work hard to make the little devil last until that day."

Bai Ming nodded quickly.

The northern plains are barren, and the little ghost and Aunt Yue, the old and the young, don't have much storage at all. Now it's wartime, and even Tianyue City is now collecting and distributing food, and the shortage is more than the rich.The supplies to Beiyuan are often not in time.In addition, Musu and Baiming were exiled, and it was impossible for them to enter Tianyue City without He Lou Chengye's order.

The battle is imminent, how could Musu send a letter to He Lou Chengye because of this kind of thing at this time.

There isn't much in the way of things these days to support the kid through what could be a week.Musu and Baiming worked till late at night, boiled all the nutritious things into a soup, and gave them to the kid to eat bite by bite.The little ghost vomited a lot and ate less, but his condition did not continue to deteriorate, but he did not see any improvement.

On the seventh night, there was another night of heavy snowfall, and all the food that could be eaten was exhausted, but the news from Zhu Sha still did not come.Both Musu and Baiming's mental state was poor, but no one dared to relax, because if they relaxed, the little ghost's life might be lost.

It was pitch black with heavy snow and no moon, and the candlelight in the room seemed fragile and dim.

Musu's heart sank more and more, he didn't know how difficult such a long night would be for this child with a high fever.He didn't even know how to spend such days for himself and Bai Ming.He has been almost two days without a drop of water, which he has never experienced before.

He thought that he might be executed, he might be killed, he might die on the battlefield and die in the conspiracy of the officialdom, but he never thought that he might face hunger and the subsequent pain .The past 20 years have been too smooth and pampered, and these short two years have made him feel like he has re-experienced life.

He suddenly felt that he had never missed his family so much, even He Lou Cheng Ye.He was put under house arrest in Langyue as a guilty person, but basically he didn't encounter any harsh difficulties.He Lou Chengye always appeared when he needed it, and even stood in front of him.

Baiming on one side was in extremely poor condition. Since the kid got sick, apart from drinking water and eating a little leftovers, Baiming didn't have a moment to rest at all, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Musu saw it, but he couldn't persuade him.

Bai Ming always shakes her head lightly to indicate that she is fine, and in turn persuades Musu to rest.

Musu wiped the sweat off the kid's forehead with the corner of his clothes, watched his almost weak breathing, stood up and said: "This is not good. Not only the kid, we will not be able to hold on... I'll go out and see if there is any... Weeds or wild ginseng and hares. Bai Ming, you are so good at taking care of the little ghost."

Bai Ming was taken aback for a moment, then his cloudy eyes gradually brightened, and he quickly stood up and said, "Master, I'll go! I'll go!"

Musu looked at him with a frown, picked up his cloak and said, "Don't you know how your body is doing? I'll be fine and I'll be back soon."

Bai Ming stood up, grabbed Musu's clothes and said, "I can't do anything here except worry, and I can't help if the little devil has any problems. I'll go out. I was familiar with wild vegetables and hares when I was a child. Last time I was there There is also an old ginseng plant at the foot of the mountain! It will definitely give the little ghost a boost."

Bai Ming's gaze was firm, and Musu saw that he couldn't refuse, so he had to give him the cloak, and watched him take the dagger, carry the basket on his back, and put on the bamboo hat and lantern.

Mu Su emphasized: "If it's too far, come back, don't wander around, you know. Just have something that can last through the night, and Zhusha should be back soon."

Bai Ming nodded, opened the door, turned around, and said with a smile on his unhealthy pale face: "Don't worry, young master, I'll be back right away! You just need to boil hot water."

After speaking, he turned around and disappeared into the thick night without taking a few steps, as if being swallowed by the night.

Musu looked at him, his heart suddenly clenched, feeling the snowflakes and icy wind outside kept rushing towards his face, he shivered and flinched back.

The little ghost was still asleep on his own bed, breathing weakly and rapidly.Mu Su tucked the quilt for him, thinking about the days after he heard the bad news about Da Xia, He Lou Cheng Ye smiled and pointed to the place where the little ghost resembled him in order to amuse himself.Although the two are not related by blood, the kid's eyebrows and eyes really look a bit like the He Lou brothers.His brows and eyes are as tough as He Lou Cheng Ye, but his eyes are as bright and innocent as Alu.He is also a master at riding a horse and climbing trees. When he and He Lou Chengyue play together, they are like two born children of the prairie.

Mu Su looked at it, slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, smiled for a while, then looked at the window sill again, there was darkness outside the thin window paper that kept trying to penetrate, Mu Su stared at the thin window paper, reluctantly I can't help but think that thousands of miles away are full of wars.

The little ghost didn't sleep well, he whimpered and turned his head.

Musu reached out to move the pillow for him, but suddenly he felt something like a kit under the pillow.He took it out in a daze, thinking it was a talisman that Aunt Yue sewed for the little ghost, but Musu's pupils shrank into a small spot in an instant.

Lying quietly in his hand was exactly the kit he had put Bi Jinsui in.The Jade Golden Marrow that was given to him with thank you words before leaving was lost in the fire and fell into the hands of He Lou Chengye.

Musu's hands trembled, he slowly opened the kit, and took out the cold beads from inside.Xie Yan's face, which had already been somewhat blurred, became clearer a little bit.

The blue is like smoke, the golden light is like the moon, the smoke and moon float and sink, Nanke is a dream.

In a daze, he returned to the day when he left the capital a few years ago, Xie Yan's smile was like the light of the sky, and the warmth of his palm remained in his palm for so long.But now the tentacles are cold.

People's hearts are really cold.

Xie Yan is no longer that Xie Yan, is he the naive him back then?

Musu didn't dare to think about it, he even put back the golden marrow violently, as if the golden and green light would blind his eyes.He put the kit back under the pillow, got up and walked to the bed, looked through the crack of the window at the almost indistinguishable darkness outside the window, and his swaying and blurred shadow on the window paper, Musu gently wiped away a wisp of wetness from the corner of his eyes. meaning.

He knew why He Lou Chengye couldn't return the things to Xie Yan in Zhu Sha's first letter to him.

Because he had returned the Jade Golden Marrow to himself.

Because he didn't want to expose himself, he denied it categorically, even going so far as to start the war with an immoral stance.

He also remembered that day in Xiangcheng, when He Lou stopped him from taking out the real jade marrow for comparison by night, at that moment he must have known his identity.

He couldn't see He Lou Cheng Ye clearly more and more, he was too difficult to understand, no matter what angle Mu Su used, he couldn't understand him.

But he knew that he had long forgotten the temperature of Xie Yan's palm, but he remembered He Lou Chengye's temperature.

Suddenly there was a movement outside the door, Mu Su came back to his senses, he thought it was Bai Ming who came back, and hurriedly opened the door, but only a cyan afterimage flew in.

If it is the green sparrow of cinnabar that is coming, then cinnabar must be coming soon.

Mu Su immediately put all his thoughts behind him, and reached out to take off the note on Qing Que's leg, which was the news that Zhu Sha was rushing over.He sighed as if he was relieved, and suddenly felt a little dizzy, and he almost fainted while sitting on the bedside.Qingque stood on his shoulder and rubbed his cheek, which made Musu sober.

Cinnabar is about to return, and the wind and snow seem to be about to stop.

They finally see a ray of dawn in this endless night, and their own death will not be starved to death in the winter night by writing.

It's just Baiming, why hasn't he come back yet?

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