Chapter 112: Fire 1
Qin Changqing turned his back and looked at the emerald green field outside.
He was silent for a long time, and Wang Yu was not in a hurry, waiting patiently. From time to time, a breeze blew on his face, making people sleepy.
The tender seedlings need irrigation, and the blood of us old people is the nutrients, allowing the hatred in their hearts to grow and bear fruit.
Qin Changqing turned around and said that this was the destination of the Chu people. Since the princess appeared, everyone has agreed to this point.
Wang Yu was a little helpless, with national hatred and family hatred. These people would pass on their own lives at the cost of their lives.
As an outsider, I don’t like anything. Since you have made a choice, I must respect it, but I still want to ask, is this really worth it?
Qin Changqing shook his head. If it were to be worthy or not, many things in the world would not have happened. Back then, the iron hooves of the Great Zhou Dynasty crushed all the way, and our State of Chu had all its troops. How many of them were sons, husbands, and fathers?
He sighed and was about to leave here. We will not forget, nor dare to forget that as long as there is a Chu person in the world, he will definitely inherit the will of his ancestors.
After Qin Changqing finished speaking, he laughed, clasped his fists at Wang Yu, and turned around and left.
The wind blew up his robe, and the dazzling red color under the sun was like blood, making people unable to help but want to stay away.
However, as a person whose life is about to end, Wang Yu did not see any hesitation in this old man, but only calmness and freedom.
After standing there for a while, Wang Yu turned around and returned to the yard.
Chen Anzhi was still washing dishes, and the strange little girl was gone. Jiang Yun was still sleeping soundly on the bed, and would yell at me from time to time.
It seems that everyone has their own obsession, and because of this obsession, they may suffer, but they know the road ahead and walk extremely steadily.
Wang Yu lay on the chair and thought about it carefully, and found that he really had nothing to stick to.
Money, women, fame.
These are actually within his reach.
He was in deep thought and did not notice that a gust of wind blew in the small courtyard, a green wind.
It was composed of countless tiny sword energy, which wrapped Wang Yu tightly. From the outside, it looked like a green ball.
Chen Anzhi, who was washing dishes, stood up with some concern and found that Wang Yu was not seriously injured. After the sword energy was only rotated beside him, he squatted down again and continued to wash dishes.
After chewing and thinking repeatedly in my heart, Wang Yu found that what he really liked was not to be a participant.
He prefers to make judgments, and he has the power to give him the confidence to do it.
Let good return good, let evil return evil.
Wang Yu kept chewing on Mr. Chen and his master's words during this period, and he also experienced some of them. He found that the right and wrong things were never that simple, and all they had was position and interests.
However, if he continues to think deeply, he will not get the answer and can only bury those questions in his heart.
It’s good to have no mistakes, it’s good to have no mistakes.
Wang Yu opened his eyes, and the green sword energy around him stopped, and then penetrated into his body.
Senior brother, are you okay? Chen Anzhi walked over and wiped his hands on his body. What happened just now?
Nothing, I just thought about something.
Wang Yu stood up, touched Chen Anzhi's head with a smile, and remembered to send the bowls and chopsticks to Lao Zhang's house later. If he didn't know the way, he would ask.
Well, I will.
Time passes by like a flash of time.
A life-and-death separation is about to arise in the small village, because Qin Changqing's words, Wang Yu has given up his plan to take action.
So when the sky was getting dark and the Chu princess was about to leave, they had already put their things in the carriage and were ready to leave at any time.
Jiang Yuer and a group of young and strong men, about thirty people, were the pillars of the family in the past.
There are also some young women standing next to their husbands with their children in their arms.
Dear uncles, Yu'er thanks you here.
Since Jiang Yuer came here, she has always been approachable, which is in sharp contrast to her noble and cold temperament.
After bowing and saluting, the villagers at the entrance of the village all knelt down and greeted His Highness the Princess!
These people are already old, and the youngest are in their forties. The oldest is Zhao Erdi's grandfather.
At this time, he also knelt on the ground, waited for him to stand up, and looked at his grandson with a smile on his face.
Zhao Erdi lowered her head very much and didn't dare to look up. He was not the only one who made this look, but most people did this.
Even if none of the elders showed sadness or pain, even if they were obviously smiling.
They dare not watch it, nor do they want to watch it.
After saying goodbye, the young people followed the carriage and left the village. Zhao Er asked the groom who was driving the carriage and said: Uncle, what will happen in our village?
The groom was an old man wearing sheepskin fur. He was silent for a while when Zhao Er was a little impatient when he was waiting, he whispered: He would rebirth in the fire.
The scene was silent. The excitement brought by following the princess was originally diluted with the sorrow of parting. This sentence lured the sadness out again.
Many younger children cried, but even so, they just shed tears silently and did not cry.
In the carriage, the woman with a phoenix crown hugged the crying girl beside her. Your Highness, these are all necessary experiences. It is not easy for the people of Chu. Only in this way can they truly grow.
Outside the village, Wang Yu and the other two did not leave, but waited quietly.
Jiang Yun looked at the busy villagers and said Qi: What are they doing?
Just look at it, don't talk.
Just after the princess and others left, the villagers did not disperse, but transported firewood and piled it at the entrance of the village.
There is a pile in front of each person, and the tincture oil will be poured on it.
By the time we finished everything, the sky had completely darkened. Qin Changqing stood in the night with a torch, as if waiting for something.
Other villagers sat on the pile of firewood, holding torches in their hands.
Wang Yu and his friends still did not leave and waited with them.
Just a few miles away from the top of the mountain, the princess and her group were there. This was a location that had been chosen long ago, and you could clearly see the scene at the entrance of the village.
After waiting for nearly an hour, the sound of horse hooves finally started, from far to near, and when it was close, it was already like thunder roaring.
This is a team of cavalry, about thirty people, with unified black armor, and uniform movements, and they are elite at first glance.
The young general who took the lead dressed in the same way was that the weapon in his hand was different from others, and it was a long sword.
When Wang Yu saw this man, he was a little stunned because he knew him.
Li Yi? Why is he here?
Chapter completed!