sbdcsierra Chapter 231
Chapter 231
Voling nineteen, December twenty-five.
Early morning.
Han Xiangbone got up early and pulled out the bookcase placed under the bed.
The bookbox contained two baggage, one was Han Xiangbone’s own change of clothes, and the other was a family letter carved on wood chips by more than a dozen fellow villagers in Xiangxiu County.
Grabbing a handful of wood chips, Han Xiangbone stretched out his rough palm full of cracks and gently rubbed the inscription on it.
The villagers of Xiangxiu County all died in battle.
The only thing Han Xiangbone could do was to bring back the instructions and instructions that the deceased had given to their families in their hometown.
On the occasion of the rising sun.
Han Xiangbone, who was coarse and linen, walked out of the city gate with a cane in one hand and a bookcase full of heavy homesickness on his shoulder.
Above the magnificent desert.
The two county officials who did not know which prefecture were quick to arrest, and were escorting several exiles to Yumen Pass.
The group passed by Han Xiangbone.
Walking straight to the thin West Mountain, Han Xianggu stopped.
The desert is lonely and straight, and the sun sets on the long river.
On the sand dunes thirty feet away from Han Xiang’s bones, there were two long figures standing jade.
“Master, Aunt Xue, Sister Feng!”
Han Xiangbone waved his hand.
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The desert is as sandy as snow.
Han Xiangbone was lying on the sand dune, with his head pillowed in his hands, biting a stick of hay in his mouth, quietly looking at the bright starry river.
The snow lady and the little whirlwind start a campfire and put the sand snake on a wooden stick to grill.
Zhu Jiuyin, who was in a state of divine soul, held his hands and raised his head to look at the bright moon.
“What kind of truth did you understand during the trip to the desert?”
Han Xiangbone: “It’s not me who should stop killing.” Zhu
Jiuyin: “And what?”
Han Xiangbone: “When the manpower is finally exhausted, I may be able to achieve the peace of the Wei Kingdom, but I will never be able to achieve the peace of the world.”
“Time passes too fast!”
Zhu Jiuyin: “See all sentient beings, be sentient beings, and the next step is to be for all sentient beings.”
“What are you going to do?”
Han Xiangguo pondered for a short while and said, “A certain classmate of Qi Shi in the past, his grandson Ning Xuanyu, is currently the prefect of Huzhou Prefecture of the Wei State.
“I have a letter of introduction written by Master Qi, and that state pastor does not dare to refute the face of the land immortal.”
“It is unrealistic to enter the temple hall in one step and meet the Fuling Emperor.”
“Even if my law is said to be a heavenly fall, it is only a castle in the air, as long as that Fuling Emperor is not a fool, he will definitely blast me out of the palace as a whimsical absurd.”
“The apprentice wants to start with the lowest-level seven-pin county order, step by step, down-to-earth, until it is a sensation in the court.”
“At that time, Emperor Fuling will definitely personally order me to rush to Weidu for an audience.”
Zhu Jiuyin: “Do you know the biggest difference between temples and rivers and lakes?”
Han Xiangbone shook his head.
Zhu Jiuyin: “People in the rivers and lakes, if you have good talent and understanding, then the celestial people who live in seclusion in Lin Quan will take the initiative to put down their body and follow the good practices to lure you into taking you as an apprentice.”
“When I meet those true geniuses who are rare in a thousand years, there are many people who blow their beards and glare, and roll their sleeves to fight.”
“The temple is different.”
“Even if you have a good plan, strive for governance, worry about the country and the people, even if you are the reincarnation of a saint, as long as you jump into the big dye vat of the temple, you can’t help yourself more than people in the rivers and lakes.”
“How many ambitious people cannot be reused in temples in their lives.”
“How many clean and honest officials, who have endured all their lives, are still wearing the lowest-level black gauze hat on their heads.”
“How many corrupt officials who eat in a vegetarian position treat the people as fish and meat on the chopping board, slaughtering them at will, but they pat the horses with their whiskers, and make dots up and down, and walk smoothly.”
After a pause, Zhu Jiuyin continued: “Even if you take the land of a county, the governance is orderly, the people live and work in peace, the grain is abundant and the six animals are prosperous.
“You may also be hard to watch until you die of old age because you are not liked by the Fuling Emperor and the official masters of the temple.”
Han Xiangbone was silent for a while before saying, “If it is really like what Master said, the apprentice may have regrets, but he will never regret it.”
“The people of a county are peaceful, and they are also peaceful.”
“Love has no size, and so does peace.”
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In the twentieth year of Fuling, in mid-March, Han Xiangbone entered the boundary of Huzhou.
On the seventh day of April, after nearly three years, he finally set foot in Xiangxiu County.
Han Xiangbone didn’t know what kind of mood he had, and he went to the door one by one.
When receiving the fluttering wood chips.
When I learned that my son, husband, and father would never come back.
The old father beat his chest, and the old woman cried.
Orphans and widows cry with headaches.
Wei Chu’s hometown is under the jurisdiction of Huiji Village in Xiangxiu County.
That was the first time Han Xiangku saw Shen Xinglie and Wei Yannu, who Lao Wei thought about day and night.
The woman was about 278 years old, dressed in coarse linen and a straw hat, waving a hoe in the field and sweating like rain.
The woman’s eyes are particularly bright, like the babbling stream of spring.
When he looked at those long eyes of Qiushui, Han Xiangbone’s heart suddenly became very peaceful.
He finally believed that what Lao Wei said was true.
Nine times out of ten, this woman is indeed a fallen aristocracy.
As for Lao Wei’s daughter, she was about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a broken red shirt and two black and thick twisted braids, following her mother’s butt to pick up weeds and pull out seedlings.
Lao Wei’s daughter’s timid and weak personality followed Lao Wei, but the little face that was sunburned red followed her mother, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her eyebrows were picturesque.
Han Xiangbone: “Sister-in-law, Brother Wei… Let’s go.
Shen Xinglie was silent for a while, first smiled at Han Xiangbone, gave a blessing gift, and then beckoned to his daughter.
When Wei Yannu approached, Shen Xinglie said softly: “Yannu, salute uncle.” ”
The little girl learns the appearance of her mother and gives blessings to Han Xiangbone.
Shen Xinglie shook his head lightly, “Uncle went thousands of miles south, slept in the wind, wore stars and moons, and brought your father home.” ”
Yannu, you have to kowtow.”
The little girl was very well-behaved, kneeling on her knees and kowtowing three times in good manners.
“Face northwest, and kowtow to your dad again.”
After kowtowing, the little girl stood up, did not pat the soil on her knees, but looked around and asked: “Mom, where is daddy?”
Shen Xinglie rubbed his daughter’s head, did not answer, looked at Han Xiangguo and said, “It’s almost noon, let’s leave after dinner.”
Han Xiangbone shook his head, felt out two dominoes tied with red ropes from his sleeves, and handed them to Shen Xinglie.
“Don’t disturb my sister-in-law.”
The woman who took the domino suddenly grabbed Han Xiangbone’s wrist.
The weight was so hard that Han Xiangbone felt that his wrist bone hurt.
The woman said word by word: “If you want it, you must do it.”
“Please eat before leaving.”
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Huiji Village, Weijia.
In the stove house, Shen Xinglie was busy preparing lunch.
Han Xiangbone sat on the small bench under the eaves of the main house, closing his eyes and pondering.
Footsteps come from far and near.
Han Xiangji opened his eyes.
“To your uncle.”
Wei Yannu handed the newly brewed bowl of tea to Han Xianggu.
“Thank you.”
After Han Xiangbone took the tea bowl, the little girl asked: “Uncle, my mother said that you brought my father home.”
“What about Daddy? Where to hide!
Han Xiangbone: “Your father… He’s dead.
Wei Yannu was stunned for a while, then suddenly turned around and ran all the way back to the east wing room.
The sound of tuk tuk chopping in the stove suddenly disappeared.
Han Xiangbone hurriedly got up.
Shen Xinglie did not do anything stupid.
Just hold those two dominoes tightly.
With his back to Han Xiangbone’s thin body, his shoulders trembled slightly.
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PS: Get ready, the next story is dark, cruel, and bloody.