Jiaohua

Chapter 108 The road ahead is dangerous (Part [-])
The river flows around the village, where the world opens and closes, and the setting sun shines on the village.

Xia Zhaoyi stood on the mountainside, looked away, turned around and gently pulled the rein of the horse: "Qingyun, let's go."

She and Qingyun spent nearly a month on the Zhaoyun Mountains.

If there is no Qingyun, maybe she can come out earlier.

Because there are no roads in many places, she can only rely on climbing, but with a four-legged horse, she has to go around and find the way again.

The village in the distance is very small, and it seems that there are no people inhabited. Here, south of the Central Plains, she feels like a vast and cold place in Yunhu Lake, with lonely smoke in the desert, and the sunset on the long river.

Walking down the mountain, winding around, and crossing the valley, it was completely dark after coming out, and the village was still far away.

Xia Zhaoyi built a fire on the spot, and moved a small bamboo basket from the back of the horse. Inside the small bamboo basket was the horse grass that had been dried a few days ago, and she raised her hand to feed Qingyun.

Qingyun ate with his head down, while Xia Zhaoyi gently stroked its neck with his other hand.

The flames of the fire were sizzling.

After Qingyun finished eating, he went there to drink water by himself. Xia Zhaoyi took out a smoked and dried rabbit leg wrapped in big leaves, looked up at the starry sky while nibbling, and gently traced on the ground with the other hand.

The master said that the hexagrams and astrology are only for reference, don't study them carefully, unless you are fighting for the hexagrams with your life.

It is ominous for those who see the deep fish, and disaster for those who are wise and hidden. Everything goes to the end. After all, not only has a glimpse of the secret of the sky, but it has angered the sky, and it is mostly subjective speculation.

What's more, the sun is at midday, the moon is full, the sky is eclipsed, the sky and the earth are full and empty, and with the news of the time, all things are born according to the law. What people have to do is to act according to their own thoughts, not to occupy the back of the hexagram, to be timid, and to do things. They were all bound hands and feet.

Therefore, Xia Zhaoyi has always been based on fortune telling.

Now she really wants to count her own fate, but she doesn't know which birthday horoscope to start with, her own or Ah Li's.

What's more, she didn't know Ali's birth date at all.

But the road ahead is extremely dangerous.

The seven regimes are all in darkness, the four surpluses are not visible, Chi and Qin are rebellious, Taixian Ziwei's astrology is muddy, but there is a new star who is in charge, and it is still an evil star.

Maybe the famine that she deliberately avoided Chongyi to avoid had already quietly spread eastward.

Xia Zhaoyi closed his eyes, with complicated emotions.

Years of wars in Dagan, there is more than one northern desert, going up north and down south, left west and right east, even if you are a Japanese junior, whoever can breathe, will not show greed and covet this vast land.

The famine has long existed. The imperial court had food relief before. At least three years ago, Xia Zhaoyi knew that there was still more. Now, the imperial court is probably riddled with holes, and he can't save himself. What can he use to relieve the desolate city.

And once the government's control is lost, the famine will only erupt more violently, snowballing violently.

In fact, in other words, groups of horse thieves like Longhutang, Huifeng Gang, and Tianding Gang have formed a mountain pass and have their own organizational structure. In Xia Zhaoyi's view, it is a good thing.

They only circle around in the region, although they are ferocious and violent, they dare not step out of this range.

It has to be said here that although the government was unable to suppress the bandits, it must have used enormous manpower and means to control them in the Zhaoyun Mountain area, and even used the nearby people to support them.

Otherwise, they would lose the resources they could plunder and become a bandit group. Wherever they went, they would be swept away, and after destroying their homes, the refugees who lost their homes might turn into a new bandit group. That would be terrible.

This is how the famine spread.

Those who have nothing to eat go to grab other people's food, and those who are deprived of food go on to grab others.

Like an evil and sinful claw, it keeps stretching towards the rich and fertile land.

No one is doing production anymore, and agricultural output has plummeted. All conflicts will eventually be directed at the source of the wealthiest end.

Any far-sighted government will try its best to control these famines in a fixed area, but now, it is out of control.

Sitting here, Xia Zhaoyi looked at the silent night, and seemed to be able to see tens of thousands of displaced people struggling to death by the fields in the countryside.

The common people are innocent, and the crime lies in those extreme people who want to enjoy high power but are unable to control the world.

Qingyun drank the water and turned back.

Xia Zhaoyi raised his hand and gently stroked it.

"It seems that we have to take a long detour again." Xia Zhaoyi said, "Go over there, I'm afraid that if I fall asleep at night, you will be stolen and eaten."

Qingyun rubbed against her.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled and rubbed it again: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

But in fact, it is not only Qingyun who is stolen, maybe even a thin child like her will be carried away and killed in the dream.

The village in the distance is dead silent, the village road is like ruins, dilapidated rafters lie across the road, and the large area in the east of the village is full of coke after being burned by fire.

There used to be about seventy households in this village, but now there are not even five intact huts left.

This place has been in ruins for a long time, and it is the work of the old master of Longhutang.

The two huts have been tidied up now, one of them is lit, the candle is dimly lit, and there is a very light vanilla smell wafting from it.

There was a very light flipping sound in the room, as if reading very slowly, and it took a long time to hear it, accompanied by a very light coughing sound.

In the next room, Shen Lie was lying on the brocade blanket.

Despite the blanket, the dented wooden bed made him very uncomfortable.

He turned over and quietly looked at the moonlight outside the window.

The extremely suppressed coughing sound from the next door came again several times, Shen Lie couldn't lie down anymore, and sat up.

His thin and slender figure cast a clear shadow on the ground.

After a pause, he got up and walked out.

The door was pushed open, Shen Fan looked over: "Why aren't you asleep?"

Shen Lie didn't speak, and came to sit down at the table.

The young and handsome face was covered with a layer of frost-like coldness.

"Shall I drink tea?" Shen Wen asked again.

He reached for the teapot on the table.

This white porcelain tea set is his favorite, and he has to take it with him wherever he goes.

Shen Lie didn't answer, and watched Shen Yan lift the pot to pour tea, and handed over the teacup with his slender fingers.

He raised his hand to touch it, and it was still warm.

"It's almost cold," Shen Lie said, "I'll ask the stone to cook another pot for you."

"No, I'm going to sleep too."

Shen Lie nodded, looked at Shen Wen's book, paused, and said softly: "When you arrive at Shoushi tomorrow, you should go."

"Ah."

"The people who came to pick you up have all arrived?"

"Are you afraid of running into them?" Shen Wen said with a smile.

Shen Lie was expressionless, and shook his head lightly: "It's meaningless, it can't hurt me anymore."

Shen Yan smiled lightly, looked away and continued to read.

"When we go back this time, when will we meet again?"

"I'm afraid I won't see it again. My body is just a puddle of mud and dead wood."

"Ah."

The atmosphere was silent again.

After a long time, Shen Lie supported the table and got up: "I'm leaving, I'm going back to sleep."

"Going back now? You haven't said what to do here."

Shen Lie strode away without looking back.

　It's so hot, it's almost dry, QAQ
　　
　
(End of this chapter)