At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 184 Ishimura Kenji Wants to Repay a Favor

"My Lord, the ancients said that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring."

The old villager retreated outside the house, knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and said, "The Marquis has been so kind to us, and I have no way to repay him. These young people are good at hunting and farming, and have long wanted to follow the Marquis."

"I follow the Marquis not for the sake of achieving great things."

One of them, Kenji Ishimura, shouted.

"If it's not for the sake of building a career, then why?"

Xiao Han looked at him.

"My Lord, protect the men, women, old and young in Shi Village. Everyone has clothes to wear and food to eat. If the Lord is in danger one day, we are willing to exchange our lives for yours."

"We will block the rain of swords and arrows for you, Lord. We will stand by you, Lord, in the mountains of swords and the sea of ​​fire."

"In the future, if there is a war, we will go first. If we have to die, we will die before the Marquis."

These young men from Shicun all had focused eyes and resolute expressions.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

He raised an eyebrow.

"Not afraid."

Hu Chi'er shook his head, holding a pounce knife in his hand, and shook his head: "Grandma said that my life will be returned when I become an adult."

"Although Hu'er is not very smart, he knows that he must repay a favor. Even if the master doesn't come today, I will go to the government office to join the army after serving you."

"My Lord, let them go."

The old woman turned around and knelt on the ground.

Xiao Han hesitated a little. "As far as I know, there are less than 200 young men in your Shi Village, and the rest are old, young, women and children. If they follow me, how will you farm in the future?"

"Don't worry, Lord Marquis."

Laocunzheng assured, "As long as I have a bite to eat, their families will not starve."

"My Lord, please accept it."

"Gold is easy to find, but loyalty and courage are hard to find."

Ning Xi advised: "From now on, we can allocate some silver and grain from the private treasury of the Marquis' Mansion and send them to Shi Village every year."

"My lady, I don't need the help from the Marquis's private treasury."

The old villager shook his head: "We have hands and feet, so we won't starve to death."

Then he looked at the hundreds of warriors kneeling and said, "Why don't you thank the Marquis and his wife?"

"Thank you, Lord Marquis."

“Thank you ma’am.

More than a hundred athletes from Shi Village shouted loudly, unable to hide their excitement.

"Stand up, don't kneel."

Xihan glanced at them and nodded slightly.

"Idiot."

The old woman held her grandson's hand and warned him, "From now on, if the Marquis tells you to go east, you must not go west. If the Marquis is hurt in the slightest, you must not come back."

"Don't worry, grandma."

Hu Er patted his chest and said, "With my grandson here, no one can hurt you in the slightest."

"Did you hear me."

The old village chief's eyes became sharp, looking at the young people in the village, "Follow the Marquis in the future, don't lose the face of our Shi Village. If anyone becomes a turnip, the old and young women and children in the village will spit on him to drown him."

"Don't worry, uncle."

"From now on, our lives belong to the Marquis."

"If anyone shows signs of cowardice, I will kill him first without any help from you, uncle."

Watching this scene, Ning Xi's chest rose and fell, and he couldn't help but say: "How great are my Xiliang warriors, how great are my Shicun boys."

When they arrived, a few riders swept through the snow and wind, and when they left, a hundred riders followed. Men, women, old and young in Shi Village all walked to the stone archway and watched their purebred warriors leave with Xiao Han.

they know.

This time go.

In the future, very few people will be able to come back alive.

But so what?
In this world, there are some things that have to be done, and some people have to die.

If everyone is afraid of fighting, then the Northern Wei people and the Hu people's cavalry will burn, kill and loot in Xiliang again.

"Don't cry."

The old villager was looking at the old men and brides with red eyes, and the ignorant children, and said with a stern face: "If I were ten years younger, it would not be the turn of those young people." He stomped the ground with his cane: "I don't know how many people want to follow the Marquis, but don't have this opportunity."

“How many people died of starvation or freezing in our village every year?”

"But since the Marquis came, in just a few years, has anyone starved to death? Who has lacked food? Who has lacked a coat?"

People should know how to repay kindness. "

The old villager was very disappointed and said: "Do you still want to live the same life as before?"

"In the first year that the Marquis came, when we were fighting against Xue Yan's tribe, my eldest son died in the battle. But his death was worth it, as he killed five barbarians."

"Just now, I also handed my second child to the Marquis."

Laocun Zhengdao said: "I didn't cry, why are you crying?"

"Wipe up the horse urine for me. Next year, everyone who can breathe should go to work in the fields. We can't let other villages laugh at us."

"We in Shi Village are a little poor, but we have backbone and ambition."

It's snowing heavily.

He asked Hu Chi to lead the hundred cavalrymen of Shi Village to the Xiliang Hou Mansion, while Xiao Han took a few people and continued to go west.

He traveled through several counties in Dongyuan and then Xia Pi County. In addition to the original three guards of Xue Yan, he added three new guards to accommodate refugees from various places and the miscellaneous Hu tribes that migrated eastward.

All the way west.

Finally, they crossed the Shule River from Luanshi City and entered Shangdang County.

It was already the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.

The strong wind was howling with the blizzard, and everything was white. There was only wind and snow in the sky and on the ground.

"This year, we may have to celebrate the New Year in Shangdang."

In the snow.

Xiao Han galloped on his horse and laughed loudly.

"It doesn't matter."

The girl followed him on horseback, "There will be plenty of time to celebrate the New Year in the future, so we don't need to miss this time."

After traveling around Xiliang for more than half a month, braving the wind and snow, Ning Xi felt a lot more in his heart.

It was something that could not be described in words, and something she had never seen in the imperial palace growing up.

As she walked through every inch of Xiliang and talked with many Xiliang people, her heart became more and more joyful.

seem.

She found her home here. Far from hating the wind and snow here, she liked it very much.

It also snows in the capital every year, and it’s heavy, no less than the snow in Xiliang. But the snow in the capital is different from the snow in Xiliang.

She hadn't known the difference before.

But now.

She found the answer.

The snow in the capital city is pure white and exudes nobility. Countless scholars and literati have written many popular poems on the theme of snow.

But the snow in Beijing is too cold.

The wind in Xiliang is strong, but the snow is hot.

When it blows on my body, I don’t feel cold at all.

Because the people of Xiliang are warm-hearted, the snow here is like a coat, covering the seeds underneath. When spring comes and flowers bloom, the seeds will germinate and grow into towering trees.

And all this.

She looked at the man next to her.

Wearing a white robe.

Braving the wind and snow.

Galloping on horseback.

"Shangdang City is just ahead."

Xiao Han shouted: "Let's hurry up, we can enter the city soon."

This was the first time he had set foot in Shangdang City since its construction.

"Hoohoo."

The wind and snow became more and more violent.

The heavy snow and cold wind of the Northern Wei Dynasty blew in from the grassland, covering the sky and the earth. When it passed the foot of the short mountain, a towering monster could be vaguely seen in the white flying snow.

(End of this chapter)