When the sun shone down from the clouds, the evergreen broad-leaved forest leaves were still moaning in the wind. There were no signs of winter in the mountains. On the field not far away, a group of youths were chasing a grey soccer ball and fighting intensely.
Ning Xi sat on a fallen log and looked at the scene from afar.
Martial arts were popular in the Huaxia Army. Since Takeshi's time, one of the major entertainment for the employees was the competition for the number one expert. After Wu Rui Camp was melted and officially turned into the Huaxia Army, all sorts of internal competitions and competitions became more plentiful. The Bamboo Ji's publicity department incorporated Ning Yi's bad taste. On the one hand, they published wuxia stories, and on the other hand, they created rankings of the "Top Ten" and "Top Hundred" masters. In order to compete for these rankings and benefits, the army was very active in this aspect.
Ning Xi was an athlete among the thirteen-fourteen-year-old youths. But as he looked at the competition in the distance, he was slightly distracted.
Firstly, most of his partners were in Hedeng and Ji Shan. Although he knew a few, they weren't close. Secondly, he had something on his mind and wasn't in the mood for other things.
The assassination two days ago was a huge shock to the youth. After the assassination, the injured Chuyi was still recovering here. His father then entered a busy working state, holding meetings and organizing the defenses of Ji Shan. At the same time, he also beat down the outsiders who came to do business.
Since his father returned to Hedeng, although he didn't appear in front of everyone, he didn't hide his whereabouts. Maybe this meant that Black Flag's attitude towards the Jurchens had become clear. The price increase of the iron cannon in Mount Ji caused a commotion for a while, but after the assassination, the tense atmosphere and the tense atmosphere suppressed some of the voices.
Born in troubled times, the Jurchens searched the mountains and seas, ravaging Tiannan just a few years ago. Even though the Black Flag Army had been subdued and depressed for two years, and when they first settled down in Liang Mountain, they even seemed to have swallowed their anger and humiliation, but at this time, after a bit of the warm appearance that came from doing business, people still immediately realized that this force that had previously faced the Jurchens in the northwest without falling into a disadvantageous position was no joke.
But to Ning Xi, who was usually sensitive, he wasn't thinking about all this.
He started to feel confused and didn't know how to face the injured girl. He thought about it for the past few days and didn't get anything. He felt that he would face more assassinations in the future and it was best not to interact with her. But he also felt that this wouldn't solve the problem. In the end, he even started to worry for his siblings. He sat on the crossbar for a long time. Someone was walking toward him from afar. The person in the lead was his father, who had been busy for the past two days and had not had much interaction with him. It seemed that his busy work had come to an end.
It seemed like his busy work was finally over. He stood up and bowed respectfully. Ning Yi walked over and waved his hand, patted his shoulder, and sat down on the crossbar. The last time Ning Xi parted with her father, she was only nine. At that time, her father was a towering figure. Now that they met again, she realized that her father was a green forest expert. He wasn't tall and muscular but he was calm, casual and had the calmness of a mountain. This made Ning Xi envious. If one day she could be like that, maybe she wouldn't be afraid of assassins.
"Actually, it's a good thing." After sitting for a while, Ning Yi smiled and said.
"Huh?" Xiaoning Xi was slightly puzzled.
"In the past few years, when I wasn't at home, your mother, Red Grape, Aunt Watermelon, and Uncle Du spent a lot of effort to protect you. We were already prepared for the possibility of you … or even your younger siblings getting into an accident … "
His father's calm voice floated in the wind. At the start, Ning Xi just listened in confusion but when Ning Yi said 'your brother and sister', he lowered his head and clenched his fists. Ning Yi looked into the distance and didn't stop.
"But in the end, we were still able to control ourselves. There were a few times when we were eliminated before we could even affect you. This is a good thing, but not necessarily a good thing, because these things, you will eventually have to experience. "
After saying all this, he stopped. Ning Xi was silent for a moment and looked forwards, "Father, I am not afraid."
Ning Yi smiled. After a moment, he opened his mouth casually.
"You will still take over my position." Ning Yi looked at the 13-year-old beside him and rubbed his head. Ning Xi looked towards his father, and from his expression, he didn't seem to mind, "If one day you want to go to the battlefield with weapons, your mother and I will let you go."
When he said this, Ning Xi's eyes lit up and he became excited. In the atmosphere of the Huaxia Army, the 13-year-old had the ambition to go to the battlefield. Now that his father said this, he felt that the world had broadened.
Ning Yi scrutinized the young man's expression before turning his head. "But life and death are both valuable. My son might not become the leader of the Huaxia Army one day but I hope that he can become a responsible man for the people around him. Even if he can't take care of the entire Huaxia Army, take care of your family, take care of your mother, take care of your siblings, that is a responsibility you can't shirk. "
Ning Xi clenched his fists and sat there. He didn't say a word and just lowered his head.
"All of us are essentially the same, but the situations we face are different. A strong and intelligent person must learn to understand reality, acknowledge reality, and then change it. You … are already 13, you have your own thoughts and opinions. If you have a bunch of people around you and they treat you differently, you will feel that it is inappropriate … "
"I don't." The teen retorted, "Actually … I respect Uncle Du and the others …"
Ning Yi pursed his lips, "En, then … Let me put it this way. The reality is that you are Ning Yi and Su Tan 'er's son. If someone captures you and kills you, your family will naturally be sad and might make the wrong decision. This is the reality … "
"I won't let them capture me."
"Then what if they capture your siblings? If I am a bad person, I capture … Young Ke? She is always busy and treats everyone well. If I capture her and threaten you to hand over the Huaxia Army intel, what will you do? Do you want Young Ke to die by herself? "Tower Master Ning Yi patted his shoulder." Our enemies are capable of anything. "
"This is unfair to you, unfair to Young Ke, and unfair to the other children, but we will face this kind of thing. If you aren't Ning Yi's child, Ning Yi will have children. He is still young and he has to face this — someone has to face it. Heaven is about to bestow a great responsibility upon a man. He has to work his muscles and bones, starve his skin, empty his body, and mess up his actions … You have to continue to become stronger, more powerful, and more wise. One day, when you become as powerful as Uncle Du and the others, or even more powerful, you will be able to protect the people around you. You can also … properly protect your younger brother and sister. "
Ning Xi sat there in silence.
"There are some things we can't understand but we can slowly think about it. Let's not talk about siblings first. Ning Xi, aren't you treating your friends badly? "
"Ah?" Ning Xi looked up.
"Chuyi has been injured for two days, you didn't visit her right?"
"I … I did …"
"En, I think you didn't go …"
Ning Xi lowered his head. He didn't want to say that he pretended to pass by and took a glance.
"I remember that you were close when you were young. When you were in Little Cang River, you went out to play and catch rabbits. Do you remember how anxious Chuyi was when you fell on your head? She has always been your good friend. I haven't seen you in years. You have so many friends, are you not good with her? "
"No, Chuyi, she, she is … different …"
"How is she different, she is a girl? Are you afraid people will laugh at her or you? "
Ning Xi's face turned red. Ning Yi patted her shoulder and his gaze turned serious, "The girl isn't worse than you, she isn't worse than your friend. I told you long ago that people are equal, your Auntie Red, Auntie Watermelon, how many men can do what they did? There are many female workers in Jishan and there will be more in the future. As long as they can take up their responsibilities, they are no different from you and me. You're already thirteen years old, and you feel awkward. You don't want your friend to follow you anymore. Have you ever thought that she would also feel awkward and awkward on the first day? She might even suffer from your cold eyes. She didn't hurt you, but did you hurt your friend? "
"If you … don't want her to follow you, of course. But you grew up together and learned martial arts from Aunt Red Ti. If you can face enemies together, it will be much stronger than joining hands with others. Moreover, show your magnanimity. She is your friend, so what is there to be upset about? You are a boy, and you will be a man in the future. Of course, you have to be more mature than her. You are our son, of course, you have to be more mature and responsible than other kids! Do you think there will be rumors? What does it matter if you take the responsibility and marry her …? "
Ning Xi's face flushed red. Ning Yi was still talking. "Your mother and I will arrange a child marriage for you … Uh, okay, let's not talk about it now."
The father and son sat there for a moment. They saw people walking over from afar. The people who followed them came to remind Ning Yi of their next schedule. Ning Yi patted the kid's shoulder and stood up. "As a man, you have to be magnanimous. Others might not be able to solve it, but that doesn't mean you can't. These small things aren't so difficult."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked away with his entourage. When Fang Shuchang came over, Ning Yi sighed and said to him, "Sigh, you're worrying so much for a child …" Fang Shuchang said disapprovingly, "I think, aren't you a little too sentimental?" In this era, fathers were the most authoritative and it was weird for them to talk to kids. "I beat up my kids if they don't listen to me. They are all fine now and there is nothing to worry about. And the more they get beaten up, the stronger they get. "The people around nodded.
Ning Yi pouted. "You make it sound so easy. These kids are so hot-blooded. When did they go to the battlefield? You bastard, you will be scared to death."
"Sooner or later, they will have to train."
"Then they have to train well first. If they go in a moment of hot-bloodedness, my wife will cry …"
"Sister-in-law is so magnanimous … But didn't you say that you would agree if he wanted to go …"
"Of course, we have to stabilize ourselves first. One day, he will be there, at least after he is 20 …"
"Demons really live up to their name. They even cheat their sons."
"Not only that, I am also vicious … A dead person is like an extinguished lamp. The ones who are sad are the living. They hope that the younger generation has a higher chance of survival …"
The group of them chatted and laughed. Towards the end, they became serious. In fact, among the higher-ups who had reached this stage, there were a few who had relatives or friends who had died in the chaos of war. Ning Yi was ruthless and ruthless, and the executors around him were mostly cold-blooded when they did things and calculated. It was all because they knew the price of such negligence.
The adults slowly left. After sending her father off, Ning Xi sat on the wooden plank and thought about these things. In the distance, the youths kicked a ball and made a ruckus. After a while, a few of them bumped into each other and started to fight. They were probably all from military families, as they fought with great poise. After fighting for a while, they were pulled away noisily by the crowd.
The thirteen-year-old boy got down from the crossbar, stretched out his hands, and let out a long sigh of relief. He thought for a moment, and then began to walk towards the city. Behind him, two figures casually followed.
The sun shone down from the sky. The youth's footsteps weren't firm. He hesitated for a while before walking to the market. He bought a box of sesame candy. When he was about to reach Chu Yi's house, someone walked over and greeted him with a smile. It was Uncle Wenxing who was in charge here.
"Here to watch Chu Yi?"
Ning Xi greeted Su Wenxing. He was too embarrassed to answer this question. The uncle and nephew chatted as they walked. Seeing that it was noon, Ning Xi bade farewell to Su Wenxing and went to the nearby cafeteria for lunch — he wanted to give up because of this episode.
After noon, Ning Xi went to the courtyard where Chu Yi was recuperating. The courtyard was quiet. Through the slightly opened window, the girl who grew up with him laid on the bed. She seemed to be asleep. There was a teapot, a cup, half a tangerine and a storybook with pictures on the wooden cabinet beside the bed. Min Chu wasn't good at reading. He liked to listen to others or read with pictures. He was very childish.
Ning Xi walked in and sat by the bed. He placed the sesame candy down. The girl's eyelashes fluttered. She opened her eyes and woke up. When she saw Ning Xi, she quickly sat up. They hadn't talked for a long time. The girl was very uncomfortable and Ning Xi was also slightly uncomfortable. He stuttered and scratched his head from time to time. The two of them had a 'difficult' conversation.
When Yidao returned from Ji Mountain, the relationship between the two of them was as good as before. Ning Xi was more cheerful than before, and not long later, her coordination with Yidao improved greatly.
Their days in He Deng weren't peaceful. After they returned, many things were placed on Ning Yi's shoulders. In the two years that he had been away, the Huaxia Army had been "de-Ningyi", mainly hoping that the entire structure would be more reasonable. After returning, it did not mean that he could abandon the whole thing. Many deeper adjustments and integration still had to be done by him. But no matter what, he could finally see his wife and son every day. Occasionally, they would eat together. Occasionally, they would sit under the sun and watch their children play and grow …
Over the years, his wives had all changed. Tan 'er had become more mature. Sometimes, the two of them would work together, chat, or bury their heads in documents. When they looked up and smiled at each other, they were more like one person.
Xiao Chan managed the affairs of the family, but her personality gradually became quiet. She was not a woman with a strong personality. Over the years, she worried about Tan'er, who was like an elder sister, worried about her husband, worried about her children, and worried about her family. Her personality became slightly melancholic. Her happiness seemed to change with her family. She was always worried, but she was also easily satisfied. It was only when she was alone with Ning Yi that she smiled carefreely. Only then could she see the somewhat muddle-headed girl with two ponytails swaying in the past.
Yun Zhu became more demure and gentle. Time settled on her like water, and it always infected others. She taught her children and wrote some things. She, who used to live in the small building by the river, wanted to return to the broken world of her childhood. Now, tenacity and gentleness finally settled on her. She took care of the children at home and helped Xiaochan with some things. In the past, when Tan Er and Hongti worked late, she would always bring things over and remind them to go home early. If the former official's daughter had not experienced the destruction of her family, perhaps one day, she would gradually become what she was today.
Only Jin Er was still jumping up and down like a female warrior, refusing to stop.
There was also the gentle Hongti, Watermelon who was busy with the great cause of "democracy", and Juan Er who followed by Ning Yi's side as his secretary …
Sometimes, when Ning Yi was idle, he would occasionally think of the past of his life. After coming here, he had originally wanted to live a simple life, but in the end, he still walked into this busy situation. But this situation was somewhat different from the busy period of time in the past. He thought of the gentle wind and beautiful sun when he was in Jiangning, or the gentle rain that covered the heaven and earth, the people walking in and out of the courtyard, the red walls and black tiles, the chubby young girls, such beautiful voices, and the chess stalls by the Qinhuai River, the small building, and the old man who set up the chess stall. Everything eventually passed like flowing water.
Everything would eventually pass like flowing water, but he could not clearly calculate how long it would be before he could stop in the future.
Information from the outside world was also constantly coming in.
Just as the giant Black Flag woke up in the mountains and slowly stretched its body, in the Central Plains, the hungry ghost forces led by Wang Shitong finally swept up a huge wave and set off a monstrous disaster.
Since the beginning of August, Wang Shitong drove the "hungry ghosts" north of the Yellow River and began to attack cities and seize land. At this time, the autumn harvest had just passed, and food was more or less plentiful. The "hungry ghosts" released their last restraint. Under the trend of hunger and despair, more than a hundred thousand hungry ghosts began to wantonly attack nearby. They paid the price of a large number of sacrifices to take down cities, plunder food, and after pillaging, they burned the entire city to the ground. The people who lost their homes were immediately drawn into the hungry ghost army.
In two months, the hungry ghosts successively took down eight cities north of the Yellow River, the cities were completely destroyed, and countless people died. Ping Dong General Li Xizhi sent out fifty thousand troops to try to disperse the hungry ghosts, but under the wave of hungry ghosts, the army was forcibly crushed by the sea of hungry people.
The person in charge of the Black Flag Army in the north privately negotiated with Wang Shitong again, trying to use the last of his strength, but it was already meaningless.
The crazy Ghost King remembered his original intention. The ever-expanding group of disaster victims spread along the Yellow River, and then crossed the river. At this time, the snow had already begun to fall.
The disaster victims took down relatively few cities, plundered everything, and then lit a fire to warm themselves in the fire. Then, they gradually froze and starved to death in the heavy snow. No one knew how many corpses would rot on the banks of the Yellow River after this heavy snow.
The natural disaster delayed this man-made disaster. Just like this, the hungry ghosts shivered in the cold and died in large numbers. Among them, perhaps there were also those who would not die. Under this snow, they waited for their resurrection in the next year.
In the north, a hero carrying an iron staff crossed Yanmen Pass and walked in the Jin Kingdom's sky full of snow.
The "Eight Arm Dragon King" of Red Peak Mountain, the former "Nine Tattooed Dragon" Shi Jin, after recovering from his injuries, disbanded all the remaining forces of Red Peak Mountain and embarked on a journey alone.
He was not good at scheming and scheming between people. After the internal strife of Red Peak Mountain collapsed and he lost to Lin Zongwu, he finally began to feel confused about the road ahead. He had once participated in Zhou Dong's assassination of Ni Han. Only then did he understand the insignificance of an individual's strength. However, the experience of Red Peak Mountain also clearly told him that he was not good at being a leader. Zezhou was in chaos. Perhaps that person of the Black Flag Army was the true hero who could stir up the world. However, Liangshan's past also made it impossible for him to head in this direction.
In this life, there is not much value left … As he thought this, he returned to the path of Zhou Dong.
Then he would go to the Jin Kingdom and assassinate Ni Han.
At this time, since Zhou Dong's assassination of Ni Han, a long ten years had passed.
On the way north, he met a few companions along the way. A slippery man called Fang Chengye conversed with him quite happily. However, not long after they traveled together, when they were close to Yanmen Pass, the other also left.
Fang Chengye was somewhat dumbfounded.
He had planned the chaos against Tiger King in Zezhou. Later, he reunited with his master, Ning Yi. Ning Yi had suggested two directions for him. First, when the army of hungry ghosts had experienced enough battles, try to kill Wang Shitong and take over the hungry ghosts. Second, help the nine-tattooed dragon rebuild Red Peak Mountain. Now the hungry ghosts were ferocious. It seemed that they had really gone out of control. After the snow disaster, there was no telling how many people would survive. The nine-tattooed dragon threw away his hands and went to his death alone. He was truly at a loss for what to do with these matters.
At the same time, in a small yamen in Vaud, a man named Mu Yi was also enjoying a rare comfortable life. He had a wife and a son, and his son was slowly growing up.
"If only we could live like this forever."
He often said this.
In Western Xia, a Mongolian general named Chilaowen led his army and clashed with the Jin army led by Shu Liesu three times at the border of the Jin Kingdom. The Mongolian cavalry came and went like the wind. The Jin also tried to use the cannons that had just been installed. After the two sides cautiously exchanged blows, the Mongolians finally gave up the idea of attacking the Jin Kingdom.
Even the belligerent Mongolians were not willing to bite a hard bone before they were truly strong.
The Western Xia Country had already perished. So, the only options left for them were advancing westward or heading diagonally to the southeast.
The winter of Wu Jianshuo's eighth year gradually passed. On New Year's Eve, the city of Lin 'an was brightly lit. People sang and danced. Fireworks shot into the sky, decorating the city in the heavy snow. Thousands of miles away, it was a sunny day. It was a rare day. Ning Yi took some time to go shopping with his family and a group of children. The two three-year-old girls, Ning Shuang and Ning Shuang, scrambled to climb onto his shoulders. The children around them were noisy. It was a heartwarming scene.
After this day, they would be one year older.
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