Yuchi Gong was like a child as he walked away happily.
Zhang Feng sighed indifferently.
Ouyang Xun and Chu Suiliang opened their mouths, but in the end, they left Yu Shinan behind and left silently.
Yu Shinan and Cheng Yaojin carried Zhang Feng from the bed to the lounge chair at the door. Cheng Yaojin wanted to say something a few times, but when the words reached his mouth, he couldn't say anything.
Zhang Feng also saw the strange look on their faces. He smiled and said, "Mr. Boshi, Old Chen, what kind of relationship do we have? If you have something to say, just say it."
"Old Yu is a straightforward person. Although the first time we met was a little unpleasant, I am not a person who holds grudges. I …"
"Young man, please don't blame Old Yu for this."
Yu Shinan smacked his lips and said, "Are you wondering why we, the high and mighty scholars, have such a close relationship with businessmen like Lao Li and Old Yu?"
Zhang Feng didn't want to know that it was all fake.
In this era, among the scholars, farmers, and businessmen, merchants were the lowest position. They were reviled as porters, who bought low and sold high, and so on.
But this was the market economy. If it weren't for their existence, how could taxes and the circulation of goods be promoted?
However, these scholars were all high and mighty characters. Normally, these merchants would have to salute even if they saw a Confucian scholar, let alone these famous Confucian scholars.
However, since the beginning of Chang 'an University, the relationship between Lao Li and Yu Shinan, as well as Sun Simiao and the others, was as good as brothers. This made Zhang Feng curious.
Zhang Feng nodded his head and said: "I hope that teacher can clear up my doubts. However, I am also very curious. Lao Yu is a frank and upright person. Even if I made such a big joke with him before, Lao Yu didn't complain at all. But today, when we talked about the textile factory, why did his temperament change so much? Also … why would a brother be frozen like that? "
With his hands behind his back, Yu Shinan gazed at the dazzling sunlight in the east. Narrowing his eyes, he said, "You might not be aware of this, but I'll have to start from the previous Yang Guang Army's expedition to Goguryeo. Three hundred thousand soldiers were buried there!"
"Do you think you can sit back and relax just because you're a commoner, a merchant, or a descendant of an aristocratic family? You're wrong. At the end of the Sui Dynasty, there were seventy-two rebellious kings and thirty-six bandits who wreaked havoc in the world. How could there be a paradise in this world? "
"At that time, Old Yu and the others were hot-blooded youths who cared about their country and the world. But what happened in the end? Have you ever seen someone who was so hungry that they could only eat tree bark and roots to survive? "
"Or have you ever seen people who eat rice and meat in order to survive?"
"I've seen it!"
At this moment, Yu Shinan's entire body was trembling. His face was pale, as if he was recalling those tragic scenes.
After a long while, he continued, "Originally, they were preparing to seek a living because of the disaster that befell their families. But when they saw these things on the way, they were all hot-blooded youths. Which one of them didn't want to quell the chaos and return peace to the world?"
"But everyone has their own ambitions. From that time, we met in Chang 'an City and prepared to work together for the sake of the world. Don't ask how we met. After so many years, what you can see is our present. But what about what you haven't seen?"
"So don't blame Old Yu. At that time, after he joined the army, he was full of mettle. When he returned to the village, he basically brought all the youths in the village with him!"
"But it was also on that winter day that he was stationed in Liangzhou because of military orders. Those from his village were not so lucky and became part of the army. In the winter of the thirteenth year of the Daye Dynasty, more than thirty of his brothers and more than a hundred of his village's descendants were attacked by the Sui Dynasty soldiers and the Turks who took advantage of the chaos to raid the south. In the end, they were forced to enter Mount Qilian …"
At this point, Cheng Yaojin saw that Yu Shinan's voice was trembling, so he sighed and said, "That batch of military supplies was basically the first batch of military uniforms for the frontline soldiers to pass the winter. But how could one or two hundred people resist three thousand Turks?"
"There were also Sui Dynasty soldiers chasing after them. No one knew how they stopped those people. By the time we received the news, it was already the next day."
"When Old Yu and I arrived, we saw that Mount Qilian was littered with corpses, all of them Turkic corpses. When we reached the summit, we saw that the ground was littered with Turkic corpses that had been tied to trees …"
"Some of the soldiers had bitten a Turk's ear or a piece of flesh to death …"
Cheng Yaojin's eyes were red.
His fists were tightly clenched, and his already large eyes were so wide that they seemed like they would pop out of their sockets.
Zhang Feng was silent.
He stood up with difficulty and deeply bowed to the east.
Yuchi Gong lowered his head and crouched on the ground, his body twitching. No one knew what sorrowful memories he was going through.
Cheng Yaojin calmed himself down and said, "By the time we reached the mountain, there were only seven people left of the hundred-some people. And behind these seven people were our supplies. And they were still tightly gripping their weapons, their eyes still fixed on the enemy at the foot of the mountain. But their movements were forever frozen."
"So, Feng Zi, this is a nightmare for everyone who experienced that battle. No one dares to lightly touch it, but today …"
"Alas!"
Cheng Yaojin heavily sighed, but in the end, he said nothing.
There was only silence.
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