Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven

The sun sets on the long river, and the wolf smoke billows.Three days later, reinforcements from Shuofang, Jiuquan and other places arrived one after another, and the Huihe army left on their own, leaving only a mess of corpses.However, taking advantage of the chaos of the war, the Mingjiao believers who came from the east of the Daguang Palace successfully passed the outer city and went to the Central Plains under the leadership of the Moon Maiden Menia.When the battle situation is settled, it is too late to catch up. After taking back the outer city, the city lord of Dunhuang wrote a memorial and informed the Dayin Dynasty of the matter while starting to sort out the mess.

After this chaos, the terrified servants discovered that Lu Ji had hanged herself on the Yaohua Tower, and left a letter saying: Since the city lord is kind to the second son, she cannot avenge the mother.And after selling Dunhuang to Huihe, he had no face to see Huo Qinglei again, so he thanked him with death.I just hope that the city lord will treat his younger brother well in the future. Young Master Shu Ye read the letter and remained silent for a long time, and ordered Lu Ji to be buried next to the tomb of the old city lord and his wife. He knew Lu Ji when he was a teenager, and he knew that she was originally a smart and kind person.However, power and conspiracy distorted this woman's soul—and the viciousness of this woman's life, in the final analysis, only came from her loyalty to her former benefactor.But in the end, after all, she never destroyed those Yuguan letters, but chose to tell Liancheng the truth - just because of her actions, he forgave everything.However, she still wanted to die.

After this battle, the city of Dunhuang slowly restored its previous order.But the Dayin Dynasty was in turmoil, and the Mingjiao went east of the city again. I am afraid that from now on, the Central Plains will not be safe whether in the court or in the martial arts? The current situation is grim, and after only three days of cultivation in Dunhuang, Ding Jianhou returned east secretly without stopping. The sky outside Dunhuang was full of yellow sand, and the setting sun dragged the silhouettes of the two people very long.A cavalry bodyguard led by Sun Siyuan, the chief counselor of Lord Hou, waited in the distance for the prince to finish his farewell.The ancient road is westerly, and the people of the imperial capital are returning. How many people stop in the wind and sand to say goodbye?

"Don't be mother-in-law, I must be careful when I return to the imperial capital." The black-clothed Ding Jianhou was a little impatient, turned over and was covered with black electricity, and smiled suddenly, "Don't take that kind of medicine indiscriminately in the future, brat! I'll leave I quit the Shura field within half a year, but you became more and more addicted. When I first saw you this time, I was shocked by the appearance of a living dead." The young man in white who saw him off smiled slightly, but said: "You drank a whole bottle in one go this time, and you will quit again when you go back."

Ding Jianhou immediately looked at his companion's face, suddenly worried - why did he turn into that depressed and dejected aura again?It was as if the peerless sharp sword had been cut out of its sheath, and then immediately returned to its sheath. At this moment, Shu Ye's expression was so tired and indifferent, completely lacking in the sharp edge that had criss-crossed the battlefield a few days ago and made thousands of troops flee.So pale, gloomy and silent, he seemed to be the drunken and extravagant city lord in the warbler's nest again. You Zi remembered Shu Ye's expression when he said "There is no joy in life, it is better to die", and he couldn't help being horrified.

Ding Jianhou suddenly fell off his horse again, patted young master Shu Ye's shoulder heavily, raised his hand, and pointed to the pale yellow sky in the south: "When the overall situation is settled, go to Miaojiang to find her." ! I know you don't want to be an emperor, everyone has his own ambitions, so I won't force you." The yellow sand blew on his face, Young Master Shu Ye raised his head and looked at the south, but there was a fateful smile in his eyes - for more than ten years, he passed her again and again.Fate, it seems, did not give the two of them a half chance.Friendship has been difficult to balance since ancient times.Ever since he faced all kinds of trade-offs on the top of Qilian Mountain and took that step towards Dunhuang, he lost Sha Manhua again—that was the only dream he kept in his heart in this flashy and indifferent world.But fragile enough to break at the touch of a finger.

He couldn't help doing a habitual movement: he put his hand on the center of his chest, and frowned. After so many years, the pain at that place is still unforgettable - as if the strand of hair that was shot into pieces in his flesh and blood spread and grew in his veins, enveloping his whole body and mind, making him feel sick day and night. Do not forget.However, where is the owner of that lock of hair in this world now? Ding Jianhou looked at his silent expression, patted his chest hard, and promised: "Don't worry, I will definitely find it! When I settle the situation in the imperial capital, I will order everyone in the world to help you find it."

The young master Shu Ye just smiled: "You haven't become the emperor yet, so you think of using public affairs for personal gain?" "The Son of Heaven has nothing to do with himself." Ding Jianhou in black suddenly burst out laughing, squinting between his brows, and suddenly stopped laughing, "Even if you can't find her, you still have brothers!—Don't say that life is hard to be happy What nonsense! There is no joy in life? Why are you still desperately killing the enemy at that time? You don’t want to die, do you!” Young Master Shu Ye was slightly startled, and suddenly heaved a long sigh: Sha Manhua is his dream, and the power of the imperial capital is Mo Xiang's Tyrant.Perhaps in a person's life, what he pursues is dreams and dominance—but above that, there are still other things, such as: brothers, and homeland.It was a burden that he would never let go of in his life.Sometimes, people just run so hard because of such a burden.

The young man in white suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly, turned and left: "Okay, be careful when you return to the capital, I'll wait for you to be the emperor!" Ding Jian waited to ride his horse back, raising yellow dust all the way.Young Master Shu Ye watched the rider go away under the escort of the guards, then slowly turned around, walked like a cart, and went back alone with his hands behind his hands in the bloody setting sun. On the battlefield outside the city of Dunhuang, corpses were still scattered all over the ground, and goshawks hovered to eat the flesh and blood of the dead.The sand wind roared, rolling up several small whirlwinds, as if those newly dead souls had come out of their shells and were circling and dancing in place.In the distance, a few shadows walked alone on the battlefield, burying those Huihe soldiers who died in the war.

The wind and sand passed through his ears, and he seemed to hear someone singing a song in the distance: "People say that Tianyu is a raspberry, and we crawl here to live and die. Mingzun is my loving father, leading me to the paradise on the other shore—come like flowing water Come, pass away like the wind. I don’t know where it came from and where it will end!” Comes like running water and passes away like wind; I don't know where it comes from and where it ends!On the other side, is there really a paradise? That bloody battle ended up in the annals of history, only a few words like this.

Two months later, rumors spread in the imperial capital that an assassin had entered the palace to assassinate. It was suspected that the remnants of the Ming Cult were causing trouble.The Moon Saintess from the main altar took over as the leader and led the remaining members of the Central Plains Demon Sect to move underground and secretly, and disappeared without a trace.On the third day of December in the eighteenth year of Longxi, Emperor Yinjing passed away and had no son.Ding Jian Hou Funan'an Wang Shizi Fan succeeded to the throne and changed Yuan Taixing to Emperor Wutai.Emperor Wutai was young, so he ordered his father, Dingjian, to be regent. In June of the first year of Taixing, the Western Regions were initially established.Gao Shuye, the lord of Dunhuang City, submitted a petition to resign from all titles, and left without waiting for the emperor's approval.The Dayin imperial court ordered his younger brother Liancheng to attack him secretly, succeeding him as the lord of Dunhuang city and envoy of Anxi Jiedu, and he was crowned king of Xining.Feng Huo Qinglei is a general of martial arts. The prince Shu Ye who was once a legend on the Silk Road has since disappeared. Some say that he went to the imperial capital, some say that he went to southern Xinjiang, and some even say that he went overseas by boat...Silk Road is still prosperous, and business travelers from various countries come and go frequently. The story of the desolate face of the desert spread in all directions, including the song made by the young master Shu Ye, which was also sung in the wind——