Chapter 75 Section 2 The water turns to ice

It was the hottest season of midsummer, and on the mountainside path of Nanshan, a young man in black hurried on his way. Frightened by her father-in-law's anger, Ying Si returned to the prince's mansion, immediately handed in the prince's seal to the right concubine, and also handled the Guan Wen of the traveling scholar, and left the south gate of Liyang before dawn.He has only two ways to go, south and west.To the east and north are the Hexi lands occupied by the state of Wei, and they cannot go there at all.The west is the old root of Qin, but it needs a good horse, otherwise it is really possible to be trapped in the mountains with vast land and few people.After much deliberation, only to the south.

Out of Liyang, the towering green hills are right in front of you.Ying Si was full of energy and wanted to rush to Nanshan to rest again, but after walking for a whole day, he finally arrived at the foot of Nanshan.The place is empty and lonely, and there are no people in sight.Ying Si was already sore from walking, so she lay down beside the Qingqing mountain stream and drank a lot of clear water, then lay down on a smooth boulder and fell asleep.Waking up suddenly in the middle of the night, I was bitten by mosquitoes and itched unbearably. After scratching and scratching, my body was already bloodshot.He wanted to get up and go on his way, but when he heard wolves howling and howling in the mountains, he was too frightened to move.The soles of the feet were so painful that they were on fire. When I took off the leather boots and cloth socks and touched them, the soles of the feet were covered with big blood blisters!Ying Si didn't know what to do, so she gritted her teeth and persevered.It was finally dawn, and I gnawed down a dry biscuit I carried with me, then I gritted my teeth and stood up again to start on the road.At noon, I walked into the main peak in the hinterland of Nanshan Mountain. Looking south, I saw mountains stacked one after another, like giant pillars supporting the blue sky.There are few pedestrians on the mountain road, and there are occasional passers-by, who are also Chu businessmen in twos and threes.Ying Si was afraid that he would not be able to get out of the mountain after dark, so he didn't dare to delay, so he cut a branch with a short sword and cut it into a wooden stick, and continued on the road with a limp.After walking south for a while, the mountain began to get lower, and there were all winding downhill trails. After walking for a while, it went uphill again. After climbing a small hill, the sun was already slanting westward.Looking down, Ying Xi cried out with joy!

At the foot of the mountain is a river valley, and smoke rises from the woods.There are golden fields scattered on the hillside, but there is not a single barren mountain.In the valley, the fields are also neat, and the sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking can be faintly heard. Ying Si didn't care to take a closer look, so he limped down the mountain leaning on a wooden stick.When we reached the bottom of the valley, we found that this place is like a foreign country!The forest is dense, the grass is green, and the cattle and sheep are grazing freely by the river, and there is no one to guard them.Chirping birds, bursts of flowers, a small river rushing.The stone houses at the foot of the river are dotted in patches of groves, just like a landscape painting.Ying Si couldn't help being dazed for a long time, and walked to the nearest row of stone houses.Passing through a grove, you can see a circle of low stone walls, with a tall gate in the middle, but the gate is open, and a middle-aged woman is pruning mulberry leaves in the courtyard.

"May I ask elder sister, is this the state of Qin or the state of Chu?" Ying Si was cautious. The woman raised her head and giggled non-stop, "Hey! You rolled down the mountain, didn't you lose your head? Chu Guoyuan, this is Qin State, Heilingou, Shangyu County, you know?" the woman said Then, she put down the Sang Lan in her hand and stood up. Ying Si cupped her hands respectfully and said, "May I ask Eldest Sister, who is the villager here? I want to see him." "Yo, you've found the right one. My husband, Muramasa, will be back in a while. I haven't asked yet, who are you? What do you call you?" While speaking, the woman looked at this young man with a disheveled face and bloody feet. , with a look of surprise, as if a little suspicious.

"Sister, I am a scholar named Qin Shu. I am not familiar with the mountain roads, so I fell a few times." "I said, it turned out to be a little gentleman. Please rest in the courtyard for a while, and I will get some tea." The woman turned back into the room, and after a while, she brought a large clay pot and several large clay bowls, and put the clay bowls aside neatly. Fill them up one by one, "Drink, New Camellia, it will quench your thirst." "Thank you, big sister." In a moment, Ying Si drank five or six bowls of herbal tea. The woman sighed and said: "Study tour is hard, Mr. Xiao must be hungry." Turning around, she walked into the room, took out a plate of red and black soft bread and a piece of cooked meat, and put it on the stone slab, " Eat some food first, and then wait for the meal, heh. The black-faced one has persimmons in it, how many more!" There was pity on his face.

Ying Si thanked him, and then ate up the bread and cooked meat like a storm. Seeing the woman looking at him quietly, he felt embarrassed, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Qin Shu is unbearably hungry and thirsty. I have been rude, elder sister forgive me." The woman smiled and said: "Oh, don't be like that, just sit and rest. A few years ago, I was also frightened by hunger. There were passers-by who didn't even want to drink rice porridge, let alone noodles and meat pieces. Life is much better these past few years. Otherwise, my family would have fled to Chu State.” As she spoke, the woman’s eye circles turned red, she turned around and walked to the well in the courtyard, and beat her three or two times. He picked up a bucket of clean water and lifted it to a stone slab, "Come on, take off your clothes and rinse them. I'll get you two pieces of men's clothes."

Before Ying Si could answer, the woman entered the room.After thinking about it, Ying Si took off the dirty and smelly robe that was already tattered by the rocks and thorns, splashed clear water on his head and body with a wooden ladle, and suddenly felt refreshed and refreshed.As soon as she took out a piece of dry cloth from her skin bag to wrap around her waist, the woman came out with two clothes, "Come on, change it on. Don't dislike me, Mr. My man only has this long cloth shirt, which he only wears when he sees the county magistrate." Yes. Look, does it fit?" Ying Si put on the long gown, although it looked a little loose, but it was dry and cool, and felt very comfortable, so she couldn't help but bowed deeply, "Thank you, big sister, Qin Shurong will be the next report."

"Yo, where did you say that? Old Qin people are all hot-hearted and straight-tempered, don't Mr. Xiao know?" He said with a smile and looked again, "Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Xiao is still a handsome young man. He is so young at such a young age. Come out to study, parents rest assured?" "Parents?" Ying Si shook her head, "Mother has already gone. Father, don't want me anymore." "Huh? Why are you here?" "My father thought I was not doing well in my studies, so he drove me out to study around the world and increase my knowledge."

"Tsk tsk tsk," the woman sighed, "Where is Yan father? Yes, you can be a master if you endure hardships. It's not like my son, who can farm the land and serve as a soldier." "Sister, is your son a soldier? Isn't he afraid of being a soldier?" "Cough, that idiot is leaving tomorrow." The woman wiped her tears, but with a bright smile on her face, "Afraid of being a soldier? That's a thing from the early years. Nowadays, common people serve as soldiers. If you kill an enemy soldier, the government will Just give the first-level title, and the men are scrambling to break their heads. Even the old men want to go."

"Old man? Old man, you also want to be a soldier?" Ying Si was very surprised. "Thinking about it very well." The woman said with a smile, "Old men have been fighting for half their lives, and they just want to realize their dream of a title and change their family. In the early years, people in the mountains were untouchables and slave farmers, and they had a share in the army. They can make meritorious service No matter how many there are, it is also the first of the veterans. It is a blessing to be able to save their lives and go back to their hometown to live a poor life. Nowadays, the mountain people are all except slaves, who doesn’t want to earn a job? Who doesn’t want to return to their hometown to have a good time? It’s a pity, The government doesn't want old men, do you think they hold their breath?"

"Where? What should I do?" Ying Si became anxious. "Don't worry, the government now has a way. It not only rewards wars, but also rewards farming. Farmers pay twice as much as the official limit, and they are also awarded a rank of nobility. Old men can't be soldiers, so they can work hard." Serving Zhuangtian is more attentive than serving women, and he has a lot of energy." The woman giggled and said with a radiant look. "Where? Has anyone got a title?" "What's wrong? We have four noble families in Heilingou. Three are 'officials' and one is 'Zaoshi'. You can read and write, look at the door." The woman proudly pointed to the newly built tall stone gate. Ying Xi was hungry, thirsty and sleepy when he entered the door, so he didn't pay attention. At this time, he hurried to the door to have a look, but saw four large copper characters in the middle of the door forehead inlaid in the snow-white blue field jade - the national bestowed scholar!Turning around and bowing deeply to the woman, "Qin Shu congratulated Eldest Sister." The woman's face bloomed with a smile, "Okay! Eldest sister accepts this bow. You are still a white man, and it is not against etiquette." "Who are you? Why did you come to the village?" A hoarse voice came from the door behind him.Ying Si turned around, but saw a stout man about fifty years old striding forward, holding an iron Lei in his hand, wearing short black cloth clothes, looking up and down at Ying Si. The woman smiled and said, "Hei Jiu, this is a traveling scholar, and he is waiting for you. Mr. Xiao, this is my husband." Ying Si bowed deeply humbly, "Scholar Qin Shu, please refer to Master Zuoshi." "Hey, hey," Hei Jiu hurriedly supported him, "That's what you said, can't you really salute? Come here, come in and sit." Pulling Ying Si to sit in front of the stone table in the courtyard, he yelled at the woman in a rough voice, "Get some food, I have something to wait for." The woman asked with a smile, "Where's your son? Isn't he happy?" "Hey, there are a dozen of them who are about to leave, and they have entangled the veteran leader Hei San. They have to obey the rules of the army, and they have to practice kung fu, so they tell him not to move. Don't wait, my husband and I will chat first. Sir, sit down, I'll take a shower." Saying that, he picked up a splash of water and rinsed it off. In a short while, the woman has brought up a large pot of stewed boar pork, a large pot of cold green sunflower, and a plate of hot noodles and two bowls of rice wine, "Mr. rice wine." Hei Jiu laughed and said, "Okay, okay, just have some wine. Come, please sir." Ying Si and Hei Jiu touched each other, drank the refreshing rice wine in one gulp, cupped their hands and said, "Cunzheng, I have registered for a study tour in Shangyu government, please take care of him." Exit text. Hei Jiu took it over and looked at it carefully, "I only know the big red square seal, that's fine. According to the new law, scholars are free to eat everywhere they go to study, but they are not allowed to talk about "Poetry", you know? You can figure out the rest , tell me if you are in trouble. Come on, be full!" Hei Jiu returned the pass and started eating and drinking. "Cunzheng don't worry, I don't know "Poetry". I study agriculture and survey mountains and rivers." "Then live in my house. As soon as my son leaves, it happens that there is an empty house." "Thank you, Muramasa." Ying Si was very happy, he could see that the Muramasa family was kind and forthright, which was reassuring. After dinner, it was already dark, so Muramasa hurried out.Before the woman finished tidying up, Ying Si fell asleep leaning against the stone slab.When I woke up, the sky was full of stars blinking above my head, the valley breeze was blowing, it was very cool, and there was no scorching heat outside the mountain at all.Sitting up and looking, there was a big straw mat under him, a coarse quilt on his body, and beside the stone pillow was his leather bag that he always carried with him. It turned out that he was sleeping in the courtyard!Hearing that there seemed to be no one in the room, Ying Si couldn't help becoming a little scared, picked up the leather bag and opened it, and found that there were many things, so he couldn't help but let out a long breath.At this moment, the sound of "ding ding dong dong" came from afar, accompanied by a lot of laughter.He suddenly sat up, walked to the front of the main room and called softly: "Sister-in-law Hei. Big sister." But no one answered. After thinking about it, Ying Si picked up the leather bag, went out quietly, and walked towards the village following the sound. Passing through a grove, I saw red lights flickering on the threshing floor by the small river, and people were buzzing.Ying Si was surprised and puzzled, could there be riots? !He gently pulled out the dagger from the leather bag, quietly climbed up a mound by the forest, and looked carefully at the threshing ground.But I saw a row of leather blast furnaces spouting flames three to five feet high, and more than a dozen shirtless and strong men were hammering with sledgehammers.The onlookers, men and women, old and young, were noisy, and the voices of the Heijiu couple were particularly loud.What is this?Isn't it building weapons?Yes, definitely not like building farm tools.Ying Si couldn't help becoming suspicious.The Qin State has always been short of iron, and all iron materials and ironware are controlled by the government. Even the kitchen knives are registered and sold in the national workshop in Liyang. How can this small mountain village actually manufacture weapons?Could it be that Wei Yang's new law allows the private casting of weapons by the people?Even so, where did the iron come from?Could it be that the state of Chu smuggled iron materials over to create civil unrest here?If so, I will go back to Liyang immediately! When his thoughts were tense and chaotic, he saw the ironworkers in the field stuffing the red-glowing weapons into the water urn, and suddenly there was a lot of heat.In a short while, the weapon was pulled out from the water urn, after a little forging, it was handed over to the ironworker next to him for sharpening.After cutting the blade, it was immediately handed over to the seven or eight old men who started to sharpen it on the big stone.After a meal, a row of shining long swords were placed on the big stone slab in front of the furnace! Ying Si couldn't help being very surprised, so she wanted to leave this mountain village secretly.At this moment, I heard Hei Jiu's loud voice, "The county worker has made contributions to Heilingou, thank you very much!" County worker?How come there are government craftsmen?Ying Si was even more suspicious, and wanted to see the truth come to light.At this time, I saw a man in black clasped his hands in the field and said: "Hei Lingou made a sword righteously, paid fifty shi of surplus grain in exchange for iron materials, and asked the county government to supervise the construction, abide by the law and help the country. This is a meritorious deed. I am a master Report to the county magistrate of Ming Dynasty and ask for credit for the elders of Heilingou!" A white-haired old man said loudly: "We are here for our soldiers to have a handy guy, kill a few more Wei dogs, and make meritorious deeds! It's not that we go into battle and make a big contribution?" The audience roared with laughter, shouting in disorder: "Yes! Soldiers can do meritorious deeds!" Hei Jiu shouted: "Soldier boys, say goodbye to the girl, leave tomorrow morning. Let's go!" "Oh——! Let's go——!" Amidst the shouts, the young men and women disappeared into the woods in twos and threes. Only the elderly and parents were left in the field to clean up the place and greet the craftsmen to eat and drink.Ying Si was relieved for a while, and hurriedly climbed down the mound, returned to the Hei Ninth Courtyard and fell asleep.In the dimness, I could only hear the talking in the room of Hei Jiu and his wife, mixed with faint crying and laughter, until the east turned pale. Waking up early in the morning, the Heijiu couple had already prepared a sumptuous meal.Ying Si understood that it was a special farewell party for his son.Mrs. Hei's eyes were red, but she was busy going in and out excitedly, she didn't look sad at all.Hei Jiu called out his son from the room to salute Mr.Ying Si hurriedly supported him, and bowed deeply to the young man, "Brother, you are in trouble for the country, please be respected by Qin Shu." Mrs. Hei smiled and said, "Yo, what's so particular about this? Mr. Xiao should call his nephew." Ying Si said: "Brother is older than me, so you should respect yourself. Please allow me, sister, let's call each other." Hei Jiu laughed loudly, "That's fine, let's call each other. You two will also be friends, and the mountains will never change." The young man clasped his hands and said, "My name is Heimaozhu, and I don't know a single word. I'm Mr. Gao Pan." Ying Si smiled and said: "Brother Tai Congjun, why not remove the word 'bamboo' and call it Heimao, which sounds nice and easy to remember." Hei Jiu and his wife laughed together and said, "Well, it's called Heimao! Scholars, it's just different." "Thank you sir." The heroic and honest Heimao laughed happily. "Okay, okay, let's eat!" Mrs. Hei pointed to the bluestone table that grew up in the courtyard, "Sir, take a seat." Ying Si resolutely declined and pushed Heimao to the upper seat.There were six large earthen pots on the table, one pot of stewed boar pork, one pot of square sauced pork, one pot of green sunflower, one pot of wild vegetables, one pot of stewed lamb leg with radish, and one pot of boiled whole chicken.Sister-in-law Hei brought another jar of rice wine and filled everyone's pottery bowls before sitting next to Hei Jiu. Hei Jiu picked up the big pottery bowl, "Come on, make meritorious service for this kid, do it!" The four of them collided with big bowls and drank together.Mrs. Hei put down the pottery bowl, but turned her back with red eyes. Hei Jiu laughed loudly, "Cry like a bird! Hei Mao has made military achievements, so the Hei family's incense is very popular. Are you afraid that no one will bury our old bones? What a woman knows." Ying Si's heart moved, "Dare to ask the villager, is Heimao the only son?" Hei Jiu said in a loud voice: "It wasn't originally. During the busy summer, the second child paid food to the government, and the Heitian Mountain Road is in a ditch." "Cunzheng, didn't you say that the new law conscription does not take only sons?" Ying Si was surprised. "That's right." Hei Jiu loudly said generously, "The government is sympathetic to the common people, and we common people have to be sympathetic to the government, right? In those years when there were no political reforms, there were a bunch of peasants in Heilingou who were hungry all day long. Back, more than half of them have fled to Chu State. There are only ten or eight sons, so what can they do? Aren’t they starving to death, freezing to death, and struggling to die? The law has been reformed, and life is getting better. People who fled to Chu State Come back, who doesn’t say that Hei Lingou has turned over?” Hei Jiu sighed, “People, you have to have a conscience. No one is a soldier, this land, this manor, this good life, can you keep it? All the old men in the village want to be soldiers, why don't we, the only son, be reluctant?" "But, can the county government let him go?" Ying Si asked anxiously. "No one knows about the second child. I told the village that the second child went out to help relatives. Hey, sir, you must not reveal your truth." Hei Jiu warned with a mysterious smile. Ying Si nodded silently, feeling an inexplicable throbbing in her heart. Hei Mao wiped away her tears and said with a smile: "Stop talking, I didn't stop Hei Mao from going. Although Hei Mao is the only son, I don't want to be greedy for life and afraid of death..." Before she could finish her sentence, Hei Mao Already broke down in tears. Heimao suddenly stood up, climbed to the ground and kowtowed to his parents a few times, and said in a rough voice: "Father, mother, don't worry! If you don't do meritorious service, you will never return home!" Hei Jiu laughed loudly, "Good son! Be ambitious! Let's go, it's time to send you on your way." When Ying Si accompanied Mrs. Hei to the mountain pass trail, the sun had already risen halfway up the mountain.There was only a sound of rumbling vehicles, and three military vehicles came from outside the mountain.Mrs. Hei smiled and said, "They are sent by the county government to pick up the soldiers. You see, they have left the village." Hearing a long sound of ox horns, a large group of villagers surrounded twelve youths and left the village entrance. Cloth, the big book "Heilingou Volunteer Recruits".Behind the young people are twelve wooden cases carried by young people in the village, each with a can of rice wine and a long sword.When he came to the mountain pass, Hei Jiu cupped his hands to the county magistrate in front of the chariot and shouted: "Twelve brave recruits from Heilingou, send them here." The county magistrate took out a roll of bamboo slips and called the names loudly. After checking that they were correct, he waved his hand, "The recruits change their armor—!" One by one, the recruits went to the military chariot, took a set of iron clothes from the magistrate, and went back to the wooden case to take off the original civilian clothes and put on black armor. Hei Jiu yelled: "Veteran leaders, offer wine to be strong—!" Twelve gray-haired old men came to the front of the case, each held up the small black clay pot, and shouted in unison: "Hei Lingou, heroic wine! Don't look back when you come into battle!" The twelve armored recruits lined up , knelt down on one leg, took the clay pot with both hands and drank it all in one gulp, stood up suddenly, and shouted in unison: "Drink the hero wine, and you will never look back when you go to battle!" Hei Jiu shouted again: "Girls, give me the sword—!" Twelve red-clothed girls, with tears in their eyes, each walked to their lover's desk, held up their shiny long swords, knelt on their knees, and raised their long swords high above their heads.The recruits took the long swords with both hands and bowed deeply to their lovers. The girls stood up and sang a long folk song in unison: Amid the affectionate singing, the recruits bid farewell to their hometowns, jumped into their military vehicles, and hustled away. Seeing that Mrs. Hei was on the verge of falling, Ying Si hurriedly supported her.Looking at the military vehicles in the distance, the men, women and children in Heilingou cried together.Ying Si's eyes were already hazy, and her heart couldn't help trembling. That night, Ying Si stayed up all night, listening to the murmurs of Hei Jiu and his wife in the room, and looking at the starry sky in the night sky, he couldn't figure out what he was thinking, until dawn, and fell into a drowsy sleep. Time flies, suddenly Ying Si lived in Heilingou for three years.Originally, he could have left early, but he always felt that he couldn't.He went to the border between Qin and Chu, and also to other counties in Shangyu, but he returned to Heilingou after a month or two.Ying Si finally figured out that he was waiting for Hei Mao to come back, and wanted to personally see the reunion of Hei Jiu and his wife with their only son.In the past three years, he has developed a deep friendship with the elders of Hei Lingou, and Hei Jiu and his wife treated him like brother and sister-in-law as well as parents, which made him often feel deeply moved.Thinking over and over again, Ying Xi felt that he couldn't wait any longer, after all, he couldn't die of old age here.He still has to go his own way. This spring, Ying Si finally decided to leave Heilangou. When the news came out, the villagers actually helped the old and the young to send Ying Si to the mountain pass.This one gave a piece of dried meat, that one gave a piece of animal skin, and praised Qin Shu as a good gentleman who is well-educated and reasonable, and he will definitely be a high-ranking official in the future.Ying Si resolutely declined the gifts from the elders, and promised to visit the elders in Heilingou again in the future. The Heijiu couple sighed with emotion and sent him to the mountain pass again.Hei Sister wiped her tears and handed Ying Si a bag of iron money, "Brother, you left empty-handed, you don't want anything, how can I feel at ease, sister-in-law? Bring this little money, it will be more convenient on the road..." Hei Jiu rubbed Rubbing his eyes and smiling, he said, "Brother Qin Shu, why do you need to travel around to study? Anyway, Hei Mao is not here, so we will live as a family. Marry that girl, share a piece of land, earn a son, and give birth to a few soldiers." Baby, how nice it is!" Ying Si bowed deeply with tears in her eyes, "Brother and sister-in-law, Qin Shu should have waited for Brother Heimao to come back before leaving, but why did he still have to finish his studies. On the day Brother Heimao returns, I will definitely come back. Qin Shu bid farewell." "Hey, don't worry." Mrs. Hei hurried up and asked softly, "Why didn't she come to see you off?" "Who is it?" Ying Si smiled. "Who else is there? Black Date! You don't want her anymore? Or is she not dating you? To be honest." Ying Si laughed loudly, "Oh sister-in-law, Heizao is a good girl, but I have nothing to do with her." "You? Didn't you go into the woods with her?" Mrs. Hei looked shocked. Ying Si shook her head earnestly, and sighed: "Sister-in-law Hei, how dare I do such a thing, absolutely not." Mrs. Hei sighed softly, "Prune dates are beautiful, and they are hard to pick in a radius of a hundred miles. But she has a strong temper, and everyone knows that she only sings to you and ignores other young people. Girls in the mountains, that is to give your heart to me." What about you?" Ying Si was silent, bowed deeply to Hei Jiu and his wife again, and strode away. On the mountain road outside the valley entrance, a girl in a red skirt stood in the way. Ying Si, who was walking alone, couldn't help but stopped in a daze. After a long time, he bowed deeply, "Hei Zao, Qin Shu is gone." He wanted to go around the girl. "Wait." The girl sighed, "Qin Shu, are you really not taking me away?" "Girl, you and I met by chance, Qin Shu is wandering, and dare not do what he thinks." The girl blinked her eyes, "I like you, and you like me too. Why don't you dare take me away?" "I never liked you." Ying Si said coldly. The girl smiled mischievously, "Qin Shu, why are you trying to lie to yourself? Are you in trouble?" Ying Si bowed her head in silence, not daring to look up into those warm and sincere eyes.The girl also looked at him quietly, without speaking.After a long time, Ying Si finally spoke, "Girl, you don't know who I am. I am not qualified to love. I don't know how dangerous my tomorrow is, and one day, I will be killed suddenly. I I have fallen into the abyss, and I have been deprived of the possibility of being a commoner in the mountains, farming and weaving fields freely. I can only continue to deal with dangers from unknown sources until I die. Girl, I don’t belong to me , I can only wander alone... I bid farewell." "Qin Shu...Brother!" The girl choked up, and chased Ying Si to block her. She took out a small red cloth bag from her bosom, opened it carefully, and held a green jade xun in her palm!The girl said softly: "I understand my brother's heart song. You are not an ordinary person, I know. You have so many worries and worries, and so many things that ordinary people don't have. I want to get into my brother's heart and dissolve them. Black date Don't be afraid, brother, take me away." Ying Si shook her head silently but resolutely. The girl sighed, "Brother Qin Shu, this is the green jade xun I played since I was a child, and I gave it to my brother today as a reminder. Please ask my elder brother to play "Qin Feng" and Heizaoer to sing a song to bid farewell to my brother. Okay?" Silently, Ying Xi picked up the emerald green jade xun from the girl's palm, thought for a while, and the long, high-pitched, sad and intense ballad "Qin Feng" echoed in the valley!The girl's bright smiling face was covered with crystal tears, and her beautiful voice went straight to the clouds: After the girl finished singing, she slowly walked up to Ying Si, hugged him and kissed him passionately! Ying Si was at a loss, but the girl suddenly let go of her hands, ran to the top of the hill, and threw herself off the cliff! "Black date——!" "Little sister——!" Ying Si yelled and jumped to the edge of the cliff, but there was only a strand of red cloth floating in the howling mountain wind. Holding her head in her hands, Ying Si fell down on the cliff and cried bitterly. Ying Si cried for an hour on the edge of the cliff before she suddenly came to her senses. She dragged the green vines on the rocks and slid down the valley.After finally finding the girl among the rocky forests in the canyon, she was already a cold corpse with a bloody head.Ying Si picked up the girl's body, staggered to a flat ground beside a mountain stream, and dug a big pit with a dagger, covered the soil with stones on all sides, and put the girl's body into the pit flat.Sitting next to the girl's body and thinking for a long time, Ying Si took out one of his long gowns from the leather bag and covered the girl's body. A round grave was piled up on the pit.After taking a breath, Ying Si cut down a dead tree with a dagger, peeled off the bark, cut off the scar, and stood in front of the girl's tomb.After thinking for a moment, Ying Si suddenly swung his dagger and shouted, his right index finger jumped on the ground dripping with blood!Ying Si picked up the bloody finger on the ground, and suddenly wrote the words "Zhenlie mountain girl Ying Si's dead wife" on the wooden tablet!After writing the characters, he fell down in front of the tomb with a bang... The next day, when the sun was illuminating the valley, Ying Si opened his eyes.Looking at the right hand, Ying Si was shocked, the severed finger was miraculously attached to the index finger, and was wrapped with a piece of white cloth!Looking again, there is still a cloth shirt covering the body, and there is a piece of cooked meat beside him!Ying Si was very puzzled, turned over and looked around, but there was no one there.Dazed for a long time, he bowed three times to the sky, bowed three times to the girl's grave, drank the water from the mountain stream, ate the piece of cooked meat, and began to climb the mountain with difficulty... After climbing up the mountain, Ying Si went west along the foothills of Nanshan Mountain, and after getting out of Dashan Pass, he trekked to Longxi. In the past ten years, Ying Si has traveled all over the grasslands and valleys in the west of Qin State, and also traveled all over the Hexi area occupied by Wei State.In the end, he returned to Guanzhong, came to Mei County, and lived in the Bai Village that was unforgettable to him.At this time, he was almost thirty years old, with long hair and long beard, lean and strong, with a thick and dark complexion. He was a scholar of agriculture who practiced asceticism. No one could have imagined that he was the Prince of Qin thirteen years ago. It was sunset again, a barefoot commoner with an iron hoe on his shoulders walked out of the field, and walked towards Bai Village wearily and casually.As he walked, he stood leaning on the hoe, staring blankly at the village where the smoke was rising in the twilight.A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy held a clay pot in his left hand and a bunch of weeds from the field in his right hand. He hurriedly ran after him, "Brother Qin, how about coming to my house for dinner tonight? My mother's stew The mutton is very beautiful. Anyway, you are traveling alone, and you go back to the ice pot and cold stove alone." The young man is smart and smart, and his words are as crisp as a bell, but he is as mature as an adult. "Then thank you little brother." "Hey, Brother Qin is being polite. I, Baishan, am in the village, and I don't know anyone, so I am happy to talk to you. Brother Qin is knowledgeable, and the old patriarch said that you are not an ordinary person." "A farmer, it's very common for a farmer to work hard and earn his own living." Brother Qin smiled wearily. "No matter what you say, I like you, Shen Shen. I am Baishan, and I have no friends." The boy's face darkened. Brother Qin put his arms around the boy's shoulders, "Little brother, Brother Qin is your friend, ah." As he spoke, he came to an ordinary brick house at the edge of the village. Compared with other houses in the village, this house was obviously poorer.The young man put down the grass outside the door before knocking lightly.The thick wooden door "squeaked" open, and a woman with gray hair but a neat cloth was standing inside the door, her face was almost expressionless. "Mother, this is Brother Qin." The young man was respectful, and the vivaciousness just now disappeared immediately. "I've met you, sir." The woman's slightly calm expression still showed a sense of desolation. Brother Qin leaned the iron hoe behind the door, and bowed deeply, "Qin Shu has met senior, so I am bothering you." "Sir, don't be too polite. Shan'er, take the guests to the main room and take a seat." Bai Shan took Qin Shu's hand, "Brother, let's sit in the big room." Then he pulled Qin Shu to the main room where the north and south faces.Qin Shu took a closer look, and felt that this simple and spacious living room exuded a faint aristocratic atmosphere.In front of him was a long desk with worn paint, under his knees was a darkened felt cushion, and on an old sword stand in the corner was a dagger with mottled copper and rust, and inside was a bamboo slip wrapped in old cloth. .Little by little, it reveals the extraordinary past of the host family. "Brother Qin, sit down. I'll light the lamp." While speaking, Bai Shan lit up a tall copper lamp with a windshield, and the room was suddenly bright.From the corner of the room, Bai Shan dragged out a jar sealed with a red cloth, "Brother Qin, this jar of old wine is usually left untouched, today we made it." The door was gently pushed open, and Mrs. Bai came in with a large plate, and placed three exquisite pottery pots with covers on the long table.Bai Shan opened the lid, but there was a pot of hot stewed lamb leg, a pot of Huo Cai, and a pot of cold bitter vegetables that people in Guanzhong Qin liked most.Turning around, Mrs. Bai brought another small plate, took out two pairs of chopsticks, a bowl of garlic, a bowl of rice vinegar, and a plate of hot white flour cake.Although it is homely, everything is neatly cleaned, white and green, and fragrant.Qin Shu knew at a glance that if it weren't for the tradition of the family, the meals of ordinary farmers would never be so delicate.Mrs. Bai smiled lightly and said: "Large tea and light food, sir, please use it slowly. I'm sorry." Bai Shan asked cautiously: "Mother, Brother Qin and I, how about drinking this jar of wine?" Mrs. Bai pondered for a while, nodded and walked out. Bai Shan became lively again, and took out two thin-necked copper goblets to fill up, "Brother Qin, mother would not let me drink if it wasn't for you. Come on, let's do it!" But his face was flushed with choking, and he coughed again and again, "Brother Qin, this is, this is my first time drinking alcohol, it's so spicy!" Qin Shu was also sweating on his face, and said with a smile: "I'm ashamed, it's also the first time I've drank alcohol, with each other." "Hey," Bai Shan was surprised, "Brother Qin should be in his thirties, right? He was crowned at the age of twenty, and he had to drink alcohol, didn't you?" Qin Shu shook his head, "I studied abroad when I was young, and I have been away from home for a long time, and I haven't been crowned yet." Bai Shan clicked his tongue, "Brother Qin, why are you so different from others? Hey, don't you think that my family, my mother, and I are also different from Bai Village people? Isn't it unusual?" Qin Shu pondered, "It's a little different. The family has fallen, isn't it?" "Cough, it doesn't matter if you don't say it." Bai Shan's flushed face and eyes were moist. "Little brother, why don't you worry, you might as well express it quickly." Qin Shu took another sip with emotion. Bai Shan also drank suddenly, let out a long breath, and his bright eyes filled with tears, "This is not sorrow, nor bitterness. This is enmity, it is hatred. I was born without a father. Fifteen years Now, my mother and I depend on each other for life. Such a big family, such a big force, so many people, just blow away like that. Brother Qin, tell me, do you believe in the destiny?" "Little brother, where is your father? The village clan fought with weapons and died unexpectedly?" "No. He was killed by Prince Ying Si." Bai Shan's hoarse voice paused every word. Qin Shu shuddered suddenly, and the copper rod fell to the slate floor with a "boom!" He quickly picked it up, and asked with concern: "Little brother, this, this prince, why did you kill your father?" "Back then, the entire Bai clan was entrusted by the prince. During the summer harvest that year, my father led a convoy to pay the prince's mansion grain. For some reason, more than a dozen carts of grain turned into clods of sand and gravel. The prince didn't distinguish between black and white, Then he killed my father, and viciously killed more than a dozen young and strong members of the Bai family. Since then, the Bai family has declined. Don’t you think this is hatred?” The long-term hatred soaked the young man Bai Shan has a deeper indifference than adults. "Little brother, how can this grain be turned into sand?" Qin Shu's eyes flashed strangely. Bai Shan slammed his fist on the long case, "God knows! My Bai family has been conducting undercover investigations for more than ten years, but I still haven't found this black hand. God is really unfair." "Little brother, do you hate that prince?" "Hate. When he committed murder, he was not as old as me. Brother Qin, do you think it's okay for such a vicious person to become a king? Cough, I heard that he was deposed by the king as a commoner and kicked out of the capital. If he stumbled and fell to his death in the mountains, he deserved his crime. Otherwise, I would have killed him, let alone an innocent soul." Qin Shu's face turned pale, and he sighed heavily, "Little brother, God's will." "God's will?" Bai Shan laughed loudly, "Brother Qin, you are not from Qin, so you don't understand. The old Qin people pay attention to kindness and enmity, and they must avenge all kindness and enmity. Enemy, one is dead, and the rest must be found out and killed! After being crowned, I will wander and study like you, and visit the enemy’s family. I don’t believe that he will go to heaven and earth? I will buy you a drink after revenge!” "Little brother, what's the voice? Listen!" Qin Shu's expression changed suddenly. In the quiet night, the faint crying of a woman floated like gossamer, mournful and creepy. 白山阴沉沉的，“那是我娘。她，每晚都要在父亲灵前哭祭……” “咣！”秦庶醉了，猛然趴在案上，昏了过去。 三更时分，秦庶才跌跌撞撞的回到村后靠山的小院子。他知道，其实自己并没有喝多少酒，他不会在一个深沉多思满怀仇恨的少年家里放纵自己，流浪的岁月，已经给了他足够的警惕。可是，他不明白自己如何就昏昏然了，就神思大乱了。是那个少年的仇恨摧跨了他么？是那一家的森森阴冷迷乱了他？真是弄不清楚了。独自站在小院子里望着无垠的河汉，他喟然长叹。嬴驷啊嬴驷，你的稚嫩、偏执与冲动，埋下了多么可怕的仇恨种子？一个少年尚且对你如此刻骨仇视，更别说整个孟西白三族和无数拥戴变法的民众了。在他们心目中，秦国太子是个歹毒阴狠的狼崽，他们期盼这个太子早早的死于非命，他们根本不想要如此的国君，否则，如何能有“太子失足摔死”的传闻？嬴驷啊，你在国人心目中已经死了，在公父的心里也已经死了。你，你现下算个什么东西？漂泊十多年，公父从来没有寻觅过自己，早先和官府的一丝联络，也早早没有了。看来，公父的的确确是将自己当作废了的庶民，遗忘了。也许公父早已经大婚，已经有了不止一个儿子，他为何一定要记挂这个几乎要毁掉秦国变法的忤逆的儿子呢？ 十多年的孤身游历，嬴驷对公父的怨尤，早已经随着他的稚嫩烟消云散了。秦国山野沧海桑田般的变化，也使他对变法的偏执怨恨，随着脚下的坎坷变成了一缕飘散的烟雾。他深深的理解了公父，也深深的理解了新法。可是，少年白山的仇恨火焰，却使他蓦然悟到了自己在秦国朝野的处境——一个被岁月无情淹没了的弃儿！ 一直坚实沉淀着的希望破灭了，一直锤炼着的意志崩溃了，一直憧憬着的未来虚化了，一直支撑着身心的山岳塌陷了。 嬴驷木呆呆的看着月亮渐渐的暗淡下去，走进屋内背起小包袱，拿起那支光滑的木杖，走出了屋门。是的，天还没有亮，离开这里，离开秦国，永远…… 一阵辚辚车声与马蹄声骤然传来！凭着多年山野磨练的灵敏听力，嬴驷断定车马正是向他的独院驶来！莫非有人识破了我的真实身份，前来寻仇？嬴驷一个箭步蹿到院门后，猛然一扯手中木杖，一支闪亮的短剑便赫然在手！ “笃笃笃”，有人轻轻敲门。 “何人造访？”嬴驷慢悠悠发问。 “县府料民，秦庶开门。” “县府何人？有夜半料民之事么？”嬴驷冷笑。 “我乃郿县令。官府料民，历来夜间，不失人口，士子不知么？” 想了想，嬴驷轻轻拉开横木，自己却迅速的隐身门后。 一个身披黑色斗篷的高大身影走进院子，默默的四面打量。嬴驷仔细一看，猛然屏住了呼吸，心头一阵狂跳。 “嬴驷，你在哪里？” “公父——！”嬴驷猛然扑倒，跪伏在地，放声痛哭。 秦孝公伸手抚着嬴驷的双肩，半晌沉默，“驷儿，回咸阳吧……”