Chapter 772: A country of gentlemen!
Since the plan of migrating to the Far North was decided, most of the people sent by the various clans were younger generations, and they were anxious to go back and report. However, they did not expect that Luo Jin's son stopped several of them.
The quiet room is not big.
Several people were sitting around the stove, only five of them, Luo Jin's son Luo Chen, Luo Xing's grandson Luo Wu, Luo Chu's grandson Luo Xi, Luo Qi's son Luo Yuan, and Luo Yan's grandson Luo Xiang. Among all the other branches of the Luo family, these four were different. They were strong, but had no direct descendants.
Water was boiling on the stove, with steam rising up and falling on their faces, making them slightly moist. The four of them looked at each other, waiting for Luo Chen to speak. They all knew that the patriarch must have asked Luo Chen to come, and they were all curious about what the patriarch would say at this moment.
Luo Chen took down the kettle and poured boiling hot water into the teapot. The rising white steam covered his face and seemed to cover some of his voice: "Brothers and nephews, the Luo family will move. Father hopes that all the branches will guard the countries carefully and do not need to move with us."
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The four of them thought of countless reasons, but none of them thought of this. They became anxious all of a sudden. How could they not be involved in such a matter of family survival?
Luo Xi said with hope in his disappointment: "Uncle, we are also from the Luo clan. Although the holy scars are gone, we still shed the blood of the Luo clan. How can we sit back and watch our clan members walk in the cold snow and frost while we are enjoying the glory in the warm hometown?
We don't want to do this, and we hope that my uncle will tell my great grandfather not to do this, otherwise I will be ashamed when I look back a hundred years later."
After saying this, he actually began to sob. The other three remained silent, just bowed their heads and hands, their hearts pierced without words.
Luo Chen sighed lightly: "The family moved north, the future is uncertain, but the weakness of the Central Plains is foreseeable. People's hearts are fickle, like quicksand on the beach, weak water in the river, easy to disperse but difficult to gather. Who remembers the Qin Dynasty after unifying the six kingdoms? Who calls themselves the Zhou people after the thousand-year state Zhou? The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors have become passers-by. The Han Wen and Wu Xuan are only on paper. The world calls them Guangwu, who says they are the Gao Emperor?
If, I say if one day, a hundred years later, a thousand years later, the family wants to return to the Central Plains, but the Central Plains no longer has a name, what kind of scene will that be?
Moreover, the reasons for the involvement of various clans are indeed extremely serious, so how can they leave easily? Both the clans of Ying Hou and Yuzhang Jun Gong are carrying such heavy burdens, and it is because my father knew this that he made such a decision.
Besides, the Western Regions, where the temple is located, is where many countries meet. It is more important than mountains and rivers. Once the family moves north, the temple will be isolated in the Western Regions. It is unknown what kind of darkness it will encounter, but it will definitely be more dangerous than Liaodong. Father hesitated for a long time and didn't know whether to let you continue to stay in the Western Regions. "
Luo Xing's grandson Luo Wu was originally sad because he could not move north with his family. After hearing what Luo Chen said, he immediately said solemnly: "Brother, there are not many people in the Western Regions. There are only eight people with the Luo clan, five men and three women. All of them will stay in the Western Regions to protect our temple and live up to our ancestors. That's all I have to say."
Among all the lineages, the Western Regions bear the heaviest burden. Ever since Luo Wuji founded a lineage in the Western Regions, the lineage of Wushuang Hou has suffered the heaviest sacrifices in the past two hundred years. Both Buddhism and Taoism have the concept of guardian gods, and the lineage of Wushuang Hou is the guardian god of the Luo family. Now Luo Wu originally wanted to move north, but when he heard that the burden in the Western Regions was even heavier, he decided to stay. This is the desolation of the Western Regions, and it is difficult to conceal his passion.
Several people were moved. Luo Chen patted Luo Wu on the shoulder, then took out a very small flag and said in a deep voice: "After this farewell, I don't know when we will meet again. Give this flag to my uncle. With this flag, if the Luo family in the Western Regions wants to hide their identities one day, whether it is rebuilding the temple army or tracing their ancestors, there will be no mistakes. This flag can only be ignited by the blood of the Luo family, both men and women can do it. The holy marks of the Luo family in the Western Regions have disappeared, and this flag can also be used to test the bloodline of descendants."
After Luo Chen's words, several people vaguely knew that this was the legendary family heritage. It has been passed down in the outside world. If it weren't for the separation of the family, this heritage would not be handed over to the branch. Luo Chen pondered for a while and said, "Yu'er has always liked the Western Regions. When you return to the Western Regions, take her to the Western Regions and arrange a marriage for her. The fertile land of Wushuang City in the Western Regions is far better than the White Mountains and Black Waters. She will definitely be delighted."
Lou held the flag tightly in his hand, feeling a burst of heat, just like the divine staff he had accidentally touched when he was young. That was power, and this was the foundation of the Temple Army. He was determined and said no more words.
Luo Xiang bowed his head and said solemnly, "Uncle, we are from Hebei. We served Zhao until Zhao was destroyed. We surrendered to Wei until Wei was defeated. We established our base in Yecheng, moved north to Handan, and then fled west in a hurry, returned to Luoyang, and retreated to Chang'an. If we advance, we are suspected of connecting Hebei's cause. If we retreat, we are mocked for failing the name of our ancestors. My grandfather was trapped in Chang'an and died in the rain. General Yuan also passed away. The only child left in Runan Yuan family is 19 years old. Cao finally loosened his grip. I have repaid the kindness of Yuan family. The Emperor of Wei asked me if I was willing to be his attendant. I was hesitant. When I arrived in Zhaocheng, I heard about the great cause of the family. The Luo family of Wei is a nameless family. Chang'an and Luoyang are sad places. I don't want to see them again. Please allow me to move north with the family."
Luo Xiang's words are full of sorrow and sadness, and almost every word at the end is heartbreaking. The Luo and Yan branches are indeed different, and it is difficult to recover after the defeat at Guandu. From then on, all they can do is go with the flow, and life and death are predetermined and have no control over them.
What else could Luo Chen do but agree to Luo Xiang's request. Luo Xi and Luo Yuan looked at each other with envy, but they knew that it was impossible for their two branches to move away.
Both lineages are not prosperous. The Luoqi lineage has only one heir. Among the entire Han Dynasty's high-level officials, there are very few people. All of them had children in their old age, as if their ancestors had taken away all their luck, so it was difficult for them to have offspring.
Luo Chen sent the last few people away and watched them disappear in the cold snow, leaving only a few horse hoof prints. He returned to the city to serve his father Luo Jin, but saw that his father's face was pale and something was wrong. Fear suddenly rose in his heart, and that thought flashed in his mind uncontrollably.
Luo Jin lay on the bed, waiting for Luo Chen to come back. When he saw Luo Chen, he said with deep disappointment: "A Chen, the Su King really didn't show up."
Luo Chen tightly grasped his father's dry and cold hand and cried, "Father, hold on."
Luo Jin shook his head and said, “All my elders and brothers are dead. When the news of your uncle’s passing came, I knew that there was nothing left in this world to cherish.
Besides, my father's broken body going north would only cause trouble to the younger generation. It is fortunate that he died in Zhaocheng and was buried in Zeguo.
These days, I have been thinking that moving north to Liaodong may be the most correct decision I have made in my life. That is where the family can survive forever.
You take the inheritance ring and prepare the necessary materials, and then go to Liaodong with the brave warrior. Liaodong is surrounded by mountains. You keep going north, looking for a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, a place suitable for building a city, and a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. Build a city there. It doesn't have to be too big, as long as it can accommodate 10,000 people, and then expand it slowly in the future.
Stay in Liaodong and don't move back to the Central Plains until the Suwang Patriarch returns. If there is any change in the world, you can send one or two of your sons to the Central Plains. This should protect the family. "
Both the father and the son never mentioned the prophecy of Hu Yunchangsheng. What Luo Jin said about the future was after the Luo family had overcome all the disasters. As for what would happen to the Luo family after the disasters, no one knew.
Luo Chen walked out of the room slowly and stood under the eaves, with his hands behind his back. In front of him was the snow-capped Zhaocheng, and in his ears were his father's last words, "I was born in Zhaocheng and inherited the throne as the eldest son. The emperor was gone, so my aunt crowned me. The world was in chaos. For decades, I lived in fear and trembling, without any achievements or accomplishments. Fortunately, I didn't miss any opportunities. But in my last years, I received tragic news. I'm seeking a way out for my people and hoping to get good advice a hundred or thousand years from now. That's all."
The Luo family has been passed down for more than 1,300 years and fifty generations. How many family heads like Luo Jin are there?
People live in this world for themselves, for their ancestors, and for future generations.
Since ancient times, the kings who have made achievements have been most afraid of the demise of their regime, which means that their entire life will be denied.
Luo Chen knew that the most important decision his father made in his life was to move the family to Liaodong, and this was how later generations evaluated his father.
Most people in the world like to talk nonsense and belittle the real. Those who talk a lot are gifted, while those who work hard are relegated to the dust. Luo Chen clenched his hands tightly, thinking about what will happen in the future.
The migration of a clan is a big event, which is different from exile. There are many complicated things to consider. The first thing is to dismiss all those who are unwilling to migrate. After all, Zhaocheng is not only home to the Luo clan. Without knowing the Luo clan's background, no normal person would be willing to go to that bitter cold place with ice and snow all over the sky.
A few months ago, Duke Zhao summoned everyone and announced the closure of Zhaocheng. Some time ago, all the branches of the Luo family gathered in Zhaocheng. It was said that dozens or even hundreds of people gathered in Luo Palace, and then all the branches left in a hurry with anxious looks. Today, the eldest son summoned everyone again, and an ominous premonition filled everyone's heart.
Luo Chen looked at everyone in the hall. Most of the people here had known the Luo family for a very long time. It was too much to describe them as old friends. It could be said that you are in me and I am in you, similar to the relationship between the Cao family and the Xiahou family.
He first bowed, and then said in a slightly sad voice: "My uncles, brothers, nephews, I have invited you here today to announce an important event.
A few months ago, my father closed Zhaocheng. After all the clans gathered together, the Luo clan observed the celestial phenomena and found that Zhaocheng would become a swamp. This was a sign that the Luo clan would decline. Divination showed that the Luo clan would rise again between the White Mountains and the Black Waters. My father decided to move the family north. All the direct descendants and heads of the branches would obey his orders. Within a few years, all the Luo clan would move away.
If there are any members of the clan who are willing to migrate with the Luo family, please leave your name card. The Luo family will not leave anyone out. If there are those who are unwilling to do so, the Luo family will let them do as they please.
Now that the Han Dynasty has fallen, even the descendants of King Xiang can be born now. Among you clansmen, those who have great ambitions can enter the other countries. The white mountains and black waters are extremely bitter and cold. This is the choice of the Luo family, but not yours. "
The Luo family moved north!
Migrate to the white mountains and black waters where the sky is covered with snow in the cold winter!
Luo Chen's words were like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's head. They felt dizzy and buzzing. In their decades of life, they had never seen a group of people exile themselves. The Yan State originated from the White Mountains and Black Waters. The ancestors of the Yan State fled 300,000 people, and less than 100,000 survived. After conquering Youzhou and Jibei, they immediately abandoned the place where the dragon rose and moved south with their entire clan. Now the Luo family was going to go.
How far are the Baishan and Heishui?
From Zhaocheng to the northern border, it is three thousand miles away. If you can't understand, this distance is equivalent to that from Zhaocheng to Lingnan.
"Young Master, why?!"
This matter is so unbelievable that it is completely incomprehensible. Even if Zhaocheng is going to turn into a swamp, why bother moving to Liaodong?
Any country in this world would gladly accept Luo Shi, and even dedicate land to him, just for his favor. Is it just because of the divination?
When did Luo begin to believe in hexagrams?
Everyone recalled the meeting to close Zhaocheng a few months ago. The high priest knocked on the staff and said that it was the will of King Su. Is this also the will of King Su now?
Luo Chen didn't expect that they could actually think of this. There was nothing worth hiding, so he nodded and said, "It is also because of the will of the Su King. The Su King passed down an oracle that it would be easier for the family to do it if they lived in Liaodong."
As expected, everyone suddenly realized that to the Luo family, King Su's words were the imperial decree, and they only needed to obey, even if it meant going through mountains of swords and seas of fire.
Then Luo Chen saw an old man prostrating himself on the ground. He kowtowed and said in a loud voice, "My Lord, I am willing to lead the main branch to join the Luo family and move to Liaodong together. As for the other branches, we will also explain it to them. But my Lord may be worrying too much. We have been following the great way in Zhaocheng for hundreds of years and we all regard the Su Wang as the God. Since there is an order, how can we avoid such difficulties and obstacles?"
Seeing that several more people were about to kowtow, Luo Chen immediately said in a hurry: "Please wait, everyone. Moving to Liaodong will cause great disasters. This is the enemy of the Luo family, and it has nothing to do with the other families. If the other families are destroyed because of this, the Luo family will be ashamed."
The old man laughed out loud upon hearing this and said, "My Lord, there is a saying in the "Records of the Grand Historian: The Family of Luo" - 'The royal family has been in existence for thousands of years, and we have died for justice. Today is the day. I am willing to follow you!'
My clan has been nurtured by the Luo family for two hundred and seventy years. It is time to repay the kindness.
The eldest son said that they were enemies of the Luo family. My great-grandfather was the legitimate son of the Luo family. Can I be considered a member of the Luo family?
I have heard that King Min of Qi said before he burned himself in the last years that he would not shed the blood of King Su and would not let down the prestige of Taigong. I feel the same way. If the Luo family really has a powerful enemy, I will change my surname to Luo today to protect the Luo family from disasters and calamities. I believe that my ancestors will not blame me.
I am willing to follow the Luo family to Liaodong, and regard the Luo family as my clan, father, and mother. I will be close to them, trust them, and share the same aspirations. I will not turn back even if I die."
After he finished speaking, he kowtowed heavily again. Dozens of people attended, knelt down like a tide, and kowtowed together. This scene was extremely shocking, and it struck Luo Chen's heart more than the sound of the bell in the Luo Palace.
With this knock, the romantic and pampered life is gone forever.
After this knock, the lives and deaths of the clan members were no longer in their hands.
After this kowtow, I don’t know if I can return to the Central Plains in this life, and I don’t know if I can see the ancestral tablets again and worship at their graves.
But they still chose to follow Luo without hesitation.
Because of the belief in King Sukjong, their parents had taught them to sing those sacred songs and learn those poems since they were young, and it has been deeply rooted in their hearts.
In order to repay the great kindness of the Luo family, he lived in Zhaocheng with a pure heart and ignored all the disturbances, which created such a state of mind.
Luo Chen's kneeling body was trembling slightly. He slowly fell down and prostrated himself in the palace. "I dare not refuse your wish!"
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A traveler passed by Zhao State and said with a sigh: "There are three kinds of people in Zhao State: the first is Su Wang Tian, the second is Luo Shi En, and the third is Jin Shou De. It is truly a country of gentlemen." - "Shi Shuo Xin Yu·Virtue"
(End of this chapter)
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