Chapter 846 Luo woman!
When the speeding carriage drove out of Tongguan, Luo Su climbed up to Qilinzhi and looked to the north at the surging Yellow River and to the south at the peaks of Qinling Mountains. He looked back at Chang'an, whose prosperity was still ringing in his ears, and the winding Mount Li, which was still towering.
"The road to Tongguan is surrounded by mountains and rivers."
Luo Su murmured softly, "This is a strategic pass, the most dangerous place in the world. Who will be there tomorrow?"
After Luo Su and others left Chang'an, all kinds of rumors about those things suddenly broke out everywhere.
The prince's palace maid was killed by Gusu Luo.
The crown prince was reprimanded by the emperor, and Prince of Jin Yang Guang might be made the crown prince.
The most shocking thing was naturally the appearance of Luo Xuanjing. She almost did not hide her identity. Her presence in the circle of noble ladies made everyone wonder who the noble lady of the Luo family outside of the Gusu Luo family was.
Luo Xuanjing and Luo Xuanye both had ribbons tied on their foreheads, which added a bit of suspicion.
After Yang Guang and Xiao communicated with each other, they became even more confused.
Mixing these rumors together, a most unbelievable answer emerged among the common people and the powerful circles.
That is, they are the direct descendants of the Luo family.
The direct descendant of the Luo family, who is rumored to be the reincarnation of a saint!
The prophecy said that the Luo clan would return south between the White Mountains and above the Black Water. This might be true. The Luo clan who migrated to the cold winter in the Far North did not become extinct, and their descendants are still alive in the world.
Now that these people are back, they have begun trying to contact the royal family and the powerful. It is obvious that they want to return to politics!
Yang Guang recalled his conversation with Mr. Su, his face full of regret. That person was most likely the son of the Luo family who had not appeared in the world for two hundred years.
This incident even alarmed Yang Jian and Dugu Jialuo, but there was no evidence after all. The rumors became more and more intense, but Luo Su and his group could not be found even after searching the entire Chang'an City.
Yang Jian directly issued an imperial decree, and countless messengers rushed to various states and counties, asking the local governors and county magistrates to pay attention to the whereabouts of Luo Su and others, and if they were found, they should report to Chang'an in time.
Most people are skeptical about Luo's appearance, and don't know where he is. Now everything is just a rumor.
What if this is another shocking scam?
The biggest flaw now is that no one has really seen the stigmata, especially the stigmata between Luo Su’s eyebrows which are not covered.
Originally, people in the market thought it was just a rumor, but Yang Jian's actions made people a little uncertain. This is the power of imperial power, which easily makes people think too much.
Luo Su and his two companions had originally planned to go directly south along the Han River and the Yangtze River, but in the end they chose to change their route and planned to go to Luoyang first and then go to the south of the Yangtze River.
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As soon as you enter Guandong, the atmosphere immediately becomes slightly different from that of Guanzhong.
The Sui Dynasty was a typical Guanzhong-centric dynasty, with the four corners of the world guarding Guanzhong.
The imperial city requires a large amount of resources to support it, which naturally siphons off resources from other states and counties.
In this era, the Guanzhong clans are the most powerful political force in the world. These people are lucky. They followed Murong Chui to attack the rise of Eastern Yan. They have relatives and old friends throughout the court and the country, and their power is great.
Kanto, as a political loser, ranked second.
Gao Zuo, a minister whom Yang Jian relied on, was from the Gao family of Bohai, the maternal clan of Murong Chui. During the Yuan Shao era, there was Gao Lan, one of the Four Pillars of Hebei, a typical famous family in Guandong, but people listed the Gao family of Bohai as one of the Gao families in Guanlong.
It can also be seen from here that Guanlong is not a simple regional group, but a marriage group based on the region, but mainly relying on blood ties.
Luo Su and his party crossed the ancient Xiaohan Road, passed through the old Hangu Pass which was becoming increasingly deserted due to the diversion of the Yellow River and the drop in water levels, then entered Heluo and headed straight to Luoyang.
The Eastern Capital of the Sui Dynasty, the holy city for people all over the world, the undisputed center of Guandong, and the only ancient imperial capital that can be compared with Chang'an.
For the Luo family, this place has a special meaning. Everything related to King Su is the holy place of the Luo family.
Luo Su looked at the Luoyang City in front of him and fell into silence.
Luoyang still has a lot of people. It is a major transportation hub with extensive connections, and it is impossible for it to be deserted in peacetime.
But this is definitely not the Luoyang that Luo Su and the other two had in mind.
It suffered from the same problems as the ancient Chang'an City. It had fallen into disrepair and was extremely dirty and messy. The waterways around the city had not been cleaned and a large amount of silt had accumulated.
Because the old Chang'an City was in decline, Yang Jian built a new Chang'an City next to the old Chang'an City. This city was called Daxing. It was neatly planned and had the atmosphere of an imperial city.
But in Luoyang, it was not renovated for various reasons, so what appeared before Luo Su and others was a dilapidated Luoyang city.
For the first time, Luo Su urged Luo Xuanye to go forward. After he got off the car, he touched the already quite old city wall, which was covered with mottled old traces and had some slippery moss under his feet. The stale smell of time wafted from it.
[Luo Su arrived at Luoyang City. After two hundred years of dust, the glorious Luoyang has faded into the sunset, but it is destined to shine again among the people of China. Let's wait quietly for that day.]
Luo Su could feel the trembling of the luck points, and when his hand touched the city wall, the foundation became a little thicker.
[Luck points +1000, current luck points 1432623. ]
Luo Xuanjing came forward and asked softly, "Grandfather, are we going into the city?"
Luo Su looked at the slightly noisy Luoyang City Gate, the people coming and going, and the mess in front of the city gate. He exhaled slightly, shook his head and said, "Let's go, let's go, come back later."
Luo Xuanjing and Luo Xuanye looked at each other, and Luo Xuanjing helped Luo Su get back into the carriage. Luo Su took one last look at Luo Yang with a hint of regret in his eyes.
The group headed east again. The straight road in Guandong was straight and wide, the land was flat, and the carriage was stable. Luo Xuanye asked softly, "Ancestor, will Luoyang continue to decline like this?"
Hearing Luo Xuanye's question, Luo Su replied: "No, Luoyang City will return to the lofty status it deserves in the future!"
At this moment, the image of Prince Jin Yang Guang suddenly flashed through his mind.
The Prince of Jin, Yang Guang, was different from Yang Jian. He liked achievements and relied on the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River. So it was highly likely that he would rebuild the city of Luoyang.
Perhaps even without the Luo family's intervention, Yang Guang would have renovated Luoyang.
Luo Su and others moved very quickly, and they walked without hesitation on roads that many travelers dared not to take.
Usually the spiritual soldiers would kill in the front, while Luo Su and others would drive the carriage past the corpses of the bandits.
As the day slowly turned to noon, Luo Xuanye was a sharpshooter with excellent eyesight. He saw wisps of smoke rising from afar. "Grandfather, there should be a small town ahead. There may be an inn. Do you want to have a proper meal?"
Luo Su nodded.
Luo Xuanye drove along the road created by the traffic, but the further he drove, the more he felt something was wrong. He looked down at the traces on both sides of the road and whispered, "Ancestor, it seems that a large group of people passed by, but the traces are a bit messy. It doesn't look like a regular army. It could be bandits who came down the mountain to rob."
Luo Su pointed forward, and Luo Xuanye understood. He drove forward, and more than 20 spiritual soldiers rode forward on horseback, wearing armor under their robes, and took out the bows and crossbows from behind the horses. Each of them had 20 arrows, lances on their backs, and sabers inserted across their sides. These spiritual soldiers overtook the carriage and went straight forward.
After walking for a while, they could vaguely hear shouts and cries, and Luo Xuanjing's eyes fixed.
The bandits guarding outside the town had no time to react when faced with the spiritual soldiers that descended from the sky. They were hit in the throat by the flying arrows and died instantly.
The spiritual soldiers nimbly jumped over the corpses, and the spiritual soldiers behind them extended their lances to pull the corpses on the ground to both sides, leaving a path for the carriage to enter.
Luo Xuanye drove the carriage and rushed in with a rumble. This was the intersection connecting the small town to the outside county. There was a wooden sign on it with the words "Liujia Town" written in large letters.
The town was filled with smoke and dust. Murder and arson were always linked together.
Usually after the initial frenzy, the bandits would gather the remaining townspeople together to extort money and rob women, rather than robbing directly, which was too inefficient.
Luo Su and his group drove through the street listening to the sound. On the road, there were some women's bodies lying naked, and it was obvious that they had been insulted before their death.
There was also a man who was killed directly in front of the door. His eyes were wide open without any life. His face was full of anger and fear. He died with his eyes open.
"Who?"
Luo Su and his companions did not hide their whereabouts at all, so they were soon discovered by the bandits. This group of bandits was quite powerful, with hundreds of people. At a time when the empire's rule was still relatively stable, bandits of this level were already quite strong.
The sudden appearance of Luo Su and others was like uninvited guests to these bandits.
The townspeople who were at the mercy of the slaughter thought that reinforcements had arrived, but they did not expect that there were only a few dozen people.
The bandit leader originally thought that it was the government soldiers who were surrounding him, but he didn't expect that it was a young master who was out. He immediately grinned. As a bandit, he was out of the political category. At that time, there was no difference between rich young masters and ordinary people in his eyes.
Luo Su lifted the curtain of the car and ordered Luo Xuanye expressionlessly: "Kill them all, no one can escape."
The moment he lifted the car curtain, everyone saw Luo Su and Luo Xuanjing in the car, and almost everyone held their breath.
I was shocked by the peerless beauty of Luo Su and Luo Xuanjing.
The robbers held their breath one by one. They had never seen a beauty like Luo Xuanjing before. The greed on their faces almost overflowed.
Luo Xuanye stood tall on the carriage and naturally saw all these gazes. He took off the hat on his head, held the big bow in his right hand, and untied the ribbon on his forehead with his left hand. The glittering holy mark fell into everyone's eyes.
His voice was as cold as an iceberg that had been there for tens of millions of years. He said in a cold voice, "The ancestor has ordered that all these bandits be killed!"
"Stigmata!"
"It's the stigmata!"
How could these ordinary people and bandits know what the Luo family is?
Two hundred years was enough time for all shared memories to be forgotten, but the stigmata was sacred, and anyone who saw it would know what it was.
So everyone screamed the word "stigma" in unison.
Those who had read the book were already kneeling on the ground, faces filled with shock. Most people were looking around in fear, wondering why information about the stigmata suddenly appeared in their minds.
"Su Wang!"
When the first person shouted out this sacred word, the townspeople, who were already on the verge of despair, suddenly felt as if they had hope. "Emperor Su Wang, save us from suffering!"
Faith always originates from suffering. If Luo Su and others can rescue these people today, they will be the most loyal believers of King Su and the Luo family for the rest of their lives.
The spiritual soldiers have already started their killing. They took off their outer robes, revealing their armor. They rode on the best war horses. Each of them had a combat power of 80. They were chasing and killing thousands of Turkic cavalry on the grassland, not to mention these mere bandits.
It was a one-sided massacre. With lances and sabers wielding, no one was a match for them. Those who tried to escape were shot to death by bows and arrows.
Things have changed, and now it is the turn of these robbers who just showed off their power to scream and beg for mercy.
The spiritual soldiers are the most elite and accurate killing machines. As long as the direct descendants of the Luo family do not order to stop, they will continue to kill without stopping.
These people only follow orders and have no emotions at all.
Not to mention these robbers, even babies in swaddling clothes, pregnant women, and elderly people would wield the butcher knife without hesitation.
The only thing I can say is that the most fortunate thing is that these people are in the hands of the Luo family.
These spiritual soldiers never stopped killing. Whenever their arrows ran out, a quiver of new arrows would be thrown out from their horses. With the Sumeru mustard seeds, just supplying these spiritual soldiers with arrows was equivalent to carrying an arsenal.
Under the shocked gazes of all the Liujia town residents and the desperate gazes of the bandits, the carriage stopped quietly in the middle of the field, and hundreds of bandits had been killed.
Listening to the screams that gradually subsided, dozens of spirit soldiers followed silently. The blood on their swords had not been wiped clean yet, and with the smell of blood, Luo Xuanjing looked back at the hundreds of corpses lying on the ground and said, "Ancestor, Guandong is much more chaotic than Guanzhong."
Luo Xuanye looked at the townspeople who were staring at him, and was about to speak when his gaze suddenly fell on a group of people. Although those people were hiding among the townspeople and their clothes were those of ordinary people, Luo Xuanye felt something was wrong at first glance because he sensed danger.
He is one of the best hunters of the Luo clan in Winter City. He can maneuver among wolves and wild beasts. His extreme sensitivity to danger and sharpness to the slightest movement are beyond the reach of many normal humans.
"Grandfather, among these people, there are not only townspeople, but also some extraordinary people."
Luo Su came out and said to the townspeople, "My fellow townspeople, I am Luo Su. Today I passed by the treasure land and saw bandits causing trouble, so I took action. Now these bandits have all been killed, and you can all leave now."
"My benefactor, you saved the lives of all of us in Liujia Town. Please allow me to repay you for this great kindness."
Luo Su waved his hand and said, "We are in a hurry to get going, so there is no need. Please leave now."
The townspeople looked at each other, and only left in twos and threes after Luo Xuanye urged them again. However, a few people who wanted to leave were stopped by the spiritual soldiers whose weapons were still dripping with blood.
There were five people in the group, and the leader was a middle-aged man who looked a bit shabby.
Luo Su looked him up and down. He was indeed very impressive. Seeing this man, just like when he saw Li Yuan before, he had a premonition, so he asked directly, "Who are you?"
The man clasped his fists and bowed respectfully, saying, "I am Li Jing, courtesy name Yaoshi, nice to meet you, Lord Luo."
"You are going to Chang'an?"
Li Jing was shocked. He was indeed going to Chang'an. Since his uncle passed away, his official career had been quite unsuccessful. Until now, there had been no progress at all. He wanted to go to Chang'an to seek a future.
"You have met the three of us today. I'm afraid this is the key to your advancement."
Luo Su's words were typical of those that hurt his heart. Today, Luo Su rescued Li Jing from the bandits, but because of this, he might put himself in an unfavorable situation.
If this happened during the Bang Zhou period, Li Jing should have committed suicide right now to prove that he would never put his benefactor in danger and that he would never leak the news.
Li Jing was terrified to the extreme. If Luo Su continued to say this, he would either die voluntarily or involuntarily to apologize for his crime.
Why does Luo Su only pay attention to Li Jing and not other townspeople?
Because other townspeople may never leave Liujia Town in their entire lives, by the time they spread the news, they would have no idea what time it was.
But Li Jing was different. He could spread the news to Chang'an very quickly. It was not that Luo Su did not allow people to spread the news. On the contrary, the news that Luo Su had returned to the south had to be spread, but it was a matter of time.
Li Jing bent down and said in a loud voice: "Lord Luo, crows know to repay their parents, lambs know to kneel down to suckle, animals are like this, let alone humans?
Today, Mr. Luo saved my life. How could I repay his kindness with evil and put him in an unfavorable situation?
I have heard that the Luo family takes it as their mission to revitalize the world and they value talents the most.
Although I am not good-looking now, I believe I have military strategy and courage, and I can benefit the country tomorrow. Will Lord Luo kill a brave man for this?"
Hearing this, Luo Su looked at him deeply. He was not the best in military strategy, he could only be said to be good, but he had no problem in judging people. The man in front of him had never lied, he was indeed a brave man.
Luo Xuanjing suddenly asked Li Jing some questions that were often discussed in military classes among the clans, which were about the explanations of Sun Wu and Huaiyin's Art of War.
Li Jing was stunned at first, and then he answered fluently with a sense of fantasy. There was a hint of spirituality in his words, which is the biggest difference between being a general and being a commander.
"You are indeed a brave man, with the ability to command an army and win."
Luo Su sat back in the carriage, and a voice came out, "Aye, give this warrior some money so that he won't have to travel so poorly to Chang'an.
Li Jing.
You are a talented person, so I will spare your life today.
But you must remember your promise.
No one in this world can deceive the Luo family. If one day I find out that you are using us as a stepping stone to advance, you will die.
Ah Ye, let's go!"
Luo Xuanye replied "yes", then threw the money from his waist to Li Jing, put on his hat and left. The spiritual soldiers had already shaken off the blood on their weapons and were still following the carriage from front to back.
Li Jing weighed the money in his hand, a little dazed. He was sweating all over, and the cool breeze of late autumn made him shiver.
Everything today seems like a dream.
He never expected to encounter robbers. Unless he became a bandit, he would always be on the verge of life and death. He never expected to meet a direct descendant of the Luo family who came out of Chang'an!
What kind of encounter is this?
This was exactly like the legendary story of "Marquis Huaiyin meeting the girl from Luo River", but it was a pity that I was a middle-aged man, not as young as the Marquis Huaiyin.
"Master, is that really the direct descendant of the Luo family?"
Even worse than Li Jing were the servants who followed him. It was still a little unbelievable until now.
Li Jing sighed deeply, "Can the holy scar be fake?
The world is really different now. The direct descendants of the Luo family have actually appeared. What will the world be like in the future?
Will it still look the same as it has for hundreds of years?
Today I met the direct descendants of the Luo family. They have been kind to me and they appreciate me. This is a connection, and there may be a chance to get in touch in the future.
That's Luo's.
Destined to become the most powerful family!"
The encounter between Luo Su and others and Li Jing was quite shocking for Li Jing.
But for Luo Su and others, this is not a big deal.
This is the difference in position. Although Luo Su praised Li Jing, it was just a polite remark.
With just one or two sentences of conversation, even Luo Su could not have known how outstanding Li Jing was, so Luo Su just planted the seeds according to the Luo family tradition.
The praise from Luo is an honor for many people.
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The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and shines on the surface of the swamp, making the water sparkle. However, this swamp is different from other swamps. There are trees everywhere, and low bushes are everywhere. The shadows of the trees sway in the water, giving a sense of beauty of death and nothingness.
Clusters of reeds swayed in the wind, making rustling sounds. It was already deep autumn, and the reeds were covered with withered, messy, and even broken stalks.
On the water surface, there was mud everywhere and some green objects that were either floating on the water or fell on the mud. They were green and lush, but without any sign of life.
More than two hundred years ago, this was the location of Zhaocheng!
The continuous heavy rain destroyed everything, and the city was submerged here. Only in the endless rainforest could one vaguely see a corner of the majestic city of the past.
It was a few ruins.
That is the only remaining proof of the past.
Luo Su and the other two stood outside the lake and looked inside. All three took off their hats. Luo Xuanjing and Luo Xuanye untied the straps and bowed respectfully towards Zhaocheng.
[Luo Su came to the ruins of Zhaocheng, which was once the most important place of culture and art in the world. Now, only sparse grass and winding water are left.
Sigh a song about how things have changed and how people have finally separated. Sons of the Luo family, do not sink in sorrow. Hold high the light, and Zhaocheng will eventually rise again. 】
[Luck points +1000, current luck points 1433623. ]
Luo Xuanjing said with a tearful voice: "Ancestor, that rain fell for several years, and then the entire Zhaocheng became like this. About half of the city was directly sunk into the mud and water, leaving only the relatively high walls and buildings, and some of them were exposed on the ground.
The dilapidated eaves and protruding walls we see are the remains of Zhaocheng in the past.”
To Luo Su, even these flying eaves were extremely unfamiliar. In fact, everything along the way was unfamiliar to him, even the city of Luoyang.
In his time, buildings were all built of earth, the only difference being the grandeur of the regulations, but the materials were naturally not as good as they are today.
But he can still empathize with those losses.
Because he had lost more, he was truly alone and could only think about the vastness of the world. So he liked the younger generations like Luo Xuanjing who spoke to him in a sweet voice, which made him feel like he was still a human being.
Luo Su put his big hand on Luo Xuanjing's trembling shoulder due to sobbing, and comforted him: "A Jing, don't worry, Zhao Cheng will come back, all this is temporary.
One day, when the time is ripe, Zhaocheng will surely rise from the swamp and bloom with endless brilliance again.
You just need to do your part for your generation."
Luo Xuanjing did not speak, but wiped away his tears silently, and bowed to Zhaocheng again. Luo Su saw that there were many poems written by poets beside the large lake of Zhaocheng, and the most common of them were probably about the ancient times of Zhaocheng.
There were no less than hundreds of poems he had seen. It seemed that poets liked to come here to write poems and mourn the glorious era of the past.
Just when Luo Su and his companions were reminiscing about Zhaocheng, another tourist came here. Although this place is a big swamp, it has not been deserted for many years. The old scenery of Zhaocheng seen from the gaps in the woods is enough to make people linger.
After coming to Luoyang and Zhaocheng, I gained a little bit of luck and fortune.
Although it was just a little bit, Luo Su was very satisfied. Things like luck and foundation are accumulated little by little and cannot be achieved overnight. This kind of increase in luck and foundation without any side effects, even if it is 100 or 200, is great.
Luo Su and the other two embarked on the last leg of their journey and headed for Jiangnan.
As they moved towards Guandong, the grassroots of the Sui Empire became increasingly chaotic. This chaos was not reflected in the seizure of Sui Empire's cities, but in the severe oppression that led to many people becoming bandits.
Luo Su had long concluded that the government of the Sui Empire was extremely powerful, with abundant money and food, and it was simply not something that ordinary people could resist in a short period of time.
Unless the Sui Empire allowed the people in the country to rebel, it would be a very simple matter to quell the rebellion in the country. Given the state of the Sui Empire, it would be impossible for a rebellion to succeed.
Luo Su explained to Luo Xuanjing and Luo Xuanye: "The only chance for those people who rose up in rebellion is to wait for the Sui Empire to be involved in a long-term foreign war, such as the war between Han and Xiongnu.
Both inside and outside cannot be at peace.
Even a powerful dynasty cannot afford to fight on two fronts, especially a civil war which would destroy production, lead to failure in the foreign war, loss of troops and generals, and then failure in the civil war as well. This is the only chance. "
Luo Xuanye listened very seriously. Every word of Old Ancestor Luo Su was very precious. He was destined to become a big shot in the future, so he naturally had to learn more now.
Luo Xuanjing also listened very seriously. Elder Lingjun said that in the coming era, the legitimate daughter of the Luo family might have to start participating in politics on a large scale.
This was decided long ago by the ancestor Su Wang. When a country called Sui emerged, the time was ripe.
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When Duke Wen of Luo came to the world, the goddess of Luo River issued an edict, selecting the capable women of Luo clan to make great achievements. All old customs were eliminated, and the Luo clan became magnificent, reformed, and established its rule. This was an unprecedented era! - "Luo clan grand view"
(End of this chapter)
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