The whole city was in mourning, and everyone who went in and out wore sackcloth and mourning clothes.
Emperor Qi dismissed him from office and stripped him of his title on the grounds of defeat in battle, so that he could not be buried with the rites of a duke or marquis.
But——
"'A city-wide funeral, a nation-wide mourning', that's all."
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face. His dress was no different from the people around him, and even his face showed the suffering common to the people in this long-war area. However, his eyes were extremely bright, and one could realize that this person was extraordinary the moment they looked into his eyes.
The person beside him bowed his head and agreed, "Master... what you said is very true."
The two people seem to be walking side by side, but if you look closely you can see that the person answering the question always lags behind silently by half a step - in a guarding posture.
He knew for sure that once the identities of the two were exposed, the people in the city would probably flock to him immediately. Even if he had the strength to defeat ten people at once, he would not be able to resist the people of the city.
The host patted him on the shoulder and said, "You don't have to be like this."
Xiong Jie once again responded in a deep voice, but he only changed from being on guard in public to being on alert in secret, with no intention of relaxing at all.
Seeing this, Chen Yu stopped trying to persuade him, but walked slowly to the riverside at the same pace as before.
It was already dark when the two entered the city, and now as they walked closer step by step, night had completely fallen.
There was a curfew in the Qi Dynasty, but now the country is in chaos and people are living in misery. Many people have no means of survival and have turned to banditry. The so-called law is nothing but empty words.
Besides, today is a very special day.
The river lanterns meander along the water flow into the distance. People on the river bank solemnly place the lanterns in their hands into the water, then clasp their hands in front of their chests and pray silently.
——Today is the Ghost Festival.
However, survival was extremely difficult under the years of war, and the people had to do their best to survive, let alone celebrate festivals.
But the scene at hand was not one for celebration.
…
On the day of the Ghost Festival, the gates of hell open wide.
If you place a bright lamp in the river, it is said that the souls that cannot find their way home will rest on the lamp and be led to the underworld.
But now, the thousands of bright lights on the river are all lit by one person.
The candlelight reflected in the water and illuminated the sky. If he could really lead the way to the underworld, then his journey would surely be smooth and bright.
"I have never seen such a person, nor did I think there would be such a person in the world."
The middle-aged man with an ordinary face, who seemed to be indistinguishable from the crowd, suddenly spoke.
The person next to him was stunned by the sudden words, as if he wanted to respond, but didn't know how to say it, so he was stuck with an embarrassed look on his face.
But it was obvious that the person who spoke did not care about these things. He continued, "As an official, I protect the people of one area; as a general, I ensure peace; as a minister, I die for my country and do not have two principles..."
He said this and sighed softly, "If we are friends, then we will be lifelong friends, right?"
As he spoke, he took the river lantern handed to him by the person beside him and put it into the water.
The lamp holder swirled on the water, causing the candle flame to flicker, and then it floated down along the water and gathered into the bright lights in the distance.
The middle-aged man watched the lights fade away, mumbling silently in his heart.
——[May you be safe and happy in the next life]
[No more suffering from separation and chaos, no more sorrow from war]
He was silent for so long that the people beside him couldn't help but whisper, "Lord?"
As if startled by the noise, the middle-aged man finally withdrew his gaze from the river.
He stood up and said, "Let's go."
——Even if he is an enemy, he is still the most respectable opponent in the world.
You have the talent to govern the world and the virtue to save lives, but...
Born in troubled times and under a foolish ruler.
[The sixth year of Anping, July.
General Xie Lu, who was stationed in Daicheng, was besieged by rebels.
Xie, taking advantage of the terrain, held his ground and refused to move out. Emperor Qi personally issued an imperial edict, ordering him to send troops quickly. General Xie submitted a petition, but the emperor ignored it and ordered him to take charge of suppressing the bandits within ten days. Anyone who disobeyed the order would be executed.
The emperor issued three imperial edicts urging him to leave the city, but General Xie was defeated and killed in the battle of Pinghuapo.
The emperor was furious, stripped him of his title and official position, and ordered that he should not be buried.
…
It was snowing in the middle of summer, and it seemed that God felt sorry for the injustice.
…
In September, the capital city was captured.
Emperor Qi Ai committed suicide by burning himself in Zhaohua Palace.
The palace maids heard the cries of the people in the palace and said, "If Lord Xie were still alive, why would it be like this! Why would it be like this!!"
A new dynasty was established and the country was named "Chang".
Taizu allowed the meritorious officials to be enshrined in the Taimiao, but moved the tomb of General Zhenwei of the previous dynasty to the imperial mausoleum.
Taizu said, "Xie Gong's contributions to the country and the people are evident to heaven and earth."
The whole world praises the new emperor’s courage.]
…
[Dachang has been established for more than 200 years. The world is peaceful and there is no war. The soldiers are tired and weak, and there are no good generals.
In the 15th year of Tianhong, the barbarians in the north moved southward, plundered several cities in ten days, and marched straight to the capital.
Emperor Tianhong hurriedly led his harem and children to flee southwards. On the way south, a mutiny occurred and the sixteenth son of the emperor accidentally fell off a cliff, his life or death unknown.]
…
…………
The little prince, who survived the fall off the cliff, looked at the scene in front of him with his eyes wide open in shock.
A young man in armor was frozen inside the thick layer of ice, his skin and hair were lifelike, as if he was in deep sleep.
Perhaps it was because his gaze was too noticeable, the young man in the ice layer's eyelids trembled and slowly opened.
——This, this... is this a living person? !
Chen Yin was so shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth.
Chu Lu thought this was outrageous.
The chances of an ice cube being revived after being frozen for more than 200 years in such a normal world without any special powers can be imagined. And if the revived memory is correct, it was summer when he "died" in this small world. How did he freeze? !
But no matter how outrageous it was, now that he was dragged back, what else could he do? Just stay.
-By the way, you also have to feed a little burden who you see when you wake up and who claims to have "amnesia".
...To be honest, this was not easy, because after Chu Lu came out of the cave halfway up the cliff, he found that there was a war outside.
No matter what the background of the world is, once it is involved in war, it becomes quite difficult to survive during it.
But this also has its advantages. It becomes much easier for the two illegal immigrants, one big and one small, to find identities.
…
…………
Chu Lu was very sure that he had left no descendants in this small world. After trying to correct this child who called him "Dad" shamelessly after more than two hundred years, he had no choice but to remain silent and let him go after failing to do so several times.
Chen Yin was relieved about this, because he knew that if he was left behind in this environment, he would definitely not survive.
He learned there how to make use of everything available around him.
If a title could make his situation a little better, Chen Yin didn't mind having another "father". Moreover, as early as the moment he fell off the cliff, he no longer had any extra expectations for this title.
look--
Blood is thicker than water, flesh and blood are connected...
——In the end, that’s all.
Since you are an illegal resident, the first problem you need to solve is of course identity proof.
If it were a peaceful and prosperous time, Chu Lu might have considered falsifying the information, but in this chaotic period, there is a simpler and safer way.
Jiangzhou, Anming Township.
Chu Lu took the photo he had found from the big brother lying on the ground and compared it with himself. He was quite disappointed to find that although their bodies were similar, there was a big difference in their appearances.
Can't use it.
He sighed, closed his big brother's eyes, straightened his clothes which were full of knife marks and in tatters, and dug a hole nearby to bury him.
The system was quite puzzled by the host's self-inflicted troublemaking behavior, and had reminded the host several times that if it helped, it could easily produce an identity certificate that was "indistinguishable from the real thing", so the host wouldn't have to go through so much trouble.
As expected, Chu Lu once again rejected the system's proposal.
After all, "fake is real" is not true. The system is powerful in the technological world, but in this small world, its ability is quite limited.
If it was just him, it wouldn't matter, but the identity of this kid this time...
Chu Lu sighed: [It is better to be cautious.]
The system sensed the host's thoughts, but was still confused: [What happened to that little ghost?]
Chu Lu hesitated for a moment, then thought it would be okay to ask the system to help confirm it. [Although it's just my guess, you can try... to trace his relatives.]
…
After a dozen seconds, the system started to curse.
Chu Lu: […]
Well, he knew the answer.
The system has become much more stable since it had a "career". Chu Lu hasn't encountered it being so irritable in a long time, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while.
But it was only a moment, and he quickly found the mute option and skillfully blocked it with one click.
system:[! ! ! ]
——The host has changed! Changed!!
I actually muted it for someone else!
The system is skilled in diverting hatred.
——It decided to be irreconcilable with that brat in this world!
Finding an "identity" is a meticulous job, and a large part of luck is involved. Chu Lu had been prepared for a long battle, but he unexpectedly had good luck and found what he wanted within a few days.
When I went back, I saw a little kid sitting upright at the door.
He is obviously just a child of six or seven years old, but when his face is expressionless, he looks a little gloomy.
Chu Lu observed for a while and felt that this must be because he was too thin.
The system disagreed, and snorted: [Looks like a tiger or a wolf! Just like his great grandfather, you can tell at first glance that he is not a good person.]
Chu Lu: […]
His system always points many skill points in strange places that he doesn't even know about.
And the question of whether or not a person is good...
After all, Chen Yu is the son of destiny who will end a chaotic world. It is too narrow-minded to simply judge him in terms of good and evil.
To be honest, he is a murderer in this world.
Facing the little kid who claimed that he couldn't even remember his own name, Chu Lu softened his expression: [He's still just a kid.]
system:[! ! ! ]
Is it reasonable to be young?!
——What a vixen with the appearance of a tiger and a wolf!
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