Chapter 291 No Regrets in This Life

Gu Dan looked at the old man who was truly dying, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He has a very good memory, which is getting better and better. He can remember everything he sees without making any mistakes.

If you know this old man, even if you have seen him in recent years or even in the past ten years, you will not forget him.

But looking at the old man's appearance, it was clear that he knew him.

This is strange.

There is someone who remembers him, but he can't remember the other person?

Gu Dan became interested. He walked down, came to the old man's side, and stared at his face carefully.

The old man's cheeks were covered with age spots and wrinkles, like a layer of dry bark, with almost no flesh and blood. Even the outline was difficult to recognize, let alone tell who it was from this face.

"Do you know me?"

Gu Dan asked with some curiosity.

It is no exaggeration to say that he lived a secluded life in the Xia Dynasty. Even when he was treating people, he did it secretly and without being seen. He truly did good deeds without leaving his name. Apart from adding some rural legends to the market, he hardly left any traces. How did the old man identify him?

"Yes, yes!"

The old man nodded repeatedly with great excitement. This small movement made the wrinkles on his cheeks surge like waves. When his lips opened and closed, not even a single tooth was exposed - they had all fallen out, and his mouth was completely bare except for his tongue.

Even though he tried hard to speak, his voice sounded extremely hoarse and weak.

His condition was very bad. To describe him as like a candle in the wind is somewhat inaccurate. It would be more appropriate to describe him as being in a precarious situation.

What supported this old man, whose head was buried in dirt, to come and see Xun Ke's sermon? Gu Dan quietly injected two green rays into his body, which was particularly precious to the old man's almost completely dried up body.

After the two green rays entered his body, the old man's face indeed looked a little rosier, and even his eyes, which were old and dim and almost shrunk to a point, widened slightly and had a little more brilliance.

"Who are you?"

Gu Dan seemed a little hesitant.

The old man was so old that it was hard to tell anything from his face, so old that his body had begun to shrink, and so old that even his voice was indistinguishable.

Even with Gu Dan's excellent memory, he couldn't find his figure in his memory.

Facts have proved that no matter how proficient Gu Dan is in the human body, no matter how exquisite his disguise skills are, or no matter how advanced his medical skills are, he seems quite powerless in the face of the ravages of time.

This is no longer a difference in strength, but a complete transformation from the inside out. There is not a single flaw at all, which makes people marvel at the horror of time.

"Daqi. Huangting, I have met you."

His body seemed to have regained some vitality, but the old man still spoke incoherently. Perhaps he had become accustomed to this way of expression and had not yet adapted to it. However, the brilliance in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest.

"You saved me, saved the people of Dayue, do you still remember?"

The old man excitedly stretched out his hand and held Gu Dan's hand.

There was no flesh and blood on the knuckles of that dry and thin palm, just like dry old bark, icy cold, almost without feeling the temperature.

But the old man's words and eyes were so passionate, like the most devout believer, bowing down to the gods.

Gu Dan fell into deep thought.

He has saved many people in his life, but most of them are unaware of it.

But there are probably very few people who can say that he saved the people of Dayue.

Daqi Imperial Court Gu Dan came back to his senses and thought of a person, a person who had been forgotten deep in his memory, or in other words, he had never thought of him again.

"Are you the Great Moon Messenger?"

Gu Dan asked in great surprise.

"Yes, yes!"

Messenger Dayue nodded, but tears burst out involuntarily, completely out of control.

The torrent of memories flows through my blurred eyes.

At that time, Dayue was already showing signs of defeat. Yuzhou and Yangzhou were completely lost. The troops of the four countries headed straight for Yuzhou, and behind Yuzhou was the imperial capital.

Emperor Kang Jing, who was already at the end of his rope, chose the most humiliating way. He sent envoys to cede territory and seek peace.

The unlucky guy who was sent there was him.

It's just that too many things happened at that time, so many that it was almost a mess.

Emperor Kang Jing was going to celebrate his birthday, then Lin Xiaoyi was secretly plotting against the entire Dayue royal family, and the White Lotus leader sneaked into the palace; and Gu Dan caught Qing Pingzi in the place where the White Lotus was passed down and learned the secret of the immortal way; then there was the flood in Yuzhou, the Yuan River burst its banks, and then Mo Qiu risked his life . One thing after another, all happened at almost the same time.

Compared with these major events, a mere Big Moon Messenger was naturally not worth mentioning, and was soon completely forgotten by Gu Dan. At that time, he had a lot of things to do, so how could he have the leisure to care about him? What's more, the two of them could only be considered to have met by chance, and they were not people on the same path at all. Gu Dan and him were not even familiar with each other, and it was just a coincidence that he saved his life.

“It’s you.”

Gu Dan remembered.

If it was the Great Moon Messenger, there would be nothing wrong in knowing him.

After all, this person had seen him beat Daqi with his own eyes, so it was no wonder that he still remembered him. However, he could no longer recognize the other person's original appearance.

"Xia Dynasty. Everyone in Xia Dynasty wants to thank you."

The Big Moon Messenger held his hand tightly. His shriveled body burst out with strength from nowhere, as if he was afraid that Gu Dan would disappear if he let go.

Although he was so thanked, Gu Dan didn't show much joy on his face. He just sighed softly and said, "I'm late."

If he could be promoted to Grandmaster earlier If he could know in advance that the Four-Nation Alliance had arrived in Yuzhou If he could get rid of the Dayue royal family first There are no ifs.

You can recall what has happened a thousand or ten thousand times until you come up with the optimal solution.

But at that time, everything was unknown and no one could predict what would happen in the future.

Gu Dan does not regard what he has done as achievements.

He just felt sorry.

I regret that one of my best friends is still sleeping, and I regret that I once extended a helping hand to another friend who never sought his help.

Time will prove some things, but when it proves them, everything is over.

“It’s not too late. It’s not too late”

The Dayue messenger shook his head repeatedly. He was crying and laughing, and seemed extremely excited.

An old man of this age shouldn't be so emotional, but he was completely unable to control himself.

When he went to Daqi, he was already prepared to be infamous for eternity.

Cede land for peace, cede land for peace!

The person who made this decision will bear the infamy for thousands of years, and so will the envoys who went to negotiate peace.

Regardless of success or failure, if this matter gets out, it will surely be infamous for eternity!

How could he not know that?

But since Emperor Kang Jing had already made the decision at that time, someone was destined to go.

That unlucky guy is him.

He had no way to retreat. His wife and children were in Yuzhou. If the war continued, the next to suffer would be his own family.

In the Daqi Imperial Court, he suffered unprecedented humiliation.

If the ridicule and humiliation of the emperor and his ministers in the court could still be tolerated, then being thrown directly into the stable by the eunuchs was a real shame and humiliation!

Any envoy of a country with a bit of backbone should draw his sword and commit suicide, or simply kill the eunuch, to prove his loyalty.

But he didn't.

He has important things to do.

Even if he had to cede Yuzhou and Yangzhou, he didn't want to bear the blame at all, but Dayue had more than two states, and there were countless people and his family behind them.

Death is a relief, but what about life? So he lived in the stable like an animal.

For five whole days, he and his horse went to grab beans and drinking water. He almost became a walking corpse. Even he himself could not tell what force was supporting him.

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I even had the idea of ​​dying in a daze, without having to carry the heavy weight of a mountain.

This should have been a complete tragedy.

But a miracle finally happened.

The name of that miracle, to him, was Gu Dan.

He remembered that day deeply! His wife, children, and his family had died in the flood in Yuzhou. When he returned to Dayue, or to the Xia Dynasty, he was alone.

But he held on and refused to die.

He had endured such humiliation and tragedy, and he wanted to witness with his own eyes the country becoming strong and secure, so that no outsider would dare to bully it anymore.

No matter whether this country is called Dayue or Xia Dynasty, this old man from the previous era never closes his eyes.

He was like a wandering ghost. Even if no one remembered him and even forgot his previous sufferings, he would always keep them in mind.

Sixty years later, when he saw Gu Dan again, he could no longer control his emotions, nor did he need to.

After all, the person in front of him was the one who saved him from the most embarrassing and miserable situation.

Gu Dan patted the back of his hand gently. There was no need for too many words between two people from the last era who met here.

Gu Dan was just a little surprised. What kind of power was still supporting this old man, supporting him to refuse to close his eyes and to be carried over even if he had to be carried by others?

Having aged to this extent, he no longer has any "dignity" to speak of. Even eating is probably a big problem for him. Everything that belongs to an old man in the world can be found in him, and there is even a faint smell of stench.

Most people are no longer in control of their own lives when they get old.

But his clothes were clean, not sloppy, and there was no trace of death in his eyes. Gu Dan could see the desire for life in him, a desire that even far exceeded that of Wang Mang and others.

The willpower to survive is fully reflected in this Big Moon Messenger.

"Xun Ke, I know. I wanted to come and see him and ask him to thank me on my behalf. I never thought I would run into you!"

The Great Moon Envoy sensed the vitality in his body and finally spoke more fluently. "I have never thanked you in person before, and I have always regretted it."

He held Gu Dan's hand, and although he looked several decades older than Gu Dan, he used genuine honorifics, which made the two servants behind him look surprised.

"I found that many masters have left, and I thought you left too. After all, you are stronger than them, much stronger. I never thought that I would be able to see you again before I die! I have no regrets in this life!"

The Dayue messenger laughed out loud, looking extremely happy.

Because of his own experience, he paid special attention to the Grandmaster's movements.

In the Xia Dynasty, as is well known, Wang Mang always treated the Grand Master like a beast of burden, and was not polite to him at all. Who could have said that there was really someone stronger than the Grand Master in the Xia Dynasty?

Therefore, it was not difficult to find out the movements of the Grand Master in the Xia Dynasty.

But more than thirty years ago, many masters suddenly disappeared without a trace.

However, Qin Lisheng and Xun Ke were still active in the Xia Dynasty. One was a giant of Mohism and the other was a leader of Confucianism, which was enough to attract the attention of most ordinary people. As for the other masters, they were not so approachable anyway, so they just disappeared.

Anyway, if we go back a few dozen or hundreds of years, that is the true style of the master, and it is not normal here in the Xia Dynasty.

But the Dayue envoy was experienced after all, and after combining various news from surrounding countries, he was able to confirm one thing.

That means most of the masters have left.

There are only a handful of people who can be sure to stay. Apart from the outliers like Xun Ke and Qin Lisheng, they are all old masters who are about to die.

Although he didn't know what happened exactly, he could sense a slight ripple in it. He could only feel regret in his heart, fearing that he would never get the chance to say thank you again.

Fortunately, God rewards those who work hard.

Before he was about to step into the grave, he thought that since he couldn't find the real person, coming to thank Xun Ke for conveying the message on his behalf might be an option. Surprisingly, he met Gu Dan here!

Isn’t this a blessing?

Only by thanking someone in person can you express your feelings and gratitude! "I am just an ordinary person."

Gu Dan smiled and helped him to the seat that the official had just brought over. "Since you are here, take a look at the new world."

"well."

The old man nodded repeatedly, smiling.

He had waited all his life, lived all his life, wasn't it just to see this prosperous world? Even if it was just to see it one more time, he was reluctant to die.

On the podium, Xun Ke was still there.

While the two of them were talking, Xun Ke had already said everything he wanted to say.

There was not only Xun Ke standing on the podium at this time, there was also a young man who looked to be around 20 years old, wearing a short brown shirt woven from coarse linen, with dark skin and a resolute face.

At first glance, he looks more like a Mohist than a Confucian.

But when he faced Xun Ke, he was very respectful and did not have the attitude of a Mohist looking down on Confucian scholars. Instead, he said very politely: "Greetings, Mr. Xun. My name is Shang. I come from a humble background. I am very happy to have the honor of learning from you."

In this era, it is extremely rare to have a single-character name without a surname. Unless one is an orphan or has committed a heinous crime and has had his surname removed, it would be shameful to have a single-character name.

Moreover, the word "business" is not popular in this era, at least not on the surface.

But when he spoke his own name, he was serious and without any hesitation.

"Please go ahead."

Xun Ke said.

"Since you want to promote etiquette and law, why do you put etiquette first and law second?"

Shang said without any ambiguity: "Ritual is a tool, which can be discarded at will; law is majesty, which cannot be offended. How can ritual be above law? How can we use tools to measure rules?

I really can't figure it out, please help me, Mr. Xun."

(End of this chapter)