blue shirt oath

Chapter 1 The Wilderness
The north wind is raging, the grass breaks and the sand flies.

Winter is over, but the weather is not as warm as in previous years.

The sky not far away was still gloomy and gray, with wind and snow whistling non-stop.

The snow all over the sky soon covered the vast wasteland, covering the withered yellow and decay of the past.

In the wind and snow, a group of sparse figures that spread for more than a mile moved forward slowly, like black ants in the snow.

Days of trekking and suffering from hunger and cold exhausted everyone's last bit of strength, and gradually some people fell down.

Few, however, are stopped by someone else's fall.

Everyone walked forward tiredly and like walking dead, not knowing how far ahead, nor how long they could hold on.

Perhaps, the next one to fall is himself.

Song Guichen was wrapped in an ill-fitting silver-red cloak, with his thin lips tightly pressed, he followed the crowd without saying a word.

Beside her, followed by a slightly taller man with a short padded jacket, also biting his lower lip firmly, with a black iron pan on his back, walking forward step by step.

After an unknown amount of time, the man beside him said, "Cross the mountain in front and you will be at the boundary of Jiangnan Road."

Song Guichen ruthlessly despised the person who said this in his heart.

In this wild, snow-covered wilderness, endless mountains appeared in the white distance. Fortunately, he could say "turn over the mountain in front" so easily.

I am afraid that most of the people have already fallen down before reaching that mountain.

Let alone climb over that mountain.

However, the speaker didn't care about Song Guichen's contempt, and continued to imagine:

"I heard that Hangzhou is the first state in the southeast. It is 50 miles long and has [-] rooms. When I arrive in Hangzhou, I must first eat its [-] yuan meat pie and drink [-] jugs of good wine!"

Last year, Jingdong, Jingxi, Hebei, Shaanxi, Huainan and other places were plagued by locusts, and locusts covered the sky. Wherever they passed, there were no crops.

However, the court officials lied about the disaster and created a scene of peace, and even said the absurd theory that "locusts are not disasters".

Unaware of the truth, the emperor still levies taxes by force, making life difficult for the people and exiles everywhere.

These refugees around are all gathered from Kaifeng and other disaster-stricken places, and they want to go to Suzhou and Hangzhou and other places.

Hearing about Hangzhou, Song Guichen echoed in a rare way: "Indeed, Qiantang has 10 households, and its wealth is comparable to Kaifeng, the imperial capital. It is a rare and good place to live in seclusion."

The man gave her a strange look: "Hangzhou is rich, why is it a place to live in seclusion?"

"The so-called 'small hermits hide in the city, big hermits hide in the court', Hangzhou is rich and prosperous, and it is the first choice for seclusion."

"It's as if you've been to Hangzhou before." The man whispered, "She's just a little girl, so she's living in seclusion at a young age."

Song Guichen didn't answer, and walked forward against the wind without stopping, leaving several people behind, and slowly walked to the front of the team.

The man who was following her followed her footsteps without landing a single step.

"Hey, you haven't really been to Hangzhou, have you?"

"Hey, don't you have any relatives in Kaifeng?"

"Hey, how old are you this year? Have you ever read any books?"

"Hey, I said, it's going to be dark soon. We walked so fast and entered the mountain. It would not be a good thing if we encountered a beast."

"Shut up, you!" Song Guichen finally said, "If you have the strength, take care of it, eat half a piece of cake at night, and save me some rations."

As expected, the man remained silent, and followed Song Guichen obediently and sensiblely for half a step, without saying a word.

I just muttered in my heart, eating people with soft mouths and short hands.

Sure enough, she shouldn't have eaten that piece of meat pie in the first place.

However, thinking of meatloaf, he couldn't help but pull the iron pan on his back, looked at his thin and short companion walking in front, and swallowed hard.

The meatloaf she handled tastes so delicious!

When Song Guichen thought about how stupid he was a month ago and saved the man beside him who was nothing but beautiful, he became very angry.

I can't wait to chop off the hand that I stretched out to him at that time!

She still clearly remembered that although it was cold that day, the sun was rare.

After a day's driving, before the sun set, she found a corner where no one was around, and sat down comfortably.

Humming a song, boiled snow water to steam the dry noodle cakes, and took out the jerky that had been hidden for a long time.

After deliberating over and over again, he broke the small piece of jerky in half, put one half back into the luggage, and tore the other half finely and sprinkled it on the bread.

Smelling the smell of meat and cakes, Song Guichen was about to take a bite when he suddenly heard a movement behind him.

Song Guichen looked back vigilantly, but saw a man with a pale face and lifeless eyes lying unrequitedly in the snow that had not yet melted. His pale face was reflected by the silver-red cloak Very handsome.

As a fleeing person, Song Guichen had seen too many scenes of starving to death on the side of the road. She might have extended a helping hand a few months ago, but she became numb afterward.

However, maybe it was the gorgeous cloak under him at that time that made her want to keep it for herself.

Or maybe it was his blank expression that touched a certain string deep in her heart.

By chance, she said to him: "I have a piece of meat pie here, for you, and the cloak under you, for me."

The man's eyes moved, but he didn't answer.

Song Guichen smiled and said, "Or, I can stay here and take the cloak after you die. Don't worry, I will dig a hole and set up a grave for you."

Before she finished speaking, the man sat up without saying a word, took off his cloak and threw it over, and lay down again with a blank expression on his face.

Song Guichen looked at the cloak in his hand, happily took off the padded jacket that was already as cold as iron, and covered the man, and put on the cloak neatly.

"Well, it's a bit long, but it's okay."

Song Guichen took out half a piece of dried meat and a piece of bread from his luggage, squatted down beside the man, and stuffed the dried meat and bread into his hands: "I can only help you so much , if there is a destiny, we will see you in Hangzhou."

On the way to escape from famine, no amount of gorgeous cloak can satisfy the hunger, but a piece of bread can save a life.

Song Guichen exchanged a piece of bread and half a piece of jerky for a cloak, which was already a bad deal.

It's just that she didn't expect that the next day, she would be entangled by him who was chasing him, and she wanted to follow her desperately, and even took the initiative to grab the iron pot that she never left her body and carried it on her back.

It stands to reason that the iron pot contained all of Song Guichen's rations. If it was in the past, she would never trust someone who had only seen both sides to carry it.

But it is really troublesome to wear a cloak and carry another pot, and yesterday the man threw the valuable cloak to himself without saying a word, which made Song Guichen less defensive against him.

A person who can even throw what he owns to others without hesitation, a person who has already made up his mind to die yesterday, will not be greedy for her things... right?

However, Song Guichen was wrong.

He is just greedy for her rations!
Song Guichen looked back at the silent man: "I said, that day you looked so hopeless and determined to die, I thought you would definitely throw away my meatloaf."

The man pursed his lips: "The hot pancake in his hand is so delicious, I couldn't help but take a sip..."

"Depend on!"

Song Guichen cursed secretly, just because of this, she added an extra oil bottle, and this month, she ate up the original two-month ration!

If she doesn't come to Hangzhou again, she will starve to death in the wilderness!

Song Guichen was angry in his heart, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace. He said viciously: "Du Qingshan! If you don't repay me well in the future, I won't spare you!"

The man behind looked up at her back, raised his heels to keep up with her speed with all his strength, and smiled silently.

"Okay, I will definitely repay you in the future."

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　　This new book was written after careful consideration. Compared with the first book, it took a lot of thought. I will work hard to write it!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)