My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 47: Panic and panic, right and wrong are decided by others
The sky is getting bright, the sun has climbed over the clouds and then set. Three days have passed in the dilapidated yard. Su Chen is sitting by the door, carving a wooden sign with a dagger in his hand, and outlines the shallow outlines one stroke at a time. of carvings.

His father, Su Congfang, had never done any menial work. He just sat under the eaves and was lost in thought all day long.

The sister-in-law was still in a low mood, but she and Chunmei were still busy cleaning up the debris. The second brother, who always wanted to save face, shamelessly went to a distant village and borrowed a hatchet to chop a bundle of firewood back to light a fire.

On this day, a quarrel broke out in the yard. Her mother Xiao Wei asked her second daughter-in-law Hua Hongzhen to help her husband get some firewood. After all, Su Lie only had one hand and it was not convenient for him to do things.

Mostly without the fine clothes and food, and without the maids and servants to wait on her, Hua Hongzhen packed a few clothes and was about to go out. She shouted that she wanted to go back to her parents' home, but was then slapped to the ground by Su Lie.

"When your family was prosperous, why didn't you clamor to go back? Now that your family is in decline, you just want to go back to your parents' family. You go back and see if your parents' family is willing to let you go back!"

Hua Hongzhen sat on the cold ground, covering her face and crying.

"Second brother, stop fighting. It's human nature for second sister-in-law to think so. I'll go collect firewood with you."

There is a lot of firewood to burn in winter, otherwise a home that lacks even bedding would not be able to survive the night.Su Chen said as he put down the dagger and wooden sign in his hand, and stood up holding on to the door frame. Shisan quickly came over to help: "Third Young Master, you can't move, and you haven't done any of these rough jobs, so you should go as a kid."

"If I don't move, I will really become a useless person. You should pay more attention at home. What if an enemy from the past comes to seek revenge? You and my second brother can also resist it."

Su Chen patted his shoulder, gritted his teeth and stepped forward. He took the hatchet from the second brother's hand and said with a smile: "Second brother, you should stay at home with your second sister-in-law. Women need to be coaxed."

"Then be careful, the snow is slippery in the forest, be careful of falling." Su Lie followed to the door and warned.

Su Chen smiled, held the hatchet and stepped on the muddy road, walking towards the nearest forest. Although it was laborious to chop wood with the knife, it was not too difficult.

After I bundled the firewood and came out of the forest, I almost reached the door of my house. In the distance, I saw a figure on horseback galloping towards me.

"Wait up front!"

A crisp voice sounded from the galloping horse. Su Chen pursed his lips, glanced at it, and turned his face away. The sound of horse hooves came closer. Fang Xuejun stopped his horse and asked, "Excuse me, please. Is there a new family moving nearby?"

She looked carefully at the figure in coarse cloth in front of her, and the more familiar she became, she quickly turned over and dismounted: "Su Chen?" When she saw the profile, the woman's face suddenly showed joy.

"It's really you!"

"Go away!" Su Chen's eyes were cold, and he walked towards the door with firewood on his back. Fang Xuejun was stunned for a moment, but he still followed, a little at a loss. "What's wrong with you? I...I didn't offend you."

"Come here at this time and watch my jokes?"

Su Chen entered the yard, threw the firewood on his back to the ground, walked to the door of the central hall and sat down again, picked up the dagger on the ground and continued carving wooden plaques.Su Congfang and Xiao Wei under the eaves quickly came over to greet Fang Xuejun, who even glared at his son.

"Xuejun is coming here at this time, why are you watching my family's jokes?"

"Hmph." Su Chen raised his eyes slightly and continued to carve in his hands, "You chose this marriage, and I didn't accept it. Besides, we are no longer in the Hou Mansion, so this marriage won't count. I have always I don’t like careless women, do you understand?”

"Changsheng, what are you talking about?!" Su Congfang roared.

The sister-in-law Su Huan on the side frowned slightly but said nothing.The second brother Su Lie didn't speak either. He knew Su Chen and it was impossible for him to say these words.

"Isn't that obvious enough?"

Su Chen raised his face and looked at the woman in the courtyard: "I don't like her. Where did you, Fang Xuejun, come from? Go back to where you are."

Over there, Fang Xuejun bit her lip and looked at the figure sitting on the ground carving wooden plaques. Her eye circles gradually turned red. She raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, sniffed, smiled suddenly at Su Congfang and Xiao Wei, and turned around. He walked out of the courtyard, got on his horse, and galloped away.

"Longevity!"

"Chen'er?!"

The old couple was quite puzzled by their son's abnormality. Su Chen lowered his head and blew countless sawdust towards the polished handwriting.

"At this time, she came to our house alone. She is not sensible. But I can't be ignorant. I don't know what the future will be like, so don't drag down a good girl."

After speaking, Su Chen stopped talking and picked up a wooden sign without writing and continued to carve it.

However, only half an hour later, the sound of horse hooves and the sound of chariot shafts were heard from the courtyard gate again. Su Chen turned his gaze away, and Su Congfang and his wife also walked out of the courtyard.

Fang Xuejun changed into an ordinary dress, and all the weapons she carried were tied to the horse. She greeted the porter who drove the cart, and moved the furniture from several donkey carts into the yard one by one. She also asked the two A craftsman climbed up the roof to repair the hole.

"this is for you."

The woman held a box, and inside was an awl commonly used by carpenters, "This is useful for carving things."

Su Chen looked at her blankly. The woman squatted down next to her with her arms around her skirt. She supported her chin with her hands and smiled sweetly. "You continue to carve. I will watch from the side and won't disturb you."

"Well." Su Chen turned his eyes away, took the awl from the woman's hand, and smoothly carved out the writing on the wooden sign. Fang Xuejun was beside him, twisting his cuffs with his fingers: "My family and I We had a falling out and can’t go home, please don’t say that to me again, okay?”

"Then you will suffer if you follow me from now on."

"Not afraid."

As if by magic, Fang Xuejun had a pair of clay figurines in her hands, which were the ones given to her by Su Chen that day, "You have forgotten, the little girl is not afraid of the sky or the earth."

She had a lively temperament. After knowing that Su Chen was willing to let her stay, she immediately returned to her former self. She directed a group of porters to move furniture, jumped up on the roof, and monitored whether the craftsmen were lazy. She screamed in the courtyard. The dull atmosphere became much more lively.

Soon, the family gathered around the newly bought round table for dinner. The old woman also called Shisan and Chunmei to sit together. Fang Xuejun also sat beside Su Chen and kept picking up food for Xiao Wei. The happy old woman The woman couldn't close her mouth.

After lunch, Fang Xuejun and his sister-in-law Su Huan were talking in the house. The second brother broke the chopped firewood again and put it in the shed. Su Congfang was still in a daze under the eaves. At Su Chen's feet, I also piled up a few signs, flattened the wooden sticks, made a simple base, and inserted them one by one.

Boom!
Boom!
At this time, there was a rapid knock on the courtyard door. Su Lie put down his hatchet and opened the door. An old farmer stood outside, stammering and pointing into the distance.

"There is... there is a person... he wants to find you..."

Su Lie looked back at his home, and then followed the farmer out. Not long after, Su Lie walked quickly and saw him running into the yard with a person on his back.

"Third brother, come quickly, it's Guard Zhu."

The family members rushed out one after another. Seeing the miserable figure on the back, Su Huan covered her mouth and her eyes turned red.

Su Chen hurriedly stood up and went over, helped the second brother off his back, slowly put him on the ground, and shouted to the family members who came out after hearing the news: "Go and boil water quickly. Is there any medicine at home?!"

Fang Xuejun returned to the house and was rummaging through his luggage in a hurry when the figure on the ground suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Su Chen's wrist. Zhu Gongdao's face turned blue, his slightly closed eyes opened, and he saw Su Chen in front of him. The chapped and white lips trembled slightly: "Third Young Master...I...I...failed to protect...the Crown Prince...I let you down..."

"No...I'm not disappointed." Su Chen held his hand, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "You tried your best, it's only me who disappoints you...I'm a great knight, let you do these things..."

"The medicine is here, the medicine is here!" Fang Xuejun rushed out holding a small porcelain bottle and shook out a few apricot-yellow bean pills. "This is Feihua Pill. It can cure many external injuries and protect the five internal organs. Take it quickly." Got it."

The old woman brought a bowl of cold water over. Su Chen helped Zhu Gongdao sit up, and asked the woman to feed the pills into his mouth, and then gave him water. However, for a moment, Zhu Gongdao suddenly trembled and spit out the pills. Also spit out were many chewed grass roots and leaves.

"...Third Young Master, don't waste medicine. I'm humble...the injury is too serious and it has been delayed for too long...it can't be cured." Zhu Gongdao opened his eyes slightly, grabbed Su Chen's wrist, and used his strength: "Third, Young Master, the Crown Prince asked me to convey something... to you... He said... if I live, I will be a proton..."

"Do you regret coming here?" Su Chen clenched his cheeks, his voice was hoarse, and his throat felt sore.

Zhu Gongdao weakly squeezed out a smile and shook his head: "There is nothing to regret... It's just that in the future... I won't have the chance to be with you again... Look at your majesty... I really wish... I really wish... I could Seeing that Third Young Master, you can... turn the situation around... turn defeat into victory... kill the... emperor..."

"Okay, I will beat him to death." Su Chen squeezed out this voice.

"Thirteen!"

Zhu Gongdao looked at the sky, his eyes unblinking. Thirteen came over over there, and he had already burst into tears, "Don't talk, there is still hope."

"... Thirteen, understand what I have taught you... good brother... I will leave it to you, Third Young Master."

Zhu Gongdao, who was leaning in Su Chen's arms, looked at the sky, his eyes faded and slowly closed.

"Leave it to...you."

The last voice was also disconnected at this moment.

As the sun sets in the west, there is a cold wind again, mixed with snowflakes in the wind, running through the wilderness with whimpering. Ding'an City is much deserted than before, but there are still people walking through the streets in the city. Qin Zhuang rides to see off the commander of the Imperial City Imperial Guard. Fei Zhong left the city, and accompanying the army was a first-class master named Xu Changqing.

When they arrived outside the city, the fox-faced Qin Zhuang raised his hand and said, "Five hundred Yanshan cavalry and five hundred Forbidden Army soldiers are enough to stabilize public order, not to mention the Ding'an Army. Commander Fei and Brother Xu can go back and resume their duties."

"Then be careful. My deputy Han Tao is in charge of the Ding'an Army. If anything happens, call him for help."

The general named Fei Zhong gave a warning, then rode back to the army, took the song with him and went along the official road. Xu Changqing also waved his hand and said goodbye, "I will report the situation to the Grand Master, and then I will wait for Brother Qin's return in the capital. ." "Walk slowly!"

In the wind and snow, Qin Zhuang was hunting in his robes. He looked at the long dragon going away with a relaxed expression. He returned to the city and admired the snowy scenery in the city with his warriors. Passing by the sealed Su Mansion, he remembered that they didn't know how they were doing. Maybe they were hungry and cold. Got it.

Little lights were lit in the courtyard. Su Chen stood up from the grave and walked back to the courtyard silently. He continued to carve wooden signs. Waiting for the daylight to fade away and the night to settle, he whispered a few words to Shisan beside him. sentence, took out a few letters and gave him a token.

"Try not to let anyone find out."

……

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed, and the fish belly gradually turned white in the morning.

Su Chen didn't sleep all night. He raised his face and looked at the eastern sky. He patted the sawdust off his body, stretched his muscles, turned around and entered the main room, and pushed a made altar table to the center.

He walked back and picked up a spiritual statue from the ground and placed it on top one by one.The family members in the yard gradually got up, fetched water for washing, and lit the fire to cook. Everything was as usual.

The weather was still cold, but there were already white clouds in the sky. On such a clear day, a carriage and a few knights left the south gate and headed towards the suburbs.

Qin Zhuang opened the curtains and looked at the fields and mountains where the winter snow had melted away, with tender green buds blooming. He didn't want to go back to the capital and be sent around. Only here could he feel like he was living a life of one person and a bunch of ants. He holds it in his hand at all times.

There isn't much temperature to climb in the sun.

The rickety carriage stopped in front of a house in the wilderness. He looked away from the distant village, walked out of the carriage, and asked his warriors to knock on the door.

Chunmei opened the courtyard door and was pushed aside by a rough man. Qin Zhuang strode in with a hearty voice: "Master Suhou, how are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?!" Su Lie came out of another room, followed by his wife Hua Hongzhen.

Su Congfang, Xiao Wei, and Su Huan also came out of the room. When they saw the visitor, their expressions changed slightly. Fang Xuejun showed a vigilant look. The person at the door gave him the feeling of a ferocious tiger.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, you are no longer the Marquis, it's your turn to worship me. I am the captain of the fourth rank of your majesty's bodyguard."

Qin Zhuang enjoys this feeling very much, especially in front of the former powerful people. Seeing their depressed and panic-stricken faces gives him a great sense of satisfaction.

"Kneel down!" The four rough men shouted in unison, holding the sabers on their waists.

This loud shout made Hua Hongzhen kneel on the ground in fright. Su Lie angrily pulled her up. The woman was already paralyzed and did not dare to get up.

Su Congfang pursed her lips, gritted her teeth, and straightened her legs, refusing to kneel. The wife on the side held his hand, and the two old men stood under the eaves, staring at each other without fear.

The four men took a step forward. Fang Xuejun returned to the house, carrying four knives on his back and four knives hanging on his waist. He rushed outside and stood in front of the two old men. He also yelled: "Who dares to come up!"

Thirteen also drew his sword and stood in the courtyard.

"Hahaha... I didn't expect that when my family fell into decline, there would still be people accompanying me, all loyal people..." Qin Zhuang smiled and clapped his hands, but a cold light flashed in his eyes as he walked towards the old couple under the eaves. His words were suddenly interrupted.

There was a sound coming from the main room. He turned his head and looked over. He saw a figure placing something densely on the altar table.

Green smoke curled up, and the long incense was raised above his head. Su Chen knelt on the ground. He looked at the names carved on the statues above and said this.

"The greatness of the world and the vastness of China are all based on people, and everyone in the world has their origin..."

Hearing the voice, Qin Zhuang laughed contemptuously and walked towards the main room. Shisan wanted to stop him, but he opened it casually, and his whole body flew under the eaves with a bang.

"Master Su, what are you doing in the house?"

"You dare to disturb him!" Fang Xuejun pulled out two slender blades and was stopped by four men.

Qin Zhuang didn't pay attention to the fight behind him. Then he stepped under the eaves, looked at the figure kneeling on the ground with his back to him, and walked to the door quite easily.

"I'm asking you, did you hear me?!"

His answer was still loud and clear.

"People in the world must not forget their origins and forget their ancestors. Our land of China is filled with outstanding people, deep roots and luxuriant leaves. The sages of the past dynasties were gifted and arrogant. Some recruited them and gathered them in China, or they left and scattered across the Nine Provinces..."

"You want to take the blame, don't you?" Qin Zhuang raised his hand.

Su Chen's voice continued:
"Everywhere in the sky and water has a ancestral origin. The descendants of China have inherited their ancestors, displayed their majesty for hundreds of generations, and set off to conquer the great heroes. Please gather the heroes and sages to praise the power of the Qin Emperor and conquer the fourteen seas. Praise the Han Dynasty for its military ambitions and strive for thousands of miles." Bian Zhilie praises the ancestors of the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty for their ability to achieve the first rule and the power of the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty..."

"Death!"

Qin Zhuang raised his claws with one hand, making a sound of wind and thunder, and grabbed the figure in front of him with a bang.

In the hall, Su Chen held incense and bowed down, his voice resounding.

"Future generations of descendants, Su Chen, swear here to open a temple and worship our Chinese ancestors forever!"

The wind howled and the wall shattered. A rough hand passed through the smoke and dust and pinched Qin Zhuang's wrist. He turned his head and looked.

The wall was still collapsing, and amidst the spread of smoke, a giant man stood tall, with big copper bell eyes, a beard like a steel needle, wearing iron armor, carrying a pair of halberds, and a ferocious face, staring like a ghost from the underworld. Looking at him.

……

Two quarters of an hour.

Birds flew through the dense forest in the mountains, and a fiery red horse ran on the school grounds, making a loud cry.

A group of Xiliang soldiers with leather armor around them got on their horses. Dong Zhuo stood with a sword in his hand and looked at the middle tent with wary eyes. The high-pitched war horses roared and the tent curtain was lifted.

A tall and mighty figure had a painted halberd hanging upside down in his hand. He stepped out of the tent with the vibration of armor leaves. Pebbles the size of his thumb were crushed in an instant. When the sun shone, he raised his face and looked at the writing on the flag.

"Xiliang... I haven't heard this name from a certain family for many years." The winter sunshine fell on his face, his eyebrows were like swords thrust into his forehead, and his eyes seemed to contain electric light, showing indescribable majesty.

The figure suddenly jumped up, crossed the sky, and landed firmly on the school grounds. He stretched out his hand to grab the galloping red horse, and turned over. Xichuan's red brocade and hundred-flowered robe was fluttering in the wind, and his voice was cold and flat.

"Dong Zhuo, I'll catch up with you later!"

As soon as he tightened the reins, the war horse under him seemed to have a telepathic connection in an instant, turned around, spread its hooves and rushed towards the camp gate. Two hundred Xiliang soldiers who were familiar with riding horses picked up their spears and followed closely behind.

Dong Zhuo jumped off the high platform, climbed onto his horse, and roared out.

"Xiliang Erlang, follow me on the expedition!"

……

In Ding'an City, there are many scoundrels in the streets and alleys, whistling and approaching the government office, and porters pushing goods gather near the city gate, drinking water and laughing.

A man named Chen Luoping led a group of knights up to the restaurant, climbed to the top, looked at the South City Gate, and breathed heavily.

Rebellion...

I'm a gangster, and I'm really promising.

Pedestrians were coming and going in the streets all around, which was lively and peaceful. Many people were still going in and out of the city gate. Farther east, villagers and idlers wrapped in yellow scarves one by one, took their own hoes, and gathered in streams from one village to another. .

……

There was a loud bang in the dilapidated courtyard.

The four warriors who were fighting with the woman heard the noise and turned around. Qin Zhuang's figure was shot out like a cannonball, turned around at high altitude, and landed firmly on the ground.

Green hair brushed between his handsome face. In the main room he was looking at, a tall man walked out with his head lowered. He pulled out his two halberds behind him and clashed with him, sparking a string of sparks.

Between the steel needle-like tiger beard, the thick lips were grinning, full of ferocious aura.

"I am Dianwei, and you shall suffer death!"

Golden Order, first-class tiger general.

(End of this chapter)