Late Tang

When Li Jing was dragged from the dungeon to the hall again, listening to the goatee Wang Tuiguan announcing that his "crime" was changed to exile to Yizhou for three thousand miles like a child's play.Li Jing was still biting half a straw in his mouth, and on his head was still wearing the Luosha headband that his mother Han Shi personally sewed for him.He raised his head halfway, looking sideways at the burning cloud in the sky.The blood-like fiery clouds fluttered sadly, and the verdict in the hall seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Once again, out of the corner of Li Jing's eyes, he saw the familiar figure among the few audiences in the hall. Wang Liang half shrank behind them, looking at him somewhat hiding.Seeing his gaze looking over, he immediately shrank his neck and turned away.

In the main courtyard of the Li family in Wangli Village, the Han family passed out as soon as she heard the news that Li Jing was going to be exiled to Yizhou, and it took her a long time to strangle her awake.In the dimly lit main room, the female members of the Li family sat on one side, and on the other side were Wang Tiejiang's family and Wang Liang's family who had become in-laws with the Li family.In addition, there were a dozen or so men of different ages sitting on the Hu chair next to them. They were all Li Jing's uncles and brothers.They had attended Li Yu's funeral less than two months ago, and they received news of Li Jing's accident in less than two months.

The person with the highest seniority in the room was a thin old man with a goatee and a face wrinkled like dry bark. In terms of seniority, he was Li Jing's uncle.He sat there with his gray head lowered, repeating a few words: "This Yizhou is thousands of miles away, and it will be difficult for the third boy to come back after this trip." What a crime, look at the crimes this family has committed over the years!"

Apart from the sound of sighs and weeping in the room, there is still the mixed smell of chopped green onion, ginger foam, dried dates, orange peel, dogwood, etc. that permeates the room.This is the tea made by the eldest daughter-in-law. It tastes strong but spicy.

"Isn't everything settled and all the land given away, why did things change again? Erlang, what's going on?" Han asked Wang Liang.

"Auntie, I don't know the specific nephew. But there are only three days, and Sanlang will be escorted to exile in Yizhou early in the morning after three days."

Yizhou is far away in Longyou, which is nominally the territory of the Tang Dynasty, but it was out of control of the Tang Dynasty as early as after the Anshi Rebellion.Later, it was once occupied by the Tubo people. It was not until more than 20 years ago that Zhang Yichao, a native of Shazhou, revolted and recovered Shazhou and Guazhou.Later, the Guiyi Festival gradually regained the land of the eleven prefectures in Longyou, and Nai prefecture was considered to be under the rule of the Tang Dynasty again.But in fact, Yizhou is still under the jurisdiction of the Guiyi Army of the Zhang family, and there is a gap between Tubo and Huihe in the surrounding area.If Li Jing was really exiled to that place, not to mention that he would not be able to return in this life, even whether he could survive there would be a big problem.

As the night deepened, everyone still couldn't come up with a good solution.Han seems to have aged ten years all of a sudden. She lost her husband in her early years and raised three sons by herself.But the two sons died one after another not long after they reached adulthood, and now she pinned all her hopes on the younger son, but unexpectedly, even this son could not be kept.Within two months, she was about to lose her two sons one after another, and this strong woman also passed away all of a sudden.

The wind was very strong at night, and there was a smell of dead grass in the wind. There was no moon in the sky, and there were no stars in the sky.Han Shi half leaned in front of the door and looked at the courtyard door, always imagining in her heart that her son would open that door and walk in the next moment.

The room was silent, and no one knew how to comfort the suffering Han family.

After a long time, Han said: "The old man is useless, and he can't think of a way to save Sanlang. But the Li family can't die, and the old man can't let the Li family lose their incense and lose their inheritance. Wan'er, come here."

"Mother." Wan'er stepped forward and stroked Han's arm.

"Wan'er, you have been in my Li family for nine years. Do you think Auntie and your third brother treated you well in the past?" Han said looking at Wan'er whose eyes were red and swollen from crying.

"Mother, you are Wan'er's biological mother, and the third brother is also Wan'er's biological brother. If possible, Wan'er would really like to be imprisoned in the town on behalf of the third brother."

Mrs. Han nodded, and said with a long sigh: "Mother is glad to have your words. You can go to town with your mother tomorrow."

In the dungeon of Chishan Town, because Li Jing had already been sentenced to exile for three thousand miles, and there were only two days left to execute, the cell boss deliberately took him to a separate cell.The straw spread inside should also be drier, and there are four cooking cakes, a small pot of turbid wine, and a plate of pork head meat for each meal.

"This is the last supper." At this point, Li Jing put everything down instead, sitting on the ground with the pig's head inside, eating pancakes and drinking wine, extremely calm and composed.This calmness made the jailer amazed, but although Li Jing was calm, he still felt a little bit unwilling.Although he hadn't been here for a long time, he couldn't easily forget the family affection that the Li family had for him.He didn't dare to think about what would happen to the Han family and other women after his accident.

He was still a little unwilling. When he came to this world, he also had many thoughts in his heart.I also want to do something in this late Tang Dynasty. Even if I can't be a prince or general, I want to start a family business for the Li family and protect the sky for them.

All to go, all to go!

Everything is like a dream, like a bubble.

It is more than three thousand miles to be exiled in Yizhou. From the coast of Shandong to the desert of Xinjiang, it may not be less than ten thousand miles.Walking over in shackles and chains along the way, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach it for a year or two.What's more, Wang Xianzhi and Huang Chao are about to rebel soon, and the place where they rebelled is on the way to Yizhou.From now on, there will be death but no life, and his fate can only be written here.

Bang, there was the sound of the cell door opening outside, and besides the familiar voice of the jailer, there seemed to be other people's footsteps.

"That's it, hurry up, an hour at most. I let you in at the risk, don't make it difficult for me then." It was still the familiar voice of the prison guard who delivered the food, as if talking to another person.

Bang, the jailer slammed back after finishing speaking, and then the cell door slammed shut again.

Li Jing raised his head, and by the dim light of the cell, he found that the person standing in front of him was actually Wan'er.

"Wan'er, why are you here?"

"Sanlang, Wan'er, A Niang's eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law came together, and the fourth and fifth sisters also came."

"Oh! I've made you worry about my affairs. Are they all right, Auntie?"

"Fortunately, A Niang knows that you are leaving tomorrow, so I specially made some food and wine to see you off."

Wan'er didn't say why the Han family didn't come in, it was Wan'er who came in.But at this time, Li Jing didn't want to but guessed these things. In any case, the ending has already been decided.Meeting now is just adding to the sadness.

Wan'er put down the basket in her hand, and took out some dishes and a small jar of wine from it.

"Brother, Wan'er will drink with you." Wan'er poured wine for both of them.

"Okay, why worry, only Du Kang."

The dishes were exquisite, including fish and meat, and the wine was also good, a thousand times more delicious than the dirty wine given by the jailer.It's just that the wine seemed a bit high today. Li Jing drank several bowls of the dirty wine before and was not drunk, but after only three or four bowls of this wine, he was already drunk.What's more terrible is that the blood started to flow from all over the body, and the person was on fire, and the guy in the short-nosed pants also became hot uncontrollably.

With red eyes and shortness of breath, Li Jing also felt something was wrong at this moment.

"Wan'er, what kind of wine is this?"

Suddenly dazed, he saw Wan'er straighten up suddenly, began to remove the cloak around her arms, and then untied the cloth belt of the skirt around her waist...

Under the dim oil lamp, it is so white, so white that it is a bit dazzling.

"Brother, that's Tiger Whip Wine from Uncle Blacksmith's house. Tonight, you don't need to say anything. Wan'ermeng Aniang, brother, two sisters-in-law and two sisters treat her like a family, and the kindness in her heart will never be forgotten. Wan'er is just a maidservant, and cannot help my brother out of this crisis. I can only leave a little bit of the Li family's incense inheritance for my brother."

"Keep the seed." Li Jing understood everything in his heart, he was the only male left in the Li family.For the Han family who valued the most bloodline inheritance, they also knew that it would be difficult for Li Jing to return from exile this time, so they hurriedly let Wan'er come to save the seed.He was also afraid that he would refuse, so he borrowed the heirloom tiger penis wine from Wang Tiejiang's house.

Li Jing's heart was in a mess, but Wan'er had already stripped off her clothes, knelt down in front of Li Jing, and began to relieve herself from being half-drunk but still struggling to resist the fierce urging.Under the bean light, the two somewhat malnourished mountain peaks of the somewhat thin Wan'er hung a few inches above his face.

The oil lamp was as dim as beans, but Wan'er's two red beans were as bright as rubies.