Xinshun 1730

Chapter 54
When Chelikov opened the tent, the red sun rising in the east was a bit dazzling.

The sun will rise every day, no matter how much pain you suffered yesterday.he thought so.

An early-rising bee buzzed around him, habitually flicking his head to drive the bee away with his braids, but he didn't have the familiar pleasure of flicking his braids before.

Touching the messy bun on the top of his head, Chelikov made a reverent cross towards the direction of the rising sun.

On the river outside the camp, the expedition ship had already hoisted its sails, and several horses were roped, preparing for another day's journey.

Liu Yu in the distance brushed his teeth with a willow branch as usual.He only brushes his teeth and doesn't wash his face, because the oil on his face can protect his skin from chapping in the wind and sun.

Lie down by the water and rinsed his mouth, turned around and saw Chelikov who was alive.Liu Yu smiled at him, left without saying anything.

Jiaolao Butu followed behind Liu Yu, thinking about what happened last night, he frowned and said, "I thought this guy would definitely commit suicide."

"Damn it, can you look forward to it? I worked so hard, not to let you watch a hero's curtain call. His gun won't fire, and his braided neck hurts, can't he?" Liu Yu objected to Labutu's pooh sound.

"Isn't your lord afraid of his false surrender? Ma Shiyao, uncle of Wushan, also falsely surrendered Duoduo back then. If the letter hadn't been intercepted, Tongguan that day..."

"Come on. The reason why heroes are praised is because they are few. How can there be so many unyielding people? You can go to his tent in a while to see if he has drunk all the skin wine. If he has drunk all, it is I really don’t want to die. If I didn’t drink, maybe it’s a false surrender.”

"Another one, you don't understand the Raksha people. After pretending to surrender, anyway, it's not their way of thinking. A true saint is a holy fool who dies on the road to building a heaven on earth, even if his body is forgotten by people or killed by wild animals. Nibbling. This heaven on earth can be heaven on earth, or it can be something inexplicable, such as the motherland? Like something else, any strange purpose."

"Chelikov's first choice is to risk his life and try to escape. It is best to be bitten by a wild animal on the way, dying, making people cry, and sending the information back. The process is very important. The more dangerous and painful, the deeper the heart. Cool, the spirit will go to heaven first, but pretending to surrender and escape by taking the opportunity will make this cool feeling disappear, so I won’t consider it. The second choice is suicide. He didn’t choose these two options, and that is to live well.”

Jiaolao Butu nodded because he didn't understand, and walked towards Chelikov's tent, and came back after a while and said, "I've drank all the wine."

"That's it. I haven't died after drinking so much wine, and I won't die in the future. It's easy to commit suicide the first time, but it's much harder the second time. You can watch this man, I'm of great use. As long as The rest of the people are still alive, he was already dead in Rakshasa. Hun'er is dead, and he didn't commit suicide, so he really doesn't want to die."

"Your Excellency, are you trying to defraud the Raksha people's castle?"

"Hahahaha... You have listened too much to storytelling, right? How can it be so simple? But if you make more preparations, you will never go wrong. Our credit is not easy to get."

While speaking, a rider galloped towards the river in the distance, who was exactly the one Liu Yu had sent back.The two rushed over to meet them.

Looking at the sentence approved by the emperor, Liu Yu frowned.

"Come back so soon? Where is Your Majesty Luangjia now?" He was still thinking about the fate of the emperor who was abroad. It seemed that the emperor was not in the capital?

Is this going to the front line for micromanagement?

"My lord, when I went, I was already at Jilin Shipyard."

"Just this sentence?"

"Your Majesty didn't say anything more, but asked about Du Feng. He also sent a Taoist decree to Captain Du in Handuoli."

"what did you say?"

"Since ancient times, crimes have been punished regardless of their deeds. Are the border troops guilty of patrolling the border?"

Du Feng at the side heaved a long sigh of relief when he heard this, his face remained calm, thinking that Mr. Liu, you are so careful, but His Majesty has seen through it.Your Majesty is right.Since ancient times, the punishment of crimes has always been based on deeds regardless of heart.In terms of deeds, I didn't rob; in terms of heart, I also said that I was just here to patrol the border, thinking you were a smuggler.

But thinking about the "future" issue that Liu Yu said before, he hesitated again.

I could bet too little before, so I committed a crime.

But now, His Majesty the Emperor seemed to have pardoned his crimes, and he said that if he followed Liu Yu again, the bet would be high.

bet?
Or not to gamble?

Jiaolao Butu next to him also thought about these two sentences, tasted them for a long time, and asked in a low voice: "What does your majesty mean?"

He felt a little lost.

Following Liu Yu along the way, it can be seen that Liu Yu knows the Luocha people very well, if he really wants to do something big, maybe he can really do it.

If it is done, it is a great achievement.

Now that His Majesty replied such a sentence, it really made Jiaolaobutu elusive. Does this mean it is not allowed?
There is Yu Wang shrinking his hands behind him, waiting until there is no way to turn back.Isn't it just telling Mr. Liu not to be too greedy, enough is enough?

But this thing is like pushing Pai Gow with the brothers, what if the bet wins?

Liu Yu tilted his head to look at Du Feng, who was trying to keep his expression unchanged, and asked, "Are you overjoyed? It's okay, just laugh."

Du Feng knelt down on the ground at once, kowtowed three times towards the approximate position of the emperor in the southwest, and it took him a long time to stand up.

"Your Majesty is tolerant and kind. I will definitely..."

Liu Yu waved his hand to stop him halfway through his words of loyalty and ambition, and said, "Well, your majesty can't hear you talking here. Serving the country with loyalty and so on. See you later."

"Now that His Majesty has pardoned your sins, you are also freed. But you can't make decisions about our major affairs."

"Old Shu, take your people and walk slowly behind. When you reach the confluence of the river, find a small lake and fix the boat. Remember, no Rakshasa can escape. Xiao Du and I will go to Handuoli Acropolis .You also go back as soon as possible."

Jiaolaobutu was overjoyed, and tentatively asked: "What does your lord mean, is there a chance for this matter?"

"If Your Majesty really refuses to let me do it, how courageous do you think I am?"

Jiaolaobutu thought about it, and smiled: "That's it. Okay, my lord, let's go now. It's getting late, and the rainy season will come after a while."

Saying goodbye, Liu Yu and Du Feng picked out a few strong horses that were not worn down, took a dozen people with them, tied two birch bark boats to the horses, and walked along the river to Handuoli. Wei ran wildly.

The bumps on the horse's back are rhythmic and good for thinking.

Liu Yu thought about the emperor's words, and felt that the emperor's intentions could not be more clear.

Winning means that the emperor has insight and trust in the frontline soldiers.

If he loses, then Liu Yu will be punished for his big crime.

The ambiguity written by the emperor is an attitude in itself.If you really don't want Liu Yu to take risks, a clearly worded letter is enough, and Liu Yu can only go back honestly.

Right now, he can only tell his own thoughts, and win Du Feng's father to join the bet.

…………

In Handoli Acropolis, Mantou, who has lived here for more than half a year, is accepting a daily routine.

"Hey, when is my brother coming back?"

Du Ling asked ferociously, with the same attitude as yesterday, and his apricot-like eyes were full of dissatisfaction as every day.

"Whenever my son comes back, your brother will come back."

In the Duke's Mansion in the capital, none of the maids she came into contact with had such a fierce aura as Du Ling, and there were not many men and women here.

The smell of the little girl is really fresh.

The maids in the mansion looked like flowers planted in the garden, but this girl looked like wild chrysanthemums growing wantonly in the fields, with a strong smell of wild wheat after being exposed to the sun.

Mantou actually enjoys this kind of fierce questioning every day, even if the questions and answers are exactly the same every day.

"I've said it all, I'm a hostage. I'm here, are you still afraid that your brother won't come back?"

"Tch... what kind of hostage are you?"

Before the mantou had time to be dissatisfied with the words that came out of his mouth, Du Ling felt a little sorry in his heart.These words are a bit hurtful, but it seems that Mantou is a slave, how can he be a hostage?
Quietly raised his eyes to look at Mantou, and found that Mantou didn't care about the truth, but was also looking at her with a smile.The moment their eyes met, Du Ling hurriedly averted her eyes, and said dully, "That's not what I meant."

Mantou grinned and said: "Tell the truth. What's the matter? My son said it, and he kept resentment in his heart to find the right person. Is it angry with the person who tells the truth? Or angry with the person who caused the reality? I still can't tell the difference. .”

"Those of us who are slaves all worship King Pingping. When the Taizu invaded Beijing, people like us in the south of the Yangtze River said: The world is thin, the high and the low, why should we grow up as slaves? Now there is no world Slave, I will be a good man in the future with the young master."

"My son often said that in the Ming Dynasty there were lowly slaves, but now the new dynasty banned the lowly slaves, and they are not allowed to raise slaves. Who should we thank? What we should be grateful for is the thousands of Jiangnan who did not want to be slaves back then. The uprising of slave blood and successive sluts, not words of benevolence and righteousness, let alone... uh, anyway... Now that you understand who to be grateful for, you will naturally understand who to hate. You are just telling the truth, and it is not you who caused it I was sold when I was young."

After following Liu Yu for a long time, Mantou's thoughts are also very different from before.

King Ping Ping's uprising was defeated, and this "prostitution priest" who rebelled against the spiritual symbol, Dashun pushed the boat along and allowed those who had left their slave and low status to worship.

The spirit of the core is stripped, leaving only an empty shell, which has become an idol that does not hinder feudal rule, and is placed there.

But after all, the blood of slave miners in Jiangnan at the end of Ming Dynasty was not in vain. Even from the year of Hongwu to King Pingping at the end of Ming Dynasty, "harmless" became an empty shell. Still kept a few points.

What Mantou said was actually just to tell Du Ling that he is not a world slave, and that he has a chance to become a normal person.And my young master treats me well, maybe he will support me.

Like every real male animal, Mantou is just like a peacock showing its tail feathers and an elk showing its prongs.

And at this time, he just wanted to tell Du Ling obliquely that he was actually of the same kind rather than a lowly alien.

In a sense, male servants and females are reproductively isolated.

"This girl is very nice, different from the girls in the mansion. I really want to marry her."

Mantou had such an idea long ago, it was neither sudden nor accidental, but now it seems a bit out of reach, the difference in status is a bit big after all.

He is a servant, no matter how wild and gentle she is, she is still the daughter of a fifth-rank military officer.

Success or failure is another matter.No matter how thin the stag is, no matter how small the antlers are, it will try to take a turn in front of the stag when it blooms in spring.If you don't even have the guts, then you are really completely castrated spiritually.

Mantou knows that he is not a deer now, but a millet, or even a weaker roe, and maybe he will have a chance to become a deer in the future.

Do you want to take this opportunity and tell the young master to let him support me and earn a career in the army?

Big deal, take a gamble with your life!
Just as he was about to flirt with Du Ling again, a dog barked outside, and the two of them could still be heard talking.

"This is your home? Is it okay?"

"Yes, my lord, this is a humble house. My father should not be at home, but he will be back soon. News in the village always spreads quickly."

(End of this chapter)