Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1105 Choice
On the high platform, Ying Baoyue stood up with her kite in her arms. Li Ji's last drumming blow just passed by her ear, and the wind that vibrated the air with the true essence lifted the broken hair around her ear.

The people in the audience stared blankly at this scene, and Ji Ange was also watching this scene and couldn't hide her emotion. The corners of her eyes were also a little moist, but what surprised her even more was her brother's reaction.

"Big brother..."

Ji Ange held her brother's hand and stared blankly at the tears on his face. It was the first time she saw such a violent emotional fluctuation in her usually steady brother.

After listening to that piece of music, her heart was also surging at this time, but Ji Qingyuan's feelings were a little different, as if something deep had been touched.

"It's nothing." Ji Qingyuan raised his hand and roughly wiped away the tears, with a lonely smile on the corner of his mouth, "I just remembered a war I experienced when I was a child."

"War?" Ji Ange was taken aback, "War with Xirong?"

She remembered that the biggest enemy of the Six Kingdoms was only Xirong, but most of the battles with Xirong were the affairs of those northern countries, how could her brother experience it?

Oh, by the way, could it be what happened when the elder brother followed that elder sister to the Great Wall of Eternal Night?
Ji Qingyuan was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked down at the ignorant Ji Ange, "I forgot, you were not born at that time."

"I'm talking about the battle between Qin and Chu," Ji Qingyuan said, "I was only three or four years old at that time, and you were not born yet."

"The battle between Qin and Chu?" Ji Ange asked puzzled, "The former Qin was so weak, how could it still fight against Southern Chu?"

"That's the current Qin," Ji Qingyuan said with a wry smile, "Even if it was only ten years ago, the Qin army was known as the master of tigers and wolves."

And 20 years ago, the Qin army led by Emperor Ying and Da Siming, who were in their prime, was invincible.

"Then... that war, did we lose?" Even though he didn't like to read history books, Ji Ange knew that Southern Chu was a vassal state of Qin.

"We lost," Ji Qingyuan straightened his body, "Ruyang City is destroyed."

Ji Ange was shocked when she heard the words, even she knew what the destruction of the capital meant to a country.

"Did the elder brother remember the sad things at that time?" Ji Ange asked cautiously, only the things when he was three or four years old can be remembered, which is enough to imagine the impact on Ji Qingyuan. It's hell on earth.

"A sad thing?" Ji Qingyuan was stunned and smiled, "In fact, there was no river of blood in the city. The biggest battle at that time took place outside the city."

"All I remember is the memory of Second Uncle Ji hugging me and begging my father's subordinates not to take me out as a hostage."

"Hostage?" Ji Ange was relieved to hear that there was no blood flowing into the city, but almost jumped up when he heard this sentence.

"Why did you take you as a hostage, big brother? What do those people want to do?"

When the city is about to collapse, take a three or four-year-old child as a hostage?
With such a tragic memory, Ji Qingyuan spoke with a calm expression.

"I didn't think about what to do. It seemed that I wanted to hang me on the top of the city, pointing at me with more than a dozen crossbows, and the Qin army would shoot me with an arrow every foot forward."

In the calm narration of his brother, Ji Ange almost suffocated, "But, why did you take you..."

But before she finished asking, she suddenly froze, "Could it be..."

"That's right," Ji Qingyuan nodded, "At that time, the general in charge of the siege of the Qin army was our mother."

Ji Ange's whole body was stiff.

"Then, the one in charge of guarding the city..."

"That's right," Ji Qingyuan confirmed her guess, "It's our father."

How could such a thing happen, Ji Ange was almost suffocated just listening to it.

"But it's my father who has to defend the city," Ji Qingyuan said lightly, "otherwise I would have been hanged on the top of the city when the Qin army first appeared."

He hid in the National Teacher's Mansion, out of fear of his father, not many people dared to attack the National Teacher's Mansion at the beginning of the war, but seeing that the city was about to be destroyed, the old families in Ruyang City couldn't care less There were too many, and while his father was out of the city to meet the enemy, a killer and his father's staff teamed up and rushed into the National Teacher's Mansion.

Almost all the high-level practitioners of the National Teacher's Mansion went out with his father, and all the women, children, and servants were knocked unconscious, only Ji Er, who was left to him by his father, protected him like an old hen guarding his cubs, standing in the way of a dozen or so Before the dead.

"Then... what happened next?" Ji Ange swallowed with difficulty.

It was really hard for her to imagine what would happen after her brother was hanged on the wall.

Will their heroic mother give up the march?
Hanging a child on the wall, no matter what happens, it will be horrific.

"Later?" Ji Qingyuan's expression suddenly became strange, "In fact, I didn't see clearly later, just when the group of dead men were about to attack me, they all fell down in an instant."

What it felt like to have a dozen people die in front of his eyes in an instant, he experienced it when he was three years old.

"Qu, all dead?" Ji Ange was stunned.

"That's right," Ji Qingyuan nodded, "All of them had their throats cut in one breath."

Ji Ange took a breath, "Who did it? Uncle Ji?"

The image of the old butler who was always smiling appeared in her mind, and she felt chills all over her body.

"No," Ji Qingyuan shook his head. At that time, he raised his head in Ji Er's arms, but saw a man in black wearing a bamboo hat standing in front of them at some point.

"The man in black?" Ji Ange asked in a daze.

"That's right," Ji Qingyuan said with a complicated expression, "I remember...Second Uncle Ji, call him Big Brother."

"Big Brother? Second Uncle Ji has an older brother?"

Ji Ange's expression was also a little dazed. The Ji family is a family that has served the Ji family for generations. The mother Ji next to her, Ji San and Ji Si next to her elder brother and younger brother Ji Jiashu are all members of the Ji family, and Ji Er is the current head of the Ji family. The person with the highest status, she has never heard that Uncle Ji has an older brother.

If Ji Er had an elder brother, he should not be the head of the family.

"I've only seen it once," Ji Qingyuan said, and Ji Er, who was still young at the time, was astonished when he saw that person.

"Brother, big brother?" The middle-aged servant who was holding the little boy raised his head and looked at the man wearing the bamboo hat in astonishment, "Why are you here?"

The man didn't take off his hat, "There are more than 30 people outside, I will take care of it, you hold the little master well, if something happens to him, you come to see him first."

After speaking, the person left, and Ji Qingyuan never saw this person again for more than ten years.

"Three, more than 30 people?" After hearing the description, Ji Ange could only kill so many killers by himself, how strong is Ji Er's mysterious brother?

At the same time, she also noticed an abnormality in Ji Qingyuan's words, that is, this person called Ji Qingyuan "little master".

You must know that in Ji's family, no servants would call her and Ji Qingyuan that way.

They are illegitimate children, not masters.

"Anyway, no more killers rushed into the mansion later, and I was not tied to the top of the city. In less than half a day, the city was broken."

Ji Qingyuan stared at Ying Baoyue who walked into the music booth with the kite in his arms, and he didn't know why he thought of it at this moment.

At this moment, the people in the audience finally came to their senses, and there was applause like torrential rain.

"I didn't expect such a thing to happen," Ji Ange also sighed a little, but seeing the people applauding desperately in the audience, she was more worried about another thing at this time.

"Mr. Zhaohua is over now. My sister helped Jiashu and him play music, but what about herself?"

"What else can she play?"

(End of this chapter)