Jiaohua

Yan Jun walked through the peach forest, searched for the institutions in the peach forest one by one, and destroyed them one by one.

There were two soldiers chasing from behind, each carrying a burden, they inquired in the peach forest, and finally ran to the bamboo garden to look for Shen Lie: "General!"

"Hush!" Chang Zhicheng signaled them to be quiet.

Two soldiers stood outside the bamboo fence, their chests rising and falling, gasping for breath, watching the busy people in the courtyard.

Xia Jun and Yan Jun were picking up the bodies of the Jin family's children and throwing them into a big pit a hundred steps away.

The blood on the ground was covered with the soil dug out of the pit.

The two searched for a while, and found Shen Lie on the other side along the bamboo fence.

There are more than a dozen people standing here, including Xia Jun and Yan Jun, who are... unbuttoning their belts? !

The two soldiers didn't dare to think too much, climbed over the bamboo fence and went in: "General!"

Standing in front of a window sill in the bamboo house, Shen Lie was talking to Gao Zhou, when he heard the sound, he turned his head and recognized one of the soldiers.

"General, the subordinate is late," the soldier hurriedly handed over the burden, "I ask the general to punish you!"

Shen Lie stretched out his hand to touch it, and the outside of the burden felt hot.

The two soldiers were carried along the way.

"Thank you." Shen Lie said.

"This is..." Gao Zhou asked.

The soldiers who unbuttoned their belts also looked.

It is so fragrant, with the aroma of cakes and fruits, and the aroma of barbecue.

"For Ah Li." Shen Lie said, looking at the soldiers.

The soldiers withdrew their gazes one after another, lowered their heads and tied the untied belts together, and quickly connected them into several strong ropes.

"I'm afraid no one in this world can take care of my second young lady," Gao Zhou said, cupping his fists, "General Lao Shen can only help take care of her."

Shen Lie also raised his hand, and gently arched: "Gao Lang speaks seriously, and Ah Li is free and easy, so she doesn't need anyone to care about it. She knows more about the universe than you and me, and sees the world wider than you and me. .We worry about her because we care about her, but she can actually be alone in the sky."

"Mr. Shen, you are a real man!" Gao Zhou sighed and said, "It's a pity that this time, General Shen will be the one to suffer the anger of Second Miss."

Shen Lie hooked his lower lip very lightly, his noble and indifferent handsome face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, revealing helplessness.

It was better to make her angry than to see her in danger alone.

Gao Zhou looked at the soldiers and said, "Come and tie them up!"

Not only him, but his left and right assistants and personal guards were also tied up.

Shen Lie brought the burden brought by two soldiers, stopped before entering the bamboo house, and said to Chang Zhicheng: "If we don't come out in two hours, you will untie General Gao Lang."

"Yes!" Chang Zhicheng said solemnly.

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The steps were very long, and Xia Zhaoyi lit up ten crane Tianze lanterns before reaching the flat ground.

The space becomes more spacious, twice the width and height, and the front is infinitely long.

The wall on Xia Zhaoyi's right was finally not bare, and there were several huge murals.

The pigments are natural minerals, and these murals will not fade in the slightest.

Xia Zhaoyi walked little by little, looking at the murals slowly, and if he came across a wall lamp, he would light it with a torch.

The first mural depicts ten people, and all of them are dressed in the style of Zhang Dynasty scholars, with wide sleeves and streamers, fresh and natural.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't know the others, but one of them, a short and fat man, Xia Zhaoyi recognized at a glance as the ancestor of these Jin brothers.

The first mural shows them standing on the shore of a lake enjoying the scenery, with delicious food and wine behind them, a chessboard and two paper kites.

As the torch in her hand slowly shone away, a man and three women appeared in the corner, a total of four people, none of them naked, hiding behind the long grass, talking about things.

In the next mural, there are still those ten people with the same clothes. In the painting, there is a bright hall with curtains on all sides, and a pond in the south, where the breeze is blowing.

The shoes of these ten people were all taken off by the pool. They gathered in the hall and sat around to discuss. Judging from the description, the discussion was intense.

Xia Zhaoyi carefully looked at the books on the table, and the book in one of the people's hands.

The titles of these books are all clearly drawn, "Seven Strategies", "Unreached Frontiers", "A Week in the Past", "Xinshiqiulun"...

Except for "Xian Xingzhi" and "Xin Shiwei Chronicle", she has read all the other eight books.

She has never heard of this "Xian Xingzhi" and "Xin's Micro Chronicle", whether it is the royal library of Daqian, or the list of books collected by the master or the master's friends, at least in the official engravings. In terms of channels, it is very likely that it has been lost.As for the folks, she has never seen those book stalls and second-hand book fairs that she gathered together.

However, the other eight books are of the same type, and these two books are also very likely.

What he talks about is the way of being an official and governing. It is not about the ups and downs of the officialdom, the ups and downs of the world, the sophistication of the world, and the same party and the difference. It is about world affairs, frontier affairs, royal affairs, folk affairs, historical affairs and military affairs.

The torch in Xia Zhaoyi's hand continued to move forward, and fell to that small corner again.

The one man and three women who were just talking about it turned into one man, six women and two children.

It can be seen from the hair accessories that the man is still the same man, the original three women are still there, two of them have big bellies, and three new women have been added to the man's side. .

In the third painting, those ten people are still arguing fiercely with others in the restaurant, and the scene is full of vigor and high spirits.

Xia Zhaoyi's torch shone into the corner, and there were more women and dolls around the man.

It seems that when others are flying with passion and expressing their lofty ambitions, he is only doing one thing, reproduction.

A new figure appeared in the fourth painting, a man sitting in a luxurious hall, sitting in a casual posture, dressed in brocade clothes and luxurious clothes, like a prince.

The ten people gathered in the center of the hall, and among them was a huge Nebula Tower made of bronze, silver and jewels.

The ten people were discussing, the nobleman was listening, the guards were strict, and the maidservant was as beautiful as a flower.

Xia Zhaoyi's torch shined on the corner again.

It was the same man, but the dolls around him grew taller and more in number.

And Xia Zhaoyi noticed that there were almost no women in his dolls, all of them were men.

In the fourth painting, the style of the painting changed drastically. The former ease and carelessness disappeared. The man who had been using women's stomachs to expand the population swung a butcher knife and took over the property, wife and children of one of the ten people.

The man was killed, and the daughters were left behind, and the remaining daughters were forcibly taken into the room of the men's sons and continued to have children.

In the fifth painting, old women who cannot reproduce are brought to the edge of the cliff, their heads are cut off, and they are pushed into the cliff together with their bodies.

Their offspring stood behind the man and watched as the woman was pushed down.

In this painting, the man continued to wield the butcher knife, and his target was not only those ten people, but also other big families.

One family after another was swallowed up by the man, and his power grew stronger and stronger.

In the sixth painting, only nine of the ten people remained, but a traitor appeared among the nine.

Xia Zhaoyi stopped and looked at the words on the mural.

She guessed just now that the man's surname may be Qiao, which is why "those people" hate the Qiao family so much.

No, this traitor is the ancestor of the Qiao family.