Jiaohua

Chapter 708
The girl in front of her is Ah Li.

She was a domineering girl who once stood in front of the supreme ruler of this dynasty.

A person who has stood on the cusp of the times and is destined to be recorded in history.

And, Zhan Jiuye suddenly realized that she was also the most powerful and famous family he had ever met in his life.

Her father is Ding Guogong, her elder brothers are all famous young generals in the world, and her elder sister is the unparalleled Xia Zhaoyi. The entire Xia family has been honored and prosperous for hundreds of years.

He immersed himself in poetry and books, isn't it just to revive the Zhan family...

"Miss Ali," Zhan Jiuye's voice was a little excited, "You said that the world is clear and the world is more open, but you want to take this world?"

"I don't want to take it, I just want revenge."

"You are an orphan girl from Duke Ding's mansion. If you stand up and wave your arms, people with lofty ideals in this world will flow into your banner like a hundred rivers returning to the sea!"

Xia Zhaoyi smiled.

Her eyes were as clear and bright as before, but Zhan Jiuye could see the smile this time, but it didn't take her heart.

"Miss Ali..." Zhan Jiuye's voice slowed down, "You mean revenge against Li Gan?"

"Master Zhan Jiu, don't worry, I won't involve Qingxiangshan in it."

"No, no," Zhan Jiuye hurriedly said, "That's not what I mean, I'll just ask..."

He even wished that Qingxiang Mountain could be involved.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If it is done, the name will last forever. Even many people in the village can become famous in one fell swoop, go out to seek business with this crown, and maybe they will be named marquis and ministers afterwards.

And Li Gan, who was defeated and already thousands of miles away, won Youzhou Congxin and lived in the remote Qingxiang Village in Tibet?

Tian Dayao agreed?
Song Zhiyi agreed?
Zhan Jiuye was overjoyed and excited.

The right time, the right place, and the harmony of people are all here!
There are thousands of people in the world, how many people can be lucky enough to meet this opportunity!
In front of Zhan Jiuye's eyes, a grand plan has been laid out.

The exclamation that came from afar shattered Zhan Jiuye's picture of splendid rivers and mountains.

"Jiuye! Something happened, Jiuye!"

The voice was too hasty, Zhan Jiuye's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly turned his head to look outside.

Zeng Ji at the gate walked towards the mountain gate in advance, and shouted at the people running outside: "What happened?"

"Where is Master Jiu, is Master Jiu here?"

Zhan Jiuye supported the Eight Immortals table and stood up: "Miss Ali, I'll go and see."

"Ah."

The person who came was a young militiaman. He rushed down and Zhan Jiuye pointed to the distance: "Jiuye, look! Look! It's them again!"

Zhan Jiuye, Zeng Jishi, and Feng Changshi who followed behind looked up.

In the darkness of night, a bright light appeared at the foot of the mountains in the distance. The lights were bright and blazing, illuminating thousands of black heads. The crowd was flocking to the head of Qingxiang Village along the ancient mountains.

Zhan Jiuye immediately uttered an extremely ugly swear word, paused suddenly, and looked towards the main hall behind.

Across an empty courtyard, the hall was dimly lit, but Zhan Jiuye knew that the girl could hear her.

Zhan Jiuye slapped his lips knowing he had made a slip of the tongue, cupped his hands towards the hall, and said respectfully: "Miss Ali, something happened ahead, I'll go and take a look!"

"Okay." The girl said in the hall.

Leaving Zeng Jishi and Feng Changshi behind, Zhan Jiuye hurriedly left with the young militiamen.

At the fork in the river that goes down from the mountain gate, when he met Zhi Changle who was coming towards him, Master Zhan raised his hand while walking and said, "Hero Zhi!"

"Ah?" Zhi Changle stopped.

Zhan Jiuye walked away quickly.

"...Hero." Zhi Changle laughed. He was often called a hero, and it was rare to be called a hero.

There are two signed contracts, Xia Zhaoyi keeps one and Feng Changshi keeps the other.

Zeng Jishi stood at the gate of the mountain and looked into the distance, when he saw Zhi Changle coming back, he also greeted him respectfully.

Zhi Changle replied politely, walked quickly across the empty courtyard, and said loudly: "Ali! Something happened outside!"

Compared with the voice calling Zhan Jiuye, Zhi Changle was much calmer.

"It should be those refugees outside," Feng Changshi said, "They want to come in, and they did this once at the end of last month."

"There are a lot of people outside," Zhi Changle whispered to Xia Zhaoyi, "Looking at the scale, there is still an organization. Given some time, maybe a general can be selected and become a soldier."

"Miss Ali, don't be afraid," Feng Changshi hurriedly said, "They can be stopped outside."

"If you can stop this time, what about next time?" Zhi Changle asked.

"Then, it's definitely okay."

"The number of refugees is increasing day by day, how can we do it?" Zhi Changle looked back at Xia Zhaoyi, "A Li, I think we should go."

"It's been signed," Xia Zhaoyi said, "It's fine, it's fine here."

Zhi Changle hurriedly looked towards the Eight Immortals Table, saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it, Zhi Changle sighed.

"Even if you don't sign, it will be like this wherever you go," Xia Zhaoyi bent his lips and smiled faintly, "Brother Zhi, Youzhou is very chaotic."

"Yes, relatively speaking, Qingxiang Mountain is already very good." Feng Changshi hurriedly said.

Zhi Changle nodded.

The mountain wind blows outside the hall, enveloping the cold.

Zhi Changle looked up at the three idols standing in the main hall.

Majestic and kind face, kind and solemn.

"It's a refugee again..." Zhi Changle sighed again, "It's so sad."

Regardless of whether it was Pei Feng back then, the refugee army ordered by Lin Yao.

It was still used by Song Zhiyi and Yan Qinglin to lay dead tens of thousands of people outside the capital.

or these years
Xia Zhaoyi also raised his head and looked at the idol.

The candlelight in the hall fell on her smooth face, giving off a hazy glow.

Her eyes were clear and bright, and the god looked down quietly, and she also quietly stared at the god.

"Ali, what are you thinking about?" Zhi Changle asked in a low voice.

"I was thinking, the world is clear and the world is more open," Xia Zhaoyi said softly, "I will see that day in this life."

Zhi Changle looked at her silently, and suddenly had a feeling that the girl's thin and straight figure seemed to be able to hold the entire falling sky.

However, the girl they knew had always been carefree, indifferent to fame and fortune. Would she be so carefree?
Also, they don't want her to carry it, how tiring...

Looking into the distance from the direction of the Taoist temple, the night is dark and deep, the world is vast, and those torches are nothing but thin mottled spots in the whole world.

But looking at the Taoist temple from a distance, the gleam of light in the mountain stream is more obvious.

The surrounding flowers, trees, grass and trees are illuminated by the lights of Taoist temples, and the entire dark mid-mountain is only populated by people.

A middle-aged man in ragged clothes and a dirty face stood at the outermost part of the crowd of refugees. The evening wind was blowing. He had been silently looking at the lights on the mountain for a long time.

"Sun San, have you thought it through?" A slightly hoarse voice sounded from the side.

The middle-aged man looked at him.

The person who spoke was also of a certain age, and his clothes were ragged, but his face was washed very clean.

He continued: "If not, I won't wait for you. I'll find other people who are willing to stand up and lead us to live. Otherwise, we will really starve to death."

"Then go find someone else," Sun San said, "don't look for me."

　Thank you Hua Lizi for your reward, I wish you a reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)