Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 22 Jingping Village

Two days later, Wuyin County.

It is cold and the end of the year is approaching. The four years of Zhongping are coming to an end, and the new year is gradually coming.

At this time, the sky is falling in bursts of light snow, and the flakes of white snow are moving with the slight cold wind. In the wind and snow, a chill can throb people's hearts, making people shiver uncontrollably.

Northwestern suburbs.

There is a nameless mountain standing by the river, with a gentle slope, not very high, and no special scenery, but there are new tombs standing on the hill. As long as you count carefully, there are more than 150 tombs.

There is a stone tablet on the head of this tomb. On the stone tablet, the name of the coordinator, the Taiping Daoist, and the Yellow Turban Martyr.

Hundreds of men stood in front of these graves.

Putting on armor and holding a sword, Mu Shan led the less than two hundred yellow scarf soldiers and horses under his command to stand in an array. He stood in the front, facing these new graves, his tiger eyes were a little moist, fixed and motionless.

And behind them, the young men with yellow scarves, is a group of young men, led by Mu Jing himself, all young men from Mushroom Mountain. More than a hundred young men are standing safely behind the soldiers. Here, many of them are them All relatives and uncles mourned.

"Brothers, we succeeded, you can rest in peace here!"

Mu Shan pulled out his long sword, raised his voice to the sky and screamed loudly, and the roar shook all directions.

"rest in peace!"

"rest in peace!"

As Mu Shan's voice fell, all the soldiers resonated in unison, the sound waves were passionate, gathered together, and penetrated beyond the sky.

This is what war brought them grief.

War, regardless of its success or failure, must pay a certain price.

These were all four battles before and after, the ambush of the county soldiers, the capture of the county seat, the ambush of Zhu's mansion soldiers, and the attack on Zhu's mansion. In these battles, some of the sons who died on Mushroom Mountain were in their prime of life. There are young and strong soldiers, and there are also young men with weak crowns who are eleven or twelve years old.

Because of these battles, they were able to gain a foothold in Wuyin.

But they can only be buried here for a long time.

"Wars are cruel, I hope I will never see this scene again in the future!"

Looking at these graves, Mujing said secretly in his heart.

He came to this era, and it hasn't been long since he replaced this body, but his mind has already integrated into the big family of the remnants of the Yellow Turbans. He is their young master, and in this era, it means that they are young master.

So it's time for him to take responsibility for their lives.

He hoped that there would be fewer casualties among the people under his command in the future.

For this reason, he can do whatever he can.

……

This was a simple funeral, maybe because they had experienced too much, so Mushan and the others’ emotions came and went quickly. After the funeral, Mushan quickly led the soldiers down the mountain in anger, and appeared in an abandoned village at the foot of the mountain. among.

And this abandoned village, which was already abandoned, is now undergoing construction everywhere, and blocks of areas have been divided.

"These mud bricks have been demolished!"

"The houses here look pretty good, just tidy them up and don't need to tear them down!"

"Be careful when you're working, be careful of the snowflakes under your feet, don't slip!"

"You guys give me the Zhonglie Hall first!"

"One, two, three, up, hard, lift up, lift up these logs!"

"Old Guotou, we have arrived at your house. The east and south sides have been fully furnished, and there is no room. Where is your family planning to build a house!"

"Then go north!"

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away!"

"Seventh Auntie, you are already old, so don't move around. We are still going to do these tasks!"

"..."

Now the whole village has migrated from Mushroom Mountain. They are just old and weak women and children in the eyes of outsiders. They cannot go to the battlefield to fight, but it does not mean that they are useless. They have a lot of things within their power, such as building houses. The work was in full swing and full of energy.

For them, being able to settle in the county town without having to continue to eat and sleep in the mountains is the best news they have heard during this period.

"It's finally settled down!"

Mu Shan clenched his fists slightly, looking at this scene with his eyes, his heart suddenly became at ease, only at this time could he feel that he was worthy of the graves on the hills, this was the hope they exchanged their lives for.

"I hope we can really settle down in the future!" General Zhao Ping heard this, but smiled wryly, but he was not so optimistic. After all, they are the Yellow Turban rebels, and no matter the county or the county, they will be on guard against them. It is easier said than done to settle down Ali.

"Hmph, we managed to settle down. If anyone dares not to let us settle down, we will kill them all and bleed like a river!"

Lei Gong said with a cold snort.

"By the way, is Zideng back yet?" Mu Shan suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Master, I have already left two brothers on Mushroom Mountain. If he returns, we can meet him immediately, but it seems that he hasn't come back yet!" Lei Gong worried: "Liu Bigong, it's all meaningless!" The disciples, do you want me to lead my troops to meet him!"

"Need not!"

Mu Shan shook his head: "Zideng is a prudent person, he should be able to protect himself. If something happens to Runan, we are beyond our reach now. It doesn't matter whether we can borrow food or not. I hope he is all right. If something happens to him , I will behead Liu Pi and Gong Du to avenge him!"

"Zhao Ping!" Mu Shan quickly put aside his thoughts, saw that a group of women and children were basically working, and quickly shouted.

"Master!" Zhao Ping walked out.

"Take someone to help them build a house!" Mu Shan looked up, looking at Xiaoxue flying down from the sky: "It's not easy for us to settle down, we can't let this thief get hurt by the weather, we have to get some houses as soon as possible Go!"

"promise!"

With nearly two hundred young men, Zhao Ping quickly joined the ranks of large-scale construction projects.

The other 100-year-old Lang also joined in quickly. With concerted efforts, the construction progress of this new village is very fast, and it can be seen with the naked eye.

"Brother Huzi, what are you still doing here?" Mu Jing squinted at the burly young man beside him.

"Father said, I have to follow the young master and protect the young master!" Lei Hu scratched his head and said foolishly.

"What danger am I in here?"

"No, Dad said, the young head of the family is the hope of all of us now, and there must be no danger!" Lei Hu said stubbornly.

Mu Jing smiled wryly, this tiger really didn't make any sense, so he left it to him, he walked up, facing Mu Shan, and said in a low voice: "Father, this village belongs to us now, shouldn't we get up?" One name, report it to the county government to clarify the household registration, and from now on we will no longer be rogues!"

The village now belonged to them, and the fields around the village belonged to Zhang Chuan, a righteous warrior from Wuyin.

"It's time for a name!"

Mu Shan heard the words, thought for a while, and said, "From now on, this place will be called Jingping Village, and it belongs to our Jingping Village!"

"Jingping Village?"

Everyone's eyes moved slightly, and someone couldn't help but shouted out.

"The scenery of the prosperous age, the peace of the world!" Mu Jing said, "Father really has great ambitions!"

"Bastard, ignorant!"

With rough hands, Mu Shan rubbed Mu Jing's head fiercely: "This is the scene of Mu Jing, the peace of Taiping Road!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Mu Jing blushed a lot, and smiled embarrassingly.

"Haha, the name Dadangjia is good!"

Lei Gong laughed loudly, and said: "I went to the mountain to find a big stone, carved a village name, and placed it where I entered the village so that people can see it!"

After saying that, he took his two brothers and went up the mountain.

"Boss, we have already counted the food and wealth seized in this battle!" At this time, Zhang Gu, who had not been seen for two or three days, ran out from nowhere, his face was flushed, and he seemed a little excited.

"Take me to see!" Mu Shan said.

"I'll go and have a look too!" Mu Jing's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly followed.

(End of this chapter)