Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Speaking of this, Jinse restrained her joking demeanor, and replied solemnly and seriously: "Bleeding, killing, death."

She said three words.

There is not much exaggeration, but it makes people feel a chill coming to the face. Among the four people present, except Jinse, only Su Rao has seen these things.

Lu Wan and Zhou Yin's eyes widened at the same time.

"Zhou Yin, aren't you curious about me? Then let me tell you, I am not from a wealthy family, nor is I a rich lady. My father is just a lieutenant next to General Cen, the border guard."

"I grew up in a military camp."

Jinse smiled slightly at Zhou Yin, with a nostalgic tone: "Do you know why?"

Zhou Yin asked strangely, "Why?"

"When I was five years old, the Yan army knocked on the pass. The war lasted for more than half a year. The border towns were destroyed one after another. The 21 cities of Sanzhou were gradually lost, and finally came to me. At that time, there was no Waliang Pass, and there was only a small town with a population of 5. , it’s called Fengcheng.”

"At that time, the city tower was besieged, and the rice and grain in the city were cut off. The eunuch got the news in advance, rolled up his clothes and ran away with his own soldiers, leaving only a powerless civil servant leading thousands of soldiers to resist desperately."

"Half a month, one month, two months, two and a half months...there are more and more corpses on the city tower, and there is almost no place to set foot. After killing all the soldiers, let the men in the city fill them up. The men die. Absolutely, let old people, women, and children stand on top..."

"My mother died the day after going up the tower."

"A huge boulder fell from the sky, right in front of me, and smashed her head to pieces. Crows were circling in groups in the sky, and there were dead people, flies, and maggots all around..."

Jinse's voice was flat, but she couldn't help but pause when she said this, and then she looked up at them and smiled, but the smile was extremely dazzling: "I was lucky, and after another seven or eight days, I finally got the reinforcements. survived."

"What about your father?"

Lu Wan frowned and asked.

"My father was sent out to help other places at the time, and he was not in the city. After he came back, all the stumped limbs, broken arms, and rotten and smelly corpses were carried outside the city and burned. There was nothing left."

After Jinse finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the pool.

Su Rao suddenly said: "This is necessary, otherwise the corpse will easily cause a plague after it rots. Once it happens, the city can only be closed."

After closing the city... waiting to die.

"I know."

To say that I still felt uncomfortable in the early years, after so many years, after getting used to life and death and war, Jinse let go of it, and she looked at Zhou Yin and said, "Since then, I have been by my father's side, Fight with him, learn martial arts from him, follow him to fight the enemy, the barracks has become my home, and I am ready to die on the battlefield at any time."

Perhaps the topic was too heavy, and Lu Wan lost the mood to watch the fun.

Lazily leaning against the edge of the pool.

Not a word.

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yin asked softly, "Then you and Xie Yin..."

"I did hear him talk about you."

Jinse spoke bluntly, with bright and clear eyes: "When he first came to the border, he was just a nobody, hiding his name, ignoring anyone except for hard training all day long, and he looked crazy like he wanted to fight people desperately."

"In the military camp, we only look at strength. He is weak in stature. Everyone bullies him. It's a trivial matter to ridicule and ridicule him. He is often injured by secret tricks, but he gritted his teeth and endured it, just to be able to stay."

"Whenever he goes to the battlefield, he must be at the forefront. Several times, I dug him out from the pile of corpses, carried him back, applied medicine to heal his injuries, and then watched him rush out desperately."

"You can never imagine how much blood and sweat he has put in to get to where he is today."

Those days of fighting side by side are gone forever, Xie Yin is no longer that young man who needs to bleed and sacrifice to earn military merits, and she has also transformed from a delicate girl into a titan on the battlefield.

Everyone in the Yan army knew that there was a female general in Waliang Pass.

Flying knives in red clothes, without fail.

Give her a killing name, called "Blood Rouge".

And Xie Yin is 'General Yulang'.

"The first and last time I heard the name Zhou Yin was when he was promoted to the commander-in-chief. He was drunk by his brothers. I sent him back and suddenly found something fell from his pillow. I picked it up and took a look. It's a letter of divorce."

Zhou Yin's body trembled invisibly.

The water rippled around her body layer by layer, and her back pressed against the edge of the pool, as if she was looking for some kind of support.

The lights in the tent are shining brightly, illuminating those big characters.

Jinse was stunned unexpectedly, but didn't realize that the young man opened his eyes at some point, his drunken eyes were misty as if covered with water mist, staring straight at her, which made people feel hairy.

"This, this is what it fell out of itself."

Jinse was taken aback by this look, and before she had time to think, she had stuffed the thing back into the boy's arms. After the boy took it and held it for a while, he suddenly threw it to her, and said in a hoarse and low voice, "Take it and burn it." .”

He said.

Jinse stood at a loss, feeling that he was very different tonight, but she couldn't tell the difference in detail. After a while, she said, "Why don't you keep it as a souvenir."

After speaking, she really wanted to raise her hand and slap herself.

A divorce letter is not an engagement letter, so there is nothing to commemorate it.

She was thinking about how to comfort him, but she heard a low laugh from the account. It was the first time in the years of getting along that she discovered that he had other emotions besides being cold and repulsive.

"why are you laughing?"

Jinse was a little annoyed, she just made a slip of the tongue for a while after drinking, the young man finished laughing, slowly got up, sat with legs bent, arms casually, his posture was not as cautious as before, but more free and easy.

"I'm not laughing at you, it's just that I don't need it anymore."

Hearing his tone, Jinse felt inexplicably relieved, and said casually: "That's right, a handsome seven-foot man, who lost his head with a scar the size of a bowl, wouldn't he be divorced? With your personality and appearance, I can't find any girl I'm looking for."

She carelessly sat down on the edge of the bed, thought for a while, but still couldn't hold back her curiosity: "Why don't you tell me, what kind of girl lost you?"

The tent was quiet for a long time, just when Jinse thought he would not answer, the young man spoke slowly.

"Her name is Zhou Yin, she is a very good girl..."

The wind was very quiet that night, and there were many stars in the sky. They sat in the tent and listened to him tell the stories of the past. The boy's voice was hoarse and rich, but his tone was very stable.

Jinse yelled angrily when she heard about the divorce, and scolded the Zhou family for nothing.

But the young man shook his head, bowed his head for a long time, and said in a low voice, "I don't blame her, it's just fate. I only know now that this is the best result..."

In the old days, the son of a family who was flirtatious with his side hat and beat Ma Jintai was so noble and proud. Even if his family fell into ruin and he was seriously ill, he couldn't bend his pride.

What about the Zhou family's divorce letter?

He must prop up his crumbling family, abandon the stability of wealth and glory, go to the border, fight, fight for his life, he can't fall, can't be afraid, can't retreat.

But at that time, no matter how well and steadily he pretended, he was only a 12-year-old boy.

He carried this divorce letter close to his body, in order to remind himself of this humiliation at any time, how could he not hate, how could he not complain!

He lingered at the gate of hell countless times and crawled back with this breath.

He thought that he could hate him for a long time, until he became famous, and he threw this letter of resignation in the face of Zhou's family, and he was ashamed.

It wasn't until now, after saying this, that he realized that it wasn't the Zhou family that he hated so much, but himself who was powerless to watch everything happen at that time.

"Burn it, it's all over."