Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 38
In the following time, Hu Biao packed the family letters written in the blood of the enemy and the related relics of the old soldiers of the Anxi Army in PE plastic bags one by one.

Put it into two plastic turnover boxes that Hu Biao originally used as a wardrobe to store out-of-season clothes.

While doing the above-mentioned things, Hu Biao's personal emotions inevitably, once again inevitably fell very low.

Because these family letters, written with dirty skirts, represent too many things, and represent the last wishes and expectations of lives that are fleshy and worthy of respect.

This kind of emotion, when Hu Biao sorted out the last package, it was considered to have reached its peak.

Because in this package, in addition to a small number of family letters, Guo Shuai personally handwritten it, except for the final memorial of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

There is also a carefully folded flag, and a battle flag with the word "Guo" representing the Anxi Army of the Tang Dynasty.

This battle flag is already quite old, and there are even several small holes shot through by arrows, and there are many mottled bloodstains on it.

But these damages did not affect the preciousness of this battle flag at all.

"Guo Shuai, don't worry, as long as I, Hu Biao, are still alive, the Anxi Army of the Tang Dynasty will not be cut off. One day, this battle flag will continue to fly in the Western Regions, and convince those Hu people.

Kill all those who are not convinced, and the rest will be convinced~”

Touching the old battle flag with his fingertips, feeling the indescribable heaviness on it, Hu Biao silently swears in his heart...

With a sound of 'hiss~', Hu Biao poured about half a tael of Niulanshan Erguotou into his mouth. The stimulation of high alcohol immediately made his eyes narrow.

Even in the following time, he quickly gave himself a piece of pork head to press his stomach, but he was still choking on the heat.

In fact, when Hu Biao carefully sorted out those packages and put away these precious things one by one, it was already 11 o'clock in the morning.

Sin!After tossing and tossing to such a time, his body became more and more exhausted.

But now, this hard worker still can't sleep?

Still excited, he couldn't help thinking wildly, and the feeling that he couldn't fall asleep at all made him very depressed for a while.

How to do?Come on some ruthless goods.

Seeing that it was almost time for meal, Hu Biao, who was a little hungry, simply rode the small electric donkey that was almost fully charged, and went to a nearby market.

I bought two catties of stewed pork head meat, and two bottles of 42 degrees, 500ml Niu Er came back.

He planned to get himself drunk so that he could sleep without doing anything.

Such a simple and crude method does not mean that it cannot be used. Under normal circumstances, the effect is not bad. The problem is that something went wrong during this process.

In the dining room, the TV is always on after a commercial ends.

A TV series began to be broadcast, and it was still the theme of Grandpa Yue's resistance to the Jinbing.

In the pictures shown on TV, the scenes of the Jin army going south to burn, kill and loot, combined with Hu Biao's own experience, really made him a little bit overwhelmed.

He especially thought of the more tragic experience of the soldiers and civilians after the destruction of the city of Kucha, which made his teeth itch with hatred.

"Whether it's the Tubo people or the Jin army, plus other intruders such as the Yuan army and the wild boar skin army, don't let me meet these bastards during the mission. I will kill them one by one."

When Hu Biao picked up the remote control to change the channel, he cursed with gritted teeth.

Such a thought even gave him an inexplicable expectation for the future system tasks, as well as a strong sense of honor.

Because he has an inexplicable intuition, it seems that the tasks related to the system are some rather dark and helpless historical moments in the history of this nation.

If you participate in it yourself, no matter how much you can do, there will always be an indescribable sense of mission and sacredness.

Resist foreign insults!It doesn't matter where you go.

As a result, Hu Biao couldn't bear to watch Hu Biao's heart-warming plots, so he switched to the next program, which happened to be a cultural program similar to 'Hundred Schools Forum'.

An old man who is said to be a professor of a certain university and an expert in history.

I was talking about the origin of the name "Hu" among the hundred surnames. When I heard that Hu Biao became interested, I instinctively stopped changing the channel and listened while drinking.

At first I heard the surname 'Hu', which came from the surname of Wei, and the ancestor of the surname was Hu Gongman.

Hu Gongman, also known as Guiman in the early Western Zhou Dynasty, was the 33rd descendant of Emperor Shun, and his father, Yu Yanfu, was Tao Zheng of the Zhou Dynasty;

But then, his whole body was not well, and the smile on his face gradually became abnormal.

Because the old man went on to say:
"In history, the Xianbei, Khitan, Xi, Gaoche, Man, Miao, Yao, Pumi, Yi, Hui, Hezhe, Daur, Lisu, Bai, Xibo and other ancient and modern nationalities have the surname Hu."

What the hell!The family tree of their old Hu family seems to have been lost for many years. Who knows where the ancestors from thousands of years ago, or even earlier, were they from some ancient and modern peoples?
Doesn't this mean that it is possible that some of his crazy cursing and cursing are actually cursing his ancestors?
For a while, Hu Biao's three views began to distort.

On the one hand, he instinctively hated these intruders, hated the robber-like behavior they did at that time.

On the other hand, it feels like something is wrong.

The most troublesome thing is that his belief in continuing to participate in system tasks has been shaken a little, and this is the most terrible point.

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There was a crisp sound of 'Ding Dong~'.

Hu Biao put the wine glass he had just drank on the folding table left by the previous tenant, and then touched the bottle.

It was only at this moment that he discovered that two bottles of 42-degree Niu Er, this kind of baijiu that he seldom touches at ordinary times, were actually completely drunk by him.

Frankly speaking, when it comes to drinking, Hu Biao belongs to the kind of guy who is more addicted to vegetables.

Although I like to drink, I really don't drink much; I usually drink after delivering food, and the top day is like two or three bottles of beer, and I get drunk after a little more.

Or to put it another way, this guy is a noob when it comes to drinking.

If I were to go to the Northeast region for dinner, I would probably be able to sit at a table with elementary school students; if my sister-in-law sat at a table with middle and high school students, I would not be able to drink the kind of others.

But after drinking so much today, even though his stomach felt bad, Hu Biao was still not drunk and wanted to continue drinking.

The main reason is that he can't figure out a lot of things now, whether he should continue the mission.

Those paradox-like conflicts made him feel very uncomfortable for a while, as if some persistent things in his heart had collapsed.

This made him want to just get drunk, die drunk, and think about nothing.

However, with the intake of a large amount of alcohol, Hu Biao's body was about to collapse, but his mind was strangely clearer, which made him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

At such a time, the program of that expert finally came to an end.

After a few minutes of commercials, the picture of "People's Monument" suddenly appeared on the TV. More importantly, after seeing this, a sentence emerged in Hu Biao's mind.

In April 58, after the nine-year monument was completed, the old man who took the lead in establishing Guo Jia personally drafted an inscription:
"In the past three years, the people's heroes who died in the People's Liberation War and the People's Revolution are immortal!

Over the past 30 years, the people's heroes who died in the People's Liberation War and the People's Revolution will be immortal!

It goes back to 840, and since then, in order to fight against internal and external enemies, and strive for national independence and people's freedom and happiness, the people's heroes who died in the previous struggles are immortal! "

Based on the above statement, Hu Biao muttered:

"If we continue to go back in time, people like Guo Xin, Wang Xiaowei, Zhang Tiezhu, Liang Daya, Cyclops, Xiucai, etc., are they people's heroes? Are they also immortal?"

Without any hesitation, Hu Biao answered himself in a loud voice:

"Yes! They are definitely people's heroes, and they will definitely be immortal.

One matter is one matter. Brothers of other ethnic groups, we all belong to our own family now; we can discuss everything we have, and we will never do it.

But it doesn't prevent the aggressor from being taught a hard lesson at those moments in history, no matter who he is~"

At this point, Hu Biao finally convinced himself, and his whole body instantly relaxed, and he fell down after barely walking to the bedside.

In the next second, a loud snoring sound resounded from his mouth.

　PS: This article has been edited several times, but I am still a little dissatisfied. I feel that some words have not been clearly stated; please post it and edit it later.

　　After that, there are not many plots in the modern plane, and I will enter the next task soon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)