Datang: Ten Years of Proton, Leading an Army of Millions to Return

Chapter 11: Your Highness, King Chu, have a safe journey!
soon.

The news that the King of Chu was sent as a hostage to the Turks by His Majesty spread throughout Chang'an City.

The entire city of Chang'an is composed of 108 squares, and each square can almost be regarded as a small city.

Chang'anfang.

Cloud Street.

This entire street is equivalent to a small village, with more than 1000 families living in it, most of them surnamed Wang.

And a small number of non-Wang surnames, there are only about [-] households.

today.

All the people in Yunzhong Street, under the call of the respected elders in the street, gathered in the big square in the street, and moved out their own tables to place tributes, worshiping something like offering to a god.

"Mom, our family is obviously so poor, why did we put out a few things to worship God, I'm very hungry, can I eat?"

In one of them, there was a little girl who was only five years old, looking at the tributes on her table, drooling.

She has been hungry for a long time.

The Turks invaded the Weishui River, and Chang'an City was not operating anywhere. There was no business or business, and everyone was thinking about how to escape.

And her mother, who has no other ability to make a living, relies on weaving things for those lords or rich people, and earns a little bit of copper coins every day.

That little copper coin can only be used to maintain their family of two every day.

But after the Turks hit the Weishui River, those old men in Chang'an still thought about wearing new clothes and spending all kinds of things, they were all thinking about how to escape, which also caused her family to lose their income.

These days, it's all about living on a budget.

I used to eat the amount of food for a day, and I could break it out and eat it for several days.

My family was originally poor and couldn't eat much in a day. Now I break the daily portion into several days to eat, which makes me even less full!
So the little girl didn't eat for half a day. In fact, she only drank some bark soup half a day ago. She had been hungry for several days and couldn't get enough.

"Silly boy, mother is also hungry, but we still have to wait until the worship is over before eating."

The woman knelt down and stroked her child's hair softly, with tears glistening in her eyes.

Talking about her children, she felt that her children were suffering.

She had just been born a few years ago, and before her father had held the child for a few months, the Turks invaded and killed her father, leaving them orphans and widows.

She had no father since she was a child, and she didn't have enough food or clothing to keep her warm. As a result, she was still suffering as a child. She really did!I really feel that I am really ashamed of my child!

And now...
The woman lowered her body and hugged her baby's little head, looking at the object of worship with vivid eyes.

It was a jade pendant.

When you see this jade pendant.

His eyes, which were already glistening with tears, started to shed more and more tears.

"Mother, I'll eat it later, but why do we worship that jade pendant, not God."

Children from poor families become masters early and become sensible early.

The little girl has been hungry since she was a child, so now she doesn't cry or make fuss no matter how hungry she is. This is so sensible that it makes people sad, but also so sensible that it makes people resent this troubled world!Angry Turks!
It takes away the time when children should be happy and making trouble for no reason! !

At this moment, the little girl endured hunger and was very curious as to why she worshiped the jade pendant.

Speaking of this jade pendant, she also has some memories.

Two years ago, a thief in Jianghu learned that the elders in Yunzhong Street valued a jade pendant, considered it a treasure, and stole it that night.

The next day, when people in the street learned that the jade pendant had been stolen, the whole street was furious.

From that day on, no one in the street, even her mother, participated in any work. They devoted themselves to finding the jade pendant. They even organized the whole village to pool money to ask the officials and people in the world to find it.

The mighty operation lasted for a full five days, and did not stop until the jade pendant was recovered.

It was the first time that the little girl saw the whole street, acting together, fighting against the enemy, and vowing not to give up until the jade pendant was found, so the memory is particularly deep.

Since then, I have never heard anything about the jade pendant. I didn’t expect to see it again today.

The woman looked at the jade pendant, her eyes were soft, and her eyes seemed to be a little hot and pious: "That jade pendant, does it have an origin? It is the benefactor of all the Wang people in Yunzhong Street."

at this time.

Such a phenomenon occurs in all places of worship.

Many younger and less experienced people don’t understand why they worship the jade pendant, but the elders will explain it to them.

That is, benefactor! !

Forever benefactor! !

"Are they all there?"

In front of the altar, a respected old man named Wang asked a junior.

"It's all here, Grandpa Wang, all the people surnamed Wang in our street are here, the priests and the other elders all nodded, saying that it's time to start, and I'm waiting for your nod."

The old man named Wang nodded and then looked at the jade pendant.

That jade pendant.

The work is so exquisite that I am afraid that if I sell it, I can get a lot of money.

But the few old men in the street who kept this item never thought of selling the jade pendant from the beginning to the end, no matter how poor they were.

That jade pendant!

There's a lot going on!

The old man surnamed Wang looked at it with soft eyes, lost in memory.

That was several years ago.

The people with the surname Wang originally did not live in Chang'an City, but in a village further north, called Wangjia Village, with more than 3000 households in the village.

Life has historically been peaceful and good.

If anyone in every household is in trouble, other neighbors will help, and they are very harmonious.

And one day.

Disaster is coming!

When the Turks invaded the Tang Dynasty, they were the first to bear the brunt of these villages on the border!

That day!
The local officials regretted their lives and abandoned them.

They became two-legged sheep waiting to be slaughtered in the eyes of the Turks.

kill!kill!kill!

The old man only remembered that day, where the Turks' wanton killing cries and the villagers' heart-rending screams were everywhere.

Everywhere is the death of the juniors I knew in the past, there are stumps and broken arms everywhere, and there are also... houses that are in full swing.

despair!

Despair is everywhere too! !

On that day, all the villagers named Wang were filled with despair!
That man, he, appeared! !
He led his army and charged into the Turks with [-] horses, killing the Turks to pieces and removing their armor, saving the few remaining flames of their villages.

That man, seeing that the border was not safe after the war, was not too tired to personally arrange for their Wang surname to live in Chang'an City, which is also the current Yunzhong Street.

It can be said that without that man, there would be no people named Wang today! !
And that man is the King of Chu! !
King of Chu!Li Kuan! !

The jade pendant in front of him is the legacy of King Chu! !

Over the years, they have even enshrined it as a sacred object!

Now Chang'an City is dedicated to the Turks as the king of Chu, and the king of Chu has killed many Turks, and if they fall into the hands of the Turks, there is no way out! !

"King of Chu...His Royal Highness, King Chu, I didn't expect you to die in despicable politics, in the hands of a villain, or in the hands of a villain... that brother who killed his brother and imprisoned his father... The one who killed the son, Tiance Admiral Li Shimin!!"

The old man's cloudy eyes were full of tears.

He never imagined that a hero as unparalleled as King Chu would die in the hands of his own people.

"King Chu, all the way, go well!"

"I hope that you will become the god of the land and can still bless me, the people of Yunzhong Street, after you pass away. I also hope that in the next life, you will not be born into a ruthless emperor's family, or die young again!!"

(End of this chapter)