The First Great Ancestor of the Five Dynasties

Chapter 1: Beheaded at the beginning
Zhu Xiu woke up with a violent jolt.

This feeling is like driving an off-road vehicle without wearing a seat belt, running on mountain roads, climbing ditches and over ridges, and the internal organs are misaligned and upside down.

He suppressed the turmoil in his stomach and tried to open his eyes, stretching out his hands and fluttering wildly.

The vision gradually became clearer. He was indeed in the car, but it was just a dilapidated carriage with air leakage from all sides.

The thin wooden boards of the carriage clanked as it traveled at high speed, and the wind mixed with mud and sand poured in through the finger-width gap.

where am i? !

Zhu Xiu huddled in the corner of the carriage in horror, holding onto the window frames on both sides with her ten fingers.

The memory of the last second was still on a sunny Friday afternoon. He was working at the county library, looking forward to the arrival of a beautiful weekend.

Suddenly, he was hit by a fan that fell from above his head. His eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

The recovery of his memory gave him a little peace of mind. Looking at these delicate white hands and touching his smooth face, he couldn't help but be stunned.

This young body is not his.

"Don't panic! Don't panic!" Zhu Xiu took a few breaths and forced himself to calm down, "The technical term for my situation should be called soul penetration."

As the first person with a master's degree in history introduced by the county library, he is known as the unit's chief talent, a senior Internet literature enthusiast, and a history columnist. Zhu Xiu quickly understood the current situation.

"This silk fabric is not cheap. It shows that my family must be well-off."

"There is a group of soldiers protecting the carriage. It seems that I am still a noble child."

Zhu Xiu lay beside the car window and peeked out through the gap.

Hundreds of cavalry were guarding the carriage, galloping, shouting and kicking up waves of sand and dust.

"Look at the style of the armor and weapons of these generals. They have rolled-up pockets, shoulder scarves, thin scale armor, leather belly, and short-handled swords hanging from their waists. It is a typical style of the early Northern Song Dynasty. Could it be that I have traveled to the Song Dynasty?"

Zhu Xiu fell into deep thought, patting her forehead habitually.

This shot shocked him.

"Fuck, where's the hair?"

He was startled and quickly held his head and touched it carefully.

On his head, there was only a lock of hair left on his temples, which was tied into a braid and hung behind his ears.

Touching the four-fifths of his bare head, Zhu Xiu felt a chill in his heart.

The radial hair is actually the radial hair!
If it really came to the Song Dynasty, only Khitan people would have long hair!

"Am I dressed like a Khitan?"

Zhu Xiu wanted to cry but had no tears, but the soldiers and generals protecting him outside were obviously Han Chinese.

Could it be
Full of doubts, Zhu Xiu nervously pushed open the car window, and the dazzling light made him reach out to block it.

"General, may I ask?"

With a flattering smile on his face, Zhu Xiu cupped his hands and greeted the young warrior closest to him.

The young military general who was galloping on his horse suddenly turned his head, his square and handsome face grinned ferociously, and his eyes showed a bit of cold evil aura!
"Khitan dog slave! If you don't retract your head from a certain family, just stay there! If you dare to be sneaky again, I will chop him into pieces with a knife!"

The young general drew his sword with his backhand and slashed at him. Zhu Xiu was horrified and quickly retracted his head.

With a bang, the car window was chopped and wood chips flew everywhere, and deep knife marks were carved on the edge of the frame.

"Hahaha~~~" A burst of laughter broke out from all around, and the laughter was full of banter.

Zhu Xiu huddled in the carriage, her face was ashen, and she almost peed with fear.

It turns out that I am not a nobleman, but a prisoner who was mistaken for a Khitan!

The cavalry team rushed into an ancient city, and Zhu Xiu heard soldiers cheering: "Finally back to Cangzhou!"

Cangzhou?Hebei territory?
Zhu Xiu's mind suddenly changed. With the size of this cavalry team, if it were centered on Cangzhou City, the combat radius would definitely not exceed three hundred miles.

Fighting the Khitans near Cangzhou City?

Zhu Xiu quickly sorted out the historical context of the early Northern Song Dynasty in his mind, and was actually a little unsure as to which year he was in!
Just when he was worried and thinking hard, the carriage stopped, and a tall black figure got into the carriage, stretched out a big black-haired hand, and roughly dragged him out of the car.

The sun was glaring, the weather was a bit muggy, and there was a faint salty sea breeze in the air.

Zhu Xiu screamed and fell onto his back, covered in dust, and sporadic laughter could be heard around him.

Looking blankly, many people wearing turbans and commoners gathered to watch, pointing and talking at him. All kinds of country slang with strange accents filled his ears, and it sounded like they were cordially greeting three generations of his ancestors.A rotten egg hit Zhu Xiu head-on on the forehead, and the sticky and smelly egg liquid flowed all over his face. Then countless rotten vegetable leaves, gravels, and a few pairs of smelly broken straw sandals greeted him.

Zhu Xiu covered her head with her hands and curled up and rolled on the ground, shouting incoherently, which even attracted a lot of abuse and laughter.

The young military general waved his hands and shouted to stop. Two soldiers came forward and pulled him up, twisting his arms from left to right.

Several soldiers carried up a heavy stone guillotine with an arc-shaped bend on it, which was used to support the neck and rest the head.

Only then did Zhu Xiu realize that he was not the only prisoner in the cavalry team, but there were also six or seven Khitan military attachés, who had their hands tied behind them and were escorted forward one after another.

Those few were the real Khitans, with bald heads, fierce faces, and endless yelling and cursing.

The young general said loudly: "The Khitan barbarians are raging in Hebei, trampling on the Central Plains, destroying our fields and houses, and killing our Han people. Today we will behead these Khitan generals in public to vent the people's anger!"

The people were furious: "Kill these bastards!"

"Cut their heads off!"

The young general waved his hand and roared: "Behead!"

First, a Khitan man was pushed down to his knees, with his head resting on the notch of the guillotine. A soldier aimed at his neck and slashed him with a knife.

A bloody human head rolled down, and scarlet blood spurted three feet away from the broken neck.

There was applause and cheers from the crowd.

Several Khitan prisoners were beheaded one after another, their heads rolled to the ground, and their blood formed a stream and flowed to Zhu Xiu's feet.

He retracted his feet in horror. Huge fear hit his heart, and his whole body was as cold as ice.

One can imagine the shock and horror of a five-good young man who grew up under the red flag and suddenly saw a big living person beheaded in front of his own eyes!

The young general waved his hand, and it was Zhu Xiu's turn to be the last one to be beheaded with the guillotine.

"Wait a minute! I'm not a Khitan!"

Zhu Xiu woke up suddenly, struggled and twisted, and yelled at the young general with a hoarse voice.

The young general sneered contemptuously, took out a copper token from his pocket, and threw it at his feet.

"Even if you are not a Khitan, you are still a hawk and lackey who surrendered to the Khitan!"

Zhu Xiu looked down and saw a few lines of small inscriptions engraved on the token: Zhu Xiu, the scribe of Lin Ya in the North Courtyard, belonged to the Meigu Xi tribe.

The small characters were written in Chinese and Khitan characters. Zhu Xiu was surprised to find that he could also understand Khitan characters.

"How can a token determine life or death?"

"I am in the Cao camp and my heart is in the Han Dynasty. A red heart can be used to draw lessons from the world!"

"It's unfair! I'm really not a traitor!"

Zhu Xiu shouted eagerly, but was dragged to the stone guillotine step by step.

"Behead!" The young military general showed no expression on his face, ignored him, and waved his hand in disgust.

The two soldiers scolded and pushed Zhu Xiu, forcing him to kneel down, grabbing his head and pressing him on the guillotine.

Thick bloody smell rushed into his nostrils, and sticky blood stained his neck and cheeks.

Zhu Xiu's face was pale, and his strong desire to survive made him resist desperately.

Unfortunately, this body was really weak, and two sturdy soldiers held him down.

Full of anger and grievance, in desperation, Zhu Xiu yelled: "You idiot! I'm going to fuck you! You blind bastard, grandson of a turtle! Idiot with shit in your head%&#￥@"

The young general was furious, rushed over and picked him up, glaring like a bell: "How dare you scold me?"

"I will scold you! You killed good people indiscriminately, gave birth to a son without an asshole, had green hair on his head, drowned in a manure pit and was unable to be reborn."

Zhu Xiu's eyes were red, her face was covered with tears and runny nose, her saliva was flying everywhere, and the power of Zu An that she had accumulated over the years completely exploded.

"Wow~~ I'm so angry!"

Their eyes met, the young general's thick eyebrows stood up, his eyes were as angry as thunderbolts, he roared, picked up his old fist and was about to hit Zhu Xiu in the face!

Zhu Xiu was so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly, but a clear sound came from her ears:
"Pan Mei, stop!"

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(End of this chapter)