The First Great Ancestor of the Five Dynasties

Chapter 2: Survival depends on one mouth
The crowd separated into a lane, and a heroic female general with bright armor and an elegant young scholar wearing a futou and a blue shirt came forward.

A group of soldiers saluted the female general.

"Madam!" Pan Mei quickly let go of Zhu Xiu and stepped forward to hold her fists.

The female general picked up the token and wiped off the dirt, thought for a while and said, "Let him go first."

Pan Mei said anxiously: "Madam, no! This little thief is the commander-in-chief of the Khitan North Academy. He is the scribe under Megu Sidhawan. He is a lackey who surrendered to the Khitan. We must not let him go easily! Moreover, this little thief is full of talk. Madam, don’t talk to him with dirty words, lest you pollute your ears!”

The female general smiled and said: "Since he considers himself a good person, he must feel that it is too unjust to be killed. I would like to hear how he will defend himself!"

The scholar in green shirt on the side also looked at Zhu Xiu with interest.

"Just do it, madam." Pan Mei was a little unhappy, but still obediently asked the soldiers to let him go.

Zhu Xiu scrambled and hid to the side, away from the stone guillotine covered with black blood, fell to the ground, panting heavily, sweating profusely, and his pale face gradually returned to blood.

There was only one chance that this unfortunate time-traveler would die, setting a record for the shortest survival time of any time-traveler in history.

For the rest of his life, Zhu Xiu had tears in his eyes. If there weren't so many people watching, he wouldn't have been able to help crying.

However, the crisis was not completely resolved yet. Zhu Xiu took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down. His mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of countermeasures.

While secretly looking at the female general, Zhu Xiumo slowly got up, covered in mud and blood, making him look dirty and embarrassed.

"You little thief, don't try any tricks!" Pan Mei pressed the knife with one hand and shouted impatiently.

Zhu Xiu glanced at him and felt that the name Pan Mei was familiar, but couldn't recall it for a while.

However, according to his brief observation, the female general and the blue-shirted scribe should be reasonable people, unlike Pan Mei, who is rude and arrogant.

Zhu Xiu was concerned, took a deep breath to calm himself down, brushed off the dirt on his clothes, and bowed politely: "Haozhou learns from Zhu Xiu, and I have met my wife and sir!"

Pan Mei's eyes widened. This kid just scolded him, and his words were outrageous. How could he pretend to be gentle and polite in the blink of an eye, like a bachelor of poetry, calligraphy, and etiquette?

The female general said calmly: "I'll give you a chance to explain why you serve the Khitans. If you make any lies, I will kill you immediately!"

The last four words came out of that cherry sandalwood mouth lightly, but with a murderous aura.

Zhu Xiu trembled imperceptibly, secretly clenched her fists, and said sternly: "I have no choice but to commit myself to Hu Nu! As the saying goes, 'If you keep the green mountains, you won't have to worry about having no firewood.' To survive, you can only wait for He will fight back tomorrow!"

"Oh? Tell me in detail." The female general chuckled, becoming a little more interested. The young man's words were quite interesting.

The scribe in green shirt touched his short beard, his eyes somewhat scrutinizing.

Zhu Xiu lowered his eyelids, his face full of sorrow, and said slowly with a bit of sadness: "I am a native of Haozhou, and my family is not bad. Three years ago, the Khitan Hunu horses trampled on the Huai River and destroyed my home. During the war, Unfortunately, he was abducted by Hunu in his later years and separated from his family."

The female general interrupted: "Zhao Pu, did the Khitan soldiers attack the Huai River area three years ago?"

Zhao Pu, a scribe in green shirt, looked deeply at Zhu Xiu, his eyes flashed slightly, and he leaned forward and said: "In the ninth year of Tianfu, the Khitan West Route Army entered Yanmen Pass to attack Taiyuan, the East Route Army crossed Majiakou to attack Yunzhou, and Pinglu Jiedu envoy Yang Guangyuan surrendered. The Khitan army led the Khitan army to march straight into Suzhou. It is said that a small group of soldiers and horses crossed the Huaihe River and were finally defeated by the puppet Tang army. According to this theory, Haozhou may indeed have been sacked."

The female general nodded: "You continue."

Zhu Xiu pricked up his ears and took their words to heart.

Zhao Pu?This name also sounds familiar!

Tianfu ninth year?What a strange year!
Pseudo-Tang?

When did the puppet Tang regime come to power in the Huai River area?
Without having time to think about it, Zhu Xiu quickly entered drama mode and said sadly: "Wansheng was captured and sent to the Khitan army. He did hard labor, herded cattle and sheep, suffered from hunger, and was often severely beaten. His life was worse than death. Later, Wansheng was assigned to be a slave in the Meiguxi tribe. When the Khitan people saw that I was literate and proficient in arithmetic, they ordered me to work as an errand boy in Linya, Beiyuan."

The female general asked: "How old are you this year?" Zhu Xiu blinked, unsure: "Fifteen?"

The female general whispered sympathetically: "It's so pitiful. Three years ago, you were just a young boy. What about your family now?"

Zhu Xiu raised his head and sighed: "How pitiful God, I hope my parents and sisters at home are safe."

Pan Mei couldn't bear to see Zhu Xiu deliberately pretending to be pitiful to win the lady's sympathy, and said angrily: "Madam, don't believe him! This boy has thin skin and tender flesh, wearing silk and leather shoes, how can he look like a beaten slave? He still has With the title of scribe, I think you will have a good life in the Khitan army! To be treated well by the Khitan people, you must have harmed many Han soldiers and civilians!"

The female general frowned and remained silent, Zhao Pu suppressed a smile, wanting to see how the young man would respond.

Zhu Xiu glared at Pan Mei and said loudly: "Of course you have to keep yourself useful when you are in jail. Only when you get out of jail will you have a chance to take revenge! However, even if you suffer all kinds of humiliation, Wan Sheng dares to swear to God that he will never do anything halfway. Something that goes against the conscience of heaven and earth! Scholars can be killed but not humiliated! Wansheng would rather die to prove his innocence than bear a reviled name!"

Zhu Xiu's face turned red and she looked extremely excited.

Many onlookers felt sympathy and believed his excuse, and there were even many voices pleading for mercy.

The female general's face was hesitant, and Zhao Pu seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Pan Mei was still full of disdain and believed that Zhu Xiu was a traitor.

Zhu Xiu was anxious. Why didn't the female general let him go?

At last, Zhu Xiuxin straightened her neck, saluted in all directions, and shouted righteously: "Dear fellow villagers, Wansheng is just like you. He regards the Khitan slaves as enemies and wants to eat their meat! Wansheng is a scholar. , even though I have no power to tie a chicken, I dare not forget the hatred of my country and my family! Today, Wansheng would rather die than live with a stigma! As the saying goes, 'You are not afraid of being broken into pieces, you must leave your innocence in the world'! Hahaha~ ~~"

Zhu Xiu laughed loudly, waved his sleeves, strode up to the stone guillotine, knelt down, put his head on the guillotine, closed his eyes and shouted: "Please behead my head!"

The soldier who acted as the executioner looked at Pan Mei at a loss.

There were exclamations in the crowd. I had never seen anyone take the initiative to die!

Pan Mei gritted her teeth and didn't know what to do for a while.

He never expected that this kid would dare to take the initiative to die!
In this way, if he really wants to behead him, he will be reviled by the people of Cangzhou instead!
Zhao Pu was amazed and chewed carefully the last two lines of poetry that Zhu Xiu blurted out.

The will and sentiment contained in it are quite noble and profound!

Although the female general was not as knowledgeable as Zhao Pucai, she was still shocked by the two sonorous lines of the poem and shouted: "Young Master, you don't have to be like this, please get up quickly!"

The sweet voice was like the voice of an angel reaching his ears. Zhu Xiu's beating heart finally fell to the ground, and a sense of great happiness for the rest of his life made him burst into tears.

Two soldiers helped him up. Zhu Xiu lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Madam, are you willing to believe that Wan Sheng has a sincere heart?"

The female general said warmly: "You will settle down in Cangzhou City, and I will send someone to Haozhou to find out the whereabouts of your relatives. When there is news, I will send someone to send you south to reunite."

Zhu Xiu hurriedly said gratefully: "Haozhou is far away in Huainan. Madam is not familiar with the place, so I don't have to worry about it. She will rest for a few days and then set off south to find her relatives."

The female general smiled and said: "It's not troublesome. Wuning Jiedushi is my father's old corps, and the Huai River area is also under the rule of Wuning Army. I wrote a handwritten letter. I believe the news will be sent back soon."

Zhu Xiu twitched the corner of her mouth: "Madam, I am grateful to Wan Sheng for your kindness!"

"Come here, send Mr. Zhu down to rest!" The female general called her attendants with a smile.

Zhu Xiu then said hurriedly: "You are late and you still don't know who your wife is?"

The female general smiled and said: "My father is a court servant and the military envoy of the Taining Army, Fu Yanqing! I am the eldest daughter of the Fu family, Fu Jinzhan! From now on, don't call me madam, just call me madam!"

Boom~ A thunder and lightning exploded in Zhu Xiu's mind, leaving him stunned.

Five generations!He actually traveled to the end of the fifth generation!
In this chaotic era where changing emperors is like changing a revolving door, warriors are arrogant and literati are in tears!
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