Chapter 288 Honoring the Heroic Soul
On the way to Ningzhou Mansion, there was an extra Mu Xi who croaked and walked up and down. Qin Liuxi wished he could pretend to be dead in the carriage the whole time.
Xiao Zhanrui, on the other hand, has seen the other side of Mu Xi's obsessiveness, and even seen his tireless stubbornness when he is beaten.
As for Mu Xi, he was extremely proud, as if he had come to live in a post station. Based on his status, he lived in the cleanest and most independent small courtyard, and even rented out the left and right neighbors, just to avoid disturbance.
"See, following this son, there are great benefits." Mu Xi pointed to the clean courtyard with palace lanterns, and looked at Qin Liuxi proudly.
Qin Liuxi said: "What are you proud of, you are not eating the blessings left by your parents."
"I am, I don't deny it, but this is my fate, I am better than my ancestors, what's wrong? Life is like this, can I change it?"
Listen to the beating tone.
Not to mention Qin Liuxi, even Xiao Zhanrui felt itchy, but it was too hateful.
Qin Liuxi sneered: "Fate is indeed good. If you are so arrogant outside like a walking rich money tree, once you get an order, you will be kidnapped."
"Then don't worry, don't talk about the guards in the open, just the guards in the dark, even I don't know how many follow!" Mu Xi proudly raised her chin: "Besides, if you know my identity, you dare to tie me up. That’s really the birthday guy hanged himself, he thinks his life is too long. Who the **** is going to tie me up, and bring me to the den, and I’ve done a good deed.”
Qin Liuxi: "..."
The guards are tired: Who else is the one who blew his cards?
Qin Liuxi entered the courtyard and said: "If you do something by yourself instead of relying on your family, then you have really done something good."
"What's the matter? Come and listen to me, and I'll show you."
Qin Liuxi paused and squinted at him.
"What? Don't believe me?"
Qin Liuxi glanced at the two nervous personal guards, smiled and said nothing, but gave Mu Xi a question mark all over his face.
The next day, after eating breakfast, Mu Xi and Xiao Zhanrui watched curiously as the clerk at the post station handed Qin Liuxi a package of things.
"What is this?" Mu Xi asked curiously, "When did you ask this little official to prepare it?"
"There is an old man Zhang selling sweet water at the foot of Qingpingguan Mountain. The old man is eighty-eight this year. Do you know why he can sell sweet water for such a long life?"
Mu Xi became interested: "Why?"
Xiao Zhanrui also pricked up his ears.
The secret to a long life, who wouldn't want it.
Qin Liuxi smiled and handed the things to Lao Qiu, who was driving the car, and said, "He never meddles in his own business!"
Mu Xi: "..."
Xiao Zhanrui: "!"
This is mocking them for meddling in their own business!
Mu Xi was so angry that her face turned green, and she wanted to explode. Seeing that Qin Liuxi had already got into the carriage, she could only vent her anger on her followers: "Why are you so stupid, hurry up and prepare the carriages and horses."
Birds and beasts scattered.
Qin Liuxi leaned on the big pillow in the carriage, curled his lips, and looked at the carriage again with his head propped up.
Yu Qiucai was really reliable in his work. The carriage was very spacious, and there were all kinds of lacquer boxes and small tables for bedding and refreshments in the carriage.
The old enemy is short and thin, silent and quiet, good at kung fu, only forty-six this year, married a wife when he was young, and the two married for several years without children. Qiu wrote the letter to release his wife, and his whole mind was on Qiu Cai's subordinates.
Qin Liuxi has seen his face, there is no flesh on the mountain roots, the tails of eyebrows and eyes are drooping, and the palace of children is sunken. It is true that he has no children, but he is very loyal and stubborn.
Yu Qiu put his heart into it.
The carriage was walking on the road, and Qin Liuxi stopped the car until it came to the place where the Zhongwei of Xi's family converged last time, and told Xiao Zhanrui and the others to go forward first.
"Master, where are you going, we will accompany you." Xiao Zhanrui was willing to do so, for fear of neglecting Qin Liuxi.
Mu Xi also came up together: "What are you going to do?"
Qin Liuxi glanced at them and said: "If you want to follow, just follow, anyway, it will only take a while."
She sat on the shaft of the carriage, pointed at Lao Qiu, and drove the carriage forward until there was no way to go, then she took the package that the servant had prepared, and continued on her way.
It has been less than three months since the last time, but the weeds are already overgrown.
Qin Liuxi precisely found the front of the wordless stele.
Mu Xi and Xiao Zhanrui followed up out of breath, and they couldn't help being stunned when they saw a tablet with no characters and a big grave that was obviously newly erected not long ago.
"Whose grave is this?"
"You should ask, who are they?" Qin Liuxi saw that the wordless stele was washed away by the rain, so he removed the weeds in front of the stele, borrowed the knife worn by Lao Qiu, and helped the wordless stele back up again , Hit it deeper with the handle of the knife.
Qin Liuxi did these things well, and said: "This place used to be soldiers for Dafeng to defend the country."
Mu Xi's pupils trembled.
If the soldiers of the defending country died on the battlefield, a handful of ashes would be returned home, but buried in this corner of the mountain, there is still a tablet without words, what does this mean?
The nameless monument is either a deserter or an unjust death.
Whose fault is it that a soldier who once defended his home and country ended up buried without a name?
Mu Xi and Qin Liuxi looked at each other, a little embarrassed for a moment, and took a step back.
Xiao Zhanrui was even more shocked, Qin Liuxi was not afraid of them leaking out.
Qin Liuxi had already laid out the sacrificial objects, and Lao Qiu had already helped weeding and tidying up when she said that the buried one was a soldier, and silently handed over the fire folder.
The joss sticks are lit, the paper money is turned into ashes when it meets the fire, and the wind blows through the treetops in the forest and makes a rustling sound.
The people present were all moved.
"Is this someone you know?" Mu Xi couldn't help asking.
Qin Liuxi poured the wine on the ground without looking back, and said, "I don't know, I passed by more than two months ago to help collect the corpse."
Now pass by again to pay homage to the heroic soul.
Mu Xi didn't say anything, she took a step back, crossed her hands and made a long bow, and the guards behind him did the same.
Because the bones buried here were soldiers who once charged in the battlefield, but I don’t know why they fell here, and they were buried without a name.
Far to the west of Dafeng, the border, a young boy who just jumped out of the martial arts arena set up in the military camp slowly returned to his tent. When there was snow falling, he paused, stretched out his hand, and let the goose feather heavy snow fall. Fall into the palm.
The palm was icy cold, and with the unscattered blood, it formed **** water.
The boy drew a red rope from his neck, pinched the jade talisman hanging from the red rope, curled his lips, and murmured: "I, Qin Xi, am now the little Wuchang."
(end of this chapter)