destiny [ancient]

Chapter 40

The sun shines through the leaves and sprinkles the broken gold in the middle of the mountain, moving with the wind.

The small village on the mountainside is filled with smoke, and the rice field in front of the village is already golden. Several children in grass skirts are picking rice ears in the field. They are wearing animal tooth chains, and they are comparing who can pick up the most.

A young man wearing an animal skin cloak came leisurely from the foot of the mountain. He was dressed in coarse linen, his long messy hair covered most of his cheeks, his eyes were as black as lacquer, but they were extremely bright and seductive. The deer, the deer is still breathing, and there is no scar on the whole body, it was captured alive.

A teenager saw him coming, and immediately rushed over cheering: "The rain is back."

"Rain, rain!" The children immediately stepped forward and surrounded him.

"It's a muntjac." A six or seven-year-old boy wiped his nose and reached out to touch the soft fur of the wild deer. "There is not a single wound, rain, this muntjac must be able to exchange a lot of food, right?"

"Of course, but this is for you to eat. Let everyone set up the pot." The young man smiled and took out a jar, "Guess what it is?"

"Could it be wine?" The children's eyes widened.

"No." The young man patted their heads, "You must not be able to figure it out, go and tell your mother to stir up the pot, have a good night, I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Yu, can you not leave?"

"Yu, I want to learn how to hunt with you."

"Rain, I..."

"Okay!" A hoarse old voice suddenly sounded, and when the children turned around, they saw an old man standing aside, looking at them majesticly, "Have you finished picking up the rice? Stone, you go and inform everyone to set up the pot, and the others Yes, let’s go to work.”

Seeing that it was the patriarch, the children dared not speak out, and pouted their mouths like birds and beasts.

"Your Majesty..." The old man walked over with a humble expression, "You have already saved us once, how dare you trouble you again."

"Since it is helping, I will help to the end." The young man smiled slightly, "My human race has a difficult life, and since I met it, I should help."

"In this case, please leave your surname and let us worship it every day." The old man said sincerely. Before the heavy rain in the mountains, the boulders rolled down. If it weren't for the help of this venerable, the whole village would be swept away by mud, rocks and water. It's a pity The people in the village are small and weak, and they can't repay.

"Then there's no need, the people of the southern wilderness should worship the tiger." The young man shook his head, the breeze blew his long hair, revealing a face as handsome as a god, and he handed the pottery altar in his hand to the old man. A little Chunlu is perfect for roasting a deer, so go prepare it."

"Then thank you, Your Majesty."

The young man watched the old man leave, then sighed slightly, and turned his eyes to the distant mountains.

He was delayed in this small village for a few days, and he didn't know if he would be chased by the people sent by his mother. He couldn't beat him, and he couldn't shake him off. He was really more terrifying than the strongest monster in Xiling.

Hunting food was limited, and the villagers heard that there was meat to eat, so they took out firewood from bowls and built a fire at the entrance of the village.

The fire was set up, and the muntjac deer was quickly skinned and deboned by the delighted villagers, cut into large pieces of meat, and strung on the brackets. The internal organs were also washed and distributed to everyone according to the head. Dip the dark brown sauce in the pot and brush it on the meat.

"What is this, rain?" The smell of sauce wafted, causing the children around to salivate, and some of them couldn't help but want to tear off a strand, and were immediately beaten by their parents.

"This is called Chunlu. It is boiled with lean meat and salt, and dried in the sun for three years. It tastes delicious, right?" the young man smiled.

The children nodded one after another, and someone asked, "Then can you tell me how to dry it?"

"No, it's a secret." The young man patted his head, Chun is one of the eight treasures, non-princes and nobles can't eat it, if you tell them, it might cause them trouble, "Wait, it'll be over soon. "

-

In the woods outside the village, there were a few men with rough cloth masks, who were watching the people gathered at the entrance of the village.

"The place the Lord said is here." A man with a copper blade looked at the village in the distance, and whispered to the three companions who were also dressed in rough linen.

"Strange," another person sniffled, smelling a light and delicious sauce, "I seem to smell Chunlu."

"How is that possible," said a person next to him, "It's something that princes can only eat, and it's a crime for civilians to possess it. They don't want to live."

"Whatever, we just need to catch those little kids."

"Where is the youngest son? I really don't know why the Lord wants us to come to such a remote place to search." A person next to him cursed, "If you want to go back in time, you have to go very quickly."

"This is already the border of the Southern Wilderness. It is safer if there is no human habitation for thousands of miles to the west. Otherwise, if the tiger knows, how can we survive?"

"Stop talking, if you don't do it again, it's too late to go back, and we are also dead." The first man who spoke whispered.

So the four of them fell silent.

"I'm going to catch those young children," the leader observed again, then turned around and said, "Kill all the people in this village, then burn them, and leave immediately after getting the things. Understand?"

"Yes."

The four of them, like afterimages, flew past in an instant, heading straight for the joyful and expecting crowd surrounding the fire.

In the eyes of these masters of the Heaven Realm, these civilians are weaker than the chickens and dogs, so don't care about it at all, just kill them all.

The young man sitting by the fire sighed slightly, and the pine branch brushed with soy sauce turned slightly and twitched to the left.

The tiny and dense pine needles on the pine branches suddenly protrude, like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, making a loud bang in the air.

However, in the ears of those attackers, there was no sound of piercing through the air.

The pine needles are faster than sound and sharper than arrows.

After several plops, the invading enemies fell down one after another. The distance was still far away, and it was almost dusk, so no one noticed a few suspicious depressions in the rice field.

The young man elegantly took a knife to cut off a piece of meat, fed it to his mouth, and never looked at it from the beginning to the end.

There were several shocking explosions in the air, causing the villagers to look left and right: "There seems to be thunder."

"It seems so," the young man nodded in agreement, "Hurry up and eat, maybe it's going to rain."

Just in time, it seems that I found a meeting gift to meet Ji Hui.

-

Low-pitched clouds and thunder resounded in the thick dark clouds, golden snakes danced wildly, and the clouds looked as if they were about to fall into the sky.

Ji Hui was sitting on the couch carving tortoise shells, when suddenly, a gleam flashed between her eyebrows.

That's five-party metal.

Heavy rain fell.

Ji Hui lowered his head and continued the unfinished sacrificial vessel in his hand. The winter festival was approaching, and this was the first sacrifice he had made since succeeding to the throne, so it should not be underestimated.

"Tiger." A gentle yet hoarse voice sounded, and in the blink of an eye, there was another person on the couch opposite him.

The young man is elegant and handsome, with a clear temperament. The long hair on the forehead is tied up with a golden ring, revealing the golden mark between the eyebrows.

"It's the same when you become a king, but it's boring." The young man sighed slightly, "If Ah Zhen is here, he will never ignore me."

"Since you came here uninvited, don't be picky." Ji Hui put the tortoise shell in front of the case and looked up at him, "Brother is buried in the north of the royal tomb. If you want to worship, please do so."

"I've already been there, and I came here after singing altar wine with him." The young man stared at the boy in front of him who was more than ten years younger than him, as if he wanted to find some similarities with Ji Zhen, but failed, "Shan Jun, Ji Zhen borrowed two thousand shi of grain from Kunwu back then, saying that he would pay me back by succeeding to the throne, but now that he is dead, can Nanhuang still accept this agreement?"

Ji Hui's eyes narrowed slightly, she poured wine into the cup on the case, and said calmly, "Do you have evidence?"

"At that time your father, your eldest brother and three brothers were all present." The young man regretted, "But they all passed away."

"Then I'm sorry." There is no proof, the food in Nanhuang is already tight, let alone the other party can't find evidence, even if there is, Ji Hui will not give it.

"You can remember this matter, the purpose of my trip is not here."

"Xi Jun has something to say." Ji Hui expressed that he was not familiar with him. Although this man and Ji Zhen had been brothers for more than ten years, Ji Hui had always avoided these elder brothers.

"Dongyi, Xiling, and Nanhuang are not good at farming. Dongyi collects grain everywhere and imposes heavy taxes on large and small countries." The young man—Xijun Yuji dipped his finger in wine and drew a general picture of mountains and rivers on the table." This year, Dongyi asked me, a girl from Xiling, to weave a thousand bolts of white silk...why doesn't he grab it?"

"Then what do you want?" Ji Hui asked.

"This is something I got by accident when I came here yesterday." Yu Ji threw out a roll of animal skin and put it on the case.

Ji Hui stretched out her hand to open it, and there was a stack of bloody faces wrapped inside.

"They want to attack a village in the Southern Wilderness to practice medicine. You and I know what kind of medicine they practice. It would be ridiculous to say that it was not done by Dongyi." Yu Ji tapped the table with his fingertips, "You owe me a favor. "

"That's right." Before Ji Hui could reach out his hand, the crow on his shoulder had already stretched out his head to help him look at the skins.

"Are you recognizable?"

"Naturally." After spending a long time in the sacrificial place, Ji Hui still recognized the faces of these people, but the Nanfeng priest was too bold, not to mention colluding with Dongyi, and dared to attack his people in the Southern Wilderness.

"Han Jiao, the son of Dongyi Wang Hanzhuo, will collect food and grass from the south of Zhongzhou and return to the capital in three days. I don't know if the tiger wants to teach Dongyi a lesson." a little.

"The risk is too great. Neither you nor I can directly confront Hou Yi." Ji Hui said flatly.

"According to the information I found, this is a civil strife in Dongyi. Weijia wants to avenge the murder of his people with Han Yun. As for the food and grass, they destroyed it in the civil strife. What does it have to do with you and me?" Ji opened his eyes and said, his eyes were pure and clear.

Ji Hui fell into thinking. It was obvious that Yu Ji wanted to rob Xiling grain, but he didn't want to bear the risk alone, so he was dragged into the water, and he wanted to pull Weijia down as a cover. Is it necessary for Nanhuang now...

"There are nearly ten thousand stones." Yu Ji added.

Ji Hui's expression became serious in an instant: "Dongyi has done too much, he should be taught a lesson, otherwise he will still treat me as no one in the Southern Wilderness."

"That's right, you are Ah Zhen's younger brother, of course I will help you!" Yu Ji said very sincerely, "I will do my best."

"Five five?" Ji Hui remained unmoved.

"You are four and I am six. I heard that your sister is clamoring for new clothes. I will give you a hundred pieces of silk to make your ears quiet." Yu Ji showed that he was well-informed.

"Five-five, two hundred pieces of silk." Ji Hui said calmly, "I heard that your mother is not interested in food, and she is going to ask people to find you home, so that you can get married and have children. Besides, the evil deed of escaping marriage , really shouldn't be a stain on Mr. Xi."

"make a deal!"