Han’s Son is Not a Slave

Feng Xue was much smaller than yesterday, but Xiong Cilu was in a bad mood because his close friend Cheng Hanbin was leaving the capital.

There is no ancient road, west wind and thin horses, and there are no small bridges and flowing waters. Some people are just sad about the departure of their friends, and at the same time they can't figure it out.

"Han Bin, have you really decided? Let's think about it again."

Xiong Cilu still wanted to make his last effort. He was really reluctant to leave his friend to go south. If it was possible, he even wanted to tie people down and didn't want him to go south.

Cheng Hanbin shook his head and said, "You know, I have been waiting in my hometown for ten years."

"You waited ten years, but you didn't wait for anything, and then you came to the capital. Now, do you think there is hope?"

Xiong Cilu didn't understand what his friend's head was thinking. After ten years of waiting, couldn't he fully wake up and recognize the general trend of the world!

Cheng Hanbin pondered for a while, and confessed frankly: "When the Duny army entered the southwest, my heart was ashes, I thought Daming was really dead, at that moment, I was really lost, and I felt ridiculous for the previous wait. , I regret it. But now, I don't want to wait any longer, I want to see for myself whether Daming still has a chance for ZTE. If there is, I will not wait any longer, I will personally participate in it. "

"Just relying on that thief scholar to lead the army into Hunan, do you think the Ming Dynasty can still be rescued? Don't forget, King Xin's army of hundreds of thousands is in Yunnan! The Yongli court is over, it's over!"

Xiong Cilu knew his friend's character too well. He knew that he couldn't persuade him no matter what, but he had to remind this stubborn friend that the emperor and court he wanted to be loyal to was probably dead. His full of blood and hope was in the end, but it was all in vain.

I didn't want Cheng Hanbing to say: "You know, I'm not for the Ming Dynasty, nor for any emperor, I'm for the Han people."

For the Han Chinese?

Xiong Cilu was slightly moved, and he thought of his former self. After a while, he sighed and said, "The Emperor of Qing Dynasty values ​​you very much. After he knew that you didn't participate in the examination, he felt a pity. Yuan Wen told me that the Emperor of Qing Dynasty wanted you to become a doctor of the Five Classics in Guozijian. After a few years, you will be released to any state. If you make achievements, it may not be impossible for him to enter the prime minister at sunrise."

Unexpectedly, Cheng Hanbin spit out a few words, he said: "Fame is not my wish."

"It's not for fame, why did you go to Beijing?" Xiong Cilu thought it was funny, the friend in front of him seemed a little hypocritical.

Cheng Hanbin said sternly: "The purpose of my exam in Beijing is to serve the world."

"For the sake of the world, I won't wait for your Ming Dynasty, do you want to serve me?" Xiong Cilu wanted to ridicule his friend, but he finally endured it.

"Yes."

Cheng Hanbin didn't blush at all, he stared straight at Xiong Cilu, and said calmly, "I am serving in the Qing Dynasty, and I want to do my best to make the Han people in the world suffer less. To reduce the number of Han people in a county, even in a village. This is the purpose of my entrance examination in Beijing, or my ideal."

"If that's the case, why did you give up this ideal?"

"Because I found that the Ming Dynasty is not exhausted."

"The energy of the Ming Dynasty is exhausted, and the matter of the two lakes is just a flashback. The foundation of the Ming Dynasty is in the Yongli court, and now this court will not exist. Even if the branches and leaves are still green for a while, they will eventually wither and fall. "

"Who said that if the foundation is damaged, the branches and leaves can't survive? Brother Cilu, don't you know what to say? In my opinion, the eternal calendar in central Yunnan really does not exist, and the Ming Dynasty will not die. Today , the branches and leaves of the Ming Dynasty are much larger and stronger than the foundation."

"Brother Han Bin, don't you think you're deceiving yourself? If Yongli is really dead, the Qing soldiers of Yungui and Guizhou will be able to pull their hands. At that time, which of those branches and leaves will be able to stop the hundreds of thousands of giants who come to destroy the country's might. Qing soldiers?"

"The problem is that Yungui's Qing army will be afraid that they won't be able to come out for a while. Besides, Shang Kexi, Geng Jimao, Hahamu, and Jidu may all have the same idea as you, but in the end? ... Or maybe , I'm deceiving myself, the final direction of things is the same as you said, but if I don't go and see for myself, how do I know whether those branches and leaves can be replanted and become a towering tree? I don't want ten years later, I'll regret it myself."

Xiong Cilu was speechless, sighed, and said, "Yuanwen also really wants you to stay. He and the emperor went to Xishan, or if he knew you were leaving, he would definitely come to persuade you."

"I just knew that Yuanwen went to Xishan, so I have to leave."

"Ugh!..."

Xiong Cilu gave a wry smile, knowing that the matter is a foregone conclusion, since the friends have made up their minds, let's get together and leave. He said very sadly: "From now on, you and I will be our own masters, and we will never be able to meet again in this life."

"Is it said in the book that those who belong to each other can't communicate with each other?" Cheng Hanbin's face showed a slight smile.

Xiong Cilu was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Brother Han Bin is still free and easy, I'm not as good."

"Then... farewell!"

Cheng Hanbin is also a little sad if he really wants to separate.

Xiong Cilu was a little sad, but he forced a smile and said, "As Brother Han Bin said, you and I are still friends, and we will meet in the future."

"I don't want to meet with you again. If you want me to come and kill you, a traitor, I can't send the arrow with a heartless heart."

Cheng Hanbin made fun of Xiong Cilu, but he said, "But now, I want to take advantage of you, a traitor. Please give Zhang along the way the proof of the car and the hotel. You know, I'm very shy, and I haven't attended the meeting. Try it, I'm afraid those snobbish people in the post station don't recognize me as a gentleman, and with your official lead as a sage, you can always be less scorned."

Xiong Cilu smiled, and the voucher officer who lived in the official post had already prepared him, and now he handed it to Cheng Hanbin along with the prepared coils.

"You, take the car of the Qing Dynasty, live in the post of the Qing Dynasty, and go to the Ming Dynasty instead. Most people who don't know say you are a villain."

Cheng Hanbin took the package delivered by Xiong Cilu and laughed: "Is there anything in the book that says not to?"

"I have known Brother Han Bin for a year. I have always regarded Brother Han Bin as a taciturn and stern personality. Today we are leaving, and I know Brother Han Bin's true temperament. If Yuan Wen knew about it, I would be stunned."

Xiong Cilu sighed with emotion, and Cheng Hanbin looked at each other, handed over, and said goodbye. Since then, it has really been the ends of the earth, and people are on different sides.

Before leaving, Cheng Hanbin glanced at Beijing City again, and he was also emotional. After closing his eyes, he opened them again, and he was already walking firmly towards the station ahead.

"Brother Han Bin!"

After walking for only ten steps, he heard Xiong Cilu suddenly call out to him behind him.

"Brother Cilu, is there anything else to say?"

Cheng Hanbin turned around suspiciously and looked at Xiong Cilu.

Xiong Cilu smiled and said loudly: "It's nothing, but I want to know, what would you persuade him to do after meeting the thief scholar?"

Cheng Hanbin didn't hesitate, and told him directly: "I want to ask him, since he has already entered Hunan, why didn't he go down the river east to take the southern capital."

"Is Nandu so easy to get, you think it's too simple, let me tell you, after the end of the year, the emperor will let Prince An go to the south. ."

"Is it?"

Cheng Hanbin laughed, "Is there any soldiers under Yue Le? As long as the Yungui Qing army can't rush out for a day, there will be no soldiers in the southeast for a day, so what if Shunzhi goes by himself?"

Xiong Cilu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "You are going to present a plot to the thief Xiucai, my Qing Jiangning City."

"It's not a conspiracy, it's a conspiracy. The Qing court originally had no troops, otherwise why would the two lakes be in an emergency, but the capital could not send a single army to the south... In addition, Nanjing City is the southern capital of my Ming Dynasty, not your Qing Dynasty. Jiangning City."

Cheng Hanbin turned around and left, looking at Cheng Hanbin's retreating back, Xiong Cilu was in a complicated mood, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

..........

The red walls and green tiles of Xishan Charity Temple are particularly eye-catching in the snow in the mountains and plains. It snowed heavily overnight, blocking the road in front of the temple. In the early morning Xue Ji, two monks in gray opened the mountain gate, waving brooms and shovels, and soon cleared a path.

"Senior brother, it's cold today, and the mountains are covered by heavy snow. I'm afraid there will be fewer pilgrims." The little monk threw down the bamboo broom and rubbed his ears, which were frozen red.

"There were no pilgrims coming. With those soldiers, who would dare to come?" The tall monk pointed at the Qing soldiers lined up along the mountain road while shoveling snow.

"If there are no pilgrims coming, there will be no income in the temple, what shall we eat?" The little monk looked unhappy.

"Eat, eat, and eat?" The tall monk gave the little monk an angry look, and scolded him with a smile, "The emperor is in our temple to discuss scriptures with the great Zen master, how can we not make money in our temple."

"The emperor can't always bring meat to the temple, right?" The little monk was still very unhappy.

When the senior monk heard the words, he immediately recited the Buddha's name, and then scolded the younger monk with a straight face: "Junior Brother~www.NovelMTL.com~ We monks are dedicated to goodness, but we cannot eat meat."

The little monk smiled "hee hee": "Senior brother, you are pretending to be a monk again. Who secretly roasted rabbits in the back mountain the night before?"

The tall monk was taken aback: "Shh! You can't say this, or you will be out of luck."

"Don't worry, as long as the senior brother eats meat next time, I will be fine." The little monk had a thief look on his face.

The tall monk curled his lips, and he couldn't do anything about this little junior brother, but he felt sorry for this little junior brother, thinking that it would be better to bring his junior junior brother when eating meat next time. If you eat more meat, your body will be stronger. It's not good for a monk to be too thin.

Here, the brothers and sisters were joking and laughing together, and in the temple, the **** Wu Liangfu was also so happy. Why is he happy, because he successfully pulled his master out of Tang Ruowang.

Ever since Shunzhi met with Zen Master Yulin once, his mind was attracted by Zen Master. Usually, the first thing that bothers me is to go to Na Tomalfa's place to relax, but now I am thinking of coming to Zen Master Yulin. Gradually, Tang Ruowang was left out in the cold, which naturally made Wu Liangfu, who had never dealt with Tang Ruowang secretly entertained. (To be continued.)