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date="2021-11-25"

title="Section 15"

weight="151884"

series = ["General’s Gown"]

mode = "manual"

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Some were embarrassed and said, "There is nothing to entertain at home, only the elm money that is picked now." Seeing Yan Changqing didn't move her chopsticks, her face turned red, and her voice became quieter: "This benefactor, but I hate it..."

Yan Changqing picked up the chopsticks and nodded politely and smiled: "Why don't you dislike it, but I've never seen such food before, and I was a little curious for a while."

He smiled like a spring breeze, and Amao Niang's face blushed inexplicably and said: "The benefactor looks like a high-ranking official and noble person. I should have never seen the food of our poor family. But this steamed elm money is my best. Yes. People who have eaten it say it is much more delicious than that big fish and meat!"

Helian Rongchuan ate with relish, while talking: "This makes sense. I have found so many cooks, and none of them can cook this thing."

Amao Niang's eyes lit up: "This noble man has eaten this kind of food before?"

Helian Rongchuan had something in his mouth and said vaguely: "I ate it when I was young."

Amao Niang was inexplicably proud, and said: "That must be different from our Qixia village. Nobles don't know, this old elm tree in our village is extremely magical, and eating the elm money from this tree can make you soar. of!"

Helian Rongchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "How do you fly?"

A Mao Niang pretentiously lowered her voice mysteriously, and said: "The benefactor does not know. Thirteen years ago, there was a seven or eight-year-old boy in our village. Well, he is as old as my A Mao."

Amao Niang patted Amao who came over to listen to the story with a curious look, and continued:

"That little boy, oh, it’s so miserable. He has no father and no mother. He is so poor that he eats a hundred food every day with his bare feet. But that kid is also considered sturdy. Every spring, when elm money grows out, he will I'm sorry to go to the rice. Climbing up to this old elm tree every day to pick elm money to eat, but you have seen it, such a big old elm tree, every year, let him pick it bare. Guess what?"

Helian Rongchuan smiled and cheered: "What? Is it possible that the elm tree turns into a monster and eats the kid? I can't guess."

Amao Niang looked envious, and said, "Hey, it's even stranger than that elm tree! One day, this little boy was picking elm money from the tree to eat. Suddenly, the village brought a large group of officials to wear. One of them is better than the other, and with a saber, kneeling down on the elm tree and calling the little boy your highness. It turns out that the little boy is amazing, he is actually the second prince of Dongyun country on the other side of the mountain! You! If you say that you are not God, then such a poor little hairy head has suddenly become a nobleman! It must be the old elm tree who looked at the child pitifully, so he appeared to bless him!"

The little fat girl didn't approve of it, and said with her cheeks full of support:

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe that old elm tree has been plucked bald every year and I am embarrassed to see people, so I thought of a way to send the little boy away!"

But Ah Mao didn't stand up to his sister for the first time. He desperately put a big mouthful of steamed elm money into his mouth, his cheeks moved roundly like a little hamster, and said vaguely: "Eat more for that litter, um, too. Make royal paper!"

A Mao Niang smiled and rubbed the heads of two small Maotou: "Well, eat more, Dongjia Niu, Xijia baby, I have collected the yuqian play house, you have a bunch, I will eat it. Enter the royal family, enter the royal family!"

After dinner, the two thanked the village woman for her kindness and walked out. After a short walk, he returned to the ground of the big elm tree. Yan Changqing glanced at Helian Rongchuan and stopped.

Helian Rongchuan said: "I know what you want to ask."

Yan Chang looked at Helian Rongchuan quietly. He suddenly discovered that the reason why he couldn't see Helian Rongchuan in front of him at all was because he had never understood him.

Whether as a friend or as an enemy.

"So you were once, from Yan country?"

Helian Rongchuan said nonchalantly: "That's right, but it didn't happen later."

He has a bad problem, and he can stand without seriousness. As he talked, he leaned lazily on the rough trunk of the big elm tree, lifted his chin, and said:

"What the village woman said just now is nothing more than a mysterious legend. I happen to know another version. Master Yan, would you like to listen?"

With golden sunlight pouring down from the green leaves and branches, Helian Rongchuan squinted his eyes and continued:

"For example, in their rumors, they won't tell you how that little boy suddenly became Prince Dongyun."

"Actually, he was not blessed by the old elm tree. It was his mother who was at the foot of the mountain for a day and kindly saved a man who was hunted down. Although she was not beautiful enough, she had a very good heart. She was not only used All the money he had healed the man’s injury and committed himself to him. I was pregnant with the child."

"It's a pity that after the man recovered, he disappeared. The woman knew that the man was very human, so she took the pains to climb over the high Qixia Mountain, and came to Dongyun to search for it. Guess what? The woman stood at the gate of the palace where the white jade was the golden horse for a day and night, only to get the man's indifferent white eye when she went out."

"That woman knows that the man she loves with all his heart is actually Dongyun's grand prince. This prince, some of her wives and concubines, doesn't need her as a plain-looking village woman. The prince is also Some are gold and silver jewelry, but they are not willing to give him a lifesaver, and his unborn son."

"So this struggling woman had to gritted her teeth and returned to this small village. Her tears were dry, and a little boy was born. It was just their orphans and widows who could not make ends meet. In order to survive, the woman wanted to A wonderful way."

Helian Rongchuan paused, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Isn't Master Yan always looking for the Xue Queshi stone that I robbed. It's a coincidence that the woman's survival plan is the same as that of twenty The location of the ship quenching snow stone is closely related."

(Friendly reminder, those who have not eaten enough for dinner are best not to read "The author has something to say" in this chapter, hehe)

Can Xia is like blood IV

This small village is located in the foothills of Qixia Mountain. Qixia Mountain is not towering, but slightly higher than the average hill. When it first clears after the rain, the green mountain top is faintly clouded. However, such an unremarkable mountain range has become the border between Yan and Dongyun. The south of the mountain range is Yan, and the north of the mountain range is the east cloud. The two countries have always lived in peace and seldom wars, and the jurisdiction of this border is also loose. The two of them walked along the mountain path. On the way, they encountered many village women carrying bamboo baskets and shabby clothes, and many young children waiting to be fed were hung on their chests. Yan Changqing stunned the peasant woman in the bamboo basket accidentally.

Although the small back basket was covered by floral cloth, the black and bright stones exposed from the corner that was not tucked were clearly snow-hardened stones!

Helian Rongchuan turned his head, and saw Yan Changqing staring at the basket of the village women thoughtfully, smiled faintly, and said, "They all picked up the leaks."

Yan Changqing frowned: "Pick up the leak?"

"Oh my god, sometimes it's unfair. This Qixia Mountain, the south of the mountain belongs to your Yan Kingdom, there are overgrown weeds, and it is not desirable. And the north of this belongs to the Qixia Mountain of our east cloud, but there are countless in the belly of the mountain. The snow-quenched stone. We Dongyun sent people to mine and transport it, and it is inevitable that a lot of fragments of rocks were dropped. The villagers at the foot of the mountain secretly crossed the border and picked up the rocks to sell for money to supplement their families."

Helian Rongchuan swayed forward as he said: "Those pieces of snow-hardened stones, although you can't buy a lot of money, but you can buy a few feet of cloth for your children and a few buckets of coarse rice. ."

Yan Changqing was silent as he watched Helian Rongchuan walk away and swayed his back.

As the sun faded to the west, the two of them were speechless all the way, and unknowingly they had come under a cliff. Yan Changqing couldn't help but clenched the scabbard tightly, and followed Helian Rongchuan not far away. It was quite remote here, and it was silent everywhere, only the rushing of the waterfall in the distance could be faintly heard. After walking along the cliff for a while, saw that the path in front of me was getting steeper and steeper, but suddenly it turned around. Behind the steep cliff, it turned out to be a huge cave.

Helian Rongchuan raised his eyebrows: "Things are inside, but the general dare to enter?"

Yan Changqing asked, "Why don't you dare?"

Just one step over.

There was a cave in the cave, and the stone wall above his head was flat. Upon closer inspection, saw that it was full of traces of knives and axes. He occasionally kicked one or two hard objects at his feet, which turned out to be fist-sized black and bright snow-hardened stones.

It turned out that this was the mine where the Dongyun people mined the snow quenching stone.

As he walked in, the light dimmed, and Helian Rongchuan stopped and lit a torch. Yan Changqing finally saw what was behind him, and his heart beat quickly.

Snow quenching stone.

Twenty ships of snow quenching stones are neatly stacked on top of the stone steps. There are more than twenty steps in the stone level, and a woman in white stands impressively at the top. At first glance, Yan Changqing thought that there were village women who picked up the leaks. However, the woman saw someone coming, but stood motionless for a long time.

It turned out to be a white jade statue.

Helian Rongchuan climbed up to the top of the stone steps step by step, and leaned on the stone steps with two long legs, which looked even more straight and slender. He leaned against the white jade statue, smiled and waved to Yan Changqing:

"Come on, come up and see your mother-in-law."

Yan Changqing raised his eyes and looked at Helian Rongchuan coldly, motionless.

Helian Rongchuan had no choice but to say: "Well, please, Master Yan, please move your foot forward and come to talk?"

Yan Changqing nodded slightly, and then walked up the steps unhurriedly.

Now that he was getting closer, he realized that the carving of this jade statue was slightly rough, whether it was the jade statue’s hemline or facial contour, the carving technique was slightly immature. It seemed that a novice carver had put a lot of effort into it but was unwieldy. And do. However, although the carving technique is unfamiliar, the expression of this jade statue is extremely vivid, especially the face of the jade statue. Although it is not amazing at first glance, it is very gentle and amiable, and seems to be able to speak at any time.

The more Yan Changqing looked at it, the more he felt that this jade statue seemed to be acquainted. Between the eyebrows, he was somewhat similar to Helian Rongchuan.

Could it be that this jade statue is really Helian Rongchuan's biological mother?

Then why are these twenty ships of snow quenching stones here?

Helian Rongchuan patted the empty seat on the stone steps beside him: "Sir Yan is curious? Then sit down. If you sit down, the prince will tell you."

Yan Changqing glanced at him, found a location about ten feet away from Helian Rongchuan, sat down upright, with his waist straight: "I would like to hear more."

Helian Rongchuan saw him so indifferent, but he was not at all annoyed, and said:

"Where did the previous story go? Oh, yes, how did the struggling woman make a living? Isn't it? It's an inexhaustible road. The woman gritted her teeth and cried all the way through the Qixia Mountain on the way back to the village, and occasionally saw it. The Dongyun people mine the cave of the snow-quenching stone. The carriage that transports this precious stone comes and goes, and a few pieces will fall. So in order to survive, the woman surpassed Qixia Mountain every day, secretly, shortly after giving birth to the little boy. Follow behind the carriage and pick up the leftover snow quenching stone and sell it for money."

"One pass ten, ten pass a hundred. There are many poor women like her in the village where the woman is located. So the woman kindly took these poor women with her children who can already walk to pick up the omissions. With so many people following the carriage, how can there be no reason not to be discovered? The official Dongyun mining the ore soon found them. They should be lucky, the official said, don’t hold them accountable for selling the snow-hardened stone. Sin, but willing to promise them an errand so that they can earn money to survive on their own labor."

Yan Changqing frowned slightly, faintly having a bad premonition about the direction of this story.

"The woman was naturally very happy when she heard that she even brought her own son. The errand the official arranged for them was to take the fire and go to the cave to fetch rocks. What is hot is to use fire. Heat the rock wall in the cave, and then pour cold water. The rock is hard, but it will burst between the sudden cold and the hot, and then hit it with an axe, you can mine the snow-hardened stone. It sounds simple, right? That woman thinks so too, so she and other poor women happily agreed to this job."

Helian Rongchuan spoke unhurriedly, but the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared:

"It's just that the kind official didn't tell those poor people to take the stone with the hot method. Although it is extremely efficient, it is also extremely dangerous. A little carelessness may cause a collapse. So in every cave where the snow-hardened stone is excavated. , The hot workers are the ones who get the most money. In order to swallow the money set aside from the top, the official coaxes these poor women with extremely low wages to replace those hot workers."

Helian Rongchuan turned around and looked up at the jade statue. At this angle, the slightly long broken hair between his forehead just blocked his eyebrows, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. Following his eyes, Yan Changqing noticed that, less than a step behind the jade statue, there was a deep pit several thousands of deep. The pit was filled with layers of black boulders. Like a silent tomb. A black tomb built of rough snow-quenched stone.

Yan Changqing only felt his heart sink. understood something instantly.

The village women in the blue strands of Junlu, the heavy bamboo basket bent their thin shoulders, but they still clasped their children's little hands tightly, with hope for life, step by step into the cave of Heishuosuo.

A thin little boy, barefoot and staring with big dark brown eyes, looked at the low and depressed stone wall as he walked.

"Aniang, I'm scared." The little boy held the hand of the woman next to him tightly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. When we finish today's work, we will have the money to buy food. Aniang will make you a elm purse for you, okay?"

The temptation of the elm purse was too great for the little boy, he swallowed, gritted his teeth and continued to walk forward.

The more you go, the darker it gets in the cave, and only torches are left to shine brightly and darkly on the yellow and thin faces of the poor women walking forward, just like female ghosts going to hell. The little boy's legs and feet were soft, and there was a crying sound when he said something:

"Aniang, I...I'm still scared."

The woman hesitated, sighed, squatted down to take the small back basket behind the little boy, and gently rubbed the little boy's hair with her calloused hands, and said:

"Then you go back and wait for A-niang at the entrance of the cave, don't run around, okay?"

The little boy's eyes lit up: "Okay! I'll be good, and wait for Aniang to come out and make me buns!"

The little boy was relieved and hopped out toward the white light at the entrance of the cave. The faint flame behind him, and the woman's slightly haggard smile, were gradually swallowed by darkness.

The little boy was so afraid of the darkness in the cave that he didn't even look back.

Even at a glance.

"Master Yan, do you know what the sound of a landslide is? The sound is so loud, as if it is going to split the whole mountain alive. For a moment, you can't hear or see anything. You just feel the blood all over your body. It sprayed out from the eyes, nose and mouth, a blood red. But you can't move, you seem to be buried by the huge boulder. You can only watch."

Helian Rongchuan's mouth held a faint, sad smile. His tone was still so calm, but his fists were clenched so tightly, his nails embedded in his palms, revealing a white bone:

"Just watch it like that. Can't do anything."

Yan Changqing turned his head and quietly looked at Helian Rongchuan's face. There seemed to be dim light floating in the black mercury-like eyes.

Can Xia is Like Blood Five

It turned out that every piece of snow quenching stone here was stained with the blood of Helian Rongchuan's mother.

Helian Rongchuan continued: "Later, my father king was enthroned for the sake of the longevity of the kingdom. He needed to send a prince to Nanyao to be a proton. But there was only one prince beside my father and king, so naturally he couldn’t give up.