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Back in the small courtyard of the thatched cottage, Xiao Yezi fell asleep on the desk.

Walking all the way, Ye Zi was not in a very high mood, and only after returning to the familiar and warm thatched cottage did she become cheerful. She ran into the house and tried her best to lift the little Ye Zi, whose face was full of saliva, to the bed, wiped her little face gently, and lay down in front of the bed to watch quietly sister sleeps.

A certain Bai also knelt down to look at Xiao Yezi.

"gentlemen."

"Um?"

"In the future... we will never go down the mountain again, okay? I'll do the laundry and gather firewood~"

Hearing this, Bai Yujun reached out and touched Ye Zi's withered and yellow hair. Ye Zi squinted her eyes and let out a comfortable humming sound, like a little stray cat. Children who have experienced too many bad things tend to develop a mentality of avoiding the world.

"Being born in this world is involuntary, many things cannot be avoided, not to mention people, even monsters cannot be free and unrestrained."

Leaf is depressed.

Touch the little head again, the fluffy feel is very comfortable.

"Yezi, be strong, and you have to take care of your younger sister. There are good and evil habits in the world."

Bai Yujun started to make dinner, and Ye Zi was in charge of washing the dishes and cooking, but it was Bai's job. You can't expect a seven-year-old girl to cook delicious food.

Go to the lotus pond at the foot of the mountain and dig out the fresh and tender lotus root. Before digging, make sure that there is no lotus essence.

Wash the lotus root, peel off the outer skin and cut it from one end, take out the soaked glutinous rice and stuff it into the lotus root with chopsticks. Finally, fix the cut lotus root with a thin wooden stick.

A huge pile of lotus roots stuffed with glutinous rice is ready in no time.

That's right, a certain white is going to make osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root. It is glutinous and sweet, and the aroma of osmanthus is strong, soft and sweet. Don't stop a foodie from pursuing delicious food. Busy life always takes a break to enjoy a moment of happiness.

Find out the sweet-scented osmanthus, red dates and brown sugar. At present, I can only find these seasonings. Although they can't make the best ones, they are not too bad.

Ye Zi has completely become a little follower at this moment, Pidian Pidian helps to add firewood to the fire, his face is blackened by smoke, his big eyes are staring at the steaming casserole, and the unique fragrance of osmanthus completely captures the snacks.

The casserole is in the shed next to the thatched house, the sky is getting dark, and the charcoal fire on the stove is crackling and burning to emit heat...

Take it out of the pan, cut into slices and place on a plate.

There is no need to wake up Xiao Yezi, put the osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root in front of the little nose and get up instantly, and the couple sit around the wooden table to eat delicious food.

The army of the Yan Kingdom went south overnight, conquering one city after another.

Hundreds of years of wars have already made the people forget that they once belonged to the same empire. Although the costumes are the same, the language is the same, and even the surnames and books are the same, they are still instinctively hostile to people outside the kingdom. With great success, the legacy left by the Tang Empire was dismantled.

The Yan army was unstoppable. Many places had a symbolic resistance and then surrendered. They received territories and rearranged officials, and involved the division of interests. The speed of advancement was not very fast.

It is said that King Wu no longer held court meetings, because none of the civil and military officials attended.

Many dignitaries have made it clear that they have abandoned the royal family and are preparing to board a new ship. Several famous ministers and generals have died and scattered. It is said that there is still one veteran guarding the city wall.

From a long distance, Bai Yujun seemed to be able to hear King Wu cursing in the palace, everyone scolding except herself.

Borrowing wine to soothe the sorrows of the end,

In the end, the squeezed troops surrendered, and the surrenders were dispersed. Except for the city guards, there were no troops. Even if they wanted to recruit them, they couldn't recruit them.

The wind and rain are precarious, and the thatched cottage on the hillside is peaceful and comfortable...

...

early autumn.

The autumn wind and autumn rain are cool, and the army is crushing the city.

Bai Yujun led Ye Zi to sit on the gate tower to witness the final battle, using a simple illusion array to hide her figure, the weedy gate tower roof ridge could see the overall situation clearly, and the autumn wind was cool.

The Chiman people did not send troops to help again, even if the reward was bigger, they would not come.

The morale of the guards on the wall was sparse, and they were probably hoping that the elders would surrender as soon as possible so as not to die for no reason.

The mighty Yan army was blocked outside the city, densely packed with banners and banners. Qiao Jin was wearing armor and holding a silver gun astride a horse, but her expression was tangled. She looked at the familiar city and didn't know what to do. Just as she was tangled, the city gate suddenly opened...

The heavy city gate rumbled and suddenly stopped halfway through.

Curious, Bai Yujun grabbed Ye Zi and stood aside to see what was going on, when she heard the noise in the city gate.

"Old General Xiong, you have also seen that Your Majesty's perverse actions caused the disaster of destroying the country. We are all citizens of the Tang Dynasty. Do you want these city guards to be buried with you for the sake of Your Majesty?"

"Rebels! You rebels! Chaos and Chaos surrendered without a fight! How will Nan Wu treat you? Betrayers!"

The old voice cursed loudly, angry that the nobles in the city dared to open the city gate to meet the enemy.

It's a pity that it's useless, nobles never care about infamy.

"It's just following God's will. General Xiong still thinks more about his family and the soldiers under his command. Why should he sacrifice his life in vain? Look, even if the city gate is wide open, the Yan army did not take the opportunity to attack the city. This is a righteous army."

There are many nobles who can talk in the city gate. The gray-haired general surnamed Xiong is the general of the city guard. The nobles and the old general are noisy.

The defenders remained silent, the matter was irreversible now, and no one wanted to die in vain.

To put it bluntly, all their deaths in battle today were for nothing, and their families could not receive pensions and might even be investigated in the future. The characteristic of this era is that they have no sense of belonging, including the soldiers of the Yan army. The common people only know that the emperor and the nobles have the final say , unless there is an irreconcilable foreign invasion, it doesn't matter who is the king.

"Close the city gate! I am the general!"

The soldiers and young men near the gate bowed their heads, neither closing the gate nor continuing to open it.

"You...you..."

Old General Xiong was completely desperate, knowing that there was really no way to recover.

The nobles continued to ridicule and ridicule, and the voices echoed in the city gate, making the old general uncomfortable. No one wanted to guard the city with him, and everything was over...

Silence turned and walked out of the city gate without saying a word.

He looked up at the dark and rainy sky and then at the dense army on the opposite side.

"ended……"

Raise your hand to wipe the rain or tears off your face.

"kill!"

Pulling out the sword, shouting hoarsely, rushing towards Yan Jun...

Too old, staggered and didn't run very far, suddenly fell and fell into the mud, finally got up and wiped his face, and continued to yell and charge regardless of the helmet falling off.

His body was covered in muddy water and white hair was scattered, all eyes were on the lonely old man looking for death.

"kill!"

The road was muddy, and I didn't run far and got stuck in the mud. When I was struggling to climb out of the mud, I was missing a boot, and the sword was no longer exposed to the mud. I was panting and continued to charge, hitting the dense spears head-on...

The nobles were dumbfounded and did not understand what happened to him.

The soldiers all over the city were sad and ashamed, no one thought that General Xiong would do this.

"No! Stop it!"

Qiao Jin yelled that it was too late to give the order. The soldiers in front of the army reflexively raised their spears. In an instant, three or four spears pierced the veteran's body. This time the veteran fell and was unable to get up again.

dead silence...

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