Fengyue obsession

I don't know when I woke up. My mind is still a little dazed. I don't feel much better from the injuries I suffered. My eyelids are still heavy and sleepy, but I can no longer be in a coma.

The strong feeling of extreme hunger made me breathe quickly due to lack of energy, especially in the quiet environment where the surroundings were completely silent and you could hear a needle drop.

I don’t know how long I was in coma. I just know that when I woke up, the surroundings were turbid and dim. After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly remembered that it was in my storage stone.

After squirming slightly, he finally stood up, but his steps were already staggering.

Although the stab wound on the left shoulder blade of his back was still hurting his muscles and bones, fortunately the blood had clotted. However, the internal injuries from the impact of the stone on his back are still aching, and it may be difficult to recover for a while.

However, as I stood up just now, the unknown object that flew towards my chest also slipped to the ground, rolled twice and then stopped moving.

Huh? what is that? With curiosity, I temporarily forgot about the pain and hunger. After all, I had fallen into a coma at that time.

Although the light inside the storage stone is very dim, I have developed the ability to"see at night" after practicing martial arts for many years.

After taking a closer look, it turned out that it was a small wooden box. Well, it should be said to be a box, because it was really not big, only half the size of an iron box of crispy biscuits.

There are patterns and carvings on the wooden box, which are very delicate, but it has a simple and vicissitudes of life, which should be unique to a certain period in ancient times.

But I don’t understand antiques and archeology, so I really don’t know what dynasty or era it is from, but I feel it should be a cultural relic.

At this time, perhaps because of the fall, or perhaps because of its age, the lid of the wooden box has been opened.

Oh, no, no, no, it should be said that the lid of the box fell. The entire wooden box separated into two parts: the lid and the box. It just fell quietly two steps away from my feet.

I bent down, but as soon as I lowered my upper body, I simply knelt on the ground due to the weakness in my body.

I was no longer curious about the wooden box, but what caught my attention was what was inside.

Although the wooden box is very small and cannot hold anything valuable or large, there is still a folded piece of paper stored in it.

The paper has become severely yellowed and discolored, and it seems that the wind can blow through the damage with a light touch. I don't dare to use too much force. When I touch it lightly, I almost don't even dare to breathe, as if I am holding it in. After taking a breath, he picked up the wooden box with his right hand and poured out the paper inside, pouring it into his still hurt left hand.

I put down the wooden box and started to open it with both hands...

Although I was mentally prepared, after opening the paper, there were still several damages, and those damages were not marks of rupture, but broken bones. The ruins are irreversible.

He turned his face sideways and carefully placed the opened paper on the ground, fearing that his breath would damage it again.

There are two sheets of paper. Although there are some damage on them, you can still clearly see the handwriting of flying dragons and phoenixes - reply to the general, and read together. Dear brother and brother who have been away for many years: the general's express invitation. , I can only feel the sincerity of all my dear brothers and sisters deeply in my heart, and my heartache is difficult to express.

It's not that the foolish brother and the good brother are cruel and unjust, but the world is fickle and the past is like the wind. I really feel unworthy of the late emperor and the shameless brother and good brother. Every time I think about this, the heart of the foolish brother and the wise brother is like a knife cutting through silkworms, and it is difficult to sleep and eat...

After so many years, has the impassioned, passionate, and even obligatory feeling at that time dulled down? Brothers, there is no need to explain it clearly, and it is difficult for a foolish brother and a wise brother to express it in detail.

After years of inspirational training and even hardships, all brothers have worked hard to remember the late emperor's legacy, which is really commendable. But while all the brothers are working hard and working hard, have they also thought about it...

The foolish brother and the wise brother really can't bear to express it in detail, but also think about it that everyone has passed the age of 40, so what is there to worry about? Woolen cloth? Foolish brother and wise brother, I would like to ask my brothers carefully: The late emperor has no heirs to survive with us. Do we have a good reputation as a disciple?

Furthermore, the current emperor implements benevolent policies, persuades people with virtue, and spreads favors widely. If we act rashly, we will surely be unpopular and may not be able to accomplish great things. There is a saying that a foolish brother and a wise brother can be said frankly? Although I have been thinking about it over and over again, I hesitate to say anything, but I don't want to say it out loud. I hope all brothers will forgive me first...

Why did our ancestors perish? What is the reason for the prosperity of the current dynasty? Foolish brother and wise brother are really belittling themselves, and they dare not judge the previous dynasties and emperors unreasonably. When they feel regretful, they should ask themselves: As long as the people in the world are lucky, why bother to mobilize troops, waste people's money, and ruin lives?

If you are advancing, you will be surrounded by wars and wars, and people will be filled with sorrow. If you retreat, you will benefit the people and bring peace to the world.

Although the Taizu of our dynasty has made great achievements for a long time, it is all because of the worries of the ancestors and the suffering of the sick people, which has led to the boundlessness of the world, the peace of the world, the people living and working in peace and contentment, and singing praises. If the late emperor can be compared with the Taizu, What about the demise of the dynasty and the legacy of the ministers...

As ministers and the legacy of the ministers, we should not judge the late emperor in vain...

However, according to the teachings of Taizu, as long as it can benefit the people of the dynasty and benefit the world, why change the dynasty?

I am the remnant of the fallen dynasty. I am the first to say this. I have become a rebellious minister of the previous dynasty and a rebellious minister of the previous emperor. I am truly ashamed and shameless. It’s just these words of sincerity and truth. I hope all brothers will think about it calmly. Brother Fool and Brother Wise will share the same thoughts with all brothers for the rest of their lives. I hope they will be reunited in the next life...

We bid farewell with tears and blood.……

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The wonderful water in the Qing Sui Temple is clear.

There is an oil painting of a monk's temple deep in the temple.

Paintings

The brush is good at colorful brilliance before painting. The hand has nothing to do and dances lightly.

Walking into a lonely door and a strange person.

Smiling and talking about fate hides the smile. Doubts that you have been here become doubts. Who can try to ask the world who is a pornographic scroll for the rest of his life ?

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