Vol 7 Chapter 1026: He sighs

In the traditional concept of the empire, the horse is the thing that the next person does, generally only in the disparity of the two, symbolizing the surrender of one person to another, Liu Fusu is the emperor of the Red Blood Empire, the generals of the heavens let the cold He took the lead, and the implications of this are self-evident.
Liu Fusu did not say anything, reached out and took the reins, and took the horse forward on the streets of thousands of people. All dignity has been stepped on the feet, and it is worthless.
For all this, the people just watched silently, silently... They were watching the cold, and the cold eyes were watching them.
Cold hate Chang'an Central, this is no doubt, then, does she hate these civilians? To be honest, hate.
It is not to anger, but to mourn their misfortunes, to anger them, to hate them for being willing to lie in the false peace created by the doves, hating them indifferent and insensitive.
However, can this really blame them? Who in this world likes war, and who likes to die? Everyone wants to live a good life, wants to reunite with their family, wants to be with their loved ones forever, they survived in the disaster of the last days, reveal the most brilliant smile in this wasteland, look for the sun, and want to The way to live, who can deprive them of the right to find happiness?
Suddenly, accompanied by the cold winter wind, a mournful song came:
The water is sloppy and the road is long.
Helping the old and carrying the young and hard.
The people are stunned,
Want to cross the river and travel less.
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Cold and obediently sang in the past, a ragged old man was sitting on the street, holding a child who had just starved to death in his arms, and his body was shrinking, leaving only the bones, not knowing his own children. Or the poor man who finally died in this chaotic world.
Either way, it is only a victim of the game between the North and Changan. It died in this chaotic world with no name and no surname. Only the old man is still singing him with his song: starting
Establish a great cause and people-oriented.
The people have to be safe and safe.
Windy, the road is long.
The sword raised his head and asked heaven.
The old man is more bitter,
He Peng has a high spin.
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Coldly watching the old man singing and the child who was dead in her arms, she was already used to life and death, surrounded by a huge sense of loneliness.
People, there are a few born to be cold-hearted, but it is a troubled world that changes people's hearts, not willing to die, not to be seen as wicked people, and good people tears, vowing to punish evil, promote evil, but ultimately not defeat Give the enemy, but lose to time.
Life is too short, even if you hold your hand and walk through the mountains and rivers, the world has been rushing for only a hundred years. It is necessary to use this hundred years of time to break the storms of the world, and how difficult it is to be in the world.
Just as the cold eyes were blurred, Liu Fusu suddenly spoke: "Hey, I have something to do."
Cold-heartedness returned to God, and nodded in the face of a half-life acquaintance: "You said."
Liu Fusu took the horse back to the cold, and the sad voice came: "Today I don't ask myself to be greedy, just ask you to give hope to these civilians."
Cold and looking at the civilians on both sides of the road, all the complicated emotions turned into long sighs, and through the psionics, they conveyed instructions to the troops in Chang'an: the whole army needs to commit crimes with the people, and must not hurt anyone.
After the order was conveyed, Liu Fusu seemed to have a wish, and no longer said a word with the cold, only the mournful song still echoed in the wind:
The courtiers cannot build a foundation,
Going to faceless ancestors.
The people follow, and the mind is stronger.
It’s not unreasonable.
Ma is late, the road is long.
The clouds and the yellow geese are cold.
Hanwu Qiufeng’s words are healthy,
Why do heroes sigh in Chinese.
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After 20 years of ignorance, Lengbu once again came to the Imperial Hall. Suddenly, she remembered that when she first stepped in here, it was the chaos of the homeland that had collapsed for seven years. The former Grand Marshal was here. Discussing, a new hawkish general, and delivered the epaulette of the admiral’s mother, handing over the glory and responsibility of the deceased to her, and telling her with silent eyes: Go, save the country, The glory of success belongs to you, and the sin of failure comes to me.
Looking coldly at the stage where I once stood, the time flies so fast, 29 years have passed, and this is going through the years, nowhere in sight.
The moment I stepped into the auditorium, I looked back and looked back. The same position, the same road, everything is still there, the door is simple, the paint wall is vicissitudes, even the red carpet is not changed, but it is already a human being. No, the old people who once stepped in together went away one by one. In the end, only the ink bones were left alone. Only she accompanied me to come here.
The ink bone seemed to touch the last softness in the cold heart, and took the initiative to walk up, picking up the toes, clasping the cold shoulders with his hands, carefully helping her to organize the tie that came off the road, loosened the button, Smooth the folds that are dusty.
Cold and with the ink bones to organize their military uniforms, when pulling the shoulder clothes, inadvertently touched the old epaulettes, she subconsciously glanced at the epaulettes, old, really old, even if I care carefully every day, it Still can't stop the time erosion, the thread is detached and scattered, and formed a small hair ball, the cortical rim is inevitably cracked, it is the trace of the years like a knife~EbookFREE.me~New 81 Chinese network update fastest computer End: https://
How long has the mother left herself? 36 years.
The girl who received the blood-stained book at the ceremony was now older than the mother who died in the past. Many things have changed. The blood is dry, the hands are dirty, and the heart is cold, but the inheritance is the same. When will the will change?
The generals died in battle, don't worry, if you read, blood sacrifices me.
Under the guidance of Liu Fusu, Leng Biao took the ink bones through the full-fledged generals on both sides and strode to the stage.
But I don't know why. When I went to the middle, Liu Fusu suddenly stepped up and stepped away from the cold, and he took the lead to the stage.
Before the cold squat followed the stage, Liu Fusu turned to face the imperial generals, but the voice was not big, but it was powerfully passed into everyone's ears: "Welcome to the Red Marshal Grand Marshal!"
I was cold and thought that I was talking about myself. I just wanted to go to the stage, but the steps have not yet taken off. Yue Runsheng came out with the help of the guards.
Yue Runsheng is already a centenarian. The years have bent his waist, and the wind and frost have carved traces on his face. In the cold impression, he is almost catching up with the age of the patriarch.
After Yue Runsheng came out, he stared at him and waited for the following.
Yue Runsheng went to the stage, his body seemed to be bad, and he coughed several times. Then he took a file from his arms and said: "The generals are cold and listen to the former Grand Marshal."
Cold eyes have a deep doubt...
Former Grand Marshal Order?