When Li Jing was pulled out of the dungeon again, and listened to the goatee's Wang Tuiguan announce that his 'crime' had been commuted to exile for 3,000 miles to Yizhou. Li Jing still had half a straw in his mouth, and he was still wearing a Luo yarn head sewn for him by his mother Han herself. He half-tilted his head, looking sideways at the burning clouds in the sky. The blood-like fire clouds fluttered miserably, and the sentence in the hall seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Again, Li Jing's eyes saw the familiar figure in Liao Liao's audience under the hall, Wang Liang half-shrunk behind the person, looking at him a little hidden. Seeing his gaze, he immediately shrunk his neck and turned away.

In the courtyard house of the Li family in Wangli Village, Han fainted when he heard the news that Li Jing was going to be exiled to Yizhou, and it took a long time to wake her up. In the dimly lit hall with a light like a bean, the ladies of the Li family sat on one side, and on the other side were the Wang blacksmith's family and the Wang Liang family, who had become in-laws with the Li family. In addition, there were more than a dozen men of different ages sitting on the chair next to him, all of whom were Li Jing's uncles and brothers. They had come to attend Li Yu's funeral less than two months ago, and it wasn't even two months later that they received news of Li Jing's accident.

The tallest in the room was a thin and withered old man with a goatee, with a face as dry and wrinkled as the bark of a tree, and he was Li Jing's uncle in terms of seniority. He sat there, his gray head lowered, and said a few words over and over again: "This Yizhou is thousands of miles away, and it will be difficult for the three boys to come back after they go." "What sins did Ji did in his previous life, look at the sins of this family over the years!"

In addition to sighs and soft sobs, the smell of green onions and ginger foam, dried dates, orange peel, dogwood, etc., filled the room. This is the tea made by the eldest daughter-in-law, which has a strong but spicy taste.

"Isn't everything said and all the fields are gone, why have things changed again? Jiro, what the hell is going on? Han asked Wang Liang.

"Auntie, I don't know the specific nephew. But there are only three days left, and three days later, Saburo will be escorted to exile in Yizhou early in the morning. ”

Yizhou, far away in Longyou, is nominally the territory of the Tang Dynasty, but the Tang Dynasty could not manage it as early as after the Anshi Rebellion. Later, it was once occupied by the Tibetans, and it was not until more than 20 years ago that Zhang Yichao, a native of Shazhou, rose up to recover Shazhou and Gua Prefecture. Later, the rate of Guiyi Festival gradually recovered the land of the eleven states of Longyou, and then Yizhou could be regarded as returning to the rule of the Tang Dynasty. However, in fact, Yizhou is still under the jurisdiction of the Zhang family's Guiyi Army, and the surrounding area is between Tubo and Huifu. If Li Jing is really exiled to that place, let alone not being able to come back in this life, it is a big question whether he can save his life there.

As the night wore on, everyone still hadn't come up with a good solution. Han seems to have aged ten years all of a sudden, she lost her husband at an early age, and single-handedly raised her three sons. But her two sons died soon after they became adults, and now all her hopes are pinned on her younger son, but she can't even keep this son. Within two months, she was going to lose two sons one after another, and this strong woman also crossed at once.

The night wind was very strong, and the wind was wrapped in the smell of withered grass, and there was no moon in the sky and no stars in the sky. Han half-leaned in front of the door and looked at the courtyard door, always fantasizing in his heart that his son would push open the door and walk in the next moment.

There was silence in the room, and no one knew how to comfort the suffering Han family.

After a long time, Han said: "The old body is useless, and I can't think of a way to save San Lang." But the Li family can't die, and the old body can't let the Li family cut off the incense and break the inheritance. Wan'er, come here. ”

"Auntie." Wan'er stepped forward and stroked Han's arm.

"Wan'er, you have been in my Li family for nine years, you said that A-Niang and your third brother treated you well in the past." Han Shi looked at Wan'er, whose eyes were red and swollen with crying, and said.

"Mother, you are Wan'er's mother, and the third brother is also Wan'er's brother. If she could, Wan'er would really like to be locked up in the town on behalf of her third brother. ”

Han Shi nodded, sighed and said, "My mother will be relieved to have your words, you can go to the town with your mother tomorrow." ”

In the dungeon of Chishan Town, because Li Jing's sentence had been commuted to 3,000 li of exile and there were only two days left to be executed, the cell boss specially moved him to a separate cell. The straw inside should also be dry, and there are four cooking cakes plus a small pot of turbid wine and a plate of pig's head meat for each meal.

"This is the last dinner." At this time, Li Jing put down everything instead, sat on the ground with the pig's head, eating cooking cakes and drinking turbid wine, very calm and calm. This calmness made the jailers marvel, but although Li Jing was calm, he was still a little unwilling in his heart. Although he hasn't been here for a long time, the family affection of the Li family for him can't be easily forgotten. He didn't dare to think about what would happen to the Han family and other women after his accident.

There is still some unwillingness in his heart, when he came to this world, he also had many thoughts in his heart. also wants to do something in this late Tang Dynasty, even if he can't be a prince and general, he also wants to open a family business for the Li family and protect the sky for them.

All the time, all the time!

Everything is like a dream, like a bubble.

Exile in Yizhou, this is more than three thousand miles, from the coast of Shandong to the desert of Xinjiang, I am afraid that it is not less than ten thousand miles away. Along the way, I walked through the flail and locks, but I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to get there in a year or two. What's more, Wang Xianzhi and Huang Chao are about to rebel soon, and the place where they rebelled is on the road to Yizhou. If there is death or life, his fate can only be written here.

Bang, the sound of the cell door opening outside, and there seemed to be footsteps of others in addition to the familiar voice of the jailer.

"That's it, hurry up, an hour at most. I'm risking letting you in, so don't make it difficult for me. It was still the familiar voice of the jailer delivering the meal, as if talking to another person.

Bang, the jailer snapped back, and the door slammed shut again.

Li Jing looked up, and through the dim light of the cell, he found that it was Wan'er standing in front of him.

"Wan'er, why are you here?"

"San Lang, Wan'er and Auntie's sister-in-law and sister-in-law came together, and the fourth and fifth sisters also came."

"Oh! I'm on your mind. Auntie, are they okay? ”

"Fortunately, A-Niang knew that you were going to leave tomorrow, and specially made some wine and food to see you off."

Wan'er didn't say anything about the Han family, they didn't come in, it was Wan'er who came in. But at this time, Li Jing didn't want to guess this, no matter what, the ending was already decided. Seeing each other now is just to add some sadness.

Wan'er put down the basket in her hand and took out a few dishes and a small jar of wine from it.

"Brother, Wan'er will drink with you." Wan'er poured wine for both of them.

"Okay, how to solve your worries, only Du Kang."

Several dishes are very exquisite, there is fish and meat, and the wine is also good wine, which is thousands of times better than the cloudy wine sent by the jailer. It's just that this wine seems to be a little good today, Li Jing drank a few bowls of turbid wine before and was not drunk, but he only ate three or four bowls of this wine, and as a result, he was already drunk. What's even worse is that the blood all over the body began to surge, the person was like a fire, and the guy in the calf's nose pants was also uncontrollably hot.

His eyes were red and his breathing was short, and at this time Li Jing also felt that something was wrong.

"Wan'er, what kind of wine is this?"

Suddenly, he saw Wan'er suddenly straighten up, began to remove the shawl between her arms, and then untied the cloth belt of the skirt on her waist

Under the dim oil lamp, it was so white, white and a little dazzling.

"Brother, that's Uncle Blacksmith's Tiger Whip wine, tonight, you don't have to say anything. Wan'er Meng's mother, her brother and two sisters-in-law and two sisters are treated like a family, and the kindness in her heart will never be forgotten. Wan'er is just a servant girl and can't help her brother get out of this crisis. The only way to leave a little blood and incense inheritance of the Li family for his brother. ”

"Keep the seeds." Li Jing understood in his heart that he was the only man left in the Li family. For the Han family, who has the most important bloodline inheritance, he also understands that Li Jing is afraid that it will be difficult to return from exile this time, so he hurriedly asked Wan'er to keep the seeds. I was afraid that he would refuse, so I borrowed the heirloom tiger whip wine from the king blacksmith's family.

Li Jing's heart was in turmoil, but Wan'er had already stripped off her clothes, knelt in front of Li Jing, and began to relieve herself of the fierce urging that she was already half-drunk but still struggling to resist. Under the bean light, the two stunted peaks of the somewhat thin Wan'er hung a few inches above his face.

The oil lamp was as dim as a bean, but Wan'er's two red beans were as bright and dazzling as rubies.