I Have a Mythical Tree

　　 One month before the sun’s silence, the morning in Taicheng was always very quiet, because many people had nothing to do during this time.

Except for workers who routinely repair river embankments and city walls; officials who work throughout the year; military personnel who practice diligently every day and other types of personnel, almost everyone else lives at home. After all, the third maturity period is over. However, most of the Taichu people engaged in agriculture no longer need to worry about growing, harvesting, and storing food.

　　 The usually sparsely populated gate of the city is extremely lively today, because last night the army returned to Tai Cang to report, and the Lord’s conquest of the Dove Dog has already had a result, and Yin Wei set off to return home.

　　 Considering how dangerous it is to march at night, all are temporarily stationed outside the southern forbidden dense forest, and they can return to Taicheng early the next morning.

　　 The Wang Court posted a notice overnight, and it was passed by word of mouth by the early Tai Cangzi, and there was a grand occasion in front of the city gate.

　　 Many people gathered in groups on the empty streets on both sides of the city gate, talking quietly about the contents of the announcement.

"This time the Lord of the Kingdom is going to drive the Dove Dogs. Many Taicang people do not agree. After all, the Dove Dogs has been stronger than my Taicang for so long. The Lord's decision is too willful. "An old man with white beard and hair and white robe said.

　　The old man wears a wooden badge on his chest, roughly the size of a thumb, with a sycamore tree pattern on it, which looks special and solemn.

　　 This wooden badge was issued by the royal court and only issued to elderly people over a hundred years old. The elderly with this badge are known as Old Biwu in Tai Cang.

　　 Monks tend to live longer than ordinary people, but in Tai Cang, there are still very few people who can practice. In addition, Tai Cang people who are able to cultivate need to go to the battlefield to fight against the enemy, which causes the embarrassing situation that there are few monks among long-lived people.

　　 All long-lived people have a very lofty status in Tai Cang, and people over a hundred years old do not have to bow to the Lord.

　　On the contrary, the country's lord needs to give condolences to the long-lived elderly regularly every year to show respect.

　　Because in the boundless wilderness, to be able to live past a hundred years requires not only a strong body, but also far beyond ordinary human luck.

　　 The white-robed old man spoke, and the young man on the side quickly agreed.

　　 "What the clan elder said is that the country lord is unique in many things and has contributed a lot to me, but after all, I am young and it is too easy to rush too much."

　　 "Dove dogs and crocodile horns are at war. We only need to watch from the sidelines and let them fight with each other. That is, where it is necessary to use Tai Cang Erlang's life as a bet, and put it in."

　　 "It's nothing more than the country's main attacking the Dove Dog, but he only took two thousand people! I don't know what I think!"

　　 "What's more ruthless is the high officials of the royal court! The lord is young and indifferent. Many of them have beards as long as the grandfather Biwu in the clan, but they are also fooling around!"

　　 The scene became a little strange, suddenly it became a critique meeting to criticize Ji Xia's arrogance, and it became more and more fierce, and even the court ministers became the target of criticism.

　　 "But the notice clearly stated that it was too great and great, and the great silver guard had seized a lot of trophies, and there were five big burdens."

　　 When everyone was talking, a timid voice suddenly came from the corner. Many people turned around and found a very beautiful girl who had come out and held a lamb with antlers standing in the corner behind them.

　　 This girl is about seventeen or eighteen years old. She is slim and has crooked eyebrows. It is not an exaggeration to describe her as an upright posture.

　　 Everyone who was rebutted heard a young voice interrupting. They wanted to curse a few words, but when they saw such a young girl, they immediately dismissed the idea.

　　 An old man looked kindly and asked the girl: "Little girl, which family are you from? There are so many people here, be careful to wait a while for the crowds and hurt you."

This girl is Jing Yu. Before, she heard that Ji Xia personally conquered the dog, and she was worried about sleepless nights in just two days. She was woken up by the neighborhood of Nanqing Street this morning, saying that the chief of the country led the army to return. The bewildered girl who loves to sleep in laziness does not even want to sleep, so she ran to the gate of the city with the reluctance of Huaishuang.

　　 Later, while waiting, I heard that many people were deciding whether the lord of the country was wrong. The girl was very unconvinced in her heart, so she was afraid to speak.

"Little girl, you don't understand major national affairs. Although the notice says that I am too victorious, but it doesn't say how to win. If only one or two hundred are left in the death of two thousand Tai Cang Erlang, how can one live? "

　　 "What we are worried about is this. Of course we are happy to win the battle and steal the treasures, but if these treasures are bought by my too Cangjilang's life, then even if these treasures are precious, they have been traded at a loss."

　　 Jingyu opened a pair of bright eyes. She heard everyone explain to her patiently, and she felt that it was the truth in her heart, but on the other hand, she felt that she should support the decision of the lord.

　　 So she spoke again for the country's lord: "But war is inevitable. If you just worry about the dead, wouldn't Tai Cang always be bullied by other countries?"

There was a smile on the old face of the hundred-year-old Biwu ~www.ltnovel.com~ and explained: "The little girl's words are also reasonable, but this time is different from the past. With the threat of foreign enemies, we will naturally die, and it is worth paying the price of the death of young people."

"Young people are dead, as well as those of us who are old and infirm. We old people will not rely on the old to live alone. Even if we have no strength, we have to hit those enemies with a stick and punch those enemies to let them know me. Tai Cang has nothing, some are bloody!"

"But this time the situation is special. The country's lord took the lives of his people as a bet to participate in a bet that had nothing to do with us. Although he won and robbed some treasures, he would definitely not win easily. A great family will suffer the pain of losing children."

　　 In the eyes of the Biwu old man, there are deep concerns: "So all these, do you still think that the expedition is correct?"

Jing Yu on the side heard that such an old man was always worried about being too blue and always thinking about the too blue people. He admired and moved very much in his heart. Even now he thought that the decision of the lord of the country must be right, but he didn't know. How did you speak for the Lord?

　　 "Of course it is worth it."

　　 There was a lot of commotion among the crowd. Several figures marched in the crowd. The crowd voluntarily gave up a path for the three to walk.

　　 When the three of them came, people kept kneeling and saluting, shouting: "Blessed by the gale, Lord Wanan."

　　 Jingyu only then saw that the three people walking by were the Lord Taicang, General Ji, and an extraordinary youth in Qingpao.

Ji Xian, Tai Cang Yinwei, walked into the city, just when everyone was talking about him, he walked slowly to the old man, bowed with a long bow, with a sincere smile on his face, and asked: "Old Biwu, can I still be healthy? ?"