Chapter 57: Cherishing Righteousness and Despising Life and Death
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At this moment, I have already enjoyed the various benefits of the green gas protection. If I were to regret it, it would immediately trigger a backlash.
Thinking about it, I could only agree.
Seeing the green smoke rising and disappearing at a distance of three feet, Shen Tu Hu finally revealed a smile on his iron-like face and said: "You have been opening your mind to scholars and recruiting heroes for many years. There are many masters in your hands, killing Kun Quan is just a trivial matter!"
Liu Yi sighed, killing Yun Quan himself, Liu Yi had nothing to worry about. Just looking at Qi Sheng's style, buying people's hearts, even Yu Shu helped ask for medical treatment. He also recruited heroes like Ren An.
Just from what Liu Yi saw, it can be known that Qi Sheng spent a lot of effort to take revenge.
But what Liu Yi feared was that Qi Sheng would really kill Yuquan, leading to unpredictable consequences!
Although this world is full of old customs and deep-seated grudges, avenging blood relatives happens from time to time. It often even wins the sympathy and admiration of people all over the world.
It even happened that there was an assassination of the prime minister to avenge his parents. As a result, it did not succeed and after being caught, the prime minister "released him for righteousness".
This matter shook the world and was recorded in historical books. Both sides were praised by people all over the world!
However, Qi Sheng's identity is different after all. He offended the powerful General Duan Yi who dominated the court. If this matter were to be done, once Duan Yi manipulated the imperial court, he would definitely kill Qi Sheng first. His own helper would also not be able to escape.
Even if we consider Qi Sheng's reputation, we won't kill him. But accomplices like you will definitely be included in the list of targets to be struck down!
Thinking of this, Liu Yi couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. However, his personality has gradually become more resolute, and he will no longer easily complain about heaven and others like he used to.
Since things have come to this point, one should think about how to do well and reduce future troubles. Complaining can't solve any problems.
Fortunately, I have always had misgivings about this and made preparations. It's just a pity that things happened a bit too early. If it were to wait for a few more months, after the harvest of my thousand acres of land, when I take action, half of the danger would be alleviated.
But at this moment, Shen Tui came to Liu Yi's side and reported: "Master, I know this person..."
Shen Tu Qi? Shen Tu Hu? Liu Yi was taken aback, and then he realized that this was the case in this world. This surname is also quite rare. Liu Yi asked: "Is this your clansman?"
Shen Tu's face was complex, and he said: "He is not a member of our tribe, but my son!"
"Son?" This was something Liu Yi had never thought of. The idea turned in his mind, and he said hesitantly: "Do you want to see him one more time?"
Shen Tuqi's expression turned complex, and he finally couldn't help but slowly nod his head.
In the temple, three sticks of incense were about to burn out. Shentu Hu revealed a satisfied smile, no matter what, Junhou father and son had been kinder to him than heaven. Since Junhou decided to take revenge, there was nothing more to say, he would behead Yiquan and offer his head at the grave of Old Junhou.
After his father, Shen Tuke, committed suicide, he left behind an orphan and a widowed mother, and their life was very difficult. The old Lord Hou sent a large sum of money to help them get through the most difficult years.
Later, Lao Junhou was wrongly imprisoned and died in prison. Shentu Hu then followed his mother's orders and went to the capital city to protect Qi Sheng. From then on, he followed Qi Sheng's side, thinking that it had been five or six years already.
Even after his mother's death, a grand funeral was arranged by Qi Sheng alone. Such kindness can only be repaid with one's life!
This world, the grand funeral, is not just for the living. It's also about how the dead are treated after they're gone. Now that Shentu Hu's mother can reside in the City of Lingering Spirits and be protected, it's all thanks to the kindness of the Qi family.
When the incense burned out, the land god also agreed. Shentu Hu revealed a hint of a smile, turned around to put on his shoes, and was about to leave.
But then heard a gust of wind behind his ear, turned around to look, cigarette butts flying everywhere. Suddenly on the wooden floorboards of the temple, several words appeared: "Night, come!"
Upon seeing these two words, Shen Tu's heart sneered coldly, but he didn't make a sound. Could it be that the land god not only wanted to go back on his word, but also planned to kill him under the cover of night?
Talented people are bold, and they also dare to oppose the powerful Duan family. No wonder Shen Tuhu would think this way!
He didn't leave, but instead sat down in the temple with his sword. The temple was very clean inside, and there was a plum blossom planted in the corner of the courtyard. It had already wilted for the most part, leaving only two or three blossoms still hanging on the branch, which also seemed to be about to wither away.
It's going to get hot after all!
It wasn't until the sun had set that a refreshing coolness appeared. Then, a whirlwind suddenly emerged, swirling and blowing away all the cigarette ash on the floor.
Xun Hu was slightly on guard, watching to see what kind of tricks the Land God would play.
But then, out of the gloomy wind, a familiar figure emerged. It was as if it had appeared before, but only in a dream, and yet it felt so intimate and dear.
"Boom..." With a loud noise, the golden mountain collapsed and the jade pillar fell. Shentu Hu immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the ground. The seven-foot-tall man choked with sobs: "Father..."
Shen Tuqi's expression turned complex: "It was my fault, I've made it hard for you and your mother all these years!"
"Mother always taught me that your father is a pillar of the sky and the earth, and we cannot let the reputation of the Shentu family fall!"
Xīn Tū Qí's eyes also welled up with tears, after all, the dignity of a father is to be respected. He shouted, "What are you crying about? A real man only sheds blood, not tears!"
"Yes!" Shentu Hu said with a bow of his head.
Shen Tuji couldn't bear it, looked up and gazed at the roof for a long time. Then he said: "How is your mother? Don't worry about me, I'm doing well under the protection of the Land God."
"Good. Mother has passed away, and you arranged a grand funeral for her. Now she is being protected in the city of Lingjing, enjoying the blessings of the underworld!"
Shen Tuiqi listened: "I'm at ease now, remember that when you receive a drop of water from someone, you should repay them with a gushing spring. You have received such great kindness from the lord, you must repay it with your life! Don't let people look down on our Shen family..."
"Yes, I understand!"
Listening to the conversation between the father and son, Liu Yi couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy. He had originally planned to let Shentu Qi pull his relationship closer, but he hadn't expected Shentu Qi to say something like that.
Forget it, forget it...
Sighing in my heart, the world I originally belonged to, during the Qin and Han dynasties, wasn't the folk custom also so straightforward and simple? Thinking about the stories recorded in the Historical Records, whether it was the unmatched national heroes or Tian Heng's 500 guests. A promise worth a thousand pieces of gold, embracing the pillar until death...
This is an era where ideals and blood triumph over life!
In his world, the national spirit of the Chinese people had long been exhausted by the Five Barbarians' invasion, the Mongols' and Yuan's massacres, the Song and Ming dynasties' emphasis on literature over martial arts, and the Manchu's sinicization...
