Chapter 853: Guicheng will always be the Guicheng of the North Wing
Chapter 853: Guicheng will always be the Guicheng of the North Wing
The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the long street red.
No, it was the blood of the Wan people that dyed the long streets of Guicheng red.
This is a miracle in the past hundred years! Only the blood of Guicheng people has ever soaked the land of Guicheng. Who dares to hope that the blood of Wan people can be used to write a chapter?
The people first cheered, and then wailed and cried.
The crying was sad and passionate.
They are waiting for the King’s Master!
The white-browed old man on the high platform led the people to kneel on the ground.
Kneel down and don’t get up!
Tang Xinghe said hoarsely, "Wan State Office will send someone here soon, withdraw immediately!"
The people followed his instructions and retreated from Yi Guang Academy before the Wan people came for reinforcements.
Yi Guang Academy is the largest academy in Guicheng, and the old man with white eyebrows is the principal of Yi Guang Academy, named Gu Changqing.
His father was a failed scholar in Beiyi, and he grew up under the iron hoof of the Wan State.
Since he was a child, Gu Changqing's father taught him to always remember that he was from Beiyi.
Over the years, Yi Guang Academy has been teaching the writing and etiquette of the Wan State on the surface, but has been secretly passing on the flame of Beiyi civilization.
The students of Yi Guang Academy were forced to recite the scriptures prescribed by the Wan State and study falsified history during the day, but under their desks were bamboo slips of the ancient sages of Beiyi.
The teachers held the Wan State's teaching sticks in their hands, but secretly held the Beiyi Jade Sceptre in their sleeves.
Even the inner wall of the Wan State bronze bell hanging on the eaves of the academy is engraved with a map of the mountains and rivers of the northern wing.
At night, they secretly copied every stroke of the Beiyi characters in ancient books. Calluses formed on their fingertips from holding pens for many years, and their hands were more steadfast than those holding knives.
At the moment when the book "The Emperor of Beiyi Guards the National Gate" flowed to Guicheng, the teachers of the academy tremblingly took off the crowns and belts issued by the Wan Kingdom, revealing the old Beiyi robes lining, and took the students to the streets.
The blood is awakened, the blood is ignited. They must loudly and clearly convey this message to the people: the Northern Wing King's Army is coming!
Some were killed on the spot by the Wan people, their heads torn off, and some were tortured to death in public, but they shouted "Long live Beiyi" and "I will never be a running dog of Wan" as they died.
Born as a Beiyi person, die as a Beiyi soul!
It was every unwilling student and teacher in Guicheng who awakened the people's determination to resist.
It can be said that without the loud shouts of these people with lofty ideals, the people who had gradually become numb would have been unable to dodge the swords being swung towards them when faced with the massacre.
It is clear that the common people sometimes numbered in the hundreds or even thousands, but the number of Wan people they faced was only one-tenth of their number.
They forgot to resist.
Their hearts have fallen asleep and cannot be awakened. They have already accepted that they are lambs to be slaughtered.
Guicheng! The former important border town of Beiyi. They were once the most important gateway for Beiyi to resist the Kingdom of Wan.
It is clear that everyone in Guicheng can put down their knives and go into the kitchen, and pick up their knives and go to the battlefield!
The whole Guicheng woke up.
At this moment, the blacksmith on the street corner smashed the mold for forging weapons for the Wan army, and took out the Beiyi army sword pattern that had been dusted off for many years from the cellar; even the tea seller who always walked with his head down suddenly straightened his hunched back and hummed the Beiyi nursery rhyme.
This is Guicheng today.
Gu Changqing was determined to die today and took to the streets to appeal to the people not to give up.
He left a suicide note before leaving, never thinking that he could come back safely.
He burst into tears.
A large number of people dispersed with tears in their eyes.
Gu Changqing and other teachers and students of the academy, along with Tang Xinghe and others, entered the library of Yi Guang Academy.
Various books from the Wan Kingdom are displayed in the pavilion, which is one of the reasons why Yiguang Academy can be preserved.
Yi Guang Academy is called Yi Guang Academy in the eyes of Wan people.
There is another secret under the pavilion. Gu Changqing moved the bookcase away, opened the mechanism, and revealed a stone staircase leading to the underground.
After entering, there are rows of bookshelves, all of which are filled with Northern Wing classics.
Gu Changqing stroked the book lightly, his fingertips trembling slightly, "In the past hundred years, we have secretly collected and preserved about 320 volumes of Beiyi classics and more than 100 Beiyi cultural relics."
Tang Xinghe's fingertips touched the yellowed pages and he was shocked.
He has never liked reading.
But at this moment, he was strangely attracted to the classics. He longed in his heart, as if he were also a Guicheng person, risking his life to learn a few Beiyi characters.
When he was in the capital, he skipped classes to go out and play, and lied to his teacher to avoid his random checks.
At this moment, Tang Xinghe burst into tears.
He had an impulse that he must kowtow and admit his mistakes to the teacher who taught him when he returned to the capital.
It was at this moment that he suddenly seemed to awaken a certain bloodline, and deeply understood that culture is the soul of a nation.
As long as the words, history and memories are still there, Guicheng will always be the Guicheng of the North Wing.
Tang Xinghe picked up a map book. It was a complete map of the northern wing, with mountains, rivers, cities and passes marked on it. It was more than ten times more detailed than the map he had seen in the capital.
Gu Changqing kept coughing, but his eyes were bright. "This is the manuscript left by General Wang."
General Wang’s full name is Wang Yulun, and he was the defender of Guicheng before its fall.
He led his soldiers to defend the city and fought to the last man.
Gu Changqing coughed even harder, because he couldn't stop crying when he mentioned General Wang. "Now in the office of the governor of Guicheng in Wan State, there is still a..."
He couldn't speak anymore.
Tang Xinghe and others felt very depressed.
Then a younger man stepped forward and said, "General Wang's wife and children were all captured by the Wan people in order to force General Wang to surrender. General Wang watched helplessly as his wife and children were tortured to death outside the city..."
The teeth of his wife and children were pulled out one by one, polished and strung together to make a necklace passed down by the prefect of Guicheng.
Ma Chuyang burst into tears after hearing this and couldn't control himself.
There was a dead silence all around. Then the sobbing of teachers and students gradually became louder, and finally there were cries of grief everywhere.
Many people present had not experienced that war, their fathers and grandfathers had long since died, but each of them knew the human tooth necklace worn by the governor of Guicheng.
Because the human tooth necklace of the Guicheng prefect has never been a secret.
The Wan people regarded it as a trophy and a symbol of power. Every governor of Guicheng would wear it when he took office, standing on the city wall and announcing to everyone: This is the fate of rebels!
The people of Guicheng were forced to remember it.
They have heard their elders whisper since they were young: "That cracked front tooth belongs to General Wang's wife..."
"The smallest baby tooth belongs to his six-year-old son..."
"In the dungeon of the prefectural government, there are still iron pliers used for pulling out teeth..."
That is the arrogance and bloodthirstiness of the Wan people!
Tang Xinghe clenched his fists, veins popping out. His nails dug deep into his palms, blood dripping from his fingers, but he was completely unaware.
Someone suddenly shouted, "There's more than that! There's also the map hanging on the wall of the Guicheng government office! Yes, yes, yes..."
It's human skin! It's made from the skin of General Wang Yulun's wife and children!
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