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    Arutai never thought that such a day would come to him.

    West City ushered in the second large-scale killing today.

    There are more than 100 people, all middle and high-level Tatar figures.

    The wooden pillars on which the heads were hung exuded a foul smell, and the autumn wind blew the smell into Arutai's nostrils.

    Someone on the side was whimpering and struggling. Arutai looked sideways and saw that it was his heavy cavalry commander. This guy stumbled and was captured. He was very brave at the time. He struggled hard and wounded several Ming soldiers.

    What makes a brave and fearless warrior become afraid of death?

    Arutai looked at the eyes that were starting to turn white. Looking down, there were tears and runny nose, saliva flowing from the corners of the mouth, and further downfeces and urine were flowing out.

    Some people go to the mourning platform to perform the Qingming Festival before they die, as is the case with Arutai.  He felt afraid, but after the commotion at the Meridian Gate, he was no longer afraid.

    Everyone is destined to die, and as a Tatar Grand Master, he cannot lose face.

    After identifying who was behind him, the executioner came over. The people on the side waited with bated breath.

    The sword flashed, and Arutai even heard a subtle clicking sound.

    Blood spurted out, Arutai felt a little warm on his face, and the head had fallen in front of him.

    ??This is a pair of eyes that are fixed in death, wide open, looking at Arutai.

    I'm not afraid!  I'm not afraid¡­¡­

    Arutai¡¯s body was shaking slightly, and he was cheering himself up.

    The executioner walked behind him, and he could already feel the evil spirit without looking.

    Why are the five senses so sensitive before death?

    Arutai was cold all over. He tried to raise his head, wanting to take one last look at the world, but instead he saw an acquaintance.

    No, it¡¯s two!

    Fang Xing

    This was the last image left by the world to Arutai. Immediately, the head fell to the ground, and the eyes blinked.

    Naturally, no one will collect the corpses of these people. According to the usual practice, they will be thrown into the mass graves outside the city, where they will be exposed to the wind, sun, and wild dogs to eat them.

    Xiaodao didn¡¯t wait for the execution to be completed, but he came over and said a few words to Wuzhong, who was supervising the execution. Then Wuzhong nodded, and Xiaodao went to take Arutai¡¯s head.

    The people watching could not help but be a little surprised.

    "Who is that person? He actually collected the body for Alutai?"

    "I have seen that man many times. He is Uncle Xinghe's servant. Maybe he is going to feed the dogs."

    "Oh! That fits the bill. When Xinghebo fought with Alutai during the expedition, his subordinates must have suffered a lot of casualties. It would be good to use it to vent their anger."

    "The Tatar Grand Master, I didn't expect that his head was in a different place. The Ming Dynasty has really become powerful!"

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    Xiaodao took Rentou and Fang Xing out of the city and started running wildly. When passing by the big market, he saw Chunmei setting up a stall. He didn't care. He just smiled at that side and ran away.

    The wedding of the two was coming soon. When Chunmei saw Xiaodao and Fang Xing hurriedly, she thought something had happened, and she felt a little distracted for a moment.

    All the way to the cemetery, Fang San had been buried and everyone was gone.

    Xiaodao said regretfully: "It's still a step too late. It would be great if we could arrive before the third brother is buried."

    Fang Xing dismounted and looked at the tombstone in silence.

    Xiaodao placed Arutai's head in front of the tombstone and said: "Third brother, Arutai was captured alive by the master and just beheaded. This is considered revenge for you. You have to take good care of Fang Zhuan down there.  That kid looks pitiful, you must not scare him at night"

    Fang Xing stood on the edge with his hands behind his hands, thinking about Fang San¡¯s past, and suddenly realized that life is impermanent.

    "You rest in peace. Fang Zhuan will be fine. I will watch him grow up!"

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    When Fang Zhuan returned to Fang¡¯s house, Fang Jielun arranged for him to stay in his own home.

    "How did this child sleep until now?"

    Bringing Fang Zhuan home was the result of Fang Jielun's insistence. He believed that although Fang Zhuan was an orphan, the rules should not be messed up, otherwise there would be no dignity in the Fang family in the future, which would be a recipe for disaster.

    Fang Jielun prepared a bedroom for Fang Zhuan. When he went in, he found Fang Zhuan lying on the bed, looking from his back, twitching.

    Poor baby!

    At this time, Fang Yun came over and said, "Grandpa, the eldest young master is here."

    Tudou was brought in, and when he saw Fang Zhuan¡¯s appearance, he said, ¡°Fang Zhuan, get up, father wants to see you.¡±

    Fang Zhuan¡¯s chokingHe stopped, climbed up, and bowed to Tudou after landing on the ground.

    When Tudou saw his eyes were red and swollen, he didn't know how to comfort him, so he said, "My dad is here, you have to be well."

    "Let's go into the backyard."

    Tudou went over and held Fang Zhuan¡¯s hand. Fang Zhuan resisted subconsciously, and then he was startled and followed him out.

    All the way to the backyard, Fang Xing was playing with Ping An in the yard with plasticine. The colorful plasticine was randomly shaped into strange shapes.

    Fang Zhuan timidly followed Tudou to Fang Xing. Ping An raised his head and glanced at him, then lowered his head and pinched the plasticine, appearing to be attentive.

    Fang Xing put down the little pig he was holding, looked at Fang Zhuan and said, "From now on, we are a family. We can say whatever comes to mind. If you want to go into the backyard, you can come in. The three of you can play together, do you understand?"

    Fang Zhuan nodded blankly. Fang Xing gave him a box of plasticine and said, "Go ahead."

    Back to his bedroom at Fang Jielun¡¯s house, Fang Zhuan opened the small wooden box and saw rows of plasticine inside, so he reached out and touched it.

    So soft!

    When it was time for lunch, Fang Yun came over to call Fang Zhuan, but saw that he was concentrating on squeezing the villain.

    The little man is made of white plasticine, and only his face is made of red.

    The villain looks out of proportion, with a big head and some thin strips on the chin.

    This is a beard!

    Fang Zhuan was so focused that he didn't even notice Fang Yun standing behind him.

    A drop of tears suddenly fell on the clay figurine¡¯s chest. Fang Zhuan¡¯s movements stopped and he stared blankly at the clay figurine¡­

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    In early winter, everything gradually withers away.

    The flowers, plants and trees in Zhixing Academy looked listless, but those energetic young people turned early winter into midsummer.

    "Senior brother Ma went to the Ministry of War, Li Ermao followed him to Burma, and Li Jia went to the army. Alas! The first batch of senior brothers have all gone out to serve, but we are still struggling in the academy. When will this end!"

    Huang Bin is only fourteen years old, but nowadays people are almost considered adults at the age of fourteen, so they should make some plans for themselves.

    Jiao Churen was one year older than him, and his father was a minor official, so he was much smarter. When he heard this, he said: "Senior Brother Ma is the disciple of the mountain chief, and later our teacher. They are all candidates, so it is natural for him to become an official."  .¡±

    Ma Su has a special status, so the professors in the college regard him as a colleague, while the students regard him as a teacher.

    "As for Senior Brother Li Ermao, he is a legend in our academy. He has transformed from an illiterate woodcutter to what he is now. The mountain chief said that he can be regarded as a model for the academy. This time he went to the wild wilderness with us.  This kind of courage is admirable."

    "It's just that Li Jia joined the army"

    Jiao Quren couldn¡¯t explain why. Even if they are scientific students, they are still afraid of the current military household system.

    "Once you join the army, your children and grandchildren will be no different from the lowly ones, hey!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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