This chaos that lasted for several months was finally settled with the rain that followed.

The rain washed away Jiankang, washed away the charred wasteland and the blood marks on the streets. The huge pit was filled and the city gradually restored order. However, the newly repaired wall with a clear dividing line with the old bricks on both sides seemed like a dazzling scar, reminding everyone passing by that, not long ago, this glorious imperial capital had suffered from a baptism of blood and fire.

For the people living here, the long-standing suffering and fear of troubled times was made in their lives from the day Rong Kang entered the city.

Just before this fall, for them who have the natural protection of the imperial city, it seemed that the sky would fall, and there would be emperors and those high-ranking officials in the court. No matter how wars and chaos in Jiangbei were, all the blood and tears and dire straits were spread to this city, but it was just a topic that was either indignant, lamented, helpless or even numb after dinner.

Although the court was not prosperous, Jiankang had been threatened by rebels and northerners since he established his capital, but the closest experience left in their impression was the Xu Mi Rebellion that year. Later, I thought that at that time, I just migrated my family and came back safely soon. Nothing changed, and it was just a hard time. It was like a scar that was not very deep. After healing, it was revealed and did not leave much pain.

This time, it was completely different from the past. In just a few months, they personally suffered rounds of plunder, living day and night, in the threat of death and fear of fear. On that day, when they learned that the army had entered the city and the rebels were scattered, the emotions of the people could no longer be curbed. They rushed out of their homes, rushed to the streets, and together with the army, besieged the rebels fleeing everywhere, and vented their crying sounds spread throughout the city.

The order in the city was soon restored, but the surging emotions among the people did not calm down.

The once high-ranking royal family and the imperial court fell from the clouds to the mud overnight.

When the noble and gorgeous outer robe was ruthlessly stripped off, revealing a rotten body full of sores and maggots. The destroyed authority could no longer be helped back to the altar and maintained its old prestige.

The disappointment with the royal family and the strong dissatisfaction that followed were like an invisible plague, spreading rapidly among the people. In sharp contrast, the news that Yingtian army was stationed at Jingkou Ferry and Caishi Ferry was spread wildly among the people.

It seemed as if they smelled an unusual atmosphere, and the people were ecstatic and celebrated. Within a few days, the rumors of "the country is prospering, the white tiger plays in the court" that were once banned by the court and the secret prophecy of "Muhe is prospering, the country is prospering" that once appeared on "Auspiciousness".

The dynasty changes and the ages are about to emerge, and everyone is looking forward to waiting for the arrival of that day.

Gao Yin naturally received news from the defenders from these two places.

Jingkou and Caishi Ferry, located in the upper reaches of Jiankang, are two major military fortresses that run north and south in the lower reaches, one on the left and the other on the right, and directly to Jiangdong, which will be captured by military strategists.

Ying Tianjun made a report without reporting, and what this means is self-evident.

He had just recovered for a few days, but despite his physical weakness, he came to see him with concern. He thought about the public opinion that has been boiling in the past few days and was full of thoughts.

After thinking about it for a while, he finally rode out of the city and came to the military camp of Shizigang to ask for Li Mu.

Li Mu will set off to return north tomorrow. Gao Yin entered his camp and saw him wearing a regular dress and sitting behind the desk. There was a book next to his hand. It seemed that he had just put it down. The inner page was old and had a furrow. The seal was newly installed, which shows how much his master cherished it.

Gao Yin glanced sharply and glanced at it, and recognized it as the Book of Songs. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. It was hard to imagine how a man like Li Mu would carry this book with him, fighting in the south and north. But he had no intention of exploring it, because this was not his purpose for coming here.

Li Mu stood up to greet him, invited him to sit down, exchanged a few greetings, and then asked him what he wanted to come.

When he asked, he smiled and had a kind of concise demeanor.

When he arrived on the road, Gao Yin had a lot of thoughts.

Countless words to say lingered in his heart.

However, when he really faced it, he couldn't say a single word.

He was silent, and Li Mu did not urge him. After waiting for a while, seeing that he did not speak, he picked up the book at hand and slowly turned the page.

"Dashima, can you decide the day to ascend to the extreme?"

It seemed as if a long time later, Gao Yin finally heard such a question ringing in his ears.

After saying that, he realized that he was saying what he said, and he couldn't help but feel dazed.

He didn't know why he suddenly said such a sentence.

He didn't know whether this was what he thought in his heart, so he blurted out or was it just a test of the person in front of him.

No matter what the reason is, it is obviously abrupt and out of place.

He subconsciously wanted to take back this sentence, and moved his lips slightly, but became silent again, just holding his breath.

Li Mu raised his eyes slowly, and his eyes turned from the book in his hand to Gao Yin's face.

The two looked at each other.

In his ears, the vague shouting sounds from soldiers from afar outside the tent came, making the tent more and more quiet, so quiet that Gao Yin could hear the sound of erosion when blood flowed repeatedly through his chest.

The short eyes looked at each other, as short as snowflakes fell on the hot skin, and soon disappeared. But in Gao Yin's feeling, it was extremely long. He even felt a trace of tension that had not been there for a long time.

Just as his heartbeat also accelerated, he saw Li Mu smile at him.

"When Datong is broken and Xiliang is destroyed, the Northern Expedition is over, it should be approaching."

He said this, his tone was ordinary and his expression was calm, as if he was talking to him about something extraordinary, without any aggressiveness, but invisibly, Gao Yin felt the momentum of Mount Tai.

That is a kind of power and momentum that can crush everything, no one else but me.

In front of him, the few officials from the Dayu who came to see him during the day flashed, and asked: "If there is any dissatisfaction at that time, what will the Grand Sima want?"

"Anyone who is not satisfied will be punished."

Li Mu said.

Gao Yin was silent for a moment, slowly stood up, and spoke back.

Several generals who were traveling with him were waiting outside, and suddenly saw him appear and hurriedly met him.

"General Gao, do you really want to fight Yingtian's army again to regain the ferry?"

A deputy general asked in a low voice.

Gao Yin was silent.

Several people looked at him with a look of trepidation.

Gao Yin slowly looked around the people around him and asked, "What are your thoughts?"

The few people didn't say anything at first. After a long time, a deputy general looked at his solemn face and finally said aloofly: "The soldiers below all want to let Ma Nanshan go... they don't want to fight again..."

"It's not that we are afraid of fear, but that we are inconvenient to fight against Yingtian's army." Another person said.

"The people are very supportive of the Tianjun. Many soldiers in the army have received reminders from their families in the past few days, saying that they should not go against the Grand Sima, for fear that the villagers will point at the back and scold their ancestors..."

"I'm not sure about it, the morale of the army is uncertain... Naturally, if the general has his or her destiny, the last general will sacrifice his or her life and will also obey the general's order..."

After the few people finished speaking, they calmed down and looked at Gao Yin.

Gao Yin was silent for a moment and said, "Retract all to Guangling."

Several deputy generals looked at each other, showing an incredible surprise, and hurriedly received the order.

Without saying anything more, Gao Yin passed by the few people, left the military camp, and set off his horse aimlessly, finally reached the riverside and stopped.

He dismounted and stood alone on the river bank. Looking at the river flowing eastward under his feet, the joyful expressions of those loyal subordinates of the Gao family appeared in front of him.

Yes, as the head of Gao's family today, he has made his own decision.

Even though it was difficult and even with many regrets, he knew that his decision was correct.

This is not only the decline of the gentry he once proud of, the end of the dynasty, and perhaps, it is also the curtain call and departure of an era.

Just like the river under his feet, once it goes east, it will never return.

When everything that should come finally comes, there is no more power to stop it.

Gao Yin took a long breath in the face of the frightening river wind.

He thought that he was ready and waiting to welcome the arrival of a new dynasty.

...

The last winter snow also melted away. Outside Chang'an City, when the greenness in the wilderness was once again full of energy, Luo Shen received a message.

Her cousin Gao Yongrong couldn't afford to get sick. The situation is very serious now, but every day and night, as long as she is awake, she will recite her name in her mouth.

Gao Yin sent someone to bring a handwritten letter and asked her if she would like to come to Jiankang to visit Gao Yongrong.

Li Mu returned to Chang'an from Jiankang at the beginning of last month. After the couple had a brief gathering, he led his troops north again and continued the previously interrupted Northern Expedition.

After taking Yongzhou and conquering Datong, the Huns returned to where they should go, and the great cause of the Northern Expedition was finally able to achieve as he wished.

The God of Luo hopes that this chaotic world and the endless war will end there.

After receiving the letter, she thought for a long time and finally decided to return to the south.

Gao Huan did not follow Li Mu in the Northern Expedition this time. He led an army and personally escorted his sister on the way south.

In mid-spring February, on this day, Luo Shen once again set foot on the territory of Jiankang.

Gao Yin went a hundred miles away and welcomed her arrival in Xuanwu City, which was under the jurisdiction of Jiankang.

That night, the God of Luo was temporarily staying in the city and was preparing to enter Jiankang again the next day.

When she returned to Jiankang again, she recalled the scene when she left, it was already a change of things and people. She felt a lot of feelings in her heart. Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly heard someone come to report that it was Feng Wei who asked for a meeting.

The God of Luo asked people to spread him into it.

Although the disaster of life and death has been several months, there are still some remaining traces on Feng Wei.

His body seemed to have not been well maintained. His steps were staggering, wearing the official uniform of the Dayu court, and facing the Luoshen with a very respectful attitude.

The God of Luo still treated him with the courtesy of his future generations, greeted him with a smile, and asked him to take his seat.

Feng Wei insisted on not sitting down and said, "Madam, I'm not hiding it. Feng Wei came here, but there was something I wanted to ask his wife to help me."

Luo Shen didn't force himself. After taking his seat, he smiled and said, "What's the matter? That's it."

Feng Wei took a step forward, suddenly knelt down to her and gave a thank-you ceremony.

Luo Shen hurriedly avoided me and said, "Feng Xiang is older than me and has a high reputation. I should call you "Uncle". Why did you give me such a great gift? Please get up quickly!"

Feng Wei couldn't stand up, so he just straightened his body and said, "Madam, how do you talk about Grand Sima now in the court?"
To be continued...