Chapter 25: The people are their sons, and the earth is their plates!

A winding path extends from the foot of the main peak of Jitou Mountain to the dense forests on the mountain. This is a newly opened mountain road with obvious traces of excavation on it.

At the end of the path is a ridge that suddenly appears from the hillside. The empty ridge is bare, with no trees or grass, and it looks quite lonely. There is a lonely grave made of green huge stones in the middle of the ridge. Rows of temporary camp tents are built not far from the lonely camp. The camp tents are tight and orderly and arranged, which brings some embellishment to this empty space.

Not far from the lonely tomb, there is a pavilion made of logs. The pavilion in front of the pavilion is engraved with two large characters "Looking at the moon". The decorations in the pavilion are simple and elegant. The pavilion happens to be built on a prominent cloud rock, as if it is about to fly in the air, adding infinite interest to the mountain ridge.

In the early morning, the sky was slightly bright, and mist kept rising from the mountains. First, strands of fog silk floated around, and then gradually increased. More and more fog silks were intertwined and entangled, and the fog became heavier and thicker. In a while, it became one, like a wide and thick gray ribbon floating around the waist of the peak.

The clouds of the mountains are covered with fog, and the shadows are brilliant. Several peaks appear and appear in the thick fog, just like a fairyland on earth.

A wisp of piano sound slowly rose in the "Watching the Moon" pavilion, spreading further and further with the fog, breaking the silence between the world. The piano sound is soft but full of affection, as if a child was crying to his mother about his complaints, and as if he recalled the insults of his ancestors. It was intermittent, like water drops, and like pearls and jade flowing between plates.

Time seemed to turn around, and the past scene appeared before my eyes again. Next to the small lake, a young man danced with a sword with a focused expression. A white-haired old man sat upright on the side. Shier watched the young man's performance. Shier twirled his hands on the strings twice, and the old man's old face showed relief from time to time.

The lonely grave, the deep mountains, where will the relatives go? When will this love become a memory! It seems that the beads suddenly broke the line, fell to the ground one by one, and then bounced up again. The whistle seemed to have strangled the throat, as if they were endless words, but there was nowhere to express them. Suddenly, the sound of the piano was rushing, listening carefully, as if they were in the battlefield, with thousands of troops roaring, thousands of horses galloping, and thousands of troops fighting together frantically.

Just now, he was still gentle and gentle, suddenly became a golden sword and an iron horse, full of murderous aura, and thousands of miles away from the ground.

This is a challenge to fate, and this is a longing for the future!

In a moment, the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end. Quiet, it makes people clear and confused. I don’t know what year it will be. The end of the song seems to have passed...

"It's so fast! It's the end of the year again." In the wooden pavilion, the young man in white robe pushed his hands gracefully from the strings and stood up. A fiery red lightning marten beside him was flashing with a pair of beautiful sky blue eyes, as if he was still immersed in the wonderful music of the piano.

At some point, more than 200 black figures appeared in the thick fog around the white-shirted boy.

"Have you arrived?" the boy in white asked without looking back.

"Report to the young master, 201 people from the personal guard camp came to report." Hua Xiong, the chief guard, replied loudly. This is their must-do homework every day. Report to the young master and obey the young master's arrangements.

"Come here, let me see what you have made during this period?" The young man in white clothes said lightly without even looking behind him, as if he was talking to the fog around him.

As soon as the boy finished speaking, two hundred figures appeared in front of him. These figures stood straight, with awe in their eyes.

"Well, the team is uniform and moving quickly, without too many movements, and the steps are slight when moving, which is pretty good!"

The young man in white clothes paused for a while and continued, "General Hua went down the mountain today to inform Grandpa Zhao, Mr. Wenhe, Eight Generals, and Li Wenhou went up the mountain tomorrow, and by the way, he saw how the newly-engraved personal guards were training. Let Cheng Yi and Zhang Heng take them up the mountain together tomorrow!" The young man looked around, and the mountain was covered with white snow. Then he waved his right hand and his face returned to the lazy expression.

"You guys keep training!"

This young man was Huangfu Jian. After the old man was buried, the old man Huangfu Jie also returned to Wating Fort. The Huangfu family still had many affairs to deal with. Shortly after the old man left, Huangfu Jian put down all the affairs in the valley and took Hua Xiong and 200 guards up the mountain. He built a hut next to the old man's grave. According to the customs here, he wanted to guard the old man's tomb for a year.

The affairs in the valley were handed over to Zhao Qi, Jia Xu, the eight generals, and the old man Gui Gu from the side to assist. He was relieved to have a hundred such arrangements. If Jia Xu had not had enough prestige now, it would have been more than enough for Jia Xu to handle the affairs of this small ranch.

In addition to preparing to build their own spear department and the Divine Bow department, the eight generals "Heizi" Cheng Yi and "Leizi" Zhang Heng were also responsible for the expansion of the personal guard camp and the training of the new recruitment of the personal guards.

Based on the principle of preferring to be insignificant than to be indiscriminate, Huangfu Jian formulated a set of strict standards, screening young people between the ages of fifteen and eighteen, and not meeting his standards. Therefore, it took half a year to select eight hundred personal guards, and most of them were selected from refugees.

The quietness in the mountains and isolation from the world made Huangfu Jian's heart completely calm and gave him more time to think. He remembered his previous life, when he had no selfish thoughts at all, and his whole body and mind were dedicated to the organization, but in the end he was destroyed and killed without a burial place. Could it be that he did something wrong? Or God was destined to be unfair!

He once couldn't figure it out and was confused for a long time. Through this period of meditation in the mountains, he finally understood that no matter in his past life or present, there is a distinction between chess holders and chess pieces in any society. Chess pieces are tools in the hands of chess holders. What are tools? Tools are things that chess holders sacrifice to achieve their goals.

His sacrifice in his previous life was nothing more than what he should do as a chess piece. It is not worth commending, and that is all the duty of the tool.

When he came to this chaotic world, Huangfu Jian initially wanted to do all the heroes in this world of great competition. As for the outcome, he never thought seriously. But now his thoughts have changed qualitatively. His goal is not only to do all the heroes in the world, but to be the chess player!

Take the people of the world as their sons and the land of the nine provinces as their boards, and be the one who can truly dominate the world!

It was not until this time that Huangfu Jian truly realized that his destiny must be in his own hands!

Huangfu Jian has a clear goal, that is, to become the ultimate chess player! What he has to do now is to make sufficient preparations before the troubled times come and welcome the troubled times!

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