It wasn't smart enough, so it only now reacted, realizing that the kind old man, who never forgot to bring it an egg whenever he saw it, would never be seen again.
Yang Ge, with tears streaming down his face, leaned over and picked it up, gently stroking its head.
Huang calmed down under his comfort, its shrill howls slowly turning into whimpers of grievance.
The tombstone slowly descended, separating yin and yang, distancing family relationships forever...
...
"The government dispatched four hundred thousand troops to subdue the southwestern rebels..."
Cavalry patrolled the streets, shouting loudly as they passed.
On the second floor of Yuelai Inn, Yang Ge, Yang Tiansheng, and Li Jincheng clung to the railing, craning their necks to watch the street patrols and exclaimed in unison,"Oh wow, look at that!"
Li Jincheng marveled, "Back when we fought against the Tartars, the court never deployed so many troops, did it?"
"Are you silly?"