PFC Chapter 228 Fu Family
Chapter 228 Fu Family
The narration continued in my ears—
Later, the world descended into chaos, with various warlords vying for supremacy, and war raging everywhere, sweeping across every corner of the world like a violent storm.
Even the most isolated mountain villages could not escape the calamity, and the first to be ravaged by the war were these defenseless villagers.
The shepherd boy's village was massacred, his parents died, his home was destroyed, and only one in ten survived.
The boy was only twelve or thirteen years old at the time.
He escaped death, but before he could even shed a tear at the sight of the village's ruins, he was captured by the enemy army that had slaughtered his village and forced into labor.
At first, they were responsible for building cities and doing all sorts of hard labor. After the cities were completed, they became cannon fodder on the battlefield, specifically to take the blows for others.
After enduring countless days and nights amidst the flames of war, the young man finally saw a turning point in his life.
In a life-or-death situation, he stepped forward and took a knife for the general guarding the city.
It was this one strike that earned him the general's favor, transforming him from a dispensable cannon fodder into a lowly soldier under his command.
From then on, the young man began to distinguish himself in the army. With his bravery and resourcefulness, he made great achievements and rose from a private to a centurion, and then from a centurion to a commander of a thousand.
He climbed the ranks step by step until he finally became a trusted general of a powerful ruler.
After years of forbearance and secretly accumulating strength, he finally seized the opportunity and led his supporters in a mutiny.
The coup succeeded, the family feud was avenged, and a new ruler ascended to the throne.
"Then, as everyone knows, the Taizu Emperor, who held great power, began his campaigns in the south and north, gradually annexing various forces, and finally unified the country and established a new dynasty."
Xie Yan's voice echoed in the mountains, then slowly dissipated with the wind.
"So the founding emperor had such a past."
Chu Ling replied in a deep voice, "I only learned today that the founding emperor once herded sheep."
"Yes, who would have thought that a mere shepherd boy from a mountain village could achieve such great things?"
Xie Yan chuckled softly.
Chu Ling: "But how did you learn about these past events? Could it be that they were recorded in Fengyun Tower as well?"
"Of course not."
Xie Yan raised an eyebrow, a half-smile on her face. "Have you forgotten my former identity? The glorious deeds of the founding emperor are something every member of the royal family must remember from a young age."
"Although I've heard the story a thousand times, this is the first time I've set foot in the hometown of the founding emperor."
Xie Yan tugged on the reins, looked ahead, and said, "It seems we've arrived."
After traveling for most of the day, traversing remote mountains and crisscrossing streams, the two men and two horses finally arrived at their destination.
The sun was gradually setting in the west, and the afterglow of the sunset reddened half the sky and the road in front of the two of them.
But to be precise, what lay before them was hardly a viable path.
Perhaps because no one has set foot here for so long, the place has long been overgrown with weeds.
The dense vegetation had submerged the ground, completely covering the original roads, leaving no place for people to walk.
The surroundings were quiet, except for the rustling of the wind through the trees, the sound of horses' hooves and hiss.
Looking around, all that could be seen was desolation, with not a single person or house in sight, and no trace of a village whatsoever.
Xie Yan rode his horse back and forth through the grass, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings. "Are you sure this is the place?"
Chu Ling lowered his eyes and carefully checked the map in his hand several more times. "If the intelligence is correct."
Just as Chu Ling was carefully studying the map, Xie Yan, who had been wandering around, suddenly stopped and drew his long sword from his waist.
His sword tip was aimed straight at the ground. A flash of sword light appeared, and with a "whoosh," dirt flew up, and the patch of grass in front of him was instantly split in two.
Then, under the force of his sword, a stone was revealed in the cleaved grass.
"This is……"
Chu Ling rode up to Xie Yan's side, and upon closer inspection, he discovered that it was a large, carved stone tablet.
It's just that most of them are buried deep underground and covered by weeds, which makes them look inconspicuous.
It is unknown how long this stone tablet has stood here. Its surface has long been eroded by time, pitted and covered with mottled moss.
Xie Yan bent down and took out a handkerchief to slowly wipe it.
After he wiped it clean, the covered traces slowly came to light, including half of the characters engraved on it.
“Fu”.
Xie Yan whispered the word aloud, "It seems we haven't come to the wrong place; this is indeed Fu Family Village."
Immersed in their discovery, the two were completely unaware that as they circled the stone tablet, two faces silently emerged from the distant hillside.
After an unknown amount of time, as Xie Yan and the other person walked deeper into the hillside, the two faces that had been quietly hidden behind the hillside finally turned away and left.
They hurriedly disappeared into the bushes.
As the sun completely set and night fell, two figures dressed in black hurried across the silent forest.
"Since someone has actually found this place, we must report to the sect leader immediately!"
Before he could finish speaking, one of them suddenly changed his expression and quickly drew his weapon, pointing it forward.
"Who?!"
Accompanied by the rustling sound of footsteps on leaves, a familiar figure emerged amidst the wary gazes of the two.
"What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Song Yunzheng slowly emerged from the dense forest, looking at them with a probing gaze.
After recognizing the newcomer, the two men breathed a sigh of relief and put their weapons away.
"So it's Young Master Song."
“We are on our way to report to the leader that outsiders have entered the village.”
"Oh?" Song Yunzheng's eyes flickered slightly. "Who is it?"
One of them shook his head and said, "They're too far away to see clearly, but we can only roughly tell that they are two men."
Song Yunzheng nodded thoughtfully. "Is that so?"
Seeing that he had nothing more to say, the two exchanged a glance and immediately prepared to leave. "Then we will go and report to the leader."
"and many more."
Unexpectedly, Song Yunzheng suddenly called out to them.
The two could only stop again and look over in confusion. "Is there anything else, Young Master Song?"
Then Song Yunzheng approached slowly with a smile on her face, her hands behind her back, and said, "It's nothing, I just have something to say to you."
The two were filled with doubt, "What is it—"
Two dull thuds echoed as the words were spoken.
Standing between the two fallen corpses, Song Yunzheng slowly wiped the blood off her hands before smiling slightly and saying, "You've worked hard."