At dusk, the sky is red.


    The city tower engraved with anqing ancient seal characters is bathed in the afterglow of the sunset.


    The golden light shines on the potholes and walls, and the arrows cast mottled shadows on the broken bricks and stones.


    At the head of the city, dark red infiltrated into the boulder and silently told the Tragic Song of the military general.


    Mei Mou stared at the conspicuous color through the veil, took a deep breath for a long time, looked away and looked at the people''s soldiers at the gate of the city.


    The gossamer floats, and sweet words come.


    "Be alert, let''s go to town."


    The three women beside them are all the same sun shading hats. They are different from those in the past. They change into loose linen clothes, carry girdles and look like farmers.


    The four people were particularly surprised when they entered the city easily. With a little uneasiness and novelty, they were making trouble, and a familiar feeling came to their hearts.


    Stepping on the bluestone floor, the people around didn''t tremble and fear at all. They even gathered together in twos and threes, joking and laughing, and the owner picked up some gold and silver hairpins outside the city.


    Looking around, rows of vendors hawked. The well-dressed rich handed over a few copper plates, took two crispy cakes, swaggered their hands and walked towards the mansion.


    The little children in short shirts danced and chased among the crowd strolling in the street to enjoy the cool. The roaring woman pushed aside the crowd, grabbed it and scolded it.


    The strong man picked up the empty baskets, smiled and greeted the vendors around him. In their envious eyes, he hummed folk songs and left slowly.


    The scene that I haven''t seen for many years now miraculously reappears in front of me. My slim body suddenly stunned.


    "This... This is really our Koguryo people?"


    Words of surprise sounded softly behind him. It was hard to believe that this was Anqing City under the takeover of Datang.


    "Is it difficult for Tang Hao to give them all ecstasy? Can they still live like this when they attack and occupy the city?"


    "They... Don''t they have a trace of hatred?"


    "Sister, do you know why?"


    The three looked at the figure standing quietly in front of them, as if they wanted this figure to give a reasonable explanation.


    long time.


    The figure who was called elder sister said faintly.


    "Let''s go."


    As the steps were taken, a loud voice came from the front.


    "This... This is understandable? The five baht in the Tang Dynasty is more valuable than copper."


    Listening to this familiar voice, the woman was stunned and looked at the past.


    The burly man was holding a coin and gesticulating in front of a vendor.


    Maybe he was tall and powerful, and his voice was rough and crazy. The vendor shrank a little, leaned against the stone wall behind him, stared at the silver armor, waved repeatedly, and said some Koguryo local words in his mouth.


    The strong man might want the artifacts on the stall. He asked, pointing to a pile of silver hairpins on the ground and coins in his hand.


    "Is this enough?"


    Seeing the woman shaking her head in panic, she withdrew money from her arms, put it in her hand and asked.


    "What about these? Money, should that be enough?"


    The panicked peddler could understand the Chinese language of the strong man, with his hands protecting his head, swinging and sobbing.


    Seeing this scene, Jin Xiang already knew the reason, took a lotus step and walked up.


    He took the coins from the strong man and put them on the stall table. He spoke in a foreign language and asked the stall owner.


    The merchant woman looked a little excited when she saw the familiar words. The Chinese side of the dialogue knew what the strong man meant.


    Slightly timid, he took a look at the strong man and bowed his hand.


    Seeing a strange woman helping him out, the ignorant man showed a happy face. Looking at the figure squatting down to talk, he quickly thanked him.


    After a moment of conversation, the woman who set up the stall pushed the coins aside. In the surprised eyes of the strong man, she pinched the silver hairpin and put her hands in front of the strong man.


    The strong man stared in surprise at the woman who set up the stall. Finally, he looked at the woman who covered her face with light gauze with a look of loss.


    "She... This is... Is there not enough money?"


    The figure who had just got up hung his head slightly and did not turn his face. The voice as light as smoke came from behind the black veil.


    "She wants to see you off."


    "Tang''s military division returned the city to her. Her master specially warned that the soldiers'' money could not be collected."


    The strong man withdrew and waved his hand again and again.


    "This... How can this work!"


    "There is no reason to take people''s utensils without giving money!"


    "No money, this thing... I can''t take it."


    The face under the black veil smiled gently, with a bit of bitterness.


    He picked up the five baht, put it on the desk, took the silver hairpin and stuffed it with the consistent coins to the strong man.


    "She said, just a five baht."


    The voice fell, the shadows staggered, and a quiet voice came.


    "Your lovely wife should be very happy."


    The strong man took the money and the silver hairpin and was stunned when he heard the words.


    "Ah?"


    When the figure was far away, he remembered and shouted at the figure.


    "I... I haven''t married yet."


    "This is... It''s a dowry for my sister."


    Seeing the shadow mingling with the shuttle crowd, the strong man smiled with a silver hairpin and arched at the merchant woman.


    "Thank you, thank you!"