Chapter 2: Thus, I became a character in the play

There is no horse, no strategy, and no backbone; the late Northern Song Dynasty, rotten to the core, has no need for salvation. Let them all die, let them all perish in Wuguo City! It would be best if they all died out! As long as our family survives, nothing else matters

"Liulang, have you had another nightmare?" Yue Fei shouted loudly as he ran from a distance, looking with concern at his only younger brother. His brother had suffered from nightmares since childhood, often waking up in a panic, shouting, "No, no!" This would happen whether he was sleeping at night or taking an afternoon nap, occurring from time to time. Their parents had consulted many doctors for his brother, but they all claimed to be powerless. They even sought the help of Taoist priests and monks.

However, he always has nightmares, which is a very unfortunate situation. Everyone says this is an ominous sign. Moreover, his younger brother has never seen much joy since childhood; his face is always clouded with gloom, and he does not resemble an ordinary child who is lively and cheerful. Not only are their parents worried, but even Yue Fei himself is quite anxious. This is his only younger brother, and he cares deeply for him.

The Taoist said that this is caused by evil spirits, with hungry ghosts clinging to the body. It is necessary to sprinkle black dog blood all over the body and then sever the little finger to drive away the evil spirits

Yue Fei displayed his usual bright smile: "Liu Lang, what are you talking about? You and I are brothers; there’s no need for thanks. However, Liu Lang, there’s something I’ve always wanted to say: your smile is truly charming. No wonder the girl next door, Cui Cui, blushes when she sees you; it’s clear she has feelings for you. Hehe, be honest with me, do you have feelings for Cui Cui? Is that why you smile at her? Hehe..."

Yue looked speechlessly at Yue Fei, whose slightly lewd smile followed his bright and cheerful demeanor. Shaking his head, he could only say that no matter how great a hero may be, he is still a man. If those who once idolized Lord Yue to the point of prostration were to learn that Lord Yue was once young, had experienced infatuation, and had moments of lewdness, would they feel the deep malice of history?

Yue Fei's lips twitched as he turned around and sighed, "Isn't this grilled fish something you taught me, my brother? I really don't understand why you enjoy cooking so much. Our parents are determined to have you become a scholar, and you are so talented. You don't even like fighting or killing, so why are you so fond of cooking? Sigh..." As he spoke, Yue Fei walked away to prepare grilled fish for his beloved younger brother. Speaking of which, this has happened countless times where he has been taken advantage of by his dear brother.

There is no way around it; after all, Yue Fei is undoubtedly a brother complex. He has cherished his younger brother since childhood, and in this regard, Yue Fan can even sense the aura of a brother complex from Itachi. Therefore, if such an advantage is not utilized, how will one rely on Yue Fei for survival in the future? This is the late Northern Song Dynasty, with only ten years left before the brutal Jurchen army marches south, leading to the downfall of the weak Northern Song Dynasty. The old Emperor Huizong will abdicate and flee, leaving the mess to the unfortunate Emperor Qinzong, resulting in the pain felt by all Han people—the shame of Jinghe * Tu * Shukang. This is the late Northern Song Dynasty, with only ten years left before the brutal Jurchen army marches south, leading to the downfall of the weak Northern Song Dynasty. The old Emperor Huizong will abdicate and flee, leaving the mess to the unfortunate Emperor Qinzong, resulting in the pain felt by all Han people—the shame of Jinghe * Tu * Shukang.

Yue nodded slightly and gave Yue Fei a thumbs up: "Young man, you have great insight. Come learn to cook with me!"

In that year, Yue was six years old, and his elder brother, Yue Fei, was nine. That year was 1112 AD, the second year of the Zhenghe era of Emperor Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty. In that year, Taihu Lake froze, Tong Guan was sent as an envoy to the Liao State, and Emperor Huizong reinstated the New Policies

The bodies of the Song people, the souls of modern individuals, exhibit a remarkable similarity, such as in names... Indeed, it is just like the nightmare that Yue Fan has experienced countless times. When he first awoke from that nightmare, he found himself in an unfamiliar environment. Then, a middle-aged man, a middle-aged woman, and a young boy gathered around Yue Fan with great concern, inquiring about his well-being.

However, it is precisely because of this that the world is so real. This person is not the grand yet cold image composed of words in history books; he is a living man with flesh and blood, with emotions and desires. He is a man who has been young, reckless, confused, hesitant, cowardly, and foolish. Only then can we understand the saying, "Shaking the mountains is easy, but shaking the Yue Family Army is difficult." Yue Fei was not a born hero; it was the great era that forced him to become a hero. A man who has been young, reckless, confused, hesitant, cowardly, and foolish, and only then can we understand the saying, "Shaking the mountains is easy, but shaking the Yue Family Army is difficult." Yue Fei was not a born hero; it was the great era that forced him to become a hero

The monk directly dragged Yue into the temple, stating that he had never encountered such a strong evil aura before. He insisted that Yue must be confined in the temple for life, reciting scriptures and chanting Buddha's name to seek the protection of the Buddha, in order to enjoy a peaceful life. Otherwise, he would surely meet an untimely death

Yue glanced at Yue Fei, who was tightly holding his hand, and the warmth in his heart deepened: "Brother, thank you."

Yue Fan squinted his eyes and stroked his empty belly, indicating that his internal organs were in a state of famine, urgently needing protein, carbohydrates, and fats to satisfy them; otherwise, they would go on strike. Yue Fei immediately understood Yue Fan's meaning and promptly stated: "Two grilled fish, deliver them immediately"

In this year, Yue turned ten years old, and his elder brother, Yue Fei, was thirteen. This year, 1116 AD, marked the sixth year of the Zhenghe era of Emperor Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty. In this year, a Bohai man killed the governor of Dongjing, leading to a rebellion. The renowned scholar Wang Dechen passed away, and Emperor Huizong conferred the title of "Supreme Opening of Heaven, Holder of the Talisman, Ruler of the Calendar, Containing the True Essence of the Dao, the Jade Emperor of the Vast Heaven" upon the Jade Emperor.

Yue spat viciously and gave the middle finger towards Kaifeng, calling the emperor's family cowards and fools, and the court a gathering of idiots and imbeciles. Even if there are loyal and brave individuals, encountering a bunch of incompetent teammates will lead to disaster! If you don't perish, who will? Do you expect me to die for you? Dream on! Tomorrow, I will move to Jiangnan! Tomorrow, I will go! Zhao Kuangyin, Zhao Guangyi, you have brought this upon yourselves, and you will bear the consequences! Don't think you can drag me and my family down with you!

Yue Fan has even begun to contemplate relocating his entire family to the south. He no longer wishes for Yue Fei to become some kind of anti-Jin hero; after all, the ones who die are all heroes, while those who survive are merely cowards. Regardless of whether they are brave or cowardly, preserving one's life is what truly matters. In the previous life, he barely opened up a little before meeting his demise. Now, having finally been granted another opportunity to live, if he does not make good use of it, he would deserve to be struck by heavenly thunder. This time, I intend to live on, until I can no longer do so!

Yue Fei immediately knelt down: "Er Lang, I was wrong. Please be sure not to tell Master about this matter. Otherwise, I won't be able to sit and eat tonight. Well, I probably won't be able to sit and eat tomorrow and the day after either. Uh, I guess I won't be able to lie down and sleep either. What do you think?"

"Elder brother, I know that your rapidly growing body is quite robust, and during the quiet of the night, you often feel an unbearable heat. However, if this is the reason you have developed improper thoughts towards Xiao Cuicui, I can only say, elder brother, you have fallen. Xiao Cuicui is only ten years old. I will inform Master and tell him that you have become a beast, that you have become exceedingly filthy. I will have Master cleanse the sect." Yue commented expressionlessly, shifting his gaze towards a certain point in the east.

On a spring afternoon, Yue Fei was practicing martial arts with a wooden stick when he suddenly heard his younger brother's cries from under a large tree. Yue Fei furrowed his brow and rushed over, knowing that his brother had once again experienced a nightmare, seemingly the same nightmare every time.

Not far to the east, outside a small wooden cabin, lies the person whom Yue Fei feared the most, without exception, on a reclining chair crafted by the carpenter under Yue Fei's personal guidance

Watching Yue Fei slowly depart, Yue swore in this manner: to hell with the humiliation of Jingkang, to hell with the two emperors of Qin and Hui, and Zhao Gou is no good either. When has the old emperor ever cared for us common folks? With a mere wave of his hand, we are expected to sacrifice our lives, while he himself runs off to Jiangnan to live as a carefree emperor. We are the ones who die. I refuse to play along with you!

Yue looked at the face before him, which radiated genuine concern, and a warmth flowed within his heart. He slightly curved the corners of his mouth to express his gratitude to Yue Fei: "Elder brother, I am fine"

"No... no... no... ah! No!" Yue Fan suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath. He sat up abruptly, his eyes wide open, his hands and feet cold, and his heart pounding violently. He looked at his hands, touched his cheeks, and found his forehead covered in cold sweat. Glancing around at his surroundings, he let out a slight sigh of relief as his racing heart gradually calmed down. Gasping for breath, he sat up abruptly, his eyes wide open, his hands and feet cold, and his heart pounding violently. He looked at his hands, touched his cheeks, and found his forehead covered in cold sweat. Glancing around at his surroundings, he let out a slight sigh of relief as his racing heart gradually calmed down.

Undoubtedly, both the monk and the Taoist were driven away by the enraged father and Yue Fei

Yue Fei looked at his younger brother with concern, tightly holding his hand, and said: "Liu Lang, if you feel any discomfort, you must tell your elder brother, do you understand? You always have nightmares, and I feel helpless, which makes me feel very guilty towards you. If you have any discomfort, you must tell your elder brother, absolutely!"

A massive tree trunk came rushing towards Yue, and he felt pain all over his body, unable to make any evasive movements. The fear was overwhelming, rendering his body immobile, and he could only watch helplessly as the giant trunk flew towards him at high speed... It seemed poised to take his life... In terror, he closed his eyes, his memory frozen at the moment just before he shut them, as a figure with a ponytail stood in front of him... He closed his eyes in fear, his memory frozen at the moment just before he shut them, as a figure with a ponytail stood in front of him...